Thaumatology 101 (16 page)

‘Hey!’ Ceri squeaked. Part of the outrage stemmed from the fact that she had had half a mind to do just that. The other half had been much stronger, and scared.

‘Don’t tease her, Lil,’ Alec said. ‘You two go, I’ll finish up here.’

‘You sure?’ Ceri asked, hopping down from the stage.

Alec nodded. ‘Carter’s going to be… busy for a while longer yet. I’ll wait for him. Go… do whatever you do.’

~~~

The sun was hot and lying in it felt good after a morning and half an afternoon spent inside. Ceri lay with her eyes closed, letting the heat seep into her body. Today she could understand what Lily saw in it, even if she still had to cover herself in sun oil to do it.

A yard or two away, Lily lay naked on her lounger, apparently content to just be near Ceri. Maybe, just maybe, the time was up and things would settle down again. If Ceri were honest, she enjoyed the attention she had been getting, and would miss it a little. However, having her friend back to being her friend would be good, and in the future, if they
did
slip they could just laugh it off as something nice which had happened and Lily would not be a cinder, or a slave.

Thinking about it, she had been getting more attention from more than just Lily. Jasmine had never met her before, so perhaps she just liked slightly boyish girls, but Alec had been distinctly uninterested before the accident and now… She shivered at the thought of him standing there not really hiding his attraction to her. Carter was more complex. He seemed attracted, but then he showed interest in anything with two X chromosomes. Something, though, was holding him back and she did not understand that. Nothing seemed to hold Carter Fleming back from what he wanted.

Up here on the roof, Ceri had said she felt like someone had let in the air. Lily had said it was more like Ceri had been let out of a box. She
did
feel more confident, most of the time anyway. Was it just the magic? Or had something else been let out?

She turned onto her front, settling her cheek onto her forearms and relaxing. There was a creak from the other lounger and she felt Lily’s hip touch hers briefly as she sat down. ‘You’ll get burnt,’ the half-succubus said, her voice quiet, as though too much sound would break the afternoon. Ceri felt the ties on her bra being untied and laid aside, and then heard the oil bottle being unscrewed. Strong fingers began to massage the oil into her shoulders.

Ceri relaxed. Lily was giving her a massage rather than spreading the oil, but there was the heat of the sun, and skilled fingers working deep into her muscles, and it felt great. Lily added more oil and worked down Ceri’s spine, hands fanning out to either side, pressing the muscles into relaxation. Neither woman said a thing; Ceri lay there, enjoying the moment. She barely noticed as the ties on her briefs were undone, the cloth pushed off her behind and dropped between legs which had once again spread automatically. Delicate yet powerful fingers worked over the small of her back and slid over her buttocks. Her hips were worked over and the hands were moving down over her thighs. As the oil was stroked over her inner thighs, Ceri became aware that the heat was not just coming from the sun. Suddenly Lily’s breathing was loud in her ears, slightly laboured, excited.

Ceri stiffened. ‘No, Lily,’ she said. The hands caressed higher between her legs. ‘Lily, no. Stop. Now!’ She lay on the lounger, breathing hard as the weight beside her vanished, uncomfortably aware of her own arousal.

Not quite there yet, Ceri thought. Tomorrow, after a good night’s sleep. Everything would be all right in the morning.

September 28
^th

Ceri opened her eyes, blinking in the light. Something was off and she could not place it. She had had a dream… She shook her head and checked the time. Ten-thirty; a little later than she had thought. Throwing the sheets aside she swung her legs out of bed and… She was kind of sticky. Whatever the dream had been, it had obviously been a good one. She giggled softly and padded to the bathroom for a shower. What had the dream been about?

Lily standing over her as she lay in bed, pulling back the sheets. Her eyes glowing red in the darkness.

The hot water felt good on her skin as she washed away the night’s apparently rather damp activities. She squeezed gel into her hands and started to soap herself. Her hands…
Lily’s hands sliding over her skin, touching her breasts…
Ceri shook her head, frowning. Then she shrugged and continued washing.

Back in her room, she opened her cupboard and considered what to wear. Should she wear anything? Lily did not wear clothes around the house. But Lily liked it when she wore something sexy. She would wear something sexy for Lily. She pulled out a translucent teddy with a pretty design of roses woven into the mesh. It had a thong back and a halter neck; Lily would like that. She sat on the bed and pulled it up her legs, stretching it up and over her head. Checking herself in the mirror, she nodded, and then headed downstairs to the kitchen.

Twill had made coffee. Ceri made herself some toast and sat at the table, reading the morning paper. Her toast finished, she starting drinking her coffee. She glanced at the door, and then went back to the newspaper. Halfway through the coffee she realised she was waiting for Lily.

Lily’s mouth on hers, hot and hungry. Their breasts pressed together. Their lips separated and there were words, whispered words in her ear, the hot breath against her skin exciting. ‘You’re such a tease…’

Ceri blinked, wondering what she should do. The house’s wards were at full strength again, she could relax, kick back and enjoy herself. But what did she want to do? She wondered what Lily would want to do. She finished her coffee, set aside her newspaper, and padded out of the kitchen. Without really thinking about it, she went up two flights of stairs and knelt down in front of Lily’s bedroom door. And waited.

~~~

She seemed to have been hanging on the edge of orgasm for hours, thrashing and whimpering on the tip of Lily’s expert tongue. There seemed no end to it, so when the end did finally come it was like an explosion happening though her entire body. She lay gasping on the bed as Lily raised her head and smiled down, licking her lips. All Ceri wanted was more, but Lily stood, moving to the door.

The half-succubus paused in the doorway and looked back. ‘Mine,’ she said.

The bedroom door opened and Ceri looked up adoringly at Lily’s naked body. She wanted nothing more than to feel that body against hers again. There had been no dream; Lily had come in the night, just like a real succubus.

Lily smiled. ‘You look beautiful, pet,’ she said. ‘Stand up.’

Ceri stood, one foot slightly before the other, hands behind her back. She did not meet Lily’s eyes. Lily’s fingers touched her cheek and it felt as though every nerve in her body reacted. She let out a tiny moan.

‘Go and wait in the bedroom,’ Lily said. ‘You’re mine now. We’re going to have
such
a good time.’

~~~

‘My gorgeous pet,’ Lily said, her voice possessive. Ceri said nothing; her mouth was currently full of a large, rubber ball fixed around her head with a leather strap. She had not known Lily had the thing, or the pairs of handcuffs which secured her wrists to the headboard, but it had not surprised her when Lily had produced them. She had done nothing to resist being trussed up either.

Lily was between Ceri’s spread legs, her face close enough to Ceri’s sex that her breath could be felt when she spoke. Ceri wanted her closer, would do anything Lily asked just to have the half-succubus’ tongue sliding between her labia again. She looked down into Lily’s dark eyes, begging silently.

‘You want more, pet?’

Ceri nodded, and then her back arched as Lily slid two fingers into her. Lily knew exactly how to touch her. She had learned Ceri’s body quickly, aided by her supernatural senses and the skills she had learned pleasing all sorts of people before they had ever met. She knew when to tease, when to be tender, when to be hard. She knew where to stroke, how Ceri’s body reacted to every touch, pinch, and thrust. As Lily’s fingers began to thrust and circle, finding just the right spot inside Ceri to gain maximum effect, Ceri’s breathing quickened until she was panting, desperate for more.

Lily’s tongue found her clitoris, flicking it rapidly, and Ceri felt the now familiar sensation of tension beginning somewhere in the flesh between fingers and tongue. There was a pulse. Another, stronger this time. Ceri bit down on the gag, her eyes jamming shut. The pulse grew to a throb and Ceri felt herself starting to come… And then the thing she longed for began as Lily started to feed. Ceri was delivered into heaven; the long, drawn-out, incredibly intense climax which kept on happening as Ceri arched and thrashed and trembled for as long as Lily kept feeding. It was like dying. It was like living harder than Ceri had ever lived. And, when Lily finally released her, it was like her entire body was exploding into light.

And all Ceri wanted, all she desired, all she could think of, was getting more.

September 29
^th

Some part of Ceri’s mind was still working, analysing the situation and pointing out to her how stupid she was being. It told her that she was being used. It told her that she was so caught up in the incredible pleasure Lily was inducing in her that she was ignoring everything else. It told her that the attention she was getting, which she had longed for without even realising it, was not
good
attention. It pointed out that this kind of relationship could only end when Lily made a mistake and Ceri died.

Ceri was not listening to a thing her inner voice said. Not while Lily was anywhere in sight. She knew that Lily’s aura, the one that made her feel so good, worked in some way through her sense of vision. When Lily was out of the room, the little voice was louder, but not loud enough that what it was saying did not vanish as soon as her demon walked in again. When Lily was not in sight, Ceri could
consider
disobeying her, but then Lily would be disappointed and Ceri had started to realise that she would do
anything
to avoid disappointing Lily.

The half-demon, who seemed so much more like a demon every day, walked into the room and Ceri’s mind shrank back again. The flogger was in her hand and she twitched it, the strips flicking her thigh. Ceri got down on all fours, as she had been taught, and the flogger swished through the air, biting into her arse. She bit down on the cry which threatened to come out and get her more, and worse, strokes.

‘Do you love me, pet?’ Lily asked.

‘Yes, Lily.’ The day before she had used “Mistress” and got a spanking for it. That was still confusing her.

The whip swung again, several strands stinging her labia and sending a thrill of pleasure through her; it had taken very little time for her to learn to associate the pain with pleasure. ‘Then why didn’t you do something about it before I took you?’ Lily asked. Her voice was firm, but there was a hint of something odd behind it. Insecurity?

‘I made a mistake, Lily. I was stupid.’

‘Yes,’ the flogger swept down again, harder this time, ‘you were. I’m sure you can make up for it though.’

Another strike and Ceri was trembling. Yes, somehow she had to make up for it.

September 30
^th

Ceri sat in the study, reading a document on her tablet. It was hard to concentrate, but with Lily out of the house at work it was at least
possible
to. She had half-expected that she would be taken to the Jade Dragon to sit at the bar watching Lily work, unable to do anything much more than look on adoringly. Instead, her new mistress had decided she should stay home, but to remind her of her new role in life, a vibrating egg had been carefully lubricated, activated, and sunk into Ceri’s already slick vagina, and she had been ordered not to remove it under any circumstances. Lily might not have been a full succubus, but her human side supplied imaginative ways of subjugating her pet which a true succubus might never have considered.

It was quite clear that Ceri had stopped reading too soon.
While giving in to your succubus too early is bad, leaving things too late can be deadly,
she read.
Waiting too long is likely to push the demon into taking action herself.
Yeah, she definitely should have read this bit.
Generally, the demon will come at night, while you sleep. This is, after all, the normal mode of operation of a succubus. If she takes control in this manner, you
will
be hers. Few men can break away once they are claimed, but there have been a few examples. Do not fool yourself; should a succubus take you under her power, you are almost certainly doomed to be nothing more than her slave for life. She will make use of you until you perish, which may not take long, and while it is not the worst way to go, you should take command of your succubus before it happens.

Ceri shuddered, her inner muscles clenched convulsively. Inside her the egg shifted, the buzzing vibration rolling against her G-spot, and she let out a yelp of pleasure. She understood the problem well enough; the thought of being enslaved to Lily did not seem like such a terrible thing from where she was right now. She did not
want
to escape, or most of her was thinking that way. Some small part still wanted her friend back, and that was the part she was trying to listen to.

A powerful magician may break free by will alone,
the book went on.
This is by no means a certain path to freedom. The great sorcerer Merlin himself was overpowered by a succubus at the end of his time on Earth and was never able to break free. Taking his power, she entrapped him.
Yeah, well if sorcerers had ever been real, there were certainly none now, and Ceri highly doubted she had the willpower to resist Lily, even if she was only trying to break away from the power of a half-demon.