"Ever thought about what it might be like to be a girl?" The demoness said, her fingers dragging up my thigh towards my crotch. It replied by beginning to swell with arousal.
"I'd never!" I snarled, "Fuck you if you think I'm going to let you have your way with me!"
She giggled before taking the blindfold off of me.
The world around me was dark, just as dark as the blindfold was. I could only see a mere foot in front of me and my hands-
Well they were a problem. I couldn't move them, not at all. They were stuck to the wall, alongside my back and legs. My legs were spread wide open and my body, as naked as the day I was born.
"You don't even know what it is I want." She smiled at me.
"Whatever it is-" I snarled, "It can't be good, and it isn't for me. So get the fuck away from me."
The woman peered into my view. Budding horns that grew from her head was the first thing that caught my attention, then the flush purple skin, and the tail- barbed, in the shape of a buttplug.
"Where am I?" I asked.
"In my little corner of Hell." She smiled, "Don't look so surprised, John. You've had it coming for a while now. You know no one with your search history was going to make it up to Heaven. And besides, all those lonely nights, with those buttplugs and the exotic porn. Don't tell me you're not the least. Bit. Excited."
The naked woman grabbed her tits, modest C's, and rubbed them as she grabbed my penis and began to stroke the shaft.
"No. I can't go to Hell. I just went to Church. I took the Eucharist-" I begged.
"Oh cmon John, you went to Sunday School. Taking Christ without a confession is sacrilege. You've been a naughty boy, John. But it isn't all your fault. I've been there, every step of the way, making you choose me over your guardian angel. And know you're going to help me."
The succubus leaned into me and kissed me. I reluctantly kissed her back.
"My my." She giggled, "Not so feisty anymore, hm? Could it be because-"
She rubbed my shaft harder and faster against me. My cock swelled and my orgasm neared, betraying my steadfast resolve. I felt my will drain with each moment, each second gaining closer to cumming meant less resolve for me.
And I couldn't wait.