Owned by the Succubus Night Stalker
A hot Succubus Fetish Fiction Story for straight guys by Goddess Bella Donna
This is the 7th morning in a row now that you awoke sweaty, your heart racing and the telltale signs of a nocturnal release sticky on your stomach. Another morning when you felt strangely drained, a little less then you were, but at the same time deeply satisfied and as if something had changed in your life.
Throughout the day, you’d notice little things you never noticed before. A scent in the air that reminded you of something you couldn’t fully put your finger on. Something that drew you into the dark places, aroused you deeply without ever seeing anything to cause your cock to stiffen. You’d feel the touch of fingers running through your hair and hear a soft seductive laugh, but nobody seemed to be around.
As the evening drew closer, you felt eager for the day to come to an end, just so you could undress and slip between your sheets. Feeling drawn, to what you did not know.
You began to live for the night time when you would finally sleep, wishing that you’d never have to wake up. None of that made sense to you, but you felt it so strongly that you couldn’t resist the draw.
Finally after the 7th night you began to remember dreams in the morning. Dreams of a beautiful woman coming to you in the middle of the night and transporting you into a different scape of existence where you became her Lover, her slave and the toy she’d play with.
The dreams always played out the same way. You’d be in deep sleep when that scent would wake you and a shadow was standing in a corner of your room calling to you. A soft chuckle emanated from the Shadowy Figure, followed by the siren’s call of
“Get up my pet, leave your bed behind. Your Mistress awaits you in her chambers. Come, follow My voice, follow your lust, follow Me into the Night.”
Resistance never even crosses your mind as her voice tickles your senses and your body already begins to quiver with arousal. You quickly rise, your cock engorged and little pearls of pre-cum coating the head of your dick. Even if you don’t know it, your cock recognizes the voice of its Owner.
You hurry, not able to wait a second longer, driven by need and enter into the shadows where the Nightstalker awaits her prey.
You feel her embrace, the sly sliding of her soft hands over your body, lower, lower until her fingers encircle your cock. …….
Come and surrender to the seduction and ownership of the Succubus Nightstalker. Your dream Demon Mistress who seduces and uses you as her sex slave and toy, before taking your essence, your soul and another year of your life.
Oh it’s hot and wickedly good to be owned by this Succubus Mistress.
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8 page dark erotic fiction story for straight males.