The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 5-9 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 5-9

= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 05 Why Couldn’t They Have Been Trolls? “Yum, I can’t wait to crack open their bones, and suck out their marrow. That’s my favorite part, Lorrey.” For some reason I can’t quite put my finger on, that really isn’t the best sentence to hear when waking up. To make matters worse, my feet are dead, and three large green creatures are dancing around a small fire. Nauseously, they’re doing that on the ceiling. Or I’m hanging upside down by my feet. Yeah, probably the later one. My head feels like Zeus tried to play roller derby in it, and my eyes are bulging from having been down-side-up for too long. The ropes around my ankles and wrists have caused them to go numb. “Angela,” I whisper, hoping the ugly things won’t be able to hear me while they talk about how they’re going to cook us. “I’m here,” she says loudly enough to make me flinch. “Don’t worry, they have terrible hearing.” I look at the creatures again, and a thought hits me. “Shouldn’t they have turned to stone in the sunlight?” “That’s trolls that suffer from that curse. These are orcs. Somewhat smarter and not quite as ugly,” she replies calmly, and I realize she must have a plan for getting us out of here. “Naw, I prefer to suck out their marrow before cracking their bones,” a different orc states. Smarter than Trolls? How dumb can trolls be? “How are we going to get out of here?” I ask, hoping to be let in on it. “They’ll cook and eat you first,” she tells me evenly, ...

... and I feel my stomach drop. “While their cooking you, I’ll break free.” “What!?” I shout, before thinking better of it. She’s going to abandon me? I know she’s technically a demonic creature, but the pain she displayed over having killed someone in the past was real. How can she do this to me? “Hey now,” a gravelly voice shouts at us, grating on my ears, “What’s with this chattah? We likes our food quiet.” “And delicious,” another one pipes up jovially. “Well, do you really know how to cook us?” I ask, stealing an idea from Tolkien. “Tha’ lil trick of delayin’ us won’ work, succubus,” their apparent leader responds. “Ha, Lorrey. You made a rhyme!” says the third Orc. Okay, so apparently ‘smarter’ is a relative term for these creatures. “Shaddup. Lanny, Is the fire ready yet?” “I’m not a succubus!” I shout at the monster. He spins back around and walks right up to me. I can smell his fetid breath, and have to fight to keep my gorge in. “Ya smell like a succubus, you a succubus.” He snorts, and his snot plasters my still naked body. “Oi, what was dat?” Lanny asks. “Lumpy, go check It out.” Lumpy grumbles as he gets up, and starts heading out of the cave. Lorrey goes back to the fire, and backhands Lanny for no apparent reason. “You were going to abandon me,” I accuse Angela, this time quieter, as I try to turn and face her. “Nonsense,” she says, and I can tell her hands are free now, “I just needed you to distract them long enough for me to break free.” She swings her slender ...