Literotic asexstories – Survive the Ritual by theWriterInTheNude,theWriterInTheNude
Dae — October 28th, the night of the full moon
Burning brimstone assaulted Dae’s nose as he was marched toward a glowing temple in the far corner of an obstacle-strewn array of challenges. Those blockades weren’t for the captured individuals being led to the ritual. They were there to impede their would-be rescuers. Dae could see his breath wafting through the gag in his mouth on each breath.
If it wasn’t for the heat coming off the glowing torch in the demoness’s hand beside him. It would be far too cold of a night for Dae in only a pair of boxer briefs. The mid-autumn night was unusually frigid for the region. A frost was expected by now, but those were typically experienced in the early morning. It was already well-low freezing tonight, and the sun had only been down for an hour.
Dae had just gotten done at the gym and barely got his clean underwear on when the demons had taken him. At least they let me put on my running shoes. Just socks on the cement would be unbearably cold. He knew the kidnapping had been inevitable as soon as he had signed the paperwork, but still, they’d managed to take him by surprise.
The makeup that ensconced his two captors was incredible. The taller of the succubi had the perfect striations and swirls of rich, warm, and dark-stained hardwood. Once they had arrived on the property, she was utterly nude like all the actors playing the parts of demons for the game. Dae knew the second figure well, though his interactions with the woman before hadn’t included the marbled crimson with cobalt veins that had a shimmer to them as the torch flickered.
Seven years ago, Mary Givens had been on the contest’s heroic instead of infernal side. The program that Dae had created almost got her to free her fiancé from his captivity, but she had arrived just after he had ejaculated and been lost to the summoning of the demon of lust. Miss Givens had then been strapped to a table and fucked by a demonically decorated human until she orgasmed and was filled with semen. Her defilement and pleasure contributed toward the sacrifices needed to achieve their diabolic goal.
Something similar would be in store for Dae-Seong if Renee couldn’t sweep in for his rescue. This was the twenty-fifth and likely final season of the reality competition that had revolved through games themed on the seven deadly sins.
After the season’s popularity revolved around lust, the games were put out a couple of times a year instead of just in October to coincide with the spooky season. That worked for a few years but got people tired of the concept faster. Especially since they didn’t want to revisit lust as it was primarily pay-per-view and flat-out illegal in less open parts of the world. It was hard to run again, but there was a simmering anger that the show wasn’t doing what made them popular.
Every season had to be heavily edited to obscure the nudity of the contestants and guardians depending on the events. The host was always naked and sometimes a participant. Lust was the only event that involved actual sex. The hours of footage shot that night were condensed to a one-hour special shown on premium streaming where they could get away with the nudity but not the penetrative sex. That was only on pay-per-view and, seven years later, ad-supported porn sites.
This round wasn’t purely the summoning of lust. It would be a combination of the most requested and most popular sins. Wrath would be sprinkled into the challenge for the guardians. Instead of researching in the angelic libraries to find the true names of the demons, Renee would have to win three wrestling matches against monsters in her way before she was pinned three times. That would get her a demon’s true name, and she would have to make it through the obstacle course without getting caught.
Renee making it through the wrestling portion wasn’t a concern for Dae. It was holding out long enough for her to perform her part. There wasn’t much he could do to contribute until he was free. His only participation would be holding out as long as possible if he was taken to the men’s altar.
The stench of the open flames ringing the temple got stronger as he was led by sword point up familiar stairs. Seven years ago, Dae had snuck up the incline dodging diabolic patrols as he went to rescue Renee inches before she was defiled. Had he not arrived when he did, they would not have been able to win. The players weren’t sacrificed until they came, but they would’ve needed another pair to complete the ritual at the night’s end. No other couples were close enough to have finished the contest with them.
The smell of burning sulfur was wholly overcome when they stepped into the carnal chamber at the crest of the stone temple. The scent of active sex overwhelmed the senses like a swift punch to the nose. The air went from being cold and dry to rainforest-like. Arrayed in a circle around the room were structures with a man or woman affixed by metal straps to the surface. Half the men and women had been stripped of their clothing and were waiting for one of the four altars that were the room’s focus.
Dae recognized nearly all of the figures atop the surfaces. They were all either part of the pair that made it the furthest in the competition that year or fan favorites that could be convinced to participate. Incubi and succubi flitted about the room, ensuring the males had hard cocks and the females had plenty of foreplay before taking them to the altars.
A clock and a gauge that looked like a thermometer were projected over the low burning fire that warmed the room and illuminated the daises populated with a pair of demons and a single player getting fucked by one of the diabolically painted creatures. Unlike the earlier competition, the men didn’t get a choice between oral, anal, or vaginal sex. This time it was all vaginal, though they got to decide if the succubus would ride them or doggy style. One of each was on display at the moment.
“Here’s your spot, Dae.” The shorter crimson demon cackled as they arrived at an open alcove. Ms. Given’s daring personality was shown through her makeup. Her spunk reminded him a lot of his wonderful wife. “Get up there unless you’re into electric play.”
To punctuate her sentence, Mary’s assistant sparked the device she had with her that looked like a cattle prod. Dae stepped onto the raised platform and let his tormentors belt his legs in with three padded metal straps per side. He didn’t fight back when they untied his hands and strapped them down.
“Watch! See what happens to the man who occupied this space before you.” The wooden-colored demoness hissed and held his face forward as a strap encircled his neck.
Dae had to play along. The pay for the night depended on how well and believably he performed. He nodded as he watched a beefy African American tied to the nearest altar. The succubus atop him was resplendent in gleaming golden skin. She had large breasts that shook spectacularly as she rose and fell. “Cum for me!” The demon demanded as she squeezed his testicles.
“Unnn!” The man croaked out as he came.
The succubus didn’t let him fill her with more than what had to be a single blast of cum before she got off him. Her hand shot to his mammoth sputtering cock. “That’s it! All of it!” She wanked him and nodded at the other succubus standing by the table. “My pussy must have felt really good.”
“Let your sperm hasten his arrival!” A switch beside the altar was thrown, and the man disappeared into an abyss below the structure. One last lance of sperm flew in an arc as he fell in the middle of his orgasm, and the succubus released him in a smooth motion. A blast of flame erupted from the void where the man had been as the gauge over the arena ticked up another notch. The pair of demons looked unperturbed as they leaned away from the fire.
That’s new. Dae thought as he watched. Although he had only briefly been in the sacrificial chamber the first time, Renee insisted they watch through the season and strategize when they agreed to participate again. One of the main complaints, outside of the protest that the show existed in the first place, was the blood. Even if people knew the action was faux, it skeeved them out. It had been replaced with an impressive burst of flames.
“Hang out here and watch. My second will be back to ensure you’re entertained. Then you will decide how you wish to fuck me before your sperm adds to the summoning.” The crimson demoness’s artificially purple eyes danced with mischief. She was relishing her role.
“Enjoy the show.” Her second hissed as they turned away from him. Dae watched as their round asses walked toward the portal on the far side of the room. Both ladies’ backsides were prodigious and tight-looking. He wondered how long each woman had to spend getting the full-body makeup put on.
“Did you come?” The golden succubus’s partner asked as they walked past him toward the portal.
“I was about to orgasm for the fourth time when he went off. I can tell why he was the Prime last time.” Their conversation continued, but Dae couldn’t hear it as they disappeared behind the portal.
The Prime was the leader of the demonic pack. Their job was to start and end the festivities and help the actors win the event. There was a multi-million dollar prize on the line this time around, and if the devils won, it would be split among all the incubi and succubi. There was also a handsome reward for each sex act completed by the creatures and contestants alike. Win or lose, Dae would be well compensated for the night.
His eyes closed for a moment as he thought of his family. The only reasons he had agreed to do this again were a. because he had already had sex on camera before and b. because the cancer had come back. They caught it early this time, but Dae couldn’t help worrying that his triplets and Renee wouldn’t be taken care of if it made a third return. Their business was doing well, and they were in a great place fiscally, but getting three kids through college without loans was his goal. Win the prize and invest something to ensure they’re cared for.
Dae opened his eyes and scanned the room. An incubus with skin that looked like lava glowing behind cracked basalt was railing into a petite woman with caramel-colored skin and long dark hair. A pair of smaller breasts shook with each thrust, and she shouted like she was having the best sex of her life.
“Harder! Play with my Clitty, or you’ll never make me cum!” The fiery woman yelled at her partner. The piston-like, black cock found a higher gear as he fucked the woman. An orange-colored succubus stood beside the missionary-style table with her hands on the lever as she chanted in Latin.
A thin, pale young man was on his knees with a topaz-colored succubus kneeling in front of him. His chest and arms were tied to the rising cement on this new structure type. His ass and hips were free to fuck the demon before him. He was using that freedom to enthusiastically hump against the comely devil. For being so thin, his cock was meaty and thick as it plunged into the pink pussy.
The entire body paint and makeup couldn’t extend to the sex itself. It wasn’t vagina safe. Lurking in the shadows, just out of the view of the mounted cameras, was a platoon of safety workers that ensured that while the sex and stunts looked real for those watching at home, everyone was staying as safe as possible.
On the fourth altar, a voluptuous and curvaceous brunette appeared to be nearing the finish of her battle, with the molted sliver incubus railing her from behind. The man’s pale cock was enormous, but that seemed to par for all the incubi. Dae watched as her whole body started to shake, and she shrieked formlessly out into the softly burning cauldron at the center of the room. The beast behind her quickened his strokes and suddenly stiffened as he unloaded inside her. For the women to score, and why they were worth double the points as the men, both partners had to cum simultaneously.
The silvery beast’s claws clutched at the woman’s weighty breasts before his second pulled the lever, and the woman disappeared into the void with a gout of flames. The incubus hadn’t finished cumming, and a few spurts were flung into the fire. A harness kept him from toppling down after the woman. An evil-looking hand stroked his cock through the last drooling shots as the incubus didn’t seem bothered by the flames.
The first structure Dae had seen employed was already being repopulated, but curiously, it wasn’t by another succubus and a male. Instead, a bubbly, petite Latina was dancing as she brought a bronze-looking incubus in her wake. When she got to the table, the bronze demon’s alabaster second shoved the woman roughly onto the surface and started tying the Latina’s arms behind her back. She would employ the altar in much the same way Renee was about to when Dae got there all those years ago.
“Fuck that was good!” The silver-splotched incubus stepped with purpose toward the portal.
“I called dibs on that one!” His second didn’t appear to be at all happy.
“Then you lost your rights to participate. Next time, you will learn not to anger the Prime.” The demon’s horrid face contorted into a smile. “You were right about her, though.”
Any more conversation was arrested by whatever enclosed the portal. Dae wanted to explore how the show was accomplishing some of its magic but wouldn’t likely discover all the mysteries. He wasn’t sure how the woman who was being lifted and hung by her arms over a broad elastic band hung securely on the ceiling would be dumped into the void when she climaxed. The bronze beast scrabbled onto the platform and held up his shiny, lubed cock for the Latina to fall upon.
There was zero hesitation. You weren’t supposed to resist once you passed a specific time limit in the chamber. You could decide to bow out, and the demons still asked for consent, but if you didn’t exercise one of those outs, you were to be excited about the prospects of sex with one of the devils. It was supposed to be a magical property of the chamber.
Sex on camera was a significant payday, paid in full once a contestant was defiled. Their partner could still save them at that point, but the prize money would be split if they found another couple to complete the final ritual. The second couple would be the only way they could complete the cleansing ritual.
“You’re almost there. Oh! Can’t you fuck me any harder!?” The petite woman fucked in the missionary position, goaded her incubus to find another gear with his black cock.
“Harder than you can accept.” The cracking basalt of the creature formed into a smirk as his hips moved even faster.
“Prove it, big boy!” The woman taunted in return.
“You may regret that.” The man chuckled.
“That’s more like it! OH!” His partner yelled in bliss.
Dae wondered if the claws put on the incubi were sharp as they fondled the outsized breasts of the short woman. Her expression was the polar opposite of distress, though.
“OH! Fuck! FFFFfffff…. Fuck!” It only took a minute for the woman’s back to arch as she screamed and writhed in pleasure.
“Told you! Ernnn!” The beast taunted before his body tensed, and he came with the woman. The second didn’t let him cum for long before he pulled the lever. The still cumming woman fell with a scream. A harness kept him from falling with her as fire erupted from the hole. Rockets of evil semen kept pulsing for a half dozen blasts before the beast finished.
“You could have at least let me finish cumming.” The cracked lava form complained as he and his second mosied to the portal.
“You know the mistress’s rules. She wants them sacrificed as soon as incubus and humans are cumming.” His partner calmly explained.
“I know, but most of my semen must be within her first. You should have felt how her pussy was milking me.” The basalt beast didn’t seem embarrassed as he slowly worked the dregs of his orgasm from his cock.
“That good?”
“Her husband is a fortunate man. I hope he has fun with a succubus now that he can’t triumph.” The conversation was cut off as the portal let them pass.
“Is this one of the pair that gave you so much trouble last time?” A jeweled purple succubus with a proud stance was followed by a red incubus that Dae instantly recognized.
“It was more his partner that was to be my prize.” The statuesque brick-red devil with curling ram’s horns was supposed to mate with Renee and end her night. “He did learn my true name, though, and I understand that he got several guardians’ names so they could harass our operations. Can we fast-track his demise?”
“Only so much. We must follow the rules.”
It took a moment to connect the dots as a niggling recognition started to form in his brain. The woman fulfilling the role of the Prime was another contestant from the last lust-based event. She was the second most famous on the show. Dae wasn’t sure why a woman had agreed to participate while a virgin. The camera caught her losing her virginity to an incubus. She also claimed to never have experienced an orgasm before having a pair on camera.
The Prime had a blazing poise that the timid eighteen-year-old had not displayed seven years ago. She had bloomed into a gorgeous woman with indomitable confidence. Like all the succubi and incubi, the woman’s pubic hair was removed. Probably easier to paint skin than hair.
“Or, I could claim this one and force him to watch for hours without satisfaction.” The Prime ran a clawed finger down Dae’s chest. “It would appear that he is enjoying the show already.” She grabbed Dae’s cock through the material of his underwear. Precum was leaking through his breathable shorts. “A couple hours could be tortuous.” The succubus had pointed silver teeth as she smiled.
“Do not make the mistake of underestimating his partner. That was my greatest blunder.” The formerly boisterous demon seemed contrite in his observations.
“That’s fine. I have my eyes on another specimen to end the show.” The pair slinked off toward the altars to survey the fun.
“No!” The thin man bucking into the topaz-colored demoness struggled out as he started to cum. The succubi crashed forward, and he sprayed ropes onto the woman’s back. He couldn’t touch his cock as it bobbed and splashed thick lines across the demoness. As he started to slow down, the other succubus at the table said her words and pulled the lever. Tongues of flame flickered out as the man vanished with a yelp.
I wonder what it’s like to fall in the middle of an orgasm. This time, with a new method of disposing of the losers, guys, and girls got to practice falling from the contraptions. It was disconcerting that there was no warning when one fell into the waiting airbags a dozen feet below. Dae was hoping that he wouldn’t have to experience it again. Getting to that point alone would be a ready start to invest in his triplet’s future.
If Renee didn’t hurry, Dae would have to do the one thing he had never done with a woman other than his wife. He would have to fuck without a condom. He knew it wasn’t cheating since he had Renee’s full blessing to compete. If he had sex tonight, Ren would also find a demon to pair up with.
“It’s time.” A gravelly voice pulled Dae’s attention to a nearby alcove with a familiar figure about to be stripped. Having your clothing removed signaled the halfway point of being in the chamber and would start the captive being teased by demons in preparation to perform.
Renee — One month ago
“Ffffuuuuccccckkk!” Renee yelled out in utter ecstasy as Dae licked her pussy. Her whole body jerked as she plunged gleefully over another tall cliff and into a climax. Dae had gotten to know her body well in their seven years together. His powerful tongue lapped up the honey as it flowed from her, and she screamed into the empty front room.
“I thought we were going to pour a glass of wine and go slow, babe.” Dae smiled mischievously before coming in for a kiss, bringing a surplus of Renee’s nectar on his lips.
“You know what happens to us and plans.” She sat up. Their clothes looked like they had exploded from their bodies as they entered their house. They didn’t often get nights to themselves anymore between the triplets and Dae’s last year of cancer treatments. Her husband had just gotten to ring the bell for the second time a month ago.
“We usually luck our way into something better?” Dae smiled and came in for another kiss as he helped his wife to her feet.
“It’s been that way since we got together, hasn’t it?” Renee agreed that even with a second cancer scare, their lives had been very happy since they had won the competition.
“Everything that involves the prettiest woman in the world is. How often do we get a night without being outnumbered? We better put on something; food will arrive in a few minutes. Unless you want to answer the door like that.” Dae smiled lecherously.
Renee still didn’t think she was the most gorgeous woman, but it was clear that Dae-Seong wasn’t just exaggerating. He was confident in his assessment. She stayed in shape, keeping up with her PT regiment even well after she was no longer an active Marine, but the c-section scar that was now on her belly argued against that. Getting back into it after the pregnancy and the downtime after the birth had been difficult.
Renee and Dae thought they would get pregnant quickly once they started trying. However, having their kids took almost three years and fertility treatments. Of course, they ended up with three in the same pregnancy since they went off plans. Their two girls were identical, while their boy was fraternal, obviously. The fact that he tried to go breech, leading to the c-section, seemed to fit his ready, fire, aim personality. The energetic boy was probably what Renee had earned from being a wild child.
Their girls were beautiful, sweet, and vacillated between being personable and shy in equal measure. The trio had turned three a week after Dae had rung the bell. They were all three happy, healthy, and thriving in preschool.
Together, Ren and Dae were determined to provide their children with one thing that neither parent had growing up: a stable home. Renee’s parents were dead by the time she turned two, and she had been raised by her grandmother until she passed from a heart attack before Ren turned eight.
Dae never knew his father. His mother had been a touring classical musician and went on a circuit in South Korea. She returned to the States pregnant from a man she later discovered was a gangster in Busan. She made the decision to never inform the man of his son. His mother did pick a first name to honor his heritage, though. Unfortunately, Dae’s mother died in a car crash when he was young. As neither she nor Dae had other family, they bounced around foster care until they were eighteen.
Foster care was where the future couple met and became the only stability in each other’s lives for far longer than they had dated. If not for the competition seven years ago, they might never have gotten the kick to confess their prolonged simmering feelings and start dating instead of just living together.
The competition brought wealth to buy a home, a pair of wedding rings, and the seed money to incubate their IT service. They now had a crew of ten for their growing firm. Along with all the success, Renee and Dae had each gotten several serious inquiries from adult film producers for the pair to make movies for them. Still, they only wanted to have sex on camera once, at least for more than themselves.
Along with these, the show also brought family. Many of the participants were selected from the local region for the season of lust, and that shared experience had brought a source of commonality. It turned out that the people who would agree to be in a sex competition tended to be bereft of family. Now they had each other. Aunt Amber and Uncle Andre were watching the triplets.
Unlike Dae and Renee, who had come into the competition as a couple, Andre had played the part of an incubus, and Amber had been one of the kidnapped. Their first meeting, kiss, and sex were a highlight of the season. They found out after the recording that the pair also worked on graduate degrees at the same university. Their wedding was three years after the show, and the team had a little boy the same age as Dae and Ren’s triplets. Their babysitting tonight was a test to see if the couple wanted to add another to their family.
Dae had made more friends than Renee during the competition. It was far more accessible for the man to make connections when he was helping several of the other contestants find the names of the demons. Being tied up and watching other contestants and performers have sex didn’t allow a lot of networking. Caleb and Marnie were another erstwhile uncle and aunt for their children. Ren hadn’t made it through the show without making her own new friend. Leilani Kahele had been a succubus in the competition and an occasional lover of Renee and Dae until Ren got pregnant.
Leilani had come to them with a proposal a few weeks ago. She still hosted the sin-based reality show and wanted them to return. There had been a previous twentieth season of the show that was a cadre of all-stars from prior seasons. Renee had to refuse that time as she was pregnant. A pride-based season might have been easier to say yes to than another go at lust.
“Are you sure you want to do this, babe?” Renee wasn’t apprehensive about appearing naked again. The only one whose opinion mattered to her was getting dressed in the front room.
“Yeah, I need to do this, my love.” Dae paused before he pulled his shirt on.
Her husband was in fantastic shape with visible abs and rippling pecs. He believed that the cancer would return anytime he slacked in his training. The first time he had gotten sick had been when he started a position with a lot of on-call time and didn’t have time for the gym. The second was after the triplets came along, and neither had much time for anything except work and being outnumbered by three infants that never got on a similar sleep schedule.
Renee wasn’t sure why the man started with his socks, but his cock stood proudly from a waxed groin. His endowment was long and thick, the largest that Renee had ever been with, and his skill was as prodigious as his manhood. He had yet to get his satisfaction, which would come later and frequently, but they hadn’t thought they would get so distracted after ordering food from one of their favorite local restaurants. They spent too much time making out and Dae going down on her to get him off, but that would come.
“You don’t have to do anything, my dear.” Renee had been the one to suggest that they participate in the game after a talk with Leilani.
“I want to ensure my family is cared for if it ever returns.” Dae had paused to gather his thoughts as he pulled on his pants.
“We are. We have life insurance and a burgeoning company. Your doctors are vigilant, and I want you with me until we both grow old.”
There was a knock at the door before they could continue, and Ren went to answer it. She had expected to find Carter, the local places delivery driver that had been by enough for them to be on a first-name basis, but instead, it was an even happier tiding. Leilani was at the door with her new fiancé in tow.
“Are we interrupting?” Leilani looked uncharacteristically flustered.
“No, it’s fine, we were waiting for our dinner. The kids are at Andre and Amber’s.” Renee explained and watched Leilani’s expression fall to a frown. Although she spent much of her time in LA or home in Hawaii, Aunt Leilani was no stranger to the triplets. “When did you get in?”
“A few hours ago.” Lelani pulled her fit future husband into the room behind her.
“You haven’t reconned the site yet?” Renee led them to the kitchen to offer the group wine or whiskey.
“Nope, and I’m not going to.” Leilani was the host since the second season of the reality show they had all competed in. She had been a winner during the first season and was a fan favorite. She did far more than host, though, serving as a hands-on producer before the cameras rolled.
“They convinced her to compete again.” Fernando clutched his love close.
“Yep. I can’t believe I’ve been at this for eighteen years.” Leilani shook her head. “You two ready for some more competition?”
Seven years ago, Leilani had played a succubus that had playfully tormented Renee. She had been stunningly beautiful beneath white body paint with powder runes enscrolled on her skin. Silver accents and piercings completed the look. She, like Renee, was bisexual, and the pair had sex in the middle of the match so Ren could get the combination to the McGuffin needed to stop the ritual.
Their encounters didn’t end after the competition. Leilani was the only other woman invited into Ren and Dae’s bed. The three had many encounters before Renee got pregnant. The pair might have married in another world, but Dae-Seong had already stolen Ren’s heart. She still wanted Lei to move back to town. She was the only woman that stretched Renee and Dae’s wedding vows. She still shared their bed after marriage, but it only happened with Dae there. Even now, Ren was suppressing her desire to kiss the woman.
“Are you the abductee or the guardian, Leilani?” Dae joined them in the kitchen.
“Abductee. Nando is going to be the guardian. Which way are you two going?”
“We haven’t decided yet. Dae’s research was invaluable.” Renee set a glass of merlot in front of Leilani and a whiskey on the rocks by Fernando.
“I think guardian would be more your speed, Ren-Ran,” Leilani said with a smile. She was on the shortlist containing only two names allowed to call her by the moniker Dae had bestowed on her in their youth. It was a shorting of her first name and initials before she took Parker as her last name. Renee Aria Nelson belonged to a woman from a time when everything in life was far more challenging.
“Why’s that?” Ren had long ago stopped trying to argue against the nickname, though she had made it abundantly clear that the allowed list would never expand.
“Wrath means that there’s going to be fighting instead of research.” Fernando spilled the beans that were not supposed to be revealed until the week before the contest.
“What’s that going to involve?” Dae asked with a slight grimace from the burn of his whiskey.
“Something akin to wrestling or MMA. I can’t give you the exact rules as I don’t have them, but you’ll have to beat three succubi before you get pinned or tap out three times.” Leilani explained with a challenging smirk.
“I might be able to handle that.” Renee sipped her wine.
“It’ll be like the ancient Olympics, though.” Nando shrugged.
“Naked?” That wasn’t too much of a surprise as guardians were naked for the shows, but usually, the abducted could be clothed as they fought their way out; that was for everything but the lust domain.
“Uh-huh. Nando isn’t thrilled, but he’s playing along.” Leilani draped herself over her fiancé’s lap. She had previously been married to a women’s soccer pro, but this seemed different. Renee grokked that Leilani didn’t want to marry a woman if it wasn’t Ren.
“We have dinner on the way but can order more if you two don’t have plans.” Renee was slightly angling to see if Leilani wanted to stay and have fun like they used to when she was in town. Fernando would be a new complication, but an extra cock in on the fun could be entertaining too.
“We have a reservation at Maslowski’s in an hour, but thank you.” Leilani declined. Maslowski’s was a renowned chophouse where it could take six months to get a reservation on a Friday night. “You two don’t mind us hanging out until we have to go.”
“Nah. It would be nice to catch up.”
Dae — Back at the ritual
How’d I miss her? Dae thought as a cadre of five cloaked figures approached Leilani. She was the only one to appear in all twenty-five seasons of the show. The seasons had occurred over twenty years, with Lei going from a fresh-faced eighteen-year-old to a confident and seductive host.
Lei’s formal, red-sequined dress looked like she had come from a Hollywood award show. Long daggers emerged from the cloaks of the two closest cultists. Each took a side and seam to glide through as the garment fell to the dark-colored, sooty ground. It left Leilani topless, revealing an incredible set of fake breasts. They were round, perky, and almost perfect. No one could hold a candle to Renee, but Leilani would still make the podium.
Knowing she would be on camera, most likely naked, Leilani worked hard to stay in shape for her role. She had a tight core and a lean body. Although her persona as Winter the succubus had been exquisite, Dae preferred her without it. Her lightly curled, shiny dark hair and formal makeup completed the appearance that she had been somewhere very fancy before she was abducted by demons.
“Very nice.” The man playing the head priest sounded as creepy as ever as he ran a hand down Leilani. “The Great One will have fun with you, heh heh heh!” The sinister laugh sent a shiver down Dae’s spine. “As long as you’re still clean, that is.” The hooded figure pointed to where Lei had her blood drawn for STI testing.
Leilani nodded through her gag.
“We shall see.” The priest wrapped a hand around either side of her lacy pink panties and tugged in a solid motion. The fabric didn’t stand a chance against the vicious pull. Undoing the threads from her right leg took another yank as a brief, surprised expression graced her brown eyes. She’d been naked on camera in every season of the show, but there was something different about not having a disguise when having sex on camera.
Dae knew her svelte body well. His first introduction was her playing the seductive succubus that had portrayed the second to the Great One. Leilani relished toying with Renee as she prepared to have her couple with the gigantic red incubus. The woman had also aided in keeping Ren focused on trying to win. Lei’s setup of the elaborate line and altar for Renee to ride the red demon had allowed enough time for Dae to effect a rescue.
After the show, Leilani and Renee got close. Dae’s wife was a bisexual who liked playing with women. Dae didn’t feel jealous as he always got to watch, though Leilani was the only woman who ever shared their bed. On their third encounter, Renee asked if Dae could join in. He only helped Renee make Lei orgasm with his tongue and then had sex with Ren while she played with Leilani.
When Leilani was in town the following weekend, she brought a condom and asked if she could play with Dae. Renee encouraged them and toyed with Lei’s clit until the Polynesian woman came spectacularly. From then on, there was always a pack of condoms ready for Leilani’s return. That petered off once the triplets came along and Fernando entered the picture. That didn’t mean that Dae wasn’t enjoying the view of the naked beauty.
Leilani had her piercings in place. A pair of silver barbells pierced her nipples and had a matching design with her belly button ring. It was very likely that she had another one that matched at the top of her womanhood. It was always present when she joined Renee and Dae in bed.
“Very nice, Leilani.” The priest smiled. “You age like the finest vintage.” His voice was unnervingly creepy. “The Great One and the Prime have a special interest in ensuring that our traitor is taken care of, but not before you finally contribute to his summoning. Heh heh heh.” Another creepy laugh poured from his lips as the entourage slunk off to continue their duties.
“OH! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Dae’s vision was pulled toward the bronze demon with the petite Latina riding him. There was nothing passive about the incubus’s role beneath her. His mighty mitts were on either hip as he met each fall with a thrust. It looked like they were trying for a secondary prize for the evening. The audience elected the best sex scene, and the best competitor that didn’t win was a grand consolation prize.
Amber and Andre had won the best sex scene that more than doubled their payouts when it included a share of the profit. Watching the contest replay, there was no doubt that the pair had earned their winnings. It was a strange place to find their soulmate, but they were deliriously happy together. In many of their wedding photos, they struck an odd pose as Andre towered two feet over her five-foot height. There was only so much that a pair of heels could make up. There was an apple crate for her to stand on for many poses.
Andre’s name was originally Andrew, but Amber had decided that the incubus needed a nickname the night of the show. She settled on Andre like the giant. The moniker stuck so well that it was all that anyone thought to call the man these days.
A tall, sinuous woman with skin reminiscent of obsidian was released from an alcove and coated in oil. Her hair was buzzed close, and she wore pink lipstick with so much contrast on her face. The woman was even more striking as the anointing oil that was part of the ceremony refracted light in a manner that highlighted her petite but incredibly perky breasts. Brown eyes beckoned the sky-blue incubus to follow her to the missionary position altar. His powdery pink second followed along.
It took a moment to get the woman strapped down on the dais, but she happily held her arms up to get restrained. The sky-blue incubus’s massive cock was a deep tan in color as he speared the woman. “You are defiled.” The beast roared. The appearance of her dark labia parted by a thick white pole was another great use of contrasting colors.
Although Dae looked at all four busy sacrificial sites, he kept getting pulled back to the pop of color on the missionary one. The way her perky breasts shook was mesmerizing. It wasn’t like he saw live sex often, so he would take in the sights if he had no choice.
“No!” The sky-blue demon bellowed in just a couple minutes and pulled out. Dae knew that face; he was trying to delay his orgasm, but it was too late. “Urrnk!” Once the first shot streaked from his cock, the actor grabbed ahold of his shaft and stroked himself through what looked like a highly potent climax. Where the other guys he had witnessed finishing had been rifle blasts, this was more scattershot. The woman’s dark body was speckled and streaked with white semen.
“My pussy is too good for you, demon filth!” The dark-complected woman showed a spunky side.
“You came without fulfilling the ritual!” The Prime stepped onto the podium with visible agitation on her face. “You both have to cum or it doesn’t count.”
“I’m sorry, mistress. She can do incredible things with her quim.”
“Pinky!” The short but stunningly confident succubus turned toward the second. “Were you scheduled to conduct a ceremony?”
“No, ma’am. I disappointed you last time. You suspended my rights.”
“Go clean your cock, as long as you don’t mind sloppy seconds.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The pink incubus crossed his chest and bowed in a peculiar way that must have been either a salute or a show of deference.
“And you.” The purple succubus turned her attention to the sky-blue incubus. “Lick her pussy until your partner comes back.”
“But… I’m vulnerable.”
“You are. Would you prefer I kick you into the fire now? Perhaps if you do as I say, my anger will cool before I take advantage of your dumbass vulnerability!” The purple succubus’s long nails poked her subordinate in the chest.
“Yes, ma’am.” The beast fell to his knees and began to pleasure the woman.
“Sorry about my idiot. We’ll get you off before you’re sacrificed.”
The dark-skinned woman nodded and watched the succubus leave the stage. She does have a great ass.
“Oh! Fuck! Fuck! YESSS!!!!!” The Latina bouncing on the bronze beast shrieked toward the ceiling as her legs shook around her mate for the evening.
“Yess!” The bronze incubus hissed in delight as his hips bucked into her, and he unloaded.
“Let your pleasure hasten his coming.” The second pulled a second lever beside the station, and the woman squealed as the line hooked under her arms went taut, and she was lifted off the bronze demon. He was still firing like a geyser, decorating his chest as he no longer had a body to fill with sperm. “Move!” The second yelled at him before the woman’s rope went slack again, and the altar opened to swallow her. The still cumming incubus rolled to the left and off the table.
Dae spied a harness the same color as her skin, which must have provided more support than the ropes tied to her arms. He wasn’t sure if her climax had abated or the scream she was issuing was from terror as she fell and flames rolled out of the table.
“Great dark one that was fun!” The Bronze demon and his partner didn’t wait before plodding off toward the portal and safety. According to the rules, the demons were vulnerable for about an hour after they came and could be destroyed via holy water or silver swords or daggers. “I need a shower, though. Not a fan of cumming on myself. You could have let me finish.”
“She has to be sacrificed before she finishes her climax.” His second waggled his finger, and they disappeared into the portal with a belch of steam. Dae supposed if they used the same fire as the altars, it would look too redundant. This, however, wasn’t the most successful new twist. It seemed a fit like a fart of steam each time a demon transitioned.
“Which altar is free!?” The leather door to the dark sanctuary opened to emit a chartreuse incubus with spiraling fluorescent orange adornments. There was a stoutly built, though gorgeous, redhead that Dae recognized from the last time that wrath came up. She was on the previous winning team of the competition, though her husband had to stay alive by winning fights until his wife could rescue him with his tormentor’s true name. She had to help win the final fight after collecting the item that must be thrown into the ritual’s summoning point.
“The flat table is open.” The Great One replied with a single chuckle and cruel smile. “Is her partner here?”
“That one!” The beast pointed at a man two alcoves over from Dae. He was still wearing a suit and hadn’t been stripped. The man was a beefy-looking stout guy with a pale skin tone and well-groomed beard that matched his dirty blonde hair pulled into a bun.
“You and your partner need to get prepared.” The Prime swooped into the conversation. “I will have the priest strip him. It’s not like we need to wait for his mate to get a chance to rescue him. Besides, your partner deserves a prize herself.” As if on cue, a gorgeous fluorescent orange succubus stepped in beside her opposite-colored incubus. She had visible abs and marks on her paint that looked like scuffs from a wrestling match.
“While he is prepared, may I play with his wife, Prime?”
“As long as she consents.” The Prime reminded everyone of the rules. If you didn’t want to have sex on camera, all you needed to do was refuse, and you would be thrown into the pit without having to go any further. You still got paid for the night, but not the sizeable bonus for intercourse on camera.
“Yes. I would like that.” The redhead on the bright green incubus’s back nodded.
“Take her to the alter and tie her down so there are no accidents while you prepare.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The incubus stomped his way to the recently cleared table. It could be used with two victims tied to either side of the apparatus. Dae wondered if they could be dumped separately as he doubted the ritual could be completed simultaneously with four people.
“Priest. Prepare her husband so they may be sacrificed in tandem.” The Prime snapped.
The redhead on the altar had a thick wedge of pubic hair that showed she came by the hair color naturally. The rest of her sex was cleanly denuded other than the wedge. Like her husband, the woman was of stout stock. They had both been in the army before the competition. Dae remembered that from rewatching every season of the show in preparation for tonight.
A look around the room revealed many contestants from past seasons, but not everyone was willing to be in what could quickly become an effective porno. More people were from the lust season than average, but the show had ruled that if a contestant was sacrificed in the lust season, they had to play a demonic role. It did appear that incubi and succubi from before could play either role.
“Do you wish to play too?” The succubus asked the redhead as she anointed the woman with oil.
“Yes, please. I haven’t eaten pussy in a decade.”
“We shall have fun. You were truly a worthy opponent.” The succubus climbed onto her captive and maneuvered, so her pussy hung directly over the waiting, smiling mouth of the redhead.
Dae leaned back and prayed that Renee was doing well in her fights.
Renee — That same time
The succubus in front of her probably had thirty pounds on Renee, most of which was either height or rippling muscle. She seethed with rage as spittle dappled the sides of her mouth. Ren was patient, awaiting an opening to use the woman’s increased height against her. A couple quick jabs were just feints, and Ren dodged to the side. It was odd wearing headgear and no clothes, but no one wanted accidental head injuries to spring from the competition.
A haymaker came thundering toward Renee, and she twisted her body out of the way so the blow’s power mainly deflected harmlessly across her shoulder. She used that opportunity to pull on the succubus’s arm and trip the beast. She fell to the ground with an “Oof.”
Although the woman had fantastic appearing muscles, there was something very different about muscles for show versus those that had a purpose for their strength. Ren got the woman on her back and used her body weight to pin the fearsome succubus.
“One, Two, Three!” An angelic referee called the pin.
That’s one. Renee went over to her corner and got a drink. She would have to wait an entire round to get another chance at one of the succubi.
“Nice win. Army?” A man with emerald-green eyes asked with a smile.
“Marines.”
“It looked damned impressive.” The man nodded before getting up and stretching. “I’m up.”
“Good luck!”
“Yeah, I got this.” The man turned and winked at her.
“That’s one Ren!” Nando had a bit of a limp as he returned to the waiting area.
“Two more to go. They’re only going to get harder as we get tired.”
“I just need one more, and I’m going to rescue my love.” Fernando had won his first and lost his second before avenging the loss in a third. “Hopefully, I have the time. Lei’s already naked.”
“Yeah, and I bet they are moving her through the process slightly faster than normal.” Renee took a seat to scout out the fighting techniques the demons were employing. They’d seen a redhead lose her third match in a very close bout. The victorious succubus’s partner scooped up the woman and took her toward the temple and her fate. That meant that the redhead’s partner hadn’t been sacrificed yet. A loss here added to the people being fucked to increase the counter on either side of the chamber.
On one of the mats at the far side of the room, a man was failing in the other possible way. If one’s partner was already sacrificed, they could elect to have sex after they lost to get that payout even if their partner was gone. It didn’t matter about the guardian’s record. They were given the choice as soon as their watch dinged. When they had been stripped of their clothing, the angels handed off a new monitor for the steps that their partners were going through.
Dae was already hanging in the ritual space but had not been stripped or taken to one of the altars. I still have time. Ren slowly stretched and kept her body loose while waiting for a ring to open.
Fernando was tenser. Leilani had been stripped, and if the demons were giving her extra attention, she might not have long before she was coated with oil and taken to the altar to be defiled. Fernando’s muscular leg was shaking as he worried. Leilani had a type; regardless of whether her more permanent mate was a man or a woman, they were all soccer players.
He had retired from the game a few years ago but had moved from Mexico to play for one of the LA MLS teams on a fantastic contract. Fernando had grown up in San Diego before he moved to Europe and Mexico for most of his professional career. He was short, but in great shape, and from what Renee had seen of his unexcited cock, he had a big one that could please Lei.
It had to be intimidating to get into a relationship with a woman who produced a naked competition and had sex on camera for the show more than once, but Fernando wasn’t deterred. He loved the woman fiercely. Renee was happy for the pair. Whether this was the show’s last season or not, Leilani was done with it. She wanted to have her own family and didn’t want to be pregnant when she hosted the show in the nude. They were also moving back to the city after the victory. Renee was ready to add more children to be an unofficial aunt for so she could dote on them.
The matches were supposed to occur outside under the full moon, but it was far too cold for naked wrestling under the moonlight. The warehouse where the rap party was conducted after the last season of lust had been hastily converted into a wrestling center. It was well-illuminated, and the mats were soft enough, but it lost some charm of fighting one’s way across the shuttered amusement park.
“Katerine?” An angel with a clipboard fluttered over to the corral that housed the waiting competitors.
“Here.” A tall, lean brunette who had won two matches after losing her initial bout stood and stretched.
“I’m sorry, but it is too late.” The angel shook his head as the watch on the beauty’s wrist dinged.
“Oh no… Jeff…” The woman shook her head.
“How do you want to do this?” A stout, cyan-colored incubus walked over to the angel with the clipboard. He had been the partner of the succubus that won the first bout.
“If Jeff gets to have fun, so do I. Will you be my partner?”
“Yes. We just need to wait for the man on the mat to finish. I must also prepare.” The incubus’s cock had gone from dangling between his thighs to standing tall in a few short words. He had to go wash the cyan paint from his cock before they could couple.
However, they wouldn’t need to wait long as the final mat cleared. The man and succubus had complete control and movement when they had sex on the mats, though they were watched by an incubus and angel to ensure nothing untoward happened. The man pulled his cock from the demonic cunt in time for his cock to spasm and throw semen all over the magenta demoness’s face and tits.
The man offered no resistance as he was marched up a small set of stairs and was thrown into a dark pit with a blast of fire. His sacrifice wouldn’t add to the summoning as he had not lost his fight. It was more of a draw.
Renee watched several bouts before it was her turn again. She needed to fulfill her role and hope Dae wasn’t getting too much attention. If he reaches the altar, he’ll hold out for me. She thought with a smile as she stretched for her second battle.
Dae — A few minutes later
The pink incubus had returned to the center altar, where his partner was still toying with the spunky African-American goddess. The sky-blue demon had almost let the woman orgasm, bringing another admonishment from the Prime. They wanted the woman prepared but not over the edge until the pink demon did his part.
Like all the incubi, the man was very well endowed. That was also part of the screening for all the competitors this time. Dae had to get hard on camera for the producers of the season even though he had already been on film. They didn’t want to give special treatment to the people that had already appeared before.
The woman was screaming in no time as the incubus toyed with her clit and gave her long strokes. “Harder!” She bellowed as the sky-blue demon played with her pert breasts. “YES! YES! YES!” Her ecstasy was evident as her back arched and her screams became incoherent. Her limbs shook against restraints.
The pink one quickened his strokes like he desperately tried to finish during this orgasm. His body tensed while she was still screaming. “FUCK!” He yelped as his hips pushed his length harder into his quarry. The sky-blue demon took a moment to get his hands on the switch to drop the altar, almost long enough for her climax to subside. A burst of flames shot out as she slid into the abyss. The last thing Dae saw was a thick drip of semen on her labia as the pink one’s cock fell free.
“I’ve had enough of your incompetence.” The Prime appeared beside the sky-blue underling. She grabbed the lever in the beast’s hands and looked down into the pit below. With a snap from the Prime, the Great One shoved the demon into the orifice along with the woman. Curiously, after another blast of flames, the gauge on the wall only ticked up a single time instead of the three that typically came with the sacrifice of a female competitor.
“Worth it.” The Prime cackled before she left the altar. “Let that be a lesson to all you gathered for the ceremony.” The Prime looked around the room at her army of demons. “I will be rid of you if you do not do your jobs correctly. I would much rather have competence than a paltry point. I will not let us fuck this up again.”
“Yes, Prime!” The demons yelled in unison and then gave the same salute in the odd manner he had seen out of the pink incubus before.
Dae wondered if that show was preplanned or a happy accident to add a spot of drama to the competition. They had employed plants last time in the crowd to fulfill specific roles, which seemed to be another example.
“You handled that better than I would have.” The Great One whispered softly as they left the stage. “I would have slain him as soon as he disappointed me.”
“I almost did.” The Prime laughed with a hideous sound. “Get him hard and up to the altar quickly.” She snapped at a pair of succubi that had approached the man whose suit was now tattered ribbons on the floor.
Dae watched as a blonde woman with fake tits far too round to appear natural was led to the recently evacuated missionary altar. He had nothing against artificial enhancements. His wife had a stunning set. What he didn’t like was how unreal this pair looked. She was silent as the burnt orange incubus tied her to the table with her legs open. A strip of brown hair at the crest of her womanhood also screamed that the blonde was artificial.
“You are defiled.” The incubus announced as he eased his big white cock into her.
“Oh!” She shouted, suddenly ebullient as she was fucked. Unlike most other demons, this incubus started slowly and was almost tender as he picked up speed.
The man tied to the dais where he could move his hips had an emerald green succubus on a small, padded platform raised from the top of the table so she could be in the missionary position. Her torso moved and pivoted like she was dancing against each thrust of the man. It only took a minute before the man tensed up. “FFfffff…” He stopped thrusting as he unloaded. This time the second let him finish cumming before he was released, and he fell with a grunt.
The succubus reached down to toy with her pussy and pulled a glob of semen up to sample as she stood. She played for the cameras as she licked the residue from her fingers. The rest of the man’s sperm stood out starkly against her dark thighs.
“He didn’t last long.” Her second commented as they plodded sedately toward the portal.
“They never do. This is perfect pussy. It’s kind of a curse. They say that royalty must think the world smells like fresh paint. To me, every guy is premature getting off.” The green succubus kept toying with herself as they stepped through the portal with another puff of steam.
The woman bent over the other altar had the roundest ass Dae had ever seen. The thicker Asian woman was a torrent of moans and yips as her stainless-steel-colored incubus fucked her with complete abandon.
“You’re almost up, sorry, my dear. I had so much more planned for you, but it seems your fiancé is doing well on the wrath test of mettle.” The Prime stopped at Leilani’s alcove. “I owe you so much. May I?” The succubus asked for consent before touching Lei.
“Of course.” Leilani had all the confidence she displayed as Winter seven years ago.
“You made me the woman I am today. Who knows how long I would have kept my virginity without a shove.” The succubus’s tongue lanced out at Leilani’s pussy. “As tasty as I imagined. You also opened my eyes to girls as a possibility. I’ve loved more women than men since. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Leilani’s big brown eyes stared down at her attacker.
“If your fiancé proved a poor fighter, you would have been our penultimate sacrifice.” The Prime said in a husky voice as she opened a drawer in the alcove and pulled out a lilac-colored vibe. “The Great One and two others could have ensured all your holes were occupied.” The woman stepped up onto the apparatus as she turned on the vibrator. “Would you have taken the easy way out if that was on offer?”
“No.”
“No, you’re far too proud to shy away from anything, aren’t you?” The succubus sneered at her captive. “It would have suited a traitor to our dark master. Did you really think we wouldn’t see how you aided his woman?” The Prime pointed to Dae. “The Great One is preparing now, and all there will be left is the altar. Do you want him in here?” The whirring vibrator was pressed between Leilani’s waxed labia.
“I do.” Leilani tried to stay reticent, but she barely contained a moan.
“Angel, to succubus, to mortal.” The Prime recounted Leilani’s fabricated path. She was supposed to have been an angel that attacked a ritual years ago. After killing the Prime of that ceremony, she was captured and taken to an altar. When the ritual was completed on angels, they were corrupted into demons. “It’s almost as good a story as getting a virgin to lose that status for an audience of millions.” The Prime sucked a nipple between her lips.
“Mmm…” Leilani finally gave in to a display of pleasure.
“I’ll be back in just a couple minutes, my dear. Missionary or Doggy?”
“Doggy.”
“You have a very nice ass, and that’s the Great One’s favorite. But, you’re a traitor, so missionary it is, then.” The Prime got a cruel smile as she left the used sex toy on a shelf between Leilani’s knees. “I have to ask. I don’t have to grant.”
When the man with the beard and man-bun was led to the large, flat altar beside his wife, he fought back for a moment and broke free to steal a kiss from his wife before he could be stopped. “I love you, babe.” He yelled as a pair of beefy guards pulled them apart. He was soon cinched down to the tabletop next to his wife but just out of reach.
The florescent succubus wasted no time skewering herself on the man’s straining cock. Her partner demon shared a kiss with her before he speared his query. It took no time for the intercourse on this twin table to get frenetic and vocal by all four participants.
The missionary-style table wasn’t occupied long. The far quieter sex concluded almost silently as her legs shook and her attacker grunted once. He spilled more of his seed as the woman fell into a sea of flames. Those two aren’t going to be the best of show.
A robed group approached Dae as Leilani was being plucked from her alcove and anointed with oil. “Mr. Parker. Shall we see if you are lovely as your wife? Heh heh heh!” The head priest snapped, and a pair of cloaked humans brandished vile-looking blades. A couple of quick slices let Dae’s only bit of modesty fall away from him.
“Very nice.” One of the female priests said with a sneering grin.
“Would you look at that? He has a matching tattoo from his dear wife.” The head priest cruelly jabbed at the tattoo on Dae’s left ass cheek.
‘Remember, fight on, always.’ It was written in Renee’s flowing script. Her tattoo was on her rib cage, surrounding a scar from where Ren had been seriously wounded in a basic training accident. The handwriting above and below the jagged line came from Dae’s chicken scratch, while ‘fight on, always.’ was in her beloved grandmother’s handwriting. His was in a place that only his wife saw it. The words gave him hope when his cancer treatments had him at his lowest.
He had been quarantined for a month when chemo had destroyed his immune system. A month of only seeing his babies through a video screen was tortuous, as was knowing that Ren was outnumbered by the needy cuties who didn’t understand why their dada couldn’t come home. Leilani and Fernando, Amber and Andre, and Caleb and Marnie stepped up big to help care for the young triplets during that month without being asked. It comforted Dae that even if he lost his fight with the return of his insidious disease, Renee wouldn’t be alone. They had a fantastic found tribe as a result of this game.
“The second will be here soon to help you get ready.” The priest snickered as the group walked away.
The structure had thirty-four alcoves, and Dae thought he would have seventeen individual sacrifices before being stripped. The Prime was trying to rush him toward his end.
Dae watched Leilani tied onto the missionary table with her legs splayed open. There was a minor panic in her eyes as her chest heaved. The Prime was seeing to her personally. The arms on the device could be reconfigured wider if the woman atop the apparatus was more flexible. Lei’s bendiness was being tested in what had to be the widest setting.
“This might help loosen you up. The Great One can be a challenge.” The Prime smirked with what looked like firsthand knowledge of her incubus’s gifts. The succubus then leaned in to take a taste of Leilani. “You have a very tasty pussy for a traitorous bitch.” She crouched for more than a nibble. Loud smacks and licks were audible from across the room.
The Great One coated his enormous cock with a healthy dollop of lube. Where all the male demons and contestants were well north of average. The Great One was on another level.
“I hope you don’t mind me playing the second for my top lieutenant.” The Prime looked up from making a meal out of Leilani. She was getting her fingers in on the fun, and Leilani’s pert, round breasts shook from the exerted energy.
Leilani’s leaned back to stare up at the ceiling while the massive black cock slowly pushed its way inside her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” She yelled with a flash of pain on her countenance.
“You’re defiled!” The Great one took so much pleasure in fucking her. “Have fun. It won’t be long now before you are surrendered to me. I always cum so hard when you orgasm around me.” The beast smiled.
“Oh, uh!” Leilani cried out as the red incubus picked up speed.
Dae had no idea if Leilani had ever been with the Great One or if it was just part of her back story. Her look of pain faded quickly as the demons went to work on her.
“Enjoying the show?” The wooden-colored succubus appeared beside Dae. “Do you mind?” The succubus untied the gag from Dae’s mouth and let it flutter into the soot.
A thought flashed through his head that maybe Dae should drop out before Leilani’s fate befell him, but the demons were playing dirty. “Go for it.”
The succubus grabbed a vial of lube from a drawer in the alcove and coated her hands in the substance. “You’ve been with Leilani, haven’t you?” She reached out to stroke Dae as his cock ascended.
“Is it obvious?” Dae’s cock was fully erect in a couple of flicks of an expert wrist.
“It is. I can see your jealousy of the Great One. You want to be him.” The wooden wonder smiled and then sucked his cock between soft lips. Her tongue swirled around his sensitive head. “You’re almost as big as him.”
That’s a lie. I don’t think many are nearly as large as him. Dae knew it was an attempt to stroke his ego. “I don’t think so, no.”
“You would be too big for me if dibs hadn’t been called on you.” The succubus pouted. The expression didn’t last long as she started to bob on his cock. The woman was very good at her job. Blasts of pleasure coursed into Dae.
Enjoy yourself if you get selected, Dae. He could hear Ren’s words when they discussed him being the captive.
The Prime was latched onto one of Leilani’s breasts as the Great One pumped in and out of Lei with furious speed. Her abdomen flexed as Lei met each thrust with a different angle from her hips. She had every appearance of bliss as she was worked over by a pair of the highest-ranking demons.
“Fuck, you’re big!” Leilani yelped out between yips and sighs.
“Don’t think I can’t tell what you’re doing.” The red incubus slowed to roar out. “You think you can make me spill without making you orgasm. I assure you that will not happen.” The beast pulled out momentarily to lean over and pull open a drawer in the altar. From it, he plucked a vibrator with an icy white and silver swirled on the extended body. It would have been an excellent accessory for Lei’s Winter persona seven years earlier.
“OH!” Leilani yelled as the whirring device found purchase on the pearl at the crest of her labia. That was one of her favorite things while having sex. Dae always let Renee control the toy while he stroked into the woman. He almost felt her silken vagina and the sensation pulsing from her nexus. The demons had great intel on them, or it was a lucky guess.
“I can’t let you spill, but I’ll be back.” The wooden demoness called attention back to her as she planted a soft kiss on his cock.
He watched her swaying ass as she walked away toward the woman that would be riding Dae if Ren didn’t hurry. Watching Leilani have fun was making his cock drip precum.
“Heh, it won’t be long now. See how she’s started to blush? She’s close.” The Great One’s gloat wasn’t without merit. There were specific reactions that were nigh on impossible to fake.
“Fuck me!” Leilani looked like she was giving in as the Prime pushed the vibrator away from Lei’s clit. She instantly replaced it with her tongue, and Dae was convinced that surveillance was informing her actions. That was how Renee went for the kill. “YES! YES!” It sounded like the cascade was so close.
“Mokonid Zareketh!” Fernando stepped through the portal and cried out. An illuminated orb above his head caused the demons to hiss in pain. “I know your name and banish you to hell!”
“NO! I will not be denied my prize for long!” The beast cowered from the sphere as he pulled from Leilani’s grasp. His cock bobbed as he ran to the portal and safety. The true name held an unbreakable power over the incubus.
The orb’s light was supposed to be excruciating for the demons but didn’t last long. Fernando stepped with purpose toward the altar. “I’m here, baby. I made it, mi amor.” The Prime finally scuttled away as the orb got too close to ignore. He knew to press on the lever adorning the apparatus far enough to release the ropes but not too far to open the shortcut to the fires of damnation.
“I knew you would, babe.” Leilani leaped into his arms for a quick kiss. “You cut it close, though.” Her hand interlinked with his as they sped from the chamber.
Dae’s faltering resolve was momentarily shored up as he saw hope in Fernando and Lei’s escape.
Renee — That same time
Fernando had barely won his fourth match and been set loose with a true name, the same as during the season seven years ago. Important to keep continuity. She smiled as she squared up to her third opponent. Ren could weave her way through obstacles to get to the ceremony if she could get a quick victory.
No demons patrolled the lands this time. It was too cold to have naked people walking around all night, regardless of the heat of the torches. Renee would need to avoid traps that could lead to her capture. She was already visualizing the most efficient path through them.
The demon she faced this time was shorter, with a sapphire-looking paint job and swirling icy-blue eyes. Her muscles were thick without being showy. Once the match started, there were no rounds. Only a pin or tap out could stop the fight.
Renee circled around her opponent to feel out the woman. She had a beguiling speed that wasn’t readily apparent as Ren had observed the other fighters. The succubus had been undefeated on the night. When the beast didn’t’ attack, Ren made a tentative lunge. The demon stepped out of the way and landed a blow against Ren’s ribs, right by the scar and tattoo. A spike of pain coursed through her body.
“Found a weakness, haven’t I?” The beast gloated.
“Not likely.” Renee did her best to mask the devastating effect of the punch. Even if she lost this match, she didn’t want to give away the secret to beating her.
The succubus calmly ducked out of the way from Renee’s next attack and landed another blow against Ren’s weak spot. “Oof!” Tore out of her lips as too much air was forced from her. She never saw the leg sweep as she was knocked on her ass.
The stout demon struck like lightning. She was atop Renee, pinning her arms with powerful thighs and smirking maddeningly. The pin was swift, and there was nothing Ren could do about it.
“1, 2, 3!” The angelic ref counted out.
“Huh? I thought you were going to be a challenge.” The beast leaped to her feet. “I hope I get your name again so I can be the one that gets the victory over you. My mate and I would love to bring your end.” She waved over to a sandstone-looking guard standing vigilantly by the door. Ren remembered him as a guard from seven years ago.
Fuck! Get it together, Ren-Ran. She stroked her tattoo as she stepped over to the waiting area. She’d agreed to make another appearance on the show because of her hubris. She didn’t think she could be defeated so readily. Where’s your training? If the demons gave Dae extra attention, Ren didn’t have time to lose again, or he would be on the altar getting defiled.
Renee wasn’t concerned about Dae having sex with another woman. She knew where his heart was, and his loyalty was absolutely unwavering. The man was an exceptional father even when he was at his lowest in his struggle against cancer. His one fear was that his disease was hereditary. He had no desire for the triplets to face the same battle as him during their lives. He needed them to be taken care of.
“Tough break.” A woman handed Renee a towel as she left the mat.
“Yeah, thanks.” Renee took a moment to figure out why the woman was familiar. She had been a maroon succubus who hadn’t been thrilled about having anal with a captive last time. Their coupling didn’t last long. “You were a demon last time, right? How’re you doing?”
“I was. One and Two. Not great. My only win was a give-me, I think. My hubby’s going to get some strange.” The reformed succubus seemed resigned to her fate. “Oh well, at least I won’t have to get it in the ass this time.” The woman must have seen Ren’s recognition. “I married that dolt, though, so that’s something.”
“I didn’t think any sacrificed could be contestants again.” Renee had to sound incredulous.
“They needed more contestants, and the producers liked the whole getting married afterward angle, and the best of show couple couldn’t make it.”
“Andre and Amber are trying to conceive a second time. No birth control means no participation,” Renee explained. Amber and Andre’s reason for bowing out wasn’t a secret.
“You know them? They seemed like a sweet couple.” The woman said. Ren could picture her with the maroon succubus painted on.
“You’re the second marriage I heard of between demon and man that season.”
“Yep. We were the third, actually. At least I know of. I haven’t kept in touch with all my fellow succubi. I don’t think you were in the chamber when my partner succubus found her man. My husband got lucky.”
“How?”
“Scotty was such a gentleman at the wrap party, even though I told him that the backdoor was only for special occasions. We kissed before we parted, and I gave him my number. One thing led to another; the next thing I knew, I was saying ‘I do’ three years later. He was there with an ex-girlfriend, and their relationship had imploded between signing up and the show. He didn’t want to be rescued.” The woman said with a laugh.
“Good for you.”
“I thought I was such hot shit back then, too. I did my one and only professional porno before I was going to be a succubus. They have me talking shit about him being an amateur while I was a professional. It wasn’t like my partner, and I teased Scott for an hour and gave him his first anal or anything.”
“You did a porn?”
“Yeah, the producer wasn’t thrilled with that decision, but my tests came clean, and I was in makeup.” The woman wasn’t hiding her past but didn’t seem thrilled with her past decisions. “So, did you end up marrying Dae?” She switched subjects.
“Yep, only six months after the show came out.” Renee couldn’t help her proud smile. “We have three kids, triplets.”
“Wow, I’ll bet that was a challenge.”
“Especially when we run our own business, and Dae had his cancer return.”
“Oh no, is he okay?” She was honestly concerned or had every appearance of it.
“Yeah, but he’s petrified that it might come back.” Renee took a seat beside the woman. “It’s the only reason we’re back. I’m so competitive that I don’t want anyone else to claim my crown, but my brilliant, selfless husband wants to ensure his family is cared for if anything happens.”
“Sounds like you got yourself a good one.” The woman smiled.
“The best.”
“I know the feeling. This is our last hurrah before we settle down and finally give my parents grandkids. They’ll be thrilled when their wayward pornstar finally reforms.” Another proud grin spoke of the elation the reformed succubus got from her hubby. “Speaking of which, it is time for me to lose another.”
“Good luck, and have fun!”
“We will! Demons are great lays.” The woman had zero fear as she leaped up and went to embrace her destiny.
Renee smiled at the thought of more happiness springing from a contest that involved sex. She doubted that she and Dae would have avoided coming together without the shove, but it forced the timeline to align faster. She closed her eyes and tried to psych herself up for the next round.
Dae — A little later
The four people taking up the table weren’t vacating it soon. A parade of other men and women were led to the other altars when it was in use. A half dozen were disposed of before Dae saw another pair of familiar faces.
Caleb and Marnie made almost as enjoyable of height disparity as Amber and Andre. Caleb’s landlocked surfer guy persona also seemed to clash with his diminutive wife’s tattooed emo-girl attitude. They were quite the lovey-dovey pair, though. Their union had sprung forth an adorable daughter that had Caleb wrapped around her finger. The young blonde was the same age as the triplets and went to the same preschool.
Dae was shocked to see that Marnie had shaved her pubic hair. She never had in all the time the pair became regular visitors to Dae and Ren’s place. When the friend group formed from a contest that had them naked and involved sex, and there was a secluded pool at the house, skinny dipping happened regularly. Her small breasts looked good, as was the extra pound or two she had put on in the last seven years.
Marnie was covered in black and pink makeup that went well with her natural dark hair and ever-present pink bow. A set of metallic pink horns parted her hair in front of the band, and a silver skull medallion that looked like an old-fashioned warning label on poison. Pink fishnets and black platform boots made a striking look for the femme fatale. She may have been one of the few that looked less dramatic in her body paint. Beneath the paint, everything other than her hands, feet, neck, and face was adorned with tattoos, save for the area that would be covered with a one-piece strapless swimsuit.
They were oiling up a tall, olive-skinned man with a thick, curved, uncircumcised cock. Marnie took extra time coating and toying with the man’s endowment while her husband concentrated on areas that weren’t typical erogenous zones. Caleb’s dark grey paint covered his cock, but it stood erect at the thought of his babe having fun with another man.
After they tied him to the altar in a kneeling position, the pair shared a kiss. Their wedding rings looked slightly out of place over the vibrant body paint, but nothing would have them remove that jewelry. Marnie laid on her back and let the man’s huge cock slide into her as she spread wide. “Oh. Very nice.”
“You’re on the edge. Let’s let your wife catch up.” Dae’s attention was pulled to the middle table as the succubus stopped bucking wildly. Her man, who was working over the woman beside her, wasn’t holding back as his chartreuse body rippled with each stroke. The demoness leaned over and kissed her mate as he worked, getting a smile in return.
“Not long now, my love, and we shall return to our dimension and relieve some more stress.” The incubus had untied his partner’s legs to better couple with the redhead. How he could speak calmly as he railed the woman, Dae didn’t know.
“OH Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!” The man under the succubus surrendered to orgasm.
“Oops.” The succubus got up calmly, letting the man’s cock spray on his body. “I guess the pussy was too good. Heh!” The man rolled into the abyss to a flickering flame as she pulled a lever by the surface. “Though I get to do this. Taste your husband on me.” She straddled the woman’s face and got licked by the lass between shouts. “Good, isn’t it?”
“Yes!” the woman shouted. She was loud even though muffled by the thighs of the demoness.
The succubus only stayed there momentarily before she switched positions to access the captive’s clit.
“I keep telling you you must play with this to get them screaming.” The succubus smoothed her bright hair over her shoulders and flickered her tongue against the captive’s nub like a serpent. The demoness pivoted back up to collect another kiss from her mate.
The florescent demoness must have been satisfied with the redhead’s cleaning of her as she pivoted off the woman so one hand could play with the woman’s clit as lips fell upon her breasts. “It won’t be long now.” She grinned, and her husband picked up speed.
“OH! UNH! YYYEEESSSSSS!!” The redhead thrashed on the surface. Dae wondered how much was authentic and what was amped up for the cameras. The vibrating legs and huge blush that bloomed from her breasts seemed hard to embellish.
“Yes!” The chartreuse beast thundered as his hips stopped.
“Let your pleasure hasten his coming.” His partner stood calmly as the display was finished. “You may want to pull out, my love.” She grabbed the lever and moved it in the opposite direction. She had to dump the redhead’s husband. The still cumming woman fell into the dark with a belch of flame following soon after. The chartreuse incubus barely escaped a fall as he kept spitting semen for three more pulses.
“You better be able to get it back up for your wife.” The orange incubus giggled hideously as the pair walked toward the portal. “I haven’t cum yet.”
“You always manage to make that happen.” He grinned as they walked through a puff of steam that delimited the portal.
“Sorry, you still don’t get to ride, babe.” Caleb smiled as he watched his wife move on the thick cock.
“Oh!” Marnie toyed with her tiny tits as she moved her hips into the man’s strokes. “The table was busy, and we have a schedule to keep… Wow!”
Dae’s brain flashed back to the magical summer after the contest. It started with Dae and Renee’s wedding and a honeymoon in paradise that Leilani had recommended. When they got home, there were pool parties on a nearly weekly basis with the friends Ren and Dae made at the contest. Drinks, music, and skinny dipping often led to other things. The core set of seven paired into two groups at the night’s end.
Renee, Leilani, and Dae gravitated together for shenanigans at the pool. Caleb, Marnie, Amber, and Andre would end up playing together. Marnie loved to ride either Caleb or Andre, while Amber played with the opposite. Dae had a particular evening in mind. It was before sunset, and Marnie proudly bucked on Andre in the middle of the pool atop a pool float. She was so confident and boisterous.
“I’ll make due.” Marnie grinned and then flipped something beneath the raised table that put her at the perfect height to fuck her query. A pair of handles flipped out on either side of the device, and Marnie grabbed them. She could pull herself back and forth into the man’s furious hips. The surface she was on was attached to rails, and she could approximate riding with it even on her back.
The missionary and doggy altars moved faster as more women were lubed up, fucked, and sacrificed into the flames. The gauge was ever ticking toward its dark goal. Another woman was carted into the arena across the shoulders of a metallic red incubus with body paint that looked appropriate on a sports car. Her husband seemed vaguely familiar and had just been stripped when he was taken to occupy the big table with his wife.
The wooden demoness made frequent returns to suck Dae’s cock for just a minute and then disappear again. They wanted him to stay hard but couldn’t let him spill.
“We’re just waiting for those two to finish with their altar.” Miss Givens made an appearance beside Dae instead of her second. The Prime wants you disposed of quickly. Her grin looked cruel and predatory as she gazed up at him. “Do you consent, Dae?”
“Yes,” Dae said after a moment. Renee didn’t want him to act scared when his time came. This was with her complete blessing.
“Good. The Great One has a special interest in your wife, so we need you fucking before she loses her final match. She’s two and two. Our best fighter will ensure she doesn’t make it to free you. Oh, does Ren losing surprise you?”
“It does.” Dae’s wife was a marine and a martial artist. He couldn’t think of a woman with more robust strength or a fierier will. Her competitiveness would make her a very hard out in any contest.
“Our demons are strong. So, how’s life, Dae?” Miss Givens drew a rune on his stomach with a claw. It marked him as ready to complete the final part of the ceremony once he was anointed with oil and taken to the altars. It also allowed the demons to track their victims until it was removed if the condemned could escape. It also declared that his STI testing had come back clean.
“Other than the cancer returning, excellent.” Dae was surprised that Miss Givens, her fiancé Vinny, and Wayne, another guardian, hadn’t gotten close like the other people from the angelic library. For Miss Givens, that was attributable to her living on the West Coast. Propinquity made for easier friendships. “Busy. How’s Vinny? I figured I would see him as your second.”
“Gone. He really liked eating pussy, but could never commit to me or a wedding date.”
“His loss.”
“I know, right? I guess I’m not the hottest woman.” There was a vulnerable shrug from the woman whose demonic façade had fallen away, at least temporarily.
“Any man would be lucky to have you. You’re gorgeous, confident, and almost as full of spunk as Renee.”
“I’ll be even fuller with spunk soon.” The momentary vulnerability fell away. “I think it’ll only take a couple minutes. You hang out, and we’ll be back to collect you in a few minutes.” Miss Givens gave her butt a slap and wandered away.
“OH! FUCK! FUCK! FUUUCCCCKK!” Marnie’s shrieks pulled Dae’s attention back to her altar. Her back was arched as she screamed and writhed on the man’s impressive, curved cock. Caleb was chanting in Latin and playing with her clit as she climaxed spectacularly.
That sounds different. Something clicked in Dae’s head about the Latin the Demons chanted during the ceremony. He and Ren had watched the tapes from the last lust-based game several times, and this wasn’t what they had said in those. Maybe it’s because this is fire-based, and that had to do with blood? The producers did have an eye for details.
Marnie’s orgasm seemed to wrack her with aftershocks after she opened her eyes. It took her a minute to get back into a groove.
“Hurry up, you two.” The Prime stopped by Caleb and Marnie’s station and pointed at the gauge. “I need this altar for someone special.”
“Yes, mistress.” Marnie nodded. She grabbed the handles to the side of the table and used them to viciously bring this game to a close for her. The captive met every advance with a powerful stroke. Dae could see the telltale signs of him trying to hold out. His belly was puffed out, and his eyes were darting around the room to keep from looking at the beauty before him. Marnie’s body paint went to her outer labia, coloring the lips with unnatural charcoal black and pink across her form.
Marnie looked perturbed that he wasn’t spilling yet. She changed her technique, still employing the handles for an impromptu ride but adding more shimming of her hips. “Oh! Yes!” She said in moans and delighted sounds to see if that could break up the stalemate.
No one could last forever against that fevered onslaught, though, and after a couple of minutes, the victim finally gave in. “Enrnk!” He gasped as his hips stopped moving with his member buried to the maximum.
Caleb reached for the lever, but Marnie grabbed his hand. “Let him finish. He earned it.”
Caleb nodded his ascent. The man kept grunting as he filled the succubus with what had to be an ample amount of sperm. It only took a moment for Marnie to give her husband a nod.
“Let your sperm hasten his coming.” Caleb declared as Marnie pulled back away from the man with the handles. The man with the big curved cock fell with a yelp.
The white sperm leaking from Marnie stood out in stark contrast with her dark black and bright pink paint. “That was fun.” Marnie grinned as Caleb helped her up and pulled her into a long, slow kiss.
“It looked like it.”
“He’s number four.” Marnie’s smile was radiant as they walked hand-in-hand toward the portal. “Not as good as number one, but there is a reason I let you marry me.”
Dae knew what the number four meant. It had been discussed many times in Ren and Dae’s backyard. Marnie had only orgasmed due to four men in her life. Caleb was the first, but not Marnie’s first lover. She had gone through a handful of boyfriends without being able to climax before she found her husband. The next was at the competition seven years ago at the hands of an incubus while bent over the altar. Andre was three, and the captive tonight was number four, though Dae suspected that Caleb’s expert fingers played a role.
“I’m glad, babe.”
“Let me shower and lose my vulnerability, then we’ll go get you that black woman with huge tits to fuck from the corral,” Marnie smirked. The demons got to select the partner they wanted from the corral where the abductees were taken, and blood was drawn to run STI tests.
“If we run out of time, there’s always you. No woman is better than you, my love.” The portal puffed out steam again as they disappeared.
“It’s your turn, winner.” The Prime’s words dripped with derision. “The Great One is interested in being the one to end your wife’s bid to win again.”
Miss Givens and her wooden-appearing partner seemed to meld from the shadow around him. “Do you consent, Dae-Seong Parker?” The marbled succubus asked for permission again.
“I do. Take me to the altar, and let’s end this.” Dae felt terrible that he wouldn’t be able to win the big prize, but a sex bonus would be a great start to a college fund for his kids.
“Excellent.” The metal bands that held him to the surface unlocked.
Renee — A little earlier
“Two and Two, heh. I shall be the one to finish you off.” The succubus that had beaten Renee for the first time had come back. She met Ren at the exit of the waiting room.
Her targeted strikes against scar tissue had brought Ren low in both bouts. It had been twenty years since the accident, but something hadn’t healed completely. Her doctor told her she would just have to learn to live with occasional pain as she could find any method to aid its healing.
The sandstone guard followed the pair to an open spot on the mats where an angelic referee awaited the match.
“I want a clean match, no face punches, no manipulation of genitals, no biting or scratching. Do I make myself clear?”
Renee nodded and looked with blazing determination at her opponent.
“I can’t believe my other succubi had issues defeating you.” The demoness taunted as they circled each other on the mat. Ren kept her ailing ribs away from the crafty fighter.
“You found my one weak point. I’m not going to make this easy on you.”
A series of feints and jabs punctuated the room above the sounds of other competitors. Renee landed a blow that caused the demoness to exhale loudly. Try as she might, though, Ren couldn’t keep the woman from targeting her scar.
“Oof!” All the oxygen spilled from Renee as she doubled over. Her c-section scar was concealed by an excellent makeup job from the producers so well she couldn’t see it as her vision was turned toward her own abdomen. She was expecting a takedown from her enemy, but none came.
“Too easy. Heh heh heh!” The cruel woman laughed.
The bout continued languidly for several minutes as Renee tried to find an opening, and the succubus just jabbed at her lazily, like Ren wasn’t worth her best attacks.
“It’s a shame my husband won’t get to claim his prize.”
“Why’s that?”
“Your best friend and her fiancé slipped from our grasp, and the Great One needs a new dance partner. He’s claimed executive privilege on you.”
“Have to beat me first.” Renee didn’t feel the confidence that her words conveyed.
“He was so close to ending the traitor. One or two more strokes, and she would have cum.” A jab landed but missed Ren’s scar.
“She was defiled?”
“And fucked for some time, yes.”
At least she got away.
“You’ll look so good fucking the Great One.” The succubus was overconfident as she threw another punch.
Ren ducked out of the way but was caught by a leg sweep. The succubus was on top of her before Renee could react. “Maybe he’ll let me play with you too.” She pinned Renee effortlessly.
“1! 2!” The ref yelled, but Ren barely got her shoulders off the mat.
“Not going down easily, huh? Maybe I can fuck Dae beside you.” Another taunt and one more attempt at overpowering Renee came fiercely. Her taunts were getting more labored as the match went on.
Renee slipped another attempted pin before the count could start. This time, she slipped out and found her feet. The succubus was slow to get up. Too much of the woman’s energy was being used to chuckle menacingly.
“I think I found another nerve. Though this doesn’t quite get the same reaction as the punches.” More hideous laughter rolled from her disgusting lips.
There was more circling and jabbing at one another. Ren was getting better at dodging the surprisingly spry woman’s punches. The consistent blocking was much more palatable than the electric shocks of pain that shorted out Ren’s nervous system when she got hit in her scar tissue.
“You worried that you’ll lose, and Dae’s going to discover he likes someone else’s pussy better?”
“No. Dae’s love for me is one of the few things I’ll never question.” Renee shook her head and went on the offensive. She wasn’t just doing this for her pride. This was for Dae and her family.
“What if the Great One’s cock ruins you for all others?” The vile woman hissed out in reply.
“There’s more to life than sex. But you’re a being of lust, so what do you know about deeper emotions.” Ren let the woman punch at her and turned the momentum against her. The broader woman landed on the mat with a thud. “You’re pure Id.”
“You would know about that, wouldn’t you.” The woman rolled over and chuckled, kicking up at Ren’s solar plexus.
Renee caught the kick before it connected and threw the energy to the side and into the mat. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Your parents, they gave into their base instincts, and you’re their blood.” The succubus got to her feet again. “Doesn’t that worry you?” Another punch connected against the weak spot that was already sore.
Ren crumpled to the mat. “Why? I’m stronger than my past or my DNA.” Her resolve flared in her.
“Yes, but what about your children? Are they strong enough?” The succubus taunted as she dropped her weight on Ren like a hammer.
Momma bear instincts took over. She grabbed the hateful demon and rolled her over, leveraging her weight into the woman. There was a pulse of electric pain from her side, but Ren’s fiery resolve wouldn’t let her feel the pain.
“1, 2, 3!” Yelled out the angel.
“I knew you had it in you.” The succubus’s demeanor flipped one hundred and eighty degrees. “Naama Firsola. That’s the woman tormenting your husband’s true name. Go quickly before the Prime rushes him to his death.”
“Alright. Don’t ever bring my family into things.” She wanted to say more but didn’t have time.
“I apologize sincerely. I just needed to know if you had any of the monster left inside. I was merely looking for the right button to set it free. It seems like it worked.” The succubus smiled wickedly.
Renee ignored the expression as she stopped at the table before collecting her sphere and going through obstacles. She needed to grab her accouterments. A pair of silver barbells that pierced either nipple and a locket with pictures of Dae and the triplets. They had been pivotal to her look on her original run, but she wasn’t about to get them yanked out in a fight. These were pure silver and a gift from her soulmate.
Exiting the building, the cold of the night punched her immediately in the face, but she took off toward the burning light of the temple half a mile away. She needed to get to Dae before he was sacrificed.
“Wait, miss!” An angel flagged her down. “Here. We got you running out of the building, but it’s too cold to be out here naked.” The blanket he handed over was warm, as if it had just been plucked from a drier. “Shuck it before you head into the temple, and don’t worry about the course. We couldn’t get anyone to stand in the cold and tape it anyway.”
“Thank you.”
“Good luck, Mrs. Parker.”
About a hundred yards into her awkward jog, Renee’s wrist started to shake. Dae was at an altar and about to be defiled. Ren dropped the blanket and ran as if her husband’s life depended on it. The stiff north wind was all but forgotten as adrenaline took over.
Dae — A little earlier.
The oil glistened on his skin as Dae followed the succubi to the altar. He stood tall and proud as he marched to the raised dais, his erect cock bobbing on every step. Every eye was on him. Even those on the altars turned to watch him. He and Renee were celebrities when it came to the competition. The Prime and the Great One had craven smiles on their faces as they watched the condemned take his final walk.
“Make sure he doesn’t last long.” The Prime ordered.
The wooden succubus was prancing excitedly around him and Miss Givens. She paused to slap Dae and her first’s asses occasionally with a joyful giggle. The woman was having entirely too much fun with her role.
“Don’t mind her. She’s just excited about the bonus if our team ends you.” The magenta succubus with blue marbling was actively fingering herself as they stepped up the stairs. “This is our spot.” Miss Givens hopped onto the table in front of the kneeling post. She spread her legs wide and got more fervent in her masturbation.
“Kneel!” The second demand.
“I know I don’t have much up here, and you probably would rather see my ass, but I want to see the moment you lose, Dae. Maybe if you had found Vinny’s attacker faster, I wouldn’t have seen it in him as he lost for both of us.” There was a flash of anger from the petite redhead.
“I found the names before any others.” Dae defended.
“I know that logically, but that won’t stop me from ending you.” The succubus circled her clit furiously as her hips danced back and forth. Her body paint was exquisite. The red spread clear down to her vulva. The pair of outer labia were painted blue like her straining nipples. The decoration couldn’t extend to her authentic, very pink pussy. The tunnel glistened with nectar and invited Dae forward.
Dae’s brain and heart may have argued full throat against what was coming, but the long thick cock was pointing his way. Precum oozed out of the straining, dark-red head as he complied with the order he was given. He was waxed for the second time in his life. He had done it in solidarity with Renee seven years ago, even though they had yet to see each other naked before the contest. It was a look she kept up except when she had been on bed rest near the end of her pregnancy.
I should have known they didn’t want a repeat champ. A depression threatened to overtake him as he knelt before the altar, and the second strapped his arms and legs into the device. Even though the apparatus looked like limestone from afar or on camera, the soft foam was supple on his back and knees. It even had pleasant lumbar support. The second wasn’t nearly so gentle as she cinched the padded leathery straps down to him.
Ren will make it. She’s just making this dramatic. Dae thought of the moment he had entered the temple years ago. Renee was millimeters from sliding onto the Great One. He saved her in the nick of time. That night was the first time he had seen her naked, shared their first kiss, and made love for the first time, all on camera. I think we may be the only ones with that privilege. At least when you factor in knowing each other before the ceremony. Amber and Andre had done the same but didn’t know each other before the show.
“Can you still move?” The second asked.
“Yeah.” Dae demonstrated, thrusting his straining cock toward Miss Givens. The Succubus hadn’t slowed her masturbation.
“Here, before I let you go, Act like my hand is her vagina.” The wooden second stole some dripping precum, then balled her hand into a loose fist at the edge of the table. Dae obediently bucked his hips against the fist. The vixen tightened her grip on him and let Dae practice for some time before stopping him. “That will do. It won’t do us any good if you explode before you get inside her.” A daring, toothy smirk stood out brightly. “Look how much this guy is drooling.”
“Doubt he’ll last long.” Miss Givens scooped up some precum and sampled it seductively. “I know I won’t.”
“He seems like fun.” The second double-checked all the straps and then stretched another pair across his chest and stomach. “Gotta make sure only your hips can move.”
Anytime Ren-Ran! Dae’s mind blasted out.
“Taste how excited I am about this.” Miss Givens demanded as she thrust a pair of fingers that had just been inside her at Dae. If he was going to go through this, he would try and win the best of show prize. Her nectar was a far different brew from Renee’s but nearly as delectable. “Good, isn’t it?” He nodded to confirm the statement.
Miss Givens reclined on her back and spread her legs wide around Dae. Her second grabbed his cock and aimed it at the succubus’s pink tunnel. The marbled succubus grabbed the handles and slowly pushed down Dae’s shaft. Engulfing him in her exceptionally tight, hot tunnel. Her pussy was dripping excitement as her progress was inexorable. Dae had to watch as the total length disappeared slowly into the tiny woman’s stretching pussy.
“Ffff…. Fffffuck! You’re almost too big.” The succubus moaned out before regaining her composure. “You are defiled!” Miss Givens sounded inordinately proud of that fact when her pussy swallowed all his manhood.
Too late. Dae felt a brief pang of panic, but his body didn’t care. He had a biological function to complete. A petite, beautiful woman needed his sperm deposited deep within her depths. It didn’t matter that no child would spring from this coupling or that it felt like he was cheating on the love of his life. His cock was doing the thinking. It was too late to bow out.
The marbled succubus wasted no time building up speed as she employed the handles to drive her lithe form along his cock. Dae looked down to watch how her body stretched to take him in. It seemed impossible for the petite woman to fit all his endowment, but there wasn’t any pain in her expression or her cacophonous moans.
The wooden second had one hand on the lever, and the other sought out her first’s pearl. Miss Givens couldn’t continue toying with it as she used both arms on the sliding table. Her second’s Latin chants were decidedly different from what had been employed during the last game.
“You’re not going… To… Make it… llllonnnggg!” The succubus yelled through much effort. She clenched her pelvic muscles with expert precision, amping up the pleasure coursing through Dae.
Give her as long as you can. The sliver of clear thought screamed in his head. Ren-Ran is going to win her fight. Don’t let me be the reason we lose.
After only a couple minutes, Miss Givens crashed down on his cock. “OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!” She screamed toward the ceiling. Her vagina clenched around him in a discordant rhythm as Dae got to experience the dynamo orgasm spectacularly. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” She yelled when her eyes opened, and she pushed her second’s hand off her clit.
“Is it everything you were fantasizing about?” The Prime stepped onto their raised display.
“Better.” The grin on the marbled succubus’s countenance was radiant. Her hips started swaying slowly. “I haven’t cum that hard since the last time I was on this altar.”
“Is it the big cock or audience?” The Prime mused and then leaned in and licked a bead of sweat off Dae’s chest seductively.
“Both. I don’t think I could take bigger… oh!” Miss Givens’s talk was interrupted by pleasure as Dae couldn’t stop his hips moving. Every stroke felt exquisite.
“He’s no Great One, but that looked like fun.” A smile slipped out on the Prime’s otherwise stern façade. “Prove why you were the one that received this honor.” The Prime ordered and then left their presence to patrol around the space. Her ass had improved immeasurably in seven years, and Dae couldn’t help staring even as his shaft was buried in a succubus.
His partner only took about thirty seconds to return to a fearsome rhythm. She may not have possessed the largest breasts, but they shuddered hypnotically each time he thrust into her silky sheath. Her honey coated his cock in lines of frothy excitement, no doubt added to by the swiftness of their coupling. Looking down at their meeting point was dangerous as his body screamed to unload within her.
For males on the altar, there was no compunction for the succubi to cum with them. It was why the men typically moved through the stations faster than the women and the reason that their cumming was only worth a third of the females in the ritual.
This was the third woman he had sex with without a layer of latex between him, and her perfect crenulations stood out so much more. It was only the second woman he had done so on purpose. His condom had broken with a previous girlfriend, and he hadn’t been sure what made the sex feel so much better until he pulled out at a position change. That situation was swiftly rectified with a new prophylactic. Miss Givens would be only the second he finished inside without protection.
Thinking of his latest cancer treatment and the fear of being alone in the hospital trickled into his mind. What was worse was that Renee needed help with their three toddlers, and he could do nothing to aid her as his immune system was temporarily destroyed. Fortunately, his bride wasn’t alone. That feeling of helplessness, though, stuck with Dae. Dread pushed the need to release deep into his psyche.
It let him hold out as all the other altars experienced a shift change. A tall, thick blonde with enormous breasts and a round booty to match wasn’t patient enough to let the cream-colored demon and his partner get her strapped down. She grabbed the man’s pale cock and yanked him forward to impale her. The incubus grabbed ahold of her ample ass and gave into his temptation.
On the missionary table, a fit woman with short raven-colored hair had on a purple garter belt that held up a pair of smokey thigh highs that the priests hadn’t stripped. She pushed the contraption’s legs out to the same spot the prime had put them to torture Leilani and hopped onto the device.
The woman’s massive breasts shook as she positioned herself. Her emerald-colored demon had the single thickest cock Dae had ever seen. His second quickly tied her legs to the arms before the first rammed his tan cock into her. There was a level of rage and anger in their furious coupling, but it was interspersed with moans of utter pleasure.
An overweight, well-endowed man with a bald head and hairy chest was strapped to the big table so a sapphire-colored, rail-thin succubus could mount him. She went slow but picked up speed quickly. He didn’t make it a minute before he was thrown into the flames. Dae kept looking around to get his mind off the moaning tornado attacking his erection.
Dae and Mary Givens went through bouts of fast, frantic thrusts and slower times to catch their breath. Sweat wreathed both their bodies. It gave the succubus the appearance of a freshly buffed and waxed automotive paint job. Glad the makeup doesn’t hold in sweat. The musky, warm interior of the structure wasn’t aiding in keeping cool.
The marbled succubus’s present technique employed the handles to bring Dae deep on every stroke while her short but widely parted legs dangled in an opposite beat. The way it made her vagina flex around him was incredible. For all her spunk and maturity, Mary was a decade younger than Dae and Ren. Her young belly rippled magically as she rammed down on him, causing a cacophonous clap to ring out.
“Whew! This is a workout.” Miss Givens paused and flexed her guns. “For the arms and the pussy. They are both going to be pleasantly sore tomorrow. How about you do the work for a minute?”
“Yes, ma’am.” Dae wasn’t fighting against having sex with the beauty. It was hard to hold out, but he dwelt on being in his oncologist’s office, holding Renee’s hand as the doctor went through their action plan since the cancer had returned. He could remember the subtle quake in Ren’s typically stalwart grip. It bought him more time like his team of doctors had given him.
Without the succubus’s hands on the handles, she could tease the blue nipples on her marbled body. With the addition of sweat, the decoration’s blue veins and fault lines sparkled in the flickering firelight as Dae kept up his duties. The table floating on well-lubricated rails had the problem of his thrusts pushing the succubus out of his hips’ range.
“Will you keep doing your job if I lock her in place?” The second switched from her Latin chant to ask.
“I will,” Dae confirmed with a nod. “Her pussy is too good to stop.”
“I feel the same about your cock.” The succubus grinned boldly as her second locked her table in place and folded down the arms. Dae had to stop thrusting as she worked. “Would you mind grabbing a vibe? I don’t think he’ll make it through another orgasm.” The smile got far more predatory.
“Not a problem. She’s locked down. Back to work!” The wooden-painted woman ordered as she pulled a magenta-colored cylinder from a drawer below the table. She rotated the device to turn it on and held it to her first’s clit.
The added sensation threatened to end Dae’s hold out, but he bit his inner cheek to keep from blowing while he got used to the new stimuli. The second chanted in Latin with one hand on the lever and the other applying pressure to Miss Givens’s pearl. His partner for the evening was playing with her breasts and pinching her thick nipples.
Mary’s moans were rarely intelligible but never stopped as her back arched. The woman was incredibly tight, and Dae was fascinated by how her inner labia seemed to try and pull him back into her deep embrace. Regardless of his thoughts and biting his cheek, he didn’t have long.
“FFFFFUUUCCCCKKKK!” Dae’s partner screamed as she writhed in pleasure in front of him. Her already tight pussy clenched him so tightly as she climaxed spectacularly.
There was only one memory that Dae could dwell on to postpone his ejaculation any longer. He didn’t think that Renee fully comprehended how lucky she was to make it through her accident during basic training for the Marines. Her heart had stopped, if only briefly, when they pulled her out of the water. CPR brought her back.
Dae was in the middle of an electronics lab when he got a call. He didn’t usually bring his phone to class, but he was eternally grateful something had compelled him to do it that day. Within a few hours, he was on a flight to a hospital in South Carolina.
The one memory scarier to him than his struggles with cancer was Ren looking so vulnerable, hooked up to so much beeping and whirring equipment, and unconscious. Between multiple surgeries and her resting, it took a few days before he could talk to Renee. Dae never left her side, even lying to the hospital staff that they were in a relationship to avoid being kicked out. Dae was glad it was at a civilian hospital, and he wasn’t fibbing to uniformed military officers.
The world still needed Renee. Yes, life for his family would be challenging without him, but life without his bride would be impossible. When Ren finally woke up and became coherent, the woman admonished him for skipping classes and using loans to get to South Carolina. He knew her lashing out was because of her fear, so he didn’t hold it against the beauty.
“Wow!” Mary Givens yelled when she came crashing back to earth.
Concentrating on the dark memory had kept Dae from filling her, but it wouldn’t delay him long. He’d been in the structure for nearly two hours. For one of those hours, a succubus had visited him to suck his cock and leave him wanting. He was on edge, but he kept trying to hold out. Dae hadn’t seen Ren hauled into the temple on the back of a demon yet, so there was no way that she was defeated. The Great One would have made sure his prize was made ready. Dae would hold on until he saw her one way or another.
“You still haven’t cum?”
“No.” Dae’s jaw was clenched, but he didn’t stop drilling into Miss Givens’s quim.
“You want to see if playing with his testicles works? The clitty always needs a minute after I cum.”
“YESSS!” The sound of a climax pulled Dae’s attention to the woman on the missionary table as she came. The emerald beast fucking her stopped to grunt and pulled his thick cock from her spasming vagina. Dae thought it would be so she could be dropped, but the demon absolutely covered her in rockets of semen.
Most fell on her tremendous breasts, but even with those serving as a blocker and a long torso, several shots splashed across her face as she screamed. Once he started to slow, his second threw the switch, and down the beauty went, screaming and covered in cum. One of her purple high heels stayed as she was disposed of.
“IN THE VAGINA! MORON!” The Great One roared as he mounted the steps to the display and slapped the incubus across the back of his head. “Is that so hard to get through your thick skull?”
“Others are dropped before the incubus finishes.” The Emerald demon stared his superior in the eye and didn’t stop slowly wanking the last of his sperm from his straining pole.
“Yes, but most of their semen was in the woman. It doesn’t matter for succubi as long as the orgasm starts in the vagina. That sacrifice didn’t move the gauge.” The Prime joined in the dressing down the incubus was getting. “Get out of my sight or join her in the flames.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The beast slunk away as another pair immediately claimed the open altar.
A warm hand clutched at Dae’s testicles and clamped down as the second explored his anatomy. It almost caused him to spill when the surprise hit. “Won’t it feel so good to let loose? Fill her up, Dae.” The demon whispered in a husky voice.
“Why is he not sacrificed already? You’ve had your fun.” The Prime’s anger was still seething as she mounted the platform. “You had the second-best-rated pussy in our testing.”
“He won’t cum.” Miss Givens said with some venom.
“We managed to keep his wife from knowing he’s on the altar. Her notification should be late, but I’m not sure how late. Move. If he will not cum for you, we better let the best vagina here milk him.” The Prime motioned for Mary to shift.
Dae tried to keep the relief from his features as the succubus dismounted. He was only a few strokes from nothing stopping the cascade.
“I must protest, Prime.” The Great One said quietly, like he didn’t want his dissent to be overheard by the cadre of working demons. “The Prime is to only take a pair of partners to start and end the ritual.”
“You’re thinking about the rules for the male Primes, oh Great One.” The purple succubus was nonchalantly circling her clit with fingers as Miss Givens vacated her spot. “Females must start and end the ceremony, but we don’t need our bodies to produce more semen. As with the other succubi, I may take as many lovers as long as there is an hour between. Leave me before I decide your incomplete ritual is all you will get tonight.”
“Yes, Mistress.” The Great One bowed and gave the salute of deference before parting.
“Can you two get around the table so you can suck on his balls while I fuck him?” The Prime toweled the sweat off the table top before hopping up and opening her legs wide.
“I believe so.” Miss Givens nodded, then laid on the altar and came up under the table, her mouth sucking one of his testes between her lips.
“Make sure you don’t get in the way of the slider. I’m going to need it.”
Dae stared down at the second pussy he would enter today. He knew nothing would keep him from cumming for long once he was inside. The Prime’s inner labia were meaty and a deep pink that went with her purple body paint.
“Lube me up, second.” The Prime ordered. “I’m not quite warmed up.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The woman pulled a tube from the hidden drawer. The sight of the wooden-colored succubus slathering her boss’s vulva with lube was another tantalizing view. She even sank a pair of fingers into the woman to ensure the lubricant got everywhere. “You’re tighter than my first.”
“She can stretch to take the Great One. This will not be a challenge.” The Prime transformed the table again and pulled out the handles before lining Dae up.
Sorry, Ren-Ran. I don’t think I have long left. The head of his cock was nestled between a pair of thick lips as she gripped the handles. Dae closed his eyes and concentrated on the words from his tattoo. “Remember… Fight on, always.” He whispered so softly no one else in the noisy den of sin could hear it, but it might buy him another couple of minutes.
“Naama Firsola! I know your true name! I banish you back to hell!” Renee’s chest was heaving as she gasped for air with the orb high above her head.
“NO!” Miss Givens leaped to her feet, screeching.
The Prime also recoiled from the light and sprung from the table. The succubi fled toward the portal.
“I made it!” Renee rushed toward the altar with her light sphere high.
The succubi and contestants may all have their beauty, but in Dae’s eyes, no one compared to his wife. Some may not like a woman who was so fit, preferring softness to visible abs. Then again, some idiots picked a demure woman and not firecrackers that didn’t take shit from anyone, including Dae, when he was wrong in an argument. She was bright, caring, beautiful, talented, and out of Dae’s league. The woman was the perfect mother to a trio of three precocious babies, making every day of his life infinitely brighter.
They’d known each other for thirty years and been the closest friends since their first meeting. Dae frequently regretted that he had waited so long to reveal the depth of his feelings for her, but dwelling on that feeling wouldn’t let him cherish the moments that he had.
One of Renee’s two scars, the one from her emergency c-section, was covered up in makeup, but the other she bore like a proud banner. Her breasts were artificial and perfectly shaped above her firm abdomen. Her blue eyes sparkled as she fiddled with the lever carefully to release the straps without dropping him. It was a tricky maneuver as a hair’s breadth existed between the strap release and the trap door. Her Typically dirty blonde hair was returned to the silver color that adorned her during the last match. Warrior woman Ren-Ran was impossibly attractive.
As soon as he could stand, Dae found the most vital pair of lips in the world. Renee pulled against him hard. The passion in this could rival their first seven years ago. Her locket and sliver barbell accessories were icy cold as she leaned in.
“We have to go!” Renee sputtered as the light from her orb started to dim.
“I will have you!” The Great One yelled out as they boogied into the chilly air of the night. “When you fail, you will be hauled back to me!”
A cold shower was the commonly prescribed remedy to avoid blue balls after being teased but unable to cum. A stiff north wind and icy temperatures were every bit as effective. Dae’s body was fully disarmed as they descended the steps toward the sanctuary. He could shower off the demonically blessed oil and remove the rune on his stomach once there. The seekers were another item sacrificed to the cold of the evening. In the clear skies, a full moon loomed large overhead.
Renee — A little later
It hadn’t taken her long to cross the half-mile between the warehouse and the temple, but Renee was chilled to the bone when she arrived. Dae’s smile when their eyes met was nearly as perfect as the competition seven years prior.
Dae was in unbelievable shape, especially given his recent tussle with cancer and minuscule amounts of spare time. Muscular pecs, a tight core, and a cock that rarely failed to get her off looked good with his beefy ass. He was also the best lover that Ren had ever experienced and very nearly the perfect husband. He couldn’t cook for shit but made it up by doing more than his share of work around their home. However, his most essential and stellar role was as a loving father for their trio of munchkins. Soulmate might be too weak of a word for how Ren felt about the man.
“Wait!” An angel bundled against the cold yelled out as they exited the temple’s enclosed area. The gate was once where the line started when this was a ride two decades ago divided the structure from the rest of the park. A group was interested in resurrecting the theme park, but after all the years of neglect, it would be a complete teardown and rebuild.
“Do you need something?” Renee slowed before she walked past.
“It is far too cold to wander out her nude. I understand you were in a rush before, but please take these.” He handed over a pair of heated blankets. “The demons must still gather more energy to raise the dark one, but do not dally in your duties.” The angel leaned closer to whisper. “The camera crews will want you to drop them before entering and exiting buildings, but please stay safe.”
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