The Generator: The Succubae Seduction (28 page)

“Fine,” I grump. “Hide in the back of my shirt while I walk out.”

She opens her mouth to say something. By the look on her face I won’t like it, but she seems to choke, and I realize that she truly can’t break any word she’s agreed to three times. Frowning, I feel her lift up the back of my shirt and plant her feet on the waist of my pants. Her small hands grip my skin, and it feels like tiny pincers. Uncomfortable, but as safe as we’re going to be, I head out.

“Find what you needed, mortal?” Marchosias asks as the wooden door closes behind me. I can feel his eyes on me. A sudden irrational fear overcomes me that he knows that I have the fairy hidden away.

“I-I did,” I stumble over my words. I hold up the two vials as if to say, ‘See, I have what I came for, and nothing else. Nope, nothing but what you see. . . .’

Why did I agree to save the rude fairy? I wonder as I can feel my heart beating uncomfortably in my chest. Because I can’t leave a woman in distress, I answer my own question. Dang my gentlemanly sensibilities.

“Good,” Marchosias’s voice booms, startling me. I need to be less jumpy or he’ll know something is up. “We have finished our talk as well. I’m sure you can find your own way out.” He points to the door. I have to work hard not to run for it.

“Thank you for your help and advice,” Angela says respectfully.

I’m almost to the door, only a couple more steps to freedom.

“You are most welcome, Angelica.” Angelica? That’s twice he’s called her that. My hand is on the knob to open the door when he speaks again. “I’m sorry, Arethusa, but did you really think escaping would be that easy?” Who’s Arethusa? The sudden tightening of the fairy’s hands on my skin gives away the answer. “And Lyden, didn’t I warn you that the consequences would be dire if you took anything else?”

Desperately I turn the knob and pull, but the door won’t budge. In horror I watch as the wood fades and becomes a solid rock wall. Turning, I face the cowled demon and wait for his attack.

“Lyden, what is he talking about?” Angela asks me, her own voice filled with confusion and fear.

“I’m sorry to tell you, Angelica, that your associate is a thief.” The demon raises his hand to point at me, making me flinch, but nothing else happens. Again, I think I recognize the voice, but I still can’t place it. I have other more important things to worry about. “I think he needs to learn a lesson.” With that being all the warning I get, the hand pointing at me flashes. I throw up my arms to uselessly block whatever he’s throwing at me.

“What?” I ask after realizing that I’m not in pain, or dead. Looking down at myself, I find that I’m completely nude.

“A fairy?” Angela asks, and then turns back to Marchosias, her eyes growing wide. “No, you can’t! Don’t make her do that,” she demands, but after a wave of the demon’s hand, she loses her voice.

“He has stolen from me, and as punishment, he will get to keep what he’s taken,” the demon states, anger in his voice. “Forever.”

I can see the succubus shaking her head, and mouthing the word ‘no,’ but a noise behind me makes me turn around. I don’t expect what I find.

The fairy is no longer four inches tall, but four feet tall. She’s even shorter than Becky, though not by much. She’s also just as naked as I am.

“Don’t look at me,” she cries, but when she lifts her head and our eyes meet, there is a . . . well, I don’t know what else to call it, but a spark. Immediately we’re drawn to each other. Her lips against mine ignite a flame inside me, and even though I’d gotten off just a few moments ago, my cock is almost painfully hard and demanding attention.

My entire world shrinks down to just the two of us as I passionately kiss her back. My arms pull her body tight to mine, careful only of her large delicate wings.

“I can’t stop,” she gasps as I move my lips away from hers. I run them along her jaw line. “We can’t do this, but I can’t resist.” Her words remind me of our situation and I realize we’re being controlled. “I need you.”

Anger floods through my system, and I try to fight back. My lips continue their journey until they reach her soft left breast. The same one I’d masturbated to just a bit ago. Thankfully my ejaculate was removed along with her clothes. I can feel her hand rubbing up and down the length of my wood as my right hand drops to her rear, and gives it a firm squeeze. Her slender fingers are only driving my own lusts higher, they’re so soft and tender.

No! I cry out mentally. This isn’t right! I need to stop this before I hurt her.

“Please,” she begs me. “Fight it. If you take my maidenhood, it will be all over for me.”

“I’m trying,” I pant as my mouth moves to her other breast. A moan escapes my mouth as I feel her rub my sensitized head. Nothing I’m doing is working though. It seems the harder I fight, the less control I have. “He’s too strong.”

Part of me just wants to submit and let this happen. I’d tried to steal from the demon, and been busted. Sex with the fairy—what did Marchosias call her, Arethusa?—can’t be the end of the world. I should just get it done and over with.

I feel an ounce of control return to me, and an idea forms in my mind. She is getting ready to impale herself on me, but I throw my efforts not into stopping this, but modifying it. I’m able to move my hands to her arms, and turn her around. Grasping the base of my prick in my left hand, I spit into my right. Using the saliva to lube the head of my penis, I aim it for her pussy.

“Please, no!” she cries in anguish.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper as I thrust my hips forward. She cries out in pain and agony as my cock penetrates her.

“Good,” Marchosias gleefully cackles. “Now you two are permanently bound to each other!”

I have to fight hard to keep myself under some modicum of control. I have to go along with this, in order to fight his control. Looking down, I can see that I’d been successful. My penis isn’t in her pussy, it’s slipping further into Arethusa’s tight rectum. I can see that it’s trying to conform to her tight hole, and feel terrible for the pain I know I’m causing her, but I don’t have enough control to stop. I aim a couple more shots of saliva at where we’re connected, and within a few seconds, I’m fully ensconced within her colon.

I can feel her crying as her body shakes, and I whisper, “It’ll be over soon.”

Making sure my thighs are together so that the demon can’t see that I’m not in the proper orifice, I grip her hips, and as slowly as I can manage so as not to cause any undue pain, I pull out of her. I’m a little uncomfortable like this as short as she is, but know I need to keep up the ruse. Just when I think I’m going to be able to pull all the way out, I feel my hips move forward again, and she grunts as my hips hit her soft rear.

Despite the fact that I’m being forced to do this, I can’t deny how good her sphincter feels as it grips along the length of my schlong. Deciding that I need to attempt to give her as much pleasure as possible, I bend forward, and let my right hand slide around between her legs, until I find the soft hair at the top of her crotch. My fingers dig for her clit, and she gasps as I pinch it.

“Yes,” Marchosias croons in his deep baritone, “give in to your desires and enjoy it.”

I’d almost forgotten about our audience, but I concentrate on my task. I can’t even spare a thought for Angela. My left hand moves up her back, avoiding her wings, and then around to her hanging breast. I begin tweaking her nipple while still working on her clit. After a few moments of me still pounding into her rectum, she actually begins to moan.

Knowing that I’m no longer causing her complete pain, allows my climax to come quicker. “I’m sorry,” I tell her again as I start to unload into her colon. For a second I can feel my energy levels droop as a portion of my soul transfers to her. Then my energy levels rebound, and I realize that she’s also climaxing.

We both collapse to the floor, and I slip from her bum as we both pant in the culmination of our bliss.

“You two are now permanently tied to each other,” Marchosias laughs as he stands over us. With another wave of his hands, I find my clothes have returned, and Arethusa is returned back to her normal size, her slender form weeping gently on my chest.

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Chapter 13

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Revelations

“What were you thinking?” Angela angrily demands of me. We’re walking back through the cave after leaving Marchosias’s lair. Arethusa is standing on my right shoulder, her fist balled up in my hair, holding on tight. “Do you have any idea how dangerous that was? He could have killed all of us in an eye blink if he’d wanted to.”

“I’m sorry,” I say defensively. “I couldn’t stand to leave her there captured like that!”

“She’s just a pixie!” Angela continues as if I hadn’t spoken. “A little fairy that means very little in the greater scheme of things.”

I can’t believe I just heard that. “I don’t care how big or small they are, if they’re sentient, then I have a responsibility to help when I can.”

“You don’t know how they think,” she counters. “She wouldn’t have done the same for you. They’re fickle and have no loyalties.” She shakes her head as she examines the little creature on my shoulder. “Whenever a fairy helps you out, be very careful. There is always an ulterior motive, and usually it’s nothing more than for their own entertainment.”

Arethusa hasn’t said a word since returning to her original size of only about four inches, and I hope that the events in the demon’s home weren’t too traumatizing for her. I feel guilty for my part in it, but I really had no choice. It had taken all of my effort to mitigate the punishment. Even so, I can tell that she’s keeping her knees spread to mitigate the discomfort of her ravaged rear.

“I said I was sorry,” I can’t keep the tone of defensiveness from my voice.

“Sorry?” Angela continues to berate me. “Didn’t you catch when he’d said he knows
everything
that happens in his cavern? That’s how he knew we were coming. He knew what you were doing the entire time you were in the other room. Do you know how hard it was for me to sit there immobile, and watch you take that fairy’s virginity? Do you even realize what doing that to her means?”

The demon had been aware of me masturbating on the fairy? “I didn’t have a choice,” I remind the succubus. “He was controlling both of us, and no I don’t know what it means.” She doesn’t yet know that I didn’t really take Arethusa’s maidenhead, and I don’t dare let her know until we’re out of this cavern.

“You need to remember that things are very different here,” she says after letting out a big sigh. Some of her anger is gone, but there’s still an edge to her tone. “Remember how I told you that when succubae mate, portions of their souls get swapped?” I nod that I remember. How could I forget something like that? “Well, it’s a lot more powerful for fairies or sprites. When they lose their virginity, they don’t just transfer a portion of their soul. Their
entire
soul gets transferred via the blood of their broken hymen.”

“But doesn’t that kill them?” I ask, mortified at the thought, until I realize that Arethusa is still alive, and if it was supposed to kill them, Marchosias would have known about the ruse.

The look Angela sends at the sprite on my shoulder also gives me my answer as well. “It’s different for them, but it’s a fate worse than death. They don’t need their soul to be within their body. When their soul transfers to someone else, it links the two. Fairies literally mate for life. Now you two are permanently connected. If she ever gets too far away from you, she
will
die, and die very painfully.”

The thought crosses my mind that hymens can be broken by other means than just intercourse, and wonder what that must be like. The picture of a fairy being eternally tied to a bicycle would almost be comical, if it wasn’t so serious.

The sound of the working Cyclopes reach us, and we grow silent as we enter their area.

My mind wonders over what Angela just revealed to me. If I hadn’t been able to divert my cock to Arethusa’s secondary hole, she would be permanently linked to me now. I understand why the tiny woman had been so adamant about not giving that up to me. Staying an unsoiled maiden must be a top priority for her kind.

Turning a corner, I can see the Cyclopes working through the ovoid hole in the cavern wall. Looking at the powerful creatures, I make sure every step I take is as silent as can be. I still don’t understand how they can hear anything over the racket they’re making, but I don’t care to risk it either.

Unfortunately, that’s the point Arethusa decides to become vocal.

“No! I-I can’t. No more. Not again!” Without warning she leaps from my shoulder, flying down the lengthy cave. I watch in horror as, in unison, every single-eyed Cyclopes looks up from their hammering to stare at us. They look from Angela, to me, and back again. I don’t like the way they begin to grin and lick their lips.

“Lyden,” Angela yells in the sudden silence, “
RUN
!!”

My legs are already in motion as I take off in the direction the fairy had flown. With my additional speed, I’m easily able to keep up with the succubus, and in only a couple seconds I see Arethusa ahead of me. Reaching out, I grab the thin creature in my hand, and haul her along. Despite our speed, I can hear the Cyclopes behind us, and gaining ground. I don’t remember how much further we have to go for the exit, and even that won’t mean freedom from the coming horde. With their speed, there’s no chance of making it to the Orange Bubble.

Even if I can get there in time, I can’t countenance bringing the one-eyed monsters anywhere near Lisa and AnnaBelle.

The succubus is slightly ahead of me. I put on a bit more speed, throwing everything I have into my legs to catch her, and hand the terrified fairy over to the succubus.

“Take her,” I yell. “I’ll try to buy you as much time as I can.”

“Lyden, NO!” she yells, but I ignore her.

Even as I begin to slow down, I know it’s hopeless. Weaponless, and without even the skills at martial arts that Lisa possesses, I won’t stand a chance against these monsters. But if I’m lucky, they’ll slow down to chew on my carcass long enough for Angela and Arethusa to escape.