by Rowan Bree
You tell the mage to go choke on his glass dildo.
He grabs you by the hair, pulling you painfully upwards. “It looks like we have a volunteer,” he spits.
Your whole body screams in pain as his magic surges through you. You can feel the cold glass against your backside, forcing you open.
Jasper tells Vale to stop, threatening him with all manner of unpleasant death. But Vale ignores him. The mage plunges the dildo deep inside you, fucking you without mercy.
“And this, my friends, is what happens to traitors.”
You can see the Vale’s cruelty reflected in the hungry eyes of the nobles watching you. Some encourage him, yelling out the atrocities they want to see done to you and Jasper in the name of “justice”. Your legs start to wobble. You can feel yourself coming.
Jasper’s threats have turned to begging for Vale to let you go. You can barely see him through the tears in your eyes, but you can tell that he is broken.
Between the pain and the brutal assault you lose control of your bladder. As the warm puddle grows beneath you, you feel the dildo leave your ass.
Your eyes seek out Sybil’s, but she won’t return your gaze. She is supposed to be a friend. She is supposed to be looking out for you and Jasper. How can she just stand there while Vale fucks you? Unless she knows exposing herself would mean putting herself at the mercy of the Order.
Beg Sybil for help.
Endure.
Alone you might be powerless, but Sybil can still help you. She must.
You call Sybil’s name, forcing her to look at you. Her face is drained of color and there is fear in her eyes.
“She’s not going to help you,” Vale says, standing. “She was never your ally to begin with. She’s always been mine.”
He removes his robe, then forces you to lie on your back in the center of the circle. The carved symbols feel hot against your skin.
“I know she’s been spending time with your ‘resistance’, feeding you information and acting the perfect spy. She’s not the first one I’ve sent, but unlike Jasper she actually remained true to the Order.”
What is Vale talking about? Is it possible Jasper used to work for the Order? Vale strokes your thigh and you and you let out a moan. Vale laughs.
“Tell her,” Vale says to Sybil. “Tell her it’s all true. There’s no point hiding anymore. You gave up your soul to serve the Order. You made the ultimate gift of devotion to the Old Ones.”
Sybil looks at you, her face drawn. “It’s true,” she says.
Vale’s hand moves up higher. You struggle to keep quiet, but your whimpers betray you.
Sybil speaks louder over your shameful sounds. “I did give up my soul to the Old Ones. I did follow Vale’s orders and spy for him. But I gained something in return. The Old Ones made me a succubus, able to suck the very life out of a man through his cock.”
Your own labored breaths fill your ears. You let Vale part your legs.
Sybil smiles coldly. “Vale doesn’t realize it but I’ve been slowly draining him of his power.”
Vale stops touching you. He gets up and goes to Sybil. His eyes glow red.
“You liar,” he growls. “I’m more powerful than ever.”
He removes a wicked-looking dagger from the folds of his robe. Sybil laughs.
“Going to kill me?”
Vale lunges at Sybil but is too slow. Sybil turns the weapon on the mage and stabs him in the gut. The king’s guards leave their ruler’s side to rush at her from across the room.
“Let’s go, now!” Sybil shouts, hauling you and Jasper to your feet. Jasper grabs a nearby candle and hurls it at the curtains near the door. The black fabric goes up in flame like kindling. The room goes into a panic.
You duck under the flaming doorway and out into the hall. Sybil seems to know exactly where she is going and you find yourself in a narrow storeroom in a quiet part of the castle. You try to catch your breath as Jasper roots around the crates and chests.
Sybil says, “We need to get out of the castle before the guards close the gates. I’ve got a wagon of supplies all ready to go, to be used in a worst-case scenario which this definitely is.”
Jasper hands you a linen dress, having found a set of clothes for himself as well. You hurriedly get dressed and the three of you leave the castle. You manage to get outside without incident. All the guards must be too drunk from the feast.
The city streets are quiet, but Sybil keeps to the shadows nevertheless. After a while she cuts on to the main thoroughfare and leads you to a cart parked there packed to the top with crates and barrels. She climbs up to take the reigns and Jasper joins you in the back. There is barely room for the two of you among all the supplies and you wonder how long of a journey Sybil has planned for.
As you watch the castle grow smaller you begin to wonder about everything Vale said, about Sybil and Jasper and their part in the Order. Jasper has been oddly silent since then, and when you look at him you can see that his eyes have lost their spark.
Ask him about Vale.
Kiss him.
Alone you might be powerless, but Sybil can still help you. She must.
You call Sybil’s name, forcing her to look at you. Her face is drained of color and there is fear in her eyes.
“She’s not going to help you,” Vale says, standing. “She was never your ally to begin with. She’s always been mine.”
The creature’s cock pulses and you brace for the feeling of its cum pumping inside you.
“I know she’s been spending time with your ‘resistance’, feeding you information and acting the perfect spy. She’s not the first one I’ve sent, but unlike Jasper she actually remained true to the Order.”
What is Vale talking about? Is it possible Jasper used to work for the Order?
“Tell her,” Vale says to Sybil. “Tell her it’s all true. There’s no point hiding anymore. You gave up your soul to serve the Order. You made the ultimate gift of devotion to the Old Ones.”
Sybil looks at you, her face drawn. “It’s true,” she says.
The creature starts to cum. Its appendage pulses rhythmically leaving an odd heavy feeling like a weight has been placed inside you. You struggle to keep quiet, but your whimpers betray you.
Sybil speaks louder over your shameful sounds. “I did give up my soul to the Old Ones. I did follow Vale’s orders and spy for him. But I gained something in return. The Old Ones made me a succubus, able to suck the very life out of a man through his cock.”
Your own labored breaths fill your ears. The weight is followed by another, and another. Eggs, you think with horror as the spider-goblin’s ovipositor slides out of you.
Sybil smiles coldly. “Vale doesn’t realize it but I’ve been slowly draining him of his power.”
Vale yanks the creature off you, stopping its chittering and your shameful moans. He advances on Sybil.
“You liar,” he growls. “I’m more powerful than ever.”
He removes a wicked-looking dagger from the folds of his robe. Sybil laughs.
“Going to kill me?”
Vale lunges at Sybil but is too slow. Sybil turns the weapon on the mage and stabs him in the gut. The king’s guards leave their ruler’s side to rush at her from across the room.
“Let’s go, now!” Sybil shouts, hauling you and Jasper to your feet. As you stand you feel the spider-goblin’s eggs fall from inside you. You don’t want to think about what might have happened if they hadn’t.
Jasper grabs a nearby candle and hurls it at the curtains near the door. The black fabric goes up in flame like kindling. The room goes into a panic.
You duck under the flaming doorway and out into the hall. Sybil seems to know exactly where she is going and you find yourself in a narrow storeroom in a quiet part of the castle. You try to catch your breath as Jasper roots around the crates and chests.
Sybil says, “We need to get out of the castle before the guards catc
h us. I’ve got a wagon of supplies all ready to go, to be used in a worst-case scenario which this definitely is.”
Jasper hands you a linen dress, having found a set of clothes for himself as well. You hurriedly get dressed and the three of you leave the castle. You manage to get outside without incident. All the guards must be too drunk from the feast.
The city streets are quiet, but Sybil keeps to the shadows nevertheless. After a while she cuts on to the main thoroughfare and leads you to a cart parked there packed to the top with crates and barrels. She climbs up to take the reigns and Jasper joins you in the back. There is barely room for the two of you among all the supplies and you wonder how long of a journey Sybil has planned for.
As you watch the castle grow smaller you begin to wonder about everything Vale said, about Sybil and Jasper and their part in the Order. Jasper has been oddly silent since then, and when you look at him you can see that his eyes have lost their spark.
Ask him about Vale.
Kiss him.
Alone you might be powerless, but Sybil can still help you. She must.
You call Sybil’s name, forcing her to look at you. Her face is drained of color and there is fear in her eyes.
“She’s not going to help you,” Vale says, standing. “She was never your ally to begin with. She’s always been mine.”
The creature’s cock pulses and you brace for the feeling of its cum pumping inside you.
“I know she’s been spending time with your ‘resistance’, feeding you information and acting the perfect spy. She’s not the first one I’ve sent, but unlike Jasper she actually remained true to the Order.”
What is Vale talking about? Is it possible Jasper used to work for the Order?
“Tell her,” Vale says to Sybil. “Tell her it’s all true. There’s no point hiding anymore. You gave up your soul to serve the Order. You made the ultimate gift of devotion to the Old Ones.”
Sybil looks at you, her face drawn. “It’s true,” she says.
The creature starts to cum. Its appendage pulses rhythmically leaving an odd heavy feeling like a weight has been placed inside you. You struggle to keep quiet, but your whimpers betray you.
Sybil speaks louder over your shameful sounds. “I did give up my soul to the Old Ones. I did follow Vale’s orders and spy for him. But I gained something in return. The Old Ones made me a succubus, able to suck the very life out of a man through his cock.”
Your own labored breaths fill your ears. The weight is followed by another, and another. Eggs, you think with horror as the spider-goblin’s ovipositor slides out of you.
Sybil smiles coldly. “Vale doesn’t realize it but I’ve been slowly draining him of his power.”
Vale yanks the creature off you, stopping its chittering and your shameful moans. He advances on Sybil.
“You liar,” he growls. “I’m more powerful than ever.”
He removes a wicked-looking dagger from the folds of his robe. Sybil laughs.
“Going to kill me?”
Vale lunges at Sybil but is too slow. Sybil turns the weapon on the mage and stabs him in the gut. The king’s guards leave their ruler’s side to rush at her from across the room.
“Let’s go, now!” Sybil shouts, hauling you and Jasper to your feet. As you stand you feel the spider-goblin’s eggs fall from inside you. You don’t want to think about what might have happened if they hadn’t.
Jasper grabs a nearby candle and hurls it at the curtains near the door. The black fabric goes up in flame like kindling. The room goes into a panic.
You duck under the flaming doorway and out into the hall. Sybil seems to know exactly where she is going and you find yourself in a narrow storeroom in a quiet part of the castle. You try to catch your breath as Jasper roots around the crates and chests.
Sybil says, “We need to get out of the castle before the guards catch us. I’ve got a wagon of supplies all ready to go, to be used in a worst-case scenario which this definitely is.”
Jasper hands you a linen dress, having found a set of clothes for himself as well. You hurriedly get dressed and the three of you leave the castle. You manage to get outside without incident. All the guards must be too drunk from the feast.
The city streets are quiet, but Sybil keeps to the shadows nevertheless. After a while she cuts on to the main thoroughfare and leads you to a cart parked there packed to the top with crates and barrels. She climbs up to take the reigns and Jasper joins you in the back. There is barely room for the two of you among all the supplies and you wonder how long of a journey Sybil has planned for.
As you watch the castle grow smaller you begin to wonder about everything Vale said, about Sybil and Jasper and their part in the Order. Jasper has been oddly silent since then, and when you look at him you can see that his eyes have lost their spark.
Ask him about Vale.
Kiss him.
Alone you might be powerless, but Sybil can still help you. She must.
You call Sybil’s name, forcing her to look at you. Her face is drained of color and there is fear in her eyes.
“She’s not going to help you,” Vale says, standing. “She was never your ally to begin with. She’s always been mine.”
He removes his robe, then forces you to lie on your back in the center of the circle. The carved symbols feel hot against your skin.
“I know she’s been spending time with your ‘resistance’, feeding you information and acting the perfect spy. She’s not the first one I’ve sent, but unlike Jasper she actually remained true to the Order.”
What is Vale talking about? Is it possible Jasper used to work for the Order? Vale strokes your thigh and you and you let out a moan. Vale laughs.
“Tell her,” Vale says to Sybil. “Tell her it’s all true. There’s no point hiding anymore. You gave up your soul to serve the Order. You made the ultimate gift of devotion to the Old Ones.”
Sybil looks at you, her face drawn. “It’s true,” she says.
Vale’s hand moves up higher. You struggle to keep quiet, but your whimpers betray you.
Sybil speaks louder over your shameful sounds. “I did give up my soul to the Old Ones. I did follow Vale’s orders and spy for him. But I gained something in return. The Old Ones made me a succubus, able to suck the very life out of a man through his cock.”
Your own labored breaths fill your ears. You let Vale part your legs.
Sybil smiles coldly. “Vale doesn’t realize it but I’ve been slowly draining him of his power.”
Vale stops touching you. He gets up and goes to Sybil. His eyes glow red.
“You liar,” he growls. “I’m more powerful than ever.”
He removes a wicked-looking dagger from the folds of his robe. Sybil laughs.
“Going to kill me?”
Vale lunges at Sybil but is too slow. Sybil turns the weapon on the mage and stabs him in the gut. The king’s guards leave their ruler’s side to rush at her from across the room.
“Let’s go, now!” Sybil shouts, hauling you and Jasper to your feet. Jasper grabs a nearby candle and hurls it at the curtains near the door. The black fabric goes up in flame like kindling. The room goes into a panic.
You duck under the flaming doorway and out into the hall. Sybil seems to know exactly where she is going and you find yourself in a narrow storeroom in a quiet part of the castle. You try to catch your breath as Jasper roots around the crates and chests.
Sybil says, “We need to get out of the castle before the guards close the gates. I’ve got a wagon of supplies all ready to go, to be used in a worst-case scenario which this definitely is.”
Jasper hands you a linen dress, having found a set of clothes for himself as well. You hurriedly get dressed and the three of you leave the castle. You manage to get outside without incident. All the guards must be too drunk from the feast.
The city streets are quiet, but Sybil keeps to the shadows nevertheless. After a while she
cuts on to the main thoroughfare and leads you to a cart parked there packed to the top with crates and barrels. She climbs up to take the reigns and Jasper joins you in the back. There is barely room for the two of you among all the supplies and you wonder how long of a journey Sybil has planned for.
As you watch the castle grow smaller you begin to wonder about everything Vale said, about Sybil and Jasper and their part in the Order. Jasper has been oddly silent since then, and when you look at him you can see that his eyes have lost their spark.
Ask him about Vale.
Kiss him.
Alone you might be powerless, but Sybil can still help you. She must.
You call Sybil’s name, forcing her to look at you. Her face is drained of color and there is fear in her eyes.
“She’s not going to help you,” Vale says, his gloved fingers digging into the soft flesh of your ass and spreading you wide. “She was never your ally to begin with. She’s always been mine.”
You beg Sybil to help you, calling Vale a liar and threatening to kill him in all manner of painful ways, but she only watches as Vale fucks you.
“See,” Vale says. “I told you, she’s mine. I know she’s been spending time with your ‘resistance’, feeding you information and acting the perfect spy. She’s not the first one I’ve sent, but unlike Jasper she actually remained true to the Order.”
What is Vale talking about? Is it possible Jasper used to work for the Order? The dildo hits something sensitive inside you and you let out a moan. Vale laughs. You feel invisible hands tightening around your throat.
“Tell her,” Vale says to Sybil. “Tell her it’s all true. There’s no point hiding anymore. You gave up your soul to serve the Order. You made the ultimate gift of devotion to the Old Ones.”