Dan woke to blurred vision and muddy thoughts, images flickering across his HUD that he could neither read nor understand. Was he still on the bed? Probably, given how comfortable he felt. He breathed in tentatively and coughed at the now familiar scent of the demon's perfume. The previous night's events (or had it been morning?) trickled into his weary mind, shame flushing his cheeks. He hadn't fought at all - how was that possible? Hadn't even tried to resist. And he'd told her everything.
Dan had lain in her bed, smiling happily, as the demon suggested topics of conversation. He had told her about his university, his engineering program, which classes he was taking, why they were important to him. He'd talked about the world he lived in, and how it was different from the world of Saga Online. He had explained virtual reality in as much depth as he could, and talked about similar games he'd played in the past.
She'd suggested a change of topic, and he told her about every girl he'd ever dated, or wanted to date, or thought was really hot. Then about all his fantasies, everything that turned him on, and what most people in his world found attractive. They'd discussed his friends in great detail, what things interested them, what kind of lives they led. He rambled, uninhibited, for hours, and she occasionally asked questions or steered the conversation down a different course.
There was probably more, but he couldn't bring himself to remember. She'd told him to sleep, and he had slept.
Feeling pressure on the bed, Dan strained to bring his eyes into focus.
Conditions: Willpower 0%. Compelled arousal. Forced erection.
The charm was gone, at least. Dan willed his weakened body to move with moderate success, raising his left arm and flexing his fingers.
"Ready to begin?" purred a sultry, feminine voice. She was sitting on the bed, Dan realized as his vision finally cleared. Soft layers of black hair framed her perfect face and full, plump lips, falling down to highlight the voluptuous swell of her breasts, which spilled slightly over the top of a translucent black bra. She reached up to brush a strand of hair from her face, her elegant gold bracelet falling to her elbow with the motion. She smiled.
Condition: Entranced
flickered across his view. Dan tried to be irritated, but was too distracted.
"What, uh," he began. Why was his mouth so dry? "What do you mean?"
"I'm going to drain you, Daniel. It's how succubi feed." She reached out, sliding a hand slowly up his leg.
"Well..." Dan stammered, "Well, um, is that bad? For me?"
"You'll enjoy this. They all do." She crawled between his legs. Dan tried to back away as she slid her hands up his thighs, but kept getting distracted by the sway of her breasts. "I'll take care of you, not to worry. Being drained by a succubus is the most pleasurable way a man can die."
Dan sat up, adrenaline forcing his muscles into action. "No, I've got to get out of here, you can't just - " he began to say. Then her lips touched the tip of his cock, and Dan collapsed back into the pillows.
Pink hearts filled his vision for a moment as she kissed gently down his shaft, leaving a trail of black lipstick marks. She licked teasingly around the head before taking him into her mouth. Dan moaned as she enveloped his cock, sliding her tongue along the underside in a sensual, practiced motion.
Her eyes met Dan's as she pulled back, carefully wiping a strand of saliva from the corner of her mouth. "You were saying, Daniel? Shall I stop?" She smiled wickedly at him, running her tongue along her lips.
"No, god, please, more..."
"Are you sure? I wouldn't want to upset you," she mused, trailing a fingertip casually around the head of his member.
Dan's cock throbbed, desperate to be touched, trembling with desire.
"Did you know succubi fluids are an aphrodisiac, Daniel?" she continued. "It works quite quickly when you've no willpower left."
He whimpered as she caressed him. "Please, I need you. Anything, please, don't stop..."