Taking From a Succubus by VLVTwrites (/u/vWrites) [Direction notes: The narrator is a succubus, powerful and condescending. She finds a thief collapsed in her home. She's speaking like she's maybe dealt with this sort of thing before.] --- And who's this on the floor of my living room, hmm? Could you perhaps... be a thief? That *would* explain why there are papers from my lab all over the floor. I wonder if you'll tell me who hired you to take those. Let me make this perfectly clear: depending on how you answer my questions, I may never let you leave this house. Understand? ...I'll take that as a yes. Oh, should I get the familiars off you first? Horrible creatures aren't they? Completely insatiable. Just enough intelligence to fish your cock out of your pants, just enough magic to keep you paralyzed. And those grubby little hands feel so good, don't they? You cum, and you cum, and you cum for them like it's your job. Pretty entertaining for home security, don't you think? Well, it is for me anyway. Hurts, doesn't it? And if you could just move your arms it'd be so easy to stop them. How many hours have you been shooting blanks? I bet you're wondering why in God's name your cock is still hard, even though these little gremlins have been wringing the cum out of it all night. [Affectionately - as if speaking to a pet] Isn't that right my little hard workers, you've been keeping him company for *so* long, haven't you! You just came, didn't you? I can sense it. God, you're so angry! I can sense that too. It's okay, we're gonna get this all sorted out now. Or should I call the rest over and leave you here until you have a heart attack or starve? It's not a bad way to go. [The narrator begins to pick up the papers scattered nearby the hapless thief] You know, if you'd *read* these, maybe you'd have known not to let the familiars touch you. But that's not why you're here. You're not a scientist, you're just a thief. And thieves get fucked by things they don't understand. I'm charmed your employer doesn't seem to understand that either. [To the familiars] Okay guys, that's enough. It's time to hop off our guest. Let's get him moving again. [Softly] I'm gonna leave this one tending to your cock. I hope that's not too much trouble for you. If you answer my questions honestly, I'll let you have a little break! Alright honey, speak up. What's your name? ...Hmm? [Condescending] I know, it's *very* hard to move right now. Let's just try, okay? Erin? Eric. Perfect! Okay, one more: who hired you to steal from me? ... What was that? "No one"? Let me guess, you're just a common thief, trying to put food on the table for your wife and your two cute daughters, right? *That's* why you chose to rob my home. That's why you grabbed *my research notes*, and not, say, jewelry. I don't believe you, Eric. -Sigh- Look, I know you really want to go. You probably think this little monster rubbing on your cock head is the worst thing in the world right now. But you're so out of your depth. See, if I can't find your employer, I'll just have to take out my frustration... on you. Have you heard of Nourishers? They can do everything this little guy does, *and* keep you alive for a hundred years doing it. I've got one with your name on it. Or maybe you wonder what a woman feels when she's caught by a Slaver and dragged underground. Would you like that? Or how about I remove your arms... And your legs... And, since you're not telling me *anything*, your voice... And I use the teensiest bit of magic to make you a wanton whore... And I donate you to a nice mixed-species brothel. Haha! Mmm, you're scared. That's nice, it suits you. I'm sure there's no need to go so far when you'll be a good boy and tell me what I want to know. But I'm done listening for today. You're spending the night in a cage, and you can think about what you've done. You're gonna *love* your roommate. Tomorrow, I'm giving you a nice new cunt right where these sad, empty little balls are. Then we can teach you a little bit about suffering.