Part 09 of the Succubus series. Readers are requested to read the previous 8 parts to understand the plot and appearance of the Succubus.
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The Gala must have taken months and millions to prepare for. As far as I and Arexus knew, we were in the South Pacific. The island was the largest among a chain of volcanic formations. A paradise untouched by humans, or so it seemed. The large futuristic villa was hidden among the lush jungle, built into a now-extinct volcano.
The guests arrived at a private airstrip on another island and were ferried across to the island via a small submarine. It was the sort of thing out of a James Bond novel.
We weren't allowed anywhere upstairs to see who the guests were. This was a secret society of the utmost elite. The ultra-rich. Myself and Dr.Arexus were not trusted to see their faces.
We were given tight, shiny black body suits with blacked-out helmets and respirators. We had tubes in the masks to suck up liquid which was stored in small tanks on our backs, along with batteries and air filters. The suits were thick with built-in cooling and heating, the same carbon nanotubes, and power bank technology as Lilith. The system was fully enclosed and secure with inbuilt metal shields for our most intimate regions.
Arexus looked amazing. She was fit and the suit showed off all her assets. I would have been aroused, sans the urinary catheter which was inserted into my penis. It was my first time having a catheter and I was irritated. We had a long night ahead so it was a necessity.
We were like soldiers from some Sci-Fi movie. We had utility belts with black cattle prods, cuffs, and an assortment of vibrators. Our digital control tabs were strapped to our forearms. These gave video feed of the egg and access to all its functions.
Our helmets had in-built communications and heads-up displays.
Fully suited, we descended into the Succubus' lair deep underground.
It was a massive cave, a hundred feet across. Almost circular. A natural cathedral, fifty feet tall with tall pillars of volcanic rock. The cave was lit with red-orange light most spectacularly.
There in the center of this circular chamber, on a low stage, stood the egg, glowing bright and then dim in rhythm to a heartbeat. The sexy, animalistic breathing of its occupant echoed in the vast chamber.
At one end of the room stood a throne, hewn from solid rock, its intricate engravings of serpents, ancient symbols, and dragons, glistening in the red light. It towered above the egg. The seat of her master no doubt.
At the foot of the throne stood an "X" shaped frame, skeletal, deep black, a simplified version of the frame Lilith was bound to inside the egg. A few lengths of long heavy black chains lay coiled at the base.
Then the guests entered, led by none other than Hunter. It was unlike what I had ever imagined!