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Lost Girl - Teaching a Succubus	By : Perversity Category: G through L > Lost Girl Views: 18380 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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I started this story nearly two months ago and worked on it off and on. Although there is a point to this story, I'm more or less using it as practice for writing content I have little no experience in. As such, this story will have a gangbang, very tentative rape, spanking and a lot of rough sex. However, my attention is still focused on my Glee story, so whether or not I continue this one is dependent on reviews and ratings. If there is a next chapter, it will feature Kenzi. I need a little practice on writing rough sex for a petite girl, and she certainly fits that.
If you like this then please show that rating bar and review section some love. And if you're waiting for the next chapter of my Glee story, that's coming soon. :) Oh, and if you do write a review I need to know how good the specific content was, this chapter being a gangbang where I had to think of more than two people and keep the story flowing.
Enjoy the chapter!
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“What the hell?! Let me go!”
I smile as my beautiful daughter struggles against her bindings, trying to free herself as a dozen of my thralls excitedly watch her writhe naked on the bed. There are certain things a Succubus needs to learn, and they’re usually taught at a much younger age, but Bo never got that education. The silly little thing actually thinks she is a one lover type of girl. Well, she’s about to learn that the very thing that makes our kind stronger is also a serious weakness.
“I’m so sorry, my dear, but that’s just not going to happen. You need to learn your place in our society.”
I snap my fingers and my thralls immediately begin removing their clothes, at least the amount of clothes I permit them to wear in the first place. All of them are excellent examples of the male form in more ways than one, and they’ll be a perfect tool for teaching my daughter how she’s supposed to be. When they finally remove their clothes, I smile and walk into the crowd of men surrounding her.
They all make room for me and stand aside as I approach the bed. I can easily see the haze coming over my daughter, quickly robbing her of all rational though. It’s the biggest weakness a Succubus has. Surround them with enough sexual energy and it begins to numb their senses to anything else. I reach to my right and wrap my hand around the shaft of the closest thrall, giving him a firm stroke from top to bottom, making him groan in pleasure.
None of my thrall’s cocks are below nine inches, and after everything I’ve put them through, they know how to use it in all the right ways. I fuck them all every single day, feeding hungrily on their sexual energy until I can go months without feeding on anyone if I feel like it. But I’ve been alive for hundreds of years, and the older a Succubus gets the more insatiable we become.
“I…I already told you. I don’t give a damn about my place. Dyson satisfies my needs, I don’t need anyone else!”
With every passing second, her words have less conviction behind them. My keen senses can already detect it, the smell of arousal.
“Monogamy isn’t in our nature! Even your plaything told you that! Succubi are at our strongest when we experience all the sexual delights that life has to offer! When you reached the age of 15 you would have been given to a group of thralls for training, but I suppose it’s better late than never.”
The thralls are already stroking themselves, watching the beautiful woman on the bed. They follow my orders to the letter, but it’s counterproductive to remove their desire. They’ve been eager to have a go at my daughter since she arrived, and having her at their mercy to do with as they wish is increasing their sexual energy significantly.
That combined energy is nearly impossible for any Succubus to block out, but Bo is also untrained. No matter how much she loves Dyson, no matter how much she wants to deny what she is in order to be with him, her instincts tell her she wants to be fucked as many times as possible. A Succubus is never sated, just contented. I nod at my thralls for them to continue.
“She’s all yours until you’re all too tired to continue. She’ll heal very quickly so don’t feel the need to hold back.”

I turn around and head for the bedroom door, exiting and closing it behind me, leaving my daughter stuck in a room full of horny men. Now…where’s that girl who follows my daughter around?
Bo’s POV
Dyson, I’m so sorry…
That’s the only thing I can think when I’m unbound and hands start exploring my body. The sexual energy adds to the physical pleasure, and I arch up and against those hands, moaning in pleasure. In my mind I yell at myself for acting like a bitch in heat even as I wrap both of my hands around two large cocks and start pumping them quickly.
They respond favorably and soon, the only things in sight are the men jerking themselves off above me, waiting for their turn. Each touch against my body makes me purr like a cat, and more than one pair of hands focus on my breasts, squeezing them hard while pulling at and squeezing my hard nipples. Usually, I’m in full control during sex, but right now they’re doing whatever they want and I’m helpless to influence anything.
In my mind, I feel so disconnected from the rest of my body, as if someone else has taken me over and I’m just watching. But nobody has taken control of my body, this is just me, being the slut I always tried hard not to be. Right now I’m helpless to resist, and I know perfectly well that I wouldn’t even if I could. No matter my feelings for Dyson, right now I’m an eager slut for them to fuck, and it torments me to no end.
Two hands spread my legs and I moan loudly in response when I feel the large shaft of one of the thralls press against the eager opening to my body. With my senses dulled and my instincts heightened from all the sexual energy, I don’t hesitate to press against him, silently begging him to take me.
“Heh, just as eager as your mother.”
After saying that, the thrall pushes forward hard and my back arches off the bed as he roughly rams his way into my body until the pointed head presses against my womb. Fire races through my veins as a powerful climax burns every nerve ending in my body and makes me cry out loud enough for the entire house to hear. The sound is abruptly cut off when another impatient thrall turns my head to the side and shoves his cock into my mouth.
I feel their pleasure as they use me, as well as the pleasure of all the men in the room stroking themselves while waiting for their turn. The Succubus in me is incredibly delighted, and I wrap my legs around the thrall relentlessly pounding away as deep as he can. The one in my mouth pushes down my throat and holds my head in place, groaning in pleasure as my throat muscles work his shaft.
He suddenly pulls out and I barely have enough time to breathe before my head is turned to the other side and an entirely different cock replaces it. The rough treatment sends me flying over the edge again and it’s powerful enough to destroy any other thought that doesn’t include being fucked by these men. The thrall between my legs groans when I convulse around him and thrusts three more times hard enough to make my entire body shake.
When I feel the first blast of his semen, the release of sexual energy from him makes me climax again, and I close my eyes to process the feeling when the guy I’m sucking off abruptly pushes his cock down my throat and releases a torrent of semen as well. My entire body feels like it’s on fire, and as a Succubus I delight in it, the feeling of sex and release. Even if Dyson were to walk in right now, I wouldn’t be able to summon the capacity to care.
He pulls out with a satisfied sigh and another one almost immediately takes his place, quickly burying all ten inches up to the hilt. The other one pulls out of my mouth when I greedily swallow the last of his semen. The one I was sucking on originally suddenly moves in closer and releases his load above my face. I quickly close my eyes and gasp as white, hot jets of his semen hit my face.
It seems like all of the thralls are moving at once, crowding in closer to take whatever they can get from me. I absentmindedly stroke two of them off, their semen landing on my stomach, and move on to two more. With every bone jarring shove inside my body, it becomes harder to do anything else. My instincts start overruling anything else, relying on that hidden Succubus knowledge that knows how to pleasure men without equal.
All the while, my power is working full time, sending the thralls into a sexual frenzy of lust and release. I sense one of them is close to release and pull him toward my mouth, swirling my tongue around the throbbing head before moaning and swallowing it whole. He climaxes only a moment later, and I eagerly swallow every drop and bob my head up and down his shaft to make sure I have it all. When he pulls away, another takes his place, and I happily get to work on him as well.
My body is their plaything, and they have no qualms about squeezing and slapping my breasts, not even hesitating to make it sting if it pleases them. Right when it’s about to hurt too much, one of them pulls his cock out of my mouth and leans his head down. Instinctively, I tilt my head up to receive his kiss, and the life energy he’s giving me along with it.
The feeding process gives me the same unbelievable feeling it always does just as the thrall between my legs buries himself as deep as he can and releases several, large spurts of his release inside of me. The combination sends me violently over the edge and I scream out my release to the rest of the world. The small amount of pain quickly fades away as I have my fill, and the thrall returns his large shaft to my mouth and I eagerly take it down my throat again.
As the thrall between my legs empties his balls inside of me, he pulls out and moves aside to let the next thrall have his fun. When I feel the next one spread my legs and press the head of his cock against my sex, I immediately feel something different. When I try to pull the cock out of my mouth to look down, the thrall grunts in annoyance and keeps my head in place as he roughly buries himself balls deep in my mouth.
When I feel the way too thick shaft push inside of me, I close my eyes and moan loudly around the cock in my mouth. The thrall fucking me is evidently very gifted in that area, and as he surges through my grasping cunt I feel myself stretch like never before. I have absolutely no time to get used to it as the one fucking my throat groans when my throat constricts around him and just a moment later I swallow another load of semen.
He pumps my throat and I suck on him as hard as I can, milking him of every drop. As he pulls away, I feel the bed bend a little and a moment later one of the other thrall moves atop me and straddles my chest. Immediately catching on, I arch my back and let out an eager whimper of arousal as his strong hands grope my breasts and then squeeze them together, creating deep cleavage. He wastes no time and pushes his large shaft between my breasts, slowly pumping between them while pulling my globes up and down, milking his cock.
My loud moan is abruptly cut off when I feel weight pressing against the bed above my head. A hand bends my head back and another cock shoves down my throat until I feel his balls press against my nose. The thrall between my legs speeds up and I lock my legs around him, telling him to fuck me harder with action instead of words. With everything going on, I almost forget about the two shafts I’m stroking with my hands until they both move closer and unload their semen all over my breasts.
The thrall using them doesn’t seem to mind in the least, instead picking up the pace and squeezing them even harder, no doubt leaving bruises. The room is filled with sounds of sex, of flesh slapping against flesh, the loud grunts and groans of the thralls as they have their fun, and my near-screams of pleasure as I enjoy the fun they’re having.
A small spark inside of me that isn’t entirely dedicated to the mere instinct of fucking is disgusted with myself. I’ve always been an eager girl, and I love just about everything involved in sex. Even I know that my slutty nature isn’t entirely due to being a Succubus. If Dyson had the energy we’d spend almost all of our time in bed. I can push him to the limit and still be eager for another dozen rounds. I’ve never stopped feeling like a slut though, no matter how much I tried to balance it out by only sleeping with one guy. One guy who I’m absolutely crazy about and who loves me despite me being what I am.
And here I am no longer a prisoner but a very eager and active participant. Each thrust inside of my cunt is both painful and immensely pleasurable. The harder they use me, treating me like nothing more than a fuck toy, the more aroused I get. I’m betraying the man I love with every moan and thrust of my hips, and I despise myself for it. Despite that, when the thrall between my legs starts hammering me faster and the other two follow suit, I scream and come around the thrusting shafts so hard my entire body convulses.
I clamp down around the cock thrusting in my cunt and suck hard on the cock fucking my throat, their loud groans of pleasure is quickly followed by releasing their hot semen inside both of my holes. The one fucking my breasts speeds up his thrusts and covers my chest in his own release, the hot streams joining the others already there. I struggle to swallow the huge load down my throat from this position, and I whimper and shift my body when I feel the thrall between my legs pull out, a trail of his semen following the retreat.
In a few moments the other two pull away from me and I’m left there on the bed, my chest covered in semen while I struggle for oxygen. No one approaches the bed again, apparently giving me a breather. But I can still feel their sexual energy, and even the ones who have had a go at me are still hard. It’s obvious that this is still so very far from over.
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