1. The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 20-24


    Date: 12/19/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Erotica, Mind Control, Author: SSelxuyt, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    USING THE TALISMAN, IS NOW HIS FATE, AS HE MUST CONSTANTLY ACT TO BALANCE OUT THE OPPOSING FORCES OF THE TWO BLADES. MASAMUNE AND MURAMASA ARE NO MORE. FROM THIS DAY FORTH, YOUR BLADE IS MURASAME. YOUR FATHER WILL GUIDE YOU AS HE IS ABLE, BUT HIS PATH BACK TO RIGHTEOUSNESS IS FOREVER BLOCKED.” Tell Michael my father says as tears spring to my eyes, that he still owes me for that bet between Adam and Eve . The angel laughs loudly, and I think my eardrums are about to burst at the powerful sound. “I THOUGHT I PAID THAT TODAY, OLD FRIEND. FINE THEN.” The angel Michael approaches me, and holds out his hand palm up. In it is a tiny golden horn, affixed to a thin golden chain. “WHEN THE NEED IS DIRE, AND ALL HOPE SEEMS LOST, SOUND ON THIS, AND I WILL COME TO YOUR AID.” “How am I—“ I try to ask, but he’s already gone. Suddenly I’m hit from all sides by a tangle of arms, legs, and breasts. Overwhelmed by the day’s events, I close my eyes, and just enjoy the moment. “Don’t you ever do that to us again,” Brooke glares at me when she pulls out of the tangle. I see Angela look at me sadly and turn to walk away. “Angela, wait!” I cry out as I see her wings form. “Forget about me, Lyden,” she says, without turning around, her voice choked up. “I still love you, but I don’t know if I can ever forgive you.” She takes to the air and is soon out of sight, flying straight into TanaVesta’s realm. I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive myself, I think after her, understanding how she feels. I’d killed ...
    the man she thought of as a father. He had been my father. “She’ll be back,” Areth says, landing on my shoulder. “No one can resist staying away from a dolt like you.” Turning away, I face the rest of the group. My heart is torn in more pieces than I ever thought possible at the moment, but there is work to be done, and I have responsibilities to meet. Thomas, Jewkes—whose first name I find is Richard—and Jennifer are all fine and unharmed. Ondine still fusses over Thomas, and I can tell he’s hamming it up for more attention from her. “Your wrist,” Sheila says, taking my right hand. “Michael must have fully healed me,” I tell her dishonestly. “That was the Angel Michael?” AnnaBelle cries out in shock, and I realize his name hadn’t been spoken out loud. The pious woman drops to her knees, and I have no doubt whom she’s praying in thanks to this time. We check ourselves over and find that no one is hurt. Brooke tells me that her scarred stomach had been healed after waking up in Douglas’s small home. “Why were you able to resist that thing?” Becky asks Jewkes, and I perk up a bit, wondering the same. “Are you colorblind, too?” “What do you mean?” he asks, somewhat confused. “I’m not colorblind at all. What does that have to do with anything?” “I think it’s his shades,” I say, entering the conversation. “You said they were Blublockers, right? Don’t those block out a certain wavelength of light?” He nods at my statement, and I feel a small measure of happiness enter me. “We need ...
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