Suddenly A Succubus
Chapter 26.3

“Well, gentlemen? It would be rude to keep her waiting, wouldn’t it?” Brandon began undressing, and the other two quickly followed suit. They were practically tripping over themselves, struggling to get their clothes off as they continued leering at Amara’s curves. As she waited, her tail flicked back and forth in excitement. When they had finished undressing, Brandon stepped closer, crossing into the circle. He paused, just for a second, and when Amara didn’t do anything, his smug grin returned. “Kiss me, pet.”

Leaning forward, Amara threw her arms around Brandon’s shoulders and kissed him. Her hands played with his hair, and her tongue pushed into his mouth as she moaned in excitement. His arousal was delicious, and the more she fed, the more she could tell that he hadn’t had sex in months, possibly longer. The closet he’d probably gotten was when he’d trapped her under the Science Building, and even then, he’d refused to touch her. Now, his hands eagerly moved over her waist, traveling down before grabbing her ass and squeezing it hard.

She also grew aware of Chris and Mark, who had started moving closer. While Brandon clearly wasn’t ready to pass her off yet, the other two seemed more than happy to start inspecting her demonic features. One of them grabbed her tail, fingernails tracing its length as she continued flicking it seductively. The other caressed her wings, squeezing them tight as if to test how real they were.

When Brandon finally yielded, he gestured at his friends to take their turns. Chris moved in first, his approach much gentler. There was a strange hesitancy in his movements, as if he were both scared and mesmerized by her presence. She rather appreciated the awe in his eyes, and she happily pulled him in for a kiss. For her plan to work, she needed him to be more indulgent, and she had to figure out a way to bypass his apparent insecurities. As they continued making out, her tongue reaching deep into his mouth, she let her hands explore his body. The extra attention immediately reflected in his aura, and she had a feeling she knew what he wanted.

Mark was next. His gaze was harsher, more lecherous, and he grabbed her hair tight before pulling her close. When her hands moved to his body, she didn’t notice the same excitement she did with Chris, he clearly wanted something else. The hand holding her hair soon pulled back, forcing her to angle her head away and expose her neck. His rough demeanor gave her an idea, and she decided to test her theory; rather than feigning appreciation, she pretended to wince in pain. The instant she did, she noticed an immediate change in his aura, and she knew she’d found his weakness.

He doesn’t just like it rough, he wants it to hurt. He’s a sadistic little fuck, and I’m going to enjoy breaking him when this is finished.

Now that everyone had gotten a chance to introduce themselves, Amara looked back at Brandon for instructions. She needed to continue selling the idea that he was in control, as she knew that’s what he wanted.

“On your knees, pet,” Brandon said.

“Yes Master!” Amara quickly kneeled, settling on her knees as the three men circled around her. For a brief moment, she reflected on what was happening, realizing that this would be her first time engaging in group sex. It certainly wasn’t ideal, and she made a note to put together some proper group fun when this was all over. Still, despite the specific context, it was certainly nice to be the center of attention, and she didn’t even have to hide her demonic features.

She now found herself at eye level with three incredibly excited cocks. They were all rock hard, pointing straight at her, and Amara knew exactly how to start. She needed to give deference to Brandon, and she wrapped her tail around his legs to pull him closer. His hands moved to her horns, holding them tight, and she licked her lips while trying to push forward. Surprisingly, Brandon stopped her, holding her back. “Ah ah, my pet. I want you to ask for it. Beg like the servant you are.”

“Please, Master! Please let me suck your cock! I want it so badly!” Amara pleaded, her eyes glowing bright. Every chance she had to show off her demonic nature would be to her advantage; he loved her inhuman nature.

“Good girl, you can start.”

Within moments, Amara had sucked Brandon’s cock into her mouth. Her lips wrapped tight around it, and her tongue massaged every inch of him. His moans filled the chamber, and he continued holding her horns as she started bobbing up and down on his shaft. Now that Amara had a way to keep him occupied, she let her hands wander to the other men. They were standing on opposite sides of her, perfectly spaced for her hands to grasp each of their cocks and begin stroking.

She noticed their auras begin to shift as she started pleasuring them all. Arousal was delicious, and Amara was able to pull quite a bit from it, but there was a different flavor at play once actual pleasure began. It was like the difference between smelling a delicious dinner and taking that first bite, though in Amara’s case, she wasn’t planning on biting. Yet.

Knowing how much men liked a good show, Amara made sure to play up how loudly she was sucking Brandon off. She moaned, slurped, spit, and gagged as she did everything possible to keep her guests entertained. Her hands continued stroking the other two cocks, and she even made her tail snake up Chris’ body to tease him further. He seemed to enjoy a softer, more intimate touch, and the extra attention was best given to him. Mark, on the other hand, needed to be given opportunities to think he was hurting her.

Thankfully, she knew exactly how to give him that chance. She finally pulled her mouth off Brandon’s cock, a long line of spit lingering from its head to her lips. She left her mouth open and her tongue out, knowing how much guys loved that visual, and turned to face Mark next. She looked up at him, doing her best to appear demure and innocent, then pitched up her voice and said, “Please be gentle, Sir.”

Predictably, Mark did no such thing. His aura twitched at the opportunity to deny her request, and he grabbed her horns, holding them tight. Without an ounce of regret or hesitation, he pulled her down fast, his cock pushing deep into her mouth and causing her to gag loudly. Her eyes went wide, imitating surprise, and she pretended like she wasn’t as experienced with deep throating to give him a goal. He started fucking her face harder and harder, desperate to feel his entire cock inside her mouth, and after a few moments Amara relented. Her throat opened up, pulling him deep inside, and she was rewarded with another helping of sadistic satisfaction.

As he continued holding her horns, using her mouth no differently than he would use a cheap toy, Amara started to sense subtle differences in everyone’s auras. At the Halloween party, she’d gotten good enough at reading auras to tell where people were directing their affections, but nothing else. She also knew that auras could reveal who was sleeping with who, but this was different. The only aura reflected in the three men standing around her was her own, and there were still more differences to be found.

Since, at the moment, she simply had to let Mark have his fun, she let herself focus on these subtle differences. Mark’s arousal, and pleasure, felt significantly more aggressive than the others. He was like a storm on the ocean, roiling and thrashing, not caring who got caught in his path.

Brandon’s aura was firm and steady, but slightly oppressive. He had taken to calling her a pet, and he clearly wanted to make that a reality. Chris, on the other hand, had the softest aura. He was enjoying himself, obviously, but there was some hesitation. Amara wondered what lies he’d been fed; had they told him she wasn’t to be treated like a person? That she would do anything and everything to try and turn the tables? At the end of the day, he was still happily going along with this magically coerced gangbang, but at least he wasn’t treating her like a lifeless doll.

After a few more minutes of letting Mark facefuck her, it was eventually time to switch it up again. She turned towards Chris, his aura jumping in excitement, and she leaned in to slowly kiss the tip of his cock. Her hands wrapped around the base of his cock, gently stroking it, while her tail reached higher to playfully trace circles on his back.

It only took a brief minute of teasing before she sensed that Chris wanted more, and she began sucking his cock in earnest. He seemed to prefer long, steady strokes, her lips traveling the entire length of his cock with each thrust of her head. In contrast to the other boys, when Chris reached for Amara, he didn’t grab her horns. His fingers lightly played with her hair, massaging the side of her scalp as she used her tongue to massage his shaft. In his excitement, he almost lost control and started cumming, but Amara was able to pull him back with a gentle squeeze at the base of his shaft.

“C’mon Chris, you’re wasting her fucking talents!” Mark said. “Did you see how hard she can take it?”

“I don’t know how she’s doing it, but she knows exactly what I like. It’s unreal, it’s like she’s in my head!” Chris continued moaning, his hands still playing with her hair as he started slowly thrusting into her mouth.

Before he could continue, however, Brandon spoke up again. “I think I’m tired of waiting. Amara, lean forward and place your hands on the ground. Present yourself like a good pet.”

Amara felt another wave of compulsion wash over her, and she immediately noticed how much its effects had lessened. She was already strong enough to resist it, and she hadn’t even gotten anyone to cum yet. She had no plans to show her hand this early, however, and let the compulsion guide her movements. She leaned forward, settling comfortably on all fours, and arched her back to show off her perfect ass.

She'd learned during her photoshoot just how much her body had changed. She had never been prudish in her old life, and still had a couple spicy pictures she’d sent old partners, and when she compared the two the differences were obvious. Not only had her breasts grown slightly, but no matter what she wore they always appeared as if they were supported by a push-up bra. Her ass had changed much the same way; slightly bigger, but also rounder and more firm. As she presented herself for the lust-drunk cultists around her, she could feel their eyes drinking in every inch of her, and she swelled with pride.

That’s right, idiots. Worship this body, it’s all you’re good for.

She watched as Mark walked in front of her, throwing a clean towel on the ground before kneeling himself. Without asking, he grabbed Amara’s horns again and pulled her head down, pushing inside her mouth again. He was just as eager to be rough with her, and just like last time, it meant she didn’t need to focus on keeping him entertained. Her tail continued flicking back and forth, and she felt Brandon kneeling behind her. He grabbed her tail, wrapping around his wrist, and held it tight while his other hand started massaging her ass. He squeezed it tight, slapped it a few times, and eventually caved to his desires once more. Grabbing her hips, he lined himself up with her pussy and slowly pushed inside her.

Amara made sure to moan loudly as he did. Not only did she need to put on the perfect show, and not only was the attention making her incredibly horny, but her connection to everyone’s auras was pushing her overboard. She was effectively feeling the pleasure of three people at once, and Chris was still waiting on the sidelines for a chance to join in.

It proved to be too much, and her entire body shook with pleasure. She had stopped caring about the context, about the fact that they’d summoned her here with the intent of controlling her; right now, she knew she was in control, and she was eager to enjoy her first gangbang. Waves of orgasmic pleasure surged through her, her muscles tensing and relaxing over and over. Both the cocks inside her felt amazing, and she could feel her own pleasure reverberating out into the two men fucking her at the moment.

When her first orgasm subsided, she immediately noticed that Chris had gotten on his back and moved underneath her. His hands eagerly cupped her tits, softly massaging them as he bit and sucked on her nipples. Amara was genuinely surprised by this, especially after Brandon had told them her own pleasure didn’t matter, but Chris seemed to be enjoying himself regardless.

The extra attention felt amazing, and it drove Amara even further into depravity. She began meeting Brandon’s thrusts as hard as she could, eager to experience more pleasure, and Mark seemed to enjoy the chance to fuck her throat even harder. She was now bouncing between the two men, frantically moaning as she did everything she could to fuck them harder. It was honestly surprising that they hadn’t cum yet, not that she was complaining.

Without warning, Mark pulled out of her throat and began slapping her cheeks, taunting her as he did. She didn’t mind in the slightest; he probably thought he was being rough with her, but she barely noticed his strikes. “Brandon, when do I get a turn? I want to feel this bitch’s pussy,” Mark said.

Amara pretended like she wasn’t paying attention, and was busy rolling her eyes to the back of her head to make it seem like she was blissed out of her mind. Her tongue was still out, unchanged from when Mark had been fucking her throat, and she could still feel Chris playing with her tits underneath her. With only one cock in her at the moment, she took advantage of the break to test her own abilities.

She felt mostly full, at least in terms of sexual appetite, which wasn’t surprising. She’d never fed on more than one person at a time, let alone three, and she felt ready to run a marathon. Normally, she would feel this way after getting Nick or Tessa to cum, and would then have at least a day or two before she needed to feed again. Tonight, though? She needed more, she needed to push herself. With her friends, she’d always kept her feeding somewhat in check out of fear she might take too much, but here she had no such hesitation. She had no idea what was waiting for her in the main chamber, and she refused to leave anything to chance.

She felt Brandon push down on her back, then stand up. His cock left her pussy, and she briefly shivered with pleasure at the unique sensation. “Have at her, Mark. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.”

In no time at all, Mark was suddenly behind her, and his thick cock was bottoming out in her pussy. He was certainly thicker than Brandon, and clearly had every intention to be just as rough as he had with her mouth. He didn’t seem to care about her tail and was instead slapping her ass with everything he had. They soon found a rhythm, Amara matching his thrust with her own, her moans echoing throughout the chamber now that her mouth wasn’t in use.

As Mark continued fucking her, Chris moved in front of her, and she licked her lips in preparation. However, when he stood up, she noticed that he was still staring at her tits, watching them bounce in time with the fucking. Figuring out what he wanted, she began spitting and drooling on her tits, pushing them together and playing with them. Chris’ aura indicated this was the right call, but she had a feeling he might be hesitant to take what he wanted. “Chris, will you please come fuck my tits? They’re so wet already, they need a hard cock between them…”

Her suggestion pushed him over the edge, and he stepped closer. Amara happily wrapped her tits around his shaft, and after a few moments to catch her bearings, started stroking his cock. She continued holding her tits, pushing them together, and she continued drooling on them as she bounced up and down.

With Chris and Mark now occupied, she knew she couldn’t forget about Brandon, and sought him out with her tail. He was standing off to the side, no doubt enjoying the show, but her tail pulled him closer. It wrapped around his cock, gently stroking it before surrounding it entirely. Just like she’d practiced with Nick dozens of times, she let the muscles in her tail flex at different intervals, massaging Brandon’s cock without needing to stroke it. The novelty seemed to be a good idea, as his aura grew brighter yet again.

Amara continued feeding, now already past her previous limits, and she could feel her body growing hotter and hotter. The candles around the room had started flickering brighter, and she felt as if her skin were humming with untapped potential. She expanded her senses and discovered that all three guys had brought their phones with them; that wouldn’t do. Without missing a beat, she summoned tiny sparks of hellfire inside the three phone cases, likely shorting them out for good. If her control was as strong as she thought, the damage wouldn’t be visible unless they opened their phones to look inside.

She saw the signals from the phones die and grinned with excitement. This was almost too easy.

Next, she moved her eyes away from Chris and began staring at Brandon. She continued fucking everyone, taking caution not to show any suspicious initiative, but did her best to make a face that pleaded for more. Brandon, thankfully, seemed to take the hint.

“Alright boys, how about we move on to the main event?” Brandon said. After another surge in everyone’s auras, Mark and Chris both pulled their cocks away from Amara. “Chris, lay down, will you?”

The blonde-haired boy nodded, throwing a towel into the center of the circle before lying down. With another look at Brandon, Amara knew exactly what he wanted, and she moved to straddle Chris. She placed her hands on his chest, gently massaging him, and used her tail to line up his cock. After a few, playful bounces, she sank down onto his shaft and let out another moan.

“There’s a good girl,” Brandon said. “Mark, you seem to enjoy her mouth. Make sure you put those horns to good use.”

Mark nodded, standing in front of Amara once again. His grip was as rough as ever, and he grabbed her horns tight before pulling her mouth to his cock. She did her best to gasp and gag, making him think he was being too rough with her to keep him excited. Finally, Brandon moved behind her, briefly grabbing her hair and pulling her off of Mark’s cock.

“As for me, pet? You’ve been a pain in my ass for far too long. I think it’s time I returned the favor.” Brandon released her hair, giving Mark the okay to resume fucking her face. She felt his hands slide down her back, slapping her ass hard before grabbing her tail again. He wrapped it around his fist again, then began lining his cock up with her tightest hole. To his credit, he took his time; he valued obedience more than cruelty, so this wasn’t too surprising. After a few moments of careful prodding, however, his cock pushed inside her ass.

Thank goodness I just practiced anal with Nick.

The sensation of having her ass and her pussy filled at the same time was unreal. While previously she’d been able to split her focus, to test the limits of the magic, now she didn’t care to try. Every fiber of her being, every thought that crossed her mind, was entirely focused on how full she felt. A second, tempestuous orgasm overtook her, racing through her body as she twitched with pleasure. It was as if she were being split in two, the sensation amplified by the strange magical humming of her body. Every tiny movement was incredible; the cock in her pussy would twitch, and she would feel it reverberate through her ass. When the cock in her ass pushed deeper, it caused her pussy to squeeze the other cock even harder. Time itself seemed to slow, and by the time she started to get used to this feeling, she realized that only a few seconds had passed. Her second orgasm started to dwindle, and knew she needed to keep pushing.

Eager for more, Amara pushed back, and immediately felt both cocks bottom out inside her. She tried her best to moan, to scream out with pleasure, but the cock in her mouth prevented such exclamations. Instead, she did everything she could to start bouncing her ass, eager to feel more. Brandon seemed to sense her eagerness, and he began fucking her in earnest. She met his thrusts with her own, bouncing up and down on Chris’ cock as well, both guys starting to moan.

In front of Amara, Mark was still eagerly holding her horns and fucking her face, but she could tell he was getting tired. In fact, it seemed like all of them were. Their auras were shaking, close to orgasm, and she was determined to see this through to the end.

Amara found the rhythm she was looking for, and began taking all three cocks balls deep with every thrust. Mark would bottom out in her throat just as the cocks behind her threatened to leave her holes, then she would fall back and reverse everything. She let her wings join in the fun, lifting her up and down, giving her the ability to fuck everyone that much harder. The base of her tail was still in Brandon’s grasp, but she had the rest of it snake around his waist, holding him tight. Underneath her, Chris reached up for her tits and began squeezing them again, pinching her nipples as he massaged them. Every single guy now had everything they wanted, and they were incapable of holding back anymore.

For one brief moment, just before everything exploded, Amara filled with pride as she realized she’d managed to bring three separate men to orgasm at the exact same time.

The moment was quick, however, and soon everything changed. All three men began cumming, their cocks twitching as load after load filled all three of her holes. She’d always loved the feeling of a hard cock emptying itself inside of her, but three at once? Absolute bliss beyond comprehension. A third orgasm crashed into her, its intensity catching her off guard. This wasn’t just her orgasm, it was four at once, and she could barely process all the sexual energy she was absorbing. It raced through her at breakneck speeds, threatening to leave her already satiated body, but she refused to let it go.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, this time not even for show, and her screams of ecstasy filled the chamber. She hadn’t noticed before, but after swallowing the first couple bursts of Mark’s load, he’d apparently pulled out of her mouth. He was now coating her face with his cum, and she was more than happy to take it. She didn’t want him to leave, though, not yet, and she wrapped her hands around his cock to continue pleasuring him. Her body continued shaking, both from her own pleasure, and from the excited thrusts of the two men orgasming behind her. She still had a firm grip of their auras, as well as their cocks, and something deep inside her whispered that she wasn’t finished yet.

Amara’s senses expanded yet again, and she refocused on her connection to everyone’s auras. She’d gotten so used to feeding, to taking sips of energy, but could she do more? She reached into those auras, searching for the source of the pleasure, when something strange happened. It felt like grabbing a lightning rod in the middle of a storm; not only was she buzzing with energy, but she had found something deep inside these men, something delicious. She pushed her will through everyone’s auras, amplifying the sensation by physically squeezing all the cocks in her grasp. Her pussy, her ass, even her mouth returned to the cock in front of her, and she redoubled her efforts to pleasure everyone.

More. I want more!

Something inside of Amara snapped, as if a dam had been built around her inner fire, and she had finally broken through. She didn’t just want to feel everyone cum again, she needed it. She deserved it. They needed to pay for what they tried to do to her, and she didn’t hesitate to pull more energy through their auras. All three cocks inside her had started fading, their orgasms past, but somehow Amara breathed new life into them. All three began twitching once more, more cum filling her, and she was just as surprised as they were.

A second round of orgasms rushed through her, extending her own pleasure even more. Was this a fourth orgasm? Or had the last one never even stopped? She found it hard to care as her body kept bouncing and twitching, extracting every ounce of cum it could.

She felt her hair begin to float of its own accord, the tips beginning to catch fire. All around the room, even outside the magic circle, bursts of purple hellfire appeared, extensions of Amara’s will that could no longer be contained. She could feel the room growing hotter by the second, the heat felt incredible. The robes piled in the corner caught fire, and the door began to burn, its hinges glowing bright.

Amara rode out the last seconds of her orgasm, focusing on the incredible amounts of energy circulating both through and around her. She didn’t quite understand how she was controlling it all, but it felt right. These men had tried to break her; she was merely taking what she was owed.

Her own orgasm finally subsided, and she took advantage of her newfound clarity to look around. Mark, Chris, and Brandon seemed exceptionally exhausted. They were panting heavily, and Amara swore their skin had paled somewhat. Their own orgasms were also starting to fade, and they seemed to be trying to pull themselves back together again.

Amara pulled her mouth off of Mark’s cock, leaning back as she stretched her back. Her body felt incredible, every tiny movement reinforced how strong she’d gotten from her feeding. She no longer felt like she could run a marathon, she felt ready to run twenty. Her back cracked, and she felt her claws begin to appear. Rather than fight this urge, she found it funny. From deep inside her, a place she’d only just discovered, laughter formed. It grew louder and heartier, her rapturous glee reflected in every sweltering flame in the room, and she felt the men around her begin to panic.

“What are you doing?!” Brandon screamed. “Stop this! NOW!!”

With a powerful thrust of her wings, Amara jumped to her feet. Her tail twitched towards Mark, colliding with his side and sending him flying against a wall. Underneath her, Chris began panicking and crawled for the nearest corner. Amara then turned to Brandon, the two of them still in the magic circle, and she stared at him. She could feel hellfire dancing around her eyes, and when she spoke, an unnatural growl seemed to accompany her words.

“I am no pet, Brandon. You cannot control me!”

She reached out, grabbing Brandon by his neck and pulling him close. He felt so fragile in her hands, and a sinister voice urged her to end him.

It would be so easy.

Her fingers twitched, the hellfire around her surged once more, and a brief moment of clarity hit her. She was still Amara, but something had changed. Was this the creature that had come out on Halloween? No, she was still herself. There would be no one else to blame for her actions tonight. No matter the source of her power, she refused to give in to temptation. Although it took every fiber of her being, she refused to kill Brandon.

But he deserves it, doesn’t he? He won’t stop unless you make him!

Her head twitched, the war inside her thoughts burning bright. It was like staring into a twisted mirror, every dark thought she’d ever had reflecting back at her.

I won’t! I’M NOT A KILLER!!

Whatever power now coursed through her veins, it was both incredible and terrible. She needed to get rid of it, and she knew what needed to happen. She spun on her heel, throwing Brandon through the door behind her. The door, already weakened, shattered from the impact, exposing the hallway outside. Amara walked towards the edge of the magic circle, its energy still trying to hold her, and casually walked through it. The barrier dissipated easily, and she stepped into the hallway.

Picking Brandon up again, she pinned him to the wall.

“Where is the ritual?!”

Fear filled Brandon’s eyes, which quickly glanced down the hallway to her right. With one last smirk, she tossed him aside and started running.