Death Throes

But that did not mean that the sovereigns or their court sages were just sitting idly by. Oh, no! In fact, they were busy pursuing any and every avenue they could think of to flee the inevitable. It gave her a bit of sadistic glee and satisfaction to see them even turn to magic, even though its practitioners had been actively "discouraged" from their pursuits for many, many years.

Just as she had been.

Now, their end was at hand.

Well. . . .their descendants' end, anyway.

In the orb, the demoness saw something she had not expected. A jet of red flame shot out from the surface of the star, only to be pulled back to it in a great arc. Since the prominence had erupted on the side of the star turning away from the small planet, it was momentarily spared.

A smile spread across the succubus's face and her tail swished back and forth in anticipation.

It's begun!she mused with elation. "I have no care as to whether or not you tire nor when," she told Gorflkk. "The only thing of concern to me---and especiallyyou---is being able to take my pleasure when I command it! Keep me right at the verge of my climax, no matter how long it takes! I have been waiting for this moment and I will not be denied my triumph! Do you understand?"

With his mouth too busy for words, Gorflkk just nodded his accord.

To the best of her knowledge, very few had managed to flee the doomed world of Tarka since its ultimate fate had been learned. Most of those who had managed to escape were those well versed in magic and on whom the sovereigns were depending on for their own salvation. In the meantime, the Tarkan civilization had advanced to great heights. But then a terrible war reduced their glory to ash and hurled the survivors back to such a primitive state that it took them several centuries just to rediscover rudimentary magic. She had learned, too, that the inhabitants had indeed remained uninformed of their sad and pitiful end until just a generation ago.

Far too late for the knowledge to do them any good.

As a wave of gratification and sexual excitement swept over her, she tightened her grip on the orb, causing her talons to scrape against the surface of the enchanted glass and eliciting a shrill squeal, though they left no marks in their wake. The succubus fixed her gaze to the scene taking place within the sphere, not wanting to miss even the smallest detail of Tarka's demise. The perpetual twilight of Woeful Iscandar gave no hint to the passage of time as mistress and slave stood before the colossal windows of her personal chamber so neither was aware how long they had been sexually engaged.

Gorflkk was beginning to get a slight pain along his lower spine but was not about to disappoint his mistress. Besides, he had endured far, far worse torture at the hands of true masters of the matter than what this minor somaesthesia was causing. It had been his experience that mortal minds could not fully appreciate the many forms of torture that existed. True, physical torture was very effective but, then too, torment of the mind could break even those with strong wills and leave no visible scarring to belie what had been inflicted on the recipient. No ephemeral mind could invent a means of causing pain and suffering, in one form or another, that had not been perfected long ago by the Underdark's masters of pain and yet there were methods of torture in the Abyss that even the most twisted and evil among mortals would find too terrible and wicked to even comprehend, let alone employ.

Sensing a change in both his mistress's mood and her movements, Gorflkk looked back up at her---and her magical orb. His mistress's smile was a slight bit wider and she had the same look in her eyes as would a predator about to take down its prey. But the scene within the sphere appeared to be no different than it had been a while ago. Though keeping his eye on what was happening directly above his head, the tenebrosus went back to pleasuring his mistress.

Although Gorflkk may not have been able to see the change in the red giant star, the eyes of his succubus mistress saw it instantly: a star that had been hidden by the sun's disk had suddenly become visible at the very edge.It's shrinking!her mind screamed with wicked glee. After watching for a while longer, the demoness saw a second, then a third, distant point of light emerge from concealment. The succubus felt her body tingling with anticipation but she desired an even greater thrill. Holding the orb close to her mouth, she whispered a few words of magic to it. Opening her fingers, the sphere floated silently over her hand until she blew on it with a gentle breath. Carried along by both its magical nature and its instructions, the orb's course curved away from the window, toward the center of the room. As soon as it found its mark, the enchanted globe revealed another of its secrets. In an instant, the chamber around mistress and vassal vanished and was replaced by the panorama previously displayed within the magical orb.

Startled by the abrupt change, Gorflkk momentarily took his head and tongues away from their work. His error was immediately punished.

"Idiot!!" the demoness screamed as she smashed her fist against his flat skull, knocking him to the floor. "It's just an illusion! Now, you worthless piece of shit, get back to eating my pussy before I lose the thrill of what you've already done. If I do. . .I'LL KILL YOU!!!This moment means more to me than you, the next slave, or a hundred thousand slaves!I'd slay them all if it meant being able to see and enjoy the destruction of thisONE world. . .even this one time!!"

A horrified Gorflkk acted immediately and resumed where he had inadvertently left off. He had always tried to stay in his mistress's evilly good graces as best he could though he had still suffered at her hands for anything she perceived as a slight. The tenebrosus had even endured worse beating than this from her and others.

But this time, it felt different.

There was no mistaking the hatred in her voice---or the truth in her statement. Gorflkk knew if she were indeed given the choice for making such a sacrifice for what she wanted, she would do it with no hesitation or thought. It made him wonder if perhaps she had made a similar choice before. He knew she could be cold, ruthless, evensoulless, but commanding the executions of so many almost for what seemed to be a fleeting moment of pleasure? The very notion was unsettling.

As his tongues delved back into the luscious depths of his mistress's cunt, Gorflkk was still able to observe their surroundings. Or lack there of. The walls, ceiling, floor, the entire chamber, the whole keep, even Woeful Iscandar itself, were gone. In their place was the eternal void of night, dotted with so many stars that it seemed impossible to Gorflkk that so many could even exist. The orb had been transformed into Tarka's parent star and dominated a volume larger than what seemed possible for the former chamber to accommodate. To his mistress's left floated the world whose end they were about to witness. Tarka. In comparison, the planet was just about as big around as his mistress was tall. At that moment, an odd thought struck Gorflkk. Seeing her "standing" amid the stars, only several feet away from an entire world, his mistress seemed like some kind of dark goddess of death, preparing to harvest the souls which were her due. He wanted to tell her as much, praising her terrifying appearance but could not,wouldnot, lest he tempt her wrath.

I'll tell her later, he decided as he continued to lick and draw out her nectar and stroke his cock,After thissss issss all over.

As the demoness watched, she found she could actually see the red sun slowly diminishing in size. Her taloned hands snaked up her sides then cupped her full, round breasts. She gave them both a firm squeeze, allowing her nails to prick into her ebony skin just enough so that the pain served to add to the delightful sensations already emanating from her pussy. Wanting still more, she hooked her index fingers through the large, thick rings piercing her nipples and gave them a good tug. Almost at once, a jolt of sexual lightning shot from both stiffening nubs right to her tingling clit, causing her to moan loudly.

She was getting close.

The heat within her was building higher and higher, feeling much like an inferno. Her nipples had gotten so hard and tight that her piercings were starting to seem more like instruments reserved for torture than pleasurable pain and her pussy was soaking with so much juice that she felt as if she had cum a few times already. The very core of her being was screaming for release but she knew she had to hold out---just a bit longer.

She knew she could do it.

For she was a succubus.

She wastanar'ri!

A smile spread across her face. She had "heard" her slave's mental comment, envisioning her as a dark goddess. But, then, that was one of her advantages, her powers: being able to read the surface thoughts of most anyone within her line of sight. It was also one of her best kept secrets for intelligence gathering and her most effective.

A goddess?she mused.Is that how this one sees me? How amusing! And useful!The demoness allowed herself to bask in the illusion surrounding her for a few moments and spread her wings as far as they would open. Closing her eyes, she imagined she could feel the warm rays of the dying sun as they cascaded all over her.Howwouldit feel to be supreme goddess, her thoughts read,And bearing witness to the end of a world?As she opened her eyes, the succubus could hardly help but feel drawn into the illusion around her. Avowedly, it was a very convincing image. . .as well as an equally alluring notion. Standing there, alone, against the stars, towering over the doomed world as its inhabitants scurried about, trying to make the most of what precious little time they had left to them. The prospect of the impending destruction was exhilarating but also bittersweet. No longer would a nation rise up against its neighbor, plunging both sides into the sweet chaos of war. There would be no more mortals to tempt with ephemeral notions of power, spurring them into committing deliciously depraved acts of cruelty against the innocent. No more would there be prayers coming from the lips of the people of this world, pleading in vain for divine mercy or favor, which was rarely given or shown.

There would be. . .no more.

The demoness sighed as she let the fantasy slip away like so much sand through her fingers and refocused her attention on the ever-so-slowly diminishing celestial body before her. She estimated that the star's apparent size had vitiated by about one tenth in the brief time they had been watching things unfold from with in the illusion.

And the rate of its collapse seemed to be accelerating.

"The time approaches," she said almost absently, though still directing her words at Gorflkk as he continued probing, tasting, and licking his mistress. "You know my body well enough to be able to keep me poised right before my ecstasy, my obedient little sex slave. Do so now!"

"MmmMmMmmm. ." came Gorflkk's muffled reply. The tenebrosus knew exactly what it was she wanted. Sliding his free hand down over her naked thigh until it was near his face, two of Gorflkk's tongues deftly slathered some of the demoness's juices onto his middle digit until it shone with a thick wetness. Without pause, Gorflkk not-so-gently pressed his meaty finger against his mistress's very tight sphincter. All the tips of his three-fingered hands were bulbous and just slightly larger than the head on a typical penis. He often wondered if that, and their six tongues, were the two major factors as to why he and his kind were somewhat popular as sex slaves with some of the Abyss's more powerful female demons.

As he pushed a bit harder, his mistress's anus finally opened just enough and allowed his dactyl to slowly slip inside. A deep moan of delight spoke to Gorflkk of the thrills he already knew he was providing his mistress. She had spoken true; the tenebrosus did know how to work her body. In keeping with her wishes, Gorflkk suddenly rammed the rest of his long, thick finger into her.

"Ooohhhh. . . .Yyyeesssssss!" the succubus screamed as her body went rigid and accepted the anal intruder. She could feel herself getting closer to a very deep and powerful sense-robbing orgasm but she knew Gorflkk was not done working her up to that deliciously anticipated moment, yet. He had been the longest lived of her sexual harem primarily because he never failed to please her as she wished to be pleased. Plus, Gorflkk could still come up with some wonderfully wicked ways of getting her to cum hard enough to make her legs feel wobbly.

Even with six tongues delving deeply into her nether regions, a finger up her ass, and her own fingers twisting her nipple rings, the demoness wanted even more stimulation to further heighten her delectation of the coming spectacle and she knew exactly what would suffice. Releasing her left nipple ring, she deftly and quickly completed the semantics for the spell she had in mind as her sultry voice intoned the arcane words.

". . .enin'o'tac!" As soon as she had spoken the final syllable, a black coil appeared behind her, hovering in the air. . . .and slowly starting to unwind. When it was completely unfurled, its true nature and purpose was clear: a whip. While the leather weapon seemed to have no one guiding its actions, it already had a target. Once, twice, the tightly braided length circled before it lashed out and unerringly found its mark.

+Crack!+the whip reported as it landed on the bare, ebony skin of the demoness's back, right between her wings. The sharp sting of the blow made her flinch and scrunch her shoulders together, out of reflex. "Uhhhhh!" she grunted as the pain shot downward and zeroed in on her already stiff clit.

Gorflkk almost jumped at the sudden sound but retained his presence of mind and continued the "lashing" he was giving her. It was not uncommon for his mistress to use spells to provide convincing visual, auditory, or even smells during sex; it was also common for "other means of stimulation" to be employed, though it was difficult to say whom they were meant for until they were used. Gorflkk just let his mistress indulge her desire while he tried to keep out of the whip's precision aim.

+Crack!+ +Crack!+ +Crack!+

After the initial shock from the first several blows wore off, the succubus just drank in the pain from the subsequent ones and turned it into her pleasure. During her long years in the Abyss (or the Everdark, as its myriad denizens called it, though there were very few places that were eternally dark), the demoness had grown accustomed to being on the receiving end of a whip's attentions, thanks to her previous masters and mistresses. It had take a great deal of practice---and just as many whippings---for her to train her mind and body to take the anguish, then transform it into spikes of intense bliss.

+Crack!+

Because of her otherworldly nature, the mundane weapon she had conjured for her erotic torture could not cause any actual harm, though it did make some welts that disappeared as quickly as they had appeared. And the pain(pleasure) it was inducing was most certainly real.

With lust-glazed eyes, the succubus finally looked again at the red star as it continued its course to oblivion. It was already less than half its original size and its shrinkage, while still slow, was clearly visible. In her mind's eye, the demoness tried to envision how things looked from the point of view of Tarka's remaining populace; their sun, which dominated a fair portion of the daytime sky and had been as near an eternal object as could be, now appeared to be receding into the distance. She had no doubt that panic was running rampant across the world.How many?she wondered,How many on the night side are actually trying to sleep, never knowing when the end will come. . .just that it will?

As she watched, the succubus saw the ambient light level slowly dimming across the exposed face of her former home. The star's collapse was increasing with each passing moment and it was only a short time until. . . .

+Crack!+

The sudden noise and sting from the whip brought the demoness back to her thoughts and had almost made her cum in the process.This won't do!she decided and, with a flourish of her hand, made the whip disappear back into the ether from whence it had been summoned.

Gorflkk was glad the whip was gone. He had never liked them, especially when he was on the receiving end of their attention. It had been proving to be a distraction for him, too. With his potential reward being so close to having been earned, he wanted nothing to spoil it for him. The tenebrosus was fully aware that even if. . .no,when. . .he did as he had been instructed and pleasured her just as she had wanted, his mistress could still deny him.

Or worse.

He had seen other demons do it to their slaves; build their hopes and then destroy them for no other reason then for their own amusement and as a reminder to the vassal as to who held the power. But that was the nature of the Abyss. Misery for misery's sake.

And worse torments for those deserving them.

From the corner of his eye, Gorflkk could see that the formerly enormous red sun was now half the size of his fist and getting smaller still. He was not sure what manner of shape his mistress's long-awaited event would take but he guessed that it was going to be a violent one.

When the star was no bigger than the thousands of others far in the background, the demoness knew the collapse was nearly complete. She wanted to see whatthatmoment was like, to behold the death of aSTAR. . . .but witnessing the demise of her former home world took precedence.

It was only a few moments later when the sun announced its expiry. A bright, blue-white point of light, no bigger than two grains of sand, suddenly burst into existence. The light was dazzling and was several times more brilliant than all the others around it. As the new star steadily shone, it also seemed to be expanding nearly twice as fast as it had collapsed. The illusion was short-lived, however, when a thin, white, glowing halo appeared around the tiny, blue-white sun and started expanding ever outward. A light haze trailed just behind the ring but it soon became indistinguishable from the ring as it continued to grow while, at the same time, getting thinner itself.

As the demoness continued her attentive vigil, she saw something she had not expected; when the ring had grown large enough to just be concealed by her outstretched hand, a pinpoint burst of light suddenly flared into existence a bit further out than half way between the stellar remnant and the inner edge of the ring, then quickly faded into nothingness.

"Marnae was just destroyed," the succubus said in a whisper, obviously surprised that she had all but forgotten about the other planets circling Tarka's sun. "Of course. . ." she mouthed as her shock turned to excited anticipation. Though she would not be able to see their destructions firsthand, she did find joy in the knowledge that she would still be able to witness the obliteration ofsixworlds instead of just one.

Visti was the next world extinguished.

Followed shortly after by Neeka

Then came Luur.

By the time Serdis met its fate, the periphery of the ring was of such size that the demoness had to look almost all the way from her left then right to see it. The next, and final, world set for destruction was Tarka, the pinnacle event. Her excitement and orgasm were building at equal pace. The suspense was making her tingle all over just as much as Gorflkk's ministrations.This is going to be a VERY good day!she mused.In anevil kind of way!