Enough to Make a Succubus Blush

|| -- Chapter 1 -- ||

"Hey, Calista. Have you corrupted that human yet?"

Calista froze as her name was called. As a succubus, it was her job to pervert humanity and corrupt humans to demonic temptation. However, the query made her thoughts freeze up. She had no easy answer to give.

"I'm afraid not. I'm still working on corrupting the human." Calista turned around to face the one to question her, Azura.

Azura was a succubus, similar to Calista herself. She had dark hair, lustrous smooth skin, black-painted lips and a pair of piercing yellow eyes. They both looked the same, down to a leather-like outfit which left little of their bodies to the imagination, but Azura was lacking in several areas.

Her breasts were A-cups, much smaller than Calista's D-cups. She was also shorter, coming a head lower than Calista herself. She had to look down to meet Azura's eyes, but the smaller demon carried a confident smirk, as if she knew exactly how Calista would answer.

"You've been working on that human for months, haven't you?" Azura gave a derisive sneer as she spoke. "Don't you think that's pathetic? Where's your pride as a succubus?"

Azura's tail whipped back and forth, and her leathery wings spread wide behind her. In the narrow stone hallway, even Azura's tiny wingspan filled the space. Perhaps it was meant to intimidate her, but Calista couldn't care less.

She had more experience than Azura, lived for centuries longer and fed on legions more humans. She had no reason to entertain the challenge, so she turned her gaze to the side, staring out the window of the stone hallway.

The ley-lines were beautiful this time of year. A multi-colored river of mana carved through the sky, weaving between fluffy cumulus clouds. Calista sighed to herself, staring at the sky through the stone pillars of the hall.

"So? Aren't you going to answer me?" Azura's tail whipped faster behind her, and her brow furrowed in frustration. Despite her smugness moments earlier, she hated getting ignored--or so Calista assumed.

"I'm still working on the human. I don't think it'll take much longer to corrupt her." Callista didn't have any other way to answer. She'd spent months trying to corrupt a single human. If she answered differently, it would put shame on her heritage as a succubus.

Even if reality was to the contrary; even if Calista was nowhere near to corrupting the human; even if it felt like her own heart was unfurling from her contact with the human--she couldn't answer any differently. All she could say was that she needed a little more time, even if that was a bold lie.

--

Several hours later, Calista flew through a starry night sky.

She left the demon world and returned to the human world, just as she did every night. The feeling of the cool air against her wings felt refreshing, and the tension of the day melted away. Her mind felt free in the human world, like an enormous weight had lifted from her shoulders.

The burdens and expectations of the demon world weren't here. The human world didn't care if she was a hundred years old or ten thousand. They saw her only as another demon. A few millennia prior, she would have bristled to be compared to other demons with only a few centuries to their name, but Calista found it a comforting fact now. Compared to the expectations of being an ancient demon, to be seen the same as any other demon felt comforting.

Calista landed on a grassy hill near a cobblestone church.

This was the location of the human she was trying to corrupt. Sister Margaret, a nun living in the church. She should have been an easy mark, as most women of the cloth were, yet Calista had never met a human like her. Despite her frail human body, it was Calista who always felt like she was on the back foot.

"So you've come." A silky smooth voice called out to her.

Calista let herself in through the window to find Sister Margaret sitting at her desk. The room was pitch black, only illuminated by a pale pool of moonlight where Calista stood. For any other human, they would have struggled in the darkness, but not Sister Margaret.

"I thought I was being quiet," Calista said. She padded into the room, leather tail whipping behind her. She spread her wings and towered over the human, but Sister Margaret smiled kindly up at her.

"You can't fool my ears, Calista." She held out a hand, giving her an expectant look.

Most humans would have been overcome with terror. For a demon to tower over them, bear their wings, and stare them down, Margaret should have been helpless before her might. Calista could pin the nun down and force herself on her, but Calista couldn't bring herself to do such a thing.

She kneeled down in front of Sister Margaret and took her hand, kissing the back of it.

"The sky was beautiful today..." Calista looked up at the nun, smiling softly. "I wish you could have seen it."

"That is not the path given to me by the lord." Sister Margaret put one hand over Calista's, rubbing it. She returned the smile and gently squeezed her hand. "Were you busy today? Did your junior give you trouble again?"

"Azura was as troublesome as ever." Calista smiled, and she began recounting her troublesome life in the demon world.

This was how it started. She found herself confessing her troubles and worries to Margaret. Even as an ancient demon, she had things that bothered her. There were issues she couldn't share to anyone, things that would expose her weaknesses to other demons. However, she could tell them to Sister Margaret.

"Let's get a bit more comfortable, shall we?" Margaret stood up, and she reached over to the bed, patting it before sitting down on the mess of blankets.

Calista nodded, and she took a seat beside her. The bed was hard, much stiffer than anything she experienced in the demon world, but it felt comfortable. This was Margaret's bed, and it felt all the softer because of it.

She recounted all her stress and worries to the nun, leaving nothing out. It took over an hour, but Calista felt like she could tell Margaret anything. Despite being a lowly nun, she had the patience and wisdom of a saint.

"Calista... As always, you've put too much weight behind the words of others. Only the lord has the right to judge us. Remember the lord's name when others seek to condemn you, for only the lord may determine the weight of your sins."

"I don't think I'm going to heaven," Calista said, and she gave Margaret a rueful smile.

This was a discussion they had every night. Margaret attempted to preach to her and speak of the lord's forgiveness. However, there was no way for a demon like her to pass through the gates of heaven. It would be easier for a rich man to squeeze through the eye of a needle than for her to enter heaven.

"Perhaps there is no place for a sinner like yourself. You snuck into my chambers with an ulterior motive, didn't you?" Margaret smiled kindly as she spoke. "You harbor sinful intentions towards me, don't you?"

"I do..." Calista swallowed, hard.

She came here to corrupt this holy nun. She wanted to steal her away to the demon world, show her the beautiful sky she spoke of; show her the ley lines unique to the demon realm. She wanted Sister Margaret to become one of the few humans to see such a beautiful view. With Calista's magic, it would be possible. She could show this devout nun the world and give her experiences far beyond what was possible within the dark confines of this monastery.

However, that was not the lord's way.

A chill ran down Calista's back as Margaret's favorite phrase echoed in her mind. She knew it was impossible. She'd tried for months to convince Margaret to abandon her faith, but she always declined. Even when promised the beauty of the world, Margaret remained resolute.

"We're both doomed souls." Sister Margaret said. "You, who steals into my room each night, and me, who indulges your fantasies. Neither of us will pass the lord's judgement."

She leaned over and kissed Calista on the lips. For a demon like her to receive the kiss of a nun, it was wrong. Not only because she was a demon, but Margaret's religion forbade such acts. A kiss out of wedlock, between two women, and with a demon, no less.

In some respects, Calista felt like she was making progress. Sister Margaret had broken her vows. Every night, they indulged in the sins forbidden by her religion. However, it was Calista's heart which felt like it was coming undone. Her emotions felt like a tight knot being teased apart by Margaret's kiss.

She melted into the bed, leaning back and basking in the tender embrace. The longer the kiss continued, the more Calista's head spun. She got lost in the moment and gave herself over to Margaret's kiss, moaning into the other woman's mouth and eyes fluttering in delight.

Then Margaret pulled back.

"Such a naughty kitten, always sneaking into my room." She whispered the words, tickling Calista's lips with her breath. "It seems I need to punish you again."

Calista let out a mewl. She felt like nothing more than a helpless kitten before Margaret. Just like the nun said, she was a pathetic, needy little kit, begging for attention, and Sister Margaret was like a warm sun, allowing her to bask in her warmth.

(I'm supposed to be an ancient demon.) Calista thought to herself. (I shouldn't be thinking like this, but... These feelings are impossible to deny.)

"Please, Sister Margaret," Calista said, and she swallowed hard. "Punish this naughty kitten for her sins."

"I thought you would say that." Margaret leaned back, giving her a knowing smile. "It's time for your repentance, my little kitten."

She stood up and hiked up the front of her nun outfit, revealing a thick strap-on between her legs. It was far larger than any human member ought to be. When Calista first saw it, she had thought the nun was crazy for having such a thing. But now, all she felt from the sight of the large strap-on was arousal.

Calista panted for breath. Her head swam from the needy urges building between her legs. Arousal stained her thong and dripped down onto the sheets. It was a pathetic display, especially for an ancient succubus like herself, but Sister Margaret's thick strap-on had trained her body into this state.

"I'm ready to repent..." Calista said under her breath, and she pushed her thong to the side, spreading her lips towards the nun.

Margaret climbed back onto the bed, kneeling between her legs, and she guided the thick dildo up to Calista's sex. Even in the dark room and without sight, she found her opening and pushed her hips forward, sinking into Calista's pussy.

"Oh, hell..." Calista breathed out a shaky sigh, and her eyes rolled up in her head. Out of all the human cocks she'd taken, nothing had ever filled her like Sister Margaret's strap. The fullness made her heart pound in her ears and clit throb in satisfaction.

"My little sinful kitten..." Margaret leaned down, breathing the words into her ear. "This is your punishment for sneaking into my room each night."

She pulled back her hips, then thrust back in. In a slow rhythm, she fucked Calista's pussy with her massive strap, sending sparks dancing in Calista's eyes. Over and over, the thick member slid in and caused Calista to take a sharp breath.

"Please... Punish this sinful body more." She stared up at Sister Margaret and spread her legs as wide as they could go. "I'm a naughty demon who needs repentance."

"Good little kitten..." Margaret slid her fingers around her throat, and she shoved her hips forward. Her speed increased, pistoning in and out of her.

The grip on her neck wasn't strong enough to hurt, but it served as a reminder of Calista's place. As Margaret slammed her hips into hers, and the pleasure tingled out of her needy pussy, the fingers around her throat kept Calista docile.

She lay on the bed, mewling for more, begging Margaret to punish her harder. Despite being an ancient succubus, the feeling of the human dominating her sent waves of satisfaction through her brain. If it was Sister Margaret, she wanted to lie on the bed and get fucked like an unruly imp.

Minutes turned into hours as they fucked. Just like every night, Calista lost track of time as she took Margaret's strap. She forgot all about her desire to corrupt her, and she relished in the pleasures of her body instead.

For a demon like her, there was no greater disgrace. She should have been the one on top, bringing this nun into an endless parade of orgasms. However, it was the other way around. Margaret cared not for her own pleasure, devoting her entire being to fucking Calista with her strap-on.

Sweat droplets clung to Margaret's brow, and her breathing grew heavy as she swung her hips. Calista stared up at her and the sight sent a shiver down her spine. The earnest expression on her face sent a flutter through her belly.

(I'm a demon... I should laugh at her. A human bringing a demon to orgasm should be impossible.) She thought to herself.

Calista only came when she wanted to. As an ancient succubus, resisting temptation was easily within her power--or it should have been. Despite the absurdity of the situation, she felt herself rising towards an orgasm. The euphoria building in her chest made it impossible to hold back.

Just like every night before, the pleasure tingled out of her pussy and grew more intense with each thrust. She felt herself rising towards an inevitable orgasm, and mewling moans escaped her lips. Her back arched off the bed and, through it all, she stared up at Sister Margaret.

In the dark, even her demon eyes barely made her features. There was no way for Margaret to see her expression, but Calista gazed up at her with a rueful smile nonetheless. She moaned louder and louder, waiting for the climax to come--waiting for Margaret to finish her off.

"Please..." Calista whispered under her breath. "I can't wait any longer."

"Come for me, my little kitten." Margaret released her throat and she leaned down, kissing Calista on the lips.

The moment their mouths met, the hours of sex came to a climax. Margaret slammed her hips into hers for one last time, and Calista clenched around her strap, moaning into the other woman's lips. Sparks danced in her eyes, and it felt like her heart would explode as the waves of pleasure and happiness crashed through her hips.

With two hands, she hugged Margaret tight, squeezing her in her arms. Down below, her legs twisted around her hips, pulling Margaret's lower half deeper between her legs.

Seconds turned to minutes as the twitching contractions rippled through Calista's pussy. It felt like the kiss, embrace, and orgasm lasted for an eternity. However, even an eternity would be short of time for her. She wanted the moment to last forever.

They continued to kiss and embrace as the moon rose and fell over the starry night sky.

When dawn broke, they still lay together with their limbs intertwined. Margaret lay on top of her, breathing lightly as she faded in and out of sleep. The sight of her earnest expression made Calista's heart skip, and despite spending all night kissing, she wanted to kiss the nun once more. However, it was dawn, and her time was up.

(I need to get going.) Calista thought to herself. She pushed herself up and extracted herself from the sleeping nun's embrace.

The early morning light filled the room, allowing Calista to view it better. The walls were made of stone, and no decorations lay on the walls. It was a conservative room, even for a nun, and the sight made Calista shiver.

Without Margaret's body to warm her, the chilly morning air made goosebumps rise on her skin. As an ancient demon, she shouldn't have been affected by the cold, yet the lonely air felt worse than the icy winds of the arctic.

Calista glanced back at where Margaret lay, staring at the sleeping nun. Briefly, she was tempted to climb back into bed and embrace her once more. However, she didn't have time--she had to return to the demon world. Even an ancient succubus like her couldn't stick around during the day.

"Sleep well..." Calista took a blanket and pulled it up over Margaret's shoulders. In the end, this nun was still human, and Calista couldn't bear the thought of her catching a cold. "May your rest take you through the Black Lake of Nierdere."

She cast a bit of magic, increasing the effectiveness of Margaret's sleep. Even with her limited time after their nighttime activities, she would feel rested and strong. As a succubus, dream magic was her specialty, and Calista gave Margaret one last smile, then turned and left.

She flew out into the morning light, and a slight blush filled her cheeks as she returned to the demon world.

|| -- Chapter 2 -- ||

"I'm a naughty demon who needs repentance."

The words made Calista's blood freeze. She came to a stop, standing in the same stone hallway as last time. The ley-lines of the demon world cast a beautiful display outside the window, but she couldn't bring herself to look at them.

She turned around, slowly. Azura stood behind her, hands on her hips, wings spread wide, and a triumphant smile on her lips. Out of all the days she bothered her, this one gave Calista pause and she gave her full attention to the lesser demon.

"Where did you hear those words?" Calista asked.

Those were the same words she spoke to Margaret the previous night. For Azura to parrot them back to her was bad news. It meant her exploits with the nun had been found out.

"I think we both know where I heard that." Azura smiled, and she lifted a hand.

In her palm, an image flickered to life. It showed Calista laying beneath the nun, taking the large strap-on inside herself. The video even had audio, playing her disgraceful words back at her. Calista stared at the recording, listening to it, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.

"What do you think the council would say if I showed this to them?" Azura smiled up at Calista. "I've never heard of a succubus getting fucked by a strap-on before. What's the point of that? You can't absorb a human's energy through a fake cock, you know?"

Calista dug her nails into her palm, staring at the demon.

"Your half-baked treachery has fallen to a new low, Azura." Calista spread her wings, and they hit the walls of the cramped hallway. Unlike Azura, she couldn't fit her full wing span inside the corridor, but she pushed them out nonetheless, hitting the stone walls with her wingspan and staring down at the shorter demon with a sharp gaze.

"A-Are you challenging me?" Azura bristled at the sight, and she fluttered her own wings, but it only highlighted the differences between them. If Calista flapped her wings, the stone walls would crumble beneath their might.

"I commend your ingenuity, Azura. You were smart to challenge me here," Calista said, and she leaned forward, staring down at the other demon. "In this tiny hallway, I won't be able to use my full strength. However, I promise you, such an advantage won't help you."

"I-I'm not scared of you..." Azura said, but she took a half-step back. "I've already backed up this recording. If you try something, the council will hear about your exploits with this human."

"Even so, I'd have taken my revenge. You won't live to see the fruit of your treachery." Calista whipped her tail back and forth, and she hit the stone walls with it, causing cracks to form in the brickwork. Even her tail was strong enough to crush stone. Each strike on the walls made the bricks crumble from the impact.

"Nobody has to see this video." A bead of sweat appeared on Azura's brow, but she didn't back down. "If you do what I say, I won't show it to anyone."

Calista continued to stare down at her with a furrowed brow. She considered killing her nonetheless. For another demon to spy on her should have been tantamount to a death penalty. Capitulating to Azura's demands would disgrace her position as an ancient demon. However, just when she felt tempted to kill Azura, Sister Margaret's words echoed in Calista's ears.

"That's not the path the lord has laid out for you," Margaret would say. "Only the lord may judge you. Pay no heed to the words of others."

Calista reached out, extending her claws toward Azura, but she hesitated. Even though she was a demon, she didn't want to disappoint Margaret. If she killed Azura here, Margaret would get angry with her. Even as the most sinful being to exist, a demon, Margaret expected her to be better than to give in to her rage.

"Very well... What do you want from me?" Calista asked. "Name your price, Azura. I have plenty of gold if you're just looking for a payout."

"I don't care about money." Azura shook her head. "I'm going to use your relationship with this human to rise in the ranks. With this, the others will be forced to acknowledge my strength."

"What..?" The furrow in Calista's brow grew deeper. "What do you mean, you'll rise in the ranks?"

"I'm going to corrupt this human," Azura said. "Once I tempt her from her faith, you will announce your own failure, and I'll become known as the demon who corrupted a woman even the great Calista Evernight struggled with."

"What..?" The question repeated in Calista's mind, and she struggled to follow what Azura was saying. She was going to prey on Margaret? (She wants to target Margaret just to say she bested me?)

"I'll be corrupting that human, and I won't be going easy like you." Azura smiled up at her, and her tail gave an extra flick. "After tonight, I'll be known as a prodigy who finished what you couldn't. Hahaha."

Azura gave an extra laugh, and Calista felt a sinking feeling in her gut. She reached out towards the other demon, but her hand trembled. The thought of her targeting Margaret made her heart pound in her ears. Her mouth went dry and goosebumps arose on her skin.

"I know you've been protecting her," Azura said. "There's no human alive that would take you a month to corrupt. All this time, you've done nothing but disgrace your heritage as a succubus."

The idea of an ancient demon like her worrying about heritage was laughable. She'd started more demonic lines than she could count. More demons consider her their ancestor than she had ancestors herself. Every fiber of her being wanted to strike down this ignorant, treacherous succubus, but Calista could only shake her head.

Margaret would be angry at her if she resorted to murder, especially if it was for her sake.

(I don't know what to do, Margaret...) Calista thought to herself.

"Tomorrow, I'll expect your cooperation to announce my success," Azura said. "With your endorsement, all shall know my name. I'll be known as the demon who even Calista Evernight bows her head to. Hahaha!"

Azura turned on her heel, and she strode away.

Calista could only watch her go, unable to think of any way to stop her.

--

Azura flew through the starry night sky.

The air of the human world blew cold over her wings. Unlike the demon realm, it was early spring in the human world, and the chill of the night made goosebumps rise on her skin. A shiver ran down her spine, but there was no better time to fly than under the starry night sky. For a demon, clear nights like these were the best to haunt.

She landed on a grassy field a hundred meters from an old church. This was the residence of the human Calista was protecting. For a demon to show mercy on a human soul was unheard of, let alone a woman of the cloth. It was a disgrace for Calista to leave her alive, but Azura was here to correct that.

The window of the nun's room was unlocked, and Azura pulled it open. She used magic to silence the rusty hinges, and she didn't make a sound as she slipped into the room. With a smile, she landed effortlessly inside the nun's quarters and looked around.

The interior was dark, meaning the nun was asleep. Humans hated the dark, after all.

To a powerful demon like her, though, the shadows did little to obstruct her vision. She flicked her eyes towards the bed in the room's corner, scanning the mess of blankets and the pillow strewn to one side.

To her surprise, the nun wasn't in bed. She sat at a desk a few meters away. Despite the dark, she stared down at a book, leaning over the desk.

(Is she reading? Without a light?) The darkness was so thick, even Azura's eyes would struggle to make out the ink on the page. A small pool of moonlight lit up the windowsill, but that wouldn't be enough for a human to read from.

An uneasy feeling spread through Azura. She stepped closer to the nun, making sure she didn't make any sound, but she didn't make it more than a few feet before the nun sighed and closed her book.

"You're not Calista, are you?" The nun asked, and the words sent a chill down Azura's spine. Despite not making a sound, she'd been discovered.

"I'm not Calista, but I'm also not as weak as her." Azura did her best to keep her voice even as she spoke. "My name is Azura Vespera Shadowveil. Tonight, I'll destroy your faith in god."

"What a strange name... It seems your parents had the same weird naming sense as Calista's." The nun turned around, facing Azura. "I don't know why you're here, but it's rude to sneak into someone's room, you know?"

"Huh?" Azura blinked in surprise.

Despite facing a demon, the nun showed no hesitation in her words. It was strange enough for her to have detected Azura's presence when she was trying to conceal it, but for her to so brazenly speak back to a demon was unheard of. However, there was a reason for such bold behavior.

(She's blind?) Azura thought to herself in surprise. The nun wore a blindfold over her eyes, and there was no way for her to see through the thick cloth. In her current state, she might not even know Azura was a demon. She spoke to her as if she were just another human.

"You need repentance, it seems." The nun grabbed Azura's hand and pulled her closer. "You shouldn't sneak around so late at night, you know?"

"Wait- What are you doing?" Azura let out a surprised yelp as the nun yanked her closer. Before she could stop her, the nun forced her to bend over her knee, pushing Azura into her lap.

"Bad little kittens need punishment." The nun raised her hand in the air, landing a slap down on Azura's ass. "I won't tolerate you taking the lord's name in vain, either."

"Ah! Nghm..." Azura's back arched as the nun spanked her.

Blood rushed to her cheeks, and she blushed in embarrassment, but the sudden turn of events left her disorientated. If anyone was doing the spanking, it was supposed to be her. As a succubus and demon, she should be the one who should spank this nun. The last time she was bent over someone's knee was when she'd been just a fledgling, and the position made similar feelings of humiliation rise in her chest.

"Are you sorry yet?" The nun continued to spank Azura's ass, ruthlessly slapping the already smarting skin. She was wearing only a thong, and the relentless spanking turned her bottom bright red.

"Stop that! Hey, you crazy nun." Azura's tail stiffened as yet another spank landed on her as, and the burning heat in her cheeks felt like a forest fire running out of control. "If you don't stop-"

"Sister Margaret." The nun landed another slap on Azura's unprotected ass. "That's my name. Use it."

"You crazy nun- Ah!" Azura tried calling the nun again, but an even harder slap on her rear silenced her words.

"Sister Margaret." The nun corrected her again. "I'm not a 'crazy nun', I'm Sister Margaret."

"Sister Margaret..." Azura's cheeks burned even harder as she said the name, but she shook her head. "If you don't let go of me, I'll make you regret it!"

"Will you?" Margaret's fingers traced down Azura's smarting ass, and she slipped two digits between her legs, rubbing at the crotch of her thong. "I think the only one who will regret their actions is you, you naughty little kitten."

"Ah... Hey... What are you doing?" Azura's eyes rolled up in her head as the nun's skillful fingers played with her pussy. Despite being a woman of the cloth, her dexterous digits found the spot over Azura's clit and rubbed it, sending tingles of pleasure through her hips.

As a succubus, her body was always ready for sex. She was born and bread for fucking, making her more receptive to the touch than she would have liked to admit. Despite the humiliating position, Azura's toes curled as the insistent touch rubbed between her legs. The smarting skin on her ass only seemed to amplify the pleasure tingling out of her clit.

"This is the only language a naughty kitten like you understands, isn't it?" Margaret sped up her fingers, causing a mewl to slip from Azura's lips.

"I will make you regret this..." Azura panted for breath, but her eyes rolled up in her head. She could do little more than squirm as the nun's skilful touch guided her towards an orgasm. "Why does this feel so good?"

"A naughty kitten like you basks in sin." Margaret's voice lowered into a sultry whisper. "Don't worry, I know just how to punish bad little kittens..."

"Mnghhhhh!" Another mewl escaped Azura's lips. No matter how hard she tried to hold in her moans, the insistent stroke at the apex of her sex made her mind spin. Even through her thong, she felt herself rising towards an orgasm.

"Go ahead, my sin-filled kitten. Let Sister Margaret relieve your sins. That's why you came here, isn't it?"

"I didn't- mnghhh..." Azura let out another mewl, interrupting her words. The pleasure tingled through her pussy and melted out into her hips. No matter how hard she wanted to talk back to the nun, she couldn't deny how good her fingers felt.

"You don't need to deny it." Margaret whispered the words down to her. "Now, come for me. Let out those sinful urges of yours."

"Ah- Wait, I'm the one who should be- Ahhhhh!" Azura's voice rose into a crying mewl, and her back arched. The nun's hushed words echoed in her brain and sent her toppling over the edge. "I'm coming!"

Waves of pleasure washed through Azura's lower half. Twitching contractions rippled through her pussy, and each one sent even more pleasure tingling between her legs. The world disappeared from around her and only the white blissful ecstasy remained.

"Ohhhhh..." Azura moaned, then went limp, laying down over Margaret's lap.

(A human's fingers should never feel that good.) She thought to herself, and a chill ran down her spine, but the afterglow of the massive orgasm flooded Azura's brain with endorphins. The humiliation of coming to the nun's touch faded away as all her worries melted into the dull afterglow.

As a succubus, she ought to have had more stamina, but all she wanted to do was curl up in bed and fall asleep. Any thought of dominating this human disappeared as the fog descended over her mind. Before Azura knew what she was doing, she nuzzled the thigh of the nun with her cheek.

"There you go, my little kitten..." Margaret's kind words washed over Azura like a warm bath, and her fingers stroked her hair. "Doesn't it feel better to get out those naughty sinful urges from your body?"

"Yess... Wait- No." Azura shook her head. (What am I doing?)

She pushed away the fog from her mind and jumped to her feet, heart racing. She realized she'd completely fallen for this nun's trap. Despite being a demon, she'd gotten caught up in this human's pace, but it should have been the other way around. She should have been the one spanking and fingering this nun. Somehow, their positions had gotten completely reversed.

"Is something wrong?" Margaret asked and tilted her head. Despite the blindfold, it felt like she was looking right at her.

"You humans are always so underhanded...." Azura's cheeks burned and she pointed at the woman with an accusatory finger. "Don't think you will trick me so easily."

"Trick?" Margaret gave another tilt of her head and put one finger on her chin. "There's no trick here. However, if you wish to relieve your sins again, I'm more than happy to assist. Naughty kittens like you need the most repentance, do they not?"

"I'm not a kitten, and you'll regret humiliating me like that." Azura's features twisted into a scowl as she spoke. Behind her, she spread out her wings as wide as they could go, and her tail whipped back and forth furiously.

(Tonight, you'll know hell.) She thought to herself.

As a succubus, an orgasm wasn't enough to satisfy Azura. She needed to feed on the souls of mortals. A single orgasm wasn't enough to make her capitulate. In fact, it only made her hungrier for this nun's soul. All she did by spanking and fingering her was piss Azura off, and she didn't intend to let the nun's disrespectful tone slide.

"I see. That wasn't enough to make you repent your sins, was it?" Margaret asked, and Azura nodded.

"You've sealed your fate..." Azura stepped forward, and she grasped Margaret's chin, tilting her face up towards her. However, to her surprise, she didn't find any hint of fear in the nun's expression. Her heart beat a slow and steady rhythm beneath Azura's touch.

"Then, how about this?" Sister Margaret hiked up the skirt of her habit, pulling the cloth away to reveal her bare legs.

Azura glanced down at them, and her own heart skipped at the sight. A massive strap-on lay between the nun's legs. Azura had seen it the previous night, but having it this close made her realize how thick it was. The dildo was much larger than any human member she'd ever taken.

"What are you doing?" Azura asked.

"I want to help you repent." Margaret picked up the faux member, rubbing it in her palm. "Calista was the only one I've ever met able to take this. I wonder if you'd manage with something as large as this?"

Azura's eyes followed the slow stroke of Margaret's fingers over the dildo. They traced up and down the smooth surface of the strap-on, and a strange warmth burned through Azura's cheeks at the sight. Despite her confidence, the feelings of embarrassment returned, warming her face.

"Of course I can take that." It was large, but not large enough to be a problem for her. Even if it was bigger than any human member, she was a succubus. She wouldn't lose to some fake cock, even if it was thicker and larger than anything she'd taken before.

"I'm not so sure about that." Margaret took Azura's hand from her face, and she pushed it down to the dildo, forcing her to touch the thick strap-on. "I think it might be a little too large for you."

"It's not!" Azura's voice rose a few octaves as she protested, but her pulse raced as she touched the dildo directly. Its girth in her palm sent a nervous flutter through her belly. (Would I really be able to take something this big?)

"Even Calista had trouble with it at first...." Margaret smiled at her. "For a little kitten like you, it's definitely out of your league."

"Anything Calista can take, so can I." Azura's cheeks burned even hotter as the nun belittled her. "Just watch me."

She fell to her knees in front of the dildo. Without even being asked, she wrapped her lips around the tip and leaned forward, taking the strap-on into her throat. Her mouth was the most flexible part of her, and she easily took the dildo down to its base.

The feeling of its girth stretching her throat nearly made her choke, and the smell of the nun's musky crotch at the bottom made her head spin, but she was a succubus. Her pride was on the line, and she held the dildo inside her throat for several seconds before pulling it out.

"See?" Azura coughed, and a dribble of saliva connected her lips to the tip after she pulled it out, but she had taken the dildo inside her.

"Wow, you are certainly an impressive little kitten." Sister Margaret beamed down at her, and the sight of the nun's smile made the flutter in Azura's belly worse. "However, even Calista could do that much."

"Mnghh..." Azura let out a groan and rubbed her thighs together. Margaret's words knocked the wind out of her sails, and she shook her head. (Do I really have to take this strap-on to prove myself? Wait- What am I doing?)

Azura jumped to her feet, pulling away from the nun. It was strange. She'd meant to dominate the human, but she'd suddenly found herself on her knees in front of her. The feeling of uncertainty grew stronger in her belly, and she struggled to reconcile her intentions with her actions.

"Is something wrong?" Margaret asked.

"I won't fall for your human tricks." Azura shook her head. "There's no way I'm going to take that strap-on inside myself."

For a demon, there was no greater humiliation. Her only goal should have been to consume this human's soul, and she couldn't do that through a strap-on. It was a facsimile for a human cock, but not one she could milk for its life essence. A dildo was nothing more than fake. For her to take something like that into herself, she would be giving into her carnal instincts. She might as well masturbate at that point. There would be no greater way to disgrace herself as a succubus. She ought to be stoking the carnal desires of mortals, not indulging them herself. Azura's cheeks burned hot just from the idea of taking the strap-on inside her pussy.

"Are you sure?" Margaret stroked the dildo between her legs, rubbing Azura's saliva over the surface. "You've already lubed it up. It would be a shame not to at least try it, right?"

"I..." Azura's words trailed off as she stared at the dildo. The sight of Margaret's fingers stroking the strap-on made her pause. As much as she wished to deny it, the sheer size of the toy made her pulse race.

"Even Calista had trouble with this..." Margaret continued to smile at her. Despite the blindfold over her eyes, it felt like she was staring into Azura's soul. "I guess it makes sense you'd be nervous about taking my strap."

"I'm not nervous." Azura's heart pounded a thousand miles an hour in her chest, echoing in her ears. Every stroke of Margaret's fingers over the dildo drew her eyes to the woman's strap. She couldn't look away from the massive member even if she wanted to.

"You don't have to lie. I can hear the uncertainty in your voice." Margaret leaned back in her chair, stroking the strap-on slower, giving it a sensual touch. "Even Calista had trouble on her first time taking this strap."

(I'm not scared, and I won't be taunted by some nun!) Azura's temper flared even higher. However, what stuck out to her was Calista's name. Despite being an ancient demon, far above Azura herself, she didn't want to lose to her. (I'll prove Calista is weaker than me, no matter what.)

"Very well. I'll accept your challenge, nun." Azura tilted up her chin indignantly. "However, if I can take that dildo of yours, you must give up your god."

"Hm..." Margaret stood up, still holding her strap-on in one hand. "My name is Sister Margaret, you know?"

"I know." Azura's pulse quickened as the other woman stood up. Despite being a demon, she took a half-step back as Margaret approached her.

"Then say it." Margaret stepped up in front of Azura, letting the dildo push against her belly. "Say my name, you naughty little kitten."

"I..." Azura's thoughts ground to a halt as the thick member rubbed against her navel. Just the touch of it made her imagine it inside her. The anticipation tingled between her legs, and the previous orgasm only made her hungrier for more. As the dildo rubbed against her belly, a shiver ran down Azura's spine.

"Ask for repentance, and I'll give it." Margaret whispered the words in her ear, and Azura's eyes fluttered as her hot breath tickled her neck.

(This is just to prove myself. If I can take this dildo, I'll be a stronger demon than Calista...) Azura thought to herself. However, no matter her justification, she could never live down her next words.

"Please make this naughty kitten repent... Sister Margaret." Azura spoke before she realized what she was saying. Not only had she capitulated to this crazed nun, she'd called herself a humiliating pet name. Just the thought of it made Azura's cheeks burn in embarrassment. However, as Margaret smiled, all those thoughts faded away.

"Good little kitten. I'll help you purge those sinful urges, just as you wish." Margaret cupped Azura's cheek. It was lighter than when she'd grabbed the nun's chin, yet Azura couldn't help but melt into the touch.

(Why does it feel so good?) She thought to herself. (Why does it feel so good to be touched like this?)

Even compared to a demon's touch, Margaret's fingers felt devilish. Azura had been seduced plenty of times by other demons, but it never felt this intimate. It was like this blind nun had read her heart like an open book. She saw right through her brusque outer exterior.

"This way." Margaret guided her over to the bed, and Azura bent over it.

Without even being asked, she pushed down her thong, exposing her needy sex. All her pride as a demon seemed to disappear as she thought about the massive strap-on the nun had between her legs. Just as Margaret said, she was nothing more than a sinful little kitten.

"We may both go to hell for this, but we shall repent," Margaret said. "Even in the face of absolute despair, we shall not give up our faith in the Lord. For as long as we follow your path, we shall plead your forgiveness, amen."

For the second time that night, Azura questioned if Margaret even knew she was a demon. It was obvious she was going to hell. That's where all demons lived. Even in death, their souls would remain under the vermillion skies of the demonic realm. For Margaret to say a prayer at a time like this was absurd, yet Azura didn't have long to think about such things.

The thick dildo pressed against her opening, and Azura's eyes widened. Despite how big it felt in her mouth, it felt even bigger as the tip slid between her labia. Her pounding heart echoed in her ears at the feeling of it, and she tensed up.

"You need to relax, my sinful little kitten." Margaret's words purred into her ear, and the hairs on Azura's neck stood on end. With the nun leaning over her, and the thick strap-on poised at her sex, she felt utterly helpless.

She could do nothing but relax, whether she wanted to or not. Her body vibrated with anticipation for Margaret's strap, and the tension drained away as it sank deeper into her pussy. The further the girthy dildo pushed into her, the more Azura relaxed into the feeling, and she fell limp on the bed, burying her face in the blankets.

(Why does this feel so good..?) Her thoughts spun with confusion and pleasure. She'd never felt so filled in her life, and the deeper the strap-on went, the better it felt. Tingles of anticipation and pleasure rippled out of her pussy, and her eyes rolled up in her head.

"Good girl..." Margaret's hips met Azura's, hilting the dildo inside her sex. Their two bodies met as the strap-on reached the apex of its journey, and Azura let out a shuddering breath into the blankets.

She gripped the covers tight in her hands. All her thoughts turned to a syrupy sludge as the fullness of the dildo consumed her mind. Despite it being a toy, and despite it betraying everything she stood for as a succubus, her pussy felt good as she clenched around the strap-on.

"You're doing even better than Calista." Margaret whispered the words, and a shiver of satisfaction ran down Azura's spine. The praise caused her mind to enter a downward spiral.

(Me? I did something better than Calista?) She was getting bent over and fucked by a nun, but surely that didn't matter. In Azura's lust-addled mind, all that mattered was the praise.

Margaret shifted her hips, and she pumped in and out of her in quick strokes. The warm praise filling Azura's chest mixed with the pleasure, and she moaned into the bedding. Soft mewls escaped her lips as the nun stroked her strap-on through her sex.

(I'm doomed.) Azura thought to herself, but she couldn't stop the moans from growing in volume. Every pump into her tight pussy felt better than the last, and tingles of satisfaction raced out into her hips. The lower-half of her body seemed to melt into one pleasurable haze.

"Stay quiet, kitten." Margaret gave Azura's butt another spank, adding another handprint to the growing red of her cheeks. "I can't let you wake up the other nuns."

"I'm sorry..." Azura let out a mewling cry as the pain raced through her ass. However, the humiliation and embarrassment only added to her arousal, and she clenched down around the dildo, letting out a louder moan than before. Each noise from her earned her more spanking and further raised the volume of her moans.

Azura had activated magic to keep the sounds from escaping the room, but she couldn't bring herself to tell the nun. Despite the situation, it felt good to be spanked by Sister Margaret. Even if her punishment was meaningless, the humiliation made her more turned on.

"You naughty little kitten..." Margaret bent over her again, whispering the words in Azura's ear, and she slipped one hand around her neck, gripping her throat. "It seems it will take you a while to repent for your sins."

"I'm sorry..." Azura let out another mewl, shuddering as the fingers tightened around her neck. "Please punish this naughty little kitten. Make me repent!"

Her back arched as Margaret increased the speed of her hips. Over and over, the thick strap-on stroked in and out of her sex, sending Azura's mind spinning. She lost track of time and distance. Even without stimulation to her clit, and even without the ability to feed on the human behind her, she climbed towards an orgasm. The endless waves of pleasure tingling out of her pussy only felt better with the shame she felt.

Azura's moans echoed through the room, ringing in her ears, and she tightened her grip on the blankets, yet holding back felt impossible. Her feeble lower half melted into the pleasure, legs turning to jelly as Margaret continued to fuck her.

"Ah- Wait, not the tail!" Azura's voice rose several octaves as she suddenly felt Margaret grab her tail.

The hazy bliss was cut through with a feeling of nervous anticipation. The human's fingers around her sensitive tail sent a shiver down her spine. Her already pounding heart increased even further, and Azura let out a mewl of protest.

"You're a naughty kitten, so you must be punished." Margaret leaned back, pulling on her tail, and she thrust long fast strokes, slamming her hips into Azura's over and over.

Azura's back arched, and her breath caught in her throat. Time slowed down as the thick dildo's speed increased and the strokes deepened. The humiliation and fear of having her tail grab only amplified the pleasure, and to Azura's complete embarrassment, she toppled over the edge.

"I'm coming!" She shouted out and clenched down on the dildo one last time.

"Repent for me, you naughty kitten!" Margaret gave one last yank on her tail and thrust into Azura at the same time.

(Oh god!) Azura clenched down around the massive dildo, and twitching pleasure rippled through her pussy. She got lost in the waves of satisfaction swelling through her body, and each crest sent her mind spinning. It felt like she was coming for minutes, or perhaps hours. All she knew was that the orgasm was the best she'd ever had. In her hundred years as a succubus, she'd never felt anything as good as clenching down around this nun's strap-on.

|| -- Chapter 3 -- ||

"It seems my worries were unfounded." Calista flew in through the window, landing lightly on the ground.

"Calista..." Margaret turned around and pulled out of Azura.

The sight of the other succubus bent over, exhausted, and ass red from getting spanked--it made Calista smile, and she shook her head. In the end, she couldn't help but run back here, but she'd been blinded by her own feelings.

"This must have been easy for the woman who broke me in." Calista stepped closer to Margaret, pulling her into an embrace and kissing her. (I'm glad she's okay...)

"I thought it was weird you didn't come tonight..." Margaret pulled back, blushing. "I was worried about you."

"Worried about me..?" Calista blinked in surprise, and a small blush reached her own cheeks. "My apologies for making you worry."

"I'll forgive you, but you'd better take responsibility for your junior," Margaret said. "This is the troublemaker you told me of, isn't it?"

"Indeed, I think I'll need to take responsibility for her." Calista turned to where Azura lay on the bed. "So, do you have anything to say for yourself?"

"Huh? What are you doing here?" Azura's eyes widened, and she scrambled back on the bed, turning to face Calista with a surprised expression. "Don't think I'll let you hurt me. I still have that video, remember?"

"And I have a video of my own." Calista spread her palm and used magic to show a recording she took. It showed Azura bent over the bed, back arching as Margaret grabbed her tail and railed her with her strap-on. "I think we're even, now."

Azura's cheeks pinkened and she fidgeted on the bed. "Uhm, I'm sorry. I didn't know how good it would feel."

"Don't worry... I can be persuaded to forgive you." Calista stepped forward and took Azura's chin, cupping her face. "However, I want you to do something for me."

"Anything! I'll do anything, so please don't release that video of me." Azura nodded, and her blush grew even fiercer as Calista stroked her cheek.

"Very well. Listen closely." Calista dropped her voice to a whisper, and she spoke quietly to the other demon.

"Are you sure?" Azura pulled back once Calista finished speaking. "This seems like a dangerous game we'd be playing."

"Trust me." Calista shook her head. "I'm your senior in age, and in experience."

She turned to face Margaret, and Azura joined her, looking back at the nun. Together, they stared at Margaret expectantly, and several long seconds of silence stretched out. Eventually, Margaret's cheeks pinkened and she shook her head.

"What-? Why did you two go silent?" She scratched the side of her blindfold, blushing.

"You heard everything. Don't act dumb." Calista smiled and stepped closer to the nun. "I know those keen ears of yours heard our whispers. It's time for you to let loose, Margaret."

"Eh- Huh? Wait-" Margaret tried to step back, but Calista caught her hand. She guided her over to the bed, laying her down on the sheets and building a pile of pillows for her to sit back against.

"It's our turn to treat you." Calista whispered into her, and she reached over, unclipping the belt of her strap-on. "You've taken such good care of me over this past month. I can't let that go unrewarded."

"This is a sin, though... There's no way I can let another woman-" Margaret's ears turned a brighter shade of red, and her blush grew visible even in the dim light.

(So, she still doesn't see us as demons?) To her, it was bad enough that they were both women. However, she knew Margaret well enough to understand that such feelings weren't her own. They were principles given to her by her holy book.

"I know we won't be able to tempt you from your faith..." Calista whispered into her ear, and she squeezed her body tight against Margaret's side, embracing the nun. "So consider this repentance--the same repentance you gave to sinners like us. We might all go to hell, but you'll still have your faith, right?"

"Ah... Mnghhh..." Steam seemed to waft off of Margaret's ears. With Calista whispering into her heightened ears, it must have been quite overwhelming, but it was nice seeing such a cute side to her.

"Leave this to me," Azura said, and she smiled. "I'll make you repent for grabbing my tail."

As the strap-on lifted away, revealing Margaret's dripping sex, Azura leaned down between her legs, speaking the words close to her mons and making Margaret arch her back.

"Go easy on her," Calista said. "This is her first time, you know?"

"You don't have to go easy." Margaret shook her head. "Make me repent. I want to be punished for my sins."

Calista glanced at her in surprise. However, the words were just as faithful as always. Despite how easily she dominated two succubus like them, she had her own desire for punishment, just like Calista herself.

"Very well..." Calista whispered in her ear. "Allow these two naughty kittens to punish you for your sins."

She reached over and grasped Margaret's breast, groping her through her nun habit. Even with the thick cloth in the way, Calista was an ancient succubus, and she easily manipulated the softness in her hand, squeezing it and flicking over the stiff nipples that lay beneath.

"Ah-" Margaret let out a moan, and her hips bucked against Azura's face.

Down below, the other demon slipped her tongue into Margaret's needy opening. Like all demons, she could extend her tongue at will, and Calista spotted it pushing deep inside Margaret's pussy, licking her at impossible angles.

Margaret let out louder moans, squirming on the bed, and the blush in her cheeks grew to a deep crimson. With a breathless look, she turned to Calista. "What if the others hear?"

"Don't worry about them." Calista smiled and kissed Margaret on the lips. Both she and Azura had magic silencing the room. It would be impossible for a single decibel to escape the room.

Tonight, she just wanted to make Margaret feel good. After worrying about her, Calista couldn't stand how helpless she felt. Even if they were at risk of being found out, she wanted to dedicate herself to this nun. She wanted to make Margaret bask in the same sinful pleasure she did.

"Mnghh..." Margaret moaned into the kiss, and her voice grew in pitch as Calista groped and flicked her fingers over her nipples.

Time seemed to slow down as they both basked in the embrace, and Calista smiled into the kiss. No matter how good it felt to be on the receiving end of Margaret's repentance, it felt even better to see the nun squirming in pleasure like this.

Azura flicked her tongue in and out of her pussy. As the other two kissed, she continued to lick her and thumbed Margaret's clit at the same time. Just as Calista asked, she serviced the nun she had threatened. However, her cheeks pinkened as she ate her out.

The sight of the other two kissing made strange feelings stir inside her--feelings unbefitting of a succubus. The memories of Margaret's strap-on inside her made her pussy ache, and the latent yearning she felt for the older demon made her heart skip. Despite being a cold, uncaring demon, she felt something strange for these other two women, and the sight of them kissing made a flutter run through her belly.

(What am I thinking? I can't let myself get distracted.) Azura shook her head, and she redoubled her effort on kissing and licking the nun's sex. Despite her measly hundred years of life, she was more than experienced with cunnilingus, and she easily guided the mortal towards climax.

Margaret's voice rose in pitch with each passing moment, and contractions rippled through her sex as the pleasure spiked. After only a few dozen minutes, Azura felt her crash into an orgasm, and her thighs clenched around her face.

"Good... Let out all those sinful urges." Calista whispered to her, and she gave a light pinch on Margaret's nipple, accentuating the orgasm.

"I'm coming..." Margaret's back arched, then she slumped back into the pillows.

In all her time with the nun, Calista had never seen her reach orgasm. However, the sight of her like this was cuter than anything she could imagine. As the post orgasmic glow settled over her body, Calista leaned forward and kissed her once more.

This time, Margaret grabbed the back of her head, pulling her deeper, and they relaxed into the embrace. For minutes, they laid together, breathing heavily and kissing together. The longer they kissed, the more the tension drained away from Margaret's body, and Calista couldn't help smiling.

She pulled back from the kiss, grinning. "Consider that your goodnight kiss."

"Repenting felt a lot better than I thought it would." Margaret said, smiling back at her. "Thank you. Both of you."

She glanced between them both, and Azura flinched. She rubbed her thighs together, fidgeting before looking up with a furtive glance. "Can I give a goodnight kiss as well?"

"If Margaret is okay with it..." Calista glanced at the other woman, and she nodded.

"You may..." She gave Azura a smile and motioned for her to come closer. "You did well tonight, you naughty little kitten."

Azura crawled up onto the other side of Margaret, and she blushed. With a tentative motion, she leaned forward and gave a quick peck on Margaret's lips. For a succubus to kiss outside of sex was just as scandalous as taking a strap-on, which is why she was probably blushing so hard.

"I think I will need a refresh of Margaret's lips, though." Calista leaned in and gave a peck on Margaret's lips afterward.

"Actually, uhm..." Azura's blushing cheeks grew a deeper shade of red, and she fidgeted even harder. "Could I get a goodnight kiss from you too, Calista?"

"Jeez, you really are a pesky little demon..." Calista shook her head, but she smiled at Azura. "Very well."

She leaned forward and gave the younger demon a kiss. It was quick, just to satisfy her. However, she felt Azura tremble beneath her lips, fidgeting and blushing from the scandalous kiss. There was even less of a reason for two demons to kiss, especially outside of sex.

(We're both doomed.) Calista thought to herself with a smile.

"I think I need a refresh of this naughty kitten's lips as well." Margaret pulled Azura in for another kiss, giving a frisky peck on her lips and pushing her tongue into Azura's mouth.

"Now, hang on..." Calista furrowed her brow at the sight. "Now I need to get another kiss from you."

She leaned in, giving yet another kiss on Margaret's lips, but the cycle continued. They traded kisses well into the night, laughing at each other's reactions. It was a strange scene, but no stranger than the other things they would get up to--during that night, and in the nights to come, their strange sexcapades continued.

THE END.

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