She found me through the internet. We were both on a website focused on fetish, including personals adds. When I saw a new message in my in-box I was scarce expecting something so exciting. Her picture showed a pretty young face, pale skin, bright red hair with bangs right down to her blue eyes rimmed with dark eyeliner.
"Greetings of the Night" her message started. Immediately she had my attention.
I read through her message quickly, excited by what I was reading. I accepted her friend request and went through her profile. She was new to kink and inexperienced, as was I. She was a burgeoning Domme, I a burgeoning sub. I went through her profile several times, her pictures too.
She was beautiful, short and petite with pink little nipples atop her perfect handful breasts. A sexy abdomen, not muscularly toned but soft and inviting, giving way to somewhat narrow little hips and a pert round ass. I re-read her message as I tried to decide how to respond.
The details of our early messages to each other are of little consequence here I suppose. We talked about normal things, just a little bit of sex talk. She told me her name was Raven and her unusual greeting was something she enjoyed, she being fascinated by the occult.
She confided to me she was attracted to what I'd written on my profile. In my personal and social life I'm very much a dominant personality. I'm always in control in what social interactions I'm placed in, but also aloof some of the time.
She, as I have found from a certain type of Domme, was in love with the idea of being in control of a big masculine man such as I. One who is seen as socially powerful. One who is tall, broad shouldered, and thick in a decidedly masculine way. One who can hold her little body in my arms and ravage her when she wants to be ravaged, and be ravaged by her when she wants to ravage. One who could overpower her, but who is completely at her mercy by my own choice.
She was also attracted to my rather above average cock. Long and thick, the hair surrounding it neatly removed beneath the moderate hair on my chest trailing down over my belly.
We decided to meet as soon as we could, and in short time we developed a relationship with each other.
Our relationship remained fairly vanilla most of the time. Our sex together was good and satisfying to us both without anything particularly kinky added. What's more, we very much enjoyed each other's company and time spent together.
Over the next few months Raven and I became more and more familiar with each other personally, emotionally, and physically. I came to trust her very much, and she I. Among the things we learned of each other were our individual interests. As I mentioned earlier Raven was fascinated by the occult. Indeed she was even part of a Coven and practiced a form of witch religion that she stated was different from Wicca.
She had all sorts of crystals, bone dice, incense, and other strange, macabre, and interesting objects of her witchcraft. I was glad she had a group of women she enjoyed sharing friendship and other emotional connections with in her Coven. I found her interest in the occult unique, cute even. With her slightly eccentric, but intellectual and down to earth personality, I never took her dablings in witchcraft as anything more than a fun interest.
I would soon learn differently.
At this point Raven and I had still mostly been living in a vanilla relationship with vanilla sex. Upon occasion she'd take a bit of control; she enjoyed marking my skin with her sharp fingernails, pinching my nipples, and telling me not to cum without her permission. But it was really just tame play, nothing like a lifestyle. Nonetheless, we were very open about our individual sexualities and the sexual aspects of our relationship.
One day, while sitting next to each other on the couch, Raven asked a question that caught me off guard.
"There's a ritual coming up next weekend in my Coven and we're looking for a man to be part of it. Do you think that might be something you'd be interested in?"
This seemed an odd thing to me, the Coven was entirely female and I'd never heard Raven mention any men being involved in any capacity. But I was curious and expressed my interest.
"Sure! What kind of ritual is it and why does it need a man?"
Raven hesitated and bit her lower lip in a way which made my libido instantly react, god she was beautiful.
"We're going to try to summon a demon" she said. "A..." she paused "a succubus."
"Summon a succubus!?" I exclaimed with a smile. I still didn't see the Coven as anything other than a group of people who simply liked occultism. There was not even the first inclings in my mind at the time that such a fantastical and ludicrous thing as summoning a demon could be taken seriously.
"You mean a naked woman with horns and bat wings who feeds off the sexual energy of men?" I questioned (I'd played my fair share of RPGs).
"Yes" she said, still seeming hesitant.
"We think she might be attracted to this big thing" she said, patting my crotch. "And all that masculine sexual energy you have" she said, with a smirk on her face as she started to lighten up a bit.
I laughed, and said I'd put forth as much big dick energy as I could. She didn't laugh as I'd expected her to, instead she licked her lips just a bit and smirked again.
"That's what we'd be counting on" she said.
"There's probably some more things you should know" she explained. "There'd be six women total, and you'd be the only man. The ritual would be held in a grove in the middle of the woods on one of my sister witch's property."
She hesitated again, as if there was more she was worried about saying.
I took a wild guess "Summoning a sex demon, we'd all be dancing naked in the woods wouldn't we? Or do you and I have to have sex in the middle of a summoning circle or something while the others chant an ancient ritual?"
Raven smiled and giggled just a little. "Well, actually, just you would be naked."
She paused and let this sink in. Ok, so I'd be naked in the middle of a forest with six women. It didn't seem so bad, I trusted Raven and from what she'd said about her witch friends they seemed like good people. I wasn't worried.
"Ok, of course, the succubus only feeds off the sexual energy of men. I get it." I said.
"Not exactly, there's more to it" she explained. "Ok..." she took a deep breath, she was clearly nervous. Probably wondering if I'd be offended by what she was going to say or possibly wondering if I'd think she was crazy.
"Only you would be naked... to start with. The succubus feeds on a man's sexual energy, that's true. But she doesn't physically manifest or anything like that. She transports her essence into a willing host and she uses that host to draw the sexual energy from the man while she also feels and feeds off the ecstasy of the host.
"So she'll want to get as much of that energy as possible, and she'll want to feed for as long as possible."
She certainly had my interest.
"It means you'd need to be as aroused as possible, for as long as possible. We'd give you special herbs and cast spells on you that would heighten your arousal while also not allowing you to lose that arousal.
"To start with, you would be in the summoning circle by yourself, keeping yourself aroused..."
I interrupted light heartedly "So I'm going to be jacking off in the middle of six women while they cast a summoning spell?" I smiled. There were some other strange things she said but I let them slide in my mind. Again, I had no doubt that actual spell casting was completely fictitious.
"Yea pretty much" she said, smiling. "Really that's exactly what's going to happen, again though, to start with. Once you've given off enough sexual energy we will summon the succubus into a host, then that host will join you. The succubus will use that host's body to draw as much sexual energy from you as possible. She'll also, secondarily, be feeding off the sexual energy of the host.
"So, do you understand what is going to happen here?"
"Let's say I have an idea but I'd like clarification" I responded.
"It means each of my sisters and I are going to take turns hosting the succubus. And each of us are going to use your body, that nice big cock" she smiled slyly " and whatever else to completely satisfy ourselves sexually. When the host simply can't have any more orgasms the next host will take her turn. So, to put it simply, you'd be fucking and licking and fingering and whatever-else-ing the six of us to sexual exhaustion. It's probably going to be pretty taxing on you."
"Holy shit!" I said. Absolutely flabbergasted she was actually proposing this. She actually wanted me to spend a day fucking her and five other women!
"I mean, yea! It sounds crazy. I've never done anything like that before and I think I'd be dumb to pass it up!"
Raven was extremely excited I had agreed and she hugged and kissed me for several minutes. The thoughts of this upcoming plan and Raven kneeling over my lap on the sofa while making out with me got me pretty turned on.
"What do you say we go have some practice?" I said with a smile.
