The Legacy of Argus

As the tension drained from my body I felt a drowsiness fall over me, the lack of desperate focus allowing the stress of the last few weeks to take its toll. It was then that that my brain caught up with my ears - I hadn't heard the ring hit the wall or floor. I sat up to look for it and terror gripped my soul, she stood idly caressing the ring as it lay in the palm of one hand as she sealed the doors of the room with the other, merging them seamlessly into the walls.

I scrambled to my feet and tried to quickly assess the situation, I was now stuck in a circular room with no exit and a completely healed succubus. Instinct took over and I moved to a defensive poise and I felt another wave of tiredness roll over me. She began to strafe around me in circles, keeping her eyes towards me. I began to feel dizzy and weak as I turned to follow her movements. Seeing this she smiled.

"Are you tired?" she said "Surely you did not enter the domain of a foe without checking the magic it contained? Come, mage, strike me with your best magic."

I didn't need her encouragement, I had been gathering all the power I could since she started to speak and now I released it violently toward her. She didn't even bother to block it, merely stood and let it hit her. My heart sank as the magic dissipated harmlessly and she ran her agile tongue over her lips as if savouring the experience. Another swoon nearly overcame me and I staggered, recovering my balance just in time to see her flick a hand leisurely and felt a tiny wave of power lash into me and knock me over.

By the time I managed to scramble upright again she was advancing on me, amused look on her beautiful, cruel face, I threw up a shield spell but knew even as I did it was far too weak to hold her at bay and the effort of it nearly exhausted me. Instantly aware of this she cooed mockingly and just kept walking into it, it impeded her only as much as to make it seem that she was walking through treacle. I backed away as she got inexorably closer, still trying to keep the shield up and failing to notice her tail scythe out behind me and trip me up.

My shield died as I hit the floor and as I sat up to aim another spell she pounced, landing with one foot on my chest and slammed me into the floor. I looked up breathlessly as she stood over me, one foot still pinning my chest to the floor, wings extended across the room, leaning forward so she looked straight down at me with triumph in her eyes.

"You would have done well to heed the warnings of your forebears," she said "Though I am glad you have not, we are going to have such a good time, you and I."

As she spoke I felt her tail slip over my neck and under the collar of the shirt I wore and jerk swiftly downwards, neatly bisecting the garment. I tried to sit up but she was too strong, or I was too weakened, for me to be able to shift her. Meanwhile that muscular tail had sliced through the cuffs of the shirt and tossed it aside and as I struggled to raise my arms to aim another spell at her she had removed the rest of my clothes.

"Isn't that better?" she said.

I responded by trying to conjure a small stone and accelerate it through her eye but to my horror realised I couldn't muster enough energy. She laughed and lowered herself to kneel, one leg either side of my chest, staring down at me as I tried fruitlessly to produce some magic to repel her. I could feel the heat of her core against my stomach, a delicious contrast to the cool marble floor beneath me. Her left hand traced slow runic designs on my chest as her right hand stroked ever so lightly up my neck, around my face.

Wherever she touched me I felt a tantalising tingle, I tried to focus by working out what runes she was inscribing on me were but these thoughts were driven clean out of my head when her tail wrapped around my cock. I shuddered and groaned as it held my cock perfectly upright and coiled around it from root to tip.

"You shouldn't feel bad, mage," she said, squeezing her tail and making me shiver. It was a strange sensation, the loops of her tail ribbed against my cock and pulsing slightly against it.

"No mortal has ever evaded me as long as you have," she said, beginning to wind and unwind the tail. I gasped at the feel of the smooth tail sliding over and around my member. She did this faster and faster, uncoiling completely and then completely surrounding me again. I was shivering constantly now, blood drained from my head and my feeble efforts at spell casting forgotten.

"I'll tell you something you might find interesting", she said, rising into a crouching position and I whimpered in a mixture of lust, terror and exhaustion.

"The knife that you've been carrying all this time," she said, rubbing my cock along her slit with her tail. I jerked underneath her at the heat of the contact but she skilfully moved her hips to keep the contact of our bodies minimal.

"Would have banished me if you had used it on yourself," she said, holding my cock perfectly still on the very brink of entering her and looked into my eyes. She lowered herself a fraction of an inch and I felt her lips flutter across the head of my cock. The tickling sensation, coupled with the heat of her made me tremble and then she lowered herself fully onto me. As soon as I entered her I nearly passed out from the thrill that shot through me, she was tight, rippling around me like a glove and the wet heat of her pussy would have killed any mortal woman.

She gave me a few seconds to adjust, smirking triumphantly at my heavy breathing and groans of pleasure. Then I felt her clench around me, impossibly strong and tactile muscles massaged my cock and I came in ecstasy. She purred in delight and her walls spasmed around my member, drawing my seed into her.

"Better than hiding in caves, isn't it?" she said. Doing my best to ignore the heavenly feeling of her tight sheath around my cock I stretched out a hand and tried to summon the knife to me, seeing this she laughed and a vibration ran through her whole body and teased my penis even more. Summoning the knife herself she ran a finger along the black blade.

"You see, by breaking the enchantments sealing me out of this world you became my portal to it. This blade is horribly cursed; its purpose is to annihilate the soul. I was afraid you would sacrifice yourself to oust me. Even if you had died of old age I would have been compelled to follow your soul out of this world. Fortunately you responded exactly how I knew you would to your dream," she said, piercing blue eyes filled with the sparkle of victory. She muttered a few words and the knife vaporised.

"You wouldn't want to accidentally stab yourself and end this, would you? I've got something better for your hands to play with," she said and grabbing my wrists she pulled my hands onto those luscious breasts. Smoother than polished marble but with the softness of the peak of femininity and firm as could be, despite myself I couldn't help but indulge in kneading those perfect mounds.

Flashing me a devilish smile she began to slide up and down my straining cock. The muscles of her cunt squeezed and pulled as she oscillated, the exquisite sensations driving me still further into delirium and I came again. She moaned and writhed atop me and I felt a definite rippling suction around my cock as she absorbed my seed. This orgasm lasted longer and I could feel myself weakening as she fed on me.

She on the other hand looked even more gorgeous, her breasts slick with sweat under my eager fingers and her face visibly excited as she coaxed the last few spurts out of me. She leant over me, her silken hair tickling my shoulders and framing her face in shadow but her sapphire eyes shone brightly. She arched her back and placed her mouth to my ear.

"Not long now, you're doing well," she whispered, her hot breath on my skin making me jump. Her tongue slid out and sensuously traced along my jaw to my lips, pushing forcefully inside for a deep kiss. She sat back up and started to gyrate, I reached for her breasts again and found I couldn't raise my arms, panicking I began to try to thrash ineffectually to get out from under her. She just smiled down at me and increased her movements. I was sweating heavily, heart pounding thunderously and breathing in ragged gasps through my mouth. Reaching behind her she began fondling my testicles.

I felt sure I was about to climax again but nothing happened, I was just kept on the brink of orgasm, shuddering violently as she continued to rock above me. Then I felt a peculiar sensation as if thousands of minuscule hairs were extending from the walls of her pussy and stroking my member. They were fine, silky and moved in different directions. The effect on my already stimulated cock was heart-stopping. I tried to cry out for her to let me come but I could only manage a dry rasp.

"This is it, mage. Once I have your soul I will have no bonds to prevent me staying in this realm," she said; exultant satisfaction on her face. Abruptly she stopped moving her hips, our pelvis's together with my cock firmly lodged inside her and then I felt the strands all latch on to it.

"I hope you'll enjoy this as much as I will," she said with a wink. My cock was punctured on all sides by the strands and I exploded into her, feeling my seed drawn out through each strand. The sense of suction increased in great throbbing pulses. The pleasure was so great I bucked off the ground to try lodging deeper into her and I kept on shooting. I could see her getting more and more excited as I felt weaker and then I felt strangely focused and time seemed to dilate as she threw back her beautiful head in orgasm and her muscles squeezed ever tighter.

Then, blackness ...