Prologue : The summoning
Story by Cephee on SoFurry
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Author’s notes :
This series of stories will be, as title says, an exploration of the many kinks I usually find funny to read. I made a long list of kinks, and started to write some of them when inspiration kicks me.
There will be an order to theses kinks, from the most vanilla to the darkest ones. I don’t have any limit to what I will write, as it’s pure fiction.
There will be fury and anthro, too.
I’m open to suggestions and ideas. Feel free to send me a message.
It’s the very first time I write a story in English. As it’s not my native language, mistakes will be made. Corrections are welcome.
The pentacle was set, the candles were lit, the mandragore root was placed, everything was ready. He took the demonology book and started to read the incantation. Candles' flames trembled, seems to die, but suddenly went so strong it was painful to simply stare at them. After some minutes of reciting, and a very long wait, flames went down, then died, plunging the whole room in obscurity. He let himself calm down, then got up to lit the light.
The crude, cold light of the fluorescent tubes revealed a nude, woman-looking creature, with strange bat-like wings and a thin tail with a spade-form end. A succubus.
It took him some efforts to restrain his joy to explode, but he knew he succeeded. After all theses years trying to summon a creature like her, he finally accomplished his dream.
The succubus was presently shocked to unconsciousness. The summoning was challenging for demons, and even more when the summoner was a beginner like him. He took some times to admire her nude forms. Her fetal position kept many details for imagination, but he guessed B-cup breasts, medium sized butt, small amount of fat. Her breath was fast and difficult, like she needed fresh air after a long apnea. Sat cross-legged on the ground, patiently waiting, he observed her. It took several dozens of minutes for her to calm down and breath calmly, and a couple of hours to emerge to consciousness. She opened her dark eyes, gazing at nothing before staring at him, and pronounce her firsts words.
Who are you ? She asked.
Your summoner, he answered.
She slowly got up, revealing her whole feminine form. And she was truly the definition of feminine.
So… I suppose I have to call you “Master", she said with a disdain emphasis on the last word.
Call me how you want, it's not important.
So mortal, tell me why.
“Mortal" will be fine.
He got up and started to walk, approaching her step by step, but never entering inside the pentacle.
I summoned you to enlighten my sad and boring life, he said.
Do I understand you summoned me to enlighten your boring sexual life ?
Clever girl.
She sighted loudly. Mortals are too easy to read, she pitifully thought. A quick glance told her his pentacle was crude, but strong. She was stucked inside.
Can you release me ?
Not before we make a pact.
And if I don't want it ?
I'll let you inside of this prison for the rest of my life.
Judging by his apparent age, it could be a long long time before she'll be freed, and patience wasn't her force.
Fine. What do you want ? She said, resigned,
You'll be my sexual partner for the rest of my life.
And what do you offer in exchange ?
My soul.
How simple. He doesn't even know what selling his soul means, she thought. Using her devil powers, she summoned a parchment and wrote the terms of the pact.
- I need a drop of your blood in the bottom of the contract, she said while putting the parchment on the pentacle's frontier.
Without any hesitation, he bit his right index and let his blood fall on the contract. The parchment burnt in flames and the pentacle disappeared in dust.
Stepping outside of the remnant of the circle, she stared on his eyes lustily, then fell on his arms.
- So, Mortal, how do you want to start it ?