UNDER HER SWAY, CHAPTER #2
“Gooooood girl,” Tess purred, smirking as she took Limini’s hand and led her submissive, hypnotized toy into the dance. “That’s right, very good… following my steps, so obedient. Just watch my hips like a good slut, now…”
Limini whimpered and swayed helplessly in time with the succubus. She rubbed her thighs together, feeling her cheeks burning. Oh, gods. It felt so, so good to just sink into the rhythm, to let Tess control her every single move.
It felt so good to just sink and melt into Tess’s perfect rhythm, eyes settled hopelessly enraptured on that gorgeous, curvy swell of her hips.
“You’re a goooood girl, now,” Tess teased, with a voice of milk and honey that positively oozed into every nook and cranny of Limini’s dazed, hypnotized mind. The heart-shaped tip of her tail teased along Limini’s side. “You want to be good for me, don’t you?“
“Mm...” Limini stared in adoration at Tess’s ass. Every time her mind tried to form a thought, the ass would swing, and everything in her would swing with it. She felt like she was being twirled around Tess’s finger—and, as Tess twirled her, she numbly realized this was literal, only for that thought to melt into the sway once again as Tess’s ass swung back. “Mm-hm... u-uh-huh...”
“Good sluts will do aaaanything,” Tess cooed, her ass twirling round and round in long, sensuous arcs, Limini’s eyes following it in utter entranced desire, “when they’re nice and horny and enslaved to my ass~”
“Nn-hnnn...” Limini’s whole world swam and swayed with that ass like it was tethered. All she could do was follow Tess through the motions, chained to the rhythm and slave to the beat.
She barely noticed Tess’s tail delicately undoing her coat and letting it fall to the ground. Tess’s lead was so flawless, Limini was carried over her fallen clothes without so much as tripping.
But when the tail began just-as-delicately running between her legs, her breath caught, and she trembled. She’d forgotten that all she wore beneath her coat was a lacy top and… and a silk crimson thong.
“Don’t stop,” Tess purred in her ear.
“I-I...” Limini’s knees wobbled as uncontrollable delights started to flow through her captive body.
“Just keep watching my hips,” the demoness cooed, “like a good little slut.” Her hips swayed from left to right. From right to left.
“B-But...” Limini’s lip quivered as the tail stroked along the length of her thong. “But…”
“Exactly.” Tess’s voice dripped with wicked amusement. “Keep watching my butt, you little slut. Back and forth. Back and forth.”
Limini trembled. As the tail ran between her legs, a tiny mewl escaped her.
“Back and forth,” Tess cooed, as the ass swayed. As the tail stroked. “Back and forth. Back and forth. Baaack and foorth.”
Limini panted as lust swirled through her mind. Even as she shook with unbearable pleasure, her eyes remained hopelessly affixed. She coudn’t help it. Tess’s ass was so… so gorgeous and beautiful and perfect. So flawless and curvy, so visibly soft and bouncy and yet pert and graceful. And... and the tail felt so... so…
She was drooling.
… so… nice...
... stroking back and forth… back and forth…
“B-Back...” she slurred, entranced. “... forth... back... an’ forth...”
“Good girl,” Tess said sweetly, and Limini drooled with pleasure.
Limini didn’t know how she kept dancing. Somehow the rhythm held her, captivated her, strung her around like a helpless marionette, even as her legs felt as if they’d turn to jelly with the tail stroking between them, even as her mind felt as if it had turned to goo with the hypnotic pleasure drenching it in thick syruppy waves...
“Goodness, you’re so wet,” Tess teased, and Limini whined in embarrassed but desperate need and found herself nodding. The tail drew delicate circles around Limini’s pussy. “It seems such a shame... for such a pretty bimbo to ruin such a pretty thing...“
“p-pretty,” Limini moaned, watching Tess’s ass swing and melting into the music.
“Perhaps we’d better...” A forked tongue darted across Tess’s lips. She grinned. “... take it away from her.”
“mm… yessssss...” Limini nodded dreamily. “take... away...” She was beyond words at this point. All she could think about was Tess’s gentle sway, Tess’s delicate stroking...
But her mind sparked into life as she felt the tail slipping under her thong. A sparkle of deja vu, of self-awareness, of pure, overly sensitized panic.
With all her mental might, Limini gave Tess’s hand a squeeze, and poured her mental magic into the demoness’s unprepared mind.
Tess blinked. Briefly, she seemed puzzled.
Then her eyes widened.
“S-Serve,” Limini hissed, trembling with the force of her own spell as the magic tingled through her fingertips. She lunged forward as the two of them twirled, grasping Tess’s other hand and wrapping her arms around Tess. “S-Serve m-me...“
Tess moaned and squirmed. Limini felt a flutter of dominant delight as she felt the succubus, now far from leading this dance, trembling under the might of Limini’s wizardry. “I... oooooh...“
“B-Be... a good girl,” Limini husked in Tess’s ear, admiring the succubus’s suddenly vulnerable form.
“nnnn...” Tess’s eyes screwed shut, her voice having been reduced in seconds from a sultry purr to a keening whimper. Her mind was resistant, Limini could tell. But not immune. And nowhere close to resistant enough. The demoness’s lower lip trembled.
Limini smirked, tickling under Tess’s chin and eliciting a startled squeak. “Why don’t you be my good little dancing slut,” she cooed, “and obey?”
Even as Tess visibly struggled to muster a ‘no’—a word that was by now, Limini knew with a giggle, no doubt far beyond the bimbo’s capacities—she submitted to another dizzying twirl. Limini giggled as the tail, no longer teasing, now merely stroked meekly, obediently seeking only to pleasure its new mistress.
“You will obey,” she said sweetly, letting more magic trickle from her fingertip through to Tess’s mind directly, “because it feels good to obey, doesn’t it?“
“Feels...” Tess was panting, almost drooling, and gods, Limini relished the reversal. She kept Tess swaying, slowly, sensuously, watching the demoness’s weak mind slipping further and further away by the second. “feels... good...“
“Feels good to obey,” Limini finished with a sly smile—and a magic-infused kiss on the cheek that left Tess gasping. “You will obey.” And a kiss on the other cheek, to seal the deal. Her heart raced. Gods, this was so... satisfying.
“i will obey,” Tess moaned.
“You will obey.” Limini smirked and tightened her grip—in more ways than one.
“i will obeyyyy,” the succubus cried.
“You will obey,” Limini cooed, “like a good slut~”
“y-yes!” Tess whined. “like a good slut! a good-good-good slut!” The tail stroked faster, as if so delectably eager to please Limini, desperate to make her happy.
Limini started panting as the two of them twirled. “You will obey me,” she whispered.
“yes! yes, yes, yes-yes-yes, i will obey you!” Tess’s voice broke. She stared up at Limini desperately, eyes wide, lips parted, drooling and squirming like a brainless slut. Her tail buzzed and stroked adoringly, worshipfully, indulgently, eagerly.
Limini smiled triumphantly and patted Tess’s head—infusing a little more magic into that emptying head of hers for good measure. “Good girl!”
She watched the gorgeous succubus sway and writhe, still dancing in spite of it all. She led the dance with smug satisfaction. They both knew she’d won. And she intended to make Tess regret coming so close to winning by showing her just how good Limini made losing feel.
Tess seemed to anticipate it, in fact, Limini noted with a sly grin. She was still staring up at her with those big, helpless eyes, still swinging her hips in that slow, hypnotized beat... still obediently stroking Limini, so desperate now to please...
“what must i do do?” Tess whispered.
Limini blinked. “... huh?”
“I...” Tess shuddered. “i will obey my mistress. what does my mistress want of her bimbo?” Her hips swung around and around...
“I...” Limini’s head tilted slightly. ”Ummm…”
Around and around and around..
Back... and... forth...
“is this good, mistress?” Tess asked meekly. Back and forth. “should i keep doing this for mistress?”
“Mmm...” Limini gave a drowsy nod. “Y-yes?”
“should i keep swaying my hips for mistress?” Tess whipsered. “should we keep dancing, mistress?”
“Yessss...”
Tess gave a little nod. “should i keep showing off my pretty ass for mistress?” she asked innocently.
Back and forth. Back and forth. So bouncy and flawless. So soft and luscious. So curvy and...
Limini moaned and nodded.
“Should I...” Tess licked her lips. “... keep stroking, Mistress?“
The tail rubbed teasingly through the fine silk of the thong.
Limini let out a squeak.
“This is goooood?” Tess cooed. Slowly, traces of mocking amusement began to drip back into that molten candy-sweet voice. “Am I making Mistress happy?” Back and forth. Back and forth.
“I… ooooohhhh…?” Limini moaned and gave another weak nod.
“Is that a yes?” Tess purred.
Limini panted. Struggled for words. Bucked and moaned as the tail stroked.
Back and forth. Back and forth.
“Come on, now,” Tess said innocently. “I need my ‘Mistress’ to tell me~“
Her ass swung deliberately. Rhythmically. Back and forth. Back and forth.
The tail stroked slowly. Indulgently. Back and forth. Back and forth.
Limini swayed and breathed heavily, lost in the addictive, intoxicating rhythm...
“yes!” she mewled. “y-yes, oh, gods, yessss...“
“Does she want more?” Tess asked sweetly. “I need Mistress to ask nicely for it~“
Limini gasped and whined as the tail teased her soaking-wet panties.
“I need her,” Tess sighed happily, giving her ass a playful wiggle before Limini’s greedy gaze, “to beg.“
Limini was melting into goo. She couldn’t take it, any of it—the endless edging, the gorgeous swaying hips, the achingly seductive voice dripping with suggestion and promise, the pulsing rhythm... the thought of sinking to her knees like a good slut and kissing, licking, worshipping that glorious curvy ass...
Back and forth...
Back and forth...
“Please,” Limini whimpered—and was cut off as Tess twirled about and, in one fluid, dominant motion, wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her off the floor.
For a moment, Limini was floating in a haze of pink clouds. Something about being grabbed, taken, used like the slutty bimbo she was... so forcefully, and yet so gently, so confidently sweeping Limini from her confident stance and leading her down to the floor where sluts like her belonged...
And then the tentacles triggered.
Tess let out a squeal of surprise as a great mass of glowing, ethereal blue tentacles came bursting from the brooch Limini wore, a tidal wave of slippery appendages.
Tess was sent flying back and landed gracefully on the opposite side of the room. Somehow, she kept her rhythm, but nonetheless she seemed rattled—shocked, even, as the tentacles wove their way into reality, forming a protective curtain between her and their dazed mistress.
Limini blinked slowly. Her head still swam. Her lips still trembled, the plea still eager to escape her. Her pussy still tingled with need. She stared through the curtain of tendrils at the swaying succubus as reality slowly returned to her for the third time that morning.
It took her far too long to even realize what had just happened. The brooch reacted when she was ‘grabbed’. She’d been grabbed, just not by a snake tail.
Okay. Good. Good. She nodded weakly to herself. Excellent. All... all according to plan.
Now she just had to control them somehow. She frowned, grasping the brooch with a trembling hand. What... what had the merchant said about that part, again?
“Goodness,” breathed Tess, her face flushed. “What... are those?” Her hips swung back and forth as she cautiously regarded the wall of tentacles. She still hadn’t lost the beat.
Limini swayed drowsily and barely managed to stop herself from answering. Her mind fumbled, stuttered, stopped. It was... emotion-based, or something, wasn’t it? Crude magic. Gods, why hadn’t the damn batgirl been more specific?
The tentacles swayed and wove before her. She screwed up her will. She needed to... needed to get them to grab Tess and hold that succubus still. Needed to make Tess stop that stupid dancing. Was it emotion based? Mental commands?
Tess looked curious. After a long pause, she swayed to the right.
Limini swayed right. The tentacles swayed right.
Tess swayed left. Limini swayed left. The tentacles swayed left.
Even as her mind struggled, through the curtain of tentacles, Limini notice Tess beginning to smile.
“Uh-oh,” the succubus cooed. “Looks like someone hasn’t practiced before taking her toys out to play, hm?“
Tess swayed and ground her hips suggestively. Limini whimpered, feeling herself mirroring the motions. “N-No, I’m... I’m gonna...”
“Gonna what?” Tess purred. Her hands slid down her lithe, curvy form. As Limini watched in rapt trance, she began delicately undoing the laces of her top. “Gonna lose yourself to the dance like a dumb, obedient slut who just wants to give in?” She twirled and shook her plump bubble butt at Limini. “Just gonna give in to the rhythm like a silly, horny toy who just wants to submit to my ass?”
Limini panted. She felt her hands mindlessly mirroring Tess’s motions, fondling her own sensitive breasts, but she barely thought about it, so intently was she concentrating on the tentacles. How... how did it go, again? Not emotion based. Motion. Motion based. What did that mean?
Tess’s top fluttered to the ground just as Limini realized she’d just undone her own bra and allowed her bounteous breasts to bounce free. She swallowed. Um... she’d done that on purpose. Right?
“Well?” Tess’s voice filtered into Limini’s numb, foggy, fuzzy mind as those soft, smooth, delicate hands glided down her svelte sides to her round, curvy, achingly endowed hips. “No answer, sweetie?”
Limini licked her lips, realizing she was drooling, and tried to shake herself. She needed to get a grip! She needed to... needed to...
“Just submit,” Tess purred, as the demoness’s dainty fingers began to slide her skirt down… and then began to slide down her pretty panties. She moved with such grace, such easy-to-follow motion. Limini moaned, desperately wishing those were her hands... wishing that it were her handds running to sensuously, so achingly slowly and indulgently down Tess’s perfect, glorious ass, sliding that thong down, down, down, with such indulgent slowless... wishing it were Tess’s hands on her... “Aw, there’s a good slut~“
“Mmm... nnn?” Limini blinked dreamily. With a dull pang of arousal and embarrassed panic, she realized she was sliding her own thong down, and she whimpered—even as he found herself wriggling and wiggling, as if she was trying to... trying to... give the demon a show?
“Come on, then,” Tess purred with a smirk. Her hips swung in slow, steady spirals that made Limini’s thoughts sway and melt and swirl and spiral down, down, down those soft, swinging hips... “Be a good bimbo. A good girl like you doesn’t need that messy thing, after all, does she?“
“P-Please,” Limini whimpered, all of her bravado melted away from her in seconds as she once again swayed and swung to the beat, sliding her own thong off in a long, torturously slow striptease... “Oh, please…”
“You can’t resist,” Tess cooed, hips swaying back and forth delibberately. “You’ll do aaanything for this ass, won’t you, precious?“
“mmmm… ohhh....” Limini gasped as the slick thong slid down her thighs, as she obediently pulled them further and further down her soon-to-be naked, helpless body. “y-yes... yes, mistress... i-i mean, yes, um... i mean... nnno...“
Her denials were beginning to sound more like pleas. Pleas to be corrected, brainwashed deeper into obedience, humiliated and teased even more. Even to her.
“You’re already giving in to it,” Tess purred, swaying her ass rhythmically to the beat. “Already obeying like such a good, pliant slut. Already being such a good, eager slave~“
“Nnnuuhh...” Limini whined, feeling the thong sliding down her calves to her ankles.
Puppeted by Tess’s will, she found herself bending over, exposing herself, still watching Tess’s dance as she swayed in time. The tentacles seemed to undulate in time with the dance, too, matching Limini as her hands caressed her body, ran down her legs...
Something about this felt… Limini couldn’t complete the thought. Tess’s hips kept swaying, and staring up at them felt so much better...
“No?” Tess giggled. She slowly straightened, hand continuing to caress and admire her own body, and smirked down at Limini, who was forced to take off the thong completely to resume the dance without tripping. “You mean you don’t want to be a good slave to my ass?“
Her voice was like buttered rum, sweet and rich and heavy and so, so smooth as it flooded Limini’s mind...
“Ooooohh...” Limini moaned, watching the bubble butt bounce and sway. She slowly straightened as well, gasping as her own hands, matching Tess’s motions with almost a mind of their own, slid up her sides and caressed her breasts, squishing and fondling them lovingly. She was still holding her own delicate red thong, one string now hooked on a finger.
“A horny, helpless little slutty slave?” Tess went on, her voice silken, so sweet, so tempting. Like sweet warm milk pouring right onto Limini’s lolling tongue, and Limini just wanted to sink to her knees and beg for more like... “A drooling, mewling, brainless bimbo toy?”
Limini gasped and babbled and bobbed her head thoughtlessly, unable to even think about what... what... wait…
She frowned. No. This was… this was bad, wasn’t it? Very, very bad. Somehow. Even if it felt so good. Her mind struggled to understand this, struggled to remember why it was so, so very important to fight this.
But her hands pinched and tugged at her nipples, pawed at her body like it belonged to another, and her expression melted into one of gasping pleasure, tongue lolling out, a big, dumb, happy smile spreading across her face.
It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except Tess. The pleasure was just. Too. Much.
“It seems you want to be enslaved to my ass,” Tess said smugly. her ass jiggled as she twirled. Limini spun dizzily with her, tentacles writhing around her, trailing her every motion as her ass swayed to the left... “I think you want to worship it~” … to the right… “and obey it~” … to the left… “and beg for it to be the Mistress a dumb slut like you neeeeeds~“
“mmmnmmmm…” Limini whimpered and shook her head, but couldn’t quite muster words. The tentacles continued to swirl around her in delicate lacing patterns as her hands kneaded her tits, ran sensuously over her sides, still helplessly copying Tess’s erotic dance.
“No?” Tess’s head tilted sweetly to the side. Limini’s head lolled, too. Back and forth. Back and forth. “Hand me that cute little thing of yours, pet.”
She reached out her hand.
Dreamily, Limini copied the motion—and only when she saw the thong hanging from her finger did she realize what she’d just done.
The realization sent tiny waves of pleasure through her whole body, and her knees wobbled.
“Good girl,” Tess said slyly.
Limini’s knees nearly buckled from the tsunami of pleasure that flooded through her at these words—and from the humiliating sight of Tess plucking Limini’s own thong from her limp fingertips.
No, she pleaded to herself, no, no, not again, I can’t be losing again…
But she kept dancing. Kept swaying and swingng her hips. Kept caressing and stroking her body. It just… felt… so good...
“Such a pretty thing,” Tess cooed, fawning over the delicate thong. The succubus smirked at her. “Were you wearing this pretty thing in the hopes that your Celeste would like it, sweet thing?”
Limini whimpered, shaking her head in pathetic indignation as her fingers tugged and teased her nipples. And yet the hips swayed.
“I think we’ll have to make a new rule,” Tess said happily. “From now on, my little slutty Limini isn’t allowed to wear any underwear from now on. Okay?~”
“Wh...” Limini squeaked in surpise as this sank in. “B-Buh—but I—but——”
Something warm and slippery and sinuous grasped her arm just above the elbow.
Limini gave a squeal, spinning in the dance to see—from the corner of her eye—that one of her blue tentacles had grabbed her. It wasn’t restraining her, though. It was just... holding her.
“W-What?” She whispered.
And she swayed.
The tentacle switched. Then it started to spiral up her arm. She watched it, dazed and fascinated. Her hips wove in slow spirals as her hands continued to stroke over her body. What was it... what was it... doing?
She yelped as another warm tendril snaked around her right arm. Again, it didn’t seem to restrain her at all. It just began to spiral up as well.
Embracing her.
“Promise,” Tess instructed.
Limini looked up and was immediately lost in the sight of Tess’s gorgeous ass swaying closer. to her shock, she realized that the tentacles were no longer blocking the sucubus’s way in the slightest—not even a token bit of resistance.
Indeed, Limini realized, mind reeling, they seemed to be mostly concentrated on... her.
She squeezed her tits and moaned. As she did so, several tentacles crept up and began to wrap around her chest as well, caressing each breast lovingly, indulgently, thumming with strange magical intensity. She gasped and squirmed. The pleasure was… oh, gods, this was too much to bear…
And yet somehow, she still followed the dance. She didn’t even miss a step.
In fact... she panted as more tentacles joined her hands in caressing her midriff, wrapping around her sides... it was feeling… almost… easier.
It was almost as if the tentacles were guiding her to keep dancing.
She drooled as tentacles prodded at her open, panting mouth, their sweetness tingling on her tongue and lips. She squirmed as they wrapped around her neck, massaged her ass, slid around her legs and under her knees.
No. they weren’t guiding her. It was almost as if...
... as if they were... following... her...
Limini mewled as her hands slid along her hips, only to be joined by writhing, slippery glowing tentacles that slid between her thighs and massaged her own ass with such affection, making it so hard to stay standing...
She stared up at Tess, realizing in molten fear and arousal how deep she was getting—literally, as more and more tentacles wrapped around her, reminding her—oh, fuck, nnnnnggh—oh warm, pulsing, comforting coils... only so slippery, fuck, oh, fuck... right between her legs, sliding between her ass cheeks...
“i promise,” she mewled, twirling and wrapping herself even deeper in her own tentacles’ sensuous clutches. “i-i’ll... i’ll... n-no more… p-pleeeeeeease...“
“No more underwear,” Tess said happily. “Horny ass sluts don’t need underwear... even pretty ones like these.” She twirled a finger with a smirk, and the thong disappeared into thin air.
Limini could only whimper and whine as the demoness danced closer, as the tentacles began to... tighten. The slippery tentacles slid across her bare pussy lips slowly, tenderly, matching her own movements. Matching the dance.
Matching Limini’s every trembling motion, and yet Limini couldn’t help herself.
What a slut I am. She drooled and beamed brainlessly.
Tess swayed closer and closer. Limini watched her dazedly, unable to muster more than tiny whines and mewls and pleas as the succubus’s tail flicked up to caress along her cheek, along her jawline, down to her neck...
... and plucked the brooch away, breaking the clasp and tossing it up into the air only to catch it spinning on her index finger with a smirk. “And I’ll be taking this, as well, my sweet,” she purred. Her lashes fluttered. “If you... don’t mind?”
Limini mewled.
“Good girl~”
Limini’s knees buckled. She almost came.
Luckily, more tentacles rushed in to hold her in place.
She watched in helpless dread as Tess clipped the brooch around her own neck. She toyed with it briefly, giggling. “Oh, isn’t this a pretty thing? Thank you, pet.” She looked back up and met Limini’s gaze with a wicked grin. “So sweet of you to bring me two pretty toys to play with~“
And as Limini struggled to process what had just happen, to process how rapidly this situation had progressed from ‘bad’ to ‘absolutely catastrophic’... the tentacles began to move with purpose.
They kept her swaying. Kept her dancing. But as Limini squirmed helplessly in their grip, they squirmed around her tighter and tighter, sliding indulgently between her legs and across both sensitive holes. Oh, gods, her pussy was dripping... how much was that because of the slick, vibrating tentacles, and how much was… her...
Limini gave a squeak as the tentacle began to caress her breasts, looping endlessly around them and sliding through her cleavage, stroking over her needy nipples, squishing and kneading and tending to them with unbearable attentiveness.
Limini gave a moan as more and more tentacles looped around her, tightening their grip. Whereas before they had helped her remain standing, now the pulsating tendrils danced her like a dolly, and their tight, safe embrace... oh, gods, it was heaven...
Limini gave a cry of bliss as the tentacles massaged her ass in such a wonderfully familiar way, kneading and squeezing it with the utmost care, the most loving attention. She watched Tess admiring her with open amusement as the succubus drew close...
… and she helplessly submitted as Tess took her by the hand and resumed their dance.
She watched Tess’s ass sway and moaned as the tentacles slid over her pussy, tickled and stroked delicately along her drooling lips—ever-so-delicately, ever-so-teasingly... watched Tess sway back and forth, back and forth, back and forth...
“Look at you,” she heard Tess coo, and she trembled at that dripping erotic tone of voice. So smug. So triumphant. But she couldn’t look away from Tess’s ass, swaying to the heavy, pendulous beat that made her melt into Tess’s arms.
The tail tickled under Limini’s chin, forcing her head up, forcing her eyes to briefly meet Tess’s Tess’s eyes swirled with demonic energies. Limini whimpered uncertainly.
“Such a hopeless, helpless little slut,” Tess purred, tilting Limini’s head to the side and admiring her. Those eyes swirled, sparkled. “What ever shall I do with one like you?”
Limini’s mouth hung open. She drooled. She struggled to think of a response, but as the tentacles slid indulgently along her pussy lips, all she managed was a helpless moan.
Tess smirked and patted her cheek. “Is it possible,” she hissed, and Limini’s eyes widened as the tentacles tightened ever-so-slightly, “that this slut wants to have those adorable little brains fucked out of her until she’s a mewling, drooling bimbo buttslave?“
Limini stared into Tess’s eyes and moaned. Her eyes slowly slid down once again, watching Tess’s hips. She just couldn’t help it. She wriggled and squirmed deliciously in her bindings, lip quivering at how good those slippery tentacles felt...
“Of course,” Tess whispered, tickling under Limini’s chin with the tip of her tail, “who would notice the difference?”
Limini’s cheeks burned. But she didn’t look away. She didn’t stop squirming. And she didn’t try to argue.
“Goodness,” Tess murmured, twirling Limini again and making Limini’s head spin, “such a horny thing you are! Would you like that, my pet?“
“I... I...” Limini gasped as the tentacles gave her own ass a generous squeeze. ”Ohhhh... f-fuck...” Her voice was barely a whine. She squirmed helplessly, now, hopelessly, shamelessly. It didn’t hinder the dance, not when she was already being puppeted around. She didn’t have to focus on anything anymore, in fact. She just wiggled and writhed against the tentacles’ touches and tried to hold in her pleas.
“Just look at you!” Tess said smugly. Her ass swayed back and forth. “Just tell me what you want, my sweet~“
“NNnuh!” Limini shook her head desperately, pleadingly, her whole mind teetering on the precipice of surrender. Teetering back and forth. Back and forth.
Tess smirked. The tentacles tightened. As they squeezed, Limini felt like her very mind was being squeezed, milked, as her lips parted wide and her tongue lolled out and her eyes rolled up itno the back of her head. She mewled and drooled and, in between the babble, a single word escaped.
“m-more.”
“What was that?” Tess’s head tilted slightly, as if in innocent curiosity. “What did I hear you say?”
Limini watched brainlessly as Tess’s ass swayed, letting hersef be massaged into total limpness, helpless to do anything but be carried through the dance as she openly ogled the demoness. “more,” she whimpered. “more!”
“More? You want more?” Tess giggled. “More what? more teasing?” The tentacles slid over Limini’s pert nipples, eliciting a cry. “More squeezing?” The tentacles tightened.
“more!” Limini cried. “m-more... more...” Her brain was repeating on that word. She struggled desperately to think of the next one., but thinking was so, so hard, especially when... when her holes were so desperately eager to be filled...
“More kisses?” Tess’s voice was as sweet as molten candy as she kissed Limini on the cheek, then down the neck. Limini’s face burned. “More dancing?” They twirled and spun and twirled and spun, Tess’s hips swinging and swaying all the while. Limini’s head spun into rosy-pink clouds of dizzy dreams with every spiral she was led into.
“more,” Limini panted, her brain molten in pleasure. She squirmed against the tentacles, her breathing heavy and uneven. “m-more...”
Tess smirked. The succubus leaned in very close as her tail held Limini’s cheek so she could keep watching her ass. Limini shivered as she felt the demonness’s warm breath and ticklish forked tongues in her ear. “More pleasure?” the demoness purred.
Limini trembled. She nodded.
“What was that?” Tess asked innocently, pulling away and fluttering dark lashes.
“m-more pleasure,” Limini mewled. She bucked eagerly. “i want more pleasure!”
“Oh, but I thought you were in control!” Tess teased. “Surely you don’t need my permission!“
“i’m not in control!” Limini whimpered, feeling her cheeks growing ever hotter by the second. “i-i want... i need...”
“Hm?”
“please!” Limini cried. “please-please-please, i—i need—”
She bit back the words, shame overtaking her need for just one more moment.
Then the ass swung to the right.
The ass swun to the left.
Limini stared, lips parting. She drooled. Her head bobbed brainlessly.
She watched hungrily, and swayed.
From the right.
To the left.
“That’s right,” Tess purred. “Just stare like the little ass slave you are. Just submit and let my lovely, curvy hips...” Back and forth. Back and forth. “... milk it... from those pretty, slutty lips.“
“please,” Limini whimpered, ”pleasepleaseplease fuck me, fuck me, f-fuck all my holes—”
“Oh, but I thought you were a smart girl?” Back and forth. Forth and back. The tail hummed between Limini’s thighs.
“i’m not a smart girl,” she squeaked, shaking her head desperately.
“Really?” The tail’s hum intensified. “You’re… not?” Tess’s voice dripped with irony.
“n-nuh-uh!” Limini managed, giggling as the tentacles tickled and teased around her cheeks, stroked her oh-so-sensitive lips. “not—not smart—good girl, stupid girl—” Gods, it felt so good to say it.
“Whose stupid girl?” Tess purred.
The tip of a single tentacle teased along Limini’s clit.
“yours!”” Limini squealed. “yours, yours, yours! i-i’m—i’m just a dumb slut, i’m your dumb slut, i’m your dumb little bimbo slut just please please pleeeeeeeeeease—”
“And no more underwear?” Tess asked sweetly.
“no more!” Limini’s head bobbed brainlessly to the rhythm. “no more underwear. d-dumb bimbo sluts like me don’t—” The tail vibrated. “NNNGh! don’t neeeeed panties—nnnever wanna wear ’em again…”
The words flowed so easily now. So wonderfully, perfectly, exquisitely easy. Limini felt every part of herself melting with pleasure as they left her lips, and she just wanted… more. More degradation. More humiliation.
More use of her needy bimbo holes.
Tess giggled, and Limini’s eyes widened as the tentacles tightened further. “Good girl.”
The tentacles started to pull Limini’s legs apart. Limini was held too tightly now even to turn her head to see what was happening down below. She just stared helplessly into Tess’s shimmering eyes... and found herself lost in gorgeous spirals as her eyes-concealing spell finally fell away as well.
Her mouth hung agape.
The wizardess drooled.
“Mine,” Tess purred.
Limini mewled softly as the tentacles stroked promisingly over her pussy lips. “yours,” she whimpered.
Tess beamed.
And Limini’s mouth formed an oh-shape as the tentacles entered her p;ussy.
“Good slut,” Tess cooed.
And Limini squealed as the tentacles lifted her right up into the air and began to fuck her pussy mercilessly. And with them came pleasure she couldn’t bear.
It was like her whole body melted into putty. She melted into the tentacles’ grasp, melted into lovey-dovey goo that could only passively receive. She moaned and writhed in helpless delight as pure, liquid ecstasy poured through her body, her mind, her soul. She hung in midair and gasped and panted and drooled and screamed in bliss as the tentacles pounded her needy, drooling pussy the way every bimbo so desperately craved.
“Good slut likes this?” Tess cooed, her tone patronizing and sweet as if addressing a helpless pet. “Good slut likes her slutty holes being filled?”
“Yuh-yuh-yesss,” Limini slurred, bucking and bobbing as the tentacles thrust in and out. In and out. In and out. Her eyes dropped to Tess’s swinging ass, and the wizardess drooled.
“Good slut wants more holes filled?” Tess asked with a smirk. She caressed Limini’s cheek, then smooshed Limini’s cheeks together and forced Limini to meet her gaze. “Good slut wants to be nice and ruined, doesn’t she?”
Tess could barely nod.
And as Tess smiled, and as Limini’s mind swirled with spirals, Limini felt a tentacle prodding her asshole delicately. Limini whimpered. She was so helplessly displayed, so wantonly exposed, there was nothing she could do. She was caught. She was Tess’s, for the succubus to do whatever she willed with.
And she squealed with pleasure as the tentacles flooded inside and began to fuck both her holes in a mind-melting rhythm. In and out. Out and in. In and out. Out and in.
The pleasure was thick mulled honey, and Limini was drunk on it. She couldn’t get enough, not anymore. She just wanted more. More. More. More….
“moooore,” she cried, wiggling and thrashing as she swung back and forth in the tentacles’ grasp. “mooo—mmMMMMMMM!”
Her words were swallowed as Tess’s heart-tipped tail suddenly thrust right past Limini’s plump parted red lips.
Her eyes widened, and her cheeks burned. She had a moment of surprise,.
Then, as she felt the tail beginning to hum in her mouth, felt how nice it felt between her sensitive lips…
Her eyelids drooped.
She felt a bit of drool trickle from the corner of her mouth.
And she began instinctively to suck.
“What was that, slut?” Tess asked teasingly. “Is something wrong?”
“Mmmmm…” Limini sucked hungrily, adoringly, quivering all over at the pleasure of having a third hole filled and fucked. She gazed up at Tess in devotion as her lips smacked, as her head bobbed.
Suddenly, she couldn’t imagine doing anything in the world but licking and lavishing love over the beautiful red tail, letting it thrust in and out of her to join the in-in-in-out-out-out rhythm that was drowning her in ecstasy.
Letting it fuck her very mind away.
“That’s better,” Tess said smugly, pacing around Limini as Limini sank to the floor.
Limini moaned in response, helpless to speak, helpless to do anything but buck and suck and be fucked in time with the sweet rhythm of Tess’s hips as they swung right before her eyes.
Tess giggled. “Much better. You weren’t using that pretty mouth for talking anymore, anyways, and good, dumb sluts mustn’t have holes unused~”
Limini nodded and sucked and squirmed and licked.
“So much better to put those holes to use where they belong, don’t you think?“
“Mmhm,” Limini moaned, continuing to bob her head submissively. She relished her defeat, her humiliation, so wonderfully deserved. She could barely breathe. gasps and moans and whines and squeaks escaped her with every thrust, every pulse, every squeeze.
“So much better to put a slut’s whole body to use,” Tess went on, smirking, as the tentacles began to lower Limini onto her back. Limini squirmed and panted and drooled over Tess’s tail as the tentacles toyed with her breasts, massaged her ass, steadily relaxed every remaining muscle in her entire body. “Do we like that, pet?”
The tail popped out of Limini’s mouth. Limini stretched to try to recover it, whimpering, missing having her mouth filled… but she was too weak, far, far too weak. She panted. Drooled. Mewled. Gasped for breath.
“uh-huh,” she whispered, as Tess descended to smile down at her. “y-yes, Mistress… oh, y-yesss...”
Tess swayed. Gyrated. Bounced. “Tell me what you want, my plaything.”
Limini’s lips quivered. She almost cried for the tail to return, spotting it flicking, still dribbling sinful nectar, just behind Tess’s ass.
But then her eyes met Tess’s ass.
Tess’s flawless, curvy, soft, plump, indulgent ass.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Limini stared dumbly, brainlessly.
“Hm?” Tess giggled. “Well? No answer, pet?”
“mmuuhh…” Limini fumbled to remember words. Watched it sway above her head. Back and forth. Back and forth.
It matched the rhythm of the tentacles, she thought senselessly, as she squirmed and gasped at their continued attentions.
“Go ahead, my slave,” Tess purred. She swung her hips slowly. Back and forth. Back and forth. “Just tell your Mistress what you want.”
“b-buh… uh…”
Tess’s voice was like sweet, poisonous syrup. “Tell me. What. You. Need.”
“need.” Limini’s tongue fumbled. “n-need, um. um.” The ass wiggled right above her head. She whimpered softly. “n-need...”
“Well?” Tess laughed. “Speak up, slut. Why won’t you tell me what you want?”
“n-need—” Limini squealed as the tentacles suddenly surged into her—not back and forth, as they’d been doing, but both sets pounding into her in time. The rhythm had suddenly deepened, hit a new intensity, as the tentacles began to fuck her in perfect tandem, and she screamed in bliss.
“Hm?” Tess sighed. “Oh, goodness, I can’t understand my little bimbo slut one bit~”
“a-aaAAH!” Limini thrashed. “a-ass! y-your ass, I—”
She broke off into incoherent babble as the tail stroked over her lips, not quite entering, just teasing her— “What was that, my little sex kitten?” Tess asked innocently. Her ass swayed. “Why do you keep stopping?”
“y-your—” Limini nearly broke as the tentacles pounded into her again, almost crying from unbearable pleasure, feeling her orgasm beginning to rise and rise within her as the tentacles stroked and tweaked her nipples— “your ass, Mistress, i-i—p-please, m-may i…”
“Yes?” Back and forth. Back and forth. “What about it?”
“m-may i…” Limini took in a deep, shuddering breath. “may i kiss it, Mistress?” she squeaked.
There was a long pause. Limini moaned as the tentacles seemed to speed up a little. No, she—she couldn’t come yet, she needed to hold on—i have to wait for it, have to be a good slut—
“Tell me why you want to,” Tess said, her voice low and sultry and as smoky and dangerous as a prairie fire. “Tell me how it’s the most beautiful ass you’ve ever seen~”
“oh, Mistress,” Limini moaned, “it’s—” She stared up rapturously, lost in the way. “it’s perfect,” she whispered, “beautiful, wonderful, s-so—” She could barely breathe as Tess danced lower. “so lovely, so soft, so smooth and round and… and… p-please, Mistress, let your—
“Yes?” Tess’s voice was soft. Almost gentle. But as dripping with triumph as Limini’s did with defeat and submission.
Limini’s cheeks burned. “let your hopeless little ass slave kiss it,” she pleaded, “oh, please, l-let me worship it—s-serve it—i-it’s s-so beautiful, so wonderful, i… i… please-please-please smother me!”
She almost came just at the sound of Tess’s smug laughter.
“Good slut.”
And Limini’s mewl of joy was submerged in pure plush, pillowy warmth as Tess’s ass descended onto her blazing-hot face, and she found herself trapped beneath the biggest, softest, most beautiful ass she’d ever seen.
Limini had spent a lot of time shoved between pairs of breasts. Having once served the Milky Baroness—in multiple senses of the word ‘served’—Limini knew what it meant to be lost in softness, to be smothered. It felt safe. It felt comforting.
But not even in the Baroness’s arms had she felt so wonderfully, gloriously owned. And she loved it.
“What are you waiting for,” Tess purred, her voice like smooth pouring sand, “my slave?”
The tail wrapped around Limini’s neck and tightened a lirttle, making Limini’s lips part instinctively in a gasp.
And she breathed in the demoness’s sweet scent.
And Limini began to lick.
And kiss.
And moan.
And worship.
The tentacles sped up. The tail seemed to tighten a little, grow hotter, and pleasure was flowing into Limini like she had walked before a crumbling dam and opened her mouth for a drink.
Limini squealed her joy as she licked Tess’s asshole, feeling Tess’s wonderful weight pressing down on her.
She moaned and bucked as the tentacles pounded her own asshole, pounded her drooling pussy.
She glowed inwardly with pride as she heard Tess starting to moan, then pant, then cry out. She knew she was being a good girl. Good bimbo sluts pleased their Mistress, after all.
And as Tess’s cries began to turn into squeaks of, “Good girl! Good girl! Good slut—good slut wants to cum—good little bimbo neeeeeeds to cummm—”...
Limini obeyed.
The orgasm was purest pleasure. It was a thunderstorm, a hurricane, a tornado. The orgasm took Limini’s body and spun her into the air until she couldn’t breathe, drowned her in ecstasy, submerged her in oceans of rosy-pink obedience. All thoughts melted away as she accepted the tentacles pounding her pussy and ass, as she devoted herself to Tess’s ass, moaning and mewling and licking and kissing and worshiping her new Mistress, lost in utter adoration.
Limini panted and mewled—and never stopped licking. She felt the tail tightening, tightening... and then she felt the tail slip away, and caress her cheek with its heart-shaped tip. And she still felt the weight around her neck.
She had been collared.
Or... branded.
The orgasm was wonderful. But the true pleasure for Limini was the knowledge that Tess would never willingly let her go.
She came again at the thought, moaning and kissing happily. Branded. Branded as Tess’s personal toy.
“Gooood slut,” Tess purred, stroking over Limini’s breast as the tentacles continued to squeeze Limini’s already melted brains out like she was a cow in need of milking.
Limini whined. She could feel her very being dissolving into Tess’s will. She had been hypnotized, collared, fucked and trained, and she’d begged for every second of it.
She just wanted to be a good girl now.
Just wanted to be Tess’s good slut now.
“You fell so easily,” Tess said sweetly. Limini’s cheeks burned and pussy gushed with humiliation. “You know, maybe when I’m through training you...”
Limini’s breath caught as the tentacles began to vibrate with greater intensity, and another orgasm began to dawn on her already spent body.
“... we can go into the next room,” Tess cooed, “and show our friend Celeste what you’ve learned!“
Limini blinked.
“w-wait—”
The tail thrust once more past her confused, questioning bimbo lips.
Limini blinked.
And she smiled, and moaned, and drooled, and sucked, as her eyes half-closed in pleasure, as the tentacles fucked her stupid bimbo brains into mush, as the slut stopped thinking and simply delighted in her holes being used.
She couldn’t wait for Celeste to see just what a good slut she’d been.