The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 15-19

... her costume. Pulling her over to a counter, I find a small knife sitting on the other side. Gripping it, I brandish it before her fearful eyes, before slipping it into a fold of her leather bellow where the whip is holding her captive, and start cutting. “No! You can’t do this! I am the mistress here. I won’t be treated like this in my own place.” I turn her around as I continue to cut through her leather. The knife is sharp enough, but the leather is also sturdy, and it takes me a few moments to cut it away. I’m surprised at how little she’s really struggling, despite her words. Dropping the knife, I’m able to pull down the bottom half of her costume, and can smell her arousal. Standing back up, I release the end of her whip and undo my trousers, letting them fall to my ankles with a clatter as Muramasa strikes the wood floor. I only step out with one leg, before bending her over the counter. “Don’t you dare!” she cries out, belying her body’s reaction to my rough treatment. “Not out here!” Pulling back my hand, I bring it down hard on her rump, making her cry out, and leaving a red handprint behind. “You wanted me to satisfy you,” I whisper in her ear, leaning over her body and nestling my cock between her cheeks. “Now just shut up and take it.” “No,” she cries again, and I can hear the tears in her voice. “Not out here! Everyone will see! At least take me back to one of the rooms.” Grabbing the base of my cock, I begin to rub it up and down along her nearly dripping slit. ...

... She jumps at the first contact between our genitals, and I actually hear a slight whimper escape her throat. “Mistress,” I hear Mara’s slight voice say close by, “do you want me to stop him?” Wasting no more time, I drive my hips forward, impaling her cunt with my pole. Her head flips back, and I see her mouth forming a large ‘O’. “Mistress?” Mara repeats, and the innkeeper just glares at the faceless woman until she backs away. Taking another glance around the room, I see that we have everyone’s attention. A few faceless patrons even have their pricks out, stroking them to the beat of me slipping into this domineering woman. “How dare you fuck me in front of everyone!” she yells back at me as I slip in and out of her tight cunt, but I can feel her start to move in time with my thrusts. “This is my job! I’m, ungh, the boss here. I, uh, make the rules. Oh God! You will not make me cum in front of . . . in front of . . . in. . . . Oh shit!” Her pussy grips my phallus hard as her body shudders in the throes of passion. Apparently the thought of everyone watching her is enough to send her over the edge. I feel renewed with vigor at the thought of being able to get this woman off. She’d said I was only the second, and I can’t feel too jealous about whoever the other person was. I wait for her to finish shuddering, before I pull out, and aim for her other hole. “Wait! No, you can’t. I charge extra for that. You can’t—ungh.” She drops her head to the countertop, as I slip inch after ...