The stone room was filled with the sounds of grunting and straining. Rhodon, stalwart knight of the Silver Watch, hero of the battle of the Elmswood and protector of the realm lay chained to a stone slab, arms tightly locked above his head while the light glinted off his sweat covered body as it filtering in from long broken tiles above.
It had been only a week since he had set off into the forest with four of his best companions, mounting their expedition from the small village of Embersheart. Several villagers had reportedly gone missing which would not be all that uncommon this close to the wild and would have been normally considered a local matter. However the local seer had also said that he felt a presence nearby. Convinced that he had felt something breach from the beyond into the world. Initially Rhodon had mused that it could be nothing, wild animals and the unreliable rantings of someone who wanted to seem important and wise to people from the capital. However he had some time and he had enough men to go make a quick check, even if the chance of a demon was slim.
That slim chance was now stalking around the slab, heavy lidded eyes giving small flashes of the lilac iris's below, clearly delighting in the sight of his well toned muscles pulling at his bindings. The small tower they where in was run down, there was always the chance the chains where just as rusted as the rest of the building and they might not hold. It was again a slim chance but he had to try something, even if his demonic captor was clearly enjoying the sight of his naked body pulling against them. The steady but constant sound of her heels clicking on the ground as her fingers lightly traced along his arms, down his sides, along his legs. He knew she was trying to get in his head, testing his resolve. But he was a pure knight, he could not be simply swayed with the sight of her dark scarlet flesh on display. Weaker men might be tempted but he would not give himself into damnation just for the feel of a woman, no matter how beautiful she appeared.
He realised that he had lost track of how long it had been since he had woken up, or how long it had been since she had started stalking around him, making him shiver involuntarily as her fingers and nails barely brushed his skin. Had it been a few minutes? Ten? Twenty? As she passed his head once more her light fingers traced up his neck and he felt the gag she had placed on him being loosened as she kept her orbit of him and the sound of her melodic voice near enough dripped into the room from behind where he lay.
"You really should be careful, you're going to injure yourself like this my darling."
"Return to hell you damned creature, release me and my people and you may gain a swift death. Swifter than the Church will give you and more than your kind deserves."
As she walked back into his view her full lips curled into a smile before she let out a faux gasp of terror, one hand resting upon her ample cleavage. "Oh, you should have said sooner! I will of course fall on your sword good sir knight!" He watched as the hand idly traced down her chest, along her taught exposed stomach and once more resumed running along his side, barely touching him as they got closer towards to his hips. "Although there is of course one sword I would not mind falling upon" She commented, glancing back at him with her eyebrow raised and letting out a small laugh.
"You think I would fall for such basic tricks, I thought you Succubi were better than this"
Her hand barely touched towards the cleft in his hip before once again moving down his leg, her slow gait continuing, her well toned ass clad fully in view with only the smallest of undergarments that seemed to only accent it, while her spaded tail flicking back and forth like a cats.
"Better than you good sir knight. You where the one who barged into where I had made my home, you where the one who came to kill me for simply existing, and you are the one threatening me with pain and death. The only thing I offer.." She paused as she began her way up again, her eyes burning into his, lips slightly parted in her smirk as her fingers brushed his inner thigh, noting the slight shudder as his eyes broke contact. "Is the joy of pleasure."
"You offer damnation, my soul is not for you to take and I am stronger than your temptations, the magic guarding me will not break, either release me or kill me and have done with it" He strained once more in his show of defiance.
The clipping of her heels stopped as she bent over, bringing her face close to his as her fingers traced ever so close to his limp manhood, which looked almost comical in this situation. As they neared there was a flare of magic around it, glowing runes of purity in his skin coming to life and humming white hot in the air, sending sparks flying to her fingers, the threat of more than a small burn if they got closer.
"Oh I know about your order of Knights and their arcane defences"
Her fingers continued to play, close enough to keep the magic burning but not enough to truly hurt her, every arcing spark causing her to wince slightly before her smile returned.
"Smart enough to protect the most vulnerable parts." Her lips got close to his mouth, once again there was a glow as a rune on his neck appeared, lines running up to his mouth, sparking to her own. She tilted her head so her lips where next to his ear as the rune faded from her withdraw, whispering now "Keeping your purity all safe from us perverts that might do something interesting with it."
She drew back, the clipping of her heels once more echoing in the chamber, fingers resuming their journey along each of his flexing muscles.
"Then you understand that my soul is not yours to take and that you cannot drug me or enchant me into your plaything. This is futile. Pointless"
