616: Limits (18++)
“Alright, now what?” Ember asked Beatrice after she recovered from her most recent throat checkup. The redhead stood next to Beatrice with crossed arms and watched the dickgirl on girl foursome—hardly anything special by the succubus’s adventure standards.
“Oh, she can speak?” Leila asked Beatrice.
“Pardon?” Ember’s crossed arms moved ever so slightly.
“So, is she your personal pet?” Leila continued the questioning before Beatrice could even respond. “Your test subject? My first hypothesis would have been ‘just another slut you’ve picked up on the street’, but I don’t remember seeing her in the city.”
“Would you like another try at guessing, you hooded cock-sleeve?” Ember asked, her strained smile twitching a little while a small flame appeared in the overturned palm of her hand.
“Oh, a petty insult,” Leila yawned, quickly losing interest in Ember. “Anyway, these two are amazing. They’ve cum so many times, yet still their dicks remain hard. Do they have no refractory period? Is it the result of your magic? Or is it their female ability to orgasm several times in a row taking over?”
“Y-You...” Ember’s flame petered out after the complete no-sale of her jab by the new hooded arrival.
“Both, most likely,” Beatrice said, trying to figure out the answer herself. “It depends on the level of arousal, doesn’t it? If a young man found himself fucking a hot girl who begged for his cock to inseminate her, he wouldn’t be very likely to lose his erection easily.”
“It’s not about hurting!” Leila insisted. “It’s to find out what sexual highs we can achieve as humans!”
“Sounds like you’d be right at home in a demon nest,” Ember said. “They’d push your limits and then some!”
“Ugh, disgusting,” Leila grimaced. “The sanctity of human bond aside, there is no point in pushing the boundaries with a species that seeks our enslavement and-or destruction.”
“Sanctity?” Ember asked. “Didn’t you mention horses—”
“Pets are just like toys, obviously that’s different,” Leila couldn’t believe she had to explain such basic things.
“You might have a point,” Beatrice said.
“She does?” Ember asked.
“Sure,” Beatrice nodded. “Some limits might be worth exploring...”
As the succubus said that, her tail slowly slithered up Leila’s dark blue tunic.