Keira made several hand-signs she thought would make sense to Alicia. Ignoring the fact that they probably wouldn't have made any sense to the girl, it was pitch black out, and Keira's faint glow had faded before she reached the camp. She was still shaken up and the only thing preventing her from crumbling into a miserable pile of tears was Keira's own safety.
Alert to Alicia's strange behavior and the source of her attention, the strangely intelligent monster approached her cage. Keira froze and prayed it would go away. Her eyes scrunched shut and she gave all her hope that she would be passed.
A calm hand rested on her shoulder. The shock nearly killed her, but she recovered and tilted her head. A shadow-veiled face dressed in a cotton miniskirt and tightly-wrapped bandage-bindings. She knew those clothes anywhere.
"Sabrina!" she whispered triumphantly.
The figure made no attempt to speak. Natural, considering the girl was trying to save her from the guard that lurked a stone's throw away.
The hand gave her a firm tug and Keira followed it blindly. Sabrina always had a plan. She put complete trust in her best friend.
Sabrina's strong hand fell from her shoulder to her wrist, gripping it tightly as she led Keira through the forest, skimming on the edge around the camp.
Convinced it was safe to talk Keira was about to speak up. Sabrina stopped abruptly. She knew it was safe to talk too! "Where are we going Sabrina? How are we going to rescue our friends over here?"
Sabrina was always a strange girl. If from her clothing choice alone. She was quite amazed that no one had spotted her. Both her skirt and top were as white as any midday cloud. It didn't surprise her when Sabrina made no response. It wasn't uncharacteristic of her to ignore something Keira said. She only spoke when it was necessary.
Sabrina turned around and faced Keira. Oddly, the girl seemed much more attractive in complete darkness. The contrasting colors seemed to bring out her creamy skin and glowing eyes.
The sorceress chanted momentarily, no doubtably preparing for her plan.
In an instant a tall figure bled from the darkness.
A succubus.
The demon's skin was charred pink from hell and flimsy garments covered her large breasts and pronounced pelvis.
"Sabrina... demonic summoning is forbidden! You can get expelled! Plus... how is this going to help us save our class?"
"Thank you preparing a sacrifice for me master, when the ritual is complete I will have the strength to steal the sorcerers tomes for you,"
All Keira could do was freeze in fear.
"S-s-Sabrina... what.. are you doing? Aren't you... my f-f-ffff-friend?" her words came out garbled as her friend stared at her impassively.
"She's a witch, so don't kill her, we can still make use of her abilities... even if she's an idiot," the demon nodded in agreement.
"Sabrina--why?" her friend's once bouncy and energetic voice was abysmal and so like the darkness around them.
The demoness didn't waste time and began her command. She leapt at Keira, locking lips and throwing her savory tongue into the girl's gasped lips. The force pushed them to the forest floor. Fresh mud clung to Keira's dress.
The succubus's tongue was so inviting Keira had no choice but to obey. Her body betrayed her, lashing and fighting with her lover's refined muscle. The demon's magic began its work, each lash and sucking of each other's tongues brought her higher and higher up in arousal.
Black eyes locked with blue ones, totally distracting Keira's minimal resistance. They both helplessly moaned in each other's arms. Keira was naturally good at getting a response from the sex-loving monster.
The demon's tongue slipped out of her mouth and travelled out of her neck. The demon's incisors made a short appearance and sunk into her soft flesh, leaving a strange mark at the crook of her neck.
The seal had its desired effect. Keira was now glowing with arousal, her hands lovingly roamed across her lover's breasts, groping and pulling on her nipples through the nylon material.
A half-garbled response came from the nubile witch's throat, "M-MORE! Gah--Ohh--I NEED!"
The demon made short work of her target's dress, nimbly shredding it with her elongated nails. A matching pair of bra and panties greeted her momentarily. They too were destroyed hungrily, this time by Keira's own efforts.
The demon sucked and played with Keira's breasts before nibbling at the nipples lovingly, leaving small bite marks in her wake. They glowed with black energy. The result was instantaneous. Keira writhed and began pushed the demon onto its back. Both of them were now indistinguishable from behind, as mud covered every pore on their backs.
Keira slid the soggy panties down off the demon, attacking in between her thighs like a cat to a bowl of milk. The parted lips of the succubus were even more pink than her skin, and Keira buried herself in them. The scent and runes placed on her body were too much for her.
The demon kicked Keira fiercely onto her back and exposed her pussy lips. She kissed the throbbing organ sensually before clamping her lips down on Keira's folds. As her teeth filled her flesh, flowing blood began to stream from the runes on her body.
Keira frantically screamed for more. The most explosive orgasm shot through her sexually attuned body, filling her with terrible strength.
The blood finished running into the earth and Keira's writhing stiffened. Her mortality was drained but her soul still remained. A dark pulse of energy resonated at the entrance to her pussy. The runes of a forgotten language faded silently, leaving Keira with labored breath.
"You did good kid," the succubus grinned, displaying her bestial fangs. Her pointed tail swished in anticipation.
"How do you feel?" Sabrina mono-toned.
A long exasperated sigh of content escaped from Keira, "I feel more alive than ever before..."
"That's good, I have one last question before we head out," she grinned in satisfaction. Sabrina's youthful eighteen-year-old body shifted, revealing an older thirty-year-old woman.
"Who do you serve witch?"
A strange sense of loyalty and pride assaulted her. New facts assaulted her involuntarily. Her master was Lilith. The lost soul of the demon succubus that resides over a portion of hell. She needed to help her in her rituals so she could be atlast one with her body. Forever free of hell.
Her great mistress needed her because Keira was a witch, and witches excelled in harvesting energy and captives for her mistress. Things absolutely necessary for her ancient rituals.
"I serve you mistress Lilith,"
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