Morning Ritual
The succubus stretched, her slithery tail wrapped around the thighs of her playthings. Given their unnatural body position, one would expect the twins to be in excruciating pain, but there was nothing but ecstasy upon their visages. Smiling evilly, she inhaled their lust.
“I love the smell of drained souls in the morning,” she thought.
A bit of supernatural comes to play alongside the twisting of a famous quote from Apocalypse Now. Yes, I’m crazy, I know.
The Greatest Gift
“Happy Birthday. I hope you have a great day.”
A simple message, and yet so meaningful. Upon reading it, he heard her lulling voice echo in the room, felt her rapturous control enveloping his senses.
“I will. You are the greatest gift one can have,” he typed in reply, body and mind kneeling as one.
Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to… sorry, I got distracted for a moment. It was just another day but thinking of My Princess made it more memorable. She’s the only present I need.
Swept Away
The jinnīya hovered inside the desert chamber, a diaphanous beauty like no other. In awe, Derek approached her, mouth dry.
“For coming this far, you are entitled to one wish, mortal. Choose wisely!” she commanded.
“I wish to be yours,” he responded immediately, without thought.
“Granted!” she acquiesced as the sands dragged him to oblivion.
Another supernatural take on things because I really like it. I went with Arabian elements this time around for the sake of variety.
Her Secret
“I discovered your secret, Susan.”
“Oh?”
“You’re not really a hypnotist. You just say you are.”
“Perhaps I hypnotized you to believe that, Barry. Perhaps I can make you believe anything I want…”
“Impossible!”
“You’re probably right. By the way, did you know the moon is made of cheese?”
“Everybody knows that!”
“Okay, just checking.”
More fun shenanigans. It’s obvious Barry isn’t confused at all. By the way, Mars is made of chocolate, Susan told me herself.