Arjak was awoken by a weight upon his lap. Under normal circumstances, opening his eyes to a woman straddling him would have been a great start to his day, but the features of this stranger suggested he was in serious danger. Her vermillion skin, whip-like tail, and sharp, twisted horns could only be those of a demon’s. Unlike the demons he was familiar with, however, she possessed a body that even a paladin would find hard to resist. In addition to her fulsome hips and toned waist, he had never seen a bust as large as the one she carried, making him wonder if dark sorcery was involved in her appearance. The tight leather outfit she wore resembled that of a succubus’s, consisting of thigh-high boots, a low rise skirt, a form-fitting corset, and a choker. Framed by obsidian hair, her face was that of a temptress. There was no escaping her wicked, fel-stained eyes as she leered down at him like he was a fly caught in her web.
“Now this is strange,” she said with a sinister tone. “It’s not often I receive guests, especially ones from beyond these Broken Isles.”
“Who you be?” Arjak demanded. “And where am I?”
“I am Lady Solrein,” she replied. “And it appears you’ve trespassed into my sanctum.”
“Ya gonna kill me?”
“Don’t worry, handsome. Although your soul looks exquisite, there’s a reason I kept you alive.” Slowly, she slid her fingers up his torso, admiring his muscular build. “Does this wayward troll have a name?”
His answer followed a moment of hesitation. “Arjak...”
“Arjak… What a strong name. I bet you’re wondering why you’re bound beneath an eredar.”
At this moment he realized his limbs were chained to stone obelisks protruding from the ground like stalagmites. This was not the same cave he had taken shelter in the day before and resembled more of a demonic lair. How could he have known he had stumbled into a trap? Such an illusion would have required incredibly powerful magic. He pulled on the chains with all his might, but they were far too sturdy. The futile attempt to break free made her laugh cruelly. “You might not be so eager to leave if you knew what I need from you.”
“I ain’t servin’ da Burning Legion,” he asserted.
“You’d make for a fine candidate, but I’m afraid recruitment is not a priority for me right now. Ever since our defeat on Argus, things have been a bit disorganized. In fact, that’s one of the reasons why I’ve remained hidden here.”
“So ya don’t want me soul and ya don’t want me service… what DO ya want?”
“I thought the candles I put on for us would have made it obvious, but I suppose I’ll have to be more forward about it…”
With a snap of her fingers, her corset disintegrated. His attention was immediately drawn to her magnificent breasts, the nipples of which were pierced with emerald studs. He found it difficult to pretend he wasn’t interested in them, and she didn’t fail to notice. Pressing them together, she demonstrated how doughy they were with an ostentatious smile. “I can tell you see something you like,” she purred. “As a matter of fact, I can feel it.” There was nothing he could do to hide his erection. Her skill at seduction was too strong for his mortal mind.
“So ya gonna use me for pleasure, den?”
“I don’t see why you can’t have enjoy it as well.”
“Can’t help but wonda if ya gonna kill me after ya done.”
“Well, there’s a chance I might smother you with my tits if you misbehave.”
“Ya ain’t givin’ me a choice, den.”
“No, dear, I’m not.”
She bowed forward until her head hovered slightly over his. Her eyes seemed to swirl with fel fire as she gazed at him, and her breath was suitably warm. “You see, even demons like me have needs” she confessed with a whisper. Clasping his head between her palms, she lowered herself further and began pecking him on the lips. It seemed strange that a creature of spite could be capable of such intimacy, but he fell under her spell nonetheless. Before he knew it, he was reciprocating her affection by kissing her back. The passion quickly swelled between them until their tongues were intertwined. Erotic moans emerged from her esophagus as she savored his taste, and his concerns quickly melted away.
A while later, her thirst was quenched and she returned to an upright position. “Now, let’s get you out of these unsightly pants.”
She back up enough to tug off his only remaining apparel, and in doing so, revealed his mighty erection. “By Sargeras,” she lauded upon discovering it. “You’re large even by Argussian standards.” Her fingers coiled around his shaft and began pumping it at a leisurely pace. One might expect a demon to be rough with such equipment, but she remained surprisingly gentle instead. He watched her as she massaged his member, charmed by the mischievous look she was giving him. If she possessed this much finesse at jacking him off, it surely boded well for the remainder of his captivity.
“Don’t be shy,” she said softly. “If I’m making you feel good, you can tell me.”
He chuckled lecherously. “Just keep it goin’, mon.”
“If you insist…”
A while later, the fondling stopped and her head descended to his groin. Her moist tongue lapped against his cock like it was candy. It was impossible to deny that her spongy tissue felt incredible upon his flesh. Before long, her lips parted wide enough to fit around his girth. As he watched her swallow his manhood, he sighed with gratitude. So deep was her gullet that he could have been made to believe it was a bottomless pit. No woman had ever fit as much of him in their mouth before, leaving him to speculate if this was another feat of magic. Meanwhile, sounds of genuine indulgence emerged from her while she serviced him. “Mmm… mmmmmm…”
After several minutes, it became clear that she was in no hurry to finish. Her efforts, however, were only growing more intense as time went on. Soon her vulgar slurping became too much for him to withstand and he closed his eyes in surrender. When his cock began to thrum within her mouth, she sucked more fiercely than ever before, determined to consume every last drop of his would-be children. Once he was through, she lifted her head, licked her lips, and grinned like only a murderous psychopath. “Mmm… that was delicious…”
Arjak audibly exhaled. “First time I be gettin’ head from a demon,” he stated “Ya be leavin’ me wit a good impression.”
“I learned quite a bit from the sayaad,” she explained. “You’d be amazed at what they’re capable of.”
“Say-what?”
