Ruxi - 645A

As Greg’s eyes fluttered open, he found himself in a dimly lit room, the air thick with an unfamiliar yet enticing scent. He had spent hours preparing for this ritual, pouring over ancient tomes and arcane texts, believing he could summon and bind a succubus to his will. But as the figure materialized before him, Greg began to question the wisdom of his actions.

Ruxi was breathtakingly beautiful, with curves that seemed to defy the laws of nature. Her skin glowed like polished obsidian, and her eyes burned with an otherworldly fire. She moved with a grace and fluidity that was almost hypnotic, each step bringing her closer to where Greg knelt on the summoning circle.

“Well, well,” Ruxi purred as she circled him like a predator stalking its prey. “What have we here? A brave little mage who thinks he can bind me to his service?”

Greg tried to maintain his focus, reciting the binding incantation under his breath. But with each passing second, it became harder to concentrate on anything other than the succubus’s intoxicating presence.

Ruxi laughed, a sound that sent shivers down Greg’s spine. “You’re cute,” she said, reaching out to trail a finger along his jawline. “I like you.”

Before Greg could respond, Ruxi straddled him, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pressed her ample bosom against his face. The scent of her skin filled his nostrils, and he felt his resolve beginning to waver.

“Shhh, just relax,” the succubus cooed, guiding his head deeper into her cleavage. “Let yourself get lost in my embrace. I can give you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams.”

Greg tried to resist, knowing that succubi were known for their treacherous seductions. But as he breathed more of her alluring aroma, he felt his willpower slipping away, replaced by a growing desire to surrender to her charms.

Ruxi could sense the battle raging within him. She smiled, knowing it was only a matter of time before she emerged victorious. With each passing second, more of Greg’s resistance faded, consumed by the heat of their bodies pressed together.

The succubus began to grind her hips against him, rubbing her barely concealed sex along the length of his body. Greg gasped as he felt himself growing hard, his manhood throbbing with need. Ruxi’s eyes gleamed with triumphant hunger, eager to consume every last drop of his essence.

“Yesss,” she hissed in delight, feeling him swell beneath her. “Give in to me, Greg. Let me take control and show you the heights of ecstasy you’ve never known before.”

As Ruxi spoke, her hands roamed over Greg’s body, caressing and teasing every sensitive spot she could find. Her touch was electric, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through his veins. He shuddered beneath her ministrations, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

The succubus leaned down, her lips brushing against the shell of Greg’s ear as she whispered to him. “You’re mine now, my sweet prey. I will feast upon your soul and revel in every moment of your delicious torment.”

With those words, Ruxi sealed Greg’s fate. He was no longer a summoner seeking to bind a demon, but a willing victim ready to be devoured by the insatiable succubus.

And as she began to ride him with wild abandon, Greg knew there was no escape from her clutches. His mind hazed over with lust and desire, he surrendered himself completely to Ruxi’s seduction, bucking his hips upwards to meet her downward thrusts.

The wet sounds of their coupling filled the room as they lost themselves in the throes of passion. Greg could feel his climax approaching rapidly, his balls tightening in preparation for release. Ruxi’s inner walls clenched around him like a vice, milking his throbbing shaft for all it was worth.

As they both hurtled towards the edge of oblivion, the succubus captured Greg’s lips in a searing kiss. Their tongues danced and twined together as they moaned into each other’s mouths, lost in the throes of ecstasy.

And with a final, shuddering cry, they tumbled over the precipice into blissful oblivion, their combined juices gushing forth to paint Greg’s body in sticky ropes of proof.

In the aftermath of their coupling, Ruxi collapsed against Greg’s chest, her breasts heaving as she caught her breath. The succubus smiled to herself, knowing that she had well and truly ensnared her prey. He was hers now, mind, body and soul, to do with as she pleased.