12.8.13

XXX Story: The Succubus

by Anonym



Blank nothing. Then. Images cluttered my brain like static. A beautiful red smile. A black dress. A blue drink and blue lights glowing neon. A throbbing beat. A rusty door. Blank again.

When I woke again, my mouth tasted dry as a salty dream. Still couldn't see. Tried to rub my eyes. Couldn't. Panic opens eyes. Still dark. Struggle.


 Legs caught, arms caught. Turn to look at arms. Can't. A band around my forehead and temples. Scream.
"Tush, tush, my dear," came a caramel voice. "Must we make such noise?"
Too dark. Can't turn to see anyways. Try to smack spit.
"Who's... who's there?" I ask, a raspy voice.

"Come now! Don't you remember me?" pouted the caramel voice. A fingernail traced my chest. I am naked, I realize. The fingernail trailed circles.
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