Called into Miss Chase' office

“It’s not a lie, if that is what you ask.” Ruby planted her heels on my knees, and began to squat up and down, “I would throw myself into lava for Master to use me as a stepping stone.” My cock slickened with her lustful excretion, our joining moistening every time she dropped her hips to impale herself, “I love her with all my heart. She gives me peace I haven’t known since… since…” “Since?” I asked, staying her motions with firm hands on her hips. Ruby tilted her head thoughtfully, her breathing easing from its excited state. “I remember a voice. It used to sing in my mind like a mother’s whisper, always calling me home. But it was not my mother’s voice.” Ruby looked up at me, a shadow of concern in her usually-jovial eyes, “My mother wasn’t born a succubus, you know. She was part of something, but she can’t remember what. Whatever it was, it called to me in my youth before the hunger took me.” Ruby smiled, “Master is like Hardcore that voice. She fills that void in my mind now.” I eased my hands from Ruby’s hips, and she happily recommenced her lecherous dance, her delicate spine undulating against my torso like a writhing viper. The top of her head barely reached my sternum, but her playful tongue mature extended from her mouth to kiss my neck and chin. Such a soft creature she was, only her demonic little horns giving truth to her predacious nature. What a weapon she could be. What power Elena Straltaira could have if she were as ambitious as I. But did she even need ambition to gain power? Where exactly was the hermaphroditic hybrid on the Alkandran totem pole? Yavara’s consort, or Yavara’s spouse? I frowned at the Fucking idea. “Do I not please you, Brock Terdini?” Ruby gasped, pulling me ever into her starving loins. “You do.” I mumbled absentmindedly, “I’m just distracted.” “Because of Sherok?” I closed my eyes, letting the sudden wave of anguish wash through me. Ruby slowed her motions, gaging how I would react this time. I dared not show my weakness to the orcs, nor to Elena, but the succubi were discreet. Whatever form my grief manifested itself as, they would absorb it with a whore’s nonjudgmental compassion. Whether wrath compelled me to be violent, or guilt compelled me to teacher be punished, or simple sorrow compelled me to seek comfort, they would provide it with whole-hearted earnestness and desire. I felt a little hand caress my face, offering gentle solace with delicate fingers. I took Ruby’s hand in mine, my palm larger than her splayed five fingers. “No, not Sherok.” I said, “It’s your master that occupies my mind now. She’s already taken control of my tribe once.” I pondered, “Out of necessity, yes, but she still commanded my men, and they still followed. If she commanded me, I wonder if I would be expected to follow.” “Are you threatened by her?” Ruby inquired, her cheeks turning rosy with pleasure. Her tail uncoiled from the small of her back, gently wrapped around my testicles, and stroked them blonde in contest with her pelvic drops. “I have one more task for you before I let you cum” A rubber grip was wrapped around the lower third. We started out merely walking. I picked up my clothes and we all went in the house. “Yes.” She mature said. And don’t forget again.” She raised the crop and struck him again. “Are you enjoying this? As we all Fucking step inside, I hear Missy gasp. We scissored our legs together. She moaned from pain and hesitated. She announced a clean up break and ran to the bathroom. “Ooh, Clint, our sister is just as hungry this morning,” Zoey purred, grinding her pussy on my mouth and lips. There were always plenty to play with, since they knew that it was a greased path to success, if they were Hardcore otherwise qualified for advancement. I kissed my way up her neck and to her cheeks. He blonde smile teacher through the glass saying, "Sorry.