The Contract Renewed Ch. 01

Author's Note: This is a rewrite of an older story of mine simply called "The Contract". You are still free to read the original, it's available on my profile, but I plan for this to be a newer and more "definitive" version. Keeping with the spirit of the original, this is also going to be less plot-driven and more "straight to point porn".

The bathroom gradually filled with steam as hot water poured out of the showerhead. Liz simply stared blankly at the wall as the water ran down her body, hearing the droning of the running shower while the distant noise of someone watching TV could be heard in the other room.

For her, this was a rather nerve-wracking night. It started out fine enough; her boyfriend, Blake, had come over after work and they watched movies together as they ate takeout, but it was going to end quite differently than normal. After dating for several months and previously discussing it, they were going to have sex for the first time. Liz had intentionally put it off until she was sure she wanted to do it with him. The problem wasn't the sex itself, in fact she'd had plenty of fun in the past with both men and women alike. Instead, it was something more supernatural: she was a succubus.

She hadn't told him yet because she had been burned one too many times. In the past she'd signed contracts with others, in which they agreed to become a "meal provider". That is, they let her fuck them so she could feed off their sexual energies. It was how she got her sustenance. The problem was that the relationship with these "meal providers" didn't always last, or they simply feared getting entangled with a demonic entity. Looking back, she also wondered if she simply sprung the whole "I'm actually a demon" bit on her past partners too quickly.

She decided to try a different approach with Blake, which was to simply delay trying anything with him to make sure that he was a good pick. She had hoped this precaution would be the solution to her conundrum, but it was becoming increasingly bothersome that she couldn't reveal her whole self to her boyfriend. She was excited to finally end that hiding and show him everything. Yet, that very same prospect made her nervous.

Realizing she'd been spacing, she started washing her hair. Running her hands through her long, black locks, she could already hear the voice of her auntie in her head. Not her blood-related aunt of course, demons did not have such things, but rather the succubus who raised her and served as a mentor of sorts. Vilosir, a woman wholly married to the old ways of harvesting human energy.

"The best solution is the old-fashioned way." She always told her. "You just have to pounce on strangers as they sleep and suck out their energies that way. When they wake up, they'll just think they had an unusually intense wet dream. It's simple and effective. Why complicate things by getting involved in a relationship?" It was a lecture she'd heard twice for each of her past contracts: once for when she signed it, and then again when she had to end it. Each time it got more annoying.

She'd tried her auntie's method in her teen years, but it wasn't something she felt comfortable with, at least not in the long term. It was only a matter of time before someone caught her in the act, which could only spell trouble for her; be it shotgun shells or exorcists knocking on her door. It was a problem even Vilosir acknowledged, which just made her opposition to the safer solution all the more annoying.

Before she could get too worked up over the memory of tedious lectures, she finished washing her hair. It was time to step out, have some fun with her boyfriend, then finally reveal herself.

Turning the water off, she dried herself off before putting on a black bathrobe. She left the steamy bathroom to see Blake sitting at the edge of her bed and watching tv. He'd showered before her, so he was sitting idly with a towel tied to his waist. He was a rather burly man, with short brown hair, a full beard and moustache, and lots of body hair.

"Oh, hey!" He said, perking up when he saw her walking out.

"Hey~" She said, sauntering towards him.

He stood up to meet her, holding the towel so it didn't fall off. "So... you ready to, uh..."

"I'm ready to fuck, yes." She said, plopping herself down on the side of the bed. "Now come here."

"I can't believe we're finally doing it..." he said, his breath getting heavier. Though he'd been respecting her wish to hold off, he couldn't deny his physical attraction to her. Whether it was the suits she wore to work or her various goth outfits, he found her appearance stunning. And as something of a bonus, there was no hiding that she was very well-endowed.

"I know~" She wrapped her legs around his, pulling him in close and locking him in "sorry for putting it off all this time. Normally I would've done it way sooner, but I had my reasons."

"What were they, just out of curiosity?"

"Don't worry about it, not important right now." Reaching around, she grabbed his ass. He perked up when he felt her hands back there, although he half-expected this. His ass was pretty big, so she enjoyed groping and spanking it when she had the chance.

"You like that?" She asked, her fingers sinking into his cheeks.

"Yeah..." his breath was getting heavier as things progressed.

She noticed a bulge forming under the white cloth and giggled. "Looks like I have further confirmation!" She loosened the towel from around his hip, then once it was undone, let it drop to the floor. Seeing his dick for the first time, she licked her lips. "Nice."

"Thanks."

"I guess you weren't lying when you said you were eight inches, huh?" She observed, grabbing it by the base. On top of being long, it was incredibly thick too.

He raised an eyebrow. "Why would I lie about that?"

"Some men do, unfortunately, but I should've known in your case; you're pretty honest. Now, let's not waste any time." She undid her robe's sash, then unveiled herself to him. Her chubby body had several tattoos, most of which he had already seen, but others were new. Most noticeable was the one on her belly, which depicted a black widow sitting on a web. At seeing her naked for the first time, his dick started to get noticeably bigger.

Getting on her back, she rested her head against the pillows. "Come on, we've waited long enough already." She said, rubbing her pussy with her fingers.

He chuckled. "Don't have to tell me twice."

"I'm going to have lots of fun with him." She thought, watching him join her on the bed. "I won't reveal myself now, but definitely after." She watched him lustfully as he pushed her legs apart. "Yeah... after..."

He laid down in front of her, his head between her thick thighs. She slid her hand up to reveal her fat pussy, and he took a brief second to admire it. His hands slid along her inner thighs, and he planted his lips against hers.

Feeling his hands and mouth made her let out a pleased sigh. He ran his tongue along her wet privates, before sticking it into her. Wiggling around her walls, he slid his hands up to her hips. She reached down and put her hands over his, while she felt his fingers gripping her love handles.

"Someone's done this before." She observed, letting out a breathy laugh.

"I told you I was honest, right?" He said, sounding pleased with the compliment. Technically he had mentioned his previous relationships and various hookups, but she had been trying to keep her mind off sex, so she hadn't paid it much mind until then.

She could feel her body heating up, accompanied by a tingling sensation in her lower half. It just kept getting wetter between her legs, while he kept working his tongue. Feeling him start to lick at her clit, she could hardly stand it anymore. Reaching down, she gripped his head.

"Enough." She commanded. "I want you inside me already." It was taking some self-control to hide her demonic nature at that point. Maybe she was underestimating him, but she still was worried about scaring him off like she had her previous partners.

"If you say so." Hearing her impatient tone, he got on top of her and grabbed his cock.

Her eyes rolled up as she felt him slowly slide inside her, feeling his warm, thick shaft spreading her out. He kept pushing until she grabbed him by the base, signaling him to stop before going any deeper. Catching her signal, he began moving back and forth without going all the way in.

Leaning over her, he kept moving gently. It felt good even without the whole thing inside, but over time, she could gradually feel more of him. The thrusting slowly got deeper, until finally, she felt his crotch pressing against her. She let out a pleased sigh, feeling every inch of him.

"Fuck, that feels good." She sighed, resting her head back. She turned out to be right about his size working for her. It was one of the fattest cocks she'd had the pleasure of tasting, which combined with his length, gave her a full feeling. She'd gotten lucky in terms of bodies, but it could feel even better with a few suggestions.

"A little to the left," she said, before feeling him start to rub up against her g-spot "Oh, just like that!" She reached up and ruffled his hair. "You're doing so good!"

"Hehe, thanks!"

Her fat tits swayed as he fucked her, and this had apparently caught his attention. She noticed his eyes shifting to her chest as he kept up his gentle thrusts.

"If you like my boobs so much, why don't you suck them?" She asked.

He leaned down and kissed her tit before starting to suckle on it. She smirked and patted his head as he did so, feeling his mouth and tongue on her sensitive nipples.

His thrusting was slow, as being hung usually meant he had to be careful. Even if the entire thing fit inside, he didn't want to get too intense. Liz reached down and rubbed her clit as he continued his steady strokes.

"Faster." She said. "You're being too slow."

Blake briefly raised his head from her chest. "Right, sorry." With that, he started moving more roughly. Even more of her body jiggled while his full balls repeatedly slapped against her.

She could hardly contain her moaning after that, feeling him hit all her sweet spots with each thrust. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, like a spider capturing its prey. They could feel each other's hot breath on their necks and they moaned into each other's ears. While a succubus had the ability to place others under a trance, making them insanely aroused, Liz had not used any magic at all. In that moment, they were simply a man and a woman lusting after each other.

"This is insane." She thought, rolling her eyes up. "I already fell for him romantically, how is he the perfect candidate for a contract too?!" She hadn't noticed it in him before, since she had intentionally put off doing it with him, but he was different than any of the other people she'd done it with. Every human had sexual energies that succubi could feed on, but his were abnormally potent. The more it went on, the more she could sense it whirling around his body like an aura. It was rising, as if to match with her own demonic presence and intermingle with it. They had only just gotten started, but she could already feel herself being nourished. It was comparable to taking the first few bites of a delicious meal.

"I'd heard that, while rare, certain humans can more easily match with succubi and incubi." Her thoughts continued. "I thought it was purely a magical thing, which I guess it still is, but damn. I got lucky on the physical front too. He has those fat pecs, his ass is almost as big as mine, and his dick is so..." she bit her lip and let out a pleased groan. Gripping his back, her nails dug into his skin. "I was really hoping he'd sign the contract before, but now I want that even more. I want this man all to myself! I want to make him mine!"

On Blake's end, he felt like he was in heaven. He'd been falling for her as well, and had been respectful of her desire to put things off because of that, but finally being able to do it with her still made him happy. Seeing her naked for the first time, feeling her soft body and her slippery pussy, combined with the sound of her moaning in his ear and the wet squishing that accompanied his thrusts, was all enough to make him lose his mind. And yet, fucking her somehow felt different on a fundamental level. While still oblivious to his girlfriend's supernatural nature, he had a strange feeling that he couldn't quite place. It almost felt like he was being consumed by her. He barely acknowledged this feeling, as he was rather distracted given the circumstances, but a small part of him felt it.

Reaching her arms back, she grabbed his ass again. She slapped it hard, making a loud smack ring out in the room. This just made his moans louder and his movements rougher.

"Fuck, I'm getting close!" She cried, tightening her grip on his butt.

"Yeah, me too!" Blake was worried that he would cum too quickly, but thankfully it looked like that wouldn't be the case. He began to suck on her other tit and kept rubbing her clit, all the while his thrusting got even more intense.

After ramming it in a final time, they both climaxed. Holding him tight, she felt a tingling sensation in her abdomen and his moans being muffled by her tits. To make it even better, she could feel his whole thing twitching and throbbing inside her as it spurt out its hot white liquid.

They both had to lay there a moment in the afterglow, breathing heavily as he laid on top of her.

"Such a good boy," she whispered into her ear, "making me cum like that."

"Well," he said, raising his body back up "I think I did mention that my-" he stopped his sentence when he opened his eyes and saw her. He blinked several times to make sure he was seeing things right. Her previously blue eyes had turned bright red, and goat-like horns were sticking out of her head. "What the fuck?!" He cried, thinking he was starting to hallucinate.

She released a disappointed sigh, immediately realizing what had happened. Revealing her demonic form was part of the plan, yes, but she was hoping they could go a few more rounds before that happened. "Ah, damn it. The spell wore off, didn't it?" She said. "I must've gotten too excited and let my guard down. I was going to tell you tonight but I wanted to wait until we were done boning." She chuckled nervously. "So, uh... you ever read Dante's Inferno?"

He pulled out of her, then fell back on the mattress. "What's going on?!" He exclaimed, barely processing anything she'd just said. "Why do you have horns now?!" He then noticed the devil tail behind her, coupled with bat wings, then freaked out even more. "Tails and wings too?!"

"Calm down." She said, raising her hands. "I'm not going to kill you or anything. I'm not that kind of demon."

Blake ran a hand through his hair and tried to slow down his breathing. He felt like this was all a dream, but he knew that couldn't be it. He may have been an idiot, but he wasn't stupid. The sex they just had was way too real for that. He hadn't been smoking anything either, so this couldn't have been a hallucination.

"I'm fine, I just..." he released a heavy sigh and looked her in the eye. "I'm very confused. Please explain."

She sat up and crossed her arms. "Right." She cleared her throat, about to go through the whole speech she had mentally written. "You've always known me as Elizabeth, but that's just my cover name. My true name is Igmauth and I'm a succubus. Since I have to feed through consuming sexual energies, I try to set up contracts with people so that I can easily get a regular supply. I've set up contracts before, but have had to sever all of them for various reasons; usually we just broke up or something, it was never anything dramatic. But, regardless, I've been without a steady meal supply for a while. I wasn't sure if you would be a good choice, so I've been holding out, but tonight you've gone above and beyond my expectations." She placed a finger on his chest. "You, my boy, are an ideal meal provider."

"I-I see..." he stuttered, not sure what to make of this situation. He didn't even know demons existed, and now here he was, naked and confused while one sat in front of him. What's more, the demon in question was his girlfriend and he had literally just finished emptying a load into her. It was all a bit much.

"I know it's a lot to take in." She continued, noticing his silence. "I'll understand if you reject me because of this, plenty of others have. But just know that signing the contract won't change our relationship; I'll still be your girlfriend."

"Uhm... okay." He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. "Alright. Uh, what are the terms of the contract?"

"It's simple: you will be my food source and in exchange you'll be under my protection. That means any other succubus or incubus who wants to use you will have to speak with me first. Also, you shouldn't have to worry about any demonic possessions, hauntings, or sleep paralysis demons from here on. We'll start having sex more often, but aside from that our relationship shouldn't change much."

He nodded. "I see." The implications of her protections were rather disturbing and left him wondering if demonic activity was more common than he'd realized. Under normal circumstances he would've been tempted to leave right then and there, but ultimately, his affection for her won out. "I don't see much of a downside if that's the case." He continued. "This is all new to me, but I trust you. I would like to do nice things for you, and, well..." he averted his gaze, struggling to keep looking her in the eye "if that means giving you nourishment, I'll gladly agree."

"Perfect!" Igmauth smiled, revealing her sharp teeth. With a puff of blue smoke, a pen and piece of paper appeared in her hand. "Now just sign at the bottom here." She instructed, handing it to him. "It's just for legal reasons, don't worry about it."

"This is all just too weird." He thought, signing his name at the bottom. "Hopefully I won't regret this."

Handing it back to her, the contract disappeared in another puff of smoke. In place of that, a black dog collar had materialized in her hand. She reached over and fastened it around his neck. "There, now everyone knows you're mine." She tugged on it. "How does it feel?"

"Perfect." Feeling the show of ownership on his neck made his heart flutter.

"Good! Now then," she reached around and grabbed his butt again "where were we?"

When she first started dating Blake, it had already been about a year since her previous contract. She'd hooked up with some people before meeting him, but being in a relationship where she set a specific "no sex until I feel ready" boundary didn't exactly put her in the best position foodwise. Holding out was worth it in the end, but by that point, she felt almost starved. And Satan be praised, it turned out her boyfriend was the human equivalent of a full-course meal. She was ready to dig in.

He chuckled, feeling her get handsy again. "You want to keep going, huh?" Feeling her tightly grip his fat cheeks only increased that feeling of being owned.

"Of course!" She laughed, before spanking him. "You were delicious the first time around, I'm not nearly satisfied enough to stop now."

"Okay, but before we continue, I just have one question."

She looked to him, placing her hands on his shoulders. "Yeah?"

"You said your true name was Igmauth... should I start calling you by that now?"

"You can if you want to, but only in private. If we're in public or around anyone else, you have to keep calling me Liz. Got it?"

He nodded. "Okay. I'll try calling you by your true name in private, how's that?"

"Sounds good." She chuckled. "Frankly I'd be pleased no matter which name you moan, but being called by my original name would be nice. Oh, and one more thing: now that my identity is revealed, I get to use magic now! You mind?"

He raised an eyebrow. "Depends on the type of magic, I guess."

"Well, I know a lot, but personally I was thinking about trying two different spells on you. The first is bodily manipulation, which will put you in the position I want and leave you paralyzed. The second has a name I can never remember, but it basically keeps you from cumming until I say so."

"Huh..." She spoke about it so casually, he hardly stopped to question how weird it was. But at that point, he'd decided to simply go along with it. Seeing her demonic features, he felt more attracted to her than ever. "You know what, fuck it. Do what you want, babe."

"Bitchin." Rarely had he seen her so happy. "Okay, let me just stand up and then," she mumbled something as she got out of bed. A hand on her hip, she flicked her hand in his direction and he suddenly felt an invisible force taking hold of his body. She watched with delight as his lower half was upturned and his legs spread out. Forced into place, it felt like invisible ropes were tying him down.

"Fuckin amazon position, love it." She got back in bed with him. "Now how about I toy with your ass some more?"

"Yeah, that sounds good..."

Igmauth grasped his cheeks and spread them apart. She opened her mouth and her tongue fell out, revealing that it too had changed. It was inhumanly long and forked like a snake's tongue. His eyes widened at the sight, and she laughed at his reaction.

"What's the matter?" She asked. "Is my tongue a little too long for you now?"

"No, definitely not! I was just a little surprised. Please, keep going."

She began licking at his asshole, making it wet with her saliva. Her tongue stuck itself inside of him briefly, before pulling out. Once she had gotten him wet enough, she stuck two fingers together and inserted them. He groaned as her fingers slid their way into his anus, stimulating his prostate.

"How does it feel?" She asked, staring at him lustfully as she wiggled her fingers around inside him.

"It feels good..." His breath was getting heavier by the minute.

She giggled, before shifting her gaze to his twitching cock. "Yet again, getting some strong confirmation down here. Your body can be so honest." She used her free hand to grab it by the shaft and began running her hand back and forth on his hot meat. The more she played with his hole, the more desperately swollen his dick got. As she gently stroked it, precum started leaking out.

"Oh no you don't!" She tightly gripped it by the base. "I don't want you to cum just yet. I want to fuck you some more before that." A purple glow emitted from her hand for a brief moment, before fading away again. "There, now I've cast that second spell I told you about. Cumming at the same time was fucking amazing, I want us to do that again. But first, how about I plug up your boy pussy?"

"Please do." He was already insanely attracted to her, but now, it almost felt like she had him under a spell. Not the kind that kept him immobilized or kept him from climaxing, but a third kind: a trance that left him malleable to her suggestions. He wasn't sure if it was some demonic magic rubbing off on him, or if he was just slipping into a sub space.

Igmauth went over and pulled a butt plug and a leash out of her dresser. Dousing the plug in lube, she gently slid it into his asshole. "How's it feel?"

"Good." He could feel his hole tightening around it, tickling his prostate. Leaning over, she attached a leash to his collar which only intensified that feeling of ownership. "Now," his breathing got heavier "what was that you said about fucking me some more?"

She chuckled. "Getting a little impatient?" Getting on top of him, her eyes glowed red while a powerful aura emanated from her body. "You want me to fuck your brains out, you little slut?"

"Yes, please!" After noticing Igmauth's earlier impatience, now he was the one getting overly excited. That same demonic aura was taking hold of him as well, making him feel like he was falling under her control. This wasn't the first time he let somebody dominate him in bed, but yet again, doing it with her was different. He felt completely owned, and he could hardly even think straight anymore. It had to have been her demonic magic at work.

She looked down on him and pulled tightly on his leash while the tip of his fat cock pressed against her dripping pussy. "Good." She lowered her hips, swallowing it until all but the base was inside. Her juices oozing over his crotch, she let out a pleased sigh and pulled tightly on his leash.

She began moving her hips, slowly back and forth. "By Satan, this feels even better than before." She smirked. "I hope you realize what you've gotten yourself into, boy. Being a meal provider means satisfying me like this when I want you to. And you should be prepared for particularly big meals like this one too."

"I don't mind, I like letting you take the lead like this." He stifled a moan. "I'm just not sure how long I can go before tapping out."

"Well, I'll just have to train you up then."

Blake suddenly bucked his hips, causing his dick to completely disappear inside her. She grunted, then gave him an intense stare and tugged on his leash. "You startled me a bit there. Behave yourself, boy." She pinched his nipples and started grinding her hips against him.

"I'm sorry, I just got excited!" He groaned. The movement was almost instinctual, though he was mostly surprised he could move at all. It seemed the spell operated more like invisible bondage, rather than complete paralysis.

"Learn some self-control. You can buck your hips if you want, but" she pinched his nipples even harder "try to keep it in line with my movements, otherwise I'll have to punish you."

She started moving more intensely, raising herself before slamming her wide hips against his crotch. Being slammed was accompanied by a wet smacking sound and his moaning. He had quickly learned from his earlier mistake, and now he was keeping his thrusting in rhythm with her. She felt like she was breaking in a new stallion. Holding the reigns, she kept riding him into submission.

Eventually, without thinking, he cried out her true name. "Oh, Igmauth~"

"Damn, when was the last time I heard that one in bed? I like that." She chuckled. "Actually, I have an idea. Say, 'Mommy Igmauth' for me."

"Mommy Igmauth~"

She laughed. "Oh, that's the shit! Moan my demon name like the horny little human you are!"

He tilted his head back. "Yes, I'm just Mommy Igmauth's horny little human!"

"Damn, you're really getting into this. You're way more of a sub than I initially thought!" Being addressed in such a way while feeling his whole dick stirring around inside her was nothing short of divine.

Just like before, Blake felt like she was consuming him, only now that feeling had come back much stronger. It felt as if he had offered himself up on a platter and now she was devouring him. It was a new feeling, but not necessarily a bad one. On top of that, he wasn't sure where his immense attraction to her ended and where her demonic magic started. Either way, he felt an utter infatuation with her and pleasing her became a sole focus on his mind. These unusual sensations were coupled with something a little more physical, that being the fact that he desperately wanted to cum but couldn't. It was painful, but that pain was overridden by an intense pleasure. It was easily the strangest sex he'd ever had.

"Oh fuck!" He cried. "I want to cum so bad!" His dick felt like it was about to burst. It felt so hot as it went deep inside her and got soaked in her juices. Her hip movements weren't exactly helping either; she was going to town on him.

"Not so fast, I'm getting close but I'm not quite there yet." She said, grinding away on him while rubbing her clit. "I won't give the signal until I cum."

Sure enough, when the time came she was true to her word. Just as she was about to climax, she snapped her fingers. He felt a great relief as he finally came, like releasing a valve. She hung her head back, both cumming and feeling all the backed-up semen gushing out of his huge cock.

She leaned forward, placing his hands on his chest as she caught her breath. "You're really amazing." She looked him in the eye. "Now for round 3!" She laughed as she went back to moving her hips.

"Could we slow down?" He said, weakly. Technically he was still hard, but the erection was getting painful. It was as if he'd lost control over his own body and had become a simple toy.

"What are you saying? We're just getting started! Besides, I can feel that you're still rearing to go." She grinded on it, the shaft rubbing against her g-spot. "I'm going to milk you for all you're worth!"

He rested his head back. "This is fucking amazing but... I don't know how much more of this I can take."

She leaned over and kissed him as she continued to grind on his dick. Her long tongue stuck its way inside him, reaching all the way to the back of his throat. She then pulled back and started Frenching him.

"Why'd she shove it all the way back if she just wanted to French kiss me?" He thought. "Is she... flexing on how big her tongue is? Whatever..."

Her snake-like tongue inside his mouth, she kept fucking his cock. He knew no matter what Igmauth did, he could not come until she said so. He was totally at her mercy, and he was okay with that. Closing his eyes, he gave in to the pain and pleasure.

Later that night, after Igmauth was done railing on Blake, she calmly put her robe back on. He laid on the bed behind her, trying to catch his breath.

"A part of me is disappointed that you tapped out before we could get to round 4," she commented "but I enjoyed it so much that I'll make an exception."

"Good for me..." he groaned, still laying on the bed.

"The spell was released, you know. You can move if you want."

"Oh, I know." He said, staring at the ceiling. "I just don't feel like getting up."

"Yeah, I may have gone a little overboard, sorry about that. But hey, you survived!"

"What's that mean?" He asked, sitting up. "Can you kill someone by consuming too much of their energies?"

"Well, I've never personally done that but I've heard of others doing it. But don't worry, I was just particularly hungry tonight. It won't be this intense every time we do it... probably."

"I would hope not." He sighed, rubbing his forehead.

She leaned down and tugged on his collar. "Regardless, you're mine now. Don't forget it." She kissed him on the cheek.

The contract signed and her ownership clear, the sexual side of their relationship had finally begun.