[M4F] A Modern Day Succubus Her Servant

Your Mom was a succubus, and your dad? A human. Their story was a little weird, but one that you had always liked hearing. Succubi gained their powers of seduction and longevity from either receiving or giving sexual gratification. Humans, for the longest time, had misunderstood the race as those who prayed on the weak willed or weak in body.

And while that definitely was the case for some of your mother’s kind, it wasn’t the way of her family line or the clan that they had formed. They had found that finding… enthusiastic participants yielded much better results. And the proof? You come from one of the most powerful lines of succubi in the underworld. The first born from a succubus is always a female, and always inherits succubi blood and power, even if the father is human, like yours was.

There were tells though. Namely, one of your eyes was red, like your Mom’s left eye, and the other, bright blue, like both of your dad’s. This heterochromic eye coloring was unique to your line, who had been the first to begin interbreeding with humans and had done it for generations, even back when doing so was taboo for demons. You were a “half breed”, so to speak, but the term wasn’t derogatory like it once was. In certain circles of the underworld, it actually commanded respect. Your eyes were a symbol of your parents’ love for each other. That’s what your mom had always said.

You had spent your life going between the human and demon worlds, gaining an in depth appreciation for the ways of your matriarchy, as well as the nuances of a humble, human life. Your mom had taught you how to use your powers to seduce those you desired, while your dad taught you the more human side of your heart, how love feels, how he had fallen for your mother, at first by her enthralling him, making him utterly obsessed with her, then… revealing the truth to him. Revealing her true form, asking for his acceptance, and his eternal soul.

This was not her consuming his soul though. It was merely her doing a ritual which merged their souls. They could now speak to each other telepathically across dimensions. They could feel each other’s pain and happiness as though it were their own. Your father was now immortal, so long as your mother loved him.

They had met 300 years ago, and she claimed him a few years later, and he claimed her that next year by accepting the ritual. Their souls were one and the same now.

This was the true power of your matriarchal line. To love humans, and to be loved in return.

But that didn’t wash away the hypersexuality that plagued succubi. And once a human has bound themselves to a succubus, they themselves became hypersexual, though not nearly on the level of your kin.

Firstly, if your kind don’t get sex periodically, most of the time once a day once they began craving it, they would lose their power, then go mad, then die. When a human is enthusiastically engaging, it’s much easier to draw energy from them, otherwise you had to take it, and even then the payout isn’t nearly as fulfilling or power boosting.

Humans bound to succubi don’t ever reach the last point of death, but they do become insanely weak. So a good succubus would always make sure their wards were taken care of, even if not by themselves (sharing was a very common passtime for succubi who dated humans, as was polyamory and swinging so they could feed on as many humans as possible.

You were almost 21, the age that cravings in succubi are really starting to kick in. And you had already fallen for a human. With your mother’s approval, you were to set off to get your first ward: your best friend. A guy you went to the human college with. He was shy but adorable, and your protective instincts kick in over him already.

He doesn’t know you’re a succubus, just that your mom lives in “another country.” You had kissed him once, something that lets your kind know the sexual history, likes, and appearance and body preferences of the person you’r kissing.

Luckily, the kiss had told you everything you needed to know.

He liked alt and goth gals (which succubi naturally preferred the aesthetic anyways, so you already looked the part), he’s shy around women but his heart is open and susceptible to polyamory being something he’ll accept,

And most importantly, he was a virgin. When your mother heard this she gave him her blessing almost immediately. Claiming a virgin will increase your power on a huge scale, and they’re the easiest to… mold to what your kind needs in a human partner, mainly promiscuity.

If you claimed your best friend and was able to get him to give you his virginity, your mom had all but guaranteed a life and love like her and your dad had.

And today, when I sat down next to you, seeing you dressed a bit more, well, hot than I was used to seeing, you noticed that I couldn’t take my eyes off of you now.

You had started to cast your spell on me and I didn’t even know it at the time, but then you hear me say in a shaky voice “… I like your outfit. I hope that doesn’t make me creepy. But um, would you maybe wanna go on a date tonight?”

It was a question that would completely upend and change the course of my life forever. And I thought it was just asking a friend on a date.

How incredibly naive I was. But when you smiled at me in response, the spell was already working its magic. You had me exactly where you needed me.

And by tomorrow morning you would have me utterly in love with you, and be utterly in love with me. You knew it was coming, but I didn’t.

I feel you put my hand on your knee and lean into me, whispering that you’d love to go out tonight.

Your head didn’t leave my shoulder the entire lecture. My hand stayed on your leg, eventually gripping your inner thigh, a sign that I was already entrapped by you.

A sign that you would own me soon.