Succubus Destruction

Vaughn and Malivia are members of a race of monsters known as the Lilin, sex demons who feast on the life force of humans through sexual intercourse in order to survive. Male Lilin are called "incubi" while female Lilin are called "succubi." Incubi are much bigger and stronger than succubi because of their near insatiable appetites forcing them to devour any human they come across regardless of sex. Succubi however are more picky and selective with their victims, making them smaller and slightly less powerful than their male counterparts.

Vaughn: Vaughn is what is known as a Greater Incubus; a Lilin with a high Mana aptitude. Lilin like Vaughn are uncommon, but exist, making him a very powerful demon. Draped in leather, chains, and zippers with piercings on ears, ass, and genitals, Vaughn's provocative attire compliments his long raven black hair, ebony wings, and ashened lips. He is 9 feet tall, over 350lbs, and loves Malivia dearly.

Malivia: Malivia is what is known as a Lesser Succubus; a Lilin with a low Mana aptitude. Lilin like Malivia are extremely common, especially if they are half-breeds which Malivia actually is. She must take Mana from a Greater Lilin if she wants to become a full-fledged succubus, and was chosen by Vaughn to become his thrall because of her potential. Wearing nothing more than a leather strap for a bra and a spandex thong for panties, Malivia's bronze skin and voluptuous physique compliments her outfit beautifully. She is 5'3, 120lbs with H-Cup breasts and 40 inch hips. She too loves Vaughn but is unable to express her feelings because of her status.

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It was uncommon for a lilin of Vaughn's status to take a little thing like Malivia under both his literal and metaphorical wing. Training for lower lilin were generally overseen by high-rank demons with just enough Mana to spare for creatures like Malivia, not noble-ranked aristocracy with near-limitless Mana reserves like Vaughn. Malivia was honored that a demon of Vaughn's status would even look her in the eye, let alone become her Master, so when Vaughn claimed Malivia as his pupil, Malivia immediately dedicated herself to becoming Vaughn's dutiful servant. The Upper Houses that Vaughn belonged to were shocked that one of their own would do such revolting "grunt" work like educating a lesser demon, but Vaughn didn't care and knew that he himself was too powerful to be felled by enraged noblemen for his actions anyway. Malivia would apologize to Vaughn profusely whenever she was brought up in an argument between Vaughn and his peers, but the older demon would merely smile and ruffle Malivia's silver locks to calm her down. When that didn't work, and Malivia couldn't get over the shame that came with being a lesser demon, Vaughn would hold Malivia up to his height, pin her against the wall, and peer into her crimson red depths as he smirked shamelessly at her. A proposition carried by a sweet lilt of playfulness would then fall from Vaughn's lips when he did this, a promise of magical exchange that made Malivia not only feel better but made her forget about what was worrying her in the first place. Thighs clenching, tail flicking, and wings fluttering, Malivia would fall victim to Vaughn's charms and give herself up to him in hopes of deepening their bond.

Vaughn would carry Malivia into his quarters and ignore the pensive glares and judgemental eyes that bored holes into Vaughn's back as he passionately tongued his thrall's mouth. So much bigger than her in every which way, Vaughn's kisses were suffocating, and yet incredible. His tongue filled her mouth completely, flesh slipping into every crevice and gap that was past her lips as he slowly guided his tongue down her throat while his black lips covered her own. Malivia had no space for her own little tongue to move and was happy with just sucking on Vaughn's, throat swallowing around the wetness that entered her shuddering gullet as Vaughn kicked the door to his chambers open. He purposefully left it open in hopes that stuck-up nobles would see him ravish and nurture his student with his mana. It made a statement, and although embarrassed by the lingering gazes of servants and repugnant stares of royals, Malivia couldn't care less who looked when Vaughn got her into the bed.

As she was too focused on servicing his tongue, Malivia let Vaughn make quick work of her clothes, gasping as his giant fingers uncinchined buckles, belts, and buttons that kept her voluptuous figure from his view. First it was her breasts that he'd free, two heaving mounds of flesh that hung provocatively from Malivia's chest and spilled from her hands with ease when Malivia was made to hold them for him, and as he drank in the sight of her brown tits, he'd then pull off her leather thong to reveal a hairless ebony cunt on full display that gushed heavily with rich juice. Vaughn could literally spend hours drinking up her quim when he had the time and leave Malivia a panting, drooling mess, but the young succubus hoped that he wouldn't spend half the night tasting her like he did the last few times they did this. It was Malivia's hopes that she'd be able to take Mana from Vaughn properly, and in an attempt to voice her concerns, forced herself to spit out Vaughn's tongue and regarded him with plaintive, misty eyes.

"My Master," She began. "Please let me be the one to attend to you tonight."

Vaughn sat up to observe Malivia's flushed face, his lips curling into a devilish smirk as hunger and mirth danced in his eyes. He licked along Malivia's flushed skin with his long, serpentine tongue before whispering teasing words into her ear.

"My little deviant," Vaughn tittered as he rose higher off the bed. "You wish to feed upon me this time, darling?"

Malivia nodded eagerly, mouth already starting to water.

"Very well," Vaughn began to undress and adjust himself accordingly. "You may stop when I am satisfied then."

Malivia watched Vaughn peel off the leather and chains that barely covered his massive pecs before removing the giant codpiece that kept his organ hidden, the younger lilin biting her lip when she saw Vaughn's cock bounce and sway into view; that giant trunk of flesh he called a shaft throbbing with life as thick bulging veins pulsed with his heartbeat. Impressive as it was intimidating, Vaughn's cock was a solidly thick piece of meat that spanned the length of his entire arm with a circumference so great even he could barely keep his entire fist around it. Even his cockhead was massive, a darkened tip of swollen nerves that dribbled enough pre-ejaculate to fill an entire goblet, but perhaps the most enticing part of Vaughn's loins that made Malivia's head swim, her inhibitions wane, and her self-control vanish were the hanging jewels that undulated rhythmically beneath his crotch.

As Vaughn shifted and turned in place to present his fat, muscled rear end to her, Malivia saw the sack of swollen flesh in all their life-bearing glory.

Vaughn's giant testicles were proportionate to his giant cock. Like over ripened fruit bursting with juice, his balls and the semen that churned inside of them was where Vaughn's Mana was most potent and Malivia enjoyed playing with his titan-sized sack as much as Vaughn enjoyed playing with her tight young cunt. She could slobber all over his nuts for hours, smothering herself in the smoothness of his skin and inhale his musk as she fingered herself to completion, and Vaughn himself found great pleasure in Malivia's unorthodox approach to foreplay. His balls had a tendency to swell and grow red with need the longer he went without plunging a hole, so having Malivia soothe his ache with her excited tongue alleviated the pain as it were.

Malivia laid down while Vaughn adjusted himself accordingly for his thrall, the incubus making sure his entire package hung over the younger lilin's face and his swollen asshole was spread out for Malivia's awaiting tongue. A giant, pierced hole about the size of Malivia's own mouth winked and clenched her way as suffocating heat radiated from Vaughn's rear, fond memories of Malivia making out with that perfect ass flooding her fogging mind. Malivia was never too sure which part of Vaughn she wanted to play with first whenever she was beneath him like this, but as the heat in her core intensified and her thirst for Mana overwhelmed her, Malivia groped Vaughn's hanging sack in both hands and kneaded his balls together before flicking at the hot piece of metal that was pierced through the wrinkled skin of his asshole.

Vaughn simpered at Malivia's choice and encouraged his pet to play more by slowly lowering himself on her face, careful not to crush her head with his weight as he completely smothered Malivia's face with his fat rear. She moaned pathetically at the hot, fleshy weight that was Vaughn's supple buttocks crushing her head, and sucked mindlessly at Vaughn's hole. Her lips barely cover the shuddering expanse of Vaughn's anus, but Malivia mouths and suckles upon his skin in a frenzy before pushing her lips and tongue into his hole to eat him out properly. She works her tongue in as deep as it can go, allows it to slither and snake up along rippling, velvety walls so it can reach Vaughn's prostate, and when she finds it, Malivia laps at it incessantly to coax the Mana that lurks there to come out and cover her long tongue.

Vaughn throws his head back and groans then, giant ass bouncing as he rocks himself against Malivia's talented mouth while his hand wraps around his neglected cock to jerk himself up. He strokes his length at a languid pace, forcing a stream of endless precome to leak out of his piss slit in a splatter that he uses as lubricant for his heated skin.

"Such an eager little whore, my dear." Vaughn purred. "Eating me up like a starved brat... It amuses me that you enjoy this part of me so much."

Malivia moaned at Vaughn's words, her soaked cunt dripping with more hot juice as she pushed her head deeper into his hole, until her nose popped through the ring of muscle that was his sphincter to join her tongue and lips in pleasuring him. Half of her face buried into the loose, wet cavern of an ass that was Vaughn's hole, Malivia's eyes rolled into her head as she let all manner of dignity and shame disappear from her conscience. She sniffed, tasted, and breathed in the very essence that was Vaughn as the Mana that assaulted her tongue made her salivating mouth drool even more, spit overfilling Malivia's mouth and leaking down her cheeks the longer she indulged in her meal. She works herself up into a moaning, writhing frenzy of sputters and licks when her first orgasm of the night sneaks up on her, and when it does, Malivia screams into Vaughn's asshole as she comes untouched, pussy quivering violently and soaking Vaughn's sheets in an enticingly sweet musk that makes Vaughn stroke himself faster.

Malivia does not stop eating him out however as she was determined to suck up as much Mana as she could from Vaughn's insides, but her Master was pent up, and Malivia whines petulantly when Vaughn lifts off of her head and pulls her soaked face out of his shimmering asshole. He then looks between his legs and sees countless strands of clear saliva stretch from Malivia's chin, lips, and nose when he raises his rear, his thrall gasping and groaning from lack of air when the source of her pleasure abruptly leaves her. Vaughn smirks and admires the state his thrall worked herself into before addressing her directly.

"Rather than torture yourself with my rear, darling, how about taking your Mana straight from the source, hm?" Vaughn licks his own lips when he angles the tip of his cock against Malivia's trembling lips and feels her tongue make contact with his skin. "They've swelled up quite a bit since we've begun."

Malivia shakes herself out of her stupor when she tastes Vaughn's sinfully delicious cock and sees the dangling balls swaying over her head from the corner of her eye. They're as smooth and as red as apple skins and yet have the heft of overgrown durian, their size now half that of Malivia's head. She is no longer saddened by the sudden removal of Vaughn's ass on her face and suckles longingly on the cockhead slowly wedging itself into her mouth, her tongue slithering up and over the shaft in a velvety spiral of flesh to encourage Vaughn to sheathe his cock in her pulsing throat. When Vaughn feels the tip of Malivia's tongue curve around the crease of his balls, he lowers his hips and tucks Malivia's face up into his ripening nuts with his heels to bury himself deep into the younger lilin's gullet.

Malivia gags and then deeply sniff the balls that smother her nose when Vaughn's immense length breaches her throat and settles into her stomach while Vaughn moans aloud, unable to hold back his lusts when he begins to rut violently into Malivia's mouth. He rocks and moves his cock against his thrall's insides as he rolls his thrumming sack along her beet red face, already succumbing to the pressure that's been building up so quickly in his balls for the last hour. He feels his own semen churn and slop inside of the flesh that squishes against Malivia's face when Vaughn reaches his limit, his fangs biting his lip and eyes closing when overripe sperm travels up his urethra and settles inside his trembling shaft. The older lilin claws the bedsheets, and in a desperate bid to rid the ache brewing in his loins, Vaughn fucks Malivia's battered mouth harder, pummeling her stomach with his giant manhood until he finally feels his seed escape from his slit.

His come shoots out of his cock in a never ending torrent of sticky white cream that clogs his thrall's belly with the Mana she so desperately craved. His sperm rounds out her skinny little abdomen and bloats it fat with magic-infused seed, swelling her stomach so much it grows taught from stress, forcing Vaughn to pull his cock out from Malivia's mouth to let the rest of his seed soil her face instead. His balls undulate rhythmically as they empty themselves all over her cheeks, chin, and forehead, the filthy drenching he gave Malivia's face making her shudder violently and cough up the sperm bubbling in her stomach. The overdose of Mana that assaults her senses makes her legs tremble and spine tingle as her quim leaks and her tongue mindlessly laps up all of the untouched sperm that's splattered on her face, the lesser succubus moaning helplessly at the taste that bombards her filthy mouth.

Vaughn pants and then smiles when his balls stop moving and his length stands at attention once more, his stamina coming back to him in an instant when his post-orgasmic haze leaves him. As he lets his thrall bask in the magic surging through her system, Vaughn gets off of Malivia to turn around and cage her beneath his massive form so he could angle his cock along her swollen quim. Malivia notices what Vaughn was doing when she feels his cockhead poke at her clit and furrows her brows together in worry at the feeling.

"Master Vaughn, so soon...? I haven't absorbed what's already inside of me!"

"Malivia, dear, you should know better than this," Vaughn lifts Malivia's hips to her crotch and pushes the tip past Malivia's slit before reveling in her tightness. "A Greater Incubus' lusts are limitless."

"W-Wait, Master Vaughn!" Malivia cries out and winces when Vaughn folds her in half, knees touching her ears as she's forced to watch him trap her between those tree trunks for thighs.

"You've always had the sweetest cunt, dear..." Vaughn bends over Malivia and buries himself deep into her twitching sex, cockhead breaching his thrall's womb as overwhelming pleasure surges in his cock and balls. "I don't think I'll go easy on you this time..."

"M-Master...!" Malivia tries to voice her complaints, but what comes out is a garbled mess of moans and wails. Vaughn's cock wedges itself deep inside her womb, his manhood aggravating her bulging gut by making it grow bigger and more taut from distention, and Malivia could only lay there and accept the carnality taking over her Master. Vaughn wastes no time fucking Malivia's cunt stupid, barely giving her fragile body a chance to recover when he lifts his hips and slams his length into her battered womb over and over again, his giant balls slapping against Malivia's ass cheeks until they turn red from friction as he treats her pussy like a cheap toy. The little succubus could feel his testicles tense and tighten up from pleasure the longer Vaughn pounded her and rather than waste her breath trying to get her Master to stop, she instead revered Vaughn and shouted her praises of him to Hell and whoever was unfortunate enough to hear her breathless voice.

"Yes, Master, yes, please fuck me! Fill me up with your wretched sperm, curse my womb with your filthy cock, my Lord!"

"Such a good, placid slut..." Vaughn sighs pleasantly. "Your cunt is so wet and sloppy for me, dear... It would be such a waste to give you all this vile seed and let nothing happen." Vaughn's hips go faster then, the skin of his sack flushing red from impact the longer it smacks into Malivia's ebony skin. "Perhaps I should lift the spell from your womb and impregnate you properly, love."

"Yes, put a baby in me, my Lord! I would be honored to hold your children!" Malivia, against her better judgment, screamed out.

All lesser succubi and incubi were required to have a magical seal on their sex organs to prevent them from impregnating or getting impregnated by their masters. To sire or to hold the child of a Greater Lilin meant a Lesser Lilin would be elevated in status and in turn complete their training, but also become the infernal mate of their former masters for all of eternity. The bond could never be broken unless one mate died, and Malivia would never want to put Vaughn in such a position even if he begged her to.

But as she was fucked into a senseless pile of writhing flesh and overstimulated nerves, Malivia couldn't say no to him.

Vaughn however was aware of the position he was putting Malivia in, but he didn't care. He loved Malivia and he knew Malivia loved him, so it only made sense that he bonded them together now so they could raise devilish spawn that would grow up to be as debauched as their parents. The thought of Malivia with heaving tits fat with milk and a belly heavy with children made his chest swell with pride and his balls swell with need as he immediately lifted the seal that prevented him from impregnating his thrall with a silent incantation. He watched a magical sigil bloom on Malivia's lower abdomen before suddenly fading away, the telltale sign that Malivia's womb was now vulnerable and ready to be raped by his come. Overwhelmed at the thought of his thrall stumbling through the foyer with a swollen belly full of spawn, Vaughn's hips stutter and his tongue hangs over his painted lips when his final orgasm of the night hits him. His balls pump the semen that was brewing in his loins up into his shaft and out of his cock, his piss slit letting out a steady stream of semen that pours endlessly into Malivia's vulnerable uterus.

Malivia's screams turn broken and quiet then, the little succubus gasping pitifully when she feels Vaughn's mana-infused sperm fill her womb and attack the eggs that have laid dormant in her body for years. Her eyes widen and her toes curl as she feels one, two, and perhaps even a third egg be immediately penetrated by the volatile sperm cells that rape her ovaries, and once she realizes what was happening inside of her, Vaughn kisses Malivia passionately and shoves his tongue down her throat to calm her down. Malivia wants to scream, cry, and yell for Vaughn to stop, but as her womb is filled with what feels like a gallon's worth of come and her eggs are successfully violated by his mighty sperm, Malivia is overcome with ecstasy she's never experienced before. Her pussy weeps and her mouth drools as she's claimed as Vaughn's property, to be fucked, loved, and used until her very soul dries up and fizzles out, and while normally she'd see this as a horrible situation that she would've never wanted to put Vaughn in, Malivia could only moan out her excitement and suck greedily around Vaughn's tongue in reverence.