Doll Domination:

Simone’s Notes:

In India, the succubus is referred to as the seductress "Mohini"; this is different than the mythological "Mohini," who is depicted to be the slayer of Bhasma Asura. In India, a succubus is described as a lone lady draped in a white Saree, traditional Indian dress worn by women, with untied long hair. She generally is said to haunt lonely paths or roads, and to have died from torment by a male, and thus would seek revenge on any male.

“Crystal’s” friend had a bit of luck herself. Her hunting ground was the dance club in the west. Her red dress matched her fiery seduction style. She put on her best for this special night. The men looked pretty good in the club as well. A succubus could feed off them in a whole night. However, she needed to focus on the right one. It wouldn’t take long for that one to happen. She was about to order another drink when she noticed someone standing next to her. Fire glanced up to fine blonde-haired man eyeing her. She gave him a flirty smirk.

“Why don’t you take a picture?” she asked. “It will last longer.” The man chuckled as he shook his head.

“Forgive me,” he said. “But you were that beautiful.”

“Then buy me a drink,” she said.

“Ooo, bold one, aren’t you?” her target asked. The woman chuckled at him.

“You don’t know the half of it,” she said.

“I would like to,” the blonde man said. The succubus turned her body towards him.

“I’m Jackie,” she lied. “What’s your name?”

“John,” the man answered. “Jackie” moved in closer and ran her finger in circles on his chest.

“My,” she cooed. “What a fine piece of man you are. Entertain me tonight.” She had him already hooked without talking.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said with a smile.

“That’s Jackie,” the succubus whispered. Her tongue lapped at his earlobe.

“But what about the drinks?” he asked with a chill down his spine.

“Forget around that,” she commanded. “Play with me now, big boy!” Tommy grabbed her by hand and dragged her out of the club to the back alleys. He pinned her against the brick wall. She quickly undid his pants.

“Kiss me!” “Jackie” commanded. Tommy planted a heavy wet one on his lips. Her fingers buried themselves in his bright blonde hair. As her tongue slipped into his mouth, her target reached under her short red dress and grabbed onto her panties. She reached down into his jeans and playfully rubbed onto his cock, enticing a moan. With all hesitation gone, Tommy rolled down her panties. “Jackie’s” thigh came on either side of him. She rolled down his jeans and boxers to his ankles.

“Take me!” she moaned loud enough to shake the sky. Her nails sank into his back as he shoved himself into her wet pussy. He didn’t wait to settle inside before he began pounding. Her screaming drove him deeper into her spell. “Jackie” let her eyes fill up with her own greedy desire. Her cries went to Manami, her queen.

“Oh, baby!” the succubus screamed. “I love you! Take me! Take me!” Tommy looked her deep in the eye.

“I love you, mistress,” he breathed out.

“Say it again!” the fiery succubus commanded.

“I love you! I love you! I love you! I love you!” Tommy screamed over and over into his climax. She wouldn’t let him go as he spilled into her waiting pussy. Her nails dug in so deep that it caused his shoulder blades to bleed. Tommy rested his head on her shoulder. “Jackie” settled her lips to his ear.

“Now, you are mine,” she hissed with a tone as sweet as venom. “Mine and only mine.” Tommy’s eyes looked so eyes as he stared into hers.

“Yes, mistress,” he mumbled as if in a trance.

“Good boy,” “Jackie” cooed, petting him on the head.