by Thrill Kill
Hmm, I like that. I like that a lot.
I stored this pic to my favourites a while back -
That soulless, evil look in those eyes.
This, I believe, is a succubus. Imagine if that was you?
You'd lure me to your lair, where I'd be powerless against your ability to play on my lust. You'd lie to me about being my sex slave, saying you'd be mine to command.
But once we get to your lair deep in the forest, you reveal your true self. Those innocent looking eyes turn into these soulless, malevolent vortexes. You run the long black tongue that usually resides in your mouth up my neck up to my cheek, and taste the fear in me, but also a subtle hint of fulfillment. My place is beneath you.
You say in a voice that haunts me that you find it ultimately amusing that I ever thought you'd be my slave, and that I should brace myself for an eternity of suffering for your sexual pleasure.
Your lair seemed like a harmless house in the middle of the forest, but it was just a lie, like your affection for me was. It eventually reveals itself to be a terrifying pit where you feed and fuck at your will.