Succubus Lord 3

by Eric Vall

  “I’m finding it hard to eat, momma.” The boy shook his head, plugged his nose, and then pointed to Todd. “This guy smells like a dead skunk.”

  “You’re not a basket of roses yerself, kid.” Todd chuckled. “I think somebody may have just shit themselves. Multiple times.”

  “Gee, mister, do you kiss your mother with that mouth?” the Franklin boy snarked.

  “Nope. I use it to kiss yours. She actually gave me a blow ‘n go before I came here. You’d think it’d be hard to do with no teeth...” Todd leaned in close to the boy and whispered. “... but it actually makes it feel a million times more fun. She called me ‘daddy’ a few times if it makes you feel better.”

  “Don’t talk about my mom like that, asshole!” the little boy growled.

  “Now, Ralphie,” Ira tried to put the lid back on her faux child, “you know he’s only trying to rile you up. He has the mental capacity of a child.”

  “I don’t give a shit!” The toddler rolled up his sleeves and jumped on top of the table. “I’m gonna make sure this Shaggy-looking asshole has to eat his next Scooby Snack through a straw.”

  “Such a potty mouth!” Betty gasped. “Elmer, where’s my soap?”

  “Oh, shut the fuck up, you old broad,” Ralphie snarled.

  “This wasn’t the plan, Alban,” Ira implored.

  The kid turned around and pointed a finger at the succubus. “We tried it your way, Ira! It ain’t working. Now we do it the fun way, by torturing these old bastards until they tell us the location of the Porta ad Inferos!”

  “Hey, Jakey,” Todd warned. “I’m about to do something I’ve always wanted to do, but that society would never allow.”

  Alban turned back to Todd summoned a ball of Hellfire into his hand.

  “Oh yeah?” he growled. “And what would that be, asshole? You finally gonna ask your first cousin for her hand in marriage?”

  “Nope, I’m gonna punch out a toddler!” Todd snickered and crouched down as the boy ran at him. Todd lit up his hand with a red flame, and he threw his body upward just as the boy came with striking distance.

  “Shoryuken!” he exclaimed as his blow connected and the demon in disguise was sent flipping back through the air.

  The tow-headed “toddler” landed gracefully in the center of the table like a superhero. He stood up, and the old couple let out a shriek of horror.

  I could see why.

  The innocent face of the Franklin child was now replaced by the dark red complexion of a demon. His entire body began to glow red as he began to morph back into his true form. Two tiny horns sprouted from his head, and cloven hooves ripped out of his dress shoes. The demon stood no more than three foot tall, with two stubby wings and a loincloth tied around his waist.

  It turned out “Ralphie” was an imp all along.

  “Well, this whole thing just went to shit.” Ira shrugged and summoned her own turquoise Hellfire to her hands.

  “Die, bitch!” Alban screamed and sent a blast of Hellfire right into Todd’s chest. At the same time, Ira launched an acidic spray at Sia and me.

  I caught the blast with a violet shield, but that was just what the succubus wanted. The next thing I knew, Ira used that distraction as an opening to launch herself across the table. The hard cap of her knee crashed into my stomach and doubled me over in pain, but I was quick to recover.

  As I stood back up, the crazed succubus tried to feed me a face full of acid, but I threw out a green portal mere seconds before Ira’s acidic spell turned my face into mush.

  The sickly turquoise blob reappeared directly above my target and crashed into the ceiling. Chunks of plaster rained down on Ira, who let out a grunt as the non-lethal debris smacked her in the head. The attack was intentionally non-lethal, but it had disoriented the succubus and left her open for a blast of Sia’s red Hellfire from my left which sent Ira flying through the wall of the farmhouse.

  “Nice shot,” I called to the redhead.

  “Thank you! You have no idea how long I’ve waited to do that.” Sia grinned.

  “Okay, so that’s how you want to play?” Todd yelled from across the room as he pulled himself to his feet. “Imp fight, motherfucker!”

  The stoner’s human features began to contort as his body shrunk back to his normal size. Then Todd summoned red Hellfire into his hands as he returned fully to his imp form.

  “Who’s ready for some hot imp on imp action?” he cackled as he charged at his doppelganger.

  “Somebody help!” I heard Betty scream in the chaos.

  Sia and I turned to see the old woman kneeling on the ground, holding her husband in her arms. Elmer was clutching his chest and looked like he was struggling to breathe. His belt and the top buttons of his shirt had been undone, and his skin looked flushed.

  He was having a heart attack.

  “Sia, you know what to do.” I nodded to the redhead.

  The succubus madame nodded and then ran over to try to heal the old man.

  I turned and made my way toward the hole in the wall where Ira had fallen. Small blasts of red Hellfire were ricocheting across the room as the two imps tried to burn each other to a crisp, and I had to toss up the occasional purple shield as I walked to guard myself from their brawl. I slipped through the hole in the wall, but Ira was nowhere to be seen.

  The room on the other side of the wall was filled with furniture that looked like it was thirty years out of date and a TV that was still an old tube model. The lime green wallpaper was peeling all over the place in dirty ribbons, and even the carpet looked like it could blend in with the dirt of the ground.

  “Yoohooo,” a voice called out from the adjoining room. “Mr. Hammer-for-a-dick! I’m in here.”

  I called forth red Hellfire into my hands and dug deep down into my emotional core. In the mirror on the wall, I could see two bright blue horns sprout from my head, but something else caught my attention. The irises of my eyes were now violet like the succubi’s.

  Maybe I really was becoming a demon lord.

  I carefully rounded the corner of the threshold with my magic at the ready.

  Sister Ira was sitting on the bed in nothing but tight leather lingerie. Her busty chest was just barely covered by the straps of her garment, which came up around her neck and were fastened to a collar. She was on her hands and knees with her tongue hanging out of her mouth.

  “It’s time to puuuunnisshhh me!” she said with glee when she saw my Hellfire. “Do your fucking worst. Please.”

  “Gladly,” I growled and unleashed a blast of fire at the succubus.

  Ira didn’t even try to dodge the attack. Instead, she stood up and thrust out her chest to absorb the full impact. She stood her ground as the fire engulfed her, and she made orgasmic sounds through the crackle of the flames. When the attack finally subsided, her body was burnt and bruised, but she was panting excitedly.

  “Is that your worst?” she begged. “Please do more! Don’t you have a dagger you can hold against my throat or some sort of chain you can put me in?”

  “Okay, this is starting to get weird--” I began, but then was cut off by a noise from behind. I instinctively rolled out of the way as another spray of turquoise Hellfire flew past where my skull would have been.

  Ira’s eyes widened as the attack struck her just on the edge of the shoulder, and she screamed in pain as it sizzled on her flesh. The scream only lasted for a second before it turned into a groan of pleasure.

  “Somebody’s been naughty, Jacob,” Ira’s voice cooed from behind me.

  I turned around and saw the dom half of the succubus.

  She was wearing a leather corset around her torso and massive spiked heels on her feet. The dom had a belt full of BDSM goodies such as ball gags, a whip, a chain, and a few gadgets that I couldn’t identify. In her hand, the succubus held a large morning star that was aglow with her acidic turquoise flames.

  “You gotta be fucking kidding me.” I rolled my eyes and summoned green fire into my
hands. I picked up the entire bed, with the Sub still on it, and then flung it at the Dom.

  Ira’s dominant half laughed happily as she readied her morning star. Once the bed was within striking distance, she used her enchanted weapon to skewer it and toss it off to the side. The Sub backflipped into the air and landed beside her other half.

  “You missed me.” She pouted. “I wanted to get a taste of your hammer.”

  “Don’t worry,” the Dom rubbed the Sub’s hair lovingly, “I’ll let you have a taste of Jacob’s hammer before we kill him.”

  “That would be delicious,” the Sub licked her lips and then extended her left arm, “but we need to get him in our grasp first.”

  A sharpened bone slipped out of the Sub’s right arm, and she grasped its base firmly in her hand. Then the succubus then ran a glowing red hand over the weapon, and the glowing red tail of a whip appeared.

  “Not this shit again,” I groaned and took a fighting stance. “You claim to like pain, right? I’m gonna test out how much you can take.”

  “Please do!” the Sub moaned, and then the two halves of Ira charged.

  The Dom was the first up as she went for a home run swing with her morning star.

  I blocked it with a quick shield of purple and then blasted her in the side with a small ball of red Hellfire. The Dom rolled away in pain, but I didn’t even have a second to breathe before the Sub’s whip was headed toward my neck. I threw up my arm defensively, and the enchanted whip wrapped around it instead of my throat.

  I let out a scream of agony as the white-hot tail seared its pattern into my skin. Without even thinking, I grabbed the lower part of the tail with my hand and tugged it forward.

  The Sub’s eyes widened as I jerked her body forward, off-balance. As she stumbled forward, I unleashed another blast of red Hellfire into her stomach at point-blank range.

  There were no sadistic moans of pleasure this time as the Sub’s body blasted up through the ceiling of the living room and her whip fell to the ground.

  I didn’t have time to survey the damage to my arm, because Dom Ira was back in action and another blast of acid was headed my way. I threw up a green portal and sent the attack down at the charging Dom’s feet. The floor melted in front of the succubus, and she let out a wail as she tripped, fell, and rolled over to where I was standing.

  “Spiky heels weren’t exactly the greatest fashion choice, now were they?” I remarked sarcastically.

  “You tell me!” the Dom yelled as she lashed out with the point of her shoe.

  I hopped up into the air and summoned a violet platform under my feet. As I landed safely on the barrier, Ira’s lethal heels passed harmlessly underneath. Without missing a beat, I summoned red Hellfire into my right hand and blasted it at my opponent.

  “Ready to be punished?” the Dom purred as her body was encased in a pink flame the moment before my blast struck home.

  As my flames engulfed her, the entire front of my body felt like it was being seared by a red-hot poker, and then I was blown off my feet. I tumbled through the living room helplessly until my momentum was finally halted by a wall. My entire body felt like it had just been hit by a freight train as I pulled myself up off the ground. My head was spinning, and there was still a burning sensation in my chest. I looked down to assess the damage but saw little more than a burnt shirt.

  Fucking mirror spell.

  I removed the rest of my shirt and charged back at the Dom.

  “Oooohhhh!” she cooed and readied her morning star. “I’ve got you halfway undressed! Now I need to show you what a naughty little boy you’ve been.”

  I closed the gap on the evil succubus in seconds and then slid down on my back as she swung her weapon like a baseball bat. As I passed by her legs, I stuck out my hand and knocked Ira’s feet out from under her.

  The succubus let out a squeal of surprise as she collapsed to the ground.

  Before she had a chance to conjure up another mirror spell, I used my emerald fire to pick up the tube TV and launch it at the dark-haired woman. The massive projectile struck the Dom in the back as she tried to stand up. Pieces of the screen shattered and flew across the floor, and her body fell to the ground once more.

  But the fight wasn’t over. From above, down through the hole she had made in the ceiling, the Sub swung down and struck me in the chest feet first.

  My entire torso screamed with pain as I slammed onto the grimy carpet. The wind was knocked out of my lungs, and I struggled to catch my breath as I writhed on the ground in agony. As I laid there, I suddenly felt a light tug on my pants.

  “Oh my god,” Ira’s Sub half gasped. “It’s even bigger than I remember! I hope it tastes as yummy as it looks.”

  “Oh, it does,” Sia’s voice echoed from the left. Then I heard the sound of crackling fire as there was a flash of red light, and then the Sub’s body flying over my head. Sia appeared over me and extended a helping hand. I grabbed the succubus’ petite hand, and she pulled me to my feet.

  The two halves of Ira appeared to be down, at least for the moment. Now was the perfect chance to reorient myself after the chaos of the evil succubus’ onslaught.

  “Thanks for the assist,” I said with a smile as I tugged up my pants. “What is it with these two and my penis?”

  “It’s quite impressive.” The redhead winked. “It was enough to convince Jane to join us, remember?” She gave me a quick once over. “Are you hurt?”

  “It’s just a scratch,” I lied. “Just a little whip burn, that’s all. If you don’t mind...”

  Sia summoned golden Hellfire into her hands, rubbed them together, and then placed them tenderly on my wound.

  My entire upper body lit up with the fire, and it felt like a million tiny ants were crawling around on my forearm. A warm, calming sensation spread through my body, and the burn marks slowly began to heal. The entire process only took a few seconds, and then I was as good as new.

  “Thanks, Sia,” I said as I made a fist a couple times. “How are things out there?”

  The redhead shrugged. “Todd and Alban’s ‘imp fight’ is about as epic as you’d imagine, which is to say, not at all. They’re just insulting each other as they throw balls of fire that are missing their mark by a yard.”

  “What about Elmer and Betty?” I asked.

  “I took care of Elmer,” Sia explained. “He’s good as new, and I sent them out of the house to safety.”

  “Do you think they’re going to call the police?” I questioned. “They’ve just seen a bunch of crazy-ass shit.”

  “I asked them to wait for us,” Sia answered with a shake of her head. “I told them that the fate of our entire universe may depend on them.”

  “No pressure though, right?” I chuckled.

  “You-- You need to hit me harder,” the Sub said weakly from across the room as she pulled herself to her feet. “Hellfire is child’s play. Give me some real sadistic shit.”

  “You asked for it,” I shot back and then turned my attention to the Dom.

  She was starting to stir, but she still wasn’t in any condition to fight. Using my telekinetic fire, I pulled the chain loose from her belt, raised it into the air, and then flung it at the Sub. It wrapped around her neck with a metallic clank and gently lifted her into the air.

  “Oh-- Oh my God!” she choked out. “I want more!”

  “Son of a bitch.” I shook my head. “This is supposed to be torture, not fun and games!”

  “Come on!” The Sub giggled between gasps. “This isn’t even going to leave a mark. Go harder!”

  “Fuck that,” I said as I released Ira from my grip.

  As she fell to the ground, I used the emerald flame to tie up her arms and legs behind her back.

  “Now that’s what I’m talking about,” she cackled. “Grab me one of those ball gags over there.”

  “I see Ira beat us here,” I heard Cupi’s voice sigh.

  Sia and I turned around and saw the blonde succubus and Libidi
ne standing in the doorway.

  “We heard the commotion and returned as quickly as we could,” Liby explained. “Even though it looks like you guys have things all tied up in here.”

  “Well, other than Alban,” I admitted, “but I figured that was Todd’s fight.”

  “Yeah,” Cupi chuckled, “I’m not too worried about him. Now this girl, on the other hand--”

  “Please hit me with one of your freezing spells,” the Sub begged. “I love the tingly sensation. It makes my nipples hard, and that makes it so much easier to put the clamps on.”

  “That’s gonna be a hard pass,” the blond succubus sighed.

  “So what do we do with them?” I pointed to the two halves of Ira on the ground. “We can’t kill them, and if we just leave, they’ll find a way to break out again.”

  “We could deliver them to Azazel,” Liby suggested. “Signed, sealed, and delivered.”

  It took me a second to understand what the curvy woman meant, but when I did, a wide smile rose up on my face.

  “Does that mean--” I started.

  “Yes.” Liby grinned. “Saw it myself, just up to the northwest of the property.”

  “And you think you could get us there again?” I asked eagerly.

  “My navigational skills aren’t the greatest,” the curvy succubus explained, “but it’s a pretty straight-shot. There was a charming little path that looked like it takes you most of the way there.”

  “Then let’s go fuck up Alban, and then we can send Ira and her other minions back down to Hell where they belong.” I grinned. “I can’t wait to fuck over Azazel again.”

  The four of us dashed back into the dining area, where Todd and Alban were now tumbling across the floor swinging at each other pathetically.

  “Get your hands off me, you grubby little midget!” Alban growled.

  “Who are you calling a midget, you nasty-ass gnome!” Todd shot back.

  “Alright, that’s enough,” I demanded and shot out a blast of green fire.

  The fire surrounded the evil imp, and I lifted him into the air. He flailed his arms and legs as he tried to fight the spell, but it was no use.