Drow's Dilemma Ep. 131: Rubella

She gave a final smile to the group. Caleldir had a slightly amused yet horrified look on his face, which drew a smirk from the succubus Mistress. "Any questions?"

"Forbidden in churches?" Dahlia said, tilting her head. With everything else, she nodded in understanding. Those rules were logical if a society was to tolerate her kind operating in the open. "I will have to let Marigold know about that. She does so like visiting churches across the lands. But that can wait; she is still wrapping things up in Port Afron." She gave Mirjana a surreptitious wink.

"Uh... what is Marigold doing in Port Afron?" Caleldir asked, a bit worried. The ex-nun who still wore a more shapely version of her habit worried him frequently. She had turned into a much more zealous succubus than was usual for her kind. Just as devout to God, but with a very different, rather disturbing Theology. If he had noticed Dahlia winking at Mirjana, he would have guessed that Marigold's actions had something to do with Gailwen, but he did not see that gesture. Dahlia knew when he was looking at her, after all.

"I will keep your laws; I have no intention of straying far from Caleldir yet," Mirjana told the succubus as she groped Caleldir's behind with absolutely no subtlety. This distracted Caleldir from his curiosity enough that he didn't press the Marigold issue.

Dahlia chuckled at the Rusalka. "I suppose you have had Rubella summoned? I think it would be good for both of our factions to have a bit of a 'meeting.' I also imagine that she will want to see her old master after all these centuries."

"Good to hear. As Seduction Mistress, I have my own dear Duncan to feed off of as our incubus, but I can see that Dahlia's warlock is a very fine specimen. I would not mind any show that any of you want to put on with him, and if you want to show him off to my girls and our pets, that would be lovely."

"I would rather not," Caleldir said dryly. "Let us get to the point. And Rubella was a colleague, not a servant of mine."

Siofra giggled. "I would be very lacking to not make a phallic joke about 'the point'." Her eyes went down to Caleldir's half-erect member. "But you are right. I did call on Rubella Silverwisp. The High Mistress of the Clachleom Seduction. She should be here shortly."

Indeed, in that moment, a succubus portal opened in one corner of the large office and a very red succubus - predictably naked - stepped through. Her monocolor ruby eyes went wide. "It has been a very long time," she murmured in the succubus tongue.

Then she smiled broadly. "Master Librarian Caleldir!" she said, striding over and pulling him into a very tight hug. "It is very good to see you!" She stepped back, not letting go of him, and looked him up and down. She grabbed his penis, giggling. "And seeing more of you than ever before. You were such a pruuuudddeeee back then, like everyone else except dear old Bichborn."

"It is good to see you as well, Rubella," Caleldir said awkwardly. "Please let go of my manhood."

"Only if your 'familiar' tells me to," Rubella said sweetly. Keeping her hand on Caleldir's cock, she turned to Dahlia. "So, you are the most fortunate succubus in the world, it seems. How did you manage to bind to this specimen?"

Dahlia smirked with amusement. She couldn't blame her for being aroused by the new state he was in. The amount of corruption he experienced was astronomical compared to what he was at back when they knew each other. On top of that, this succubus was ambitious and powerful; it would not be a good idea to deny her of something she had wanted for literal centuries.

The familiar sinuously pressed herself against Caleldir and Rubella's sides. "Extraordinary, isn't he?" she agreed. "It's an entertaining story, really. Neither Caleldir nor I had any idea that we would be bound to each other when we first met. They (he and his 'wives') needed me to answer some questions, so I was summoned. Once I saw Caleldir, of course, I decided that I needed to see a bit more of him." She stroked Caleldir's hair affectionately. "I caught him alone and had my way with him. But, when I went to separate... It was bizarre. He was too much for me to handle at the time, and it somehow fused our souls and made it impossible for us to disengage. In order to separate, we had to complete the Master-Familiar ritual. It was great fun, really."

Caught in a three-way sandwich between the blushing Ylene, the aroused Rubella, and the amused Dahlia, Caleldir could not do much moving. He merely took a deep breath and tried to get his misbehaving dick to cooperate with him rather than with Rubella.

Rubella, observing that Dahlia had done the opposite of telling her to stop, kept playing with Caleldir's cock, moving from merely stroking it to jerking it a bit more forcefully. "So, you bonded with him by accident back when he was sealed so you could not tell who he really was," Rubella said admiringly. "But..." she pouted, looking at Caleldir with a sad look in her solid red eyes. "If you needed to call a succubus, you should have called on me! At least have given me a ring."

Caleldir twitched a bit as he almost came, but Rubella suddenly pinched his orgasm back. "Risa... that is, your old friend Storehouse One, wanted succubi familiar with the Underdark and Hell. She knew that you were familiar with neither. That and for awhile she was panicked that you were dead, as she could not find you."

"Good point," Rubella responded with a smile. She had started grinning pretty broadly when Caleldir had almost orgasmed. "While I was happy to keep Storehouse One company on occasion, I was never active in the Underdark or Hell. I am alive, though. I was in hiding for a few decades due to some plans that have since come to fruition. I will have to give the dear A.I. my apologies for that later. And besides, it was for the best that you called on a succubus without an incubus. Because now look at you! Dahlia my darling, you have done wonders with him. He really is perfect. Look at that angry blush he has! Adorable."

Her breathing had grown quite labored. She stepped forward and embraced him tightly, letting go of his cock with her hand and instead grabbing it with her agile tail. "You remember the erotica I write, yes?" she breathed into his ear. "I know you liked it even when you refused to read beyond the first good scene. Well, now I would like you to star in it."

All the while, her tail and swaying hips forced Caleldir's cock to rub against her moist womanhood, though not at an angle that she could engulf him. Caleldir groaned and tried to squirm out of her grasp. "I am happy to see you, Rubella, but you are getting very carried away. Please, let me go. You said you have an incubus? Doesn't that mean that you are basically married by succubus standards?"

"Succubus marriage is a reproductive affair," Rubella shrugged off Caleldir's complaints. "I cannot get pregnant off of you. This is just a bit of fun. And payback."

Dahlia continued to be amused by Rubella's predictable 'friendliness,' and Caleldir's predictable discomfort with the situation. It was a small wonder that Caleldir wasn't completely comfortable with this sort of thing by now. After all, the women surrounding him were being very kind and gentle compared to the Rusalka's treatment of him.

Not wanting to be left out, Mirjana stepped up behind Caleldir and began stroking him across his chest. She lightly nipped at his neck, though she was careful not to let her sharp teeth do enough to overcome his damage resistance.

Ylene did the least out of the four women that now surrounded Caleldir. She simply held on to his arm more tightly, her slim body pressed firmly against him. Her eyes were wide, looking at the far more confident women molest the man she clung to. It clearly aroused her, as her breath was heavy and her tail twitched with excitement.

Rubella's eyes slipped over to Dahlia, gauging her reaction to all this. She mouthed the words to Dahlia, - I will offer you some pay, of course. Some Constructs, or even some human or elven servants. Just have to let me make him do some things he will complain about. - Her eyebrows waggled.

Dahlia locked eyes with Rubella when she noticed that she was trying to communicate. That way, her mouthed words also made it into her mind, as their language involved the natural low-level telepathic empathy that all succubi had. Dahlia considered the offer for a moment, then shook her head very slightly.

- A little play now is fine. We'll negotiate more later, - Dahlia replied in the same manner.

With that, Rubella angled her pussy and engulfed Caleldir with a soft sigh. "Oh, how I wanted to do this back then," she moaned.

"Rubella! No!" Caleldir gasped. His cock throbbed inside her, the walls of her womanhood beginning to milk him even before she started moving.

Dahlia sighed with the pleasure that Caleldir felt, almost as if she herself had been the one to engulf him. Almost. Mirjana chuckled, gently running her claw-like fingers across his flesh. Then one of her hands slipped over to Ylene. The catgirl twitched in surprise but soon found that she enjoyed the fingernails that brushed against her back. Soon, purrs of appreciation joined with the sounds of heavy breathing and pleasured sighs.

Siofra shook her head in amusement. "Well, it seems like you have things well in control," she noted. "Though perhaps you should move this out of my office and onto a bed, High Mistress?" Unlike Rubella, Siofra did not have a history with Caleldir that worked her up to the point that she would not rather just go feed on Duncan again, so she remained rather unaffected for a succubus witnessing a surprise (though predictable) orgy.

Rubella looked behind her without getting off of Caleldir's dick. "Oh! I am sorry, Mistress Siofra." She smiled. "Can we borrow your office for... say... ten minutes? Then we will move rooms."

"I can take a break," Siofra got up and ported away to snack on her incubus. The scene had made her very horny.

Rubella looked deeply into Caleldir's eyes, her own monocolor orbs set in a smirk. "You love this sort of thing, don't you," she whispered to him. "That is why you surround yourself with drow, with rusalka, with Us." She wrapped her legs around him, clinging to him. "So much delicious flesh here..." she moaned, giving Mirjana an appreciative look over Caleldir's shoulder. "So, Ms. Rusalka. What is your story?" She began to pump her hips as she spoke.

"My story?" Mirjana questioned, surprised that the succubus cared enough to ask. But she didn't mind responding; she was not ashamed of her heritage. "I was born, not created like a lot of my kind. My mother raised me with her sisterhood in the waters of the northwest. When I was of age, I joined with a younger sisterhood that was half-born, and half created Rusalka. We struggled for territory, though, so we made our way down the trade routes and finally into Port Afron, far away from any competition. We were discovered, however, by Faust. Rosti made a pact with him; he sends us the men to punish, but we cannot find our own. We protect the underground from invaders.

This worked for many years, but finally, we chafed under our restrictions, and the nature of Port Afron and its leader was changing besides. We wanted to leave, but we still had a pact with the leader. Six rusalka to protect and punish. Then we found Caleldir, who could give three rusalka to replace Rosti, Nemanja, and Katia. It was then I fell pregnant by him. In the end, our plans changed. All of my sisters wanted babies, and all my sisters wanted to leave - including me. Thankfully, Caleldir came back with a solution for us. I, however, had long realized that I do not get along with my sisters as I wished I would. I needed to find a new sisterhood as soon as possible."

All the while Mirjana told her story, Rubella continued to, rather lazily, ride Caleldir. Her eyes were mostly on Caleldir's expression, savoring each little twitch, gasp, and protest. She shut up a few of his complaints with deep kisses, or by putting her finger in front of his mouth.

Not that Caleldir did much talking while Mirjana told her story. He had given up trying to struggle out of the press. One arm was kept in place by Dahlia and the other by Ylene, after all. And, really, it was not all that bad anyway.

"I sensed this from her when we were setting up their replacement. She was marginalized and unhappy. I offered to let her join our sisterhood: Caleldir's Wives. So here she is," Dahlia finished the explanation. "A Nymph, a Succubus, a Rusalka." She chuckled. "He only needs one more to complete the set." And she had Plans for that one more, though she let her tone suggest that she was joking.

Rubella chuckled slightly. "Well, it is clear that you need to get an Erinyes, then. I know a few, but they are attached to my Domination, so are not available." She began fucking Caleldr much faster, locking her long legs around Mirjana as well as Caleldir and relying on the Rusalka to keep him steady. "How many women have you spilled your seed inside, Master Librarian?" She asked mockingly. "Probably more women than I have had men. And I am a succubus!"

Dahlia, of course, knew the answer to that question better than Caleldir himself did. 178. When she answered as much, Rubella moaned and tightened her pussy around his cock, burying him in herself to the root for a moment, before pounding even faster.

"Nearly all of them were involuntary!" Caleldir protested, trying to resist the inevitable.

"That is more than quadruple my male partners! In my nearly thirteen centuries, I have had sex with only forty-three men," Rubella exulted.

"Quadruple," Dahlia repeated with a smile. "And the majority weren't even my fault. It would have been nice, though, to have known him before all that happened. I envy you, Rubella. Slightly." The succubus familiar knew how fortunate she was, though.

For the sake of not monopolizing the office more than she had to, Rubella did not respond to Dahlia's comment. She was entirely focused on Caleldir. "You know you enjoyed every last one of those orgasms. Damn, you became a real slut, Master Librarian. It is delicious to see. Now, let us raise that number by one more right now." With that, she really went all out, until she felt Caleldir's cock erupt inside her. Her voracious pussy immediately sucked his seed away as she closed her eyes in ecstasy.

When she came down from her high, she pulled off of him with a sigh. "Thank you, Mistress Dahlia. That was quite fun. We can have more fun with the Master Librarian later, but for now, we should give Mistress Siofra back her office. And talk business. You will be wanting the story of how we came to be in control of half of Clachleom, I am sure."

When it was all over, only the succubi were really satisfied with the encounter. Caleldir's pleasure was as good as her own, in Dahlia's case. But Ylene and Mirjana received no such benefit. So it was that they both continued to cling to him, to rub against him in their own ways. Dahlia gently pried them away - Ylene backing off far easier than Mirjana - and stood between her master and the two women. "Let's get to a bedroom," she suggested gently. "You both can 'entertain' yourselves there, while Rubella and I talk."

Then Dahlia turned to Rubella. "It was my pleasure." Literally. "Isn't the power surge from him quite something? Before I was bound to him, when I was much weaker, I was completely overwhelmed for a while." She kissed Caleldir on the cheek.

Rubella's tail snaked out to grab Caleldir's cock and pull him along after her. Despite her tail being naughty, and not wearing a scrap of clothing or even jewelry, Rubella walked with the poise, confidence, and authority of a queen. Which, more than a mere High Mistress, she was at this point. As she walked out of Siofra's office, the succubi and servants who saw her went wide-eyed and bowed or curtsied. Which looked a bit strange when done naked.

Rubella led them into a luxurious, though understated, side room with several couches and low beds. "This should do for now," Rubella said cheerfully. She sat down in a large armchair and demurely crossed her legs. Her tail kept stroking Caleldir, though she pretended not to notice.

"So, how was the Master Librarian way back when?" Dahlia asked.

"He was rather rude in the way he dismissed my writing," Rubella said seriously, though with a twinkle in her eyes. "He did not even want to include it in the library at all. Said it was pure smut without redeeming characteristics. He did not even read past the first summoning scene!" She shook her head.

"You had an animated drawing of a succubus raping a man!" Caleldir groused. "It was a monastic library!"

"I know. And you got an erection from it even back then," Rubella said smugly. "At least good old Fedwyn Birchborn overruled your objections and filed it in the restricted section."

"And prevented you from being punished for your audacity," Caleldir muttered.

"And, this is why I want to tease him so much," Rubella told Dahlia conspiratorially. Her tail stroked him harder for a moment. "Anyway, while I do want to talk about the past and about business with you, Mistress Dahlia, I think that our Esteemed Librarian here will want to hear about the politics of Clachleom first. After that, we can let him go."

Caleldir opened his mouth to complain about the tail but decided not to.

"It all started after Deusterrra fell," Rubella began.

"Not to interrupt, but could you let go of me for this story?" Caleldir asked.

"Certainly, but someone will have to conceal your cock. It is distracting," Rubella said pleasantly.

"I can do so with my hands. Or clothes," Caleldir pointed out.

"Do not be rude," Rubella sniffed. "To be clothed in a Boudoir - and even more so in the presence of a Succubus High Mistress - is downright improper. Rank has its due." It seemed that, though she did not wear the title nor the jewelry, Rubella did demand the etiquette due to a Queen. "I have not worn clothing in five centuries, and I have not had more than five people wear clothing in my presence and live in the last two centuries," she said in a slightly haughty tone. "So, which of you ladies will take care of Caleldir for me? Make sure he can still see me, though. Both because I am going to be telling my story and because I want to see his face."

After Mirjana volunteered, Rubella's tail let go of Caleldir only after he was firmly in the rusalka's grasp. The succubus queen resumed her story. "It began after Deusterra fell. I was then still a mere Cambion, visiting one of my mother's relatives in Clachleom. They were not aware that my mother had been succubized decades ago, nor of my true nature. They merely thought I was an unusually gifted Sorceress. After The Incomplete took over and destroyed Deusterra, I stayed with them. I quickly made a name for myself in the service of the then-king, winning lands for him. I took a few lovers - male and female - in that time. Though I did not marry and stayed discreet about my dalliances.

"The lands the King gave me for my service were wild and empty for the most part: which was the way I preferred them. I spent a lot of time adventuring, leaving my demesne in the hands of my aging steward. I delved into the ruins of Deusterra many times, trying to find a way to undo the curse of the Incomplete. I even spent a few years in the city of Grand Oak with Naliira. But it was when I went down to Blackdawn Caverns and talked with Matron Nirza Blackdawn a century after the Fall that my life derived purpose.

"Nirza and a very small handful of those with her - including Faraia - were powerful enough to traverse the ruins of Deusterra, but the vast majority of the drow with her could barely live in their isolated cavern, and trying to evacuate the place was impossible. Nor did the Blackdawns have any desire to move. They were determined to stand their ground. Nirza worried about their isolated population. They were barely able to survive now. After generations of being weakened by inbreeding, she feared they would collapse utterly.