Liliah's Adventures

Arafea offers potion with sweet smile

Liliah: You really need to work on your stealthy drugging skills

Arafea giggles.

Arafea: It's semen flavoured, just for you.

Liliah: Really...

Arafea: Mhm

Liliah grabs the potion, dips her tongue in just to see how it tastes, doubting it's potent enough to do anything to her with just a few millilitres ingested.

The potion is, surprisingly, mostly semen from a male. It just so happens to be a "side product" of one of her more recent rituals. The drug inside it is divine in origin, having being created by her Goddess's power rather than a combination of herbs. I doesn't affect the flavour of the seed, if anything it heightens it.

Liliah: Hmmm...

Arafea: What do you think?

Liliah dips her tongue in a few more times, smacking and licking her lips, tasting thoroughly

Liliah: The taste is pretty spot-on...

Arafea smiles as she settles in to watch, the drug useless in small doses, waiting for a large enough dosage to build up before taking effect.

Arafea: Good to hear, I was worried that I would ruin the taste

Liliah: It's still a little lukewarm... but I could swear it's actually semen.

Liliah: There's a little... aftertaste, though. Not really bad...

Arafea nods

Liliah: It's actually... kind of... hmmh...

Liliah takes a very small sip, but still more than she had with all of her previous tongue dipping.

Arafea just smiles and nods, eyes curious.

Arafea: Kind of?

Liliah: It tastes a little like... me... but at the same time, it's very different...

Liliah: Well, I don't really see what could go wrong. Bottoms up!

Liliah decides to quaff the whole bottle on a whim

Arafea smiles, watching as you swallow the full potion, the divine drug inside it activating as you swallow the last drop, attacking your ability to move from the inside.

Liliah's eyes widen as she feels more of the substance inside her body, a substance that doesn't seem even remotely made by a mortal or intended for one.

Liliah: W-What is this... that's... you didn't... make this, did you? That... th-that...

Arafea giggles.

Arafea: Oh I made it... I performed the ritual as my Goddess instructed to create it, and she lent me her power.

Mortal made drugs were something Liliah could probably ignore, but something created by a goddess was another question entirely.

Liliah starts wobbling, her legs feel weak and heavy at the same time. She falls backwards, landing right on her butt. She tries to remain in a sitting position, but her whole back goes soft as jelly and she slumps on her side, motionless right down to her wings and tail, sprawled out behind her and not moving an inch even from the tip.

Arafea smiles darkly as she walks towards your slumped form, crouching down and reaching out, skilled slender fingers stroking and exploring your body.

Arafea: Now you should still be able to feel, even if you can't move anything below your neck.

Liliah: Hmph... following a recipe... and creating one... are two very... hmMNnh!

Liliah feels Arafea's fingers running along her body suddenly, which would make her shiver normally but since she can't, it comes out as a little quivering moan

Arafea smiles, one hand going up, stroking your breasts on the way past before sliding up your neck and towards your horns, the other going down and around, sliding along towards your tail.

Liliah's body, much to Arafea's surprise, actually shivers and contracts when she grabs the succubus' horns, since her horns link Liliah's body to a much greater power than Arafea or even her goddess; a God of Gods, the Lord of the Underworld himself, who created Liliah ages ago. Still, it only makes Liliah's body tremble and makes her feel tightened and become short of breath. The touch around her tail only makes Liliah moan even more with her little trembling voice and it makes her skin flush lightly in purple.

Liliah: HnnNngh... Uuhhnnn...

Arafea is surprised by your body starting to twitch when her hand closes around one of your horns, but she hides it well.

Arafea: So there are greater things than my goddess... this cannot be allowed to continue.

Arafea hisses, fingers coiling around your tail, running up and down the sensitive length as her other hand twists around your horn.

Liliah: Hhhnn... mmmhhh... Cannot be allowed? Pffhfhf!... W-What... hhnnm... are you... going to... hhnngg... kill... the Devil?

Arafea: Kill? Now why would I do something so stupid? It would me much easier to just leech strength from him and give it to my Goddess.

Arafea replies, voice sweet, but dark. Her thumb started to run rings around the tip of one of your horns, her other hand gently squeezing and releasing your tail.

Liliah's body seems to calm down slightly when only the tips of Liliah's horns are touched, as it goes down from the first tremors and twitches to barely perceptible shivers. Already, Liliah's crotch is becoming a little damp through the thin crotch of her one-piece outfit, and heat emanates so much from there that the hand Arafea uses to rub Liliah's tail feels warmer than the one she is using to rub her horns.

Arafea: Interesting... I wonder if your horns have sensitive spots.

Arafea remarks, hand slowly moving down, just the tips of her fingers touching your horn, sliding all around it, skillfully exploring it's length and searching to find out if your body reacts differently to any part of your horn being touched.

Liliah starts trembling more as soon as Arafea's finger starts moving, and her body seems to twitch a bit more when her finger runs over the thicker parts near Liliah's head. All of that touching of her horns seemed to make Liliah gasping for breath.

Arafea: Hmm... so it seems the base is more sensitive than the rest of your horns...

Arafea notices, her hand releasing your tail and moving to draw one blade, skillfully using the sharp point to cut your outfit away from you and into strips of cloth. Her grip tightens around the base of your horns, squeezing them tightly.

Liliah: HhhaaaAAahh! Hhhnmm...

Liliah shivers even more and her knees bend a little. The contact of cold, sharp metal as well as the air on her naked skin make her nipples rapidly swell and become stiffer.

Arafea's blade is covered with its usual drug, although this is a physical drug rather than divine so your body may be resistant to it. Normally it heightens the sensitivity of a bodies nerves, making everything that much more pleasurable, and painful. She slides the back of the blade down, running it up and down against your slick lips, teasing you with it as she continues to squeeze with the hand on your horn.

From the succubus' pained but still passionate moans, Arafea concludes that the drug in her blades have at least some effectiveness on Liliah. However, seconds later, sensitive patches of purple skin regain their original blue color and lose their heightened sensitivity. Because of Liliah's regeneration powers, the substance wouldn't be useful unless she was in a tub full of it.

Arafea nods, making a mental note as to the effect of your regeneration. She sheathes her blade, and now her hand focuses on your tail again, exploring and testing it's sensitivity, just like your horn. Meanwhile the hand on your horn finally relaxes, moving to stroke and run up and down the other horn.

Liliah lets out a deep, very sexy sigh of relief as soon as her horns are released, starting to breathe - or rather moan - normally again. Once again Arafea notices that the closer to Liliah's body she rubs, the more sensitive it is and the more Liliah's moans are long, deep and squealy. Arafea might notice, upon touching the spot of skin just below the connection between Liliah's tail and her back, that this area is extremely sensitive, pushing a loud, lustful moan out of Liliah's throat.

Arafea does indeed notice that sensitive spot, and when she is done with exploring your tail she presses her thumb into it, her other fingers coiling tightly around the base of your tail. Her other hand selects one of the strips of your outfit, and brings it up, wrapping it tightly around the base of both your horns.

Liliah shivers some more when the pieces of cloth are attached to her horns, but then calms down again. It would seem the reaction from Liliah's horns is only triggered by the warm, dynamic contact of a sentient being. Meanwhile, Liliah is moaning and panting her heart out from Arafea's thumb squeezing against this soft spot under her tail.

Arafea nods as she notices that your horns don't seem to work when the cord is tied around it, and her hands finally release your tail. She starts to bind you some more, another strip of your outfit going around the base of your tail, a knot pressing into that sensitive spot just below it, and being pulled tight against your cunt before being tied onto the strip around your horns.

Liliah: Hmmmnnhh... hhhaahhh!

Liliah moans and pants, inexplicably very aroused despite her dire situation. She could talk back to the dark elf, but finds nothing to say. Instead she lets her very noticeable, stiff purple nipples and her drenched, hot crotch speak volumes about how horny she is.

Arafea ties the strip of cloth nice and tight, making sure it rubs against your cunt. With that she taps where your spine meets the back of your head, and suddenly the effect of the drug starts to fade away. Her hands snake out, grabbing both your wrists and holding your arms out to each side.

Liliah suddenly finds it much easier to talk now that the drug's effect is gone. Surprisingly to Arafea, perhaps, the succubus doesn't try to break out, on the contrary appearing very calm. She does give a few tugs with her arms in protest to test her captor's grip, at least.

Liliah: Ghah! Hmmpphh... psh. So, what do you want from me anyway?

Arafea's hands are like metal bars, her muscles much stronger than an elf should be.

Arafea: Well I wonder just how pleased my goddess will be if I offer her a succubus as her sacrifice?

Arafea replies to your question, leaning down to lick one of your breasts, tongue sliding up and around your nipple.

Liliah: I would be pleased to have a nice talk over a cup of tea with your goddess, however I'm afraid I don't have much more to offer her. Surely you must know that a succubus' energies are very different than a mortal's. Spells and rituals that apply for mortals don't necessarily apply for my kind, nor can they necessarily be adapted.

Liliah continued to pull her arms harder and harder, bit surprised and annoyed by the lack of resilience in Arafea's arms. She wanted to at least make them budge a little, and so she kept trying. After Arafea's lick, a single droplet of milk pearled from the moist nipple, lured out by the contact of a mouth.

Arafea: Ahh, but I am willing to try. Who knows, my goddess may be able to use you as a conduit to leech power from your creator.

Arafea picks you up, slinging you over her shoulder and moving off, intending to take you to an 'alter' to start the ritual properly.

Liliah yelped a little when she was lifted so abruptly on the dark elf's shoulder. For such a powerful warrior, her already light frame was just a bag of feathers. She found herself wondering how far she could throw her...

Arafea moves quickly, covering the ground with elven speed and grace as she makes her way towards the nearest ritual place of power. The place in question is a clearing in the middle of a forest, a flat stone table with a number of leather and metal straps embedded in it in the center of the table.

Arafea: The dark elf starts to sing softly as she walks towards the table, humming praise for her goddess.

Liliah: As long as you don't stab a dagger right through my chest, I'll be fine. Actually... even if you do that, I'll be fine. It just hurts a lot, so I'd rather you didn't.

Liliah wriggled uncomfortably on Arafea's shoulder. Her wagging tail, although it didn't wag as widely because of the knot wedged under it, might have come close to Arafea's face. Her wings were flapping a bit and dragging in the wind, perhaps making it a bit harder for the elf to move as fast.

Arafea did have a few small problems with your struggling, but nothing to really impede her progress. She dumped you onto the cold stone, making you face down with your breasts and cunt grinding against the rough surface. She reached for both your horns, grabbing them both at the base and squeezing.

Arafea: Oh I had no intention of doing something so primitive.

Liliah: Hnngghh!

Liliah's body became tense and shivering again when Arafea grabbed her horns. Her nipples brushing against the stone sent a tingling ripple through her chest and made her squeal some more. Her crotch pressing against the cold stone fed her lust and she was grinding her hips while her tight and warm little slit continued to ooze with juices.

Arafea smiles as she starts to chant, the alter seemingly coming to life, the stone pulsing with dark power, the stone shifting and grinding against your cunt. It opens up for your breasts, drawing them into it and starting to suck and squeeze the two orbs as the dark elf holds you still through your horns, grip slowly rolling back and forth on them as she feels the power surging inside her.

Liliah's breasts start spraying out milk in a bunch of tiny trickles from the suction. Her crotch throbs from the rubbing and she sensually wriggles her backside, visibly very aroused. At the same time, Liliah's arms and legs are very tense and tend to bend closer to Liliah because of the hold on her horns, and her breath is short and panting.

Arafea lets out a loud groan of bliss as she feels her body changing from the power surging through it, her folds parting as a cock starts to grow from there, feeling her goddess's power burning through her in a torrent. The alter starts to shift again, the section under your cunt lifting up a little, tiny cracks opening to capture and suck on your clit as your milk is drawn out into the alter.

Liliah yelps loudly when the altar attacks her clit. She wants to wriggle but her clit is stuck into the altar from the suction, limiting her to grinding against the altar and grinding her thighs together. Her tail wags up above, slapping the altar left and right, and her flapping wings have already spread her warm scent all over, sweet and spicy like a bakery but also feminine and addictive.

Arafea cries out in her own tongue, the language a warped and twisted form of elvish. She calls out her devotion to her goddess, and offering what she is about to do to her. As her cries reach a shriek of ecstasy she stabs that thick cock forward, slamming into the trapped succubus's cunt.

Liliah gave a long, hearty moan as Arafea penetrated her so roughly. She instantly began to rock her hips up and down as much as she could, pulling harshly on her clit in the process, and, determined to make this as short as possible, showed Arafea the incredible sensations her otherworldly pussy can provide, tightening around her cock like a vice grip, and little bumps started appearing inside Liliah's pussy, like the tip of several tongues running up and down Arafea's cock. At the same time, near the opening of her orifice, her muscles moved in waves, as if swallowing, but inverting the movement to the rhythm of Arafea's thrusts, pushing out when she pushes in, and pulling in when she pulls out.

Arafea screamed in pleasure, her words praise to her goddess, a dark prayer that made the alter pulse with black shadows and dark power. The stone continued to milk your breasts as you pulled back on your trapped clit, hips thrusting back as your pussy gripped and squeezed that cock so skillfully.

Arafea: The elves grip on your horns tightened, pulling back on them as she started to thrust hard and fast back and forth.

Liliah tried shaking and pulling her head, not really enjoying Arafea's grip on her horns. Meanwhile, she pushed her insides' muscles even further. More and more small bumps appeared inside her, and they started rotating in spirals in unison around Arafea's cock, a bit like a bumpy cock sleeve being turned around it. Of course, squeezing on her cock also meant she felt her cock more, bringing her to an higher and higher state of arousal. Her tail was now covered in a slippery slime which is splattered around while wagging, her breasts were lactating even more, and Liliah's pants and moans were ever louder and deeper.

Arafea's grip on your horns was tight, far too strong for you to break out of as she pumped and used your increasingly lovely body, her cock seemingly growing in response to the added stimulation as Arafea continued to cry out her bliss filled prayer, and all around her you would feel gateways starting to open up, using you, her and the alter as the focus points.

Liliah was rapidly beginning to succumb to the effect of Arafea's large goddess-given member, her body beginning to tremble in pleasure and her pussy began quivering rapidly, losing its ability to apply pinpoint pressure. Liliah's breasts were still giving out milk, however it came out in bursts now due to the constant sucking maxing out her breasts' ability to lactate. With her hole stuffed and her clit sucked and pulled so harshly, Liliah's crotch was now completely drenched, wetting her thighs, Arafea's crotch and the altar below as well. Orgasm was imminent for the succubus.

Arafea shrieking voice of prayer finally fell silent, the elf pumping hard back and forth a few more times as she leaned closer, whispering in your ear.

Arafea: Cum for the goddess... cum for your mistress.

Arafea chants as she slams one last time into you, cock pulsing as it releases, spurts of dark divine seed spraying into your womb.

Liliah: Hnnggh... mmhhHHMMmmhh... I... hnnfff... don't have m-much... hnnnhhn... choice, do I? HhaaaAAHHH!

Liliah was thrown right over the edge of climax by the jets of cum flowing deep inside her, her pussy throbbed and greedily sucked in everything, her body's instincts not making any distinctions of "good" or "bad" cum. Her whole body twitched and jerked hard with orgasmic spasms, toes curling, waist shaking violently, moaning repeatedly with incredible lust in her voice.

Arafea moans long and loud, a cry of praise to her goddess, or raw lust incarnate as she worked to try and fill the Succubus's body with the cum, preparing her for the first stage as the gates and alter already started to siphon the power that was being released by the climax.

Liliah's pussy doesn't really have a bottom, or even a womb for that matter. The dimensional pocket that is in Liliah's orifice is actually growing and will continue to do so for a while before anything else happens.

Arafea's moan finally starts to die down as she finishes cumming inside you, the divine seed just the first part of the ritual, tapping into your inner core of power, and starting to siphon fragments away as that cock slowly starts to slide back out of you.

Arafea: That's the first part of the ritual.

Arafea coos, tongue stretching out to lick your ear as her hands hold your head in place via your horns.

Liliah's pussy leaks a few big drops of cum before tightening back up and sealing the rest of the stuff inside her. She gave a few futile tugs on her horns, knowing Arafea's grip was just too strong but showing her discomfort anyway.

Liliah: Damnit, there are more parts to this? We're not going to be here all night are we?

Arafea: Usually the ritual continues until the sacrifice is unable to give any more without dying.

Arafea coos, slipping out of your cunt completely before moving up to your ass, rubbing and teasing that entrance as you feel another... thing, forming at your cunt. The tendril is one of dark divine shadow. The goddess herself, stretching out through the alter.

Liliah: W-What is that thing? Hnnnmmh!

Liliah gasped when Arafea probed her tight little asshole and then squealed out when she felt the intruding touch of the dark tendril between her labia. Her whole body squirmed around in arousal as much as her restraints allowed.

Arafea: That is the goddess... be proud of yourself Liliah... she has accepted your offering.

Arafea slams forward hard, using brute force as she finally releases your horns, using the juices covering her cock to try and get the entire thick shaft in your ass.

Liliah: Pfft, like I'm proud of giv- aaAAHH!!

Liliah jerks forward and lets out a scream of surprise and pleasure as Arafea's cock rammed into her asshole so mercilessly, eyes widening and fists clenching

Liliah: Hnnnnnhhh, fuck...

Arafea groans out in pleasure, not needing to call out to her goddess anymore, hips sliding back in preparation for another thrust. As she does the tendril of shadowy power, raw lust given form, drives forward into your cunt, moving hard and fast as it drives into your helpless body.

Liliah's asshole adapted to the thickness of Arafea's cock quite nicely, and of course just as with her pussy, the whole length of the cock was able to fit in the virtually bottomless hole. Liliah shifted her crotch uneasily from side to side, the tentacular appendage feeling ticklish and weird, making her yelp, squeal and throb.

Arafea pulls back and then thrusts forward, soon sliding back and forth, fucking your ass with smooth hard strokes of her hips, the tentacle that is the goddess's power simply continuing to drive into you, showing no sign of pulling back as the tip breaks into four more, thickening as it does so.

Liliah slapped Arafea's front with her slimy, slippery tail as she started picking up speed. Liliah's arousal was quickly climbing up again, being penetrated in both holes right after a first orgasm. She was breathing in long, deep breaths, moaning softly, wriggling her rump sensually. Her breasts still shooting out milk in short intermittent bursts made her feel tingly and warm in all of her chest.

Arafea was getting faster and harder, soon becoming almost brutal in her thrusts as the goddess drove even deeper, trying to invade the inner pocket that was now corrupted with her seed, the liquid slowly stripping you of your strength, draining your energy reserves.