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Caitlyn moaned into her pillow, rolling her hips forward as she buried her own three fingers deep into her core. After a particularly long day, Caitlyn knew that she needed to find some way to release. And what better way than to masturbate? Caitlyn often did so, especially when she was stressed out. And seeing that she was set to become the new supreme of her family’s coven sooner rather than later, Caitlyn had plenty to be stressed about.
She imagined strong hands squeezing her breasts and roaming her body, she imagined a strong and muscular body pinning her down while she was fucked from behind. The arms had tattoos on them too, and there were piercings. Caitlyn really had a thing for that, even if she never had any of those things done to herself. It was an incredible turn-on and more sexy than Caitlyn could even put into words.
Caitlyn’s legs trembled as she felt her orgasm rapidly approaching, riding out her high for as long as she could. With her eyes closed, she could even see the woman who was fucking her too. Caitlyn had this same fantasy for weeks now, of a woman with dark pink hair and steel gray eyes fucking her relentlessly. She was muscular and she had tattoos all over her body and even nipple piercings. She was basically Caitlyn’s dream woman and Caitlyn hadn’t found her yet.
It was no wonder that Caitlyn failed to find her dream woman. She was so incredibly picky, and for good reason. She was a witch who came from one of the most powerful families in history. She had to be. But since Caitlyn failed to find the right woman, that meant she was a virgin. And the most sexual experience she ever had was from her very own fingers. Caitlyn wanted so much more, and she was growing more and more desperate.
“I’m so close,” Caitlyn whined.
“Cum for me,” she hears a raspy female voice whisper into her ear.
Caitlyn cries out into her pillow, releasing all over her fingers. She rode them a little while longer before she gave up, her body collapsing onto the bed. When her orgasmic high wore off, all Caitlyn was left with was soaked fingers and a need for more. Caitlyn sighs, sitting up in bed as she looks around her lavish bedroom. She had everything she could ask for and it had been this way for as long as she was born. She was the only daughter of Cassandra and Tobias Kiramman, and the Kirammans were a family who were as ancient as time itself.
Their roots in magic (particularly dark magic) was very deep and it was what helped them to maintain their power. All of the women in the Kiramman line were powerful witches who had the whole world in their palms. Caitlyn was the next in line and she showed great power and promise. But Caitlyn was afraid of failure. She was afraid that she wouldn't rise up to the ranks that her mother and her many ancestors before her. And she was absolutely terrified of being supreme and not being able to experience such human pleasures.
There was so much Caitlyn wanted to do before she officially became supreme and signed her entire life away due to her family name. And one of those things happened to be losing her virginity.
Technically, Caitlyn knew there was nothing wrong with being a virgin her entire life. But… Caitlyn wanted to lose her virginity once and for all. She wanted to have sex - good sex - and know what it felt like beyond all of the porn she secretly consumed. Caitlyn had tried to go out on dates but she was never able to click with any of the women she met. Granted, it was impossible for Caitlyn to get close to any of them because of the fact that she was a witch and it was supposed to be a secret to humans. So that was a major roadblock. Caitlyn even tried to date an actual witch as well but when it was clear she was only interested in Caitlyn for her money and her power, she immediately ended things before things went even further.
Caitlyn knew that the Kiramman name was a gift, but it also felt like a curse that’d leave her alone forever.
She worried that she’d always be alone, bound to her fate by duty and honor alone. She glanced down at herself before deciding to take off her clothes, eager to take a shower. It was getting later into the night and she knew that she had to try and get some sleep before tomorrow. Tomorrow, she had to meet with her mother so they could prepare for Caitlyn’s upcoming initiation to being Supreme.
It was going to be the talk of the town, seeing as Caitlyn was several years behind her initial date. Caitlyn had been hoping to live out her life before she became a Supreme. But that never happened. Caitlyn couldn't push back any longer and she had no choice but to prepare for the role of Supreme. One that she’d keep until the day she died.
After Caitlyn finished with her shower, she wandered around her bedroom in nothing but a bathrobe. She dried her hair with another towel while she walked over to the glass-to-ceiling window, admiring the view outside. It was insane to think that she and her family practically owned this city. But they did, holding more influence and power than anyone else knew. It was why her being Supreme was incredibly important. And Caitlyn knew that she not only had to be as great as her ancestors but she had to be even better.
As Caitlyn began to back away from the window, a book from her shelf fell onto the ground. She jumped, whirling around to see what had happened. “What the…?” she trails off when she sees the book, wondering how it could have fallen. Maybe Caitlyn had been a little too careless, not pushing the book in all the way. It wouldn’t be the first time that happened either.
As she looked, she saw that it had been opened up to one of its pages, and Caitlyn walked towards it. Initially, Caitlyn had been ready to pick up the book and place it back onto the shelf. But then she paused when she realized that it was one of her spell books. Mel Medarda, a friend of hers from another magical family, had given it to her a couple years ago as a cheeky little birthday present. This particular spell book dealt with sex and that alone was enough for Caitlyn to not give it a second thought.
She had tried to do things the old fashioned way… look how that turned out.
“How to summon a succubus,” Caitlyn read aloud. “If you want to have the best sex of your life, a succubus is exactly what you need. To summon one is fairly easy but to get rid of one is incredibly difficult. But you wouldn’t want to once you have your very first night with one.”
Caitlyn had heard about the succubi before. They were female demons who were known for having sex with men and women. Caitlyn never even considered being with one of them before, not with all of the wild stories she heard. But the more Caitlyn thought about it, the more she wondered if it wasn’t such a terrible idea. Maybe losing her virginity to a human or a witch wasn’t such a grand idea. But losing it to a demon? A sex demon, at that? They’d have more than enough experience and Caitlyn wouldn’t have to worry about being left unsatisfied.
“If you want to successfully summon the succubus, here’s what you need to do…,” Caitlyn trails off, reading all of the ingredients.
Caitlyn couldn’t believe that she was even doing all of this in the first place. It was bizarre and insane and definitely not the kind of thing she’d do if she weren’t so desperate. But seeing as Caitlyn was about to be the Supreme and her freedoms were going to be even more limited than ever, she had to do something . Besides, nothing bad ever came from summoning a demon, did it?
Do not answer that question, reader.
All Caitlyn really needed was a bunch of candles and a knife so she could cut her hand. Apparently, summoning a succubus for a fun time required some blood. Not only blood but a spell too. Caitlyn followed every single instruction in the book, circling the candles around her before lighting them. She then used the knife to slice the palm of her hand, sprinkling the blood onto the candles to fuel the flames of passion.
The book’s words, definitely not Caitlyn’s.
And then Caitlyn made sure to grab the book so she could read from the book. She sighs, realizing how crazy this was. She could always turn back before things get too far. Was she really ready for this? Apparently she had to be if she was doing all of this late at night and only in her bathrobe.
“Here goes nothing,” Caitlyn sighs. “I give my body to you, my succubus, every part of me is yours to take. Our souls shall be forever entwined due to the passion we make. Come to me now, so I can be yours and you can be mine. ‘Til death do we part, may our passion be forever divine.”
For a total of twenty seconds, Caitlyn waited for something to happen. To see some sort of sign that the spell had worked. Caitlyn sighs in disappointment, wondering if she had done something wrong. She quickly drops the knife and grabs the book, looking over the page again to see if she had missed an instruction. As she did so, she felt a sudden shift in the air. The hairs on the back of her neck stood straight up and she lowered the book, gasping when she saw a woman now sitting outside the circle of candles.
She had dark pink hair and steel gray eyes, she was muscular and fit, she had a tattoo on her face and a nose piercing with more tattoos down her arms. Caitlyn is not only shocked that there was a woman in her house, but it was the very same woman she had been fantasizing about for weeks now. Her fantasy woman was now sitting right before her, grabbing one of the candles and blowing them out with a smirk.
“You… you’re…,” Caitlyn trails off.
“The woman of your dreams? I know,” she responds.
So this was her succubus. Caitlyn hadn’t done anything wrong. The spell worked, it had just taken a little longer than she had expected.
“But… how can this be?” Caitlyn asked. She wasn’t sure what she had been expecting but this hadn’t been it.
“I can take the form of your deepest desires. Apparently, a goody two shoes like you has a thing for bad girls,” she remarked. “I’m not complaining. This is the hottest I’ve looked in a while.”
“Who are you?” Caitlyn questioned.
“You can call me Vi,” she introduced herself. It was short and mysterious and Caitlyn decided she didn’t need to know much more than that.
Caitlyn swallows hard. “So, Vi... what happens next?”
“Well, we consummate this deal. I think you and I both know that we want it. It’s what you summoned me for, isn’t it?” Vi replied.
“Yes,” Caitlyn nods. “I… I suppose so but…”
“I can smell the desire on you,” she adds.
Caitlyn was feeling very, very horny the more she looked at Vi. It was as though she had stepped right out of her fantasies now. Caitlyn felt an attraction and an instant connection towards Vi, due to the spell.
“You do?” Caitlyn asks.
Vi nods, grabbing Caitlyn’s wrist. Her touch is warm and inviting, and Caitlyn watches as Vi licks the palm of her hand to clean off the blood. A shiver goes down her spine, her eyes darkening as she met Vi’s gaze. Vi was teasing her, knowing exactly what to do to make Caitlyn’s heart rate accelerate. Vi let go of Caitlyn’s hand when she was finished, licking her lower lip to clean off whatever blood remained.
“I can taste it too,” Vi adds.
“Don’t you think we should get to know each other better?” Caitlyn replies, desperately trying to ignore the heat pooling in between her legs. “We should talk for a little while before things get sexual.”
“That’s a first. Fine, what do you want to know?” Vi tilted her head to the side, looking over at Caitlyn.
“As much as you can tell me,” Caitlyn remarked.
If she was going to have wild and crazy sex with her new succubus, Caitlyn wasn’t going to go in blind. She was going to learn everything she needed to about Vi first.