The Contract Renewed Ch. 03

Slow death metal played on the stereo, intermixed with heavy breathing and clapping. Her eyes glowed red at the sight of her boyfriend bent over and handcuffed for her, his fat ass on full display. Sliding a hand down his back, she kept shoving her strap into him. The dildo she'd chosen was a similar size as his dick, and she was thoroughly enjoying giving back the inches. She grabbed his ass, her fingers sinking into his cheeks as she spread them out. The thick dildo pushed against his hole, spreading it out as she thrusted into him.

"You're really enjoying this, huh?" He said, looking back at her. Of course he expected her to enjoy herself since she was the one who suggested pegging, but her moans were almost too ecstatic considering the strap-on wasn't double-sided.

"Oh yeah, forgot to mention it, but I enchanted all my straps." She said, flipping her hair back as she continuously humped him like a dog in heat.

"Enchanted?" He looked back at her and strained against the handcuffs. "What enchantment did you put on it?"

"Nothing too crazy." She said. "Just a little spell that allows me to feel the strap as if it were attached to my nerves." She licked her lips, before letting her snake tongue hang out. "And I have to say, your ass feels really good."

"Thank you."

She giggled and spanked him. As it bounced from impact, she noticed that she was starting to leave red marks on him. Pushing deep into him, she could feel his hot insides rubbing against it. The magic made a pleasurable sensation run from the strap right to her groin, it felt as though she had spontaneously grown a real cock. She could feel herself getting wetter from the stimulation.

Her thrusting gradually got rougher, his ass clapping as she repeatedly smacked against it. She reached down and started pumping his dick, which kept twitching on its own from the penetration. Feeling semen started to drip out of it, she was further encouraged.

Spanking him again, her thrusting got rougher and harder until they both came. Blake shot semen all over the sheets, his legs starting to shake from the intense orgasm she'd just given him. Igmauth climaxed as well, the enchantment sending pleasure right to her pussy. She shuttered, feeling it throbbing while her dildo was buried deep in his ass.

Looking down at his trembling lower half, she sighed and pulled out. Feeling it slide out until the tip popped out was a last little bit of stimulation that perfectly capped it off.

"Damn, that felt good." She said, spanking him one last time. "Wanna go again?"

"I think that'll be enough for now." He said, looking back at her.

"Hm, fine."

After getting her strap off, they laid beside each other in bed. Resting her head against the pillows while he lay beside her, she almost felt like she should've been smoking a cigarette.

"I don't think I mentioned it before," she said "but I met another succubus at work today."

"Really?" He looked at her curiously. "Someone detected you?"

"Yeah, as it turns out, there's another succubus at work." She said.

"There's another? Who is it?" He looked surprised by this revelation.

"It's Meg, the girl who caught us."

"Her? Interesting, I didn't notice anything different about her."

"Well," she put her hands behind her head as she rested back "you didn't notice anything non-human about me either."

"Touche."

"But yeah, it was nice to meet another succubus. Haven't seen too many demons in this town. I did bump into an incubus a few months ago, but he was just passing through. He seemed like a bit of an asshole though, so that's no loss. Anyway, Meg said she was sizing someone up for a contract too. I wonder how that's going."

He nodded. "Neat."

There was a brief moment of silence between them.

She turned to him. "Wanna suck my tits?"

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Meg sat on the bus as the setting sun's orange light flashed between buildings. The vehicle came to a halt at one of its usual stops, and a stream of people got on. Among them was a familiar face: the girl that had caught her attention. Her pale face was framed by mid-length black hair. The color of her hair matched that of her leather jacket, whose collar and chest had been adorned with varied pins. She sat down next to Meg and, setting her messenger bag on her lap, immediately got out her phone and started scrolling social media.

"Okay, this is it." Meg thought, feeling stiff from nerves. "This girl is really cute, you've got a feeling about her, and you need food. C'mon, don't fuck this up! Just remember what Lizzy told you!" She could feel herself starting to shake already. Finally, she turned to her and worked up the nerve to speak.

"Hey." She finally said.

"Uh, hi." She glanced at her, before looking back to her phone.

"So, uh, I know we've talked before but I never caught your name. What was it, again?"

"Uh, it's Salem. You?"

"Megan, but you can just say Meg. Anyway, I was thinking, it'd be nice to get to know each other better. Wanna, like, hangout or something?"

A bit surprised by this proposal, she looked at her. "Hangout?"

"It's fine if you don't want to, I was only asking."

"No, I was just surprised."

Theirs was an unusual relationship. In truth, even the word "relationship" was a little strong for what they had. Often they would exchange glances, both thinking the other was cool but never making a first move. Outside of a few odd conversations, they hadn't directly interacted much. Salem had previously debated on saying more herself, but could never think of anything. Now, Meg was finally making a move and Salem's excitement was almost overridden by nervousness.

Turning her phone off, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself down. "I'd be down."

"Then how about we swing by my place? It's not too far from our usual stop."

"Sure."

Shortly after their conversation, the bus got to her stop and they both filed out before heading to her apartment. They made idle chatter as they went, talking about how their respective days went and connecting based on mutual interests (the abundance of pins on Salem's jacket and bag made for good conversation starters). Meg's apartment was immaculately maintained, with hardly any clutter outside the varied plants sitting under lamps, beside the window and outside on her balcony. As if to match the green décor, the paintings on her wall indicated a strong appreciation for Art Nouveau.

After chatting some more and watching tv for a bit, they ordered Chinese takeout. It was a nice time, but as the sun set and day turned to night, more and more sexual tension rose between them. This presented a problem because Meg knew it would be difficult to have any sex without revealing herself. Only an idiot would try banging someone before revealing they were a succubus; an orgasm was almost guaranteed to break the cover spell. She was no idiot, so she decided to reveal her secret right away.

"Salem, I have something to tell you." She said, turning on the couch to face her and resting her arm on the backseat. "It's a bit of a secret, and I'll admit, it's part of why I was so hesitant to befriend you."

"Yeah?" She looked to her.

"How do I put this... hm." She stood up and reached for the collar of her dress shirt. "Let me just show you." With that, she started unbuttoning.

"Eep!" She immediately covered her eyes. "Don't just take off your shirt in front of me!"

"No, I wasn't..." she then realized how that probably looked to her "never mind. Just sit there and cover your eyes for a minute." She undid her hair bun, her long brown hair loosening and falling around her face. After that, she took off her shirt and pulled her pants down. Standing squarely in front of her, she let her demonic features emerge. Wings grew out of her back and a tail shot out of her panties. Her nails and teeth grew sharp, and her eyes went red. "Now, open your eyes."

She opened them and they quickly widened at the sight of her transformation. "Woah, cool cosplay!"

"This isn't cosplay!" She cried, offended that her true form could be mistaken for a simple costume. "These are real! I'm a succubus in the flesh!"

"Real?" She stood and got a closer look. "Can I... touch them?"

"If it will convince you that this isn't a Halloween costume." She crossed her arms and huffed.

"Sorry, I just... I can't believe this could be real." She gingerly touched her wing, and realized that the texture was unmistakably real skin. It had a thin layer of fur on it, like a real bat (or rather, how she imagined a real bat would feel). She ran her hands along her horns and confirmed the same thing. "Woah."

"Uh huh." She whipped her tail over her shoulder to show her, then let her tongue hang out.

"Holy shit!" She was starting to get excited. "I thought you were cool before, but you're also a succubus?! You can't get any cooler!"

"Hehehe." Enjoying this praise, her tail started wagging. "My true name is Azorig, and I've taken interest in you. I thought you seemed cute, but something about me felt drawn to you as well. I was thinking... I want to sign a contract with you."

"A contract?" She perked up. "What does that mean?"

"Well, I need sexual energies to survive and that means having a consistent source." She explained. "Being in a contract just means that you'll be that regular source. That means lots of fucking, and in return, you'll have my protection. Hauntings, possessions, sleep paralysis, all that shit is no longer an issue."

"I think I saw this in a hentai once..." she sat down and thought things over "are there any downsides? Because that sounds way too good to be true."

"Uh..." she scratched her head, thinking of other details worth including "well, you'll have to wear a dog collar to show that you're mine, but that's really the main other thing."

Salem blinked. "I'm still waiting to hear a downside."

"Huh. Normally people are more hesitant than that." She clapped her hands together. "But as long as you agree." With a puff of smoke, a pen and paper appeared in her hands. "Now sign here."

"So, just to be sure," she grabbed the paper and looked over it, only to realize it was written in an alphabet she didn't recognize "we can cancel later if we want to, right?"

"Yes, I've canceled on previous contracts. Now, are you ready?"

"I'm ready."

After she signed it, Meg summoned a red dog collar. "Now for my sign of ownership." She could hardly keep herself from smiling. Finally, after years of struggling for food, she had found an eager meal provider. She attached the collar to her neck. "There."

"It fits perfectly..." there was a dreamy look in Salem's eye.

"It's always the quiet ones who are freaky." She observed. "Now then, let's begin."

She took off her jacket and draped it over the back of the couch, before lifting her shirt over her head. Her advances caused Salem to make another cute little yelp. She tossed the shirt aside, then dragged her pants off her, unwrapping her treat. Her clothes had concealed her features, but she had a rather thin frame.

"You're really pretty..." she observed, admiring her half-naked body.

"Shut up." She averted her gaze, embarrassingly looking to the side while she used her arm to cover her breasts.

"No, really." Grabbing her wrist, she moved it out of the way to reveal her chest again. "I meant it when I said you were cute before." She leaned in, and looked her in the eyes while her clawed hands reached out and groped her soft breasts. They fit almost perfectly in her hands and she squeezed them, making Salem jump.

"These are sensitive, huh?" She said, rubbing her nipples with her thumbs.

"A little..." she said, before reaching around and unhooking Azorig's bra. It loosened from around her, and her fat tits spilled out. Tossing the bra aside, she started groping the demon back.

She chuckled. "Let's not waste any more time, then. Lay down on the couch, will you?"

She complied, and Azorig got on top, with her privates above her face.

"This pussy owns you now." She declared. "Simple nutrients aren't enough, I need my meals to be tasty as well. That means that you'll be my personal pleasure thing: make me feel good and become my enthralled human."

"Yes, ma'am!" Salem said, before sliding her panties to the side and immediately digging in. She pressed her lips against her drenched pussy, then started working her tongue around it.

Azorig grunted. It seemed she was taking after her new orders with gusto. What's more, it'd been a while so she was feeling a little sensitive.

"Put that tongue to good use." She commanded. "And be sure to pay special attention to the clit."

She simply muffled something and followed her instructions. The way she was eating her out, it was as if she was half-starved and her pussy was a freshly cooked meal.

She laid down on top of her, continuing to enjoy her mouth while she slid Salem's underwear down her legs. A rather large cock bounced out, slapping against her face once it was freed from her panties. The part itself was no surprise, she knew Salem was trans based on their previous conversations, though it was bigger than she expected. It was arching upward and throbbing, yet another sign of just how much she was enjoying this. She started stroking it, running her hand along her hot shaft. She peeled back the foreskin before pursing her lips against the pink tip.

As this went on, she felt her sexual energies rising and feeding into her own demonic aura. This only further confirmed that she was a good pick, because her energy levels were surprisingly high. For perhaps the first time in her life, a human's energies were matching hers.

"Damn, her energy is potent." She thought, getting the first taste of her meal. "Really potent, actually. What the fuck?" She glanced back at her as she continued stroking her meat. "It's like that Blake guy Lizzy is with. I thought he was an exception but..." she let out a pleased groan, feeling her start to suck on her clit "there's no way I got lucky too. Luck has never been on my side. Do humans just have more energy than they did a few years ago? Is it this town? Is it something in the water?!"

These would have to be questions for later, as she found it difficult to think about stuff like that while also focusing on the sex. She ran her snake tongue along the length of her shaft, then pushed her lips against the sensitive tip as if she were kissing it. Her tongue started coiling around it, stimulating more of her at once while getting it wet with her saliva. She enjoyed watching it twitch and throb in reaction.

As if her lower half wasn't honest enough, she could tell she was getting into it just by how she was eating her out. Holding her thighs, she kept her pressed down so that her tongue had full reach. She kept sticking it into her sensitive entrance, while occasionally sucking with all her might. This proved reciprocal, because the more Salem got into it, the more Azorig did as well. Groping her balls, she stuck her dick into her mouth and lowered her head. She managed to swallow most of it, letting her feel the back of her throat. When she pulled that off, she could both hear and feel her desperate cries of pleasure.

After only a few moments, she could tell she was getting close. She was starting to twitch, and a little bit of precum started to dribble out. Bringing her head down, she let her feel more of her mouth and throat before she climaxed. It wasn't much, but she could feel cum spurting out of her dick. She could feel her hot breath against her pussy as she let out a muffled cry.

Pulling her head back until her dick was out, she took a deep breath and laughed. "That was quick."

"I'm sorry..." even though she couldn't see her, she sounded rather bashful.

"Hey, don't be! I thought it was cute." She got off her and spun around so she could see her blushing face. "You were eating me out pretty good too, but I want to see what else you can do. Can you sit up?"

She complied, raising herself up and resting against the back of the couch. Azorig got above her lap, then reached down and grabbed her cock. Salem had briefly gotten softer, but the sight of Azorig's curvy body combined with her words was enough to get her going again. The demon could feel it hardening again in her hand. "Or maybe I don't need to ask. You're pretty energetic."

"Please..." she whimpered "just fuck me already."

Her eyes were practically glowing red with excitement. It felt as though, after years of struggling, the devil himself had finally granted her the ideal woman.

"Praise Satan for this good meal." She muttered, rubbing the tip against her pussy. Finally she brought herself down, feeling it sliding inside her. "Oh, you're actually bigger than I," she stopped herself short and let out another grunt.

Azorig moved her hips around in a circular motion, letting all seven inches of her thick shaft stir around inside her. Reaching back and grabbing Salem's thighs, she started slowly moving her hips up and down. This was accompanied by wet, slick sounds along with soft moans from both girls. Salem looked rather enamored by the sight of a demon riding her and started holding her by the hips.

Smiling at feeling her soft hands, she decided to fondle her breasts again. Groping and squeezing her soft mounds, she heard the sweet sound of Salem's full-volume moaning. Her cock twitched and rose inside her. Giggling at her rather strong reactions, Azorig started riding her even harder.

As if reacting to her groping and fucking, Salem started thrusting up into her. The demon let out a startled moan, not expecting her to start moving.

"Master, you feel really good!" She cried.

"Already taken to calling me master? That's a good girl."

After she said that, her cock twitched again.

"Oh? You like that? Being called a good girl?"

"Yes! I do!" By that point, her thrusting got so frantic that Azorig stopped bothering to move. Salem's arms wrapped around her, and she buried her face in her soft tits while fucking her from below. She started sucking on her stiff nipple, and gave it a few gentle nibbles.

"Good girl, keep going!" Embracing her, she felt herself getting close.

Pressing her crotch against her spread out pussy, she came. All the way in, Salem could feel her master's pussy twitching and creaming on her. Meanwhile, Azorig hung her head down, taking a moment to catch her breath.

"Fuck... that was awesome..." she said, her breath still heavy. "Now it's your turn to cum." Raising her hips until all but the tip was out, she suddenly slammed her hips back down. She was feeling sensitive, but she was still a succubus. Not showing any signs of fatigue, she rode her hard.

Salem tilted her head back, not expecting her to get back into it so quickly. She was getting lost in the pleasure, as if all the blood reserved for her brain was slowly draining into her dick. She could see a dark aura surrounding her body, her energy growing to such an extent that even she could practically see it. What's more, doing it with her felt considerably better than any of her previous sexual experiences.

Salem came a final time, even more of her semen being wrung out. Azorig let out a gasp of pleasure, grabbing the back of Salem's neck as she felt her bursting inside her.

The two sat there, breathing heavily while she kept sitting on her lap. Feeling her get soft, she finally rose her hips until she was out and leaned against her.

"That was... the best..." she said, barely getting words out after such an intense experience. "You'll make for a good thrall yet."

"I'm glad we're finally getting to know each other..." she said, feeling exhausted.

She just laughed at her comment. "I probably came on a little strong. Sorry about that."

"I don't mind." She embraced her, before resting her head against her chest.

Softly smiling, she ruffled her hair. "Well, I'm sure we'll get to know each other in other ways too. And have lots of sex along the way."

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Igmauth wrapped her arms around Blake as he laid against her chest. Both naked and partially covered by the sheets, he idly suckled on her tit while he held the other in his hand (or part of it rather, as she was much more than a handful). Rubbing against his scalp, she happened to hear a text notification coming in. Looking over, she saw it was Meg.

"Oh, she got back to me." She said, opening her phone and reading the whole message. Blake did not bother speaking but simply continued sucking as he listened. "She says it worked out and she's thanking me for giving the advice. Sounds like she's got a contract!" Another text came in, this one more lengthy. "Huh." She squinted at the follow-up, making sure she was reading it right. "Now she's asking about the average amount of sexual energy that humans have and... something about the town's water supply? I'm leaving that one for work tomorrow." She turned off her phone and put it away. "Well, I'm happy for her either way. Now," she looked down and ran a hand through his hair "I thought I was done, but having you lay there and suck on me is getting me in the mood again."

"Again?" He wearily asked, finally raising his head from her chest. As good as it felt, he wasn't sure how much more he had in him for that night.

"Yes, again. Let's take this to the shower, boy."