Prologue, Part 11
You ponder at length over who your first target should be, but eventually you reach a decision. "Khaytala," you say. "We should start with her. And going by the most recent report here... it looks like her latest job will have her arriving in Vekmar soon."
Which is perfect timing. It will be easier to approach her there than on the other end of her route in Nelin, given Vekmar's not-quite-so-hostile attitude toward tieflings. Passing yourself off as one of them will be your best bet for moving through civilized areas... just so long as you don't run into anyone knowledgeable enough to tell what you really are.
"It'll be tight," you continue. "But if I leave early tomorrow morning and push myself, I'm pretty sure I can get there before she finds another job and leaves again. If I'm going to do that, though, I'll need to gather all the strength I can before I head out."
The Witch Queen nods in agreement. "Oh, of course!" she says. "I'm sorry. We've already kept you up late enough as it is working on all this. You should get as much sleep as you need."
Aw, how cute. She thought you meant sleep when you talked about gathering your strength.
You don't bother to correct her, though. It is late, and you've teased her enough for one day. The queen turns to her maid. "Kelissa, could you show them to the room we set aside for them?"
Kelissa nods. Satisfied, the queen turns back to you. "Good night," she says earnestly. "I'll be sure to see you in the morning before you go." Then, with a yawn, she turns and leaves for her own chambers, giving you a small parting wave as she leaves the room.
With that, you and Rysanial are left alone with the maid. You take one of the candles with you for the human's sake, blowing out the others. Then Kelissa guides you out the door, down the stairs and across the courtyard to the tower where your quarters are. You follow her, none of you feeling the need to break the silence with anything so unnecessary as words.
Soon you arrive at your room, which Kelissa unlocks and then gives you the key. You and Rysanial enter... and leave the door open behind you.
Glancing back over your shoulder, you watch Kelissa as she stands in the doorway. Even now, you don't say anything. You don't need to. The queen might have misunderstood in her naiveté, but Kelissa is fully aware of how you are going to gather strength for the task ahead of you, and she understands your silent request. You can see the different emotions twisting around each other in her eyes. Gratitude for saving her. Desire to help you save her mistress. And fear of what that will require of her.
But despite her fear, she steps into the room after you, closing the door behind herself. There's a finality to the sound as it shuts, cutting off her only route of escape. In the end, it happens exactly as you told her it would.
She gives herself to you freely.
You smile as your prey continues to approach. She's trembling, but she keeps moving slowly forward until she's standing right before you, within arm's reach. A helpless lamb, willingly placing her throat between the jaws of the wolf. Rysanial first sheds her own minimal clothing, then circles around and begins to undress the maid from behind, dextrous fingers undoing the fastenings and bindings of her frilly uniform.
Kelissa's breath hitches in her throat, but she makes no other protest as piece by piece her clothes are removed. Soon they are all piled on the floor around her, and she stands naked before you in the flickering candlelight, visibly resisting the urge to try to cover herself with her arms. You take a step toward her, and she flinches slightly.
You know what the problem is. Even though she wants to do this for you... Kelissa has no context for it other than what the orcs did to her in that camp. She's never experienced sex as anything else, can't truly envision it as anything else.
You're going to enjoy showing her otherwise.
Rysanial guides Kelissa over to the bed, laying her down on it with her legs hanging off the side, while you put the candle on a nearby table. Then, after removing your own clothes, you kneel down, moving between Kelissa's legs. You catch a glimpse of a puzzled expression on her face, and you smile. You seriously doubt the orcs ever bothered to do this for her.
You begin with your fingers, your touch starting out feather-light as you masturbate her, but building slowly in intensity. You hear her gasp, a gasp that is silenced as Rysanial goes in for a kiss. You pick up the pace until Kelissa is squirming under your ministrations, starting to become wet. Only then do you wrap your arms around her legs and go in with your tongue.
"Mmmphh!" Kelissa let's out a muffled cry into Rysanial's lips as she bucks violently, but you keep a firm hold of her. Glancing up, you can see the succubus begin to fondle Kelissa's breasts even as she deepens the kiss, going in with her tongue as well. You go deeper in turn, feeling the taste of the girl on your tongue as it combines the taste of the pleasure radiating off of her. You and Rysanial devour that pleasure hungrily, while driving your prey to even greater heights.
Within the range of motion you allow them, Kelissa's legs are kicking and thrashing. You aren't even using all that much aphrodisiac in your saliva and skin contact yet, but already she's reacting so strongly. It shows just how badly her body wanted to be taught this lesson. You catch a glimpse of her expression, emotions divided into equal parts between rapture and terror.
She was expecting pain. She was prepared for pain. Finding this instead... she doesn't know how to even begin deal with it, leaving her defenseless before you. But in response her fear, you simply take her higher and higher into her pleasure, until finally she's teetering right on the edge of something she's never experienced before. She's making frantic noises into Rysanial's mouth, but whether they're pleas to stop or pleas to keep going you don't know. You don't think Kelissa knows either.
Either way, it doesn't matter. You increase the intensity of your tonguing even more, and Kelissa comes, her body spasming uncontrollably. Rysanial pulls back from the kiss, allowing Kelissa's screams of pleasure to escape at full volume, without anything to conceal their nature. Not from you, and not from herself.
The maid slumps into Rysanial's arms, her body still shuddering. But Rysanial simply props her up, shifting so that the succubus is holding her in place from behind, her breasts pressed against Kelissa's back. You rise from your kneeling position, your winged figure casting a shadow in the candlelight over the two women. Kelissa looks up at you, then down at your hardened cock. Then, even though she's still trembling from the pleasure of her first orgasm, she obediently spreads her legs for you.
You descend on her, placing the head of your cock against her entrance, giving her a few seconds to appreciate what's about to happen to her. Then, putting your hand under her chin and gently guiding her face to yours so that she's looking you right in the eye, you enter her.
Her wanton screams only increase as you begin to fuck her in earnest. Behind her, Rysanial stops playing with Kelissa's breasts, reaching down instead to stroke the maid's clit. You take the opportunity to grope Kelissa yourself as you rut her, while at the same time Rysanial is kissing up and down the length of your helpless prey's neck.
Pleasured from every angle in ways she never dreamed possible Kelissa's moans are filled with deliriously blissful despair. She's doing her best to respond, to do everything she possibly can make this feel good for you as well. But while you do appreciate the effort, it's her delicious pleasure that most intoxicates you right now, pleasure now discovered after so long associating this with torment.
It isn't long before she comes again, her pussy clamping down tight on you as she arcs her back into Rysanial's embrace. You allow yourself to come as well, her eyes widening as your hot semen fills her, giving her an orgasm that makes her previous one pale in comparison. She clings to you as though she were drowning, her body shuddering, and it is several minutes before she's even recovered to the point of speech.
When she does, she looks up at you adoringly, her naked body held tight against yours. "That..." she tries to say. "That was..."
You grin down at her. "...a good warm-up."
The expression on her face as she slowly realizes the depths of pleasure she's truly in for tonight is something you savor. She does get a bit of a respite, however, as she discovers that Rysanial is no longer content to merely play the supporting role. Pulling Kelissa down onto the bed, the succubus rolls over on top of her, their breasts pressing against each other as she offers her pussy to you. You need no second bidding, thrusting into the succubus and fucking her atop the maid as they passionately embrace, while Rysanial starts kissing the other woman again with renewed vigor.
The hours blur together in a hot, wild succession of ecstatic cries and skin against skin. Eventually, though, it does become too much for the lucky mortal, and after a particularly intense orgasm she simply collapses against you, losing consciousness entirely. Even asleep, though, she still clings weakly to you.
You feel as full of strength as you've ever been after a threesome like that, and so you settle down as well. You do intend to get some sleep, after all, even if demons don't need nearly as much of it as mortals do. You glance at Rysanial over the maid's insensate body. She grins back, also clearly sated. "Hey," she says—quietly, so as not to disturb the delectable little morsel sandwiched between the two of you from her well-earned rest. "While you're going after this half-orc... what do you want me to do?"
You pause to consider. You could ask the Witch Queen to let her accompany you on the hunt; she might be able to help in any number of ways. At the very least her presence would make it easier to feed, without having to take the time and effort to find susceptible prey during your more dangerous hunt.
On the other hand, you could keep a lower profile if you went alone, which might be advantageous in itself. And there are other tasks that she could undertake as well, tasks that might be as important as anything she could do following you around.
You know she's a capable seductress; while you don't think she could handle one of the heroines herself, if you wanted her to lay the groundwork for a future plan, she could probably work to seduce most other mortals. Or you could point her at some group of mortals and have her pick as many promising targets of opportunity as she could from them. Of course, more powerful mortals, or those in strong relationships already might require more time than others.
Alternatively, she could also use her wiles in a more general sense, to ferret out information from those nearby a given heroine, searching for more clues or weaknesses that you weren't able to glean from the information the ratfolk have gathered. That could give you new insights on where and how best to strike.