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Ashley's Tale 01

By: Magicwrtr



Note: This occurs in the same world as Jezebel's Tale but twenty years later. You do not need to read Jezebel's tale first, but you might not understand some things as well as if you had. Especially the magic system, although it should become clearer in future chapters as the powers are used. 

The first three chapters below contain MF with overtones of FF as well. I hope you enjoy it!

Ashley's Tale

Chapter 1 

I look down the barrel of the shaking gun, looking into the wide blood shot eyes of the suspect. We were in a high foot traffic area near central park. I had no idea where my partner was. I started to wonder if my mother isn't right, is this why I put up with all the digging remarks and suspicious looks of my fellow police officers?

It started in the academy. As soon as they found out I wasn't human and would be part of the special task force I was forced to deal with suspicious looks.

The special task force was a mix of humans, and other races. It included mostly Angels or Demons that were cops already and were discovered in the past during the war. We are paired with a human, some idea to foster trusting relationships or some other crap probably. We are simply put there to handle what the normal police can't, usually involving one of the supernatural races.

In a way it is as it's always been, the supernatural police their own. Only now it is done within the human system. That means no more killing crazy ass demons or angels, they get a lawyer now.

Humans as a whole were happy of course, happy that there were no more hospitals, no more worries about deadly diseases. After all an Angel would heal them if they got sick. Or the fact that fires taking many lives and spreading to be large conflagrations are mostly in the past, thanks to both Demons and Angels. 

So in a way it was a better world now, 25 years after my mother along with aunt Jezebel changed the world for good or ill by declaring Angels and Demons were real.

I had wanted to make a difference too. But despite the better shape of the world as a whole...

One on one, where humans had to talk to or relate with a demon, angel or witch during the course of their day? Suspicion, hatred and prejudice ran rampant, mostly from fear. I knew it was natural. We were scary to a human without powers. Knowing that didn't really help me though.

So in some ways, the world was a darker place.

Why I could mesmerize someone, or kill them with a dirty look if the thought crossed my mind. Probably in a multitude of different ways as well, which to be fair was true.

Bullshit! Like a human with a gun, or rocket, or a nuclear weapon for that matter wasn't dangerous? Granted, we couldn't be disarmed, but still, it was frustrating.

Then of course there were the crazies, that were convinced this was the tribulation and we had escaped hell. Not that many, but enough to keep me on my toes. I never knew when I would run into some self professed assassin of evil...

I was worse than an evil witch being in congress with a demon from hell, otherwise known to me as mom and dad. I was the offspring. 

So here I was on my first day on the job, recent graduate of the academy, with a human pointing a gun at my face. I wasn't that worried, I had a charm that stopped bullets. In fact all the police did, the witches made a killing making these charms that replaced the old bullet proof vests. Problem was there were a lot of people around, I needed to be careful or he could kill one, or take a hostage.

I was half succubus and half witch. I did not get overwhelming powers from either side. In fact, I kind of sucked at being a witch, or at least, certain aspects of it. My mother's main weapon was always gravity, I suck at gravity. I don't know if it's my temperament or not, but I can never get the strength right. 

Chances are if I tried, it would either not be strong enough to disarm him and he would go on a killing spree. Or it would be so powerful he would implode to the size of a walnut. Either option was bad.

I had the standard succubus abilities, but no fire. My demon side wasn't that strong. And mesmerizing wouldn't work right now, the guy looked strung out and half insane. Seducing him and pulling his energy was out as well for the same reason. I was deciding if I should use low level lightning to knock him unconscious or just take him with my hands. 

Aunt Jezebel had taught me to fight well, among other things, and that I was good at. Plus I knew I was probably too fast for him to react.

Apparently I was taking too long to decide because for some reason he turned and started running. I rolled my eyes when I saw him head into the park. I didn't even bother to move. I might suck with gravity, but I was a witch, and nature was my domain. I wasn't bad at everything after all. I had trouble with primal forces, like gravity, or building a portal. 

But life? That I was good at.

I closed my eyes and connected to the world around me. I could sense every blade of grass and tree within the park. Most would think that would be overwhelming, but a witch's mind will expand when using power. I was connected to a million different things right now and all of it was crystal clear in my mind.

All the humans in the park were pinpointed by the blades of grass they stepped on, or the bark of the tree they leaned against. Including the crazy one with the gun. I simply waited until he ran close enough to a tree. I commanded the roots to shoot up from the ground, wrap around his legs and hold his arms to his sides. Then I disarmed him.

I opened my eyes and snickered.

That's when I heard my partner Bonnie scream out in frustration, "Ash!"

I turned around and watched as she ran the rest of the way and felt a little guilty. Maybe I had run a little too fast for a human, I hadn't wanted crazy gun guy to get away. Okay, way too fast for a human.

Bonnie was gorgeous, I had seen her in the locker room earlier. She had long raven hair and blue eyes. She was about five foot eight and had a generous set of C cups.

She was three years older than me at twenty six and had been on the force for three years. I had a feeling I was her first rookie break in. I could see her C cups bounce as she ran over with a scowl on her face. 

She hid her attractiveness well though in the professional clothes. In the special unit we do not wear police uniforms, much like detectives. I think she did it on purpose to be professional. Once the work clothes came on she was almost androgynous with her long hair put up, no makeup and clothes that hid most of her curves. 

She had been nice to me most of the day, apparently one of the few people not bothered by super naturals. But now she looked pissed, and I probably deserved it.

Crap. I definitely deserved it.

I said softly, "Sorry, I wasn't thinking. I didn't want to let him get away." God, my voice sounded like a whiney five year old. I shuddered.

She glared. I ignored what that did to my center. I would not be hitting on my partner. No matter how hot she was. I would not hit on my partner. Damn succubus libido. Nope, not hitting on the partner. It was like a mantra to hold back my inner succubus. Stupid slut.

She growled, "Damn it rookie, how many times were you told never to leave your partner. And you do it on the first damn day too."

She sighed in exasperation and continued in a more normal voice. "Look Ashley, you can't ever leave your partner. I don't care if you can fly or run around the world in two seconds, you just can't do it without me. I will let this one go, it is a first day for us both, of sorts. But if you do it again I will report it and you will be done, understand?"

I nodded slowly in answer. I wondered how long I would make it before they kicked me out. I knew she was letting it go because she knew the captain would take almost any reason to drum me out. 

After all witches weren't enforcement, I was the first one, half or not. I don't think he knew how to deal with me. He was grudgingly accepting of the demons and angels, especially since he had unknowingly been friends with a few for years before Angels and Demons came out. 

But a witch? Those beings made the special handcuffs to suppress power, the bullet proof charms, and knockout charms. They built and sold stuff to the government to help deal with super natural criminals. They were nebulous and hidden for the most part. They were also the most powerful of the super naturals, relatively, and it freaked him out.

Witches weren't supposed to be enforcing the law. Not until me anyway. 

Just because I understood why though doesn't mean I excuse it. I hate the fucking prick. But hating your boss is normal, right?

I said, "Umm, he is this way." I pointed into the park.

She lifted her brows in question, "I thought he got away when I found you alone."

I smiled and said with a hint of mirth, "If you ever run from a witch Bonnie, don't pick the woods."

She snickered and I led her to the tree. We got the cuffs on him and patted him down before I returned the roots to the ground. He was out of control and screaming bloody murder as I put the weapon in an evidence baggie. Bonnie kept trying to put him unconscious with a charm. 

Night sticks had been replaced as well with charms to put someone unconscious, but it wasn't working. Something about a better way to subdue a suspect without excessive violence. It was probably right because since it wasn't working, I wanted to kick his ass until he shut up.

I said, "Yeah, I think he is insane, I couldn't get him to go peacefully either. Something about an insane person's mind works differently. I could always knock him out with a light charge of electricity, but that would probably get us sued for brutality."

She shook her head. "This should be fun," she said sarcastically, "Let's get him brought in, or better yet, call a patrol car in since this guy is human anyway, not our focus."

I made the call, and suggested they find some tranquilizers...

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Some first day, I blushed remembering my screw up. It was pretty late. I knew there would be a lot of paperwork in this job, but not that much. 

I got changed into some everyday clothes. The clothes I had for work were nice, but too nice. I pulled up a pair of jeans and threw a pink tank top over my head and looked in the mirror.

I was shorter than mom, just five foot two. I did however have her long light blonde hair and blue eyes. My breasts were an average B size and I tended to let them stay that way, I got hit on enough as it was. At least until they find out I am not human, then they usually find somewhere else they need to be. 

People have told my face is a cross between cute and sexy. This had gotten me a little flak in the academy. In addition to being not human I was cute and petite with a little sexy thrown in. Who would take my authority seriously? Of course that stopped when I swept the class in self defense, after I kicked all their asses they went back to the nasty looks.

I knew I could release pheromones to make my life a little easier, make people inclined to overlook the nonhuman issue all together. The truth is if they couldn't deal with what I was, then I didn't want to know them. 

I am not dating anyone right now, and Sam, my sometimes lover, was off god knows where. I kind of missed him but he was in homeland security, so we never did get together, at least not more than a few days at a time. He was out of town too much.

I knew my succubus was hungry if I was pining for Sam so I went out to feed. Sometimes I went to triple X theatres to feed, sometimes to a tit bar. The truth was though I wasn't up to a sleazy pickup line right now and a club was filled with just as much lust if not more to tell the truth. Not that I wouldn't get a pick up line in a club, just probably not as crude. There was something about women walking around half naked that seemed to make men believe a sleazy crude line would have me spreading my legs. I didn't get it. Not all of them of course, but enough to make it not worth going.

I knew a place with a ladies night on a Monday, so I went over and inside.

It was a slow night, but there were plenty of horny young men out there looking to score. A few women as well seemed to be deciding who to go home with. 

I let my succubus energy loose and hooked into about fifteen people and started to take a little from each. My nipples tightened and my breathing picked up as I fed, I both loved and hated the feeling. 

I hated I didn't have a choice. I was a slave to my nature and needed to feed. That doesn't mean I didn't enjoy the rush or the erotic stirring of my center however. When I took a bit of life energy from each I moved along to the next group.

"Drink?" the bartender asked.

I ordered a screwdriver and started sipping on it. By the time I was done with my drink I felt well fed and desperate for a good fuck. Not because of my need to feed, I was full now, but because of what feeding had done for my libido. 

I put down the drink and left before someone hit on me, knowing what would happen at this point if confronted with temptation.

I love sex of course. I am a succubus, and also a young healthy woman. I just tried to avoid meaningless one night stands. I was mostly successful. Especially being twenty three now I had a better handle on it. I wanted more than cheap tawdry sex with a stranger. 

Some of it was training as well, Aunt Jezebel had gone over all the stupid shit she did and regrets when she was younger. Giving my inner succubus free reign would be a bad idea.

I sighed as I pulled up to my condo high rise. I was tempted to go back out and search for Mr. right now, or even Miss right now, but I had to be up early for my shift. I took the elevator up to my floor. I had a pretty nice place for my salary, mostly because I had family money.

I almost cringed when I ran into Lou getting off the elevator, my neighbor. He was thirty two and six feet tall, a little overweight but not obese. He found out what I was a few weeks ago and has been trying to get me in the sack since. He wants to know what it's like to fuck a succubus. I might have shown him too, if he wasn't so damn creepy about it. He was fairly attractive after all.

He said suggestively, "Hi Ashley, anything I can help you with?"

I almost smiled, that was the most subtle line I heard from him, ever. But I didn't want to encourage him so I kept it in.

I said pleasantly, "No thanks Lou, I'm doing just fine."

I went in to my apartment, drank some wine and felt lonely. I knew I didn't have to be, but I was being picky, maybe too picky? Maybe I was being too stubborn, overcompensating for the succubus inside me? No, I did have my affairs. I loved sex, just refused to be a one night stand. I went to bed frustrated, after an hour or so I managed to sleep.

Chapter 2

I woke up about seven and jumped in the shower. I was still feeling frustrated a bit so I spent some extra time working things out, after all I had that nice hand held showerhead and a place to sit and some time before work. 

Feeling a lot better I got dressed. I dug out the professional looking clothes but wore a nice lacey matching set of black panties and a bra underneath.

I grabbed a bite to eat quick, just eating in the kitchen and took off out the door with a full coffee. I made it in plenty of time for eight and wondered who I would be partnered with today. Could be Bonnie, could be someone else.

That's when I heard my captain's voice call out, "Price, get in here!"

Oh crap, now what. Only my second day, I felt like I was off to the principal's office.

I could feel the annoyance radiating from him as I entered the office. I would need one of his hairs or something to actually read his thoughts, but emotions I could pick up from anyone close by. As long as I wasn't blocking it out that is. It could really get distracting in a crowd.

"Yes Captain?"

He didn't look happy about me being in his office. Perversely that made me feel much better, I figured if I was in trouble he would be radiating satisfaction.

He said without preamble, "Did you hear about last night? Joe Tiernes, a beat cop, was shot last night in the shoulder. His partner got him to a healing center and he is okay."

I looked up in surprise, there hadn't been a cop shot in a long time. Not since the charms were put into use. It didn't make any sense.

He frowned at me, as if what he was going to say was painful, "From what I understand there are very few things that can do that. My choices are limited as we do not normally have access to a witch, we would have to send the bullet to the FBI. I do not want to do that, I want the son of a bitch that shot my officer. I need you to go down to ballistics evidence and see if you can figure it out."

Oh, son of a bitch. He is annoyed because he needs my help, the help he has been trying to stonewall up until this point. Asshole. 

Still, I was curious. 

I just hope it wasn't elven. They still haven't shown themselves to the humans and I didn't want to be the one to do it. Mostly because they would kill my ass. I couldn't imagine a witch would do it either, but what exactly did that leave?

I said, "Yes sir, I'll get right on it."

He said, "Take Linder with you, she is your partner again today."

I nodded and left his office. Bonnie was over at her desk so I went over and filled her in on what the captain told me. We took the elevator and headed down. I looked her over quick. She had on black flats and a grey woman's suit. It looked really bad on her. Sadly it turned me on a little. Seeing the hints of the curvy beautiful woman I knew was hiding under the professional clothes turned me on.

I will not hit on my partner, I will not hit on my partner...

I wondered if she wore sexy lingerie underneath like I did. I know for me it made me feel more feminine and sexy, despite the annoyingly conservative clothes we were required to wear while on the job. The elevator took its sweet time getting us to the second floor.

Or it could have been her scent driving me crazy and the elevator was moving just fine.

Evidence told us the bullet was already being examined for fingerprints or anything else useful in Ballistics by Eddie. I imagine they were trying to see if we had the fire arm used in the database as well. Bonnie and I headed into ballistics, Eddie looked up and smiled.

He said, "Captain called down, said you were on the way. I assume you need to touch it?"

I said, "Doesn't have to be with my fingers, but yes."

He sighed, "Just a sec, need to make sure there are no partials on this thing first, then we need to fill out the paperwork on it."

I groaned. Why did I want a job with all this paperwork again?

He chuckled but said, "You know how it works, only a witch can break evidence procedure and actually touch something, but it needs to be recorded. Otherwise we risk the perp getting off on a technicality."

I agreed and waited for him to get done. Then I filled out the paperwork. To be fair at least it was electronic now, it didn't take that long to fill out. Then I had him drop it in my palm. 

It felt... Wrong. I knew instantly what it was and called up to my captain. 

"This is Price sir. It was a demon curse, no way to mistake it. I felt it as soon as it hit my hand."

Captain said, "Demon curse? Why don't I know about that, what is it?"

I thought about it for a moment, putting my thoughts together. Truth be told, I was relieved by what I found out. If there had been a rogue witch out there the human response would probably have been excessive...

"You probably haven't heard about it because it is rare. As you know sir only some demons are powerful enough to cast fire. Well even less have the power to do a curse, and even then not until they have exceeded a thousand years of life. Whoever did this is very old and dangerous sir."


Ashley's Tale 01



He said, "Can you tell me anything about him?"

I shook my head, then realized of course he couldn't see that. It was this new embedded technology, made him sound like he was in the same room with me.

"Sir, I would need DNA for that, to get in his mind. Hair, blood, skin, something of that nature. I can however use this to find a location for him at least."

He said, "Go ahead Price, do what you need to do. I'll be sending you two, Kendall, Newell and a backup swat team. How long will this take?"

"Just a few minutes, I'll call you back."

He hung up without another word. If I could keep the bullet it would be easier, could use it and track him right down. But since I can't...

I grabbed a small container and dropped some salt in it. Then I added the bullet. It's hard to explain what exactly I do, but in essence I used my power to have the salt absorb the feel of the curse and the metal, then I took the bullet out and handed it back to Eddie.

I closed my eyes and tried to trace back the feeling from the salt to the owner. I couldn't tell exactly where yet, but it seemed as if he was in the warehouse district on the lower-west side of Manhattan. I filled in the captain, and he sent us out.

Terrance Kendall was about thirty six, senior detective on the force. He was five foot eleven, blond hair with grey eyes. Paul Newell his partner was a demon. I wasn't sure how old he was, but not too old, he looked like a high school graduate. Which in demon years could be anywhere from eighteen to five hundred or so.

I myself still looked about eighteen despite my twenty three years. I wasn't sure exactly how my aging would go, since I was only half demon I was betting my lifespan wasn't even close to the expected ten millennia.

Once we were in the right district it didn't take long to narrow down the building he was in. It was a large warehouse with a large dock in the back and exits along the side of the building. We set up swat to watch the sides and the back, we had the front. Right now all we could do was watch and see if he left. I called the captain with the address and we waited.

It didn't take long. Fifteen minutes later he called and said we had a warrant. I wasn't sure about anyone else, but I was pretty nervous. After all, we weren't exactly bullet proof at the moment. At least there was a good chance they had more of those bullets. Of course, as a succubus I could shift my damage away, as long as I wasn't instantly killed by a head or heart shot that is.

I closed my eyes and reached out with my senses. I felt four demons inside, I was sure they knew about us as well. This should be fun...

Paul checked the door. It was unlocked so he opened it up. There was no gunfire so he peeked in and around the corner. He waved us up and we all entered. It seemed to be a small office area, it was a bit dingy. We walked through the reception part and back through the offices, checking doors one by one. 

I could feel the demons in the main warehouse, but we had to make sure there were no humans as well. I could have used my witch powers to find out, but I was sure they would check anyway. It didn't take long to clear the front area and we found the door to the main warehouse area.

Terrance checked the next door and it was locked. I joined him off to the side and touched the handle and the lock clicked open. I felt a surge of deep satisfaction from inside. I had a good idea what that meant so I grabbed Terrance and pulled down while saying, "Get down!"

That's when the first bullets started to crash through the thin wall. We covered our heads as the bullets flew over us. I was a little desperate when I tried to wield gravity, I knew it was a bad idea, but figured it would either be a good shield or do nothing. I opened my witch senses and tried to create a localized high gravity field that would stop the bullets.

Since it wasn't a magic shield like the charms that stopped the bullets directly, but actual physical gravity that would hold the bullets before they continued to move I figured it would probably work.

It did work. At least the bullets stopped entering the room. Problem was, as usual I didn't limit the effects correctly and the wall was missing as well. It and part of the office type ceiling was ripped apart and imploded into the size of a baseball in the center of my gravity effect. The four of us looked at the four demons. They all had surprised looks on their faces.

The other problem was my energy was draining fast. Gravity is fairly cheap if you do it right, but apparently I wasn't. I quickly raised my hand and shot lightning at the four of them then released what I was doing, before it drained me to my death. Three of them were down and out cold. The fourth was not and brought up his gun to fire.

Terrance and Bonnie opened up with their own weapons, one of them shot his arm and he dropped the weapon. He started to shoot fire at us but I nailed him with lightning again knocking him out with that second dose. His skin was smoking a bit even.

We moved in fast and got cuffs on them, the kind that cuts a demon or angel away from their magic. 

Terrance said, "What the hell was that Price."

I blushed. "I need to work on my fine control a bit."

Paul started laughing his ass off at my comment. Asshole.

I actually was a bit worried about that, I didn't really have a good defense against a fire wielding demon, only to go offensive and knock them out before I got hit. Luckily it worked. This time. I either needed to master gravity or find a new approach to defending from fire. Preferably related to something I was good at.

Chapter 3

We turned the demons over to the swat team out back and started searching the warehouse. We found enough cursed bullets for a small army, as well as a number of automatic weapons. We got those in evidence boxes and turned them over to swat as well. It wouldn't have fit in our car, and even with the swat van it took up a lot of space.

We looked around some more but found no clues or indications of any larger plan. We would have to go interview the suspects and hope we could get something. Well, getting a hair sample was simple, but I wasn't sure if that was a good idea. Early on the lawyers, may they all burn in hell fire, sued and argued, making mesmerizing a subject illegal search and seizure and a violation of the Fifth Amendment. 

Specifically their right to remain silent was violated because they were forced to speak. A witch using her power to gain Intel or proof hadn't really been defined in the courts yet, but I would guess mostly because witches were not enforcement. Until me that is.

I was sure the lawyers would go nuts if I did anything like that, and likely the suspect would walk. They, I admitted to myself, kind of had a point.

I was obsessing about the fire thing as well. I was great with living things, and I wondered if I could make my skin fireproof. I had been so focused on finding a way to defeat the fire itself before it got to me, I hadn't thought of this possibility before. If I could get it to work I could just ignore the fire and kick their ass. 

Probably not though, maybe raise the flash point, but really anything will burn with enough heat. The real question was could I make myself somehow raise the combustion point of my skin higher than what a demon could put out. Maybe lower the oxygen around my body or create cold around my body to leech the fires heat? Or some combination of all three?

I would have to test it out. But I didn't really have time to work on it right now. We were going back to the precinct, hopefully they don't lawyer up, but it wouldn't surprise me. One thing I knew, I was very happy those bullets were off the street, I just hoped we got them all.

We stopped for a bite to eat on the way back. Bonnie gave me a subtle thumbs up, while we ate. Apparently she thought I did alright despite ripping apart a wall. I wasn't going to argue, we were all alive after all. I was low on energy again though. I would have to do something about that later. Despite being half witch, I didn't regain life energy, or at least not that much, just from resting.

I really needed to not do stupid crap that took a lot of energy, I felt a little foolish for panicking like that, but we were under a rain of bullets at the time. It was threatening my not dying policy.

I felt him as soon as we pulled into the building. Some individuals I spend a lot of time with tend to show up on my radar easier. Sam was upstairs and I didn't know why, Homeland security part time lover Sam. We went up to interview the suspect, and that's when I found out.

I saw a couple of suits were escorting them out of the interrogation room. I also saw my captain was red in the face. Of course, I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

"What's going on, where are they going?"

My captain glared over at me at waved at Sam.

Sam looked at me and said, "National security, we are taking them to a federal facility."

Shit, he has to be kidding me.

I said, "What for Sam? This ass shot a cop you know." I slapped the demon in the arm.

The captain said growling, "Agent Larson won't say."

I sighed. I subtly put the hair I stole off the demon's shirt in a pocket and moved it to my locket the first chance I got. I could find out later. The precinct was pissed the feds took a guy that shot one of our own, and I wasn't happy with it either. I figured it probably wasn't the best move, but I wanted to know.

We all spent the next few hours filling out paperwork for our arrest, when we didn't even get to keep him. Bonnie suggested we head out for the day and asked if I wanted to grab a drink.

I said, "Sounds good, I need one after today."

We went over to a bar a lot of the cops frequent after hours and ordered a couple of drinks. I reminded myself this was partner bonding, nothing else, and we just chatted for a while. A few of the other guys teased me about today, asking if it was safe to sit by the walls. I laughed with them, it seemed like progress to me, being included in their humor.

I learned Bonnie came from a long line of police tradition in her family back to her great grandfather. I heard a few stories as we had some greasy food for dinner, she was pretty proud of her family. I was proud of mine as well. I just wish they were proud of me.

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I wasn't in the mood to go in anywhere, so I wound up behind the alley of a triple X theatre. I could sense all the lust and life through the metal doors and sent in feeding tendrils with my succubus powers. I fed a little from about twenty people taking just a few minutes. My breasts were tight and my core tingled. I could feel how wet I was between my legs and I softly moaned.

Half in pleasure at the feelings burning through my body, half in frustration.

I needed sex so bad but I went home. I considered calling Sam since he was in town but I was still a little angry from this afternoon. That reminded me of the hair in my locket. I needed to take a look but later. I didn't want to dip into another mind right now, not while I was walking. As I approached my building I felt him, Sam was in the lobby. 

Damn it. I was mad at him but that didn't stop my center from clenching in need. Especially right after a feeding, I was hot and ready, and he was on the approved list, pissed off or not. I opened the door and he looked my way with an apologetic look on his face. 

He was just a few years older than me, twenty six. He was six feet two with black hair and green eyes. The bastard looked so good I wasn't sure if I wanted to yell at him or jump him.

He said, "I'm sorry I took your first bust. It was a big one too. I wish I could tell you about it, but I..." He just kind of trailed off.

I got in his face and declared, "You are an asshole."

He just nodded. 

I wasn't sure what it was about, but to be fair I knew it wasn't his fault. He was just doing his job. I felt his guilt. I also felt his affection, and attraction.

I said softly, "Now that you know," and I stepped into him capturing his lips with mine and melting against his hard body. 

I moaned softly into his mouth when I felt his generous bulge against my abdomen. I was lost to my lust from feeding and my feelings for Sam multiplied it. I was releasing the restraints I kept on myself as I basked in the feeling of his body against mine and the lust radiating off of him.

I broke the kiss and looked up into his eyes with a hungry look and brushed his mind with my succubus power.

He groaned in pleasure and pulled me into the elevator. Hitting my floor quickly he pushed me up against the wall and claimed my mouth with a hard kiss. When he started to kiss my neck I tilted my head invitingly giving him more room. I softly purred in pleasure into his ears as he ground up against my body.

When the elevator dinged he pulled himself away and we moved to my apartment. We barely got the door closed when I felt him pulling my shirt up. My already tight nipples swelled further as he unsnapped my bra and the air hit them. Our kisses grew hungrier as we slowly stripped, stopping the kiss just long enough to shed one more garment. 

He picked me up and pushed me against the wall right next to the door and I wrapped my legs around his torso. His hard length teased my swollen, opening, and moist labia. I gasped in pleasure as he bent his head down and took my nipple into his warm mouth, teasingly running his tongue in circles around my areola.

I wrapped my arm around his neck and ground down against his length, teasing his sensitive tip with my hot and moist center.

I heard him moan into my breast when I begged, "Sam, please put it in me, I need to feel you inside. Ravage me, fuck me, please."

I knew we would eventually make it to the bedroom, but right now we were both over the edge and needed raw animal relief. I gasped in pleasure as I felt his hard cock impale me, my back pushed hard against the wall.

I surrendered my body to him and ground back against him, wanting it harder and faster. He didn't disappoint me as I felt his lust and pleasure rise as he started drilling into me hard and fast against the wall. It didn't take me long. I had been ready for this the last two days. I felt the tightness in my core coil and then explode.

"Oh Sam yes! Don't stop!"

All the frustration of the last few days came to an end as I was transported into bliss. I felt him keep fucking me as my wet warm walls squeezed hard, milking his manhood with every full stroke as he took me. I was mewling in pleasure as I worked my core muscles in my bliss. I was desperate to feel him explode within me. 

I am a succubus who knows how to give pleasure with my body. Despite being in the midst of my mind blowing orgasm my body responded to my wishes. My pussy played a symphony of pleasure on his hard cock. Even without me using power he couldn't last through the assault of pleasure I launched with my body to claim his seed.

He panted the words out one at a time, "Ash, I'm cumming!"

I gasped in wanton pleasure as his hard length swelled within me, stretching my tightened walls and throwing my orgasm to a new height. I felt him empty himself within me as he stroked between my silken lips one last time and buried himself deeply as hard as he could. I skimmed his life force to enhance the pleasure of his orgasm but didn't take much at all.

After all, he would need a lot more energy. I smiled down at him and kissed him softly, we were just getting started.

We kissed languidly, my back still pushed up against the wall. He slowly slipped out and set me down on my feet. I felt pleasant tingles throughout my body.

"Something to drink?" I asked with a soft intimate voice as he held me close. I could feel his contentment as he was sated, for now at least. I also felt his deep affection, could tell he wanted me for me, not just the pleasure I could bring. It made it so easy to give myself to him. No guilt at all for giving into the needs of my body and the needs of my nature.

Maybe it was strange to be a succubus that craved romance and not just the next meal along with hot sex, but that is who I am. Problem was though I couldn't really be limited to one partner. It wasn't in my nature. Right now I kind of was, but that was only because I was being picky and fighting it. I wondered how I could settle these conflicting emotions in me.

How can I have a relationship that is more, one like I wanted and just about had with Sam, but need more than one person at the same time? I knew my mom managed it with Aunt Jezebel with a group love thing, but I didn't see Sam wanting to share. As I stared up into his eyes I wondered if I was doomed to hurt people. 

Hurt them either by straying from the one who loves me, or going for one night stands, which will lead to me sleeping with someone else's love at one time or another. By definition, with one night stands I wouldn't be able to be sure of someone's relationship status. Even men of strong will and devotion would have trouble saying no to a succubus in heat.

I shook off my dark thoughts as Sam answered my question.

Sam said while caressing my cheek, "I'd love one."

I winked at him and walked toward the kitchen, just leaving the clothes on the floor. I savored the stare I felt, I always felt so sexy under his gaze. I grabbed a couple of beers out of the fridge and walked back. I drank both beer and wine, but I know Sam doesn't care for the latter so beer it was. I handed him a bottle and we sat on the couch. He put his arm around me and I leaned up against him.

"So how long are you in town this time?"

He replied thoughtfully, "I think for a while."

"Big case then is it?"

He just looked at me, oops.

"Not looking for specifics, I know you can't tell me."

He gave me a quick kiss and said sheepishly, "Yes, very big. I can't talk about it, at all."

We both knew I could take it, the knowledge. I knew Sam very well and something with DNA or not I could dip into his mind and look around. Even more easily when we were intimately in each other's arms, in fact I had to block myself from reading his mind. Even without trying, when we were touching, I would be able to hear his current thoughts.

That is something I would never do though, his trust is too important to me to betray. Although it was probably bad enough I had that hair to look at later. I had planned to do it tonight but that wasn't going to happen now.

I could feel his lust returning as we talked, his eyes straying to my tight little body. I reveled in his lust and feelings of intimacy. I smiled and looked deeply into his eyes as I first turned my body straddling him and kissed him with passion as I felt him grow against my center. I then slid my body down until I was kneeling between his legs. I wondered if we would ever make it to the bed when I took him into my mouth while staring up at him. My eyes were artfully innocent as I started to pleasure him.

My core tightened as I felt every sensation I gave him through both the succubus link and my witch powers. I may have blocked his thoughts but I loved feeling his emotions. I made love to his cock and worshipped it with my lips, tongue and throat, slowly rising to my height as he did. The more I pleasured him the hotter and more wanton I became as I gave myself for his pleasure. 

I did something for him I don't do for most people, even the ones who know what I am. In my lust I shape shifted my tits to size D cups. I wrapped them around his eight inch length and stroked him slowly and sensuously, spitting on his cock for lubrication so he slid easily between them. I twirled my tongue around his head and suckled lightly on the tip each time it poked out between my now lush and generous cleavage.




Ashley's Tale 01



It was so hot to me, watching his manhood disappear between my full breasts. He started to arch his back and rock his hips, pushing up between my breasts as I held them together for him. It was making me so wet, when my pussy clenched I could feel some of my nectar run down my thighs.

I said sultrily, panting myself between the stimulation to my orbs and the pleasure I could feel in his mind, "Oh god Sam, your cock looks so good sliding between my tits. You like fucking my tits?"

He didn't answer in words but he stared at me intensely as his cock jumped against my soft globes and I felt a rush of animal lust and pleasure from him.

As he came close to bliss I took him back into my mouth, I wanted to taste him as he exploded in me. I relaxed my throat to take him all the way down in one smooth downward bob of my head. Then I worked my throat muscles while extending my tongue a few inches. I wrapped the wet warmth of my elongated tongue around his cock and started milking it while my throat milked and hummed along the rest of his length. 

My center coiled and exploded as he thrust up into my face. I pinched and twisted my erect nipples as I tasted his delicious seed on the back of my tongue. I moaned in wanton pleasure around his cock as he filled my throat. I swallowed it down greedily while vibrating my throat with a hum. My thighs became wet with my orgasmic nectar mixed with his seed from earlier as I followed him into rapturous bliss.

After coming down I slowly and sensuously cleaned his length with my tongue. I cleaned myself with a wet towel from the bathroom. We sat some more and talked while we finished our beers.

I asked, "Do you want another one?"

He gave me a sexy look that made me freeze and hold my breath in anticipation. Then he reached for me.

I giggled when he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. He carried me to my bed. I guess that we would indeed make it to the bedroom. I stopped thinking all together when he threw me down on the mattress and I felt his head dive between my legs. I moaned softly at the feel of his tongue and arched my back as I stroked my fingers through his hair. I smiled knowing it would be a long night. We were just getting started...

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Ashley's Tale 02



NOTE: This next section continues Ashley's story. As you know if you read my stories, I tend to write everything in the Sci-Fi category because that is the genre I am writing in. In this story you can expect to see MF and FF and most likely MFF, although, not all in every post. If you read part one you can tell I am focusing a lot more on the story this time, I hope that is something you like. 

Hope you enjoy part 2/chapters 4-6. Any feedback would be appreciated as this is a new style I am trying. (Less sex and more plot, plus a little more suburban fantasy.) 

Chapter 4

I got up early the next day, after just a couple of hours sleep. I burned a little life energy to rejuvenate my body. Sam had left about three in the morning and it was just six now. I wanted to read the demon, and it didn't seem like I was going to find the time today, unless I made it. I stretched feeling pleasantly sore, still sated from Sam and my late night activities.

I knew I shouldn't be doing it, it was a federal matter now, but the curiosity was getting to me. I held my locket in my right hand and reached out with my mind. I saw right away that he had been enduring some enhanced interrogation techniques. He was also proud of the fact he hasn't broken. I sighed in exasperation, why didn't they just ask for help? A little while with a witch... 

I snorted, be like a guy asking for directions, not going to happen. 

I dismissed the thought and dove back into his mind. I dug a bit and found out he didn't know very much at all. Just that he had orders to gather information for someone else. He was hired to gather Intel about the changes in our world the last twenty years. Now that we had a treaty with the Angelic dimension. 

He was also ordered to test the effectiveness of cursed bullets against a Witch's protection spells. It seemed strange to me that he needed so much ammo for a simple test. I dug around a bit more and saw he was exceeding orders, getting greedy since the test was successful and planned to sell all those bullets to some very bad people.

Luckily, we got him before that happened.

He also didn't have a name for the guy he was working for. Just that his boss was so old he scared the crap out of him. I shook my head. The guy was a spy living in the dark, just a tool. The only clue was he had a cell phone number in his head for the boss. I bit my lip in thought, homeland knew none of this. Not that a phone number was a whole lot, but it was more than they had. 

I spent about an hour searching his mind but got nothing else useful, and found out whole lot I really didn't want to know. 

Should I call Sam and let him know? I was afraid he would turn on me if he found out what I did. I would have to think on it a while. I also needed to decide if I should tell my captain, but that would probably get me thrown in jail. 

I took a long shower, to relax, and got ready for work. I stopped to get coffee on the way to the precinct out of pure habit. I was still wide awake from the life energy I used this morning. I was also in a good mood still, from last night with Sam. I should have known it was too good to last.

I smiled at Bonnie as I sat down, "Morning!"

She raised an eyebrow at me, "Someone got lucky last night."

My smile faltered as I felt a surge of jealousy. That can't be right.

They she continued, deflating my mood, "Captain wants to see you."

I headed to the Captain's office, he told me to close the door. Three days, three times in the Captain's office, that can't be a good sign. 

I said cautiously, "You wanted to see me sir?"

He said gruffly, "Yes Price, got a request here for your assistance. You need to report to the academy this morning, just for an hour or so, then go do your real job. Take Linder with you, she is your partner again today."

What the hell was that about? Go back to the academy? 

I asked, "Can I ask who requested me sir?"

He said, "Sanders, now get out of here."

Sanders? I wondered what Billy wanted with me, he was the martial arts instructor. Probably the only instructor that actually liked me at the academy when I was there. I guess I would find out. I left the office and filled in Bonnie on what was going on. When I turned and we started for the elevator I felt a surge of lust and need from my partner, mixed in with that earlier jealousy.

I was trying to be good, determined not to hit on my partner, despite my growing attraction. It was going to be ten times harder if she was returning my feelings of attraction. Crap. I wasn't sure that I could say no if she hit on me. Hell, I wasn't sure I could resist hitting on her if this continued. 

There wasn't exactly a regulation against it, but the last thing I needed was judging looks about how the succubus is fucking her partner. There was just no way to keep something like that a secret, it would get out. I already had enough problems being taken seriously due to my looks and what I was.

We made it across town in fairly good time. Flashing our badges at the entrance we walked straight back to the hand to hand training area. Billy was giving a lesson and nodded to us when we walked in. I guess I would find out what he needed when it happened. I had a good guess, but just listened as he spoke.

Billy said firmly, "Some of you will be partnered with an Angel, or a Demon, join their department, and deal with lawbreakers with powers. Even those of you who are assigned to other areas may one day face a supernatural threat. What you need to know is this. If it comes down to fists, you will lose. Don't even try. Use your knockout charms, and if that fails run away, and call in those that can face that type of threat. For those of you who are paired, if it comes down to a fight, you let your partner handle it, or you use the charm, or if you must, your gun."

"I told you this yesterday, and many of you have the same bored looks on your faces that you had then. Some of you believe, foolishly I might add, that this does not apply to you. Some of you cocky bastards would no doubt die in your first fight. To that end, I have arranged that first fight, here and now, so you don't die of fucking stupidity when you make it to the streets."

I watched as fourteen heads turned to look at Bonnie and I. Most of them had disbelieving stares as they took in my short and petite form. I would have preferred it if I was asked, but far be it for me to object to kicking their asses. In the long run it may save their lives, plus, it sounded like fun.

Of course, this was a big part of the problem, and what led to problems on a personal level between humans and supernatural races. Humans didn't like to feel outclassed. So on some level I wasn't happy about this at all, but I would do it. Even if it made them hate me a little more, at least they would be alive.

I took them on one by one, at first using my witch powers to slow down everything around me, at least by perception. I ramped it up after a while because they kept trying, thinking it was skill on my part, and not just natural advantage. I was a little worried about how Bonnie would see me after this, but it did something I would never have expected. She was turned on by it.

Very turned on, I could sense her wet arousal as I stomped down my opponents. It was distracting, but not enough for my opponents to land a blow, they were just too slow. When the class ended Billy thanked me.

Billy said, "Thanks for coming. Would you mind doing it again, I think it would help if you kicked every class coming through here."

He grinned.

I said dubiously, "I have a choice? I'd be happy to. If it keeps some of them alive it's more than worth a couple of hours of my time."

He grimaced, "Your Captain didn't give you a choice? It was a request for you to come and help. I didn't mean to force it on you."

Just one more reason to hate the bastard I guess, as if I needed another.

I shrugged and said, "I would have come anyway. It was good to see you, until next time?"

I stopped quickly in the bathroom on the way out. To check myself before getting back to my real job, but nothing was out of place, I looked fine. I could still feel the arousal, lust and attraction from Bonnie. It didn't help at all that I not only thought she was hot but liked her as well. I cut her out of my senses. I just couldn't deal with it anymore today. I was starting to get a little wet myself.

I also thought of Sam and felt guilty. Which actually kind of pissed me off. He knows what I am after all. I guess it was because we had never actually talked about it. But he should know, based on what I am that a monogamous relationship was impossible.

I realized I needed to talk to him soon about it. I think I had been putting it off because I didn't want to lose him. Just in case he was a dumbass that didn't realize the obvious. The rest of the day went fairly slowly. The highlight being a domestic disturbance called in by a couple's neighbor. Apparently a human woman wanted to kill her demon lover for being a man slut. 

It was a little funny, at least the demon wasn't violent, just the human woman. When we arrived he was packing, and ignoring his girlfriend who was hitting him with a broom handle. We subdued the woman and sat at the table. The demon refused to press charges, so we waited as he packed, the woman yelling the whole time about him being a two timing cheating bastard.

She actually wanted us to arrest him. I patiently explained that cheating is not against the law. I tried really hard not to laugh, it was hard not too. Bonnie kept giving me these looks that clearly said, 'Can't we knock her out with a spell?' That wasn't really helping.

I sighed. It was so familiar an issue and one that fit my life almost too well. I knew I would be lucky to find a human that could deal with their partner needing multiple partners. They just weren't wired that way though, for the most part. I caught myself wishing Bonnie and Sam were two that could deal with it, but I squashed that line of thought rather quickly.

To my relief, and disappointment, Bonnie did not hit on me or ask me out. By the end of the day I was drained, and I needed advice. Not to mention sustenance.

Chapter 5

I wound up going to Tony's strip club, I was just hoping I didn't run into mom there, I really didn't want to see her stripping. Ever. My mind might explode. It was fairly safe though, she only does it every once in a while. Tony was a close family friend who I had considered an uncle since I learned to talk.

"Hey Tony," I said with a wink when I sat at the bar. "Beer on tap please."

He winked back and said, "Sure thing sexy."

I sent out lines of succubus power, topping off from the customers. I ignored the questioning glances sent my way that seemed to ask if I would be half naked and dancing soon. Of course, there was nothing wrong with being a dancer. It just seemed counterintuitive to me, if I was going to avoid casual sex. Which brought me to half the reason I was here.

I told Tony about Sam, then about Bonnie. I wanted advice on how to handle these things. I felt stuck between my nature and not wanting to hurt the people I cared for. I was wondering if it was actually possible to accomplish. 

Tony didn't say anything for a while, looking thoughtful.

He said, "You seem more sensitive than most of the succubae I know. Perhaps it is because you are half Witch, even Human. Jezebel was sensitive like you to a certain extent, but she enjoyed a lot more casual relationships until she met your mother, and they even carried on after that. You must find what works for you. It is a balance between the two though.

"I would never suggest this usually, but for you I would go with honesty."

He shuddered, as if horrified at what he said.

I snickered and he grinned and winked.

He shrugged, "If you don't want to hurt someone just be upfront, explain it. Even if you will fall in love with them in the future, explain that it can never be exclusive. Tell them you aren't a slut that fucks anything that moves or comes along, but you need more than one intimate relationship in your life. Tell them that it won't be casual, and your heart will be involved with the others you are with. Then if they go for it, it is their fault if they can't take it and get hurt.

"The thing that seems important to you is that you don't hurt them, so make sure if they get hurt it is their fault. I doubt Sam is stupid, not knowing your nature. But some human men are arrogant, thinking that they and only they would be enough to satisfy one of your kind. You should make sure he knows."

I thought about what he said, and it sounded easy enough, except I knew it wouldn't be. The beginning of a relationship was fragile, telling someone they will never be enough sounds like a bad start. Even if in my case, it was total truth. I am a succubus, one would never be enough, even two doesn't seem plausible. I might be with only one right now, but it isn't easy. 

It would be so much easier if I could just be as casual as Jezebel about sex, or hell, even my mother was much more promiscuous than I am. No judgment on the lifestyle, but my Human, or Witch side, hates that idea. Multiple relationships sounds like a good compromise between my halves, but hell, a one on one relationship was hard enough at times, at least for me. I truly envied my parents sometimes, all four of them. They had almost fallen into it.

But Tony was right. I needed to call Sam and talk to him about it. I pulled out my phone and sent a text, asking if he could stop by later. I also needed to tell him about his prisoner, I was afraid that if I didn't, something bad would happen that otherwise would have been stopped. I just hoped he wouldn't take it badly. He could get downright assholish about secrets. 

He paged back he would be there in a couple of hours, so I stayed for another beer and talked to Tony for a while, when he was free. I hoped Sam would take it well, because I was really hot from feeding, I could use another good night of sex...

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Two hours my ass. It was closer to four when he knocked on my door at eleven thirty. I took a deep breath to relax. This would be hard enough without being pissed off. When I opened the door he pulled me into a kiss, devouring my lips without even saying hello. My first thought was that telling him could come after, but I pushed him back a bit.

"We need to talk a minute Sam. If you still want me when I am done talking we can go there."

He looked at me questioningly and searched my eyes. Then slowly nodded and we made our way over to the couch.

I went through the personal stuff first. How I didn't do one night stands, but the only other option for a succubus would be a multiple person relationship. He didn't look happy about that at all. Part of me felt guilty for not saying something a long time ago, instead of waiting until I had found someone else I was mutually attracted with. 

Even if nothing had happened yet with Bonnie, I wasn't sure how long that would last. On the other hand, he never said anything to me either. Just came and had a good time with me whenever he was in town. We had never defined a relationship, either of us. But it was... Implied.

He said frowning, "I knew you were a succubus, but you were half and I didn't think..." He just trailed off. 

I wondered if that meant he was thinking about it, or if he was just really pissed off and deciding whether or not to dump me. Fuck. And I thought that would have been the less destructive news. Although he didn't say anything, I could feel his anger, and even a tinge of disgust.

I hated how it made me feel small. It's who I am damn it. Shit. I decided I needed to tell him the rest of it, about his prisoner, and the lead I got from his mind...

I said softly, "Sam, there is more, although this is more of a professional thing..."

I sighed, and told him how angry I was the other day when he took my suspect. I came clean about taking the hair, and told him about the phone number I had discovered in his mind. All about how he was a spy but that he didn't know for who, or even who that person worked for ultimately. That the bullet was to test our defenses, and the selling part was all him and not part of the lead's purpose.

When he turned red with anger I felt insulted. It was clear to me, that going to fuck someone else meant a lot less to him then his precious secrets. 

Asshat.

He finally burst out, "Damn it Ash! You know I should arrest you right? Interfering with a top secret investigation. What the hell were you thinking!?"

I was beyond pissed, I help him out and he is incensed. Plus I was feeling insecure, his job obviously coming first, even emotionally. 

"Get the hell out, or fucking arrest me. Either way you're welcome for the lead. It's not like I found out any government secrets, I found out what the bad guy was doing. Just leave."

He sat there so long staring at me I flinched when he suddenly moved off the couch and headed for the door. I was drowning in his anger and disgust. I couldn't believe this was my Sam. I should have told him, a long time ago.

Now I was hurt, sexually frustrated, and pissed off. I popped open my freezer and ate a whole half gallon of ice cream before heading to bed alone. The good thing about binge eating for emotional issues in my case, I could always shift away any weight gain.

As I ate the ice cream I pondered that I had pretty much side swiped him. He was stupid apparently, and thought he would be enough. Maybe he got madder about the job, because the other had him in emotional shock and he was still processing. I doubted it, but I suppose I owed him a few days to get over it.

I wondered if I should just give up on Humans altogether, stick with the supernatural. At least they understood without a map. I knew one thing, if I even had a chance to be with Bonnie I would tell her before I spread my legs. No matter how horny or tempted I was. Times like these were the hardest, no one in my life. The temptation to just go out and fuck was almost overwhelming. I mean there was no one to hurt at this point if I turned into a raging slut right? Yeah, not that easy.

When my neighbor Lou came to mind for pure physical relief, I knew I was losing it. I had thought about pleasuring myself, but without a partner, someone to connect with, my succubus would not be satisfied. It may have tickled my Witch side, but ultimately could make things worse. I reached for my Witch magic, using it to push me into a deep sleep. I knew I would have tossed and turned for hours otherwise.

Chapter 6

I woke up and decided things weren't so bad. I didn't have a lover anymore, but I also wasn't in jail. Maybe what I did would help, I just hoped it didn't come back and bite me in the ass. I ate some breakfast and got ready for work. I put on the conservative clothes, and hated it. Damn, only day four on the job and I was already tired of the outfits I had to wear.

I wanted something a little, racier. I may not have been into one night stands, but I still liked to be looked at, it fed my succubus side. Not really vanity, just an inner instinct and need to be attractive to the people around me. One of the few instincts my Human/Witch side didn't really mind at all. Okay, so it was a little vain on my Witch side, so not the point. But I put on the dowdy professional crap and headed out the door.

When I got in the office I was once again directed to the Captain's office. Great, welcome to Thursday. That would be four for four. Four days, four times in the office. When I got there my stomach dropped. Maybe I would be paying for my good deed after all. Sam was in there and he didn't look happy. I knocked and went in, closing the door and just waited.




Ashley's Tale 02



Sam was all business, he looked like he had sucked on a lemon for a few years actually.

My inner succubus however wanted to mesmerize and fuck his brains out. Luckily, stupid inclinations like that were easy to ignore. Well I wondered if it would bite me in the ass, question answered.

Sam said, "You need to come with me."

I asked, "Am I being arrested?"

Sam scowled, "No."

I said, "Captain, you want me to go with him?"

Captain Dunn said, "You need to, got a call from the chief, who had talked to the mayor. Nothing I can do about it."

Like the asshole would try even if he could. I could sense the glee coming off of the prick, thinking he was getting rid of me.

I asked, eyebrow arched, "Where are we going?"

Sam said shortly, "You'll see when we get there, let's go."

As we walked through the precinct to the elevator Bonnie gave me a concerned look. I waved and shrugged, showing no concern at all. She looked like she wanted to follow but sat down at her desk as the elevator doors closed. Sam didn't say a word. I felt like I was with a government spook, not the man I had feelings for, or had spent so many fun times with. Even his emotions were locked down. All I could get was a tinge of annoyance from him.

We walked to the nearby federal building, just four blocks away. It felt like it took forever to get there. When he brought me through the door we had to stop and pick up a badge for me. When I took it, I noticed it wasn't a temp badge. It actually had my name on it, and my picture with a homeland security logo. What the hell was going on? 

He took me up to the sixth floor and walked me to an office. There was an older man with a smile on his face. He had salt and pepper hair, about fortyish, 6'5". He moved forward and shook my hand, something that showed trust, since I was a Witch. I was sure he knew that.

He said, "You can call me John, welcome to homeland security."

I had to make sure my mouth didn't drop open, then I said, "Excuse me?"

He furrowed his brow and looked at Sam, "Didn't you tell her anything at all?"

Sam just shook his head. Asshole, he was probably trying to make me sweat, not that it worked. Sam's silent treatment did however bother me on a personal level. I hadn't been aware how much I was hoping he would work through his issue.

John blew out a breath then said, "This is a temporary detachment for you, just to help track down the person behind the phone number you identified for us. We are happy to have you here with us, but you will be going back to your normal job soon."

He seemed honest, at least, mostly. I could detect his uneasiness, but not exactly why. My suspicious mind found another reason for Sam not to tell me about it, because I would pick out the falseness a lot easier from him, and he knew that. Chances are though, I am just paranoid. I was almost positive my first thought of him being an asshole was right on.

I hope.

I would just roll with it though. Just glad they aren't putting me in a basement somewhere for sticking my nose in yesterday. Plus, I really wanted to know what this was about, call me curious but this seemed important. I didn't know if it was my Witch senses or wishful thinking, but I wanted to contribute.

He read me in on what they knew so far, or at least, what they were willing to tell me. I listened and didn't learn anything new from what I had pulled from the Demon's mind.

John said, "The number is a dead end for now, it has calls on it from two days ago. But right now the phone seems to be off, battery removed. We are watching for it, hopefully he hasn't switched phones yet. We will call you when we get a hit, do not go back to work. You are on twenty four hour call from right now. We can't have you to busy with something else to respond.

"And since you are not involved in any other cases, there is nothing you can do right now. Go home, hopefully we will get something soon."

I nodded thoughtfully, it made a certain amount of sense, but I would get bored fast. Especially with nothing to do. I could feel Sam's anger as I left. It had built up as John had briefed me. He was not happy at all with my being there.

I went home and ate an early lunch, pulled a book out to read and sighed. It was a long afternoon. I gave up on the book and cleaned. While I was considering going out to feed, my phone started ringing, it was Bonnie.

"Hey Bonnie, what's up?"

She said, "What happened this morning? Everything okay?"

I said, "Sure, I got temporarily detached from the precinct to help work a case, that's all I can really say about it."

Bonnie asked, "You want to meet for dinner?"

No way, too complicated, too dangerous. Very very bad idea! "Yes," I practically whispered it. My traitorous mouth completely ignored my brain.

Bonnie said, "Great, sevenish? Let's go to that steakhouse on forty sixth, that sound ok?"

I said, "Sounds good, I'll see you there."

As soon as we got off the phone I was freaking out. I had expected the cop bar and grill again, not a steakhouse halfway across town. This was a date, no doubt about it. Ignoring the fact it was four hours from now I went into the closet, looking for something to wear. I decided on my black dress, it was sexy but elegant, and was definitely leading as to where I wanted the night to go.

I argued with myself a bit on the wisdom of this. She was my partner. Okay, maybe not at the moment, but shortly she could be again. I would like to blame this lapse of common sense on my succubus. But the truth was, besides the reservations I had about the work relationship, my two sides were in complete agreement.

I finished cleaning up the apartment, and got ready for the night. I put on a little makeup, but I knew I didn't really need it. Just accents. I may have been a succubus but I was still nervous. It comes with the territory. No matter what race a person is. I knew I could pick up just about anyone with minimal effort for a meaningless fuck without batting an eye, but I had chosen relationships over that. Succubus or not, putting my heart out there meant I could be hurt. Very much like I had been last night.

I took a cab to the restaurant, arriving at the steakhouse a couple of minutes after seven. I knew I looked good. I kept drawing looks and I had my inner succubus tied up right now, not putting out anything. I didn't want to affect Bonnie that way, or at least I didn't want to affect her decision that way. If it got to the bedroom I would let the succubus out to play.

As soon as I got out of the cab I sensed her flavor inside the restaurant and walked in. It didn't take me long to make my way over, she already had a table. I almost froze as I took her in. She was gorgeous in a sexy red dress, her raven hair up in a bun. Her blue eyes were piercing when she saw me, a smile lit up her face. She had a long graceful neck and her cleavage was mouth watering, though I only noticed peripherally. My eyes were locked on hers as I finished walking over and took a seat.

"You look great Bonnie, beautiful."

She grinned and said, "You too Ashley. I'm glad you could make it."

I knew she meant it, I could feel it. I grew flush at her approval, me, who lived in the lust from others. It just felt so good from Bonnie. My stomach twisted when I realized I would be having the succubus talk with her, but not yet, later. 

We talked shop for a little while then, getting it out of our systems. She got stuck with another partner today who she really didn't get along with. Eventually though, the conversation steered from work to more personal things.

Bonnie said shyly, "Missed you today," she blushed, "From what I understand, you know exactly why?"

I felt my heart speed up a bit. I didn't feel ready for this conversation at all. Mostly because I knew it would hurt if she changed her mind and ran the other way.

I said, "Yes, and I feel much the same way."

Her answering smile was blinding, I decide what the hell, it would only hurt more later. Part of me thought it was too soon after Sam, but I knew that was bullshit. I had wanted her when I was with Sam. Not as a secret, out in the open.

I said softly, "There is something you need to know before we go forward, wherever this will lead us."

She could see my nervousness. She was a cop after all. 

She replied with furrowed brow, "What's that?"

I took a deep breath and explained my nature. I told her even if we were perfect together. My inner succubus would never be satisfied. I also stressed that it wouldn't be her fault, it was all me and my crazy life. I explained I wasn't into one night stands, and I wanted a viable multiple person relationship.

I continued to explain, "It wouldn't have to be you and I, and then me with someone else. If it is something you would be interested in, it could be you, someone else and I. Meaning no one in the center. Much like my parents, instead of two exclusive relationships it would be one relationship of three or even more. Right now though, I don't have anyone. The last person I was with couldn't deal with it at all."

I cringed. I forgot I hadn't told anyone who my parents were. I was completely distracted by her and our conversation and it slipped out. It was hard growing up as the child whose parents were household names, and taught in grade school. Plus, I wanted to earn where I went in life, I didn't want to ride their coattails. I hoped she would gloss over the parent thing and focus on the rest of the information.

I could feel her surprise at the information, and that she was mulling it over. I almost cried in relief when I didn't feel disgust from her, doubt I could deal with right now. I knew the judgment of others shouldn't bother me so much, the problem was, more often than not I judged myself. I wondered if I would ever be comfortable with my split nature. Of course, to give herself time to think about it she focused on where I didn't want to go.

She asked, "I told you all about my family being cops. Tell me about your parents, how does it work for them?"

I said, "Well its more than just sex, they all love and support each other in everything. As for what they do, and who they are, can you keep a secret? I don't want anyone at the precinct to know."

She just nodded so I said, "My parents' names are Bobby and Sandy. Their other mates are Jezebel and Daniel."

Her eyes widened a bit, so we wound up talking about what they were like in day to day life for a while. I didn't mind that much, I am proud of my parents, despite my mother's annoyance at my chosen field. I just didn't want to use their names to get places.

When dinner was finishing up she said, "I am not sure if I can do the multiple mate thing. But I would like to try. All I can say is I won't get mad at you at all, I just don't know how I will react when it happens. I just hope you won't get mad at me either. Of course, this is all assuming we work on the one to one level."

When we got outside she asked, "Would you like to see my apartment?"

I replied, staring into her eyes, "I'd love to see it."

I may have still had reservations but they paled beside the heat I felt under her gaze. We held hands during the taxi ride back to her apartment. The tension building between us was incredible. I wanted to kiss her badly, and I don't have any hang-ups about being seen kissing someone. But I wanted our first kiss to be private. 

Plus, the tension was still rising, and I wasn't sure if I kissed her in the back of the cab, that I would be able to stop at a kiss.

We made it back to her place and inside her door before we gave in to our need. As the door closed she cupped my face and her lust was as clear on her face as it was on my senses. I tilted my head up as she lowered her face.

Our first kiss was tentative, exploring and oh so sweet. My body melted into hers. I moaned softly into her mouth as we found our rhythm, her soft lips working with mine as we caressed each other's bodies with roaming hands. I released my tight hold on my inner succubus as our kiss grew hungrier. We reluctantly pulled away from each other.

She was so gorgeous. I needed her, on every level of my being. At least my two sides agreed on one thing. She showed me back to her bedroom. We couldn't take our eyes off of each other as we slipped out of our dresses. She was wearing a matching set of red lingerie to my black. I moved in and kissed her hungrily, caressing her soft newly bared skin with my fingertips. Exploring her beautiful body for the first time was pure pleasure. We made our way to the bed and lay next to each other.

I felt her unclasp my bra and slide it off before pushing me onto my back. I gasped as I felt her soft full lips suck my areola into her hot mouth. Her warm wet tongue started flicking my nipple sending sparks of pleasure through my body. I moaned when she lightly nipped with her teeth. Her lust mixing with mine, enhanced by my succubus power, was causing my head to spin in pleasure. I was lost in bliss under her touch as she explored my body with her hand while making love to my tits with her lips, tongue and teeth.

I could feel her hunger, and my need, as she kissed her way down my tight stomach. She was caressing my legs as she lowered herself down my body.

I purred, "Oh Bonnie. That feels amazing."

She promised, "I am just getting started Ash..."

She kissed my skin along my panty line, then teasingly rubbed her face along my center before kissing and sucking on my inner thighs. So close it drove me crazy and I arched my back and pushed my core toward her face, but she moved with me.

She said softly, "I have been dreaming about this," as she slowly pulled down my black panties down my legs.

I heard her moan in pleasure when she smelled my arousal. I felt her kissing around my mound, not touching it yet. I would have done anything in that moment to feel her tongue on my heat, right as I was about to beg her I felt her tongue lightly run along my slit drawing a gasp of pleasure from my slightly open lips. I felt the surge of lust from Bonnie as she tasted my essence before taking a deeper lick. My legs spread wider, encouraging her to continue as I moaned loudly.

I said through panting breaths, "God that feels good, I have been dreaming of it too."

I felt my center start to coil tighter as she licked inside me deeply, but slowly. Every touch of her tongue ran the length of my swollen and ready lips as she tasted my nectar. Her hands felt so damn good against my body as they roamed back up to my B cups to pinch and twist my nipples. I couldn't stop my body from grinding against her face as she licked deep within me, and I knew I was so close to ecstasy. Bonnie taking me there with her every soft touch. 

She sensed I was close and sucked in my protective folds, sliding her tongue between them. The shock of pleasure took my breath as she started flicking my clit with her tongue. I felt two fingers stretch and enter me.

I was overwhelmed with pleasure as I panted the words, "God yes! Finger my pussy hard, lick my clit!"

She kept finger fucking me but stopped with her mouth long enough to say demandingly, "Cum for me Ash, cum now!"

My body trembled with pleasure on her mouth and fingers as she sucked my clit back in and flicked her tongue back and forth over and over. I was overcome by rapture as my center tightened and exploded in pleasure. My orgasmic honey sprayed her mouth and chin, and soaked her fingers as I was raised into rapturous bliss.

When I came down she was licking and kissing around my mound again. When my breathing settled she crawled up my body then lay beside me. She kissed me softly and our body's melted together as I returned her kiss with a passion.

Bonnie said softly, "You taste amazing Ash, I couldn't get enough."

I smiled and winked. "That's what you get for dating a succubus."

My bodily fluids were all aphrodisiacs. Designed to keep a victim coming back for more. Of course translated to my life, that only meant I was never broken up with because of bad sex.

I gave her one more kiss and licked my lips, "My turn Bonnie..."

Bonnie had such a sexy body. I loved touching every part of it with my fingertips and lips as I moved down. I stayed at her firm and generous C cups for a while. Her skin tasted so good and I loved to feel her pleasure and awe as I worshipped her body. After I played with her cleavage and teased around her breasts I unhooked her clasp and freed her full globes. Her nipples hardened further as they met the air and I teasingly kissed and sucked around them, building her anticipation before sucking one into my warm mouth.

I could feel her rise to her height as I gently kneaded her soft breasts, teasing her slowly to orgasm with every touch, kiss, lick and nip. 

Bonnie said, her voice filled with awe, "I'm going to cum, oh god I never have before from my breasts..." The rest of what she was going to say trailed off as she lost her breath.

I felt my succubus connection to her fill with her life energy as she screamed out. I took enough life energy to feed some back, intensifying her orgasm from a mini to a powerful explosion of pleasure in her core. She screamed out my name in pleasure, arching her back to push her breasts up while pulling my head down. I sucked and nibbled on her nipple while twisting and pinching the other with thumb and forefinger. Extending her orgasm with both my ministrations and my power.

Sometimes I hated my nature maybe, but nothing felt more natural than pleasuring a lover into insensibility. I loved it. I started to kiss around the nipples and inside her generous cleavage as she came down slowly from her height.

She said with awe, "My god that was incredible."

With a seductive smile, I stared up into her eyes and I echoed her earlier words throatily, "I am just getting started Bonnie."

I started to kiss my way down her body, mouth watering at the thought of tasting her essence. I couldn't wait to feel her body tremble and quiver on the tip of my tongue. As I slowly slid her panties down, I shape shifted my tongue, making it just a little thicker, and quite a bit longer...

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The night went very well, to say the least. After going down on her we tried many different positions. I fell asleep in her arms, completely contented. It would be premature to say we were in love. But I could feel her tender regard and thoughts about me. Thoughts that I returned, as we fell into a slumber. 



Ashley's Tale 03



Note: Hope you like it so far, this is my third submission on this story, chapters 7-9. 

Chapter 7

It was about nine in the morning on Friday, it felt strange not needing to be anywhere. I realized this would be a good time to increase my defenses, and find a way to deal with fire. I was kind of in limbo waiting for a call, and we were going after an old powerful demon. 

First I considered working on my gravity, but I decided against it. All the fragile stuff around, like my apartment building, dissuaded me.

It wasn't like I never tried, or didn't practice, it is just the primal forces eluded me. I was okay with most of the other stuff, life, transmutation etc...

That got me thinking about the possibilities. Stone was a poor conductor of heat, granted, demon fire was extremely hot. Still it should afford me protection long enough to end the fight, as long as it didn't go on to long. It was just annoying having to come up with a new way. 

I didn't understand why I couldn't do it the normal way. But still, it would be better than nothing, and if I could ever learn to control gravity right, I wouldn't need it in the future.

I threw on some comfortable jeans that made my ass look good. A tight shirt and some shoes finished the ensemble and I headed to the park. I didn't want to have to transmute something in the apartment, and there was all that dirt in the park. I was thinking about using marble, it was an effective insulator. Although it would crack when cooled, no fight would last long enough for that to matter.

It might get hot enough to burn my skin, but I could fix that with shape shifting. If I was turned to ash there would be no coming back from that. When I got to the park I worked on it. Transmuting dirt, or anything available, to stone. I also had to increase my muscle mass to move normally. The hardest part was figuring out the joints, so no fire could get through, but I would still be able to move.

It wouldn't be much protection if I covered myself and could move at all.

Once I had it worked out, I imbued my locket with the spell. I was completely drained from all the practicing. I didn't want to use my personal power for my improvised shielding during a fight. That way I could save that energy for offensive capabilities. 

I needed to feed badly, both kinds. 

I grabbed lunch on the way to Tony's, I needed to feed, but I also wanted to test it out. Tony shooting fire at me made me nervous, but better testing it with him instead of during a fight.

When I got to Tony's I put out feeding tendrils, taking a little from each customer. There weren't many people here this time of day so I spread it out over a couple of hours. One of the main advantages to being both a Witch and Succubus is I could just channel the life energy I skimmed and feed it straight into the locket. 

Once I was back up to strength personally I did exactly that, filling the locket with power to fuel the transmutation spell.

I said grinning impishly, "Hey Tony, want to shoot me with fire?"

When he lifted an eyebrow I explained.

We headed down into his basement. He didn't waste any time, I activated the spell which sheathed my body in marble and then removed my clothes. I imagine I looked silly, naked marble woman, but no reason to lose my clothes for a test. 

Plus, marble looked much sexier than a pile of ash. I let his fire hit me for about fifteen seconds, I could tell the last five he was really trying. The stone was getting very warm and I could feel it burning my skin beneath.

I said quickly, "That's enough!"

When he stopped I removed the stone and fixed my burns. It hurt a bit, but nothing too bad. I smiled up at him and said, "Well, it's not ideal, but fifteen seconds is a long time, for one of our kind of fights anyway."

He replied, "No doubt, but you may want to aim for a little faster. The first few seconds I went easy just in case." He shrugged, "Your mom would have been mad at me if I had to explain any accidents."

I snorted and said while dressing, "Thanks for the concern uncle..."

He grinned at me impudently and said, "Anytime..."

I felt the amulet and there was still plenty of power in it, but I topped it off anyway, since I was already in a tit bar, why not? As Tony headed upstairs I felt a portal opening up. I turned toward it wondering what my mother wanted, but it wasn't her. Cat stepped out. She looked barely eighteen nowadays. 

Cat said, "Hi young one."

I couldn't help it. She looked so cute and young, calling me young one made me laugh. I stopped though when she scowled at me. No one knew how old she actually was, and she was undisputedly leader of the Witches. She was terribly nice, but also scary in a way. I had a feeling she forgot more about magic than anyone else ever knew.

I said, "Hi Cat, what brings you by?"

She sighed, "Sit child, we have some things to talk about."

I bristled at that, but did what she said. I may be rash sometimes but try to avoid stupidity... Mostly.

When the silence got uncomfortable I said, "So..."

Cat said, "I know this will make you angry, but your mother asked me to keep an eye on you, make sure you were okay. She is as well of course."

She was right, I was mad at that. Like I was five and needed a minder, much less minded by the most powerful Witch alive.

Cat waved a hand, "That isn't why I am here, it just led to it. Originally I was never going to tell you, or bother you in any way. But I've been watching you for a while now. I couldn't help but notice the control issues you have with certain of your powers. Do you know what the cause is?"

I shook my head. "Some things I had to study hard before I mastered, some came easily. Primal forces though, no matter how hard I study, or how long I practice, it's just a disaster. Mom always said I just had to work harder at it, but it's not working."

Cat said thoughtfully, "Primal forces are our most powerful abilities, much like demon fire or curses are a demon's most powerful ability. I can tell you that your work ethic, or study, has nothing at all to do with your failure."

I raised my eyes, suddenly hopeful, "What is it then?"

Cat said, "Come with me."

She opened a portal and stepped through, I followed a moment later.

I looked around, we were in the forest next to a small creek, I wondered why she brought me here, but knew she would explain eventually.

She said, "This creek bed is like a witch, the water her power. It flows straight from the source running downstream."

I watched as she sped up the water with magic, it started to go by quickly.

She said, "As you can see, with a strong flow of magic, there is no difference, you can still see the bottom yes? Everything moves smoothly."

I nodded, not sure where she was going with this at all.

Suddenly the ground shook, and a long strip of dirt rose up in the middle of the stream, the length of it running with the now normal slow current again. Essentially making two streams side by side upriver, but coming back together into one stream by where we were standing.

She said softly, "This is you my dear, split in two. Two halves. Witch and Demon. At odds within you, instead of in balance together. You don't see yourself as one being, you see yourself as two, constantly fighting the other."

I sighed. "That is what I am."

She frowned and said, "Watch the stream, how they join back together with ripples. Consider this the strength it would take to grow a tree, or make its roots move. Or really anything you are good at, the lesser powers. There is a ripple where your powers meet, but not so bad it would screw things up."

She then increased the flow of the streams, and where they met was suddenly white foam, cavitations of the water, disturbing where the two streams came together as one again.

She said, "This is you working more powerful magic, this is why your gravity control is so unpredictable. The greater powers turn unpredictable, because of how you are, because of how you see yourself. It has nothing to do with ability, or study, it is all about your perceived duality."

She looked at me sternly and said, "I say perceived because you are one being, not two stuck in one body. You need to bring balance to your sides." The dirt strip in the middle of the river lowered, and the cavitations stopped. 

She continued, "Then you will be able to cast the deeper magic. Yes, gravity is cheap energy wise, but it is a greater magic, messing with the primal natural forces of the universe. Do you understand?"

I said sadly, "Yes, I won't ever be able to use the primal magic. I can't prevent my sides from conflicting, can I?"

She said impatiently, "I wouldn't have bothered to talk to you if it was hopeless. Of course you can bring balance to yourself. It won't be easy, I suggest you start here."

I felt the knowledge settle into my mind, how to meditate and search within.

She said, "Another good start is to stop thinking of yourself as two separate beings. A lot of people have conflicting thoughts. Granted, your succubus' instincts make it a little harder on you, but they are your instincts. 

"You want to go out and feed, have casual sex with whomever you want. You also find that thought disturbing, and want love through multiple relationships. That doesn't mean you are two people though.

"It is okay to resist the instinct to go out and find a stranger to fuck. What is causing you to be out of balance is that you are not accepting the fact that they are your wants and needs. You are the one splitting yourself in half, not accepting what you are. You resent part of what makes you, a part of your whole. 

"It is okay to want both, and just choose one. But you must accept all of who you are. Right now you hate and resent your succubus side, the need to feed and fuck, and it is throwing you out of balance. It is the self judgment, resentment, and hate doing it. Not that you control yourself, it is how you control yourself."

She sighed, "Remember how you felt last night with Bonnie? You were in balance then, able to explore your sexual needs without guilt, since it also satisfied your other needs. That is what you must find. You must be at peace with how you feel, and what you want. 

"Even if you stop yourself from seeking a one night stand out of love or loyalty to others, you need to be okay with feeling it. When you finally do accept yourself as a whole person, I think you will be surprised at the hidden power within you."

I was angry at first, her bringing up something so personal and private to me. But she was right, when I can be with someone that satisfies me emotionally and physically at the same time I am in sync with both sides of myself.

I just didn't see how I could get to a point of feeling that all the time. How could I balance the romantic with the rutting slut? How could I not hate wanting to spread my legs for a stranger? Simply for a nice feed. How do I simply resist it, instead of reviling what was in me, what I truly wanted. 

I guess I believed her enough to try the meditation techniques she gave me. It made a certain amount of sense. 

Cat pulled me in for a hug then said, "Good luck young one. The stone idea is a good one. I hope it keeps you safe until you find your balance."

She opened up a portal. 

I could see my apartment on the other side. I stepped through and the portal closed, Cat remaining behind.

Chapter 8

I was trying the meditation technique Cat gave me. It was, as far as I could tell, not helping. At least I don't have to go to therapy to learn how to love myself. Apparently I can do it all on my own.

I snorted, then tried again. 

I realized this wasn't going to be fast or easy, I have been hating on my succubus half since I hit puberty. Resenting it. Trying to change that to, I love you and you are a part of one whole person, but I am still not going to be a slut, wasn't going to be easy. I felt a little silly too, but if I could manage this I wouldn't only be happier about myself maybe I could do the primal nature Witch spells.

Thank god the phone started ringing. I mean, damn! I really wanted to keep meditating...

"Hello?"

Sam spoke, his voice flat and all business, "We are on, the phone was on for a short while, I doubt he is still there but I am texting you the address, meet me there."

Shit, fucker just hung up on me. I growled.

I went ahead and changed fast and headed out the door to the address, laughing when I got there. Seems the guy we were after likes to visit houses of ill repute. I opened my demonic senses while I waited close by, Sam wasn't there yet. I sensed two other demons, but just two succubae. I had a feeling the only reason they were here was to peddle flesh.

I kind of got it, where they were coming from. It would be a good way to both stay fed and get lots of cock. Perfect for the inner succubus slut. But what about the rest of the equation? It must leave them cold spreading it for just anyone. 

Maybe not though, they don't have a Witch inside them, demanding more from life, like I do. Damn. That wasn't a fair thought either, my aunt Jezebel is one of the most loving people I know.

As a cop I should probably turn this in, but no doubt the feds would want to keep it open to catch the spy master, whoever he was.

Sam finally showed up, his face was stone but I could feel his disgust at having to work with me. I was tempted to kick his ass, if he was that judgmental where the fuck did he get off dating a succubus in the first place. But all I did was remove him from my senses, something I had never thought I would need to do. 

Asshole.

I was tempted to just walk away, I didn't need this crap from him, but I knew that would bite me in the ass. At the very least I would get fired from the force. My face turned to stone as well as I followed him up the walkway.

The madam opened the door, a woman in her later thirties. She warily asked what we wanted.

Sam said neutrally, "Well ma'am, we need to talk to you about one of your customers."

Her eyes narrowed and she said, "I don't know what you're talking about sir."

I snorted, drawing a glare from the woman. I really should learn patience when I am angry.

Sam said, "It's either that or I call in the police, maybe the FBI to go through this house. Or you could answer a few questions and we will just disappear."

Awesome, when a citizen does it, it's called blackmail, for the government it's called an interrogation technique.

Her eyes narrowed when he flashed his badge, but she let us in and back into her office.

She motioned us to sit and said, "What do you want to know?"

Sam asked, "There was a man here a couple of hours ago, would have been using his phone for about thirty minutes?"

She asked curiously, "Has he done something?"

We just stared at her and she sighed.

She said, "Yes, there is a man that comes in every couple of days. Entertains a couple of my girls for hours, then chases them out to make a few business calls. Then he leaves. He was here a few hours ago. Should be back in a day or two I'd imagine, he always is."

Her eyes narrowed, "Is this man a danger to my girls?"

Sam shook his head, "I don't think so ma'am, although telling him someone is looking for him could be dangerous. He might not take it well. If he comes back in just treat him the same is my advice, he hasn't hurt them yet has he?"

She shook her head.

He nodded back and we headed out.

Before he got in his car I wanted to know. What can I say? I was glutton for punishment.

"Sam, you thinking about the other night, working through it, or are we done?"

He muttered, "Not going to talk about it. We'll have this place under surveillance and will call you when he comes back. That should give us enough time, as long as he fucks for a couple of hours before powering the phone on to make his calls. Don't bother calling me, we will call you."

Then the bastard closed the door in my face and pulled away. Ass...

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Bonnie called me as I took the subway home. 

It put me in a much better mood. We made plans for dinner and a movie at my apartment. A quiet night in with her sounded wonderful to me. I was busy in the kitchen putting together the last touches of dinner when the doorbell sounded. Oh hell, I felt Lou out in the hallway with her.

I opened the door to let her in and saw a relieved smile cross her face.

I tried to smile but doubted I pulled it off at all and said, "Hey Bonnie, I see you've met Lou. Sorry to drag her away but dinner is ready, you understand."

She snickered as I pulled her in the apartment and closed the door. The guy was such a creep.

Bonnie pulled me into a long lingering kiss, when she pulled away she smiled, "Thanks for the rescue, your neighbor is... Interesting."

I snorted, "I'm probably too nice to him, but I like this apartment. Don't really want to deal with the hassle of dealing with a bunch of annoying neighbors. At least so far he is the only one bugging me."

I took Bonnie in. She looked very sexy with a short black skirt and a light shirt. She was wearing some comfortable looking open toed shoes with two inch heels. Her raven black hair was lustrous and down tonight, seeming to shine in the afternoon light coming in my window.

Bonnie looked around and said, "I really like it too. It's you."

I replied, "Thanks, make yourself at home. Dinner is ready too. Something to drink?"

We had some wine and enjoyed dinner when she surprised me again. It also finally drove home the fact that she had no problem with what I was.

Cat was right about me, I judged myself too much. No wonder it was suppressing my power. It would be like a violinist hating their strings, and wondering why they weren't a virtuoso. Part of me couldn't believe she was asking, almost like I expected her to keep me, a succubus girlfriend, a secret from her family. Her dirty little secret, but that wasn't what I was, not to her.

Bonnie asked, "I have a family BBQ tomorrow, I'd like you to come and meet my family. I already told them about you, so it won't be a surprise. Trust me. They don't mind the race or the bi thing. They all have demon and angel friends on the force. As for the latter they have all known how I lean for years. So will you come?"

I thought for a moment, not about meeting her family, because I would be fine with that, but about being on call. If there was truly a two hour window, going out to the suburbs on Long Island would not stop me from getting back on time. 

Plus I was sure I could grub a portal from mom in an emergency, but only if I had no choice, I hated asking. Lastly, the madam said he came every couple of days, which meant he shouldn't even be back until Sunday, so it would probably be fine.

I said softly with a smile that reached my eyes this time, "I would love to."

We picked a movie after dinner, an action with romance in it. We may have even seen the first five minutes or so of the film. I started to caress her thigh lightly with my nails, moving up her leg in slow small circles. I smiled at her increased breathing as my hand reached underneath her skirt, getting teasingly close to her core.

When I looked over at her, she was looking directly at me with hunger and lust in her eyes. I turned and straddled her legs, mine wide enough so hers would still spread. I teasingly ran my nails all the way up her inner thigh, grazing her core as our lips met in a passionate kiss. I felt a thrill go through me as I felt the moistness of her panties with my lightly brushing knuckles. 

I moaned deeply into her mouth as the smell of her arousal became apparent, a fire of lust against my succubus's senses. I ran my fingers underneath the edge of her panties, so close but not touching her yet. She whimpered into my mouth at the sensation and I felt her unbutton and unzip my jeans as I caressed her face, hair and neck with my other hand.




Ashley's Tale 03



I pulled her panties over to the side and ran a finger lightly along her labia, collecting the building juices on my fingertip before rubbing a few circles against her clit hood with my now lubricated finger. 

It was my turn to gasp into Bonnie's mouth as I felt her hand dig inside my panties. Her fingers felt so good on me, cupping my mound with her middle finger bent in, slightly parting my swollen wet barrier. I arched my back and spread my legs further in invitation, our kiss growing desperate in our lust.

"Oh Bonnie yes, you feel so good in me," I whispered into her mouth as we both slid a finger into each other, violating the other's aching heat.

I reached for her g-spot with my invading fingertip as I teasingly tapped and brushed her engorged clit with my thumb.

Bonnie whimpered in my mouth, begging, "Harder, finger me harder, god your finger feels so good Ash, harder!"

I slipped a second finger in to join the first and Bonnie followed suit, stretching out my welcoming center with two fingers sent shocks of pleasure through my body. We started to finger each other furiously, rising to our bliss together. Our kiss broke off as we got closer to rapture. Unable to control our muscles well enough to kiss we stared into one another's eyes.

I felt her grab one of my nipples and twist hard with her other hand, sending me off the cliff into bliss. I felt her rising right behind me as I pushed down hard on her button with my thumb, while sawing my hand into her, brushing her g-spot with every thrust of my curled fingers. I could feel my hot core exploding, my walls undulating and trying to milk her fingers as I felt her heat trying to milk mine.

We stared deeply into one another's eyes as our bodies trembled, bucked and quivered against each other. Neither of us so much as breathed, as we shook together in our blissful pleasure.

I extended our orgasms using my succubus abilities, as I took just a little bit of her life force, feeding the pleasure between us. 

As we slowly came back down to earth we kissed hungrily, our sexual appetites purring but ready for more. We got off the couch and made our way to my bedroom. We were stopping often to kiss, caress, and grope each other as we shed our clothes leaving a trail on the floor.

I grew hotter as she took charge, pushing me down on the bed before mounting my face. Her cute sexy ass and sweet beautiful core lowered toward my tongue, and I moaned at my first taste of her. 

I arched my back as I felt her teasing hot breath against my swollen lips and hardened clit, my body begging for the touch of her tongue. I felt shots of pleasure from my nipples as her stomach grazed them and her tongue felt like a lightning strike when she flicked my clit.

I licked deep inside her heat and sucked her folds in my mouth, claiming her tasty nectar. I was connected to her with my abilities, so knew exactly how hard, how soft, and where to lick her, to drive her crazy with lust and pleasure. 

I knew how to please without powers of course, knowing what a woman needs. But every woman is different, and my powers made it easy to adjust perfectly to her sensitivities. 

I made love to her heating core and sweet puckered star with tongue, lips, teeth and fingers. Getting hotter at every quiver, tremble, moan, gasp or whimper that I pulled from her sweet full lips. Her body was sexy and responsive to my every touch, and it made me hot pleasuring her.

She rose slowly to my ministrations as I caressed her body with fingertips. I reached up and twisted her nipples as I sucked in and bit her clit, sending her off into intense bliss. I drank her spraying honey and swallowed it down eagerly as she ground her quivering heat into my face. Between feeling the rush of her orgasm and her talented tongue and fingers, I exploded in rapture shortly after.

"Bonnie! Right there, don't stop!"

I arched my back and felt my core quiver and tremble beneath her tongue as my nectar drenched my thighs along with her tongue, mouth, and face.

After we recovered, Bonnie turned her head and asked sultrily, "Do you have toys?"

I grinned back, what a silly question. When she moved off me I kissed her softly then slid of the bed, getting my rather large toy box out of the closet. I am a succubus after all...

Chapter 9

I grinned as I thought of last night. Bonnie and I were quite insatiable until the early morning hours when we drifted off spooning together. Not to mention early this morning. I sighed, despite my fears I knew I was falling for Bonnie, I knew no one was perfect, but I was having problems finding any lack in her at all. The pessimist in me said it was just the new relationship honeymoon phase.

I didn't want to believe it though.

We had woken up around eight. She had left around nine. I was meeting her at the train at eleven so I was trying to get everything I needed to done. 

I was in the bath mulling over things, knowing I should probably try to meditate, but I put it off until later. Sam was a problem, I had thought about it, and knew it was partially my fault for not spelling out the obvious. 

But the way he had been treating me was unacceptable, and it hurt. I decided that even if we were on the outs, the way he was acting so dickishly lately had pretty much made my decision for me.

I had to be done with Sam, it hurt too much to try when he obviously hated me now. I sensed his attraction still, but that was probably just the succubus thing. Meaning he would miss the sex but that was all. He wouldn't even tell me yesterday what was going on with him as far as us, or anything else. 

Anger or hurt I could understand, but the disgust was a game changer, if he truly felt that way we were done. I didn't hate him though, I kind of even understood, it is not something easy to accept. 

I had Bonnie and she was turning my life upside down. It shouldn't be hard to control my instincts, at least for a while. I would just keep my eyes open for another, and hope Bonnie would be okay with an addition. 

I closed my eyes and held my breath, dipping down into the steamy water. It felt good on my pleasantly sore muscles. I tried to convince myself that one day I could have what my parents did, I had my doubts though. 

I got up, using my magic to dry as I stepped out. I'd never get my hair done on time otherwise. I brushed it out then put on a pair of jean shorts and a red tube top that showed a little stomach but covered my tits well. I also wore casual opened toed shoes. It felt too casual to meet her family, but it was a barbeque and she told me to dress for one, very casual.

I smiled when I saw Bonnie. She was wearing jean shorts and a white tank top. Damn she looked good, I gave her a small kiss and we got going. The train ride took about thirty minutes, her older brother Mike picked us up at the train station. He was about thirty and the male version of Bonnie. Serious with a sick sense of humor peaking out on occasion.

I was nervous when we pulled up to the house. Give me a nice Demon or Angel fight any day, I'll head in with cool dry palms and kick their ass. My girlfriend's family? Scared the crap out of me, mostly because I didn't care if the supernatural breaking the law liked me or not. I was really starting to like Bonnie a lot and knew if this didn't go well, there would be issues eventually.

Mike being a cop, noticed of course.

Mike snorted and said, "No need to be nervous, if you can actually handle this one you're welcome to her."

I laughed when Bonnie swatted at him, but he just ignored it and winked at me. That did make me feel a bit better, him willing to set me at ease. We headed on out back and I met the rest of her family. 

When we got to the backyard I could smell the steak, corn, and barbeque chicken cooking on the grill, it all smelled good. The yard was a good sized area, maybe a quarter acre and there were plenty of places to sit. The house itself was a two story ranch, it was a nice area. 

She had a younger sister, Julie, about twenty two. Her parents were both in the early fifties, Joseph and Talia. Mike's wife Debbie was also there. They all seemed nice enough, so I loosened up a bit. 

It may have been me being used to humans that were more wary, but they were genuinely welcoming. At least now I knew why Bonnie was so comfortable around a Demon/Witch from day one. She had gotten it from her family. 

Not that everything was rainbows, I was getting bad vibes from her younger sister, but it seemed some personal thing. I wasn't sure what it was about and didn't try to find out, I knew it wasn't really about me at all.

I could also feel her father checking me out every once in a while, but I just ignored it. Still, just knowing I didn't have to deal with prejudice was a huge relief. At least if they didn't like me I knew it would be because of me, or what they saw in me. 

I could tell they were still protective of Bonnie, and curious about me. At one point I felt like I was in an interrogation as Joseph and Talia asked me questions. Mostly leading questions trying to find out my intentions. I didn't mind at all, them being protective of their daughter. Bonnie on the other hand was finding it embarrassing.

A short time later cousins, aunts and uncles started to show up and I had a great time, at least until my phone went off about six. Got a page from Sam to meet at the house, I replied I was an hour out and I'd be there soon.

I said my goodbye's and pulled Bonnie off to the side to kiss her senseless.

"Sorry I have to run hon," I told her.

She said, "Be careful, I'll talk to you later."



Ashley's Tale 04



This is the fourth posting of Ashley's Tale. Chapters 10-12. The first posting just went up yesterday and I wanted to say thanks for the encouraging feedback and votes.



Chapter 10

I tried meditating a bit on the train, but the people around me talking and the sway of the train was just too distracting. I'd have to learn to love the inner slut some other time. Of course I realized my snarky nasty internal comment toward my inner succubus wasn't helping at all.

I got there in just over an hour. Sam looked annoyed when I walked up. We were meeting a block away. There were also a number of men wearing tactical gear. 

I questioned, "We are taking him in the house?"

He looked at me and said shortly, "What of it."

I rolled my eyes, "Civilians in harm's way, why don't we grab him when he leaves?"

He shook his head, "We will wait until he gets on the phone. There shouldn't be any people around him at that point."

Just great, idiot. Anyone in the house will be in danger. We were taking down a demon, a powerful one who could probably reduce most of the house to a cinder in minutes. And I wouldn't lay odds against the pipes melting and the foundation cracking.

Knowing it was a lost cause I just said, "I don't like it, it's your fault if anyone dies."

He glared at me, but didn't say anything. We sat there in an uncomfortable silence for another thirty minutes, it was grueling. 

I reached out with my demon senses to check the house, it seemed like it was almost time. I found something I didn't expect.

"Three demons?"

He nodded.

I said in a falsely calm voice, "Are you trying to get me killed?"

He growled, "No, why would you say that."

I said bluntly with a little heat, "Because you're so mad at me for being exactly what you knew I was, that you haven't gone over the tactical situation at all, asshole. Get your head out of your ass or replace yourself, right now I don't trust you to have my back."

I could see the tactical guys fidgeting with their weapons, but they didn't say anything.

He took a deep breath, "Shit. There are three demons including our guy, in the third bedroom on the left, from the stairs on the second floor. We go in as soon as he is done... Bartering. The Tactical team will remove anyone from the first floor as we go in, and clear out the second as we confront the spy."

I nodded, half satisfied. Still didn't trust him at my back, but I would deal. I had the uneasy feeling he'd happily watch me die if it meant getting the perp. Things were getting tense but it was only a few more minutes before I heard the crackle of a radio.

We were notified that the phone was on and we moved in. The first floor had a number of saleswomen there, so they were shuffled out. The madam stared daggers at us as she was escorted outside, but didn't yell or scream. Smart of her. We took the stairs slowly, I recognized one of the succubae in the hall, her eyes widened and she ran for the third door.

Shit.

"We've got to move, one of the succubae here is in the know, either that or stupid."

Sam and I ran toward the room and took position on either side of the door. I touched it with my pinky, transmuting it to sand. 

Sam said forcefully, "Homeland security! Drop your weapons you are under arrest."

We looked in at the same time. My mouth almost dropped open. The demon had grey hair, and wrinkles. He had to be at least seven thousand years old. He was also holding a gun up to the woman's head. Either she hadn't played a part, and we had freaked her out thinking it was her in trouble, or he turned on her for a hostage.

I shot lightning at the three of them, as I suspected the older guy shrugged it off, but it knocked out the two others. The succubus didn't look to thrilled either, but she was fine, I hadn't hit her directly.

The demon said loudly, "Stop or she dies. Let me leave or she dies."

I could feel their emotions. The succubus was nervous, but not nearly enough. I had a feeling she was in on it, of course, what she didn't know was he would snap her neck in a heartbeat. She thought it was an act on his part.

Sam shrugged at me. That was so not helpful. Apparently it was up to me to decide how to fix this. Then again if it was up to him he would probably just shoot her.

I yelled out, "We know she is on your side, what she doesn't know is you don't care, isn't that right?"

He answered, "Damn right, so let me out or she dies."

I could feel she still wasn't all that concerned, problem is, I needed her help to save her, and that wasn't going to happen. I closed my eyes briefly and sent her the knowledge of his emotions and intentions, if that doesn't work then at least I tried.

I smiled in satisfaction when I felt her surge of fear. I sent in more lightning at him, it still didn't knock him out, but this time the stupid bitch got free and ran for it when he was stunned for a moment, which was my intention. I followed the lightning up with a knockout charm, but it didn't do shit. Damn this guy was tough.

I went into the room full speed, fully embracing my magic. He might be seven thousand years old and may have won thousands of fights. But my demonic speed, added to the perception slowdown of my Witch power, made me incredibly fast. I managed to knock the gun out of his hand, but he evaded my hold when I tried to get cuffs on, then he was surrounded by fire.

I activated the amulet, covering myself in marble just in time to take two punches to my face, it hurt. Then I added strong lightning charges to my hands. I wasn't sure how much he could take, and touching him to deliver the lightning would be much cheaper in cost of my power. 

He was fast, he managed to block three of my four punches and send a little fire my way despite my added advantage of Witch perception slowing things down around me. But it didn't matter that they were blocked, all four punches filled him with lightning anyway. He just absorbed it through his arms instead of his face and torso. 

When he finally fell to the floor I got a pair of magical cuffs on him fast, then his buddies who were still unconscious.

I yelled, "Clear!"

I grabbed a hair from the old demon and put it in my locket. I also realized my clothes were toast and I was a naked marble chick. I touched the marble and changed it into a cotton shirt and shorts. It wasn't the best, as there was no elastic in the shorts, but I made them tight, hugging my hips so they wouldn't fall down. 

It had to be all cotton, I can't really do synthetics, or at least, it would take a whole lot more energy than I could afford. Keeping it to natural elements was always cheaper in energy usage. I was way too drained right now for that. 

Of course, I was now without a bra and my hard nipples were readily apparent, on display through the thin cotton shirt I was wearing. I smiled and winked at anyone that stared to long. I was a succubus after all. I didn't mind people looking in any way.

I was pretty low on energy, I said to Sam, "Sam, I am wiped after that, need to feed, can we do the interrogation tomorrow?"

He looked at me disgusted, which was the absolute last straw after I just kicked ass for him and his team. Putting my life in danger for the ungrateful jackass.

I said angrily, "You didn't mind what I was so much when my huge shape shifted tits wrapped around and fucked your cock! What the hell is your problem Sam? You always knew what I was. Are you really so arrogant that you thought you were some kind of exception to the rule you piece of shit? 

"And now you're up my ass about feeding? We are done. Tell your boss I won't work with you after tomorrow's interview. I can't depend on someone who holds me in such contempt to have my back."

I watched as his mouth dropped open and I just walked out disgusted with the whole thing. I knew I went too far, at least in the setting we were in. It wasn't exactly private. If only I was so adamant in defending me from me. 

I had discovered one thing, I didn't exactly hate myself, it was more of a resentment toward my succubus proclivities. I wish I could figure out how to not be that way, it was hamstringing my ability for both magic, and I think, to be truly happy.

I knew with the advanced Witch magic that guy wouldn't have had a chance at all. 

I wondered if that is the reason Witches don't do law enforcement at all. If the humans saw what we could really do they would shit a brick. Ironically we are the only ones who are also human. Not that Witches were all powerful, there was just very little advantage to be had over one. We had good defenses against almost everything, and a myriad of ways to make an enemy helpless and held.

A surprise attack with a sniper rifle might do it, if the Witch didn't have protections up. Any surprise attack really, that was deadly. Or lust for a succubus, from which there would be no defense at all for a witch. Except not being lustful that is. Of course, that last one wouldn't work on me, I could fight that off with my succubus half.

And of course, our greatest weakness was Elven magic. We were couldn't detect it, stop it, or effect it. A succubus wasn't much better against that threat either, outside of the aforementioned lust.

I sighed. Point being, even if I grew more powerful I needed to be careful. Any race or being is killable if they get cocky and make a mistake. Even by a normal human. But still, we would definitely freak out the humans more than we do already. I went home and changed from my all cotton wear. I threw on a tight pair of jeans, black boots and a cut off shirt. 

I went out to a club nearby my condo.

I was a little angry at myself. I shouldn't have let Sam get to me like that. I felt like I was the one that lost back there despite him being the speechless one. I walked straight in past the bouncers and found a table. A waitress came over and I ordered a rum and coke. Then I sent out lines of succubus power, searching for the lust, latching on and feeding a little from each one. 

It was a Saturday night so there were a ton of people here, it didn't take me longer than a few minutes to fill up both myself and my locket.

I sipped my drink slowly then ordered another. Normally I would run out because of the side effects. And I did have tingling nipples and an ache between my legs for a nice hard cock. But I was also annoyed at myself, Sam, and I missed Bonnie. I didn't think I would be opening my legs for the first person to accidentally bump into me while walking by.

"Mind if I sit?" I heard the low pleasant voice question.

I looked up to say no and my mouth froze. He was six feet tall, looked about eighteen, but with an Angel who knows what his real age was. He had gorgeous blue eyes that were twinkling down at me, reflecting the lights from the dance floor. He also had wheat colored blonde hair. All I could think was thank god he didn't bump into me, I might have had to eat my thoughts.

My mouth started back up saying, "Yes, have a seat."

He said, "Name is Tom, I work over at the healing center down the block. Thought I would try this club after work, but all I could see are humans, until I spied you on the way out."

I asked curiously, "Don't you like humans?"

He gave me a lopsided grin and said, "Other way around, I like humans just fine. Found out the hard way after dating a few that it isn't mutual."

I nodded slowly in agreement. Outside of Bonnie I thought the same thing. There are always exceptions, but for the most part, for them it would be the thrill of dating and getting sex from a succubus. Until they found out they had to share...

"I have noticed that as well, but I'm a slow learner. Dating a human named Bonnie right now. Police officer, great person. She knows about my enhanced needs, but it really hasn't been tested yet."

Why the hell am I telling him this? 

He just smiled and said, "Succubus?"

I nodded and said, "Of the strange variety, I don't do one night stands, I'm looking more for a multiple partnership."

I sensed a little lust off of him, but that was kind of normal. He was also very curious, maybe that's why I opened up a little, which isn't like me at all. Because he seemed actually interested in what I had to say, as opposed to wondering how long it would be until he gets me naked. 

He asked curiously, "Multiple partnership? How does that work?"

I told him about how it works, polyamory and all that. How I felt more comfortable with the idea of being in love with multiple people, then just screwing anyone that comes along.

He said half seriously, "That sounds kind of nice, you taking applications?"

I still wasn't getting the I'm only trying to get laid vibe, which was impressive. I wasn't arrogant, but I am a succubus. I know what that does to the people around me. So I flirted back with the handsome Angel.

I said with a coy smile, "Age? Name? Favorite color? Hobbies? Let's start with those, and maybe I'll consent to an interview."

He grinned and said, "23, Tom, Green, specifically the color of your stunningly beautiful eyes. I love being a healer, but you said hobbies, so let's go with dancing and talking to interesting people."

We continued to banter and flirt back and forth. I learned a few more things about him. He was one of the first babies born when the Angels got back the ability of physical conception. I was feeling no seductive intent behind the time we spent together to get me in bed, which perversely made him extremely attractive to me. 

It was obvious that he thought I was attractive and desirable, he was just a nice guy and not in a rush. Just enjoying the company. And he was so damn hot, but I was suppressing my succubus instincts and powers right now. How did he not have a girlfriend?

When I told him I needed to get going he asked for my number, which made me smile. I was hoping he would ask.

He winked and said, "I will be calling you soon for our second interview, otherwise known as a date."

I grinned and said, "Talk to you then."

Who was this guy? He didn't even seem disappointed he didn't get anywhere physical and he was happy just to get my number. Maybe his parents are evil, it didn't seem like someone that nice could fall into my lap like that. Although, I have been dating assholes for a lot of years, maybe my number just came up. Still, it felt a little too easy. 

I wondered if I was just too jaded to accept a good thing, something else to meditate on.

I made it two blocks away when my phone rang. I smiled when I saw it was Tom and answered it.

I said, "Hello?"

Tom said, "Hey Ashley, I need some advice."

I'll bite, "What about?"

Tom said in a faux serious voice, "I just got a number from an amazing woman, would it be too soon to call her on the same night?"

I snorted, "No way should you call, it would be outside the rules. It would make you look desperate. Don't do it is my advice, call her tomorrow though, you don't want to wait too long either."

Great, he has a cute sense of humor too.

Tom said, "Thanks, I'll make sure to call her tomorrow then."

I said with a smile in my voice, "Night Tom."

He said, "Night Ashley," and hung up.

Goofball, I chuckled and had a smile for the rest of the walk home.

Chapter 11

I managed to get in an hour of meditation, looking within myself. I found out that I was more screwed up than I thought I was. Apparently not only do I resent the succubus side, wanting me to go out and fuck all the time. Which made it impossible for me to have a one on one relationship.

There was also a part of me that resents my witch side, or human side. Because I did want to go out and get laid, have fun and feed. I craved it. My human need for love and a relationship is screwing it up. Not even letting me do it at all.

Okay, so no plans to change that, I would rather have the full range of a true multi-person relationship. So I knew how to compromise on the outside, how to get what would satisfy both sides of me. Loving relationships between multiple people would satisfy my disparate needs.

But now I had more issues to work through internally. I still had no idea how to drop the resentment I felt, apparently toward all my proclivities from both sides. I was so twisted inside and screwed up I started wondering why I had needed someone to point it out to me. 

I didn't feel like a miserable person and I was happy at times, perhaps that was why. My Witch powers could easily pick out a liar, but apparently not the one in the mirror.

I took a quick shower and went to the government building. I could have read him from home but was assuming they would want to be there for it and ask me questions. I walked in close to eight with my coffee and headed up to the sixth floor looking for someone familiar. This was only my second time in the building. Not seeing Sam I knocked on John's office door.

John said, "Come in Ash."

I said, "Good morning, I thought you would want me here when I read the old demon?"

John nodded slowly and said, "Sam told me what you said last night. Frankly I am surprised you are here at all."

I shrugged and said, "It's unlikely I will need to depend on Sam for backup in a government building. Plus I finish what I start. I just have no interest in working with him again on another case. From what I understood that wouldn't happen anyway, and I would be released back to the precinct after this capture."

John looked thoughtful and replied, "Take the conference room and get started, we will be in later to ask specific questions. But I expect a full report on whatever you find whether we ask about it or not."

I just nodded, as opposed to saying no shit, and went over to the conference room. I closed my eyes and dug into the spies mind. There was a lot of information, over seven millennia worth, so I dug through his mind for the basics. His name was Clint, and he wasn't from here, he was from the Demon dimension and here to gather Intel.

His main purpose was to figure out if we were a threat and access our strengths. They were very wary of the fact that everything changed, and we now had a treaty with the Angel dimension, their enemies. The main things he needed to find out was about our protections, and if we could block curses. Also, if he could manage it, find out if we had any plans to invade their dimension.

Clint also wasn't sure what his superiors would do with the information. He didn't know if they would attack if they sensed vulnerability. He was pretty sure though, that if he didn't return in two weeks, that they would take it as a bad sign of our intent. 

Demons were different that way, they wouldn't understand the human's need to hold on to a spy and not let him go. They would assume that meant we were planning something against them. Their method of government was fascinating to me. They were technically superior to us, but had a feudal type system of government. The stronger Demons ruled the weaker. 

Their world was split into provinces, all ruled by the one at the top. They did not have a world government or ruler though, just a meeting twice a year for all the province rulers to meet. According to what he knew that was more about dealing and backstabbing, making treaties and breaking them, than anything else. 

The good thing about that was if Clint's lord decided to attack us, that didn't necessarily mean we would be facing the might of their whole world. Although I could see he thought others would probably help, hoping to raise their standing in their world through conquest. 

He also knew he was one of many spies, so holding him wouldn't really be of benefit at all, not even restricting information from his lord. Not that it mattered, they already had tons of cursed bullets and would be invading with them, regardless knowing their effectiveness or not. 




Ashley's Tale 04



Crap.

There is no way I would be able to convince these guys to just let Clint go. He was a spy who hired out a local demon to kill a cop as a test. Something a Demon would blow off as just business, not a big deal at all. Of course, holding him would probably mean another interdimensional war. The problem was I couldn't guarantee letting him go would change anything, there was no way to know.

John, Sam and one other guy came in, they didn't introduce him and I didn't ask.

John asked, "So who is he?"

I said, "His name is Clint, he is from the Demon dimension. He was sent to determine if we were going to attack, our strengths, and our weaknesses. He doesn't know for sure, but he believes if he doesn't report back they will think the worst and launch a preemptive attack."

Sam snorted and asked, "So we should let him go?" His voice clearly betrayed his contempt at the idea.

I sighed. "They are different there. If they caught a spy they would either use him to pass false information, or they would simply kill him and send him back in a box to make a statement. They don't have jails, or hold people. It is a feudal system, if you trespass against one above you, you get killed. It is foreign to their thought process and will create a bad reaction. I think you should let him go back.

"Of course, even worse, I can't tell you if that will help or stop any plans to attack us. All I can say is it won't hurt. There are a lot more spies out there gathering the same information, and no, he has no idea who they are."

I could see by the tight look on their faces they would never let a spy go. And I understood, and would be fine with that if it was a spy from another country. But it wasn't, it was a spy from a culture that was alien to us. Even the demon's here were raised in this culture and understood it. The other dimension would not have that same understanding, and these guys couldn't see that.

Even John was frowning at me like I was an idiot. To be fair to them, it wasn't intuitive and it went against classic counter intelligence. They weren't supposed to let the spy get away with the information...

"By the way," I said, "They have huge amounts of cursed bullets. War is a way of life over there, a way for a lord to distinguish himself in their society. If I were you I would look into bringing Kevlar back to light, cursed bullets go right through a Witch's protections as you know. Either that or get some cursed bullets to the Witch suppliers and see what they can come up with."

I shrugged, and felt defeated. It was a mess and I knew my opinion wouldn't be counted, not seriously anyway. Never mind that I was the only one in this dimension that had an intimate understanding of their culture. 

I took a deep breath as my inner monologue grew bitter. Problem was this was about more than just me resenting being ignored. There was a possible war in the balance.

We went round and round with the same questions for a while and got nowhere. They didn't tell me, but I knew they wouldn't let him go. He had me write up a report on what I found out. It took me a few hours to get all the pertinent information down. I wasn't going to write the guys life story.

Despite me almost demanding it, I felt pissed when he told me to report back to the precinct tomorrow. There was more to this, a lot more and I knew they were screwing it up. There was nothing really I could do about it, but I did reach out to mom, make sure she was paying attention to me. 

I felt a little guilty doing it, but really, I didn't tell my mother anything at all, keeping the secret as my oath required. I didn't even mention she should sift around in my head. 

It was hardly my fault my mother was powerful enough to lift the last few days from my mind was it? I knew she would tell Jezebel, so maybe they could do something on their end. In the meantime I would go back to work and just keep an eye out. 

Maybe consider the cursed bullet issue. Any solution would entail creating something physical to stop the bullet, since we, Witches, couldn't touch it with our power directly.

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I was cleaning around the house a bit, Bonnie was coming over again, when the phone rang.

"Hello?"

Tom said, "Hey Ashley, was wondering if you were free tomorrow night."

I replied grinning, "Oh, did that girl you were talking about last night turn you down?"

Tom said forlornly, "Yeah, afraid so, so I thought maybe if you weren't busy..."

I snickered. I don't know why the goofy was working for me. Maybe it was all the hot mixed in.

I asked, "What did you have in mind?"

He said, "Something original, never been done before, ever. Ready to be shocked and amazed? How about dinner and a movie? I know, totally brilliant right?"

I chuckled and agreed, he said he would pick me up at six. We talked a bit more and I texted my address when we hung up. Then I felt my stomach tighten nervously, I would have to fill in Bonnie when she got here...

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When I answered the door I smiled. God she was so sexy. She had on casual clothes but still looked amazing. I pulled her into a long kiss, by the time I broke it my nipples were tight.

I said smiling, "Hi partner. I'll be back at the precinct tomorrow."

She smiled and said, "I hope we get partnered again, of course if we become common knowledge that probably won't happen."

I considered that and she was right. That was okay for me though, I would rather have her outside the office. Warming my bed and my heart at night. 

We ate a light dinner, I brought up Tom about halfway through, explaining how we had met and that he seemed like a nice guy, and was funny and hot.

I sensed a little jealousy, but no disgust, I could live with that, as long as the jealousy went lower and not higher over time. It was normal after all.

Bonnie said half kidding, "So tell me more about this guy that might be fucking my woman tomorrow. I need to meet him too right?"

I nodded, "I was going to give him your number after our date tomorrow, so you two could set something up, get to know each other. So expect his call in two or three days."

I was still stuck on the my woman statement, she hadn't meant it in a mean possessive way and I was hot at the thought. I could tell by the way my body was reacting I was falling hard for Bonnie, despite her still being unsure about multiple mates. Plus, I could also feel she felt the same way. She looked a bit surprised by my answer.

I said, "It's the only way it can work, three equals. That means we all share each other, not just you sharing me with another. That would be... A harem. Something I have no interest in."

She nodded thoughtfully and we finished dinner, discussing work and if we should try to hide it. In the end we decided not to actively hide it, but be professional at work and not actively tell anyone either. It would be complicated, but she was worth more trouble than that to me, so it was an easy decision.

As we finished dinner I could feel her lust rising like mine, I was fairly sure we wouldn't even get a movie in the player this time. I moaned into her mouth when she pulled me into a kiss. Her breasts felt so good against mine as I melted my body into hers. I smiled, my inner succubus was instinctively acting submissive, which I knew meant she was feeling dominant.

My core quivered in anticipation as she firmly led me back to the bedroom...

Chapter 12

I was smiling as I walked into work. I got a mixture of friendly nods and the more familiar glares of annoyance at my existence. Even those felt welcome today. I finally felt free of Sam, he wasn't my problem anymore, and I was making progress finding mates. I realized it might all fall apart still, but I wasn't being pessimistic about it.

I still hadn't gotten much of anywhere with meditation. I could understand it in my thoughts, but I wasn't sure how to correct my negative emotions. Perhaps all I needed to do was live it until it became truth. Lie to myself long enough and it would become habit, then actual truth. I don't know, I wasn't good at this type of stuff.

I thought it might help me having two mates, if things worked out with Tom, but I knew that was a false solution. I couldn't depend on a relationship with others to solve my inner demons so to speak.

"PRICE!"

Oh crap, one day, maybe a few years from now, I won't be called into his office every single morning. I walked over to the Captain's and closed the door on my way in.

I asked, "Yes sir?"

He looked annoyed at having to deal with me again, of course, this just made my day better and I had to fight the smile. No doubt he needed my special abilities again. I could get on board with his frustration.

He looked up and sighed, "The daughter of one of the mayor's friends has turned up dead this morning, he is screaming for results. I am sending you the address, see if you can pick up anything to confirm a suspect for us. This is a hot issue so do your best. If we have to wait for labs it will blow up in everyone's face, at least politically. Take Linder with you, she seems to keep you out of trouble."

I nodded, surprised I was being asked to consult a homicide case, but I wasn't going to argue. I left his office and got Bonnie, she looked so dowdy it was hot. Total librarian fantasy going on in my head. I told my succubus Bonnie was ours but she would have to wait and she settled down. 

I realized I was still thinking of my inner succubus as a separate entity, but at least I didn't internally call her, me, a slut this time. Progress... 

Of a sort.

Bonnie and I went to the address given. We were handed plastic booties and latex gloves as we entered the upscale apartment. Whoever this was, she knew the mayor and had money, no wonder my boss was desperate enough to ask me to take a look. She was in the bedroom, I noticed the ligature marks around her throat, so no real question of how she died, just who had done it.

The lead detective there was Quan. The ME was there as well and had me fill out the paperwork. He showed me the skin under the fingernails. Apparently I was allowed to touch one finger, which would be disqualified from evidence, but the others would still hold weight in court.

I touched the fingernail and skin, which had DNA so I was able to connect to the mind on the other end. It didn't take long to pull the pertinent information.

I said, "Quan, her boyfriend's name is Al."

I gave the detective the guys address and he turned to leave, assuming I was done.

With annoyance in my voice I said, "But he didn't do it," when Quan turned back to me I continued, "He has another girlfriend, that lives with him at that address. She did it out of jealousy. Her name is Martha and she is getting ready to head into work, she is a bartender."

I gave him the name of the bar and the address.

He curtly said, "Thanks for the leads, homicide will take it from here."

I almost growled but held it back. Cut out twice in two days, but I had a feeling it would be something I needed to get used to. With my talents I would probably start being called in more and more. Still, it felt shitty to not be able to follow through with an arrest, after getting all the information for someone else.

I took heart though, we would probably be invaded soon and it would cease to matter. I snorted at the irreverent thought and left with Bonnie. It wasn't really funny after all...

The rest of the day was typical. We quit early to fill out paperwork on the homicide. Then I kissed Bonnie goodbye as we left, making sure no one was looking or even around.

Bonnie said, "You need to tell me all about your date tomorrow."

"I will, if it goes badly I'll call tonight."

I caressed her face before we parted, wanting her to know how I felt. Neither of us said the words yet, but it was obvious to even a human that we were falling for each other, if we hadn't already. When I got home it was about five thirty, so I had to hurry. I jumped in the shower, cheating with the drying when I got out.

I put on a nice black skirt that covered about three quarters of my thigh in length and a blue short sleeve blouse that showed a hint of cleavage. Not that my B cups had a huge amount to begin with, it was tasteful but showed them to advantage. I also wore blue pumps with three inch heels, which would still leave him about seven inches taller. 

I was barely finished when the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and said, "Hi Tom, would you like to come in?"

I wasn't sure where or when the reservations were...

Tom said, "Actually we need to get going, reservations are for six thirty. You look gorgeous Ashley."

I stepped out and closed the door, "So do you."

Dinner went well, the conversation was flowing. I wasn't getting any red flags, which caused my pessimist to rise, but my succubus easily beat it off. By the time we got to the theatre my body wanted me to skip straight to the nightcap. I noticed he was full of lust, and the sexual tension between us was building, all he did though was hold my hand through the movie. 

It was a new experience for me. I don't think I've gotten through a whole movie while on a date since I turned eighteen. We were both at a fever pitch by the time the film finished, but I couldn't see it on his face at all, just patience. His emotions were telling me he wanted to rip my clothes off, but his demeanor was calm, just fun date guy.

I think I made him a little nervous, which was okay, as long as he got over it when the time came. After all, unsure was better than presumptuous, he couldn't feel my emotions so had no idea how ready I was for him. He walked me to my door and I turned to him and asked, "Come up for a drink?"

We went up to my apartment and I got a couple of glasses of wine and we sat on the couch. I sat close and put my hand on his leg, giving him a smoldering look from my eyes as I sipped the wine. I was done with subtle signals, but my instincts were telling me I shouldn't start this. Some men love a woman that takes charge, despite his shyness and not making a pass yet I knew he wasn't one of them.

I'd have to meditate on that little fact later, lavish my inner succubus with praise for giving me such cues, who knows, it could help. When we finished the wine, he took my empty wineglass, putting it on the side table and reached for me. I had to check myself and allow him to draw me in. I melted against his side as our lips met for the first time.

I moaned sultrily into his mouth as our kiss grew hungry, all the sexual tension of the night finally finding an outlet led to an explosion of need to express it. He pulled me into his lap and I ground myself down on his stiffening tool as I lost control of myself. I needed to have him now.

I whispered, "Please," into his ear before suckling on his earlobe.

He said, "Please what?" and he slapped my ass, not very hard, but hard enough to feel good.

I moaned and ground my hot center down on his now huge bulge, wiggling on his lap as I whispered, "Please take me with that hard cock."

I felt him pushing me down and like a good little succubus I dropped to my knees and waited. I could feel his lust stronger than ever and a confidence that hadn't been there until now. I was crazy with need and submitting myself to his needs and the needs of my inner succubus.

Tom said firmly, "Well take it out, you know what to do."

I smiled as I unbuckled his belt, opened his pants and pulled them down, freeing his hard cock. My eyes widened as I took in what had to be at least nine inches. I wanted it in me, but I also wanted to taste it, badly. I also knew that he would be able to fuck me a lot longer for his second round. I gripped his length gently and started to stroke him, using the precum on his tip for lubrication.

I wrapped my lips around his bulbous head and sucked hard while swirling my tongue around the tip. He tasted so good and I loved the feel of his spongy head inside my mouth and under my tongue. I looked up in his eyes and moved my hand to cup his balls. Not breaking eye contact I started to slowly swallow his pole. 

Tom said breathlessly, "Oh god Ash! That feels amazing, take it all the way in!"

I never stopped the forward motion of my face as I smoothly took all nine inches into my mouth and throat. I wanted to taste his ball batter. I wantonly took him down my throat, burying my nose in his abdomen. I stroked his length with my vibrating throat, tongue, lips and suction. 

My fingernails were playing with his taint and dark star as I rolled his balls in small gentle circles against my palm. I moaned on his cock sending more vibrations through it as I felt it expand, stretching out my throat. I sighed and moaned in approval as his tasty man juice coated my tongue and throat. I greedily swallowed every drop, not letting any of his essence go to waste.

He pulled me up by my hair and back onto his lap, then kissed me gently. I moaned again, this is a side I hadn't seen before and it was driving me wild with lust. My clenching center needed relief and my nipples were painfully hard.

He spanked me and said, "Bedroom."

I got up and led him to my bed. We kissed as we stripped our clothes off, then he picked me up and put me on the bed, crawling between my legs. He dove in hard and fast, his rough tongue teasing my swollen labia, penetrating me as deep as he could, then pulling out to tease with a light touch once again.

I begged, "Make me cum, please!"

I gasped as he shoved two fingers up in me as he sucked in my clit and started beating it with the tip of his tongue. My molten core erupted in pleasure, drenching his fingers and mouth in my succubus juice. He moaned at my taste and started hitting my clit again, I could barely breath as he drew out another explosion.

I screamed, "Tom! Oh god, don't stop!"

He extended my pleasure with his tongue, and his fast moving fingers continued to roughly slide past my folds and into my quivering wet heat. I felt his hands caressing my thighs, stomach and breasts as I slowly came down from my orgasm. I still couldn't figure out where this sex god had come from and who took the shy Tom guy away. My body trembled as aftershocks struck me.

He whispered in my ear, "Watching you cum is so fucking hot. I'll always treat you like a lady everywhere else, but here in bed you're my nasty little cumslut, aren't you!"

Sometimes my advantage of sensing emotions seems unfair. But I won't ever complain. He liked me a lot, but he was nervous as hell. This was why he didn't have a girlfriend, because at this point in the night they usually told him to screw off.

Stupid bitches, he is absolutely perfect. Of course, that could be my succubus talking, but his bedroom behavior didn't bother me at all, if anything it turned me on. As long as he doesn't cause true pain or try to pimp me out, I should be happy. 

I looked at him and nodded, then said sultrily, "You're cumslut needs a deposit." I felt his nervousness drop away.

He said faux harshly, "What hole do you want it in slut."

I winked up at him and said in pleading innocence, "Don't we have time for the two remaining? My pussy and ass are so jealous of my mouth right now."

He flipped my petite body and got me on my knees by grabbing my hair and pulling back roughly. I gasped in pleasure as his nine inch throbbing manhood invaded my tight wet heat. It took about ten strokes as I screamed in pleasure before he was fully buried, his balls slapping my clit with every hard full stroke that followed. He randomly spanked my ass, drawing a gasp or low moan of pleasure from my full lips.

I was so into the role playing, I became it. I was a cumslut. I used my succubus control of my body to massage and milk his cock in ways no other being could, I wanted his cum so bad. I needed to feel it shoot into me. I needed him to fill up my honey pot and then fill my ass.




Ashley's Tale 04



Part of I knew to be my succubus nature, to be exactly what my partner wanted and needed me to be. But that wasn't all. My Human/Witch side felt safe with this Angel, and felt no reservations to submit to this man and what he wanted. My whole being knew he would treat me right, and respect me when this was done, not leave me in the gutter so to speak.

Lady in public and a slut in bed was practically my calling.

I felt my center coil tightly as the pleasure of his coming orgasm fed me. I felt my core muscles squeeze, undulate, milk and pleasure his cock as he stopped stroking into me. He buried it deep inside my trembling center, unloading his essence into my tight wet sheath. 

I pushed back against him hard, trying to get it deeper as we rode our bliss together. I heard him gasp when I used my power to intensify and lengthen our shared pleasure. Only letting us fall when I desperately needed a breath. Slowly we came down.

I purred, "Was I good cumslut?"

He flipped me over and looked down in amazement, totally breaking role play. He kissed me softly, gently, and said, "You are amazing Ash."

I narrowed my eyes and said playfully, "You aren't trying to get out of filling my ass are you?"

I couldn't help the giggle that escaped though. I was having way too much fun. Plus, I really wanted him to fill my ass. I've never had someone of his length and girth fill my rectum and I was looking forward to the burn and the fullness of him inside me.

He snorted, "Nope, just need time to rest."

I arched an eyebrow and said coyly, "You do know you have a succubus at your command right? You could recharge normally though, if you want."

He furrowed his brow and said, "Never been with one before you, I must be missing something."

I grinned at him and reached down, caressing his cock once, feeding it energy and life. It was hard in my light teasing grip in just seconds.

I said, "That," with a wink when I saw his eyes widen. "The lube is on the night table there."

He flipped me on my stomach again, putting a pillow under me to raise my ass a bit. I was being a good little cumslut, I moaned deeply and pushed up when he slid a lubed finger into my ass. As a succubus I could deal with using spit or my own nectar, but it just felt so much better with proper lube.

As I felt him pop in another finger I purred, "Oh hell yes, stretch your cumslut's ass out, get me ready for your big long cock."

I felt him remove his fingers, his thick large bulbous head taking its place. He pushed in hard popping through the tight ring of my sphincter. I gasped in pleasure at the burning pain. Using my enhanced succubus control over my body I relaxed my center and tight ring. 

It was still very tight and hot around his manhood, but instead of intense ripping pain all I felt was a pleasant tingle and a deliciously painful burn as he slowly filled up my rectum.

Tom said, "You're so incredibly hot and tight, oh god your ass feels amazing on my cock."

I was panting and gasping, it burned but felt so good, "I'm ready for it Tom, I need it. Fuck my ass, fill it, please."

My center trembled as he started pounding into my dark star, hard and fast. I rose to orgasm on a mixture of burning pain and a tingling pleasure that overloaded my senses. He was just so damn big, I loved it. Every stroke, every violation of my dark hole was bliss to me. I tightened my sphincter to increase his pleasure, my ass milking his cock harder with every long stroke into and out of my puckered star.

I started to push back hard as he stroked into me, meeting in the middle, our flesh slapping together as I lost myself in the bliss of him taking my dark star. I wanted it harder, I wanted it deeper and I especially wanted him to claim my ass with his hot sticky cum.

I felt him reach around and start flicking my clit with a finger, launching me into rapturous bliss. My now contracting sphincter locked down hard on his cock as I felt him expand. My orgasm rose in height and intensity, the fact of him claiming all three of my holes, filling me with his seed in my every orifice, triggered it in me. It was so damn hot.

I was a wanton cumslut for his man seed, and loving it. When I felt his pulsing manhood slow he leaned down and started kissing my back and neck.

As we came down, he slowly pulled out of me, carefully. I smiled at that, apparently I was due his regard in the bedroom at times too. I could see those memories when he was nervous earlier, those women rejecting him. Once again all I could think was, dumb stupid bitches. Their loss, my gain.

I felt his lips kiss my burning ass softly, then he crawled up next to me and held me. We kissed and caressed each other. After a few minutes I suggested a shower and he readily agreed. Halfway through us cleaning each other, he took me hard and fast in my ready heat as I was pushed up against the tiles. When we finished cleaning up, I asked him to stay the night.

A small part of me wondered if that was needy, being this was our first date. Second if I included our impromptu meeting at the club a date. Where we had spent hours together. But needy or not, he wanted to stay just as much as I wanted him to.

I fell asleep in his arms, his well used cock nestled comfortably between my petite tight ass cheeks as he spooned me from behind.



Ashley's Tale 05



Sorry about the long wait, needed a break...

Post 05 has chapters 13-18

Chapter 13

I woke up around six, we both needed to be up for work. I looked at his naked form, still asleep next to me and grinned. I crawled down the bed and took his flaccid member into my mouth, burying my nose into his abdomen. I didn't move at all, as I elongated my tongue and felt him harden in my mouth as I wrapped my tongue around him and sucked hard with my lips.

I loved the feeling of him growing in my mouth. He started to stir as his sensitive tip grew into my throat, which I used to start massaging and squeezing the tip. Still working his shaft with my tongue, milking him to his full length. He was definitely awake now, and looking down into my eyes.

I never moved my head the whole time I blew him until he filled my throat with his seed at my ministrations. I loved the intensity of it, as I locked eyes with him he delivered his cum strait down my throat. I could feel it coating my throat as his white, sticky and tasty cum dripped into my stomach.

When I was sure I had milked all he had to offer I released him from my mouth, "Good morning."

Tom pulled me into a brief but hot kiss and said, "Thanks to you it is. Good morning Ash."

I said, "I have to be at work soon, wasn't sure when you go in. Before I forget, I sent you Bonnie's number; you should give her a call in the next couple of days, set something up."

I could feel his doubt about having two girlfriends being okay.

I touched his chest and said softly, "It is the only way it can work with a succubus besides being indiscriminate, I don't want that. It must be equal, all three for the other two, otherwise the imbalance will destroy things. It will be complicated enough without a huge imbalance like that."

I shrugged not sure what else to say. He just nodded. I hope he could handle it, he seemed to be curious about it, and I already knew he liked me. Outside of the sex too.

He got dressed and kissed me goodbye. Letting him out the door I sighed. What a night. I couldn't wait to talk to Bonnie about it. I also wondered if I should fill her in on his proclivities in bed. It seemed more role play only to me, he had only treated me like a slut during the sex, no other times. Tom really didn't explain it that well to me. I had to put it together over the time we spent in bed.

I took a quick shower and got ready, it was still only six forty or so, I decided I better try the meditation crap. Yeah, probably should be more positive about it even.

I was sort of loving on my succubus side this morning, after last night. So I gave it a try, but didn't really figure out anything new. I had the feeling I was missing something but not what it was. I didn't think I'd be able to force it so I just let it sit in my mind and finished getting ready for work.

I also knew this thing with Tom and Bonnie is probably honey moon phase blindness and probably won't last long. But I just couldn't give up hope on it. They were both great in their own way. I just hoped they would get along with each other when they met. 

The way I was used to what life dealt me, I felt like I was putting my head in the sand, but so what? I might as well enjoy what I have while I got it. And if it works well... That would just be awesome.

I was getting ready to leave when I heard the doorbell, I reached out with my senses and it was Sam. What the hell could he possibly want?

I opened the door and he said, "Ashley Price, you are under arrest for violating national security per your non-disclosure agreements..."

I stopped listening as he went over my rights, what the hell was going on? I almost snorted when he put the cuffs on, but I held it in. If he didn't know they would only work on Demons and Angels I wasn't going to be the one to fill him in. The Witch community was very wary about giving normal humans a device that could be used against them.

Especially after all of the Witch hunts only a couple of short centuries ago... Seems like long ago, but most of the Witches from that time are still alive and kicking.

So I was following Sam in shock, surrounded by two other goons, when I realized where this must have come from.

"Mother, what did you do?" I sent with my mind.

She sent back, "Jezebel went to the president with an offer to talk to the Angel dimension about possible support. She didn't mention your name, just that she had information the demons are attacking. Implied it was through her own investigations. Either way you didn't really do anything, I did. Just go along, even though I know you can escape. Let us work it from this end.

"If you escape we will never get it worked out, and they will panic and come after Witches. This president is kind of a dick. He doesn't even have non-humans on his protection details. Apparently he was already aware of the possibility of invasion, and instead of asking for help he is covering it up. Says it is to prevent riots or some crap if Angels come over so he turned down her offer.

"He won't listen to reason at all, won't even open up contact with the demons. We got lucky with an open minded president for the turn over. This one... Well let's just say he doesn't like us very much. Just hang in there, I'll try to turn in some favors with the NSA but most of the people I knew there are retired, it may take some time. I love you, just watch your back."

I sighed, what a pain in the ass. Sam was still reading my rights, communication between Witches happens very quickly...

Sam said, "With these rights in mind, do you still wish to speak to me?"

I said, "Fuck you Sam. Can I contact work?"

The asshole actually smirked at me and said, "What job? You don't think the city would employ a traitor do you?"

I can't believe I ever cared for him, but even more I can't believe he thinks I'm a traitor. What the hell? I decided to take my mom's advice, if it was just me I might have kicked his ass, even knowing it would make it worse. But I wasn't about to put my sister Witches in crosshairs.

Now I don't even have a job? I could tell that he wasn't bluffing from the emotions I was getting off of him. I don't know what they told the police, but I sure as hell didn't have a job anymore. The mix of disgust and smugness I was feeling off of him was turning my stomach, so I cut it off. 

I almost felt sorry for him, he was pathetic. It was like he wanted to punish me because he hadn't been enough, asshole. It boggled my mind anyone could be so self delusional.

Well, now I know what I get for trying to give of myself, a kick in the teeth. 

The cuffs may not have blocked my witch abilities, and I could still sense the life and emotions around me. But despite that I still felt half blind. I had no demon senses at all. The echoes of lust I usually felt in the background were missing. I also couldn't feel any other supernatural signatures that were in my range.

I didn't try to reach out with my succubus powers at all, I knew it would fail and just freak me out more. Despite having more active senses than a Human does, I still felt blind. I considered breaking the spell and just leaving the cuffs on, but I was afraid to be found out, too much would be put at risk. I also realized something else, of all the places and circumstances to come to the realization.

I was in love with Bonnie. 

I couldn't reach her though; she was too far away despite my familiarity with her mind. I believed she wouldn't assume the worst, but that would be tough. I was sure she was surrounded by other cops right now nodding sagely. The Demon Witch finally showed her colors, or something stupid like that. Just a lot less politely stated.

We got to the Federal building and I was taken down to their lockup in the basement. It was clean if bare. The Demon we had taken down, Clint, was in the next cell, he didn't say anything though, just raising his brow at us. On his world what Sam was doing would be considered a betrayal that would end in a fight to the death. There were no jails or trials there. It was all rank and strength of power.

I said, "Lawyer," as he closed the cell in my face. The bastard just rolled his eyes at me and walked away. 

I was taking that to mean, despite reading my rights, I really didn't have any. This was homeland security after all, I was so screwed. I did have a community out there working for me, but obviously with this administration they were no longer favored. I took a seat and brooded.

Chapter 14

I growled. So far all my attempts at getting a lawyer or a visitor have failed. They haven't even talked to me yet at all, just letting me cool my heels. Neither Clint nor I initiated a conversation. For one I didn't really want to talk to him, for two I was sure the cells were monitored. I knew if I said hello they would point it out and call me a traitor. I was slowly losing my mind.

It felt like forever, but was probably just a day when I felt both Bonnie and Tom with my senses. They were both agitated, I could only assume they wanted to visit and were being told hell no. Despite not getting to see them it made me feel a little better. I considered sending the knowledge that I was okay, but I wasn't sure if she would give it away or not, by accident.

It was important they, the government, believed I was helpless in my cuffs, without power of any kind. I felt them leave after an hour or so, their minds moving out of my range. It was a little depressing, but I knew they couldn't really do anything.

Well, I had all this time for meditation now. I might as well do something. I sat and tried to clear my mind, I could feel the curiosity of Clint as he studied me. I blocked him out too, and all the other emotions I could feel in range in the building.

This time, I didn't stop when I reached my hate and resentment toward my split nature. Usually at this point I would just meditate on those feelings, try to figure out how to change them.

Instead, I went deeper into myself. What I had been doing so far hadn't worked. It was time to try something else. I went all the way down, to the core of my being, where I was one being, whole. I almost lost my concentration in surprise at what I found. I should have known better than to believe everything Cat said, she likes to lead a person to discovery, not hand out a map.

I could see it, where it split off from my core. The hate and resentment was not causing it, they were symptoms, just as much symptoms of the problem as my wild magic was. 

All symptoms of my fear. 

I was afraid, and as a result I was split in two, and I resented and hated parts of myself, because I feared them.

In hindsight it was almost obvious. I feared losing control of my succubus side and killing someone. I feared losing control and causing pain in others, by becoming the other woman, even if just for a night. I feared my power as a Witch, the ability to do unthinkable things. My family, through trying to help, had made it worse. 

All those horror stories Jezebel had told me about her hurting people reinforced my fear, made it reasonable. I did not blame her for her cautionary tales. I had just applied them in the worst possible way. Instead of being cautious and in control I had shied away from my power, feared it.

I didn't need to conquer my hate and resentment. If I took care of my fear, the rest would fade, eventually, simply by reinforcing more positive emotions until it clicked. Unfortunately that approach wouldn't work in an emotion still well grounded.

I started to meditate on that, it sounds simple in theory, but so not. I felt like I was back at square one, just having a new emotion to focus on that I had no idea how to control or counter. Not to mention my understanding of psychology was very limited, I was guessing on most of it.

I felt a slap and came up from my meditation trance. Sam was looking down at me impatiently. Asshole.

I said coldly, "What? I'm busy." Asshole.

He pulled me up and dragged me toward the door. I had to check myself, I truly wanted to hurt him and it took all my control to restrain myself. I followed him down the hall and entered an interview room. There was a polygraph and an examiner there. Sam sat me down and hooked me up, then left. I opened my senses to him, just for a moment, and felt him in the control room.

The polygraph would work. I could feel the Witch spells on it to make it work for other races correctly. I could bypass it, but wouldn't. I didn't need to.

I felt boredom from the examiner as he said, "Please tell the truth for the next three questions. Confine yourself to a yes or no answer please."

"Name is Ashley Price?"

I replied, "Yes"

"Race is Demon and Witch?"

I replied, "Yes."

He actually twitched and I felt curiosity at my answer, but it was back to boredom for the last question.

"Sex is male?"

I replied "No."

He then said, "Please answer falsely for the next three."

He asked me if I was six feet tall, had grey eyes and if I had brown hair. I answered yes for all three. I was managing to keep my wise ass replies to myself. I was hoping, probably foolishly, that they would let me go if the results came back negative. My pessimism completely failed me for some reason.

He said, "Please answer truthfully from now on."

He asked, "Did you divulge any top secret information to a third party?"

I answered, "No."

He asked me a number of other questions. Had I ever worked for another government, was I spying on the United States for an outside agency. They questions went on and on, all revolving around me either being a spy or a traitor. I answered no to all the questions and knew it would show I told the truth. When the session ended Sam came in and got the examiner. I was really starting to regret taking that initial hair.

And then being stupid enough to tell this bastard anything about what I found.

I opened my senses as they whispered together out in the hallway, I could feel his doubt in the results. This is why I hated prejudice so much. It leads people to make very stupid assumptions or decisions when all the facts point in another direction. I knew then Sam wouldn't be letting me go, not a chance. The only result he would have believed was the one that proved my guilt. 

Proving my innocence would be impossible in his eyes. Not when the facts were filtered through his hate, disgust and anger.

When he brought me back and put me in the cell, I had another concern that I hadn't really given thought to until now. How the hell was I supposed to feed in here?

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The next six days I meditated on my fear. I wasn't sure it would work, but I did it anyway. I just kept telling my fear that I was strong enough. That I wouldn't give in. The fear was unnecessary, my very nature of wanting to protect and not harm would be sufficient. 

As the days went on I was getting weaker, I wasn't even sure I had enough life energy to escape anymore as I reached a full week on the inside. I had even stopped using my witch abilities to feel life and magic around me. The cost was negligent, but there was still a cost and I was fearfully low on life energy. 

They hadn't taken the cuffs off, so even if I wanted I couldn't spread out my power, looking for lust to skim a light meal from someone in the building. 

I started to meditate more and more, just so I wouldn't feel the hunger. I told the fear at the core of my being that I was a protector, not a danger. I only used my powers to stop people doing wrong, and even feeding I never did more than skim.

That night I fell asleep wondering if I would ever get out of here, I also wondered if I would die here, life energy drained and used up. I wondered if my mother would allow it, surely she was keeping tabs and knew how badly I was doing right now. Maybe Cat was holding her back, not willing to start a war between Witches and Humans if there was still a chance. 

Or maybe, my life wouldn't be worth it at all, and I would be sacrificed to keep my sisters safe. It really didn't feel like I had enough energy to last much longer.

Chapter 15

I woke up and I felt... Great. My body was full of life energy, not as full as I would be from feeding, but tons better. Which made no sense to me at all.

Earlier in my life when my succubus power had kicked in I had stopped getting energy from resting, which had been a surprise for everyone. My family had assumed I would be much like Jezebel, being both able to feed and regaining energy in the normal slow way during rest. For her, the Angel side, for me the Human and Witch.

But that hadn't happened.

I was curious so I started to meditate and look within, trying to figure out what happened. But to my shock, I saw that the fear in my core was less. I wasn't sure if it was the inner persuasion I had done all week, or just my survival instinct that kicked in to open the old channels. Since it was either that, or die. But it seemed this way to replenish energy had been fouled by my fear, the same as my other problems.

At least I didn't have to worry about dying in here, through energy starvation anyway.

There was more I discovered. I could tell without even trying, just by examining my mind, the primal natural forces would still be beyond my control. I still had progress to make ahead of me. I examined my powers and I found something new. Something I was so sure I did not have. I would have been able to use it, had it not been for the cuffs.

Cat had said I would be surprised by the power I found inside of me if I ever got myself straightened out. And she was right. I was so sure I didn't have it, despite my father having power in abundance. I was not as weak a demon as I had believed, but most of my strength was suppressed by that core fear. But now I could feel more of it, and I could feel my power over fire, freed and waiting for my call.

I giggled to myself, drawing a strange look from Clint. The isolation was getting to me, and I was so unprepared for this newest development I felt like I was going to burst. I needed to get out of here soon or I might lose it. The joy of not dying and the revelation of new power had me overwhelmed.

Of course, the new fire ability would pale beside the primal Witch abilities if I claimed those in the future. The fire would come in handy no doubt until then, but after it would be mostly useful outside of fighting.

I also thought it ironic that it took betrayal and being locked away for me to start seeing my true potential.

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Over the next week I could see the time was taking its toll on Clint. He looked like he was getting weaker, but there was nothing to do for him and I wasn't sure I would be inclined to do anything even if there was. He was very powerful which is probably why he has lasted so long to begin with. I wondered if Homeland knew he would die soon, or if they cared.

The day Clint was supposed to go back and report passed. No one else came to see me, or him, except to take us to the showers separately or bring us food. 

I continued to work away on my fear, some days over the past week I felt I was making progress, some though, I felt like I was just screaming into the wind.

I was sure if I was pure Witch or Demon I wouldn't be having this problem. But somehow for me my powers were tied closely together between the two, and heavily involved or dependent on my emotional perception of them. The easiest comparison I could think of was in most beings, powers were autonomous, they were just there to be used. 

Not so for me. 

For me they required balance between my powers and my mind and emotions. I had never thought of myself as a freak or one of a kind. After all, my Aunt was half Angel and half Demon. For me growing up it was normal to be a hybrid. But I was starting to change that opinion as I was frustrated by my continuing efforts.




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I also wasn't sure I shouldn't be afraid of it. I would be fairly powerful when or if I got it handled. Granted, older Witches with more knowledge would still be able to kick my ass, and probably the Elves. 

But outside of that... It would take surprise or overwhelming odds.

That doubt, I was sure, was slowing me down. Unless I had another surprising breakthrough I wouldn't be flinging around gravity or opening portals for quite a long while yet.

I heard the door down the hall and knew it wasn't clean or feed the prisoner time. A guard came and opened my cell and took off my cuffs.

He said, "You are free to go."

He handed me my locket and a bag with my clothes in it. All of my protection spells on the locket seemed to be intact.

I said, "Not that I am not thrilled, but why?" And where the hell is Sam, fucking coward had a guard let me go? Then again why am I complaining, I don't want to see him either.

He said, "You'll find out pretty fast, just turn on a television when you get home."

I probably shouldn't care, but I let the guard know if they wanted their prisoner to live, he would need to feed, soon. Just in case they didn't know, and I was almost sure they didn't.

I walked out of the building wondering if I would have a job to go back to, something told me probably not, but I was hoping that was just my inner pessimist talking. I had no idea what I would do if I didn't have my job back as well as my freedom. Part of me though, a small part, was almost hoping I didn't. What was the point of doing it if all I ever got out of it was a slap in the face.

I could deal with some personal hatred from others, but it was clear even my country didn't want me involved. So why exactly did I still want it then?

I wanted to go straight home but I needed to feed. The regeneration of my energy from sleeping was enough to live, and probably do a good bit of magic. But I didn't have even close to a full tank and I hated not being prepared for the worst.

I stood in front of a random bar for a few minutes and fed. It made me feel better and a lot more confident about things. It also made me incredibly turned on. My nipples were so hard it hurt, and I could feel my wet center clenching in need. I was in control though, so I walked away, heading home instead of into the bar to find a random stranger to take care of my needs.

I was trying not to think about Bonnie or Tom, wondering what they thought or even what our status was, after being locked away for two weeks. While my elevator started to rise I couldn't help the relieved grin that crossed my face. I could feel them both, in my apartment. I wondered what they were doing there, but I was glad they were, for whatever reason.

I guessed Tom sensed me coming, because as soon as I opened my door I was in a group hug and being kissed. They dragged me off to the bath talking the whole way.

Bonnie said, "Thank god, we were running out of ideas. I hope you don't mind we are here."

Tom said softly, "We have been keeping an eye on your place, and meeting here to plan our moves. We... Missed you."

Bonnie said, "Nothing we have done has helped, do you know why they let you go?"

I answered while being stripped and put in a bath, I was really enjoying the attention and still hot and ready from feeding. I didn't object to them treating me like I needed help to bathe, that wasn't it at all. They had missed me and needed the tactile assurance I was back, and so did I. 

Plus, their hands felt really good on my body. I wasn't about to complain.

I said, "Not sure, the guard told me to turn on the television when I got home, seemed to think it would be obvious. Has anything happened?"

Bonnie's eyes went wide and she nodded as Tom said, "I'm surprised you don't know, but I guess you were kept in the dark while locked up. We were invaded, sort of. Not a full invasion like the Angels twenty five years ago. They are only in D.C."

I nodded and said, "That makes sense."

When they looked confused I added, "Well I guess this information isn't classified, plus after the invasion all that is moot now. In the demon dimension they are split by provinces, each one has a lord and rules that province like a dictatorship. Closer to a feudal monarchy though, there are many levels of power, but the Lord is at the top."

I continued, "I would guess they believe if they remove the president, they will be able to just take over as head of the country. That is how it works over there. Of course, that really wouldn't work here though. I'm surprised they don't know that."

Bonnie looked thoughtful, "Are you sure it wouldn't? If he took the position, and defeated all challengers from here, wouldn't it in fact actually work? Especially if he has people to kill anyone that dares to tell him it doesn't work that way here. Why couldn't he force it to work?"

I thought about it a bit and I supposed it was possible. Someone in the military might decide to wipe out D.C. but that was doubtful. And without the president's approval and codes it wouldn't be as easy as it sounded. What pilot would drop a nuke on domestic soil without presidential, or perhaps even with presidential approval? 

It would take a lot of object lessons to pull off, and it almost makes sense from their point of view. If they conquer us, that would be the structure of the new government anyway. Still, it wouldn't be easy for them. The US has a lot of troops, all sworn to defend the president. Not to mention the fighting for freedom, but really, in the end it would probably just get a lot of people killed.

I asked, "Know anyone hiring? I'm guessing my job is history, even proven innocent on the polygraph they still kept me. No one will care what the truth is."

Damn, I didn't mean to sound so whiny, but it came out that way and I blushed.

Bonnie kissed me and said, "I don't know, if it's up to the Captain you won't come back."

I was curious and asked, "So how are you two getting along?"

Tom blushed when Bonnie said grinning, "He is amazing, but do you think he'd be able to handle two cumsluts at the same time?" She was clearly teasing him.

I said as they lifted me out and wrapped me in a towel, "I don't know, but we should definitely find out."

They carried me into the bedroom and laid me down on the bed. Then they crawled in after. I don't know if they had planned or talked about it, but they both started to pleasure my body. I felt Bonnie's soft pliant lips and wet tongue on one nipple, her long nails teasingly grazing my skin. 

I also had Tom sucking hard on my other nipple, his rough tongue licking the tip between his soft bites. His hands roamed my silky skin. I was mewling in need, my body squirming against them, they got me so hot and held me away from the edge, it was driving me wild. Then Tom flipped my body and pushed my face into Bonnie's sweet hot core. I started to lick her by instinct.

I moaned in pleasure at her taste while I pleasured her with tongue and fingers from sphincter to clit. Tom was driving me insane, running his cock head up and down my wet puffy slit, teasing me with it. It felt so good on my silken heat, I needed it inside, and I knew exactly what he wanted.

I moaned into Bonnie's pussy and said in a muffled voice, "Fuck your cumslut, please, I need you to fill me up."

Apparently Bonnie loves the dirty talk too; she ground herself on my face and soaked it with her flowing nectar. I felt her life force open to me and I took a sliver and fed it right back to her libido, enhancing her bliss to a new height. I greedily lapped up my reward as Tom started to plunge his cock into my hot, grasping, and needy sex. It was pure pleasure and relief, two weeks without was hell for me.

I felt my core tighten and undulate on his length almost right away, my juice giving his manhood a nectar bath as I screamed into Bonnie's sex. He spanked me hard and started to rail into me harder, long fast strokes stabbing deeply into my quivering core, raising my explosive orgasm to new heights.

Bonnie gasped and demanded, "Lick me, drink my essence, tongue fuck my pussy."

Now that was a hell of a good idea. I used my power and made my tongue thicker and much longer. I snaked it into her welcoming molten core, teasing her g-spot with my nimble tongue as I filled her. I wet my finger on her heat and stuck it into her tight puckered star. 

Tom was still railing into me hard, my scream vibrated Bonnie's clit and swollen lips as my tongue stretched her out and explored her undulating walls. I felt Tom's arousal expand and stretch me out and screamed into Bonnie's pussy, "That's it, fill me with your cum, I want it so bad."

And I did, I was once again his little cumslut, hot to feel his seed in me. And whether Bonnie knew it or not I was hers then as well, as I greedily drank her orgasmic honey. This was one of the reasons I wanted lovers, not just sex for food. I could be treated like their little slut, but not feel cheap after, because I knew I was cared for. This was for them, but with them it was also for me. I loved it.

I felt him shooting inside me and fell off the cliff, violently cumming on his exploding cock as my body bucked back against him. I skimmed a part of his life force that was offered and used it to extend all our orgasms as I felt Bonnie's heat clamp down on my tongue and milk it as she gave it a bath.

As we came down and he pulled out, I kneeled and reached behind me restoring his libido, and felt him grow rock hard again at my light touch.

I whispered in his ear in a sultry and begging voice, "I want to watch you fill Bonnie, please?"

He didn't waste time and I smiled when he mounted her. I watched for a few minutes as they kissed and started to couple and rut together. It was so fucking hot. If they enjoyed sharing half as much as I did I had no doubts it could work. They were so beautiful together as their bodies moved in an intense rhythm. I felt so much more than just lust while watching, but I had to do more than watch...

I bent down and slithered my body between both their legs. I started to tongue her pussy and his cock. Feeling his manhood slide along my tongue while he plunged into Bonnie's depths was incredible. I slid my tongue down a bit and started to rim her and poke my tongue into her sphincter, trying to get inside for a taste.

I felt her ass buck up against my face as she pushed into my tongue and Tom's hard length at the same time. I slid a finger inside Tom's sphincter and found his prostrate.

Bonnie screamed, "Oh god, don't stop! Lick my ass, fuck my pussy! Cum in your little cumslut!"

I felt Tom's surge of lust at her words, and her gasp when he expanded and started filling her wet heat with his man juice. I started to milk his prostrate as I once again expanded their orgasms with power, even having a mini myself from feeling their emotions during orgasm and my succubus power feedback.

I slid my finger out of him when he pulled out. I mounted Bonnie's face, releasing the hold I had on Tom's baby batter when he came in me earlier. I could feel Bonnie's light moans of approval against my sex as I dove into hers, we each ate our lover's cum from each other and enjoyed every second of it.

We launched into an intense orgasm, our bodies quivering and trembling against each other as we finished cleaning out Tom's sticky seed mixed with our own special nectar. When we came down, I got off of her and we both looked at Tom, who had an amazed and lustful look on his face. 

Bonnie and I smiled at each other knowingly as we saw his reaction to our both Sapphic, and dirty display of cleaning each other. He was hard and ready. He also had four more holes to fill tonight...

Chapter 16

Tom had to run early this morning. Bonnie and I were having breakfast. I figured this was a good time to talk about how she was doing. It had been a long two weeks away from her; especially since I figured out I loved her on the day I was taken.

I said, "So Bonnie, you and Tom seem good. I'm sorry I was gone so long, I know it wasn't my fault but... I really missed you."

Bonnie said softly, "I missed you too Ash, I am so glad you made it home. Tom and I are doing good, we spent a lot of the last two weeks working together. We get along great, and the sex... My god the sex is unbelievable with both of you. I could take or leave the dirty talk, but it gets him going, so why not? It's kind of fun too, watching him go crazy when I act like a little slut.

"But outside the bedroom he is all gentleman and sweet, good tradeoff in my opinion. I have to run honey, work in a bit."

I got up and kissed her softly, then said, "Have a good day love." Then I froze, realizing what just popped out of my mouth. Crap...

I thought it was probably a little too early, despite how I felt, but watching her face was like watching a sunrise, I started breathing again when I realized she wasn't freaking about it. She actually looked ecstatic and leaned back toward me...

She gave me a slow tender kiss and whispered fervently, "Love you too Ash."

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I got out my tablet and sent the chief an email. I had done a case directly for him, making him look good catching that woman's killer in no time flat. I had also done other things for the department. I was hoping he would remember me, and perhaps help me to return, now that all the charges were dropped. If there were any really filed to begin with that is.

I wasn't sure what to do, and I hadn't even looked at the news yet for the mini invasion news, or whatever catchy slogan the news folks gave it. I popped on the television and sat down, feeling very uncomfortable that I didn't have a job to go to.

Crap. The headlines were, the President is in hiding, enemy Demons are in control of the Whitehouse, and the Demons prevented an evacuation of DC, by destroying the major roads out, and some of the minor ones. 

The host started whining about the Demons and Angels here not stopping it or helping. I snorted. Because the President wouldn't let us maybe? I almost turned it off when the idiot guest suggested all the local Demons and Angels were in on it. It was almost painful to watch. At least the next guy pointed out the President's policies toward supernaturals, and how things were falling apart.

The guy went on to ask the host if he had been kicked out of all things dealing with the federal government would he want to then risk his life for the guy that fired him? They babbled on for a while, but right before I turned it off, one guy said that the President must have known it was coming, and suppressed all the information about it. Which of course was true.

But I started to laugh and shake my head as everyone else on stage called him a crazy conspiracy theorist and there was no way that was true. I snorted and turned off the television. It was messed up, no doubt. Well the president made his bed on this one, so I wasn't losing any sleep over it. I just hated I didn't have a job. I hoped the chief would get back to me soon.

Well, I had this new fire power, and although I had seen Aunt Jezebel in action a bunch, practicing, while in her mind, I had never actually done it. I went over to Tony's. Maybe he'd be willing to throw fire at me again? I honestly didn't think I would have trouble with it, but would rather not wait until someone was killing me to find out.

Tony looked at me in shock, which was a first, as far as I ever saw, "When did that happen?"

I wasn't surprised he could sense my released power. Demons were very sensitive to supernaturals and powers, blind as a bat to humans though...

I winked and said, "In jail. I have the basics I think, but could you make sure I know what I'm doing? I have never actually..."

He just started walking to the basement and said, "Do the marble thing, I don't have practice dummies."

I was confident, but not stupid, so I did what he asked and activated the spell. I also took off my clothes again, just in case he got through. I really liked how I looked in these jeans.

I saw him set up five streams of fire, and for the first time brought a fire shield up around my body. I smirked when all five of his attacks were absorbed by the shield, more tightly confined in the areas that were struck. Of course, that is when everything went wrong.

He started pulsing extra power through one stream at a time in a rapid fire rate, then he switched to two at a time. His pulses of power grew so quick that when he sent a brief power surge down one line, the third pulse back was just hitting my shield. Then he started moving the streams and where they hit. I frowned in concentration and damned myself for being so cocky.

I just couldn't keep up. He stopped after my shield failed altogether. Watching is so not the same as doing, it helps, but I had a ways to go.

He said, "Not so bad for the first time, again. And do not embrace your witch power to increase your perceptions, in a fight yes, but not to practice. You need to be the best you can be using your demon senses, then enhance that later, when you are proficient."

I nodded in agreement; I was already not doing that. Mostly because I had been cocky, without the warning I may have done so for round two.

He said, "Close your eyes. The fire is a distraction. Concentrate on the lines of power which generate the fire, they will tell you how strong the fire will be. Once you get used to that you can open them again."

I closed my eyes and did as he said, and it was a little easier. I still didn't do much better. We spent about three hours doing this, then he had to open up for lunch so we broke off. I was doing better, able to defend for a while, but I felt more practice would help. Even at the low power we were practicing with I was exhausted, and I needed to feed. 

I felt confident I could hold my own now, at least defensively. But I was also more wary, it was a confidence out of experience now, not the cockiness I had displayed earlier.

I wound up staying for both food and life energy, spending a couple of hours with Tony before heading home.

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I was staring down at my tablet, reading the note from the chief for the fifth time. He had written that he would be happy to have me back if it was up to him, but it wasn't. Despite my innocence apparently there was some political crap going on. I was surprised that he told me there, at the end of the email, homeland had made it quite clear to them I shouldn't be hired back.

I could take that to mean the chief hadn't liked being strong armed on it one bit from the Federal level. What the fuck was I supposed to do now? Doing the job I had been doing, was what I wanted to do. I was already making a difference there in my first week. I didn't want to do anything else. Except perhaps kill Sam, painfully. I had a feeling he was behind this. 

My ill considered words that I had spat out in anger at his disgust were coming back to bite me in the ass. I wasn't positive of course, it could have been any number of things that I simply wasn't aware of, but I doubted it.

I shook my head and decided to try to meditate, the spiraling anger building up inside me not helping me or anyone else. I wasn't sure if the meditation was helping, the fear around my core seemed the same, but I didn't think it was hurting either.

Chapter 17

I was going over the options in my head, my first thought, to work with my family, not appealing at all. I wanted to make it on my own, and although I'd done an excellent job botching it so far, I wasn't about to tuck tail. Plus, I really didn't want to hear my mother say I told you so.

I gave a brief thought to the idea of private security, but ultimately dismissed it. I didn't want to take pictures of a cheating spouse. And the idea of being a bodyguard or watching a building almost put me to sleep, much less actually doing it.




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Of course, that meant my chosen profession was pretty much out of the picture. I didn't imagine the FBI would take my application either. I started to brood about it when I randomly thought of exotic dancer. It made me laugh out loud, and I knew I was losing it. That is something I would never do, I needed to keep my succubus on a leash.

Crap.

That last thought and the surge of emotion brought me up short. I sat back and closed my eyes digging down and trying to figure out why I really felt that way. If I had just shrugged off the thought I wouldn't be looking into it. I had convinced myself in the past that it would be a stupid thing to do, to keep myself on the relationship bandwagon. To avoid fucking a stranger, dancing is the very last thing I should do.

But I was a lot more sensitive to my emotions now, and the emotional response to my thought had been overboard. Too strong of a reaction for a simple dismissal of a random thought.

Damn. It was tied to the fear within me. Fear that under certain circumstances I would not be able to control myself. Specifically I was afraid I wouldn't be able to keep my panties up or my legs closed if I tried it. Also, there was a part of me that wanted to do it. I was part succubus, and the idea of a room full of strange men all staring at me in lust wasn't exactly a bad one.

I decided that it was something I needed to do, at least once. I needed to embrace something my succubus side wanted, and prove that it wouldn't lead me to stray. That fear and avoidance wasn't the only answer. That I could in fact, keep my panties on. At least until I got home...

Ashley?

I was surprised to hear from her, I sent back, "Mom? What's up?"

She sent back to me, "The President is a nutbag. He wants our help, now that the shit hit the fan, after ignoring us and punishing you for it. We all told him no unless he reverses his policies that have been cutting the Demons and Angels out of the government. A friend of mine told me he plans to send someone to approach you in a week or so. Just wanted to warn you, and advise you say no, no matter what."

I snorted. He was crazy if he thought I would help him after me being locked up and railroaded out of a job.

I sent, "Why a week? Just curious, things are kind of crazy now..."

She sent, "His advisors told him there would be a better chance of you accepting once you cooled down about being locked up. Apparently it was on his order, although Sam and his boss were the ones advising it. What we get for having a prejudiced president, he managed to undo years of work and cooperation in a couple of years.

"Plus, he wants the time to see if they can pull it off without our help, then use that to say the supernaturals are both not needed, and traitorous for not helping.

"They want you because you're the only witch to ever work with the government, they think you can help. Since Jezebel said no, all the Angels are following her lead, and you know how Demons are. After being kicked out of government on the Federal level none of them will help either. 

"The consensus seems to be we would be better off with a different president. At least Jezebel gave him the chance to change. He won't though, that's why he is going to send someone for you."

I thought about it for a minute and couldn't think of anything positive about doing it. No one including me would threaten the president, it would backfire and people would lash back against supernaturals, but let him reap the consequences? Absolutely. Of course, that's when my pessimistic nature took hold and I knew what he would do, make threats...

I sent, "What is he going to threaten me with. You said to say no, no matter what. What threats will he make? Any idea what that will be?"

I felt her mental sigh before she sent, "I don't know exactly if there will be personal threats. But there has been talk of him going on and redirecting blame toward us. He could say he asked for help as soon as he found out, in other words lie like a politician. 

"People would believe it too. Angels, Demons and Witches would probably be hunted. We don't know for sure though, and Jezebel is making preparations to refute it if he does. The country still loves her but..."

That sounded bad, and it even had a small element of truth in it, outside of the timing. I thought about it for a while and sent, "Well, I wouldn't mind a new president or a new attitude either. But is it right to let the demons go after him? It's about more than that isn't it? What about the people on the street being hurt in DC? Maybe the President didn't want our help but does that mean the rest of them don't deserve it either?

"I will need to think about it."

I wanted to tell her I would say no, but it wasn't so simple. Was it? I hated the president, and I wanted to kill Sam even if I knew I wouldn't. Probably... 

Point is, letting it happen to try to prove a point, or place blame, didn't feel right. Still, the thought of saying yes to the people that ruined my career and hated me didn't sit right either. I didn't think I could make the decision until it was in front of me. Either way. Who knows, they had all that Witch stuff they bought, and pretty good weapons, they might win anyway.

Plus, even an asshole as President was better than a Demon dictatorship, wasn't it?

Chapter 18

I sighed. I looked up into the mirror and took myself in. The grey skirt was ridiculously short. When I turned I could see the bottom of my sexy ass which looked amazing while wearing these five inch heels. I could also see the white g-string panties if I bent my waist in the least bit. My white lace bra was visible through the sexy blue partially transparent cut off shirt.

I was both nervous and excited, deciding that dancing would be a part of my self induced therapy to get my powers in balance. My nerves though, had nothing to do with knowing I would be seen in this. I was a succubus and that thought was all excitement and quite a turn on. I was looking forward to it.

The nerves were all about my fear of control. After all, I wouldn't need to do this, to prove anything, if I didn't fear it in the first place. I looked like a hot slut and I smiled. I changed back into my normal clothes and headed out the door. I still needed to talk to Tony about getting on there. 

I had thought of going somewhere else, instead of where my mom and Jezebel danced at times, but dismissed it. They place was already comfortable for me, so why not? I had wondered if this turned out as a successful test of my control, if I would want to keep doing it. Or if it was a one time thing, just to prove something to myself. 

Dancing wasn't something I wanted to do with my life, as a career. But as a side thing? Just to let loose and enjoy, much the reasons my mother and Jezebel still do it. The possibility was there. I wasn't sure though, I would decide later.

When I got to Tony's I walked up and ordered a drink before tracking him down. I found him in his office and knocked.

He looked up surprised to see me. I usually don't bug him during the busier hours, at night.

He said, "What's up Ashley?"

I asked, "Can I get on tonight?"

When his eyebrows rose I explained, "It's just something I need to do, to learn about myself. It's all tied in to why I can use demon fire now and my weird dual nature."

He asked smirking, "Do you think you can dance well enough?"

It was my turn to raise an eyebrow, "I am a succubus, and Jezebel taught me to dance a long time ago. All kinds."

He nodded then deliberately checked me out and said playfully, "Tits or get out."

Damn, I should have thought of that. I used my Witch powers to adjust my bra and grew out to D cups. I saw his eyes widen as he looked me up and down.

He said, "You look so much like your mom right now, maybe you two should work up an act..."

I rolled my eyes, like that would happen, "Well, can you get me on the set rotation?"

He looked defensive when he said, "What? That would be so fucking hot."

I just shook my head, he wishes, perv. Although it was probably more about drawing a bigger crowd than seeing it for himself. Still, never going to happen.

He said, "Fine, I'll put you on the list, I was one short tonight anyway, you can get changed in the back."

I went into the back and got changed, and waited for my time on stage. I was worried about getting shit from the other girls, one more to share the tips with, but that didn't happen. We got along pretty well, embarrassingly enough because I looked so much like my mom and she was well liked.

When it was my time and I got up on stage, the focus of so many men and the room filled with lust I felt like a goddess. I felt in control, powerful, as I held the attention and lust of all these men focused on me. It was familiar, something I was used to, but on a larger scale and to a greater extent. I was wet before I even started to dance.

I gave my inner succubus her head and just went with it. I made love to the pole and danced sensuously and provocatively. Connecting to my audience with my power I skimmed a little as I danced, but it wasn't about feeding, it was about control. Letting my succubus have fun, but within the rules. No touching, and certainly no setting off an orgy with me as the centerpiece.

I gyrated around the pole, danced, crawled, and played up to the men standing by the stage. I knew now why Jezebel and my mother still danced, it was hot and I loved it. I was horny, and I wanted to fuck bad, to take it to the next level. But my fear started to wane as I realized I was still in control. That wouldn't happen.

I realized part of the problem was I had confused the bad judgment from Jezebel's stories as a lack of control. When it really wasn't. Yes, it would be easy to give in, but that didn't mean I had to. I was not weak. 

I did make a mental note to talk to Jezebel though, I wondered if all succubae got this hot while dancing, or if it was my weird nature. Was my Witch side vulnerable to the powers of my succubus side, or did she need to resist the same urges I was feeling, to spread her legs in invitation to the watching and lust filled crowd?

I knew she got turned on too, but with my feelings being so tied into my powers I had to believe that the effect on me was more pronounced.

When I finished my set I grabbed my shirt and bra off the stage, and the singles. I had one more thing to do, to prove I was in control to myself. I got back into my slutty outfit, then started walking around and mingling on the floor, available for a lap dance. It didn't take long, the crowd had been mine. I led the man back to one of the privacy booths. He was about forty, and attractive.

I sat on his lap and we chatted until the next song started, then I did my thing. I have to admit it was tempting, would have been so easy to free him and slide down his pole, but I didn't. I ground against him with my ass and shook my generous D cups up against his face, enjoying every second of it. 

But even though my succubus wanted desperately to fuck, it was okay with waiting, until I got to Tom or Bonnie. Instead of rebelling against my control, my inner succubus purred and enjoyed the sexual tension as I did everything possible to tease and please the man with his hard length still confined. 

I was poised the whole time on the edge of orgasm and treading that delicious line, but not crossing it. It was an amazing experience.

I enjoyed the rest of the night and stopped worrying so much. Exotic dancing would never be fulfilling and I wouldn't want to do it as a career. But to let off steam and just have fun, not to mention tease myself, it was a great way to have fun with my inner succubus without crossing the line. I knew I would do it again. 

When I left at the end of my shift I was still wet. I had been wet all night from that first step onto the stage, and I couldn't wait to get home. I had let Bonnie and Tom know what was up, and I was counting on one of them being there. I wasn't disappointed. 

I could feel Bonnie as soon as I got in the building and my core clenched, soaking my panties further as my nectar was squeezed out of my heat. My nipples were hardening in anticipation for perhaps the hundredth time that day. I was a hot mess and couldn't wait.

When I got in the door I didn't see her, but I felt her in the bedroom and she was filled with lust. I heard the moans as I walked back and looked in, she was on the bed naked, legs spread wide, fucking herself with a large dildo.

She grinned at me and said, "I've been thinking of you dancing all night, I couldn't wait and got started without you."

I licked my lips as I stripped my clothes, deciding on the spot to give her a little show. Fair was fair after all. I started to dance seductively and smiled as her eyes followed me, her hand started to move the dildo in and out of her again. I crawled up on the bed and swayed my body over to her, claiming a hot kiss. I felt her lust rise when I teased her with my still D sized breasts.

She started screaming in pleasure and soaked the dildo in her honey to my close up personal dance against her as she fucked herself. I was beyond ready and needed to cum badly. I picked a long thick toy and sat up against her. We kissed hungrily as we started to do each other with the toys. It didn't take long to reach my height. I had been on edge for hours.

I screamed, "Oh fuck! I'm cumming, don't stop Bonnie!"

She continued to violate my heat with the long fat dildo as I creamed on it and her hands. My tasty nectar had built up over the night and came out in a huge squirt, soaking the bed as well. I gave her a demanding and hot kiss after I came down a bit, then grabbed the thin double dildo and lubed up both ends.

I flipped her over on her hands and knees, and started to lick her tight little dark hole, getting it moist and ready. I popped the thin double dildo past her tight ring, slowly working it inside her beautiful sexy ass. I got on my knees as well, impaling my ass on the other end. It felt so good and full, a small burning pain accompanied by the tingling fullness in my ass.

We pleasured each other's puckered holes with the long dildo, driving back toward each other in sync. I buried my face into a pillow and reached back, twiddling my clit and riding the painful pleasure higher with each back thrust of our bodies. I used my power to connect our rise to bliss, we both rose up higher and higher until my body shook and bucked in orgasm along with hers.

Bonnie screamed, "Ash! My god!"

When we came down I carefully pulled the dildo from our tightened holes and lay next to her. We kissed softly and talked for a few minutes.

Then Bonnie said with a smile, "You still need more don't you. Your succubus is such a slut."

My center clenched, I did need more, a lot more. My libido was way out of control from dancing today. And I might have been a slut, but after today, I knew I was her and Tom's slut only. I smiled widely when I saw her putting on the strap-on dildo before leaning back against the pillows, almost in a sitting position against the backboard of the bed.

Bonnie, while rubbing lube up and down her fake cock, said seductively, "Come on over baby, I'll give you what you need."

I straddled her and lowered myself down slowly on the dildo. I moaned softly at the feel of it filling my heated wet core, and the sensation of my D cups brushing against her firm C's. When it was fully buried I ground against it, putting pressure on both of our clits, drawing a gasp from her full lips.

I stayed buried for a while, grinding in pleasure as we hungrily kissed each other. That's when I felt another familiar presence and turned my head.

Tom took in the scene of me riding Bonnie, surrounded by various toys on the bed and said, "Looks like you two have been busy," while he was removing his clothes.

I could feel the surge of lust from him, raising my own and I started to grind down again, impaling myself as deeply as possible. I could feel her rising to her own height, as I continually pressured her clit and our breasts stimulated each other's. I felt the bed move when Tom got on and he moved up behind me.

I moaned in pleasure when he touched me and I saw his plan within his mind. I reached back and lubed his cock, stroking him slowly and gently, coating his hardened length. He picked me up a bit at the waist, and slid his body beneath mine. I gasped in pleasure and pain as his large nine inch cock started to fill my rectum. I felt so full as my lovers each took one of my holes.

I trembled in his arms, resting against his hard chest as he reached around and started to squeeze and twist my nipples. He clearly approved of my new larger tits as I encompassed his manhood with my hot, tight, and massaging puckered star. Bonnie and Tom started to lift and drop me, continuously impaling me hard on their lengths.

I was being truly well fucked and loving every second of it.

My first orgasm struck like lightning, I hadn't been expecting it and I was bucking and trembling, crying out in pleasure, sharing that pleasure with my mates through my abilities. I started cumming, my orgasms coming one right after the other for what felt like forever, but was probably only minutes. 

Tom said in panting breaths, "I'm gonna cum, going to fill your ass Ash!"

Bonnie pulled me into a hot kiss, her body trembling as she gasped, moaned and whimpered into my mouth as she was taken into bliss while Tom started to pump his seed deep inside my rectum. The hit of life energy I got from both rose me further into intense rapture. I reached out and enhanced theirs as well, intensifying and lengthening their bliss. 

We all came down slowly, I felt Tom's sweet soft kisses on the side of my neck while Bonnie and I languorously kissed and teased with our tongues and teeth.

After that rutting sexual encounter our lust lost its hard edge. We moved to a gentler and tender footing. We made love in a variety of positions, gently pleasuring each other until we cuddled up and went to sleep. I don't think I ever felt so sated in all my life.



Ashley's Tale 06



Sorry for the long break, lost the bug for a while there, here are the next three chapters, 19-21.

Chapter 19

I had a pleasant surprise when I woke up. I checked my email and I had a note from the Chief. Wanted me to come in and talk to him about an offer. I took a shower and got ready, wearing those conservative clothes that I hated but was sure he would appreciate. I got there about nine.

I started to wonder what the rumor was that went around, because I was being glared at by everyone. I sighed, realizing that small amount of progress I made was gone. There were no smiles or waves mixed in with the hate. I really wanted to Kill Sam. I bet I could get away with it too. Maybe.

Damn. Well this is the work I wanted to do, so screw everyone else. Of course, I wasn't even sure why I was here yet, so I stopped counting chickens. For all I knew his offer was for janitorial. I headed up to the top floor and tracked down the Chief of Police. I had to wait about twenty minutes before he could see me.

The chief said, "Ashley, sit please."

I sat down; the chief looked pensive so I just waited.

He said, "Look Ashley, for what it's worth I am sorry, according to your file you were a good officer, and I am pissed someone got a bee in their bonnet and caused me to lose you. I can't hire you back as a police officer, but I think I can use you as a consultant. Especially the way you can track things down for us. 

"It would mainly be for missing persons, or tracking a suspect. Perhaps even identification if normal analysis fails us. So that is my offer, be a consultant and every case you work you get a flat fee of one thousand dollars. I know it's not much but..." 

It wasn't much, not to live in Manhattan in 2036, but I already had money, family money. I was more interested in helping, if it was about the cash I wouldn't have become a cop in the first place. It seemed I still wanted to help, despite the repeated kicks to the teeth for it, because I said...

"Sounds good, will I be dealing with anyone specific or will it change case to case? Also, I would like to be involved in the take downs, or recoveries as the case may be. I understand I wouldn't be paid more for it, I just hate leaving a job half done."

He said, "Probably case to case, especially since I expect multiple departments to want to use your services. And yes, I don't think they would begrudge the extra fire power. Any other questions?"

He was polite, but very obviously a busy man. I really didn't have anything else I needed to ask so I said thank you and got out of there before I wore out my welcome.

--

When I got back home I decided I needed to meditate, I hadn't done so since I danced last night and needed to see if it made a difference. I noticed almost immediately that the fear messing me up was less. At this point I was sure it was taking action to dismiss my fear that was helping, not the self pep talks. 

Although I spent time praising my succubus side anyway, I couldn't be sure it wasn't helping, plus it would help break my habit of calling my inner succubus a slut. I was sure that came into play somehow. I also kind of liked my inner succubus now. She still needed to be controlled, no doubt of that, but I didn't need negative emotions, fear or anger, to do it. I was confident of that.

I also considered dancing. Now that I wasn't afraid of it, I didn't think doing it again would help me clear up my remaining issues. I needed to find what the rest of the fear was and act on it to free my primal Witch abilities any further. I also knew I would dance again anyway. I had a blast last night. I wouldn't do it every night, but every once in a while...

I grinned, thinking if I did it every night I would wind up killing Tom and Bonnie via sex. Last night was incredible, if a little over the top. 

I went back to my meditation, looking for what else I was afraid of. I had danced. Fed and stayed in the club without opening my legs. I had a breakthrough in the jail. But I couldn't think of what else I truly feared, what made up the rest of it? I shrugged, I would have to work on it.

I felt a portal open in the kitchen so went that way. It was Cat again, I wondered if she was going to give me another kick in the right direction, without saying anything helpful. She had an eyebrow raised at me, she must have been reading my mind.

Cat said, "And if I had told you it was your fear, and you should go dance on stage and hang out at a club after feeding, you would have jumped up and did it?"

I opened my mouth to say yes, then closed it instead. She was right. Without the meditation and coming to the conclusion myself, I would have been too afraid to do it at all.

I asked, "Tea?" I knew she didn't like coffee or alcohol, plus it wasn't even lunchtime yet.

She nodded so I checked, and didn't have tea. I sighed and boiled some water. She raised an eyebrow at me as I transmuted the water to tea.

I shrugged, smiled impudently and said, "I ran out..."

We sat and chatted for a while. I asked her advice about the President and him sending a lackey to recruit me for his current mess. Of course, she deflected and asked me what I thought...

I said, "If we let it play out it could backfire, some will figure out the truth, but a lot won't like it. And some more still will say it was our plan, to get rid of a president that doesn't like us. I don't know, I hate them, but letting them hang out to dry, their fault or not, seems like a bad idea."

She nodded. "I worry too, civilization may have advanced but humans are still humans. The hate what they fear and they fear what is different. When we came out we had a good president I felt I could trust, but now? And no, I think you are right, if no one helps it will hurt us. Especially if they win anyway."

Cat said, "I have some questions I want you to meditate on, do not ask me why. Like before I could tell you what the rest of your issues are, but you wouldn't believe it, not enough to make a difference."

I just nodded, promising to keep my peace. I had no idea how hard that was about to be.

Cat said, "What would happen, if you put out a building fire, and there were twenty people on the roof, and it started caving in."

Well that was easy to figure out. They would die...

Cat said, "What would happen if a kid fell off a twenty story building right in front of you?"

I was confused, not sure at all where this was going. Why did she want me to meditate on a boy dying right in front of me?

Cat said, "What would happen if you found out Bonnie would die in two minutes if you couldn't get to her in time, across town?"

A surge of anger entered me when she said that, I didn't understand why she would want me to meditate on that. Even the thought held pain for me. I held my tongue, but I am sure she felt my response.

She stood up and calmly said, "Thanks for the tea," a portal appeared and she stepped through.

What the hell?

Chapter 20

I woke up in a bad mood. I had spent most of yesterday thinking about those questions while trying not to, and I really wasn't looking forward to meditating on them. I was definitely avoiding it. Also, neither Tom nor Bonnie were able to stay the night last night, not that one night without sex was a big deal, even for a succubus, but I missed them.

My phone went off, text message. Seems I had a job today. I jumped in the shower and got dressed, wearing the boring clothes. I supposed I could show up in some tight jeans and a sexy shirt, but it just didn't feel professional. At least, that is what I kept telling myself. I was supposed to report to detective Daniels, over in missing persons. I went over to the police station and filled out the paperwork.

Daniels didn't look all that happy, but it wasn't directed at me, it was directed at all the shitty people he dealt with that actually hurt kids. No doubt a special place in hell was being prepared for the lot of them and I would be happy to help Daniels send them there. 

I said, "Hi Daniels, call me Price or Ash, doesn't make a difference to me."

He grunted and said, "Tim works for me. We are dealing with a pretty normal kidnapping, Captain said he was told you could help. What do you need?"

I said, "Can we go to the house, I just need something of the child's, or better yet a hair or something."

He nodded and we went. I could tell he was curious, must be since the Chief hired me. I wondered if that in itself would do some damage control, it seemed like it was. But my inner pessimist thought that was too easy, after all I didn't have to suffer, or even do anything to make it happen. 

Still I was pretty excited I was back on the job, then we pulled up to the house and I remembered why I was back. Some kid was missing, not something to get excited over. We went inside, the house was full of FBI and the parents. 

They looked at me dubiously, due to the aforementioned cute and sexy label, and asked what was going on. I went ahead and let Tim explain why I was here to help assuage doubts then asked for what I needed.

I asked, "Can I see her room, or a hairbrush, something with her DNA on it?"

They brought me back to her room and handed me a brush. I looked for a hair with the roots attached and touched it. I immediately felt relief when I connected. Perhaps I hadn't consciously thought it but I guess I had been concerned she might not be alive. I could already tell what direction she was in, and about how far, I also had the face of the one who kidnapped her.

The girl had no idea who it was, so I decided to ask the parents.

I asked, "Would it be okay if I put a picture into your mind? I want to see if you know the person."

They nodded dubiously and I sent the knowledge to their minds. Transferring knowledge for a Witch wasn't exactly like when we speak mind to mind. It was like sending every part of a conversation, or a message, a picture, or even a film, all at the same time. I watched their faces as their minds took apart and organized the knowledge and saw the blood drain out of the wife's face.

She said, "That is my brother, I haven't seen him in years, why would he do this?"

Tim said, "Not sure ma'am, but family members are the most common kidnappers, we will go get your daughter, just stay here."

They looked angry at that, but didn't argue.

The FBI agent in charge of the investigation insisted we take one of his agents with us, just in case my lead panned out. I decided not to be insulted, after all I was the only Witch to work for law enforcement. They wouldn't know my capabilities. Honestly they were kind of treating me skeptically, like I was a psychic or something trying to run a scam.

It was kind of ridiculous, considering how long the supernatural has been fact across the world. So we had a guy with a suit, sunglasses and no sense of humor in the backseat. The drive wasn't far, I had the directions and could have led us there the hard way, but Tim called it in and we got an address for the uncle. 

I knew it was the right place, as we got closer I could feel exactly where she was. We pulled up and got out. 

Tim knocked on the door and shouted, "Police, open up!"

I was expecting to hear a voice call back asking for a warrant, or proof of ID. Nope... I should have known it wouldn't be that easy. I really had to talk to my inner pessimist, it was falling down on the job.

The girl's uncle called out, "You need to stay away, or I'll kill her. I got me a gun in here!"

Just freaking great. What the hell. I had the hair, and that was enough. It would have been easier if I could actually touch her, but I had a piece of her. I reached through it to her and wove a protective bullet charm around her body. It would only last about forty eight hours, the spells are only permanent in jewels or metal with other additions. 

But good enough in a pinch.

I said in a low voice, "I made the girl bulletproof, but if he shoots we need to move fast, before he can think up the alternatives. It won't save her from a snapped neck, a knife, or even him using the gun as a bludgeon."

To my relief they both nodded, taking this information at face value.

Tim said, "You need to come out, leave the girl unharmed. Right now you're looking at getting some help, if you hurt that girl you are done."

I watched Tim work as he talked down the girl's uncle, and I was impressed. I would have been kicking the door down, looking to kick the guys ass. Somehow Tim made the guy think they were besties or something. He made it sound like they would go and talk it out over a couple of beers. I was very impressed. It took a half hour, but the guy came out with his hands up. 

The bastard looked surprised when they grabbed him and put him in cuffs, like he was shocked they weren't going for that beer. We had a black and white come by to pick up the uncle while we headed into to the house to get the girl. Luckily he hadn't really abused her, outside of being separated from her parents that is.

It was a really good feeling watching them be united again. I slipped out after a moment, seeing it was enough. I didn't want to interrupt their joy for something as petty as a pat on my own back.

When I got home it was only about one in the afternoon, I caught Tom in the kitchen wolfing down some food.

Tom said, "Hey, thought you would be here. Should have called first I guess. Just here on lunch, have to be back at the clinic in an hour."

I kissed him hello and just spent some time with him. Told him about my new job and the good day I was having. I listened as he told me about the clinic and all he does, he already looked tired. It sounded to me like he was overworked. I asked him about it and started to get angry at his answer.

He said, "Well, as you know when we came out to the world all the Angels emptied the hospitals? Well that was a onetime thing, you know, the next day they were all back at their normal jobs. The ones that heal on a day to day basis, well, we need to be paid. The government offered to take up the tab. So of course, a strict budget. There are only five of us here for all of Manhattan.

"Usually it's not such a big deal, a cold or flu hardly takes any energy to heal, I can get through a hundred of those in minutes without breaking a sweat. But when a lot of broken bones come in, it can get tiring."

For a pessimist why does shit like that always surprise me? The city goes from losing millions in investing in hospitals, and when it changes to a clinic with a staff of Angels, all the sudden they are low on money? Why am I surprised by that? It is so damn typical of things.

I was feeling pretty flush with energy still, so before he left I pulled him into a long sensuous kiss, and fed him a big chunk of my energy. Maybe it would make his day go better.

He was surprised for a second, not knowing that as a succubus I could give as well as take, but thanked me, saying it would help. He pulled me into a hungry kiss and then told me he had fifteen minutes left before he had to be back. I think I was bent over the table and waving my ass in invitation before he finished talking...

--

I finally gave in to what I didn't want to do.

I meditated on those questions Cat asked me. It sucked. It made me angry, and the thought of losing Bonnie made me afraid. Weren't these the emotions I was supposed to get rid of? Why would she ask me questions that fanned those emotions within me? I was at a loss. Yet, I trusted her enough to try it, but didn't get much of anywhere with it at all, not being able to help but focus on the negative.

They would all be dead in those three scenarios. What was the point of that?

I took a walk to clear my head of it, and to feed. I just walked slowly by a triple X theatre, skimming from about twenty people filled me up from what I gave Tom and the energy I had used to find and protect the girl. I headed back home, checked my mail. I was bored again. I gave some thought to maybe getting that private detective license. I could just turn down all the cheating wives and husband cases. 

Maybe specialize in missing persons, after today I knew I would be happy doing that. I would hold off for a while though, it had been a few days, just a few more should bring uncle Sam to my door. I sighed, still not sure what I would do. What I wanted to do was easy, screw them, and not in a good way. I just had a bad feeling that would be what they wanted.

I smiled when I felt Bonnie coming up the elevator. I didn't know she was coming today. We all still had our own place, and I wasn't sure when or if that should change or for how long. We had only been together for three and a half weeks, and two of those I was in prison. All I knew was I loved her, and I cared for Tom as well and was probably on my way there for him as well.

She smiled shyly when I let her in and said, "Hey Ash, when you were gone we kind of spent a lot of time here, and didn't stop, or even talk about it when you got back. Do you mind if I stay with you tonight?"

I gave her a kiss, then held her in my arms a minute, taking in her scent and presence. It was the first time I felt fully relaxed since Cat's visit.

I said, "You don't have to ask, you can stay here whenever you want."

She gave me one of those rare bright smiles. The one that felt to me like the sun was coming up.

We had dinner together and just talked. Getting to know each other even better, building our relationship outside of sex was important to both of us. I still didn't see any negatives in Bonnie, and my inner pessimist was making fun of me, I must be smitten.

Well, we just talked, until it was time for bed...

Chapter 21

Well I was bored again. I was realizing that while working as a consultant was better than nothing I was not good at waiting. I needed something steady, as opposed to hitting refresh on my tablet every ten minutes and wondering why I didn't have a second case yet.

I thought of trying some more meditation on those questions, but the idea was depressing. I put it off, trying to work out the reason why Cat would want to torture me like that. There had to be a reason, but it was beyond me. I let it go to the back of my head, let my subconscious work on it for a while. I was tired of thinking about it.

Of course that didn't really work, I was at loose ends and the questions kept popping back up in my head. I considered going to Tony's, I knew some dancing would cheer me up, I had so much fun doing it, not to mention the mind blowing sex with Bonnie and Tom afterwards. 

I cleaned up the house and checked the kitchen. It was time for a shopping run as well so I burned off some of the morning doing that. I even remembered to pick up a variety tea pack if my torturer decided to visit again anytime soon. It was a little after lunch when the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Ash, Tom here. Just calling to say I can't be there again tonight. There was a major pile up and right now it's taking all of our remaining energy to slowly nurse everyone to keep them alive. We will get them healed eventually, but its slow going."

Damn cheap ass city, now they are messing with my love life...

Well I didn't have much to do...

I asked, "What if you have enough energy?"

He said, "There are over fifty people here, thirty of them with broken bones, I don't think you can give me that much energy."

I said, "By myself, probably not. I'll see you later."

I knew it wasn't really my problem, but I also knew if one of those people died it would kill Tom. And while it might bring change and finally get them more help, it would be a really bad trade off.

Now how the hell would I get enough energy? My smile widened, it was kind of a crazy plan, I wasn't even sure if it was legal. But what the hell. I gathered some rocks outside and transmuted them to diamonds, I had five of them. I set some spells that would feed any energy stored in them to an angel that held them. Then I went to the triple X theatre. After putting on my very slutty outfit and growing my D cups that is.




Ashley's Tale 06



I would need a lot more than to simply skim if I was to make a difference, and I thought I knew how to get it. But I would need to get their attention first. I smiled. I was so going to enjoy this. I had changed. A month ago I would have scoffed at the thought of doing something like this in front of a room full of horny men. 

I would have been sure it would turn into a debasing orgy, with my new understanding and control of myself. I knew it wouldn't. But it would be fun. When I got in the theatre I talked to the manager, asked him to pause the film. I told him that it was for a good cause. It took a bit of fast talking but he dubiously agreed, I didn't even have to mesmerize him. 

Although, I was sure my barely covered breasts helped with that.

I walked into the theatre in my dancers outfit and made for the stage. The film turned off and a spotlight came on. There was some booing, at least until they saw me take the stage in my nonexistent skirt, red g-string and a tight red bra that my D cups were hanging precariously out of. A gauzy red negligee was the only other thing I had on. 

I felt a little uncomfortable at first, despite my breakthrough this was a bit beyond anything I had ever done and quite out of character for me. I settled a bit though when I felt my succubus preen under the attention and emotions. 

I took on their surge of lust and it filled me with that same confidence from the other night. I got wet. For a moment I had second thoughts, this was so unlike me, giving into an idea clearly generated from my succubus side. But as there would be no touching, I shook off my doubts. Doing this would save lives, plus, the idea of it was really turning me on.

I started to dance. Sensuously at first, I slowly moved my body, picking up my speed at the hoots and hollers. I picked up the pace slowly as I transitioned to fast dancing, bending my body in very suggestive and sexy ways. The old me would have been afraid, the new me ate it up. I loved it, I was so wet. 

My body was making lewd suggestions, I even saw a few guys with their cocks out, staring at me while they jerked their hard meat. It was amazing. When I finished my dance I was stripped down to my high heels and g-string as I strutted confidently and sexily around the stage. They hooted and hollered some more.

I had a mini orgasm under their lustful gaze, I felt great, the focus of all their sexual energy. 

I felt powerful.

Part of me wondered if that had been necessary, but I was worried if I didn't get their attention they wouldn't have bothered to listen to me. Plus, it was really fun... The idea had obviously come from my succubus half, and since it didn't involve cheating and sounded fun, it was what I did.

I said seductively, "Hi guys, I need your help, do you think you can help me?"

They all screamed out suggestions on how they could help, some of them even sounded intriguing. But I had my lovers at home, and was truly in control as my succubus fed and preened under the attention. I was positive this wouldn't be cheating, although it's about as close as I would ever like to get. At least I don't have to touch them for it, which is where the line would have been crossed.

I said in a low seductive voice, "I have a deal for you guys, the healers are low on energy, and people are hurt, they might even die. You would like to help them right? I just need some energy from you guys. You will take a little nap, and be tired for the rest of the day, but perfectly fine."

I was squeezing and pinching my naked tits as I talked, so even the strange turn of conversation couldn't disrupt their stare or attention. Plus I had an ace card for the question I knew was coming.

One guy screamed out, "And what do we get out of it," as he leered at me suggestively.

I tilted my head and licked my lips, "Why, you guys get the best orgasm of your lives, does that sound fair?"

They all cheered me again and I asked with a pout, "Does anyone not want to help me?"

I was so going to hell. I loved how they were all putty in my hands, using nothing but my body and pheromones, no control magic. They were all mine if I wanted them. I was tempted to let them all have me, worship my sex with their mouths, hands, and hard cocks. Use up all my holes violently and continuously as I gave them pleasure for their life giving energy. 

I craved it. It was my nature.

I was able to resist however, I was in control. Wanting it didn't mean I had to give it, or take it.

No one said they didn't want to help, so I told them all to sit down. They looked confused until I reached out to the first row with my power, enhancing and wrapping it gently around their libido. I pulled hard with my succubus magic; taking their life force through their lust, launching them into intense orgasms. They all gasped and shook in pleasure. The rows in the back watched the first row, their eyes drawn from me for the first time since I got on stage.

They could see the ones that had their lengths out, cumming so hard and shooting high in the air. They all came hard as I took their energy until they fell unconscious. I did it slowly enough so they all had a very intense sixty second orgasm. The rest of the room looked up at me in awe. Not one person left the room. They would be fine of course, their soul regenerating their life energy as they slept.

The only reason I thought I got as close to cheating as possible without actually cheating, wasn't because of their reaction though. It was not their intense orgasms. It was what their energy and lust did to me.

There was no way to gather that much power through me, and use my Witch power to transfer it to the stones. Not without driving me into an intensely blissful and overwhelming series of orgasms. I fell to the floor, screaming in rapturous ecstasy as my core desperately milked the air, looking for someone's, anyone's manhood to fill me with cream. I gripped, twisted and pinched my nipples hard, stretching my tits out as I was overcome.

When I started the second row I had a hand down the front of my g-string, twiddling my clit as I came intensely from the incredibly powerful burst of energy as I was both fed and pleasured by multiple life forces and an avalanche of intense orgasmic pleasure wrapped around my senses, driving me harder and longer into ecstasy.

I came with every single one of them, row by row, losing myself to the wanton display of my body being racked in pleasure before all these men. I reached out and took the energy from the ones in the back that started cumming before I could get to their row. Overcome by their own hand and the sexual display I put on for them. They didn't suffer a lack, compared to the ones that waited, as I raised them into unbelievable bliss as I fed from them.

I knew I would have enjoyed my mates more, there would have been caring involved, deeper emotions bolstering the pleasure. But I had never felt as much raw pleasure and sexual power as I did then on stage. It was intoxicating.

By the time I was done with the room I had the five stones filled with an insane amount of power. I was personally bursting with power as well and still horny as hell. I needed physical sex badly despite the multiple, violent and prolonged orgasmic bliss I had just gone through.

My nipples were tingling, my pussy was clenching, and I was just a hot wet mess lying on stage.

My labia were puffy and sore from all the intense orgasm's I went through, as I went row to row. My screams of pleasure had echoed theirs. I needed to be touched, but not by them, by my lovers. There was no confusion or doubt there. I wanted, no needed, my lovers' touch.

Unfortunately I knew Tom would be busy for a while when he and his fellow healers got the stones. I had hope Bonnie would be at my condo though, when I got home.

I got dressed in the normal clothes I brought with me, and left a room full of very sated and sleepy males. My knees were weak. I winked and giggled at the dumbfounded face of the manager as I practically stumbled out of the theatre. I left behind many sleeping and deeply satisfied men.

I recovered as I walked over to the clinic and went inside. I had never been in one, being a Witch and Succubus I was pretty much a self healer. It was a mess, there were people badly hurt, and all the Angels were low on energy. Healing at a trickle just to keep everyone alive and relatively pain free. There was even a news team there, hopefully making the city look bad at how cheap they were, not supplying enough healers.

Although more likely they were here to bitch about how bad a job the Angels were doing.

I went around handing the five Angels a stone each. When they took them they looked at me with wide eyes, but I just shook my head and winked. I didn't want anything to do with the press. Maybe I was just pessimistic but I had a feeling they would cover the positive in five seconds then spend minutes talking about how I must have serviced all of lower Manhattan for the energy.

But really, it had only been one theatre... Without touching even one of them. I was still on a sexual high, but trying to remain unobtrusive with the eyes of the press everywhere.

Oh crap, I bet someone recorded it. I better not show up on YouTube having a shit load of orgasms on a stage... That's all I needed.

I pulled Tom into a quick hot kiss when I handed over the stone and winked.

He said, "Holy crap, just one of these would heal all these people every day for a week, you gave out five?"

I nodded, "I had help from a number of concerned citizens, at a theatre..."

He snickered and said, "You are the best! Want me to come by if I can get out of here?"

I said sultrily, "Oh yeah, more than you can imagine, I am very worked up from making those stones..."

I left at that point, I was sure he wanted to heal those people and I was holding him up, girlfriend or not. I headed straight home in anticipation, a sigh of relief leaving me as I sensed Bonnie in my condo. I grinned, I was going to pleasure her until she passed out, she had no idea what she was in for...



Ashley's Tale 07



Yes I know, I'm a total slacker. Next three chapters, hope you enjoy them.

Chapter 22

I woke up with a huge smile and stretched, enjoying the feel of the sheets against my naked and sore body. Bonnie and I had still been going at it when Tom got here and joined us. My body was thoroughly sated, the Angel had stamina.

I took a long hot shower and got dressed. I was in such a good mood I decided to tackle meditation again.

Which was stupid, I should have stayed happy for while instead. Instead I focused on all my loved ones dying over and over. Is figuring this out actually worth all this?

By the time I was done the glow was gone and I was convinced that Cat was the devil and witches should be burned at the stake. Well, some of them anyway. Okay, just one, and her name is Cat. It took me a while to convince myself Bonnie was fine, and all those other people dying didn't really happen. I had been so far under it had felt real. That's when my pager went off, I smiled despite the seriousness of the situation, it would be a good distraction right now.

Apparently some crazy ass Angel escaped from prison. He had power too. Just great, an arsonist that could generate fire... gas and matches purely optional. 

I headed over to the prison. Turns out I was working with a federal marshal who went through my chief. I was still a little out of sorts from the meditation, plus being in a prison, plus working with a federal agent. Feds were assholes. Most of them anyway. Well let's just say I was a little nervous about things.

Marshall Sara Lindley however, was a short cute blonde. That helped me a bit, she looked more like a cheerleader than a federal agent. Her voice was high pitched, and I could hear her uncertainty.

"I'm agent Lindley, let me take you to his cell. You need something of his right? To... Umm, tune in or something?"

She sounded as uncomfortable as I felt, which perversely made me feel a little better. I nodded and said, "Exactly right, just take me to his cell."

She said, "There is a slight issue..." Shaking her head she continued, "It's easier just to show you."

We walked back to the cell, other inmates shouting suggestions to us. Most women would feel uncomfortable by this, I could see Sara ignoring it, or trying to. Being I was a succubus as well as a witch I felt both uncomfortable and powerful. Actually only a little uncomfortable, after my performance at the theatre this was nothing. Plus, it was a good snack as I skimmed the lust they were sending our way. Sara was quite cute as well so we were getting some attention.

I saw what the issue was right off. The cell walls were charred and nothing but the metal frame of the bed survived the fire. That would be a slight issue, as I needed something of his to track him. Well, he is an arsonist...

I shouldn't be surprised. Why do these things surprise me then? My inner pessimist was definitely broke. I so should have seen this coming, but then, I was a witch and this would only slow me down. 

I embraced my power and sifted through the ashes under the bed frame with my mind. I could not do anything with most of it, fabrics that were not natural were beyond my power. But the sheets and mattress were partially made of cotton, and that I could restore.

He was definitely connected to it, even without DNA when I picked up a piece of the newly constituted cotton I could feel what direction he was in, and a vague idea of distance. He did after all, sleep on it for a long time, that leaves its mark.

I had a direction and he definitely was not in Manhattan anymore.

I turned to Sara and said in a faux horrified voice, "Oh crap, New Jersey..."

I could tell I made her very nervous at that point, the joke fell flat and she was silent for most of the drive. It was bizarre, what self respecting New Yorker doesn't enjoy a cheap shot at Jersey? We took the GW over and I led her in the right direction. 

The atmosphere was tense, and it was not helping me get over my earlier meditation, in fact, it was kind of snow balling the feelings of anger and fear in my mind. I couldn't help it. By the time we were close I was really on the edge.

Plus, I had a feeling I was about to get in my first real fire fight since gaining that ability. I had some confidence after my training with Tony but I was still nervous about it. There were a lot of flammable things around, for example, wood, houses, the state of New Jersey...

We pulled up in front of the house I could feel he was in, I turned to Sara.

"So... Backup?"

Right when she opened her mouth to answer I heard a man scream from inside the house, along with a surge of power. I also felt horror and fear from three females, two of them children. I cut off my emotion sensing as Sara called it in, external feelings would be a distraction at this point. 

We both jumped out of the car and moved toward the house, Sara pulling her gun on the way across the lawn. Neither of us wanted to wait for him to burn, or even kill, another member of this family.

When we walked in I saw the Angel holding a fist full of fire. I smelled burnt flesh and I saw a line of fire heading for the children's mother.

I snapped. The meditation, anger at Cat, Sara treating me like a leper, and this insane asshole running around burning people plus my own insecurities and fears revolving around my power. It all added up to a perfect storm of crazy on my part.

My Witch abilities rose up alongside my demonic ones. Everything came into focus and time slowed, even to the point of stillness in my rage. I raised a fire shield between the Angel and rest of this family. I didn't bother with one for me, he wouldn't have time to redirect his attack. I moved forward fast and assaulted him with my fists, my focus and witch's power so strong he didn't have time to blink much less block or dodge my attack.

As I pummeled him I guess I blacked out. For a few seconds, subjectively for it all happened in less than a moment, I had no idea what I was doing.

I came to my sense shortly after, still pummeling the Angel's face. He was knocked out and his breath was raspy, his face puffy and bloody. I gasped and leapt up, regaining control of my senses and power. Sara was still by the door, my shield was still absorbing his last fire strike. I let go of my witch's power, I had never gone that deep, not even when casting. I was shocked at how quick I had become.

I also felt guilt, and shame. Not because the Angel didn't deserve an ass kicking, but because I had lost control while handing it out. When my shield fully absorbed the attack I release my fire powers as well. 

Behind me Sara said, "Federal agent, you're safe."

She looked at him, then at me with shock in her eyes as her brain caught up to what happened. I imagined one minute she saw him attacking, then the very next beat to a pulp. I ignored her as best I could, feeling uncomfortable. I knew she was just nervous about my abilities and power, she had no idea I lost control, and I sure wasn't going to tell her. I turned over the Angel and cuffed him to suppress his power. 

He was still breathing, and I sighed with relief. It had been a long day, and I just wanted to go home. I stayed with the family though, until the police showed up to take over and take away our fugitive. Sara drove us back into the city, it was tense. Almost like we were best friends on the drive out in comparison. I made my way home from the Federal building, not even bothering to bitch about her not giving me a ride to my home. I needed to get a handle on things so that doesn't happen again, but not tonight.

Tonight it was all I could do to get through my normal routine.





Chapter 23

When I woke up the next morning I felt a little better. I also had a new plan. Meditating on those questions just wasn't helping. In fact, it seemed to be hurting with little to no benefit at all. So the idea just came to me, next time I meditate it will be on the emotions I felt while meditating on the questions. Just focus on the emotions themselves. This was a familiar tack to me and just felt right.

But not right now. I still felt raw inside from yesterday. I shuddered at the thought I could have easily killed that crazy ass Angel yesterday if I hadn't come to my senses. No one could have stopped me, as it all happened in a blink of an eye to an outside observer.

I checked my pager, no job today. I made some tea and sipped it as I thought about yesterday. Not the feelings, but what happened. When a Witch casts a spell or holds her power time only seems to slow. What actually happens is the brain speeds up and expands, so does the body. It just seems like time slows. Yesterday it didn't just slow, it was almost at a standstill.

I was wondering how to accomplish that without snapping and losing my mind. I wasn't able to recreate it though. It did feel like time was slowing more than it used to for me, but nothing close to what I achieved yesterday. I had a feeling it had something to do with my demon and witch magic rising together, but I couldn't do it again. If I tried to raise them together and join them, it just fizzled, like I was mixing oil and water.

I felt a portal open and I smiled when I felt whose it was. It was my mother this time. Despite our disagreement on my career path, I was really happy to see her. Plus, she wasn't on my witches to be burned at the stake list. Just Cat. Have I mentioned yet that Cat should be burned at the stake?

"Hi mom," I said as I moved in to give her a hug.

She hugged me back and smiled. "I hear you were dancing the other day?" She raised her eyebrow.

It was a little embarrassing since she had been telling me to do it for years. I was glad I was over that fear, on the other hand that meant mom was right... again.

I replied, "Tony told you?"

When she nodded I said, "Would you believe that pervert wants us to do a set together, since we look like twins minus the height difference? At least after I increase my breast size that is."

My mother gave me a mischievous grin that seemed to translate to a positive, as if she thought it a good idea as well. I refused to believe it however to maintain my tenuous hold on sanity.

Sandy said, "I've been keeping an eye on you, and despite my advice to the contrary I know you are considering saying yes when they come to you. For the greater good."

Sandy snorts at the idea and pulls out a small Ziploc bag that had a hair in it.

She handed it over and said cautioning me, "Before you decide one way or the other, you need to take that hair and take a long look. I hoped my word would be enough, but if you do decide to help, you should go into it with your eyes open. We do have our reasons dear, can you imagine Aunt Jezebel or I not helping? It's what we do, there is more to this situation then you know. It is a damned if you do, damned if you don't kind of thing.

"To be honest, I am not sure which way is worse. I just worry for you. Now tell me about this Tom and Bonnie."

I could tell she was excited for me and we moved over to the couch and sat and talked about my lovers and relationships in general. We avoided all the topics we usually argued about and I really enjoyed the time spent with my mother for the first time in a long while. I was actually sorry to see her leave a few hours later.

After she left I still didn't want to meditate and I still was off balance from yesterday. I decided I should go dance to clear my head and relax. Bonnie and Tom wouldn't be here until late and I was tired of sitting around. I got dressed and made it out the door when it hit me.

Go dancing to clear my mind?

When did the thing I had feared become a source of strength and comfort? When I considered my inner succubus I smiled. There was respect, I knew I had to retain control or I could cause damage to people and their relationships. But there was no fear or hate in my heart.

I got in a couple of sets, and I was horny as hell. But as I walked home I had no fear that I would be unable to refuse an advance. The idea of my inner succubus forcing me to fuck a complete stranger seemed absurd to me. A complete departure of how I would have felt less than a month ago.

Of course, I knew a part of that was I had lovers at home; there was no desperation in it. I suppose the real test would come if I was ever alone again.

I was in no hurry to find out however, and hoped I never would.

When I got up the stairs and into the apartment, Tom was home, sitting on the couch in boxers and a skin tight t-shirt. I didn't even say hello, I just dropped to my knees and fished his cock out. I looked up in his eyes as I took him in my mouth. He looked down at me in shock for a moment, just a moment. Then he fell into his favorite role play.

Tom demanded, "That's right slut, suck me."

My body shivered and if possible my center got even wetter than it already was. The words were part of it, but I could feel his lust surge as he looked down at me. And maybe even more important I could feel the depth of his love that lived behind the harsh demeaning words.

It made playing his submissive little slut strangely intimate and fulfilling. It was also cathartic, there were no doubts here, no fear or anger, no confusion. Just pleasure, life, and joy.

I moaned in approval as he grew in my mouth, filling it. I heard him grunt in pleasure as my throat vibrated against the tip, as he grew to full length I relaxed the right muscles and his cock popped into my throat as if it belonged there. I hummed, massaging his tip with my throat as I massaged his length and balls with my tongue. My eyes never broke away from his for a moment.

They were telling him I was where I wanted to be. Where I needed to be. Where I loved to be.

He didn't last long as I milked his cock with my throat, lips, and tongue, never moving my head away, nose buried in his flesh.

Tom gasped, "That's it baby, suck it out, here it comes!"

He grabbed my hair and pulled my face harder against him as he arched his back and pushed up. I started swallowing as he emptied into my throat. His orgasmic pleasure hitting me, the taste of him filling my throat, and the rush of energy all together overwhelmingly pushed me over. My scream of bliss was gagged by his manhood as my body shook in blessed release.

He released me, but I still did not move, I milked him softly with my tongue and throat until I had all he could give. I almost lovingly cleaned him with my tongue then smiled in deep satisfaction. If only everything in my life could be so perfect...

"Hi there, have a good day?"

He grinned, "Much better now actually."

He pulled me up onto his lap and we talked for a bit. He teased my body with his fingertips for a while as he recovered. I could have helped with that, but I was enjoying our intimacy too much to rush things along. The building anticipation didn't hurt either. I knew he would take me when he was ready to go again...





Chapter 24

The house was quiet, and I knew I was running out of time to decide. If my mother's information was correct they would be coming to me for help soon. It had been a week now since my jail time, I couldn't put it off any longer so I got out the hair my mother gave me.

What I found was a disturbing hatred toward the other races. If I helped or not, succeeded or not, the situation would be twisted and used against us. And by us I mean all Angels, Demons and Witches. Even more disturbing is the hair belonged to the president. He was a bigot, and a dangerous one.

The bastards long range plans were clear, kill us, or run us out of the country. I would like to say he was insane, but other than an irrational hatred and prejudice against non-humans, his mind seemed rather normal. 

I believe they want me to stay out of it. If I say no, and the president lives, they would then play it off that we didn't help at all. If I chose to help, they would twist the facts anyway, make it look like our fault. Too little, too late.

I could say no, hoping he would die, then move in and save his replacement. Assuming of course that I could, my inner pessimist stood up and told me I might die in the fight, then I wouldn't have to worry about it at all. I had a feeling this is the route Jezebel and Sandy want to take. Really, it's almost our only chance; the vice-president is not one of them. The president's thoughts made that clear.

But... What a gamble that would be. It would also make it easier for him to move against us, if he prevailed. Granted, Demons are tough, but the US military isn't anything to sneeze at either. So far things have been kept to a minimum on the arms used in the conflict in DC. I could tell it was part fear of the Demons escalating with greater technology, and partly not wanting to blow up his city.

I still wasn't sure what to do as I weighed the decision back and forth. Helping seemed to minimize the risk, but wouldn't really help either. Not helping seemed an all or nothing gamble, I didn't think that a good idea.

My mind was going in circles so I put away the president's hair, idly wondering how the hell my mom got a hold of it. I could focus on something else for a while. I had put off meditating enough. After grabbing lunch I looked within.

I examined my emotions and as expected I found fear and anger. It seemed an endless cycle of it, sometimes I wondered if I should even be? I don't mean in a suicidal way, I mean philosophically. 

What did it mean exactly that my magic couldn't find a balance on its own? Was being a demon witch truly so unnatural? Growling at my pity party I started over, clearing my mind of everything except the emotions I felt while imagining their deaths.

Again, the fear and anger were clear, but, deeper there was more. Another emotion twined between the anger and fear.

Guilt. Shame. Why guilt though, that made no sense to me at all. After spending some time on it I realized it was tied up with the rest of the fear interfering with my magic, bringing my core out of balance. Confused, I considered why all those people dying, why would I feel guilt and shame, how could it be my fault?

Then it hit me, the painfully obvious answer. I felt shame because if I wasn't such a freak, I could use my powers correctly, and save every single one of them in those situations. None of them had to die, if I could open a portal to get across town, or control gravity to catch those that were falling.

So what did that mean? The last of my fear was actually a fear of my powers? What they could do? Was I afraid I would abuse them? Of what I could become? I thought I was a good person, mostly. Was I worried that would change if I could use all my power?

How the hell can I fix that? Perhaps be more afraid of the lives I can't save without them, of the deaths that happen that I cannot prevent? Was that why Cat made me meditate on them? To make me fear the possibility so much it freed my power? I needed to let this sit in my mind for a while, I didn't know where to go from here. It was all just too much.

Then I did what all women do when times got tough and no answers were in sight.

I went shopping, and I did it with mom's credit card. I might have gone a bit overboard. I picked up some clothes that I could work in, but I also decided to expand my selection of trashy clothes. I was now enjoying the dancing, which still floored me at times, and I needed more than one outfit. I knew I had plenty of tight jeans and comfortable shirts, but I couldn't help myself and got some of those as well.

By the time I was finished I was actually feeling better. I was walking down the street, hands full with the bags when I heard, "That's her I tell you, the succubus from the movie theatre! I know her tits are smaller but they can do that, look at her face!"




Ashley's Tale 07



Oh shit, I thought Manhattan was big enough. Apparently not. I ignored it and kept walking, thankfully the guy didn't follow me, but I did get a few strange looks from the women around me. I couldn't help the smile pulling at my lips, it was pretty funny actually.

I was strong, but getting up the stairs with all those bags was awkward. Finally I made it in the door and hung up my new clothes. Bonnie should be home soon, so I decided to start cooking dinner. Tom was working the late shift again at the healing center tonight. 

I really needed a steady job, I had too much time on my hands lately, although, I was thankful the chief was hooking me up with what little he could. I tried not to think about it too much, wanting to stay in a good mood instead of getting pissed about the Feds screwing up my life.

I put our meal into a crock pot to keep it warm, and it would make the meat more succulent as it stewed. I had plans for when she got here and didn't want to ruin dinner. 

When Bonnie got home I greeted her with a soft brushing kiss, wearing nothing but a see through negligee... and an obscenely large strap on. She melted against me and moaned softly into my mouth.

"You look amazing Ash, thanks for the welcome home."

I just smiled, eyes twinkling as I closed the door, and starting stripping off her clothes, starting with her gun belt. I had her down to her sexy matching lingerie panty and bra set before we made it as far as the couch. Our lust and affection mixed in my mind and I fed it back to her. I led her to the couch, and bent her over the arm, dropping to my knees behind her I started to kiss her panty line. I slowly stripped them down, continuing to kiss and suckle as I travelled down her ass with my tongue.

When I reached her warm wet center I started getting her ready for the dildo with my tongue. It didn't take long. As I teased her clit, I reached for the lube I had left their earlier and lubed up the dildo. Spontaneity was good, but I had this planned out from the beginning. There is something to be said for a well laid seduction.

When her body started shaking in orgasm, quivering under my tongue, I stood and drove into her hard, burying it as I pushed more power into our connection. Her small orgasm turned into a torrent of pleasure as she squealed and bucked back into me. 

As she started coming down I sawed in and out of her slowly. I teasingly sped up just a tiny bit more every time she begged me, "Please Ash, fuck me harder. Please? Oh god, faster love..." I continued to tease until it turned into, "Stop teasing me you bitch and fuck me, NOW!"

I kept her on the edge for a long time, I had the pulse of her body in my grip as I finally did what she asked and started pounding her hard from behind while softly caressing her ass between hard spanks. I waited until she was close to her breaking point then simply released her body while shoving a thumb in her backside. Her orgasm filled me with bliss, pleasure and life as I exploded with her.

I slowed down and brought her back down gently. After pulling out I took off the dildo and pulled her into my arms on the couch. She kissed me between the violent aftershocks of pleasure shooting through her body. When she looked at me with love in her eyes, and amazement at what I did to her I thought, maybe... just maybe, being a succubus wasn't such a bad thing after all...



Ashley's Tale 08



Chapter 25

The city was falling apart. The demons had killed the president and declared the land theirs by right of combat. The Feds had turned on the supernatural races that had improved their lives over the last twenty years, out of fear, and hate. But most of all, out of envy. None of that mattered though I thought as I sobbed. It was all nothing next to the glassy dead eyes of Bonnie and Tom.

I hadn't been able to protect them. I failed.

I bowed my head in grief, then Bonnie's voice hit me like a hammer.

"Come look at this, it's getting worse."

I couldn't stand so I crawled to the window, outside there were riots going on, and many held signs demanding the Angels and Demons get out of the U.S.. It was ugly. I looked up at Bonnie in confusion, she was dead wasn't she?

Then I heard the door burst open and the Feds run in shooting. I remembered now, this is how they die. I brought up my power to shield us from the bullets, but, it went wrong. The bullets changed their flight, missing me, but I couldn't protect Tom and Bonnie. I heard the sound of the bullets rip into their flesh, their pain went through me and I screamed, lashing out with my mind, the invaders all burned.

For what felt like the hundredth time, I looked down on their dead glassy eyes.

I hadn't been able to protect them. I failed. Not just them, so many, too many.

I sobbed when I heard Bonnie's voice. I didn't want to go through it again, but then the world shook and broke apart, I heard her calling me...

"Ash! Wake up. You're having a nightmare. Wake up," as she shook me.

I could feel the tears running down my cheeks as my throat closed. Bonnie held me as I worked out it was only a dream. Sometimes, being a witch sucked... My vision dream, or nightmare, had taken a lot out of me. She rocked me softly until I fell back into sleep. This time, it was dreamless. I was safe in her arms.

I woke to the sound of the door. The condo was empty; Bonnie must have gone into work and let me sleep in after that horrid nightmare. I quickly got dressed and I noticed I felt... different. My power felt... free. I knew I would have to check it out, meditate, check and see what there was left to do. But after that nightmare it wasn't going to happen right now. Plus, I need to get the front door.

When I opened the door I almost sighed aloud. There were two very tall guys wearing suits. One of them showed me their homeland security badge. Just great. In the dream I knew I had not gone when the president called, and it had led to hell. I wasn't sure if the reverse would be any better, but I wasn't going to ignore my own dreams either.

Ironically now that my decision was made, they weren't here for that.

"Ma'am, if you could come with us, we just have some questions for you then you can go."

Mouth dropping open I asked, "Questions?" I must have sounded idiotic, but they had just waked me up and I lacked the sustenance of life, otherwise known as coffee.

He nodded, "Yes, we are given to understand you have a good grounding of demon culture."

I mumbled and yawned, "Sure, just give me a minute." I didn't have time for a shower but I wanted to brush my hair and teeth at the very least, and put on clean clothes. A few minutes later I followed the two suits to their car. During the drive they were completely professional, which means I was bored out of my mind in the silence of the back seat.

When we arrived they escorted me into the building, since I didn't have cuffs on I was feeling a little better about this visit than the last one. When they got me in the room I even got offered a coffee, which I accepted. Coffee equals life after all.

They asked me a number of familiar questions, starting with how they can get the Demons to give up and go home.

"Well, the one that's attacking right now? You need to have someone challenge the one in charge in single combat. And win. The problem is, if you lose, he wins the country. If you win and they leave, there is no stopping one of the other ruling demons from giving it a try, the original ones won't come back, but they are only from one of hundreds of demesnes.

"If you do lose and don't cede the country by their rules of combat, things will get very ugly, like, wipe us off the map ugly. Not following the rules of combat will not only bring out the big weapons, but all demesnes will join together to teach us a lesson. So don't do the challenge unless you're willing to gamble the country."

When he asked if there was any other way I shrugged.

"You could become a vassal and pay him, so he would rule in name only and we would send tribute. Going the other way, we could invade, we go in and kick major ass and take a demesne. That might convince them we aren't worth the trouble. Of course, if you do that, someone will have to go rule there and defend it.

"Lastly, you could open up more serious negotiations with the Angels. They will probably not offer the technology, but they may set up devices on Earth for us that will make opening a gate between worlds impossible, unless you want one and in what spot. It would cost us something, but I don't think they have any interest in ruling us at all."

It really was a serious problem, I was glad it wasn't up to me. They let me go after that, and did I get a ride home? Nope, subway here I come. Fucking Feds. The best I could come up with is they were desperate and didn't know what they were doing yet, probably why they didn't ask me for anything else.

As I went down to the subway platform I began to wonder which of these people would be in their homes, and which would let hate lead them to riot in the streets, bunching all super naturals as devils, demanding we leave. Kill us and destroy lives. I knew it wouldn't be all of them, probably not even one out of a thousand. Problem was, there was close to thirty million in the city. A high percentage wasn't really needed.

I also wondered how many would be loyal to their Demon and Angel friends. Like Bonnie. And how many would die because of it as she did in my dream. I hated the idea. There had to be a way to keep my dream from coming true. It was a warning was it not? There must be a path I and others could take to avoid it.

I stopped at the IHOP on the way back to the condo. I wasn't in the mood to cook and it was already getting late for breakfast. I put away a meat omelet and some pancakes. It was good enough, and I didn't feel as maudlin now that I had some food in me. I walked around the streets some more not wanting to go back to the condo. When I realized why I was doing it, just to avoid having no more excuses to not meditate on the changes to my power, I steeled myself and went back...

Chapter 26

It seemed my dream last night had served more than one purpose. When I looked deep inside myself and at the core of my power, it was unencumbered. Not to say there were no emotions within me, there was still fear, and I was plenty pissed off at the Feds still, but my power was glowing. There was no more fear and hate of my power itself. I felt buoyant and free. 

I was stronger now, maybe half again as powerful as I was. I would guess I was close to my mother's strength. I knew I would have to meditate often, to keep it this way, to prevent it from being blocked off and distorted again. Considering this, it was time to get a little practice in. My power may not be blocked anymore, but I still had a lot to figure out.

I reached down and summoned my power, merely to hold it. I finally understood that I wasn't drawing the demon and witch power together; I was drawing the power of a demon witch. A subtle difference, but somehow, it felt profound. When I was young and would practice with my mother, then my father, I tried to treat it as two separate cores, two separate powers. I think that is where my first troubles came from.

The power I held now, one power, could create and defend from fire, as well as grow a tree, or heal. It was all one. I made a face as I realized once again Cat was right. Maybe I should put off the burning...

I remembered back to what my mother tried to teach me eight years ago when I was just sixteen. It took me about fifteen minutes of playing with it, along with a slight accident with the sofa, before I was able to open a portal. I held my breath, hoping it was where I wanted it, and stepped through.

I grinned as I stepped into central park. Never mind the portal was three feet off the ground, I had done it. Practice would smooth the rough edges off of things. Until then I would just have to deal. 

I practiced for hours with gravity. I held a paper cup in the air without harming it. On my fourth try I pinched a leaf off of a tree without affecting the branch or surrounding leaves. 

Crushing a beer can to the size of a small ball bearing was kind of fun. I had a few false starts, but my magic never went haywire. It was a matter of practice, tuning in small degrees, if I wanted soft, that is what I got. If I wanted a powerful effect, that is what happened.

It was strange for me, like a dream. All my life I had struggled with this, my power. The hell I had gone through was worth it, and despite me hating Cat, just a little, for what she put me through, I owed her my thanks.

I still needed more training, my mother could do hundreds of minute things all at the same time with gravity, all I really did today was practice my strength, I still had plenty to do. But not now, it was late afternoon and I needed to get back home. I opened a portal and stepped through, this time when I stepped into the condo I was just inches from the floor.

Tom was there, staring at the sofa, one of the arms crushed into splinters. I blushed and explained.

"Sorry about that, getting a hold of my power, that's why I moved to central park."

Tom shook his head and gave me a soft kiss. "Go get ready, we are going out. Bonnie is already changing."

Intrigued with the idea I walked toward the bedroom. With all that was going on we hadn't really had a chance to go out lately. I found Bonnie naked and going through the closet. When I walked in, she shoved a pair of my short jean shorts, and a tight shirt into my hands.

"What are we doing?"

She grinned, "Dinner, then to play some pool, maybe a bar after that. Not really in the mood for a club, that's why I'm dressing you sexy casual, go change."

I spanked her playfully and decided to just go with it. I put the clothes on the bed then stripped down for a shower, it had been a long day and I hadn't had one yet. As a succubus I would never really stink, but I didn't feel clean. When I came out she handed me one of her bras and told me to put it on.

Now, normally I go D-cup in the strip club, but stay B otherwise. It cuts down on... problems. I wasn't stuck up, but I knew my body attracted enough attention being a succubus, even with the perky B's. I guess she wanted arm candy tonight, since her bras of course, was a C-cup. I didn't argue about it, I just put it on and made myself fit it. But I did raise an eyebrow in question.

I snorted as she leered at me up and down, licking her lips when her eyes met my tits. I knew she was just playing, but I have to say she got me a little wet doing it. I have to admit, I did look good with C-cups, they were a little large for my frame, but not freakishly so, just enough to get them lots of attention.

Bonnie was also wearing short jean shorts and a tight red shirt. Her long raven black hair was down which completely changed how she looked. I couldn't help it, I melded my body to hers, pulling her in and kissed her softly. She snickered and stepped back, telling me later. Cruel woman.

We went back outside and Tom was suitable impressed with us both, almost blushing as we each took one of his arms, and kissed either side of his face, before heading for the door. Although slightly underdressed for it, we went to a good steakhouse for dinner. My lips twitched slightly at the judging looks coming from the woman... too bad their men were busy staring at us.

After dinner Tom hailed a taxi and we found a local pool hall. I hadn't played in quite a while but was looking forward to it. I almost regretted the body change as we drew a lot of eyes walking into the place. Bonnie drew her share, but most looked my way. I could almost see them judging their chances if they hit on me. Shrugging I leaned into Tom, making it clear by my body language I was his. Hopefully that would work, some men however were no good at picking up signals that way.

I wondered why I was so aware of it for a moment. I was twenty four and had been drawing looks since I hit puberty at thirteen and got my hourglass figure. Point being is, I was used to it, and pretty much just ignored it most of the time. It took me a moment to figure out it was because I wanted to enjoy my night out with Tom and Bonnie. Not brush off advances all night, second nature or not.

Knowing the cause I put it out of my mind, I would just have to deal. Tom stopped by the front desk and got us a table, then led us over to it carrying the tray of balls. There were three of us, so we just decided to play cut throat nine ball and I volunteered to rack since I really didn't want to break.

Winking at me, Bonnie took a cue stick off the wall and set up the cue ball for a break. She bent over the pool table and hit the ball pretty hard. Belatedly, once I could tear my eyes away, I saw the balls spread out well and the three ball was sunk. She managed to knock in one more before missing. Tom insisted I go next. I managed to hit the two ball, but it didn't go in.

Giving him a quick kiss I said, "Your turn babe." Despite the horrible shot, I was starting to relax and have fun. We managed to order a couple of beers as the waitress walked by, then it was Bonnie's turn again.

She ran the rest of the table, and then grinned at Tom and I. I raised an eyebrow and she giggled.

"Hey, at least I can beat you two at something..."

I snickered, grabbed the triangle and racked another game. We decided to alternate breaks, so Tom was lining up his first shot when I heard a loud argument break out across the room. I had shut off all my sensitivity to emotion, just wanting to relax and have fun, but I instinctively cracked the gate in my mind and felt anger, disgust, and no small amount of fear.

I looked over and saw four young men in yellow t-shirts. It had the slogan, Support America for Humans, on it. They were the disgust and fear. I pondered this for a moment, as my nightmare of a dream flashed in my mind. This is how the bigotry would start, all the trouble in the nation's capitol, plus the plans of highly placed government people, and a whole lot of stupid people, like those four back there.

Problem was of course, there were plenty of Demons and Angels stupid enough to get into a fight over a t-shirt. Never let it be said I thought humans had a monopoly on it. Stupidity crosses all races, in case of point, the pissed off demon about to go off on them. By now Bonnie had noticed, and off duty or not, she was carrying a stun weapon and I could tell she felt like she should intervene.

Of course, she only had her small backup piece, in one of her boots. I doubted she had enough room in her skin tight shorts to carry a sheet of paper, much less a weapon. I sighed and followed her over. Not that I had the right to help, not being her partner anymore. But I sure as hell wasn't going to let her face off with a pissed off Demon. Even if he had very little power outside of strength and speed.

She addressed the demon with a smile, "Hi, I'm Bonnie. I am also an off duty police officer. Is there a problem here mister..."

The demon sounded startled, "Wade, and those assholes are the problem. They must be looking to get beat wearing something so stupid."

Bonnie nodded as if agreeing, her voice sounded soft and reasonable as she said, "Yes, but stupidity is not a crime. Assault is."

Wade's face twisted in annoyance, but he let out a long blowing breath and I could feel the anger dissipating. I would have thought that would be the end of it, of course, with the four yellow shirts that was a lot of concentrated idiocy in one place.

One of them said scathingly, "That's it? He threatened me!"

Bonnie, apparently annoyed now, said reasonably with a tinge of sarcasm, "Yes, but threats are no more a crime than those moronic shirts."

Of course, Wade and I snickered at her comment. I tried, really tried to hold it back, but there it was. I scanned the people around us, who all seemed to be watching now. A few of them even had their phones out, no doubt streaming straight to their YouTube accounts. A dark suspicion rose in my mind so I asked, "Did you idiots volunteer to get beat up so your group could get publicity?"

They didn't answer, but of course, they didn't have to, I could feel their emotions respond affirmatively. I turned to Bonnie and asked, "How much jail time can they get for incitement to riot?"

One of them gulped and asked, "Jail time?"

Bonnie answered, her voice sounding official, "It depends on the circumstances, sometimes just a lot of community service, sometimes four years or more possibly. It could be a while if they wore those shirts with the intent to inflame others and cause a riot."

Wade blushed angrily, realizing he would have been a patsy. Shaking his head he just left at that point and went back to his table. It gave me hope that stupidity had a cure in some cases.

Suspiciously, they all had other shirts on under the t-shirts, which they immediately removed. No doubt tomorrow there would still be a video of them doing that, and people saying their right to free speech was infringed. Never mind they did it on their own, no one told them to take the shirts off.

I followed Bonnie back to the pool table, closing off all outside emotions in disgust, I actually felt disappointment coming off some of the watching people at the aversion of violence. We played another couple of games, and although I had fun, I wasn't as relaxed as I wanted to be. 

I couldn't get those shirts out of my head, they resonated so strongly with my dream, I had to hope what we did would make a small difference, though I doubted it. Not on the large scale anyway, but of course, Wade wouldn't be going to jail at least.

There was a bar close by that we hit. It was small but full of people. There was music on, but not blasting like a club would be. We sat at a table and ordered some drinks. It was nice, we talked about what was going on. Bonnie was breaking in a new partner at work, which was slightly depressing since it wasn't me, but okay. Her new partner was a demon named Kim, she was petite like me, but four inches taller at five foot six. She didn't have fire powers, but could hit like a Mack truck apparently.

Tom was still overworked, but said he heard rumors that they would find regular doctors to supplement and take care of smaller issues that weren't life and death. I didn't really like the idea of that, it was almost like the first small necessary step in getting the supernatural community out of America. Why hire a host of human doctors when one or two more Angels would handle the overflow?

Or perhaps I was just getting paranoid, seeing the end in everything. I made an effort and released all of it, determined to have a good time. It worked well enough. I wasn't drunk, but I couldn't deny tipsy when we left the bar. Tom hailed a cab and we went back to the condo. Tom looked at us suspiciously when we shared a look and giggled.

We both liked his dominate male fantasy, but tonight we had other plans.

We double teamed him with soft caresses and kisses as we stripped him of clothes and led him to the bedroom. Once we got him in the bed, Bonnie distracted him while I grabbed the ropes and tied him up. Smiling we continued to kiss and stroke his whole body except his cock, every once in a while we stopped long enough for Bonnie and I to share a kiss and remove one piece of clothing.




Ashley's Tale 08



When we were finally naked, we teased him a bit more, before I straddled his head and she straddled his chest. My dripping pussy was inches from his mouth as Bonnie and I started to kiss and finger each other, right above him. He groaned, partially in need, partially in frustration. We didn't leave him hanging for long, we both reached our bliss quickly, my orgasm striking in sympathy to hers, although I was seconds away from coming by myself anyway.

I gave Bonnie one last long kiss before she backed up. I lowered my wet heat onto his mouth as Bonnie engulfed his pulsing shaft in hers. I gasped out as his tongue hungrily entered my warmth, licking and sucking the honey from my core. Bonnie looked so sexy and beautiful as she moved her hips, his hard long cock being devoured by her wet heat.

Between watching her and him teasing my engorged clit with his rough tongue I arched my back and ground myself on his face as I reached a second orgasm. As I was coming I both heard and felt them join me, caught up in our magical connection I dragged them with me into rapture.

When we caught our breath Tom asked, "Can you untie me now?"

I moved and leaned down to his ear, and pulling out my best sultry succubus voice I breathed out, "No, you are our toy tonight, and I'm not done yet."

I smiled when I felt a fresh surge of lust from him.

I pulled Bonnie down next to Tom, it was time to tease him some more. Besides, I wanted to taste my lovers juices all mixed together. I sat on her face and dove for her sweet juice mixed with his manly musk. She gasped as I snaked my tongue inside her, literally, growing it out longer as I cleaned her out. She whimpered in pleasure into my labia as I ran my silky lips across her clit, my tongue expertly massaging her g-spot.

Her whole body shook and quivered as I held her on the edge, forcing her body to rise higher before I released her into an intense and long orgasm. I looked over in satisfaction at Tom's obvious readiness. This time, Bonnie claimed his mouth while I took him reverse cowgirl. He lasted a long time, even without my interference. It was wonderful. My tight warmth gripped him as he filled me, greedily milking him as my body once again reached ecstasy.

I was glowing and completely satiated, I gave him a languorous kiss before untying him. Bonnie and I cuddled against him from either side and we talked softly for a while before I fell asleep.

It wasn't too much later, when I woke up, my arms and legs tied down to the bed, Bonnie and Tom looking at me mischievously. It was quite a while before I got to sleep a second time...

Chapter 27

The next morning Bonnie and Tom were off to work and I looked down at my phone. As if doing that would get me a job to do. Strangely at that moment I heard a knock at the door. I snorted and answered it.

The same two goons from homeland security from the other day were standing there. One asked to come in and I waved them inside and offered them a seat on the couch. I really needed to get a new one of those, I got a weird look when they noticed the crushed side. Goon number two finally got to the point.

"Well, the president decided to go with the challenge option. If more come later he may contact the Angels and try and work something out. Basically we are here because... well the president requested that you do it."

Knowing that either answer I gave will probably get us screwed over, and that my mother did not want to help this president, gave me pause. The dream really was the tipping point in my mind, I knew what would happen if I said no. That it might happen anyway was a concern, but wasn't a given. So why did I feel like I was betraying my family when I answered?

"Yes, I'll fight the challenge."

They didn't react outwardly, projecting the non feeling act of a Fed, but the feelings of surprise coming from them told me they had expected me to say no.

"Just give me a few minutes to pack."

I loved being me. Blonde, cute as hell and short, but I didn't want to be as famous as my mom and my aunt, so I changed my appearance completely. Yes I played with my breast size a lot, but I hardly ever did a complete change like this.

This time I got an outward reaction of surprise when I walked out six inches taller, my long blonde hair now short and red. My skin was even paler and I had a few freckles on my nose and one or two on my cheeks. I made my breasts a D-cup and gave myself a nice tight ass and long legs. 

I was wearing a t-shirt and sweats, mostly because they are a hundred percent cotton and I could change those too. I still looked hot of course, I wasn't sure it was possible for a succubus to make herself ugly, no matter what size, form or coloring I chose. But except for someone who could read energy, like another supernatural who had met me, there is no way anyone could know it was me.

Goon one opened his mouth, closed it, opened it and said, "Who the fuck are you?"

My laughter tinkled, my voice a little higher in pitch but also softer so it would be cute, and not grating. "I assume it will be taped if not televised, I have no intention of becoming famous. I'm Ashley of course, you know, a succubus."

I winked and headed for the door. "Aren't you boys coming?"

I could have opened a portal to D.C., I could also fight with all my power, but I was going to be careful. The government thought my powers were weaker, because up until now they were. I did not think it a good idea to let them know things had changed. I realized it was a dangerous idea to try and use minimal force in a challenge to the death, but I had the feeling I needed to.

On the trip to the airport I pulled out my phone to let Bonnie and Tom know I was heading to D.C. That's all I said, we had talked about it and they would understand the rest without my saying anything else in a message the government would probably see. Waiting for us at the airport was a Learjet. I have to admit, I was expecting tickets for coach.

The plane ride was very boring. The goons weren't up for conversation so I pulled out my phone and played Angry Birds in the Demonic Dimension. There must have been thirty different ones in the last twenty years. It was very addicting. Luckily it was only about thirty minutes and we were landing at Dulles.

The arch-demon, or demon in charge, was at the Washington monument. He wanted to make sure he could be easily found, and had been waiting for the leader of America to answer his challenge. It almost made the Demon appear stupid to be that naïve, and in a way he was. Naïve that is. He was limited to the demonic way of thinking. There was no diversity of governments there, they were all dictatorships, and all had been defended or lost to challenges at one time or another. It was all they knew.

It would be about an hour drive, normally just thirty minutes, but because of fighting damage to the city streets, it would take longer. The first half hour my mind was going in circles. Am I doing the right thing? Should I have said no? And of course the obvious doubt, am I about to die? It got to the point I focused inward completely and started to meditate.

I worked through the questions and calmed my emotions. I was so far under the agent had to shake me. When I opened my eyes we were there. I got out of the car and walked toward the monument, any demon that attempted to bar my way wouldn't live to regret it, I simple incinerated them. I hated doing it, but if I was soft, I would have to kill all of them before getting to the leader. Ruthlessness would keep most of them alive, as they would not dare to challenge me now.

As I neared the steps by the monument I called out. "I am the champion of the leader of this land. Come out so I may kill you and send your pitiful troops home."

Luckily, my voice wasn't as unsteady as I felt. I actually sounded supremely confident. I was also worried about this being taped, I could hear the late night news now with the political commentators. Look at how ruthless she is, is that American? Do we really want her, or those like her, here in our country?

They wouldn't understand, sometimes you had to meet your enemy on their terms. In other words, ruthlessly. The Demon stepped down, assessing me as I assessed him. He was six foot five, probably two hundred and twenty pounds, all muscle. That part didn't bother me, it wouldn't have even if I was still my normal five foot two. What bothered me was how strong his magic felt.

Was it stronger than mine? I couldn't tell, it was too close to guess. He felt like my mother, or Jezebel felt, which is to say, strong. I almost laughed at the cliché of it when his voice boomed out.

"You shall die, and this demesne will be mine. Your blood is weak from living here on this primitive world."

We both struck then, neither taken unaware. Fire erupted around us both, then focused into small streams. Testing, draining the others power. He was strong and fast, but when I embraced my magic, my witch heritage slowed time around me. It was almost easy, blocking his strikes. It was also frustrating, no matter how fast I moved my attacks around his shield he adapted.

Impossible...

It didn't make sense to me; he shouldn't be fast enough to adjust his shield's points of strength to my speed. I studied his technique, and when I understood it, I almost lost control of my magic in surprise. He wasn't consciously controlling his shield, just his attacks. I didn't know how to do it myself, yet, but somehow he keyed his magic to mine. His magic was matching mine directly, not controlled by his mind at all, just linked to his will somehow.

That made the solution quite obvious, I rushed him and punched him in the throat as hard as I could. He didn't have the speed or even the perception of my movement to begin to block. When he gasped I punched him hard in the solar plexus. At that point he lost control of his magic, my fire dove in quickly and claimed his life. I just stood there then, at a loss. I felt... uneasy.

I expected to feel good. After all, I had just freed America from their attack, yet, I felt nothing. I was numb. It was horrifying. I was twenty four, just shy of my twenty fifth birthday, and I had just killed another intelligent being for the first time in my life. More than one, and as the pressures of the moment left I wondered just how necessary it was to kill those sentries. Couldn't I have just knocked them out?

Maybe...

I released my magic and the world sped up around me. I turned to the closest Demon and said, "By right of combat I order you to leave this world, and take all those who came with you. Never to return as long as the master of this demesne lives." My voice sounded wrong. 

It didn't sound cute and sexy. It sounded dead, just like I felt inside. I knew, logically, that he had to die, even had deserved it. He probably even thought his death a good one, one with honor. But to the ashes of my heart it sounded like excuses, empty, meaningless.

I slowly made my way over to the car, no one approached me. Vaguely I saw the cameras and news crews but I ignored them. I got in the car and just sat. Eventually it pulled away and brought me to the airport. Apparently you only get to fly in style while en route to saving the country, the return trip is coach. They gave me a ticket and I stepped out. As I walked toward the airport doors, I heard a voice in my head.

Cat said softly, "Turn around my dear."

I turned, and there was a bullet there, hanging at head height, a bare three inches from my forehead. I saw the strong gravity globe holding it up. I held my hand out while I looked around. I almost laughed, the Goth girl, about sixteen years old, who was smoking about twenty feet away, was Cat.

She released the bullet and it dropped into my hands, I heard the sorrow in her voice when she said, "I'm sorry my dear, so sorry."

I didn't understand at first, why she would be so sorry. Then I examined the bullet. My dead heart became at first confused, then, it was filled with rage.

The bullet was cursed, if she hadn't caught it, I would be dead. The charm would have failed.

The bullet also clearly told me who had loaded it, who had pointed a sniper rifle at my head and who had pulled that trigger. My rage grew as his name, his energy and his soul came to my mind. So familiar, so painful.

Sam, it was that stupid federal agent, former lover, asshole, piece of crap Sam.

Chapter 28

I didn't have anything of his, but I didn't need it. I had known him for years, and been intimate with him countless times. I reached out with my mind, and felt him fleeing the scene. I put the ticket in my pocket and walked inside, sitting in the first restaurant I could find. I ordered a coffee and a donut, then focused on Sam and did what I swore I would never do.

He had lost the courtesy of me respecting his mind, so I dove in.

Twenty minutes later, I finished my donut and the last sip of coffee. What I had found was shocking, the implications even more so. Needless to say, he went a bit insane because he couldn't own me. It was... really sick. He joined in with the president's group at that point, hating all supernatural beings. It was insane. Stupid bastard. He was a patsy and didn't even know it. The idea of it was obvious. The bullet would have clearly led back to him. Idiot.

I waited a while longer, until my rage calmed to mere anger. I also felt sorrow at the deaths, but I no longer felt dead inside. I knew I was dealing with too much right now, and that I was about to make an impulsive decision that might turn out bad.

I stood and walked out, looking around until I spotted one of the camera crews and walked over.

"I want to give an interview."

The camera man smiled and said, "Come with me back to the station?"

I simply nodded and got in the van. I still had doubts over what I was doing, but I was driven by both anger and a sense of justice. I just hoped it wouldn't backfire.

In less than thirty minutes I was sitting across from my interviewer. She was about sixty five, and well known. Karen Carter had a naturally soothing presence and I understood how she was so successful. Putting someone at ease was a good way to get them to say more than they had planned to.

Karen said, "First, I want to thank you for ending the nightmare out there. I appreciate this opportunity to interview you. Can you tell me how you were feeling out there?"

I smiled self consciously and said, "Actually, that is not the reason I am here. This is," I handed her the bullet and at her confused look continued, "That was shot at my head right after I got dropped at the airport. The shooter is an agent in homeland security, a man named Sam Larson."

When Karen tried to hand the bullet back I shook my head, "No, keep it, have what I said verified by another party. Actually, you may want to give it to your producer now and send them off to do that, I expect homeland security will be attempting to retrieve that evidence before you can do as I suggested."

Karen looked lost for a moment, then handed the bullet to someone and asked, "Do you know why someone from homeland security would be shooting at you?"

I said softly and earnestly, "Because the president told him to do so."

Yup, I said it. I was so fucked now, especially after I do what I am going to do next.

When she asked how I knew that, and why, I briefly explained about the Humans for America craziness, and that the president hated all non humans and wanted us gone. I also explained the reason I could read Sam's mind was because he had been a lover in the past and that no, I could not read just anyone's mind.

I told her about the cursed bullets, and how I got them off the street, and that the one I had given her was from that batch.

She asked, "But, something doesn't make sense, why did Sam, who allegedly tried to kill you, handle the bullets so it would lead back to him?"

I explained, "Because the president set him up to fall. You see, my mother, and my aunt. They have a track record of helping people, but on this issue they didn't. Mostly because of the president and his views. The sad truth is before his psychotic break, Sam was a close friend to my family. The Feds would have made it look like my own family tried to have me killed, because I went against them by helping. Which couldn't be farther from the truth, I was encouraged to make my own decision.

"The point being is, that the president could say they were traitors, use it as a platform to get rid of everyone who wasn't human. It's the only thing that fits really."

Her eyebrows creased, "Who is your family? I feel like I am missing something."

I sighed. "I did not want to be famous, or infamous. I wanted to get on the plane and go home, get on with my life, so I am kind of in disguise."

Hoping I didn't regret it... at least too much, I shifted back to my natural form, on camera. I saw her eyes widen, the recognition of my mother, obvious in my face, eyes and hair.

I said simply, "I am Ashley Price, daughter of Sandy Price, my aunt is of course, Jezebel."

She floundered for a bit, then asked, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

I nodded slightly, "Just one more thing. People may ask why I came forward, why I violated secrecy by talking about the cursed bullets, why I would so brazenly on television accuse the president of trying to assassinate the person that just saved his country. 

"The answer is simple, we are headed to a disaster. This group, these small minds, the very low percentage of people that hate us, that can't see the good we have done over the last twenty years since the war with the angelic dimension.

"I have seen pieces of the future they will lead us to. A broken NYC, riots, hate speech, death. All because of these people that have somehow gained high positions of power, no doubt through the president, as make no mistake, he is one of them. Please do not get me wrong, I don't want any violence and I make no threats toward the president, nor do I want anyone else to do so. But his agenda is poison.

"We are all Americans, and you need us as we need you. I don't know, I have no answer except to vote him out of office next term. Unless a felony can be proved through investigation of this bullet, he could perhaps be impeached. I don't know. Perhaps I am naïve, I wonder how many will be mad at me for doing this interview. Ironically on both sides. I am sure the president will deny it all, and the pundits will talk about the crazy girl, who we thank for saving the country but may be imbalanced."

I smiled weakly. Then I asked her if she had any other questions while I was here, I didn't plan to give any more interviews in the future and told her so.

She shook her head and ended the interview, then when the camera was off, she thanked me, said she believed me and hoped others would. When I asked her why she believed me she looked at me like I was an idiot. I reached out with my power, I had kept it confined, not wanting to be intrusive. But I immediately felt it, and I knew why she would believe me. I nodded at her and my lips twitched into a small smile as I walked toward the door.

Karen Carter was about four hundred years old, she was also a witch.

I made it to the airport and got on my flight. Yes, I had given away I had seen the future, but so what, I hadn't given away my other powers yet. But still, it probably wouldn't be long until it got out. I groaned as I sat in my seat, wondering how invasive things would get in my life. Would I be arrested or killed? They may not attack me since I will be high profile right now. At least for a little while.

By the time I landed, the interview had hit the news. Crap. I considered changing my form, but instead I just ignored the looks, and the cameras. I took the train back into the city, I was a little nervous about how Bonnie and Tom would react. But I was worrying for nothing, and grateful my pessimism was unfounded regarding those two. When I got home I was showered with love and affection from both of them.




Ashley's Tale 08



By the time I was done recounting the whole story from the knock on my door this morning until now, it was late. We turned in and just held each other as I drifted off into sleep...

Chapter 29

The first day went pretty much how I had guessed it would. Pundits and experts had labeled me as that crazy girl who had stopped the Demons and sent them packing. They showed clips of me fighting, then of the interview where I changed form. Some of the news people got it right, but most of them twisted the truth, or made things up. 

The Feds though, were mysteriously absent. The front door had been silent all morning.

Cat stopped by about noon, looking around twenty two and wearing a summer dress. No trace of the Goth girl from yesterday. The entire ensemble screamed wholesome girl. She took one look at me, then started tea while cooking lunch. Calling me in the kitchen when it was ready, we ate in silence, she finally broke it as we sipped tea that I really wished was a hot cup of coffee.

"I am gratified child, that you were able to free your magic. I know it could not have been easy and I am proud of you, as is your mother. I'm sure she will be by later. As for the news... just hold on, stay inside a few days." Making a face she continued, "It's an absolute mad house down on the street right outside."

I thanked her for her help, and her advice. She just studied me for a minute, looking into my eyes before adding more.

"You need to keep up with your meditation, especially over what happened yesterday. Taking a life for the first time isn't easy, and it hardly helps that you were forced to take more than one, and did so in front of so many. If you ignore it and bury it, you could easily lose that hard won balance."

I already knew that was true, but I guess I needed to hear it, as I hadn't done anything about it yet. I simply nodded at the truth of it which satisfied her. She got up, told me to hang in there and opened a portal.

I finished the tea and cleaned up after lunch. When I reached for the mop I realized I was still putting things off, so I went to the living room, sat by the couch, and meditated.

I came to the conclusion an hour later, that I could not fix it. Something within me was different, and it wouldn't ever change back. I would never be the same me that I had been yesterday. That didn't mean I couldn't be happy, or fulfilled, it just meant I had to accept it. I had to accept I had taken life. I also came to the conclusion that I did not have to kill those guards at all. Which hurt a bit.

Ever since I had gotten fire, I started using it exclusive to my other powers. Why hadn't I just used lightning to knock them out like I used to when arresting someone? On balance however, they were invaders, and knocking them out would not have had the same effect of backing up the rest of them. But still, I hadn't even considered it. I would in the future, use all my powers, it only made sense.

I practiced using gravity to clean up the condo, trying to do as many things at once that I could. I didn't break anything, but there were a few close calls. There is also something I will refer to as the dust incident and simply leave it at that.

My mother showed up in the late afternoon and spent a few minutes. I went over everything again and why I did it. She didn't seem upset about the interview, but then if I remember right, twenty years ago, her and my Aunt revealed the existence of the supernatural races to the entire world.

Compared to me calling the president a nut bag, on balance, I seemed to come out ahead. Like Cat she told me to lay low for a couple of days and stay inside. If they were up to anything, which wouldn't surprise me, neither one had said.

The next day was quite similar. I meditated, practiced small applications of my freed magic, and the door stayed silent. Tom and Bonnie were both supportive, and pleasantly distracting. I was lucky to have them.

On the third day, all hell broke loose on the news. Word of multiple investigations was brought up and talked about. I was sure Jezebel and my mom had something to do with it. Everything came out.

The president was linked to the hate group Humans for America. There were allegations that he deliberately let the Demon issue in the capitol continue, so he could arrange a firestorm in the background, designed to turn the country against supernatural beings. They even verified the plan started with my death. Senators opened an investigation into the president's removal of all supernatural beings from Federal law enforcement.

Several other high level government workers were under suspicion as well. In short it was a shit storm, but not the one the president had tried to arrange. This one was blowing up in his face. Mysteriously, documents came to light backing up these allegations in an extremely short time.

The white house of course, denied everything and stonewalled. They were able to do so for two days, until the talk for impeachment began. By that afternoon the president resigned and the vice president took over.

The new President promised to continue rooting out the subversive element in the government; he also pledged to get Angels and Demons back into Federal law enforcement. To my amusement the first one was my Aunt Jezebel, she once again sat on the cabinet. I knew she hated that. But she would do it because it was the right thing.

The worst part, the most horrible part, was the news agencies stopped calling me crazy. I was a hero now and in high demand for an interview. 

Damn it. 

The phone wouldn't stop ringing. I did my best to ignore it... It had been four days and I was going a little stir crazy in the apartment, absolutely everything gleamed because I had cleaned so many times. So for the sake of my sanity I opened a portal to the back of the strip club and stepped through.

I thought I was really clever, until I walked out on the floor to talk to Tony and saw the reporters. I backed up into the back room feeling rather annoyed. Then I noticed they were focused on the stage. Oh crap, mom was here. The reporters weren't here about me at all. Still I didn't want to stay anymore.

I had an idea. I darkened my skin, changed my features. My eyes were a chocolate brown, my hair dark and lustrous. I also grew a few inches. My breasts stayed a B-cup. I opened a portal to the condo, threw on a bikini and then I opened another portal out and wound up on a beach in southern California.

Laying in the sun felt good, the lapping of the ocean on the shore was relaxing. I was also enjoying the lust filled stares the nearby men sent my way, lazily skimming some energy. I just relaxed, enjoying the anonymity of it, glad to be out of the condo.

When I went home Tom was there, and I noticed he couldn't take his eyes off this new form. We spent quite a long time together as he got to know it thoroughly...

Chapter 30

I just stared down at my phone. It was Sunday night and I had a message from the chief, and it wasn't about a single job. He wanted to hire me back. Did I want to go back, despite all the changes my life had gone through? Absolutely. Was I worried about being to famous to do my job? A little bit. I would have to see how it goes. I replied back that I would be there in the morning.

I kind of doubted I would get Bonnie back as a partner. For one we were together now, and everyone knew it. And I mean everyone, damn reporters. There was of course, also the matter of her new partner Kim.

In the morning I got dressed in those boring business clothes. Not that I didn't look good, I just hated the style. Bonnie and I went to the station together. It was surreal walking in there after being away so long. Something bothered me almost immediately. 

The other cops kept smiling at me. Nodding their heads knowingly and shooting me winks hello. It was actually kind of creepy. I thought the cops would be above the celebrity and treat me as usual, in other words... suspiciously with lots of frowning.

I mentioned this to Bonnie during the elevator ride to the paranormal division floor. 

She snorted and pulled out her phone. She brought up one of those self upload porn sites, brought up a video and said, "Here, this is why they are acting like that. This made the rounds a couple of days ago."

I watched a video of me named, "Savior, or slut?" It showed me killing the head demon, then a brief cut of me changing back to this body in the studio, and then suddenly it showed me on the stage at the porn theatre. I was naked, harshly squeezing and twisting my nipples as I cried out in orgasm, the video was ten minutes long as was the orgasm. The camera occasionally panned to the side, showing sated and sleeping rows of men as I screamed in ecstasy. 

I had no idea someone had recorded it, though I should have known.

I smiled with relief. This would explain the smiles and winks and my world righted itself again. Thank god things wouldn't be weird here. I wasn't embarrassed about the video, I was just relieved to have an answer that made sense. I was also a little turned on, I was hot in that video and just the reminder of all that life energy flowing through me got me going.

Bonnie smiled and told me later, when she saw me licking my lips. I watched as she headed for her desk, a demon, who I assumed was Kim, waited there. She looked no nonsense. Attractive, but it was low key. I wasn't sure what I'd be doing today, that is, until I heard a loud voice.

"Price! Get your ass in here." 

I looked up at the familiar sound of Captain Dunn's voice to see him glaring at me. Is it weird that at that moment, coming back finally felt real? I couldn't help the twitch at the corner of my mouth, but managed not to smile as I walked into the Captain's office.

"Yes Captain Dunn?" My voice sounded cheerful, why was I so happy about how this ass treated me? Oh yeah, I hated the hero worship crap, at least with Don I knew where I stood.

He waved his hand and said, "Your new partner."

I turned to the person sitting in the chair; it was senior detective Terrance Kendall. I almost asked where Paul his old partner was, but thought better of it and just said hello. The Captain kicked us out and told us, or me, not to get into trouble today.

Terri seemed cautious at first, but loosened up over the morning as we patrolled. I have to say he was a little more than uncomfortable by my turning into my latest disguise during the elevator ride down. When my hair turned a glossy black, my eyes light brown, my facial features became more exotic and my skin darkened before his eyes he seemed wary. I shrugged and said, "Reporters are evil."

He nodded in understanding and seemed to agree, even appreciate the thought since he was expecting to deal with them all day, following us around. But it took him time to adjust, to become comfortable. I found out that his partner Paul was fine, just on vacation with his family. That was good news, but it also meant I did not have a permanent partner yet, this was just a fill in.

We were eating lunch when a call came in, a disturbance where fire was involved. I wondered if I was destined to get all the most dangerous cases now after what I had done in D.C... We settled the bill, our lunch half eaten, and went towards the address. More details came in over the radio, apparently a disgruntled employee was accusing the management of an apartment building of firing him because he was a Demon. Then of course, he proceeded to set the building on fire.

Because that is reasonable...

When we arrived I took in the situation. The demon watched the building burn while a short man, possibly his old boss, was yelling at him to put it out. So far there was no violence, just a burning building. Trying for the peaceful solution I reached out with my magic and smothered the flames before saying anything.

"Sir, you need to come with us." I told him he was under arrest and started reading him his rights as I brought out my power blocking cuffs. 

I actually thought for a second he might come peacefully. Then his face twisted in anger and he sent out fire in multiple directions. He sent it directly toward Terri, the building manager and I. He was relatively strong for a Demon, most demons that can bring out fire are. But he wasn't nearly as powerful as what I had faced before. I blocked his fire from hurting anyone, and dumb or not, I tried again.

"Sir, please desist and come with us, if you continue to resist arrest I will have no choice but to subdue you with force."

I could dream right? Plus, I was making an effort to avoid overkill. I almost cringed from that thought as I had it.

The suspect told me to fuck off and ran toward me, so I let him have a double shot of lightning, just enough to knock him out. Terri moved forward then and cuffed him. I helped get him to the car and buckled up.

I changed on the elevator again, not wanting to explain to everyone what I was doing. We spent the rest of the day at the station processing the guy and doing paperwork. The reports were one thing I hadn't really missed at all.

At the end of the day, Terri told me I had done well and invited me out to have a drink. Bonnie and Kim joined us and we headed to the bar. It was a little weird for me. The guys at the bar, all cops, teased me a bit, obviously referencing the porn video. But there seemed to be more acceptance as well than last time. 

I got a few laughs when I defended myself about the video. "What? It was for a good cause!"

Of course, it actually was, but I didn't explain further, even when asked. When Bonnie and I left we got a few whistles sent our way, but it was a good natured kind of thing. When we arrived at home, we both collapsed onto the couch, which I still hadn't replaced, and both took a deep breath.

Bonnie leaned on me and put her head on my shoulder. "So how was your first day back?"

I put my arm around her, pulled her hair tie out, took her hair down and started playing with it as I said, "It was good, I missed not working with you, but Terri is a good guy."

As I told her about the angry arsonist and the rest of my day, I played with her hair and teased the back of her neck with my fingernails. Finally I just let my voice trail off as I caressed her. She was gorgeous and just as beautiful on the inside. I loved her, and amazingly she felt the same, she was mine. I had known for a while of course, even told her, but for some reason, right now, it was overwhelming to me.

When I stayed silent for a minute she turned her head and looked at me, I don't know what she read there in my face, but she leaned in and we shared a soft sensuous lingering kiss. Wordlessly, she took my hand and led me to the bedroom. We slowly stripped between kisses and gentle caresses. I led her to the bed and guided her to lie on her stomach.

This wasn't about sex, or reaching orgasm, this was about me worshipping her body. An expression of my love that would lead inevitably to those things, but it wasn't the goal I had in mind. 

I crawled onto the bed and grabbed the oil off of the night table and rubbed it into my hands before straddling her lower back. I slowly rubbed the back and sides of her neck, then her shoulders. I felt her body relax beneath me, a small moan of pleasure escaping her mouth.

I took my time, slowly moving down her back in circles. I relaxed her body one muscle at a time, alternating between caressing her soft smooth skin gently with my fingertips, and massaging deeply, relieving her sore muscles. At least a half hour had passed when I finished with the bottom of her feet. Then I turned her over and kissed her softly before starting on the front.

Her body shivered beneath mine. She had a minor orgasm when I was massaging her breasts. I continued down, leaving her core heat for last and instead, I continued down to her inner thigh and worked my way slowly down to her feet. I could feel her emotions and Bonnie was both relaxed, and sensually keyed up for more at the same time.

I slowly dipped my head between her legs and softly, barely touching, licked the length of her labia which was wet, puffy and ready thanks to my sensual massage. I licked a little deeper, still not quite making it past her outer lips, drawing a gasp of pleasure.

Bonnie said softly, "God that feels amazing love, deeper."

I parted her lips and darted my tongue between them, teasing her love button with the tip of my tongue. I didn't use my power at all to minimize, limit or enhance her reactions; I simply continued to lick her slowly. Every once in a while I teased her swollen and glistening nub with another flick of my tongue, causing her body to squirm in pleasure. I felt her body freeze under me as she arched her back, grinding on my face as her orgasm hit. It was still a small one, and I continued to make love to her honey pot with slow soft licks of my tongue.

The third orgasm, when it hit her, was a little stronger than the last. Yet I continued to pleasure her in that slow, steady way. I could of course, hit her with my power for strong and extended orgasms, yet, I didn't want to. Somehow, to me, this was a way to show her how I felt. Using power just didn't feel right at the moment.

She begged, "Please, more Ash."

I ignored her, continuing at the same pace, but as time passed her moments of bliss started to increase in both size and frequency. Each time I brought her body to pleasure she rose higher in ecstasy. The last orgasm hit her so hard, she pushed my head away as her body shook with pleasure so strong it was mixed with pain. After I crawled up her body I lay down next to her and held her. 

She looked at me with wide eyes, her body still going through spasms of after pleasure and asked, "That was amazing, a bit frustrating at first, but... I lost count at ten I think..." she kissed me, long and passionately.

I just held her and caressed her back and hair for a while after that, the fact I hadn't had an orgasm didn't even occur to me, this moment had been all about her. Until of course, her eyes twinkled at me and she smiled before saying, "My turn."

Chapter 31

My first week back passed, and by Thursday I was able to stop changing my body for street work, the reporters having given up on cornering me. I made two more arrests, but nothing major happened. Terri and I got along pretty well as partners, he was always giving me shit though. He was an optimist, I know, weird right? I thought of myself as a realist, but he said I was a pessimist. Me? No surprise there.

There was new international news on Friday night regarding Russia. Apparently the Demons had invaded there, like they had in D.C. Their Angels and Demons were fighting back, which was good, but almost pointless. Someone needed to just go kick the leader's ass and send them home. There were reports the U.S. and other countries had offered military aid, but Russia was saying no.

I put it out of my mind, not much I could do about it. At least, not with causing an international incident.

I was getting better at making portals. I hardly ever made one that wasn't flush with the ground, or the floor in the building I chose. I was also meditating at least once every other day. I hated to say it, but it helped me with more than just my power, I was becoming a more accepting person, not getting angry at other's stupidity as much.

Saturday morning Tom, Bonnie and I got on the L. I. double R and headed out to Long Island. We were meeting Bonnie's family at the beach. I was wearing a one piece under my shorts and t-shirt. I decided against a bikini, mostly because I remembered her father kept checking me out at that BBQ picnic I went to. I didn't want to start trouble.

A pessimist can hope right? I snorted.

The cab dropped us off, and her family was already there including Debbie, Mike's wife. Mike was setting up volleyball with Julie. Her parents, Joseph and Talia, were lying out on a blanket. I tried to stay in the background while Tom got introduced around. I wondered how awkward he felt as I heard in my head, "Hi, I'm the guy dating your daughter, and Ashley, nice to meet you."




Ashley's Tale 08



Nothing was said though, so either they were okay with polyamory, or they kept it inside. I didn't get any negative feelings so I was hoping it was the former.

Staying in the background wasn't easy for a succubus but I think I pulled it off. Julie was actually pleasant, whatever was bothering her that first time, clearly wasn't this time. I took out the blanket and laid it on the ground. Stripping off my shirt and shorts, I laid out on it to get some sun.

Just when I was starting to relax and enjoy myself, chatting with Talia and Debbie, I felt a surge of lust, and guilt. I ignored it since I knew it was Bonnie's dad, apparently stealing looks again. It's not like I could blame the guy for enjoying the view, even in a one piece there was certainly enough flesh showing, and the suit itself was skin hugging and didn't leave much to the imagination anyway.

I knew as long as it didn't go any further it was all good. Talia even seemed aware of it, yet didn't really mind. I almost sighed though, when I saw Julie glaring at me, apparently she had noticed where dad was looking and didn't like it. I chalked it up to the hazards of being a succubus and tried to enjoy the day.

Mike, Bonnie, and I took on the rest of the family in volleyball. It was kind of fun until it got too hot. We stopped and had sandwiches and sodas they had brought in a cooler. Recklessly we got in the water right after eating to cool off. Of course, it was when I was getting out of the water, I heard, "That's her!" and looked over to see a teen boy holding up his phone, a look of awe on his face that made me cringe.

We weren't exactly mobbed, but people started to come over one by one and start talking to me, asking me questions. Humans can be so weird. After about twenty minutes of this we decided it was time to go. Mike and Debbie offered to take us to the train station so we piled in the car and went.

When we got back to the apartment, Tom asked Bonnie and me reluctantly, "My parents... well they want to meet you, would you come out to dinner?"

I wasn't sure why he was reticent. "Sure, I'm in." Bonnie agreed as well and we made tentative plans for dinner Sunday night.

We all made our way to the bathroom at the same time, all sticky from the beach. Snickering I stripped off my clothes and jumped in the shower. "I win!"

Bonnie snorted as she got in the shower and kissed me under the warm spray. "Nope, I think I won," she said softly as she caressed my body with her eyes.

Tom grinned as he forced his way between us, slapping us both on the ass. There was virtually no room, we needed a bigger shower. Smiling, he said, "Nope, I win."

We all laughed and had a good time cleaning each other as we tried to maneuver around in the shower stall. I giggled when Bonnie dropped to her knees and took him in her mouth. I was stuck between the wall and Tom's back. I shrugged, also dropping to my knees, and started to rim him from behind while she pleasured him from the front.

I laughed and almost bit my tongue when I heard Tom moan in pleasure then mutter in a low voice, "Told you I won..."

Yes... the shower was ridiculously stuffed, but we managed just fine all the same...

Chapter 32

"I don't understand you son, why don't you find a nice angel girl and settle down."

I had firm control of my magic, I would not smite the woman across from me wearing that fake smile. No, killing Tom's mother was not on the table.

Bonnie and I had been wondering why Tom was so nervous about asking us last night. It seemed his parents didn't approve of her son dating anyone except another angel. The meal had started out fine as they, Tom senior and Jennifer, asked us about what we did. Of course, they didn't approve of police officers either.

I was able to hold my temper however by visualizing an ice pick stuck somewhere it didn't belong. I found myself longing for Bonnie's family. I would take her father's lustful looks and Julie's glares over this anytime. Tom just looked... really uncomfortable. He had told us they were prejudiced against other races, but that his mother had insisted she wanted to meet them. His wariness was from distrusting her motives. Turns out he had good reason.

"I realize you're probably having a good time with these two, but don't you think it's time to grow up son? Find a woman worthy of you?"

Wow, she was such a brazen bitch. She was obviously trying to run us off, which means she didn't really understand what we had at all. 

Tom was beat red when he stood and said, "Time to go."

I raised my eyes and said in a mockingly airy voice, "You mean before desert my love? Surely not."

Okay, so not a great comeback, but mocking was as nice as I could be at that point. Tom senior may not have liked other races either, but he looked really uncomfortable about what his wife was saying at least.

I sighed in mock sorrow and stood, bonnie and I followed Tom out to the street. After walking in silence for a moment Tom turned and said how sorry he was, his parents were horrible, and he regretted saying yes to his mother about the dinner.

Not wanting to walk the four blocks home I led them into an alley and through a portal into our living room. "Don't worry, I am not mad at you. No Christmas card for your parents though."

Bonnie snickered then agreed.

Tom seemed disbelieving and asked, "You are really not mad at me about that train wreck back there?"

I kissed him softly and replied, "No, let me show you how not mad I am at you," while I unbuckled his pants. I was a succubus, and this seemed to be my go to move for reassurance. As stupid as it was, he wasn't the only one who needed it after the dinner from hell. As dumb as it was, her hurtful comments and innuendo throughout the night had affected me on some level. I was pretty confident mostly, but not always.

I pulled his pants down and pushed him back into the sofa. I was wearing a blue dress so I pulled up on it until it was around my waist and straddled him. Panties wouldn't be an issue, since I wasn't wearing any. I kissed him softly at first, then harder before I whispered, "I love you Tom."

I didn't have to look, I could sense he was already rock hard, and of course, I am always ready. I lowered myself down, slowly impaling myself on his hardened shaft while staring deep into his eyes. When he was fully engulfed I started massaging his entire length with the walls of my molten core as I slowly rocked my hips and ground our pelvises together. I broke eye contact reluctantly and rose up on him slightly when I sensed Bonnie close, I wrapped a hand around the back of her neck to pull her closer and kissed her hungrily.

As I started to bounce slowly up and down his length he pulled the top of my dress down and sucked a nipple into his mouth. He bit down hard enough that I gasped into Bonnie's mouth. He must have known I wasn't in the mood for nasty talk, because he told me he loved me too, as he arched his back and pushed up, trying to get deeper inside me on my down stroke.

Bonnie's dress came off and I suckled on one of her nipples, and sensed Tom sliding a couple of fingers in her honey pot. I rode him to an explosive orgasm, and then turned to kiss him softly as I moved off of him. I urged Bonnie to take my place. 

I loved watching them. Some woman may have been jealous, but to me it was an affirmation of our love together, all of us for the other.

Her riding him, her back arched in pleasure. The way her mouth was slightly open as she gasped. The way her breasts bounced and swayed in rhythm to her body as she claimed him. It was beautiful. I reluctantly tore my gaze away to rejoin them.

I took her nipple in my mouth while reaching under her legs, softly fondling Tom's balls as she rode him until he exploded in Bonnie's sweet honey pot. She cried out in rapture when she felt him expand inside her heat, and she milked his length with her own orgasm. We all kissed, taking turns as we came down from our rapture, cuddling on the couch. I think we all felt better at that point, but I was sure I did.

Tom regretfully got up after a time and jumped in the shower, he had to work tonight. Bonnie and I cuddled on the couch and turned on the news. There was a video of an Angel fighting a Demon playing, it took a minute, but we realized it was a replay of a fight in Russia. Shit. The angel lost. The reporter went on to say the Demons now considered Russia their demesne and gave a list of instructions to fulfill.

Why did I turn on the TV again? Would Russia comply, or embroil the world in a war we could hardly win? When the coverage started over again, we decided to watch a movie before bed. We had work the next day...

We talked a bit, I asked her about her sister, and why she didn't seem to like me. Apparently Julie had dated a Demon in the past, and it didn't end well at all. Bonnie seemed to believe she was just being protective of her. I was glad it had nothing to do with me really; maybe she would loosen up over time?

By halfway through the movie I started caressing Bonnie's inner thigh. I couldn't help it, she was still naked, and wonderfully distracting. It was totally her fault and had nothing to do with my irrepressible sexual appetite. Nothing at all... We decided at that point to turn off the movie and go to bed. Sleep however, would have to wait...

Chapter 33

I went into work Monday morning, but when Bonnie and I made it to the paranormal division's area I didn't see Terri anywhere, and I had thought I was with him for at least one more week. 

Kim came over and said, "Cap is looking for you."

I said thanks and knocked on his office door, a few seconds later I heard him call out, "Come in Price, you have visitors."

I went in the office, and it was my two favorite goons again. Before I could say anything the Captain said, "Enjoy your trip." Then he turned to some paperwork on his desk, dismissing all of us with the gesture.

"Where are we going gentlemen?" I asked, frowning. I thought I was done with this crap, I had a police job thank you very much, and two mates. The reporters were mostly off my back and things were going well. Oh right, inner pessimist was broken again.

"Airport, you are wanted in D.C."

When I asked why, he said he wasn't cleared to know. I followed them out to the elevator and down to the parking garage. When we got to the airport the Learjet was there. I wondered what the hell this could be about but they either didn't know, or weren't telling. I still had a few levels to go in Angry Birds in the Demon Dimension, so pulled it out. I got stuck on a level, the damn pigs kept laughing at me. I gave up, put my phone away and leaned my head back.

The flight was short, and we were met by more suits. The goons handed me over like I was a package. These new guys were secret service. When I asked where we were going one of them said shortly, "White house."

I nodded, I wasn't that worried, the new guy liked us, was even working with my Aunt. Plus, they wouldn't fly me here for something bad, they could have tortured me back in N.Y., right? Still, I was dying to know what was going on. I persevered on the ride in, not much else I could do. 

They brought me to an empty conference room and told me to wait, then left me alone. There was coffee on the side board so I grabbed a cup, they even had real half and half for it.

Two hours later and three cups of coffee, the door opened and in walked the President, Jezebel, the secretary of state, and I think the last was a senator from NY. I stood up when they came in, and pulled my aunt into a tight hug.

Jezebel smiled and said, "Hi Ash."

She introduced me and we all sat down. It was quiet so I asked, "So, why am I here?"

The president sighed softly and said, "Russia. We called you here because my sources tell me you were in the captured spy's mind, the only one to be so in fact. We need you to give us your opinion. Russia is not planning on submitting to the rule of some backward Demon overlord that believes might makes right from another world. 

"I can't honestly blame them for it. I doubt we would have if you had lost your challenge either. What we have come up with, we don't like, so we thought we would see what ideas you had."

I thought about it for a moment. "There isn't really much you can do. Another country on Earth could stage a challenge, to win the rule back. But that doesn't really help in the long run."

The president asked, "What will work?"

I shook my head. "I know this will sound insane, but really, someone will need to go to their world after winning in Russia, and challenge for their demesne. Then stay and rule long enough to convince them not to attack us anymore, that it isn't worth it to try and invade us. We could also steal their tech at the same time, maybe figure out a way to block it without the Angels help as a secondary plan. Then it won't matter what they decide."

The president frowned and said, "That is what your aunt came up with, which is what we wanted to avoid. Who could do something like that?"

I shrugged. "They would have to be very powerful, there are probably only a handful of people on Earth strong enough to do it."

I was such an idiot. That was a leading question and the President had a look of distaste on his face, as though he would be forced to do something he did not want to. He probably wanted me to volunteer so he wouldn't be forced to ask.

No, absolutely not, I am finally happy with my life. I don't want to go to the demon dimension, much less be stuck there until I could pound some sense into them. Nope, not going to happen. How could I leave Bonnie and Tom behind, I surely couldn't take an Angel and a human with me, could I? Plus, they have their own life, their own careers. I wasn't even sure if they would be willing. Shit. It's about averting worldwide war though. Fuck.

I cringed as the President opened his mouth, a look of reluctance on his face, "I hate to ask this of one of my citizens, but, there doesn't seem to be an alternative. Will you go?"

I opened my mouth fully intending to say no, find someone else. But what came out was, "Let me think about it for a few days. I'll let you know."

What did I just say? Not even thinking, I may have been in shock, I stood and opened a portal, leaving the most powerful man in the world hanging, as I stepped through into my condo...



To be continued in Ashley's Tale book 2, Demon's World. 



Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 01



I would advise reading Ashley's Tale before Ashley's Tale - Demon's World. Things won't really make sense otherwise. Timeline wise this is about twenty five years after the ending of Jezebel's Tale, and takes place seconds after Ashley's Tale completed in that sadistic cliff hanger. As that was just a week or two ago I hope you'll forgive me.

As with most of my works, Scifi is the plot genre and my chosen category. Sex will be of many categories including erotic coupling, group sex, lesbian, light BDSM or light Fetish. This is a fantasy/science fiction story with occasional sex thrown in. Trying to line up my chapters by the type of sex category would be ridiculous, so if you don't like what's going on, skip on down.

Chapter 1

I sat down on the couch without looking. It didn't take long to figure out I was fighting with myself. I truly did not want to go to the Demon dimension. Yet, I didn't say no. My life was finally coming together. Two people to share it with, my powers finally working, and I had a good job, yet... why didn't I say no to the President? Because the stakes were too high to ignore, I felt it.

Not a vision, but an intuition so strong I knew it came from my Witch powers. I hated it.

If someone else went, and they failed, it could start a war. That would effectively screw up my life, as well as everyone else's. I wasn't arrogant enough to think I was the only one, or even the best to go. But I knew I could handle it, or at least, I believed I could.

The idea though, of leaving Bonnie and Tom behind while I was gone, or even worse, taking them with me, scared me senseless. I realized I needed to talk to them about it, let them decide. Who knows... maybe they will even talk me out of it? I wasn't exactly sold on going yet. Yeah, and I'd keep telling myself that too.

If I could figure out a way to come back every few days, perhaps... it wouldn't be so bad. If I was the ruler of a demesne, as opposed to dead, I could probably come back through and visit. I also had the notion I could figure out how to cross dimensions with magic. I mean, our science couldn't manipulate gravity, or open portals around the world, yet, Witch magic did it easily. As long as the tech was based on manipulating natural particles, perhaps I could even figure out a way to both do it, and block it, with magic, instead of tech. 

Although, succeeding in the former would be easier than the latter. All I had to do was pay attention to how their machines opened one. After all, I knew how to manipulate gravity, but I didn't know how to stop someone else from doing it. It was two entirely different things. If that would be possible at all, I'd have to see it done first, or go get a doctorate in particle physics and then play around a few hundred years.

I frowned, I wasn't even sure if they had blockers in the Demon dimension I could use as a template to learn it. The spy was a spy, not a scientist, or a world leader, there was a lot about how their world worked that I didn't really know.

Okay, I was getting a little ahead of myself, those were my goals anyway, reachable or not. The first was to keep the Demons from being able to attack, if I couldn't back them off. The second of course, was maintaining my connections to the people I loved. Selfish? Perhaps, but I would not give up my life easily.

I definitely needed more information, but it might have to be done on the fly. For instance I wasn't sure I could depend on someone always officially challenging me, did they do assassinations? I was fairly confident in a fair fight, but who could watch their own back constantly like that? I frowned as I realized I was making plans in my head, what happened to no? Oh yeah, lying to myself.

If I truly meant to say no, I wouldn't have left the White House acting like I was late for my shock treatments. Still, have I truly decided to do it? I shook my head slowly. I'd go crazy thinking about this for the rest of the day until Bonnie and Tom got home to discuss it. I went into the kitchen and put together a quick sandwich and brewed a cup of coffee.

The roast beef tasted a bit flat, but I think it was fine, it was me. When I got done with my quick lunch, I looked at the time and it wasn't even two yet. If I sat around for another three hours or more, wondering about what Bonnie, Tom, and I would do, I would go nuts. I needed to get out. Tony's would be a little slow right now, but there were always men willing to gape at naked bouncing tits even in the middle of the day. I definitely needed the distraction.

I took a portal to the back of the Sapphire club and changed into an outfit, growing my breasts out to a D-cup as I closed the white leather halter top. The matching white leather shorts looked great, the bottom of my tight ass cheeks peaking out. Underneath it I was wearing a white g-string. I walked out onto the floor, waving at Tony as I made my way to the bar.

"Hey Tony, got room for me today?" He always did, but it was polite to ask. I didn't want to step on another dancer's slot. As a Witch-Succubus I found dancing and absorbing energy from the lust of the audience freeing, it felt good to me, now anyway, after I got over my issues with being a succubus. Simply put, it was fun and it relaxed me, a way to release stress. But for some girls, they were here to pay their way through college, or set up some more clients. Some could be touchy about it.

He looked me up and down and said, "I always have room for you Ash, how have you been?"

"Crazy," I quipped with a smile, "how about you?"

He laughed and said, "About the same, although from the news and interview I'm guessing you don't just mean busy."

I had a thought then, Tony was old. I'm pretty sure Jezebel told me he was an adult when he came here from the Demon dimension. He was an old family friend, so I let him know in broad terms what I was considering, and if he had any kind of knowledge or advice he could share.

He frowned at me and said, "I never talk about it, besides, I was basically on the enforcer level, I doubt I know anything that could be useful to you and definitely not technology wise. My advice? Say no."

I nodded and backed off. Tony was always nice to me, despite his reputation; I didn't want to ruin that by pushing him. He told me I was on after Tamara and handed me a drink as he said, "That's in two sets, so sit your cute butt down and tell me more about it."

I took a sip as I sat down. It didn't take me long to tell him about my last few weeks. The cursed bullets I pulled off the street made to bypass the bulletproof charms, the crazy ex-President's plan to have me assassinated after I saved the country by challenging that Demon and killing him. I told him that the new President basically asked me to save the world. Finally getting my job back as things calmed down. No doubt it was a mess.

I finished my drink and went backstage, Tamara was mostly through her second song and I needed to be ready to take the stage. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, the lust I could feel in the building already getting me excited, cleansing my mind, keeping it simple. You might compare it to comfort food for a human.

I started out with a couple of flips onto the stage, then I danced to the fast beat of the music. About halfway through the first song I slowed down enough to start dancing more suggestively, I fed on the lust, just skimming some energy, not enough for it to be felt by my admirers. I was flush and my core was wet as I shimmied off the leather shorts to the delight of those watching.

I felt powerful, free. I had those watching in the palm of my hand. I wanted sex of course, but that could wait for my lovers. Right now it was about what I could do for my audience, and what they did for me with their lust and life energy. I could hardly come to terms with the fact I used to hate this, fear it. It was wonderful.

I took off my halter top while hanging upside down on the pole by my legs, before spinning a few times and flipping back onto my feet. The second song played a slower beat, easier to go slowly, sensuously twisting and turning my body, in ways I instinctively knew would draw the eyes.

It was a good set and it did for me what I needed. I didn't feel crazy anymore. Maybe a bit too horny, but I was feeling great. I was wishing the feeling could last as I collected the bills and stepped off in time for Amber's grand entrance. I decided to stay for one more set, avoiding going back to an empty condo where I would start stressing again. I rejoined Tony by the bar once I was dressed, if my leather halter top and shorts qualified as dressing, and got another drink.

I snorted when Tony tried to talk me into dancing with my mom again, taking the business angle that it would bring in people. I shook my head, he'd already tried that. That wasn't going to happen. I wasn't sure of much in this world, but that, I was definite on.

I told Tony about the fight in D.C., and the way his shield automatically tracked my magic. As if his magic itself was in charge of the shield with him not having to control it. Tony told me had never heard of that, and if someone asked him he would say it's impossible. I was probably being a pessimist, but I wondered if I had just killed the only person capable of it.

I shrugged it off as unimportant for the moment, at least in comparison to the rest of what was on my mind. Maybe I'd work on figuring it out one day.

The second time onstage went even better than the first, a few more people had come in the club. Afterward, I decided enough time had passed, so I changed back into my normal clothes, and my normal B-cup size, and opened a portal to the condo.

Tom was home, in the kitchen. I walked to him and gave him a long hungry kiss, rubbing my body against his like a cat in heat. Then not letting go I just looked up at him.

"Been dancing love?"

I snickered. "How'd you guess? Please tell me you don't have to work tonight."

"Double shift, what else is new? Wasn't the new President supposed to fix things?" He snorted. "I have to be back by seven, at least we have a couple of hours."

Damn it, how was I supposed to talk to Tom and Bonnie if he was leaving soon? Bonnie would be at least another half hour, probably longer.

"Why?" he asked.

I made a face, "I'd rather wait until Bonnie is here, suffice it to say the President asked me to do something that would pull me away from here for a while. I'm hoping I can still visit but... nothing is guaranteed." 

I started nibbling on his neck and ear. I was wet and horny from dancing and his scent was driving me crazy. The ability to sense emotions wasn't helping much either, I always got the combination of both intense love and lust from my Angel. I was defenseless against it.

He grabbed me by the hair, twisted me around and pushed me down, pinning me against the table. I smiled in anticipation, my back arching without thought, my Angel knew what I wanted. He pulled up my skirt and spanked me. A moment later I felt him run his hard pole along my wet warm puffy labia.

He growled, "Is that what you want slut?"

I pushed back slightly, but he was holding me down. Could he actually hold me down? I wasn't sure, but I knew I would never find out. It was more fun to beg for it. I knew he loved the game too, and anything that increased the lust and fun in bed was okay with me. Succubus thing. It may have been a game, but I meant every word as I begged in a voice both sultry and desperate.

"Please, yes, I want it in me, please, fuck me."

I mewled shamelessly as he put it in enough to part my labia, rubbing it up and down, grazing my engorged nub with each stroke. I gasped and begged.

"Please Tom, fuck your slut, take me, use me, get off in me. Just dump a load in your little cum slut. Don't worry about my pleasure, take yours."

I gasped and arched my back as he thrust forward, impaling me fast and hard. The table moved forward several inches, and I negligently created small gravity wells at the bottom of the legs, holding the table firmly to the floor. And not a moment too soon either.

I gasped in pleasure as he started to saw into me hard and fast, "That's it baby, harder, faster."

I could feel his lust rise and his speed pick up with every encouragement to use me like a slut that left my mouth, to take his pleasure without regard to mine. My lust rose with his, I loved it. I loved how much he wanted me, how he lusted for my body, and how I could drive him crazy with my words and my more than willing body.

I reached my peak and my core tightened around his length, milking his hardness desperately. When I felt him expand against my tightening walls I screamed in pleasure. 

"Fill me!"

I shared his orgasm and his life energy and mixed it with my own, my bliss intensified as a result and I could feel him emptying himself within me. I in turn linked back to him, feeding back some of that life force which raised his ecstasy as well.

Sometimes, I hated being able to feel others, to know what they were feeling. But at times like these, when he pulled me away from the table, and into his arms, there was nothing better. I was drowning in his satisfaction, tenderness, and love as he kissed me softly. It definitely had its moments.

Chapter 2

Bonnie was looking at me in disbelief, and she was... pissed. Bonnie had gotten home while Tom and I were showering. Before Tom could leave I sat them down and told them all about it. What the President wanted, and what I felt about it, both good and bad. Finally I asked what they would want to do if I went. Tom looked... almost resigned. I focused on Bonnie and raised my brow, I could feel the anger but I wasn't sure where it was directed. After a short time she finally said something.

"Ash, I don't even know where to start. You know he is taking advantage of you, and more disturbingly your Aunt seems to be going along with it. This won't be like a day at the office, I remember how much killing those Demons in D.C. bothered you. You do realize you will need to be heartless to get out alive right?

"And that's just challenging Demons. I imagine they have slaves from other dimensions right?"

When I nodded my head slowly she continued.

"Well, how will you deal with that, can you ignore it? Be heartless while you either try to steal technology, learn it through magic or bully them into leaving us alone? I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at everyone else. Why does it have to be you?"

I frowned. I hadn't really thought of those aspects of it. Could I do it? Ignore slavery, ruthlessly kill those in my way? Maybe. Could I do it without harming myself with their deaths and the evil going on around me? Probably not, at least, not without changing, I wouldn't be the same person when, or if, I came back. Why me? This was harder to answer; I didn't really even want to do it, but... I would do it for them. Bonnie and Tom, and NYC. The world is too big to really think about, but I could let my small corner of the world drive me forward.

When I tried to explain this, that when I thought not to do it, I got a really bad feeling, Bonnie shook her head in denial.

Tom said, "Well, if you can visit that would be good, but if you can't... I would wait. I'd like to go with you, but between how they feel about Angels, and the fact I can't really fight, I think I would be nothing but a burden."

I wasn't really surprised by Tom's words, he was gentle, a healer. I liked him the way he was.

Bonnie growled. "If you are stuck there, how would you feed? If you don't take one of us, you would have to..." she just trailed off.

Another thing I hadn't really thought of, although skimming should work if I can't get back occasionally, I didn't really know if there was somewhere I could accomplish that over there.

I shrugged, "I don't really need to feed, I get enough energy from my Witch powers for the most part, I could get away with just skimming."

It was a half truth at best; I didn't know really what being in a different dimension would mean for my powers. Bonnie looked torn, I could tell she both wanted to go with me, and wanted to stay. Her eyes were moist and I was getting angry, I didn't like seeing her like this. I wanted to hold and reassure her, but now wasn't the time. 

Bonnie got up shaking her head and muttered that she needed to think about this before running into the bedroom. When Tom moved to follow I stopped him.

"Tom wait, let her work it out. You are going to be late anyway."

Tom frowned so I followed it up with, "You can't fix this... no one can. I'll be here for her while you're gone. She needs to decide what she wants to do."

He nodded, not at all happy but recognizing the truth of my words. He gave me a soft kiss on the forehead, told me I better be here in the morning and left. I stayed there, sitting on the couch and staring at the wall. I didn't want to go, but I felt I had no choice, and I hated that. 

An hour passed and she still hadn't come out. Outside of deciding we needed more artwork and pictures on the walls I hadn't come up with anything either. I just knew I needed to keep them somehow, I couldn't afford to lose it, and if I lost them, lose it I would. I stood up and walked into the bedroom, Bonnie was still dressed in her work clothes.

"Can I come with you?" she whispered softly, "If I don't, I'm afraid I will lose you. I think you will need someone there you can count on as well. It sounds to me like the leaders rule through fear, you'll have to watch your back constantly."

My cheeks were wet and my emotions were all over the place, I didn't know if I was crying in happiness that she was coming, or in sadness at what she would be exposed too. I did know one thing, I would make her as safe as I could.

A broken yes left my mouth as I coaxed her off the bed and into the shower. We made love that night and I held her as she fell asleep. When she was sleeping soundly, I got up. I had work to do, and I needed help to do it. Reaching out to my mother, I opened a portal back to my childhood home and stepped through.

I grinned as her jaw dropped, I guess no one had told her I could do that now.

"Mom, I need your help. I need to create a protective necklace for Bonnie, she is going with me."

Sandy sighed. "I'd hoped you would say no. Though, I knew it was a vain hope."

Shrugging I said, "So did I, but my power doesn't like it at all. I think I have an advantage no one else really has, except other pure witches, and they don't really like to fight. It won't be easy, but I think I have to go."

She nodded and said, "So... protection against fire? Bullets..." Shaking her head she continued, "We can make it good, but the more powerful Demons will break through, and you will have to recharge it after each fight. Maybe we should add healing and mind speech as well, at least between the two of you. Hmm, paralyze any physical attackers? It should protect her from all but the very powerful."

I took a deep breath and felt... more centered. Perhaps it was childish of me, but my mother's presence and help made me feel better about things. 

"Sounds good." I followed her to the room she created and experimented in and we got started. We chose a ruby pendant necklace surrounded by smaller diamonds. The ruby would hold a lot of power, the separate enchantments could be put in the diamonds. It took us about two hours to finish. I thanked her and gave her a hug before taking a portal back to the condo.

I slipped into bed and Bonnie cuddled up against me in her sleep. It didn't take long for me to join her.

The next morning we told Tom that we were both going. Bonnie called in and got a leave of absence, she wasn't too worried about her career. If anything, we figured this would be a boost to it. I also gave Bonnie the amulet and explained how it worked. 




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 01



The doorbell rang at ten am, it was my two favorite Feds, I asked what they wanted and one of them cleared his throat.

"I was told to ask you if you could be in the same room at eleven am, just under an hour."

He raised his eyebrow, as if to ask how that was possible. I just told him yes and shut the door in his face. My secret may be out, but I wasn't going to help spread the news. If the president hadn't shared about me using portals, I sure as hell wasn't about to.

I opened the door as I thought of something and said, "Bonnie is going with me, please get word back so the secret service doesn't freak out when I show up plus one."

He looked like he wanted to argue with me, but thought better of it. I felt both satisfied and guilty. I hated that I was feared by normal people, or some of them anyway, but I had to admit it came in handy sometimes. I said thanks and closed the door again.

Bonnie asked with reluctance in her voice, "Are you sure that's a good idea?"

I grinned and said, "Absolutely, I'm all about sharing the pain... Plus, I don't want there to be any surprises or arguments later."

She snorted and gave me a dirty look. Is it wrong it turned me on a bit? I had learned long ago that a succubus became and liked what their partner wanted. However I was a little confused, was that what was happening? Was Bonnie dominant and just hadn't acted on it yet? Or was my Witch side simply a submissive? I shook my head, not the time for an identity crisis.

"Don't be surprised if he tries to saddle us with someone along to observe, I wouldn't put it past him. Problem is, I don't know if we will actually be able to say no." I made a face, "He is the President after all."

Bonnie looked skeptical. "You could do whatever you want, he needs you, but you don't need him. Even if you feel you have to do this you don't have to give them any input at all. Although, having another person to watch our back wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing... assuming of course, we can trust them."

We had some time so I made a quick breakfast. We had slept in late, or I had, after being up late last night enchanting with my mom. We had some eggs, bacon and toast, not to mention a cup, or two of coffee. By the time I had the dishwasher loaded it was time to go. I took Bonnie's hand, opened a portal and led her through. She looked nervous but didn't say anything about it.

Of course, we were meeting the President so it was hurry up and wait. I took advantage of the coffee again, but this time only waited a half hour and I was only on my second cup. I schooled my face to look calm and assured, but I didn't feel that way. I was nervous, and I felt forced.

Two agents walked in first, following was the President, Jezebel, the SECDEF and that same senator. Still couldn't remember his name and I wished I had looked it up before coming back. Behind him a Demon walked in, his suit screamed FBI and I got a feeling of annoyance from him, as if he didn't want to be here at all.

The President didn't waste any time with pleasantries.

"So, you are here, does that mean you will go?"

When I nodded I felt the annoyance spike as well as anger coming from the Demon, but I ignored it. "Bonnie is coming with me."

I continued, laying out my intentions, "My main goal will be to discover a way to block their encroachment in our dimension. Only if that fails will I go another way, I will do what I must, but I do not wish to be surrounded by the dead. Of course, I will need to take at least one demesne initially just to look around."

I felt contempt from the Demon but disregarded it again, from the Humans in the room I felt respect, which kind of made sense, a blood thirsty Witch is the last thing any Human would want roaming around, Witches too for that matter.

The President nodded slowly and said, "Agreed, the goal is to prevent them from coming in our world, not to escalate to a war, nor take over their dimension either," he waved a hand at the Demon, "This is Devon, he will be accompanying you as backup as a guard. His job is to prevent you from being assassinated by someone in the demesne you take over, or by another."

Not mincing words I stared at Devon for a moment, then said evenly, "Spit it out."

I felt confusion from almost everyone in the room so clarified, "Devon has nothing but contempt and annoyance for me, I will know why or he will not be coming with me. I'll need people I can trust at my back, and he isn't exactly engendering trust right now."

Emotions were tricky, maybe he was just having a bad day, so I was willing to hear him out.

Devon growled, "She is too soft hearted and weak, we need someone willing to send a strong message to our enemies."

Okay, not a bad day, he's just an asshole.

I took a sip of my coffee as the room took in his words. I was kind of expecting that and wondered if he had volunteered to go, and was turned down. Part of me, feared he was right though, could I start a reign of terror in the Demon dimension if I was forced to? Another part of me feared that not only could I, but that I would enjoy doing so.

At what point does stopping the aggressor with force turn you into one though?

The SECDEF frowned and said, "She is our choice, will you defend her with your life, or should we go looking elsewhere?"

Devon said harshly, "I will do my duty and protect her, despite my personal feelings."

Bonnie looked like she wanted to punch him, but I just nodded. I could detect no lie in his words. Well shit, this should be fun until something better came along, like a dentist appointment.

"So what now, does Russia know we are coming?" I asked, trying to move things along.

Jezebel replied softly, "Yes, there is a jet waiting at the airport to take you. Ash, please be careful."

I could feel her turbulent emotions, I gave her a quick hug and promised to be careful. I followed Devon, a.k.a. grumpy asshole, to the car outside.

Bonnie used her amulet as we left for the airport, "Are you sure you can trust this asshole?"

I almost laughed as she echoed my thoughts, "Yes, for now anyway. If I deviate from mission, probably not. I should be able to feel it though, if he plans to betray us." I hoped so anyway, he didn't seem to be capable of hiding his emotions. I still felt the same annoyance coming from him.

The car ride took forever with the road construction going on to fix all the damage done by the invasion. When we reached the plane it received clearance almost immediately and we were in the air quickly. 

Chapter 3

The plane ride was boring, but at least Bonnie was here with me this time. No need to torture myself with those damn birds. I was still a little torn about it, but I was happy she was here. We caught up on all the little things then cuddled up on the couch. Devon kept casting dark looks but we ignored him, for the most part. I wasn't sure how fast the plane was going, but we did land several hours earlier than when we left. It was just after dawn as we deplaned.

I sighed when I saw the doubtful looks on the official's faces when we were led to a limo right on the tarmac. Sometimes being five foot two was a disadvantage. Although I preferred to be underestimated, just sometimes it was annoying when it was an ally doing so.

Martin was a tall Human, about fifty and distinguished looking. He was accompanied by both a Demon named Troy and an Angel named Julie. They both looked in their twenties, so all I could guess was they were under three hundred.

They briefed us on the drive, forty soldiers would be going in with us. Since I was the challenger instead of the challenged, I needed to show myself as a threat before it would be accepted. Much as they had done when they arrived here, killing and doing damage before giving challenge.

The Demon ruler's name was Damien, not kidding, it really was. I also found out he was not the ruler of his home dimension demesne, but was beholden to a Demon ruler named Dane.

Dane apparently was a real piece of work, all the demesnes surrounding his were under his control as well, through the local rulers. He expected all his sworn demesnes to pay him yearly taxes, and now that included Russia. They were anxious to get this settled, and beyond their doubts they did treat me well and professionally.

Curiously I asked where they got all this intelligence on the Demon's world.

"Damien gave it to us of course, in order to be a vassal demesne we needed to know where we stand and what is going on."

I supposed that made sense, of course, now I had two challenges to take care of. I briefly considered making a joke about delivering supplies to me instead since I would soon be in charge of Russia, but decided it would be in poor taste.

We met the troops outside a small city named Dubna. When I asked why such a small city Julie said it was the closest city to where the Demons crossed over. I didn't completely understand it, but I was sure I would. It was with some surprise I noted that Martin, Troy and Julie were joining us. We were offered weapons, Bonnie accepted but Devon and I just shook our heads no.

As we approached, there was heavy fencing blocking the way into the city. It seemed counterintuitive to be so brazenly straight forward, but I just marched up to the gate and announced myself.

"I am Ashley, champion from the demesne of America, I come to challenge Damien for the Demesne of Russia."

He turned and sent off a runner then said scathingly, "Your challenge will be accepted if you can reach the center of the city."

I froze. Did this Demon deserve to die? For surely he would try and bar my way. Did he have a wife? Children? Did those concepts even exist where he came from. Okay, he was an invader, I had the right to defend my world. Suddenly I was filled with rage. Why did it have to be me? Why did they come here? Why must I fight just to keep my little corner of the world safe?

The gate ripped off the fence, I crushed it to the size of a pea, then passed through the torn opening.

"And will you try and stop me, or will you live to serve me?"

I already knew his answer, in fact if he had backed down to me, I wouldn't have been able to trust him to serve me. It would have been a betrayal to his master. The question was simply an outlet of my anger.

He started to raise his weapon in answer to my question, the small bead with the weight of a large metal gate shot through the air. It took his head clean off.

I was staring down at his corpse, broken from my thoughts as I heard the soldiers advancing past me. Shaking my head I shared a look with Bonnie, the relief that went through me, when she looked at me with understanding instead of horror, made me weak. I sighed softly and joined the soldiers moving down the street.

The soldiers were good at their job, I needed to intervene only two more times with Demons that had fire power. Eventually we reached the center of the city. It was truly a small place, relatively it didn't take long at all to reach. But the dying going on around me made it feel endless.

Damien stepped out to meet my challenge, he was six feet two, a full foot taller than me. He had less power than the one I faced in D.C., I could feel it. I laughed when he faced Devon, he turned angrily to me.

"You find this amusing woman?"

I shrugged. "Maybe a little, you see, I am the challenger here. Devon is just here to ensure I don't get stabbed in the back."

Damien's eyes narrowed and he nodded sharply. I was impressed, he had made a mistake but was smart enough not to judge me by my size.

"Will you answer my challenge? I will be ruler of this demesne."

He replied, "I will, prepare for death foolish one."

We walked out into the open space nearby and turned to each other. I decided once again to limit my response, truthfully if the world saw what Witches were capable of they would shit a brick. We both reached for our power and time slowed. I was almost disappointed, he didn't know that trick to make his fire magic defend on its own. I really wanted to learn it, though I didn't need it. With my enhanced speed due to being a Witch, he really didn't stand a chance.

Five streams of fire rose up to meet him and moved faster than he could even perceive, much less keep up with. They blew through his shields in seconds, engulfing him in fire. I turned up the power and incinerated him quickly, mostly to be merciful. Dying slowly by fire is not a good way to go.

Martin cleared his throat and said, "Ruler of Russia?"

I smiled but I don't think it reached my eyes, I had to play by the Demon's rules, but I hated them.

"Didn't the President explain that? I can defend as a champion, but what I just did was conquering. I couldn't do it on your behalf because you already lost. No Russian had the right in the Demon's eyes to challenge for rule. Not for a hundred years anyway. Don't worry, I'll draw up a nice document and you guys can give me like a quarter a year or something.

"It is a fiction, but an important one, if they feel the challenge was not grounded in their law they will invade. I may be a silent ruler, but in their eyes I rule here. I thought that was understood."

He nodded uncomfortably, probably wondering how to explain this to his superiors.

I grabbed the closest Demon. "What's your name?"

"Char."

"Bring me my second in command."

He nodded and ran off.

A few minutes later he returned with a Demon that was about five foot nine. She was obviously a succubus and gorgeous to boot. Long blonde hair, green eyes, and a perfect hourglass figure.

"I'm Simone, what can I do for you lady?"

I sensed fear and subservience, which made me uncomfortable. Maybe that would change over time, but I doubted it.

"Simone, get the troops together and ready to leave by tomorrow. Also instruct them to be respectful of Bonnie and Devon." I introduced them.

Simone sounded confused and a little afraid when she asked, "Can I ask why? Surely you need to get this new demesne in order?"

I smiled which made her shiver in fear. Didn't Demons smile? What have I gotten myself into. "These humans will be my vassal, we are leaving because I will challenge and take the place of Dane."

Her eyes widened in fear and doubt, but she said, "I'll see it done. Anything else?"

"Yes, send me someone who understands how dimensional portals are opened, failing that send the device and the operator to me."

She bowed and left. I heard a cough behind me and turned.

Julie asked softly, "Was it wise to tell her our plans so boldly?"

"I only told her part of it, not the end goal. Besides, despite their backwards system they are a bluntly direct society, there was no real reason to lie. Her life is mine now, her position at my whim. I hate how that sounds too, but it is what it is. You guys can probably take off if you want, we should be gone by this time tomorrow."

Martin interjected, "We are instructed to stay here until then."

I held back my sigh, I was hoping for some privacy. Keeping an outward appearance of all is well was getting harder. I wished I could just portal with Bonnie back to the condo and spend the rest of the day in bed.

A smaller Demon came over and introduced himself. He was holding a small device in his hand.

"I am Caro mistress, you had questions about the inter-dimensional device?"

I nodded. "Can you explain how it works to me?"

He frowned. "I am just an operator, I can tell you how it works but not completely. In laymen terms, every dimension operates on a different frequency. The speed of light for instance, is different in each one, as is gravity propagation. There are perhaps two thousand dimensions we can safely exist in, otherwise our bodies could not take the change in physical laws.

"The device emits a field that, for lack of a better term, changes the laws of the universe in a small area. If we set the field for our home dimension, that small pocket of space will actually be in our universe for the time it is opened. It creates a hole, in the exact spot corresponding to the same coordinates in our dimension. Then, we simply walk into it, when we walk out it will be in our dimension.

"Does that make sense to you?"

"Yes, I think so, can you open one now, just for a second?"

He shook his head, "It takes a week for it to recharge, if I open one now, we won't be able to leave tomorrow. It's a burst of energy that opens the portal, which will stay open for one to two hours until the field effect wears off."

I nodded, disappointed. I guessed I wasn't going to get to see it in action until tomorrow.

"Very well, go back to your duties."

He bowed low as he walked backwards, then took off. That would take time to get used to. Simone returned and brought us to a house. There were Demon servants who waited on us and brought us food. Finally we were brought to bed chambers, the jet lag was hitting me hard and I was exhausted. Bonnie and I got the master bedroom, Simone seemed relieved when she found out she wouldn't have to perform for her new ruler.

Devon took a room with Martin, and Troy went off with Julie. I locked the door and turned to Bonnie. I reached out and caressed her face.

I said softly, "Thanks for coming with me, today was hard to bear."

I was not a warrior, and I hoped I would never like it.

She looked at me coyly and said, "Is that the best you can do?"

I pulled her into a long deep kiss and whispered, "Not even close love."

I took her to the large and comfortable bed and showed her just how grateful I was. Repeatedly.

Chapter 4

Oh god... I woke gasping, my legs spread wide, resting on Bonnie's shoulders. My back arched. I reached down grabbed her hair, pulling her tightly to my core as I tweaked my nipples with my other hand. From my love I felt lust and satisfaction, with an undercurrent of mischievous delight as she lightly bit my swollen nub while pinching my ass cheeks.

I sighed breathily in pleasure, putting my head back and relaxing into her ministrations. She slowly started kissing her way up my body. I opened a channel between us, feeding her what I was feeling and heard her gasp in delight as she nibbled on my breasts. I looked down and her sparkling blue eyes captured mine. She smiled naughtily at me and bit down on a nipple hard.

When we were face to face, she kissed me and whispered, "I packed a surprise for you."

I was going to ask what, but then I felt the dildo penetrating my tight ready heat. It was obvious from our dual gasp that she had brought the double sided one. With my mind and emotions completely open to her, we started a feedback loop of lust and pleasure, bouncing back and forth as she ground against me before starting to ravish my center with quick thrusts.

We both reached ecstasy together, fighting off the need to close our eyes so we could continue gazing into each other's. We kissed softly for a moment, then she began again...

Soon enough we were fully sated, and we held each other. The feeling of being submissive was getting stronger, and I was curious if it was just me, or if it was my succubus nature in concert with what Bonnie wanted. I wasn't sure how to bring it up, which was silly, but I settled on round a bout.

In a low voice I asked, "Did you like when we tied Tom up the other day?"

She blushed but nodded. 

Maybe my succubus instincts were good and I should just pay attention, I was probably leery of a direct question because she was. It was tempting to just tell her to do it to me if she wanted, and more... please more, but that wasn't the way to do it. Apparently she wasn't comfortable with this new part of her nature. I'd have to lead her to it without talking... I'd figure it out.

I was a succubus after all.

We took a shower and headed down to breakfast. Simone gave us a knowing smirk, Devon looked thoughtful. I wondered if I had won him over after yesterdays fight, but when he caught me looking his way I felt the annoyance again. 




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 01



"Simone, what can we expect on the other side of the portal?"

She replied, "It's an approved portal point, so maybe a few guards? Dane isn't expecting us, so we will have to remove them. Vassal or not, we will be considered invaders without a specific invitation. It's located in a forest clearing about ten miles south of Dane's city."

"Approved portal point?"

Simone looked thoughtful a moment, I worried a bit about showing ignorance, but there was nothing to do about it.

"There are two in Dane's demesne, all travel between dimensions is done from that point. Any portals detected elsewhere would be considered an act of war. It also helps keep down false alarms, the chances of an enemy coming in, outside of his vassals, on those two spots are unlikely."

When we finished eating, we went outside. I was surprised at how many Demons were here, I estimated a little over five hundred.

I ruled over five hundred Demons? I almost snorted at that. What wasn't funny is I knew I couldn't really trust any of them... could I? So far I'd got nothing emotion wise but fear and respect, I had a feeling if I showed any weakness that would change quickly. 

I nodded to Caro and he started fiddling with the device. I assumed he was setting it to the Demon dimension. When he moved a finger to activate it, I embraced my power. Time slowed to practically a standstill, his thumb moving, but almost imperceptibly. I focused all my power on viewing the natural world around me in as great a detail as my mind could process. 

It seemed hours later when his thumb activated the device. I could see particles leaving the emitter, and although I could not measure the frequency, or even knew the name of those particles it was of nature and I could feel it. I watched closely as the particle field formed a small space that would lead to the Demon dimension. An area that was in fact, now part of that dimension.

I could also, now that I knew what to look for, see what Earth's dimension felt like. I thought it may take a few false starts, but I believed I could use magic to do the same. Much like I could manipulate gravity, or space/time with a portal, although the magical energy required would be more intense.

I carefully packaged that memory, every moment of it, and sent it to both mom and Cat along with a message, "See if you can figure out a way to block this with magic while I look for a device. I'll try too, but I don't think I'll have a lot of spare time over there. And feel free to visit, since the three of us are the only ones who can probably do it."

I would still have to play around to learn it, but the important thing was I knew I would get there eventually. I released my power and the world sped up around me, moving once again at normal speed. I ordered the scouts through, though they would have no way to report a problem, the dimensional portal was one way only. When they moved through I ordered Simone to get everyone through before she followed.

I nodded at the Russians. Martin told me good luck, Julie and Troy just nodded back. I took Bonnie's hand, looked to Devon to make sure he was ready then stepped through.

First I took in the situation. The scouts had taken out the local guard. We were in a forest clearing, I saw a high tech console which I assumed would be for communications close by. Next to that was a horse post with several horses tied to it. It was a surreal thing, both more and less technology. I wondered at that a second, was that backwards? Or did Humans use too much tech?

The Demons seem to use what was required and no more.

"Report," I growled.

One of the scouts answered, "Area secured, all guards dead, no alarms."

I nodded, keeping my poker face, hiding the ill feeling I had. It was hard to remember what I was doing would save countless lives, when I was surrounded by death all the time. What do the dictators say? It was for the greater good, can't make an omelet without breaking a few eggs. They needed killing... all the same justifications running through my mind now.

It doesn't make me wrong though, just, weary.

I tried to put it out of my mind. I was getting tired of thinking about it all the time, outside of the stolen moments with Bonnie. She was what I was doing it for, and Tom. I took a moment to look around and take in this new world.

The sky was purple, sort of. More like a very dark blue that was approaching violet. I imagined it had something to do with the speed of light difference maybe? Everything seemed shifted. The greens of the forest had a light blue tinge to it. Everything looked exactly the same as what you would expect on earth, except of course the colors.

Magic was... different. It felt the same, there was just more of it. As if this dimension was radiating magic. I instinctively knew I would not have to feed here, although from the spy's mind I knew they did feed. But it was probably a power over others thing, I wouldn't need to. Although, I am half Witch, so perhaps the magic is just more readily available to me?

At first I was going to move on right away thinking I didn't have time to try opening a portal now, but of course, that was silly. When I embraced my magic I would have subjective hours as less than a minute passed in real time. Being cautious I moved to the far end of the clearing before trying, I didn't want to chance interfering with the other portal as people were still passing through.

I faced the direction the portal would be in. I was concerned about possibly opening a portal somewhere else on accident, and I needed to be able to verify it. At least for the first time. I brought up my magic and concentrated on those particles I could feel, but could not name. I focused on, for lack of a better word, the feeling of the Earth dimension and directed the particles to form a portal, or area of my world here.

It took me a while to get the right feel of it, to construct the field correctly.

When I released my magic I felt a great drain, my limbs were weak. I wobbled a bit, but recovered. It had taken a lot out of me. When I looked into the portal I could see the one leading here down the street. I watched in fascination as the Demons walked through from the other side and appeared in the field. I felt a lot better knowing I would be able to visit Tom, at least, I would be capable of it. As far as it being safe to do so, I would have to wait and see.

It took about an hour to get everyone through and ready to march to the city. It would take three or four hours depending how fast we walked. Bonnie, Devon and I asked questions of Simone as we travelled.

Here, rank was power and power was rank. Everyone bowed to the ruler, but the weaker also bowed to the stronger. I also got some disturbing news when I asked her about any scientists or knowledge of portals and how to create or block them.

Simone told us, "The original scientists who created the technology were killed, and the knowledge was suppressed. It may exist somewhere in an archive known only to the oldest, I do not know. Although it must be as replacements must be made."

When I asked why she laughed.

"Why? To keep the weak from gaining the knowledge that would allow them to move on. To prevent escape to a new world where they could rule instead of suffer under a boot heel. To keep the rest of us under their thumbs. It is as simple as that."

Of course. Why didn't I think of that, my inner pessimist was on vacation again. They were probably stagnant too, I wouldn't be surprised if there were no scientists at all anymore. When I asked that she just nodded affirmatively. 

This made things harder, unless a magical way could be found, I needed to find that information. I had a bad feeling it would take a lot of conquering to get to that point. I was a Witch, a succubus, a cop and a stripper. I didn't want to be a conqueror as well.

Not really expecting an answer I told Simone about my first fight in America, and how the Demon's magic seemed to defend automatically. For once my pessimism was denied.

Simone said, "Yes, it is impossible for magic to fight on its own, but you were right that the Demon did not direct it. Most rulers have amulets that do the defending for them. That is why a change in power is so rare. A challenger must have greater power and outlast the ruler's magic to win. Even worse, by a wide margin since the amulet conserves power by always putting out the right amount."

I asked if she knew anything about the amulets, I didn't think Demon's could enchant, curse yes, enchant no. Her quick answer made my blood run cold.

"Elven slaves made them long ago."

Witches are powerful, but against Elves? I was instructed if I ever faced an Elf in battle and managed to live long enough to flee I needed to do so immediately. Though, my Demon abilities may give me a slight chance at victory, the magic of a Witch is completely useless against them. Their magic is undetectable to us, which is why I couldn't figure it out during the fight.

I just had to hope I wouldn't run into one, I could handle the amulets, or at least, work around them. But an Elf? I would have to fight with fire and muscle and hope, something best to be avoided if at all possible.

She also explained technology was for defense, war and communications. Other than that it was all manual labor. I thought that would be good for the environment, but my inner pessimist thought it was probably just another way to control the masses.

We reached the city and set up camp outside of it. I didn't think I would need to take five hundred Demons with me, maybe twenty of the stronger ones along with Simone. I told Simone to make arrangements. We ate a quick meal and I turned to the city. A small part of me wished I could just depend on a magic solution and not go through with this part of the plan.

I already had a theory that to block a connection, a device or magic would need to keep the reality of earth, the frequency, the feel of it, off just a bit. To illustrate, if each dimension were a foot apart, we could vary the frequency of ours by just a couple of millimeters. Not even enough to cause a change in the laws, but enough of a difference to stop a portal from syncing itself to our reality.

But, the spell to open a portal almost put me on my knees, how could we possibly generate a field the size of the earth to accomplish that? And if we found a technical way, we would need power generation capabilities that are surely beyond us right now on the Human world.

Maybe there was another way to do it, a way cheaper in magic or power, but I had no idea what that could be. Either way, I couldn't stop now.

It wasn't fear of death that gave me pause, it was fear of killing. What if? What if none of it turned out to be necessary? How would I live with that? I sighed softly, knowing deep down in my heart, I would burn this whole world to keep those I loved safe. There was no price to high to pay for that. I was afraid of that most of all.

Resolutely, we walked toward the city. I was in the middle, flanked by Bonnie and Devon, surrounded by twenty warriors with Simone directly behind me. Ready or not, I was about to become a ruler of a demesne on the Demon world. Actually, demesnes, since Dane had a number of vassals. Either that, or end up dead.



Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 02



Chapter 5

The city was surrounded by a stone wall, a large gate stood open. Another example of a past time, and I was confused until it struck me as perfectly obvious. Why tech was forbidden, and why there was a stone wall around a city. Why Demons fought with fists, or perhaps a knife. Why education was limited.

It was to keep the powerful ones, the ones with fire and cursing abilities, in charge.

If they allowed their people to flourish, and use weapons equal to their technology... well, a nicely placed shot from a sniper rifle at a thousand yards would still be an equalizer here. Really, anyone with a gun and the element of surprise could end their ruler. Of course they wouldn't allow that.

The more I considered it, the more it made sense in a backwards sort of way. Even on Earth discoveries were buried and labeled as heresy. It was only once the power started to move away from Kings and into the people's hands that the industrial revolution took hold. I thought it was barbaric of course, but at least I understood it now.

Everything, absolutely everything, from social to tech to infrastructure was all designed to keep the most powerful in power. The ultimate example of survival of the fittest.

I snorted when I thought of opening up schools while I was here, I wasn't here for that, but it was tempting.

We reached the gate where I made another obvious declaration. I felt completely silly doing it.

"I am the ruler of the Russia Demesne in the Human dimension, I am here to challenge Dane for the rule of this demesne."

I almost laughed when his mouth dropped open, then mine almost dropped open when he simply waved me through the gate. What happened to fighting our way through? I looked to Simone and she blushed scarlet.

"Sorry, I should have told you. The rulers do not require you to fight a whole city, we will be challenged at the palace gate. It's a bit different for the large demesnes."

She looked at me hopefully, but I could feel her emotions, she was almost sure I would kill her for not telling me sooner. I waved it off airily as if it didn't matter and we marched down the main street straight for the palace.

I could feel the shock coming from Simone as she walked behind me. I hoped she wouldn't assume me weak because of it. I was growing to like her and really didn't want to kill her.

The city was extremely large, we walked another two miles passing by markets for food and other necessities of life. I kept myself open, there was fear of course, but there was also curiosity as we passed, and some were even happy with their life, or so it seemed. 

The Palace gates were twice the size of the city gates, they were also made of metal, not wood. The building itself seemed to be made of marble and there were large columns. It looked suspiciously like something out of Greek or Roman literature. Except it was perfectly maintained.

I went through the same speech I had used at the front gate. He looked disbelieving at me, sometimes I loved being so petite. To my surprise he didn't attack either, but called over a guard who led me into the palace. I schooled my face to look impassive as I resisted the urge to strangle Simone; I hated not knowing what was going on.

The Palace was well adorned inside with artwork. A few Demons stopped to watch us pass by. I caught sight of a servant just before they darted away. He/She/It looked like a human sized cat, walking on its rear legs. I also caught sight of what I would swear was some type of mythological being. She was woman shaped but extremely small, maybe two feet in height.

I suppressed a sigh, I couldn't save everyone, I wasn't here to save slaves. I had to focus on everything around me and stop internalizing. Still, there must have been more dimensional travel in the past for me to recognize beings here from old earth legends, and I was curious.

We walked through what must have been the whole palace and found ourselves outside behind it in a courtyard. The walls were high and guarded. A group of five Demons approached as the escorting guard scurried off nervously. 

"I am Teak," the one in the center declared in a booming voice. He was dripping arrogance and based on the power I felt it was understandable even if foolish, "To prove yourself worthy of fighting Dane you must vanquish me and my companions. My job is to weed out the weak, and you little girl are way over your head. Perhaps if you drop on your knees and do a good enough job I'll let you recant and leave with your life, yes?"

I smiled and tilted my head teasingly, but my words were a mockery of disappointment, "Maybe if you were bigger, you know, down there. I'm afraid that leaves us only one choice."

I heard Simone and Bonnie trying not to laugh, my best fan Devon just grunted in disapproval. Teak finally caught up and growled. He surrounded himself in fire and his four buddies drew daggers. I drew enough power to block fire and slow things down, then dashed forward. Even them moving at just a third of my speed it was easy. In a blink I disarmed the first guard's dagger and buried it in his heart.

I was no longer on Earth, and I didn't need to hold back, so why was I? Was it because I wanted to keep some of my abilities a secret, just in case I needed the surprise in the future? Or was I afraid of the ease in which I could kill them, afraid I would enjoy it?

By all measure, these were evil men. Perhaps not by their society's standards, but certainly by mine and the way I was raised. Or perhaps I didn't want Bonnie to see me slaughter the five of them with a wave of my hand.

I moved to the second and was disarming him as Teak's fire finally found me, I easily blocked with my shields. I didn't bother to attack with fire, doing two things at once was quite enough and I didn't want to get cocky about it and do something stupid. Although I was trained to fight hand to hand while wielding and blocking fire, I was still young.

Hiding the extent of my power was one thing, risking death to stupidity was quite another. 

I took his blade and impaled him in the throat, ripping it open. He tried to block me, but he was too slow.

Teak started charging me, but by the time he was halfway to where I was, I was already burying the third dagger into the third guard's eye. The fourth guard anticipated me judging my speed well and was in the middle of a strike at my chest. I spun and dodged to his outside, the blade cutting my arm, grabbing his wrist I drove my other hand into his elbow. He released the dagger as his joint shattered; I caught it continuing my spin and buried it in his back, severing his spine.

All in all, perhaps five seconds had passed.

I turned and fought Teak with my fire. He was good, good enough to keep up with me for almost ten seconds even at his slower perceptual speed. In the end though, he burned.

He burned...

I closed my eyes and embraced my power completely, time slowed to a standstill. And I wept. How could I ever think I would come to enjoy this. I felt sick. I closed my eyes and felt all the life around me. Blessed life. I was a Witch, what the fuck was I doing here taking lives? Did I really need to meet them on their terms, couldn't I create my own?

Earth was full of banished Demons, what was the story behind that? I released my power and time picked up its pace. The guards by the palace door and on the walls were looking at me in awe, and it turned my stomach. I took a deep breath, needing to maintain control.

I turned to Simone and called her over as I shape shifted my arm back to full health.

"Tell me, is there a way to challenge without death? My world is full of banished Demons, though I don't know how they got there. Is there a way?" I couldn't stop the hint of desperation that entered my voice.

She said eyes wide, "It fell out of favor hundreds of years ago, but if you can force your opponent to yield, they will be banished. It was considered a sign of weakness."

I nodded. I didn't really want to send crazy powerful Demons to my world. I would not have innocents pay in blood because I didn't want to kill. So I asked...

"Is there a dimension I can send him to that only has other Demons in it?"

She pursed her lips, "Perhaps, like I said, in the beginning before they purged the scientists and emerging technology, some Demons escaped to other dimensions, I don't know how you can find out though, much less send him there. We could ask Caro when we get back to camp."

We were interrupted by a troop of twenty guards marching out to the courtyard. They looked like some kind of honor guard, their uniforms were elaborate. To my shock a smaller Demon walked out from among them and it was my turn to be surprised by the size of my opponent.

Dane was only a few inches taller than me at five foot five. He didn't have bulging muscles either, but his powerful presence made all that immaterial. He was the most powerful Demon I had met to date, including my Aunt Jezebel. 

He smiled charmingly and said, "Well, it looks like I'll be having my first fight in over twenty years. I will miss the big idiot; he did a good job before now. Please, enjoy my Palace and be my guest, I wouldn't dream of having the challenge now when you aren't at your strongest."

His smile didn't reach his eyes, and I had a feeling enjoying his palace meant dodge his assassins for the next twenty four hours. No thanks.

I smiled back graciously and said, "That sounds wonderful Dane," I enjoyed his look of annoyance at the casual use of his name, "Unfortunately I have my people to look after, as a fellow ruler I am sure you understand?"

He clenched his teeth; I was actually having fun with this, and he said, "Of course my dear, I will expect to see you back this time tomorrow."

Translation, it's a bother but I'll just have to send my assassins out. It was almost as if he was afraid of fighting me.

I nodded my head politely. His guards escorted us all the way to the city gates. I was fighting an inappropriate attack of the giggles the whole way. I was probably losing my mind, but the whole conversation struck me as funny. He had acted like a snobby aristocrat, not a blunt Demon as I had come to expect. Adding that to my emotional roller coaster, instant giggles.

I told myself firmly that I was a ruler of a demesne, I had a reputation to maintain. Of course, that made it worse. When we entered the camp I went straight to the command tent only allowing Bonnie, Devon and Simone in. I erected a sound barrier then let it all out. I laughed hard for about ten minutes before I could stop.

Bonnie laughed with me, understanding. Of course, the disgust from Devon only made me laugh harder. The confusion from Simone didn't help at all either in regaining my composure. Still, I finally got control of myself and we sat down to eat. Extra paranoid of betrayal or infiltration I used my powers to check for poison, and there was none, so we dug in. I dropped the sound filter just in case we were attacked when I felt more centered.

After dinner we called in Caro, but he didn't know. There was something like fifty dimensions that were locked out of the device that should be livable for them. He thought that they were probably races that were too strong to conquer, as well as the Demons who escaped and followed a more technological path. He also thought the dimension we wanted was probably protected; they wouldn't want any Demons from here either.

I had decided I wouldn't kill anymore, but I couldn't send Dane to Earth. I would have to come up with another answer. I put it out of my mind and decided to sleep on it. Bonnie and I got ready for bed and chased out Simone, Devon and Caro. I had detected nothing from Devon all night except that annoyance, I was starting to wonder if he was covering up something.

I had the thought of taking one of his hairs to make sure of him, but decided not to. Not yet. I would respect his privacy, and just hope he was worthy of it. Bonnie and I snuggled up together and I fell asleep quickly after the day's events... and I dreamed...

Chapter 6

I woke with a smile on my face. My dream had revealed a way for me, but it would require showing a power Witches had that up until now had been secret. I shrugged; it felt like the right thing to do, for the first time in days I felt like myself. I was simply not a killer. I could be a bully perhaps, which was needed, but no more killing.

Perhaps I had the right to kill, to protect my world. But the truth was, I could protect it without killing, which is what caused me to be so conflicted. 

I watched Bonnie sleep for a moment, then decided it was time for payback. Very slowly as to not wake her yet I slipped under the sheets and made my way down...

I snickered into my coffee cup which drew another glare from Bonnie. I hadn't put up a sound shield when waking her up; just in case we were attacked I couldn't risk being taken by surprise. Bonnie had been a little... loud and enthusiastic at my attentions this morning. The speculative looks from the Demons in camp kept turning her face red. Hopefully she wasn't too mad at me, just a little embarrassed.

I sighed at the annoyance coming from Devon; did the man never take a break? Or was asshole his perpetual state? I was also a little worried how he would take my new no kill policy. Granted, it only applied to me, not the Demons around me, but still. Would he decide to betray me believing a more ruthless hand was required? Or just wait with contempt until I failed so he could take over?

I studied Simone for a moment, and she seemed relaxed for the first time in my memory. I wondered if she would betray me as well, or see me as an alternate way for her to live. Back home, Demons weren't so different from Humans. Would she just see weakness from growing up in such a brutal society, or would she see more?

I shook my head, I wasn't here to change how things ran in this dimension, however I found myself wishing for a better life for my second in command. Perhaps that was arrogant of me, to pass moral judgment on the whole of Demon society on this world. I knew that Earth might have followed a similar path if Humans had the same magic.

Who was I kidding? Outside of a precious few, most countries on Earth were run by one man in power and many just as brutally. I shook my head and took a sip of my coffee. I had no right to change things, no more than I would at home. Thinking of home made me miss Tom, but I knew I couldn't leave, not until after I was in charge here, if even then.

I was lost in thought, staring at the rising sun. It was closer to red and the sky was an amazing violet. That's when I felt the surge of emotion from behind me. Fear, concern, and from Devon which was startling to say the least. I embraced my power and turned. I saw Devon tackling a Demon who was both uncomfortably close to me, and holding a knife.

I dodged his first strike, and that was all he had time for. Devon hit him hard; on the way down he snapped the Demons neck. I flinched as I realized detecting emotions wouldn't help me detect an assassin. All the Demons, or most of them, put off fear when near me. The would be assassin had been no different.

"Thanks Devon."

He simply nodded, anger radiating off of him, also... concern? Devon was a mystery I hoped to solve at some point, he did his job well though. I had to wonder though, was his annoyance a cover of some kind?

There were two more incidents during the day but neither as close. I came to realize the best I could expect of the Demons under my command was not to betray me and follow my orders. They would not go out of their way to protect me, or stop an assassin. I had known that earlier, at least intellectually, but the attempts on my life drove that fact home to me.

In their view it was simple, if I couldn't stop an assassin, I didn't deserve to be leader.

I was thinking about blocking portals again, I thought maybe a passive approach would work, but the amount of work was still daunting. My idea would be to set up detectors, when a portal was detected as opening, a very small disruption of the area would break the link. The portal would still open, but it wouldn't last more than a small portion of a second.

Still, I could create a detector that covered maybe ten miles. Still, the Earth was just under one hundred ninety seven million square miles, which meant creating nineteen point seven million detectors and placing them. That was... crazy. Plus two thirds of that or more was water... I pushed the idea to the back of my head and hoped my mother and Cat were having better luck coming up with an idea.

I spent some time with Simone, telling her about my world. What we had in common and what was different. At first she was suspicious, and nervous about why, but soon enough her curiosity kicked in and she asked me some questions. It was a good way to pass the time, and who knows what seeds I planted today.

When it got close to time, we headed toward the city in the same group. Devon, Bonnie, Simone and I were surrounded by twenty of my strongest Demons. We were tense, and ready for trouble, but none interfered and we arrived at the palace.

We were brought through the palace to the same courtyard.

"Please wait here, Ruler will be here shortly," the guard sounded nervous.

I suppressed a snort; the Demons were being polite as if I was invited to tea. Of course, they were just hedging their bets, if I won they didn't want to be the one I remembered as a sneering asshole. Especially after what happened yesterday with Teak.

I watched as the personal guards walked out in their perfect uniforms. Simone had explained that too me earlier...

"The personal guards are extended a certain amount of trust, but aren't trusted fully of course which would be foolish. As a result of that, if one of them betrays their ruler the price is usually a slow torturous death," she smirked, "It is more in light of that harsher penalty than anything else that makes them even slightly trustworthy."

I had wondered at the time what that said about where she stood, but shook my head and dismissed the memory, I had other things to worry about now. Dane walked out and we started at each other. The challenge was already made, and I had my plan. Which of course, immediately failed. Fucking Elves...

Normally when a Witch fought a Demon they could simply choke off their fire magic, disrupting the energy stream before fire could even form. I had decided that is what I would do as the first part of my plan, along with holding him tightly within a gravity well until he yielded and submitted to banishment.

I embraced my magic and created the gravity well, that part went as well as it could, Dane was unable to move. It was the second part that went to shit. As I tried to disrupt his magic I found I could not touch it. The only explanation that occurred to me was the Elven amulet's magic was mixed with his, and I could not affect it.

I did manage to raise a fire shield quickly enough, but I had hoped my overwhelming advantage would cause him to submit, that was not the case anymore. I considered beating him senseless until he submitted, he couldn't move at all to block, but then I thought of an easier way. I pulled my dagger and walked up to him, his eyes widened as he struggled to move.

I smiled at the shock on his face as instead of cutting his throat, I simply cut the amulet from around his neck and watched it fall to the floor. I was leery of even touching it, who knows how it would mix with my strange coupling of Witch and Demon magic? It worked now, I was able to feel his magic, I engulfed it in mine, severing the potential of it and the fire immediately went out.

I couldn't do this for long, I was burning magic fast. Offering him the chance at life however, made all the difference in my mind. If he did not yield... I shook my head, no reason to borrow trouble.




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 02



I said softly, "Yield, be banished, or die," as I held the blade to his throat.

His eyes widened, he clearly hadn't expected this offer. I gave him about ten seconds to think about it then pushed the blade harder against his neck, "Yield."

He swallowed and spat out in anger, "I yield."

This is the moment I dreamed about, a solution to how I could banish him to my world, yet, not send a power hungry Demon that would be a nightmare there. I reached out and plucked a hair from his head after a slight hesitation. It would be easier to kill him, perhaps even kinder, but I was tired of death.

Devon growled, "What are you doing? We can't send that monster to Earth..."

I studied the hair with my power, his DNA, his nature. I also searched his mind, I felt a little guilty about it, but it would come in handy. Unfortunately he had no idea how to block portals, or even where the knowledge to do it was. I did learn a few useful things though, including the layout of the palace, his vassals and other things I needed to know to operate as a ruler here.

Dane asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

I smiled and said gently, "Giving you a new life," and I reached out and touched his forehead, ordering every cell in his body to obey my magic. I released my magical restraints I had around his body and magic, as my power took hold the years of his life started falling off his face. I changed gravity to support him above the ground as he grew smaller. No more than thirty seconds later he was the size of a six month old baby with no memory of what he had been moments before.

I let out a sigh of relief, I had not known, not for sure, if I had the control to pull that off. I laughed lightly, at hearing the shocked indrawn breath of every person in the courtyard. I looked over and Devon looked mutinous, sharply reminding me that it wasn't only this dimension that saw killing as the easiest choice to solve problems.

I picked up the baby from its cushion of gravity and carried it over to Bonnie. She took him and grinned down causing baby Dane to laugh in delight.

Still smiling Bonnie asked, "What now?"

I winked and said, "Banishment of course," turning to Simone I said, "I am not sure what the custom is, could you put together an announcement to go out to the other rulers stating I now rule here and am the ruler or champion of two of the largest demesnes on Earth?"

I thought if couched correctly I could meet challengers here, it was only a temporary solution, but perhaps it would stop the invasions for now. After all, if they kill me here, they get another chance at the U.S., Russia straight out would be theirs, plus a major demesne here with nine vassals. I hoped that was attractive enough.

When she nodded I continued, "I'll be back very shortly, Devon, please stay here and make sure my second doesn't have any problems."

I almost cringed at his heated look, maybe I should have told him about my no more killing plan instead of surprising him with it. I was not looking forward to being in private with him.

I opened a dimensional portal, it was easier the second time, less wasted energy when I didn't have to figure things out. It was still a drain but I didn't feel helpless and my power recovered quickly. I put my hand on the small of Bonnie's back and we walked through to the other side.

Chapter 7

Bonnie looked at me eyes wide and said, "That was amazing, I didn't know you could do that."

"It isn't something Witches advertise. We can live to about three hundred, unless we master that skill. The idea of Witches being immortal, as far as aging... I think that knowledge would, and has, caused problems in the past."

She nodded slowly. "I could see that, jealousy, anger, fear..."

I nodded uncomfortably and said, "I just can't kill anymore. Not unless it's absolutely necessary. I just hope that doesn't cause other problems."

I wasn't sure where to leave Dane and just had a vague idea of finding him a family. He was very powerful; raising him on Earth for his second life should hopefully lead to an ally. I opened a portal to my childhood home in N.Y. and guided Bonnie through. 

The first words out of my mother's mouth were, "Who is the baby?"

I quickly explained what I had decided, and what I did. I also went over my theories for blocking portals. They wouldn't work as is, but it might strike inspiration in someone else.

Sandy shook her head, "We haven't figured out anything either, at least not something that is feasible."

She promised to find a home for Dane and to contact us if they found a way to block portals. She also said she would update the President on our progress. We considered going to visit with Tom, but we really didn't have the time. I thought if I left it too long without my presence, all hell would break loose. Bonnie and my mom agreed, so I opened a portal back to where we came through and reluctantly stepped through.

Since dimensional portals were one way, I had to open another. We relaxed and talked a few minutes while I recovered before stepping through. When we reached the other side I sent a short burst of particles at both portals and they closed immediately. It was good to verify my theory was right, even if in its current form it wouldn't be workable solution.

I had a feeling of... what now? I was now a ruler on the Demon's world. I knew I needed to look for information as a next step. Look for a technical way to block portals while defending my claims from here and keeping Earth safe from invasion. But I had no idea where to start. The second part should take care of itself, but where would I find suppressed knowledge?

I sighed; I really missed Tom even though it had only been a couple of days. I needed to sneak away soon, maybe tonight. No one was in the courtyard except a few guards.

I closed my eyes and reached out with my magic, if I took in the layout right, Simone and Devon were in the leader's private study. That made sense; it would house the only available technology to communicate with other demesnes. I opened my eyes, took Bonnie's hand and started through the palace. Two of the guards in ceremonial uniforms were following us which was the normal policy.

I think I needed a vacation, every time I walked somewhere without an attack it felt like an accomplishment. I opened the door fully expecting Devon to rip me a new one while Simone looked on in surprise that I let him do it, perhaps while sending out notices over the communicator.

But nope... Turns out my new office was sound proofed, because as soon as I opened the door...

"Oh FUCK, harder!" Simone screeched demandingly.

I looked over and there was Simone, bent over the desk. Devon was roughly pulling her by the hair, her back was arched. She looked as good naked, as I thought she might. Her generous C cups were bouncing, her nipples grazing my desk, as Devon ripped into her from behind, plowing her hard. Very hard. Damn... he looked good too.

My core woke up and I was now frustrated, I was remembering Tom doing that to me just three days ago. Not that I begrudge others their fun, I was just missing mine. I shrugged and walked the rest of the way into the office pulling Bonnie in behind me. They didn't even notice when I closed the door.

I could feel they were both close, and I wondered that Simone didn't notice me yet. Yes, she could only detect lust and anger as a succubus, but I was putting off plenty of lust right now. If Bonnie hadn't been feeling uncomfortable I'd have probably taken her right there. As it was, I was enjoying the show, and despite her embarrassment at watching, so was Bonnie.

Devon smacked her ass hard, buried a thumb then just two more hard strokes and I felt them both go over. When they came down I said innocently, "So Simone, did you get those messages out?"

Devon cursed and dove for his clothes. Simone well, she put off enough fear I thought she would have a heart attack. I sighed, annoyed and tired of it. The fear from Simone I mean, not the sex.

"Cut it out now, you know I'm not a sadist, don't betray me and you will be safe. Or don't you pay attention?"

She grinned guiltily and said, "Well, I got about halfway through the demesnes when ummm, we took a break."

I snorted. "Breaks over."

Devon was... quiet. As he put on his clothes he felt guilty, why guilty? I also noticed a sense of longing in him, before he summoned up that constant annoyance and covered it up. Longing? Guilt? I was so curious, but we weren't exactly close, so I couldn't ask him. Maybe he liked someone else, or had a girlfriend at home? Felt guilty for fucking someone else and missed them?

I don't know, whatever.

She sent the rest of the messages and I felt at loose ends again. Nothing to do but wait. The idea of finding a way to block the portals was bouncing around in my mind, making me impatient. I wanted to go home, and finding that information was the only way it was going to happen. At least, in the short term. I knew one thing, after that show they put on I was going home for a visit tonight...

I asked Simone if we could send out a request for any information the other leaders might have, at least my vassals, but she nipped that in the bud...

"If you don't mind me saying, that would be a bad idea, even rulers are frowned upon if they seek technology. If you are not careful they could all turn against you."

I sighed in annoyance, I needed a break. I was starting to wonder if an attack from the Demon realm with tech was a lie, there was none to be found. I looked through the rulers records to try and find out where he got replacements. Apparently he hadn't ordered any in the last few hundred years. It was frustrating, like a whole advanced planet was turned back to barbarism.

I took a deep breath and tried to relax, I was getting so annoyed even I didn't want to be around myself right now, and that wasn't good. It's just... nothing made sense to me. The ruler of ten demesnes didn't know shit? Besides ruling with an iron fist and being a carelessly cruel bastard I mean. He did seem to believe the older ones had access to tech, but there was no proof in his mind when I scanned him, he had never actually seen it for himself.

I needed two things before I lost it, I wanted to meditate, and I needed Tom's long cock in me, not to mention his presence. Who knows, it's only been a few hours since I took over, maybe someone will contact me? I wondered where my patience had gone. I must have left it at home...

The rest of the evening was quiet, we had a large dinner and I focused on just chatting with Bonnie and Simone. I tried my best to ignore both the annoyance from Devon and the constant fawning of the Demons I now ruled. I didn't get how others could like that, it felt... wrong to me, made me uncomfortable.

When it was time to retire I took Bonnie back to the ruler's bedroom and urged her to get some sleep, I figured the best time to go visit Tom would be the middle of the night here, or early morning hours. I was shooting for late afternoon, just in case he was working a double shift I didn't want to miss him.

Plus, I wanted to meditate, but didn't want to be rude. I could go for days without sleeping using my magic to refresh me. Having slept last night I didn't really need sleep. We held each other for a while, which helped calm my irritation, her scent and caresses were relaxing, as well as the brief soft kisses and meaningless chatter as we wound down from the long and hectic day. Maybe too relaxing, because I fell asleep in her arms...

I woke up and almost laughed, maybe I should have used magic to refresh myself before lying down in bed. I watched Bonnie sleep for a moment, caught up in the depth of my feelings for her. I glanced at my watch and it was four am. I frowned. With an eight hour difference from Dubna to N.Y., it would already be eight pm. Too late if he had a double shift, which he probably did. 

I pushed down my irritation, we could just go during for a couple of hours during the day. I didn't think he'd mind if we showed up at four am in the morning his time. Still, that meant another eight hours before I could see him. I embraced my magic and revitalized myself, then sat on the floor next to the bed and started to meditate.

The irritation was easy to track down. I had known all along what it was after all. I didn't want to be here, and was only doing it because of my powers prompting me, and being asked by the President. I took a few minutes to try and come to peace with it, I needed to put on my big girl pants and suck it up. It wouldn't be the first time I was doing something I didn't want to do. This was just... much bigger, and could have a huge impact.

Next, I meditated on the mission itself, searching the memories I lifted from Dane while carefully removing the emotional impact of them. He was a sick bastard and I didn't need any ties in my mind between enjoyment and the torture of others. To my disappointment I didn't find any further clues on how to get a hold of some tech, or documentation of how to block them.

Lastly, I meditated on Devon. He was somewhat of a mystery, and my succubus instincts had been curiously quiet on the matter. I went over all of it, the irritation and annoyance that seemed to be a cover, the flashes of other emotions, the looks he gave me, all from the very first meeting. No... the annoyance at the meeting was real, it had only been later that it felt like a cover to me.

I came to a conclusion that didn't make sense. He wanted me, liked me even, but was hiding it. His guilt and longing had been about another person, me, just like his feelings of worry and concern when I was almost killed. 

That... didn't make sense. 

Why wouldn't he just hit on me? He had no problem doing so with Simone... Yes, he probably knew I was in a closed to casual sex polyamory relationship, but that didn't mean we weren't open to more than three, did it? Outside of his strange behavior he wasn't a bad man, and he was kind of hot, most Demons were.

The way he was dealing with it struck me as grade school, a boy annoying the girl he liked. That was probably why I hadn't picked it up without meditation, it just didn't match with the strong Demon he was. I was missing something, something that would explain it. 

I tried something then that I have never done before. I packaged up all the thoughts about Devon and offered it to the part of my magic that gave me understanding and visions, my witch magic. I had never tried to have a vision or epiphany before, usually just letting my magic serve them up when it willed.

To my surprise, I was pulled into one of my own memories. One I had forgotten and buried long ago, one that was partially responsible for leading me to closed polyamory instead of open like my mother's and Jezebel's. I was just three years old...

I was playing by the front door. Mom and Aunt Jezebel had one of their friends over again. I had given up on trying to spy on them, my mom told me they played games that was none of my business and I wasn't old enough to know about it or understand. I had tried to sneak and see what they did, but I always got caught.

I snorted while watching the memory, trying to get away with anything when your mom is a mind reading Witch is plain impossible.

So I was waiting by the door to catch a glance of who it was. Most of their friends just ignored me, but there were a couple who were nice to me.

I started feeling uncomfortable, not sure I wanted to know anymore. But I allowed the memory to continue anyway...

That's when I heard the loud bang of a door opening and a low growl, I listened to the very loud conversation, not understanding most of it.

Jezebel said, "Calm down, you knew what this was, casual, from the start."

A man growled, "I know, but I can't help the way I feel now... I want more than that now, but I guess I'm not good enough for that, good enough for the saviors of the world, just good enough for a fun fuck."

My mother said coldly, "Watch your mouth, my daughter can hear us thanks to you opening the door. Actually, just get out. Jezebel is right, we aren't responsible for you changing your mind."

I heard another growl and the stomping of feet and watched the man walk past me and out the door, a pained look on his face that I didn't understand.

Older me did of course, it had been heartbreak. Truthfully most of the men and woman my family played with when I was younger never had any problems with it. But there were a handful that did, and it was always ugly. Of course, the most disturbing part was the man that day was Devon...

It was surprising, but I could see how it would be possible, after all he and my aunt both worked for the government. He was good looking and I could imagine her inviting him home for a little after work quite easily. The way he treated me was starting to make sense, at first he was probably just annoyed to be working with the daughter of a woman he had a painful experience with.

Now that he actually liked me and was attracted? He would be wary of a repeat performance with the daughter who also was becoming a high profile person.

I thought about it for a bit, and decided there was nothing I could do to fix it. Besides not knowing if I even would want him, he would need to date our group first, and to do that he would need to admit how he felt and act on it. It was his hang up and emotions, he would have to figure it out himself, and if not, at least I understood now. The annoyance I felt from him wouldn't bother me at all anymore...

Chapter 8

I didn't have much to do all morning so I took the time to play around with the portals. I was trying to make the connection and create a space displacement at the same time, so I could go straight to the condo, then back here without the multiple steps of separate spatial portals added in. It failed miserably every time... except that I found another way to close portal formations. Apparently even a small gravity variance of say .005 G was enough to prevent one from forming, or collapsing one already made.

I had found another way to stop incoming portals, but I didn't think human science had come far enough to create gravitons. Still, gravity was much cheaper for Witch power. I was almost sure my mother and Cat would have discovered this by now, but I would pass it on. Perhaps we could build something magically that caused a gravity wave with an extremely low power that swept the surface of the earth say... once a second. 

I wasn't sure how to create a gravity wave though, all I did was create a gravity effect in one local spot for the things I did. But... it should be possible right? Wait, that wasn't exactly true, I could create a gravity field then move it around. Creating a field would be what? Create thousands, or possibly millions of little microscopic gravity balls, then directing them all out in a wave?

I blanched when I considered the implications of other applications. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea. A gravity wave even over just a small five square miles at higher strengths, such as what I used to crush a car into a basket ball, could destroy a city. That's when I hoped fervently that there wasn't some top secret breakthrough in gravity control for the government.

A Witch would never consider doing such a thing, but a government? When I came up with the idea of a twenty G wave that would crush all the people to death, leaving the city unharmed and ready for a new population, I decided if gravity was even considered as a solution it would have to be implemented and monitored by Witches only.

I did finally come across an approach that seemed to work for the portal idea though. It was simply a matter of changing the order I did it in. It was the changing gravity variance when opening a spatial portal that interrupted the connection as it interacted with the dimensional field. So the trick was to open a portal to the coordinates of my condo, but on this world. Then as a second step drop the particle field around the portal, instantly shifting the terminus of the portal to my condo on Earth.




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 02



The day went slowly, but as noon approached my energy level went up and I guess I was doing a bad job at disguising it. Bonnie kept shooting me amused looks, knowing exactly what I was thinking. I believe she missed Tom too, but it had only been four days, and she didn't have succubus instincts kicking in. Still, I could tell she was looking forward to it too, a low simmering of lust was coming off of her as well as anticipation.

Bonnie teased, "Poor Tom, you're going to wear him out aren't you..."

I winked and purred out, "We are yes..." My mouth watered at the thought.

I added with a raised brow, "Actually my plan is to get him to wear us out... I can always help things along with magic if he needs a little extra."

Bonnie said with a smirk, "You are such a slut."

All I could think was, damn right. I couldn't come up with a good comeback so I simply stepped into her and kissed her senseless, then whispered, "Your slut."

A short time later I told Devon and Simone we were leaving for a couple of hours. Devon wasn't happy about us leaving, but I was beyond caring at this point. My inner succubus was guiding me, and I realized I didn't mind that fact at all. It was a part of me I needed to accommodate, no... not accommodate. Embrace and enjoy.

Just as much as my Witch side guided me to respect and revere life, my succubus side made me a little tramp in the bedroom, and she had been patient enough during the initial dangerous part of this mission, it was time for a little fun.

I opened a dual portal straight to the condo, Bonnie and I stepped through into our living room. I closed it simply by dismissing the spatial portal, the gravity effects from that caused the inter-dimensional one to close. Not wanting to forget I took a few seconds to package up my memories of experimenting and all of my thoughts about it and sent it to mom and Cat.

We found Tom sleeping, so we quietly stripped then slipped into the bed and cuddled up into his sides. I could feel his magic was practically exhausted so I knew he had worked a double shift last night. I kissed him softly and fed his waning pool of magic from my practically overflowing one thanks to the Demon dimension, I also refreshed his life force so he wouldn't be sleepy when he finally woke up. I sensed Bonnie sliding down the bed under the blankets and smiled.

He woke with a gasp as I kissed his neck while Bonnie took his pleasure into her mouth.

Once he had his bearings he said to both of us, "I missed you, and was starting to wonder if you could get back here at all."

I looked up through my eyelashes into his eyes and said sultrily, "Sorry sir, have I been a bad little slut?"

He raised an eyebrow and said, "I can see you missed me too..."

Then he gave me what I plainly wanted and went into play mode. 

Although, it could argued I was giving him what he wanted, because if he didn't want me panting like this, I wouldn't be. There was no such thing as an incompatible bed partner for a succubus, I became what they wanted. It was only out of the bedroom where things got complicated, and I was lucky to have both Tom and Bonnie to love to distraction and that they returned it.

I was slowly coming to realize that they didn't put up with my quirks as a Witch-Succubus, they loved me more because of them.

But right now, I was nothing but his and Bonnie's slut, to be used, and I would love every minute of it.

"Turn around slut, you have been bad."

My core tightened at his words and I slowly turned. My eyes caught on the sheet rising and lowering as Bonnie sucked him and I licked my lips unconsciously, wishing I could actually see. I felt the stinging slap on my ass cheek when he spanked me. The vibrations and pain radiated out and caused my core to clench tightly and tingle, I felt my nipples tighten as well and my breathing quickened. Involuntarily I stuck my ass higher in the air, my back arching, as if begging for more.

I was so wet.

Tom said harshly, "What a slut, tell me your sorry."

I replied in sweet tentative voice, "I'm sorry sir."

Tom slapped my ass again, I was so worked up I almost came as the pain radiated to my core and I gasped in pleasure.

Tom said, "Sorry for what slut?"

I said in a panting voice, absolutely meaning every word of it, "For being such a bad slut, I should have been here sooner to take care of you sir. I can be a good slut sir, I promise."

Tom ordered, "Don't move, and don't cum."

Then he started spanking me, alternating cheeks. I could have simply held back my orgasm with magic, but I didn't, I wanted to experience what he wanted me too. So I struggled with not reaching bliss as every spank he gave me pushed me to a higher peak. 

I begged... "Please sir, let me cum?"

Bonnie sat in front of me legs spread, grabbed my hair and pulled me down into her warmth which I started to explore desperately with my tongue. I heard Tom give another order.

"You can cum when we do, not before. And no magic..."

I gasped when I felt his pole slide into my ready heat, buried in one quick stroke. Then he started pounding into me hard, I was so close. Even without actively using my magic, I was still a succubus, and I turned into a perfect little slut.

I massaged, squeezed, and milked his cock with the walls of my molten heat as I pleasured Bonnie with my tongue, lips and teeth. Manipulating the folds of her labia and teasing her clit as I slipped my tongue inside her. I was lost in the pleasure of giving pleasure when Bonnie screamed out.

"I'm cumming, don't stop Ash!"

I would never dream of it. I sucked in her clit and lightly bit down on it. I was so close to cumming there was pain mixed in with the pleasure, it was a relief when I felt Tom expand within me and he demanded in a rough voice.

"Cum now SLUT!"

I came hard, my body obeying his command before I fully understood it, screaming in pleasure into Bonnie's sweet honey pot as I lapped her juices with my tongue. My body was trembling and my core gripped Tom's pleasure hard as he emptied into me. My ecstasy seemed to go on and on as my body trembled and shook.

When I came down, Tom said negligently, "Turn around and clean me slut."

It was so degrading the way he said it, and it turned me on so much, I loved it. I turned and took his length inside my mouth and into my throat, wrapping my lips tightly I licked and sucked as I slowly lifted my head from his body. I lovingly cleaned our mixed juices off of his fleshy hard pole. I gasped slightly when I felt Bonnie's velvet tongue licking Tom's batter out of my warmth. Her hands gently caressing my bright red and stinging ass cheeks.

When his pole was clean, I just kept going. I was enjoying the feel of him in my mouth, invading my throat, and I wanted the taste of him in my mouth. I moaned deeply from Bonnie's ministrations, vibrating my throat against the tip of his manhood. I was amused when I felt the conflicting emotions from Tom. I had a feeling it was because he hadn't ordered me to pleasure him to another orgasm.

But he was enjoying it way too much for him to order me to stop and keep up the game.

I cheated outrageously and started using my magic. I put my nose against him and sucked hard, swallowing to massage his tip while I used that magic to fork my tongue and lick him from multiple angles at once up from the base of his pole to the back of my mouth. I wrapped my tongue around him like a swirl, making it longer and started twisting slightly while milking his pleasure with it.

He didn't last long at that point, and I was close too thanks to our connection and Bonnie's sweet tongue playing with my rim while she fingered my hot wet center and rubbed my clit all at the same time. She curved her fingers just right and teased my g-spot, as her tongue parted my tight ring and dipped into my dark hole.

Tom gasped out, "Ash, oh god..."

As I felt Tom expand I backed my head up a little, wanting it in my mouth, not down my throat. As he filled me I exploded in ecstasy and fed Bonnie my love juice as she moved her tongue down and started lapping up my orgasm. My walls contracted tightly and my body shook as my core radiated pleasure throughout me.

When I was sure I had all the batter Tom's manhood had to offer, I turned and pulled Bonnie to me and kissed her, sharing Tom's cum and tasting myself on her lips and tongue. Bonnie moaned in approval as she slipped her tongue between my lips eagerly. After the kiss I swallowed what was left. Both of us cuddled near Tom as we enjoyed the after feeling. My inner succubus kicked in and I knew what Tom wanted, the same thing really, that Bonnie and I did. Some one on one time, he had missed us both.

Sharing a threesome is wonderful, and fun. But even in a polyamory relationship, one on one is required to form stronger bonds, and to share emotions more intimately. The last four days I had plenty of one on one time with Bonnie, and she with me. But I wanted some with Tom, and I could feel Bonnie did too.

Smiling I looked to them both and said, "You guys first," I saw their eyes widen for a second and felt their concern for me. I waved it off and said, "We all want the same thing, but I know you would be worried about the feelings of the one left out. So Bonnie first, then I get some Tom to myself..."

When they still looked concerned and I actually felt guilt from them I explained further... 

"I love you both and know you love me, we all need one on one time with the other two, it's both normal and healthy, not selfish at all, so don't stress it. Normally this wouldn't even be an issue with our varying schedules, but since Bonnie and I are tied to the hip until this Demon thing is worked out, we have to improvise... I'll make lunch."

Not bothering to get dressed, I went to the kitchen and brewed some coffee. I also made a few sandwiches, enough for Bonnie to get lunch when it was my turn. I also made one for Tom, he'd probably be hungry when I got back in there. I felt a portal open behind me and snorted. Really? Cat must have been watching me to know I was free now.

I turned then laughed, she'd even brought me a robe. This time she appeared as a sexy woman in her low thirties. She had a tight little black dress on and I wondered if she'd been dancing earlier. 

I put on the robe as I asked, "Tea and a sandwich maybe?"

She smiled and nodded, "Thank you, that would be nice."

I put on the tea kettle and pulled out the stash I kept just for Cat. Then I pulled out the honey. By the time I was done making sandwiches the kettle was whistling, so I poured it, made my own cup of coffee and we sat at the table.

Cat said, "Your mother and I have been experimenting too, we agree gravity has the most potential. If we could get it in orbit we could cover the planet with eight emitters, magical or otherwise. Of course, the downside is we couldn't jump dimensions either."

I thought about that for a moment.

"Not necessarily. The Demons don't have a blocking mechanism that I can find, but they do have a detection network so they have designated sites they use. It shouldn't be hard to block the field should it? At least for a small area. Then we could leave and come back from that location..."

I was curious about why she even brought it up, "But why would we even want to?"

Cat grinned impishly, "Life can get boring when you're a few millennia old, since you taught me I've been hopping to different dimensions. Partly of course, to see if they have the technology to block it but just aren't, secondly because think of all the things out there we could learn about. I haven't had any luck on the tech part, but I've made a few interesting friends."

Hmm, that actually did sound like a fun idea, something to do in spare time and see what was out there. "Well, would my idea work?"

Cat nodded thoughtfully but said, "It should, but it's an added risk. If the spell or charm protecting the area fails while you are out of dimension, you would be stuck. If we made four or five of them though, that should suffice for safety and still be relatively secure. Adding in the portal idea you had, which I didn't think of, we could appear anywhere. Still, it's worth the risk to keep the Demons out."

She frowned and sighed, "I just want my cake and to eat it too. I haven't had so much fun in years," she took a sip of tea, "I wish I could tell you to just stay, but we should know in a few days if it will work or not. Gravity is cheaper, but generating a field to cover an eighth of the planet will still cost quite a bit, even if it's just a millisecond pulse every second. To make it a permanent enchantment won't be easy either. But it should be possible..."

"That sound good, I hope it works. I can handle a few more days though, and I'll keep looking for more solutions."

We sat in a comfortable silence, drank our drinks and ate our sandwiches. I liked Cat a hell of a lot more now that my magic was free and she wasn't torturing me with self reflection. I felt the emotions from the bedroom reaching a high and knew my turn was coming. Cat smiled softly and stood. I guessed she could feel it too...

"Thanks for the tea little one, be safe and watch for treachery. It won't take them long to figure out they have no shot at beating you fairly."

I thanked her as she opened a portal and stepped through.

A few minutes later Bonnie came out and gave me a long tight hug and kiss.

"You're amazing Ash, do you know that?"

I smiled and said, "It's just a sandwich."

She giggled. "Not that, the other thing. Tom and I talked about it after you left. We did each feel the same way, but we weren't going to mention it thinking we were just being selfish. You not only understood it you put it in perspective for us. So thanks. I love you Ash."

I almost cried at that. I had always in the past been so focused on the damage my succubus powers could do. To people, to relationships. It had never really occurred to me that it could be helpful, and as I looked back on the last few months I realized just how helpful it was.

I gave her a soft gentle kiss and said, "Love you too Bonnie."

I took a sandwich with me and a couple of drinks and headed back to the bedroom after handing Bonnie my robe.

When Tom saw the sandwich he smiled and said, "You are an Angel."

I laughed as I handed it to him, along with a soda. "Nope, that's you, I'm the Demon remember?"

I sat on the bed and sipped coffee while I watched him wolf down the sandwich, he must have been starving. I told him a little bit about what was going on, and my hopes it would only be a few more days, but not to necessarily count on that. After putting the plate down he pulled me onto his lap sideways.

"Bonnie told me about that Demon that seems obsessed with you, Devon? You know, I don't think we've ever talked about adding more to our family, is that something you want?"

I pondered that for a second. "Perhaps, but only if a new person was compatible for all three of us. Kind of like you had to date Bonnie and I before it was official, if that makes sense. I hadn't mentioned Devon because he has issues even if he does like me, it may come to nothing."

"Well I talked to Bonnie about it, and she is open to expanding, but only like you said, with the approval of all of us, and we need to tell each other about it first. Are you interested in Devon? Bonnie couldn't tell, although she did mention you watched him have sex."

I blushed. "I'm not sure why I did that, I was feeling bitchy and horny at the time, missing you, and they were in my office. As for how I feel about Devon, I don't know. I can honestly say I haven't met him yet, like I said he keeps that block of annoyance up all the time and basically ignores me."

Tom nodded thoughtfully and changed the subject, "There is someone I'd like you to meet whey you and Bonnie are back. First date has to be a group date right? My hours at work will be cut soon as well, they hired two more Angels finally, at the health center."

I grinned, "And I guess one of those?"

Tom nodded, "Gloria. We kind of hit it off and she asked me a lot of questions and seems genuinely interested."

I snickered.

Tom looked at me cautiously and said, "What?"

I said giggling, "You're mom is going to be so happy, you finally found yourself a nice Angel girl."

Tom called me a bitch and started tickling me, which was so not fair since he wasn't ticklish at all. I felt him harden against my ass cheeks as I squirmed trying to get away.

I said while laughing so hard it almost hurt, "You better stop before I pee on you."

He kept tickling me for a bit apparently accepting the risk, but then he was suddenly kissing me hungrily, twisting my body so I was straddling him face to face. He lowered me down, impaling me on his long fleshy pole. I gasped sharply into his mouth as he filled me, then I molded my body against his as I rocked my hips, my lips never leaving his.

He lowered his head as he grabbed my tits and started sucking on a nipple, while kneading both of them with his hands. I continued to rock my hips and rise up and down just a bit. I watched him sucking my nipple and realized I had grown out to a D-cup and must have done it subconsciously.

I put one hand around his neck, playfully scratching with my fingernails as I pulled him harder into my breast, while with the other hand I reached behind and under me to caress his balls lightly with my fingers. I rocked my hips and ground down, gasping out as his long hard cock hit all the right places in me. I rode him like that for ten glorious minutes as he mauled my tits before I felt him expand within me.

He moaned into my tits, causing vibration on my nipples and got out, "I'm coming love."

My heart was racing, my hot molten core clenched around him and I milked him as I reached my own bliss. I held his head tight to my breasts as he filled me. My body trembling and unable to move. I lost myself in the sensations of it. In this moment I lived for this, I was his body and soul...

We kissed softly and I hugged him tight, not wanting to leave, but knowing my two hours were close to up. I could still feel him inside me, my core squeezing him as the aftershocks went through my body. 

I sighed and he said, "You need to go?"

"In a bit, need a shower, I bet Bonnie does too. And yes, that sounds good, I'd be happy to meet her."

He looked at me blankly and said, "Who?"

I laughed and said, "It's good to know I'm still such a distraction. Gloria I think you said her name was. Hopefully she'll understand waiting and not think we are putting her off. Are you sure you're up to pleasing three of us?" I asked jokingly.

He snickered and said, "Why do you think I was asking about Devon."

I paused at that, I could tell he was half serious, and I had to admit, another woman would make things a little lopsided.

I gave him one last lingering wistful kiss, and then carefully got up, as he had shrunk in me a little. I called Bonnie and we got in the shower, I just hoped my good mood would carry, I thought it would but I would see. I giggled as Tom got in with us. There was no room to move, but as usual, we made it work...



Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 03



Chapter 9

We walked through the portal back to the study and I dropped my smile as the tense emotions in the room reached me. Just in two hours huh?

"What happened," I asked in a tone of defeat.

Simone said, "The Felesians have invaded again. They do it every couple of months, trying to get their people back."

Felesians? Feles was feline in Latin, were these guys on earth at some point?

To makes sure I asked, "Cat people?"

When Simone nodded I asked, "So... what exactly does having cat slaves get us?"

Simone just shrugged so I looked through my cache of stolen memories. Great, Dane had a fetish for torturing and fucking something so different, no surprise there I suppose.

I waved a hand and said, "So just let them go, we don't need them." I highly doubted this approach would work out, but I had been considering how to free the slaves anyway. I don't like slavery...

Simone warned, "Show weakness? That would be a... mistake."

I looked her in the eye, "It's all in the presentation, if they do anything else but leave go ahead and order the troops to kill them. We don't need cat people slaves, why waste resources feeding them and lives on a battle every few months. It's stupid. Tell them there is a new ruler who simply doesn't want them anymore."

Simone looking uncomfortable opened her mouth but I held up my hand. "Never mind, I should do this myself. But you need to go gather all the slaves, how many are there?"

She answered, "Just four Ruler, all female."

Of course they were, sick bastard. Dane I mean, hopefully he gets it right the second time.

I said sharply, "Well go get them."

I felt a little guilty at her flinch, I wasn't really angry at all, actually I was tingly and so pleasantly sore in my center it was all I could do not to smile. But there were four of those guards in here in addition to Devon and Simone. I could have been nicer without the guards here, but stories would travel, I didn't need to duck my own people as well, I had enough enemies as it was.

I also couldn't deal with the cats from a weak position either. It would cause a similar issue. Well it might... who knows, maybe they were peaceful or something. I was also a little ashamed I was enjoying myself so much, although I think that was mostly because I was getting to free some slaves, and I was just thoroughly and well fucked.

While I waited I scanned with my magic around the city finding a portal and trying to decide on a place to show up before Simone returned.

Simone came in with four felines. They were biped, obviously intelligent, but looked just like a cat. It was a little off putting actually. Sexually speaking I mean.

"I have decided to allow you to return to your people, not because of their irritating show of force, but simply because we don't need you anymore. The old Ruler is gone and I find his tastes... lacking." God I was such a bitch and going to hell, but I couldn't let them, or anyone else, think I felt sorry for them, regardless of the truth of it.

They looked hopeful, or at least I think they did. They didn't say anything though so I led a march to the gate of the city, ten guards, four cats and the four of us... Bonnie, Simone, Devon and myself. I had considered a portal, but I wasn't sure where the actual cats were, so this seemed best.

I asked as we walked, "Anything else going on since I've been gone a whole two hours?"

Wow, I needed to pull back on the sarcasm.

Simone's reply surprised me though, I would think I'd be used to it by now, "Yes, the nine vassals checked in, seven are coming to swear fealty, two have declared they want to challenge."

"Okay, and did you do anything about that?"

She shook her head, "Not much to do, we are not required to offer comfort, they will come and go after swearing fealty. The other two..."

I caught myself before sighing; now I had two more challenges? At this rate I'd have to turn the whole planet into babies by next month. 

"That doesn't even make sense, they couldn't beat Dane yet I did, any idea what they are thinking?"

Simone bit her lip, "I could only guess, maybe they heard you banished Dane and didn't kill him, or they think you tricked Dane, or they are stupid. I don't know."

Hmmm, I should have asked Cat when I had the chance, if she's been exploring maybe she found a good dumping ground for Demons who challenge me. I crossed my fingers that they would be successful and I could leave in three days as I walked up to the gate.

I didn't hear any noise of battle, or anything really, "Report," I barked at the gate guard.

He said, "Ruler, the invaders are right outside."

Suspiciously I said, "And, what pray tell, are they doing?"

Were they on nap break?

The guard cleared his throat and said, "Well, they've been stopping people, begging for their people back."

I looked at Simone, "So, when you told me invaders, you actually meant completely peaceful beings who were here to beg for their people back?"

Simone blushed and said, "Well yes, but they only start that way, when they don't get their people back after a week or so they usually attack."

I felt like I was dealing with children, I had to pry every piece of information from them like I was prospecting for gold. Understandable though, no one wants to tell their tyrant anything, lest they get killed for it. On the other hand, maybe the cats dimension thingy takes a week to recharge like the Demon ones, and they only attack when they have a way to retreat.

"Open the gate."

The guard opened the gate and I marched out with my entourage. There were about forty cats and I wondered at the advisability of getting much closer. The claws really did look sharp. Just in case I embraced my power and improved my focus.

I said without preamble, "If we give your people back, you will leave peacefully?"

The cat nodded and a number of hisses, pops and scratchy sounds came from its throat, followed by a small box that spoke Demon. "Where are the rest of my people."

Oh crap. "When I defeated the old ruler yesterday there were only four, I have no idea where the others are or if they are alive. You may ask your people, maybe they know."

I frowned, there was nothing in Dane's memories about missing cats or killing them.

He accused, "You lie, bring me the rest please."

I said boldly, "I never lie, and again, ask your people." lying my ass off of course, about never lying, just not the rest of it. 

"I expect you will take them and go. Do not come back, we have no more of your kind here."

I gestured for the four female cats to go join them, but they didn't move. "Now what," I muttered under my breath.

I suppressed rolling my eyes when the male cat who seemed to be in charge beckoned them over and they went. I waited while they talked in hisses and shit, then the one in charge bowed to me before speaking.

"Very well, we will accept what you say as truth."

Finally something was going right, now if he'd just leave before something el...

My thought got cut off as I heard a loud booming voice, "Ruler, would you have me dispatch this rabble for you?"

He was in my brain rolodex from Dane's memories, one of my vassals, Jindell.

I cursed the gods, just in case they were real, after all, if they were real, they must have been pissed at me already anyway.

I said carefully, "No Jindell, I am dealing with it. Are you here to swear fealty, or..."

The cats weren't moving as they watched this drama unfold, even though they were part of it. It gave new meaning to me for the saying, curiosity killed the cat.

I just know the gods are laughing at me.

Jindell replied, "Fealty of course my Ruler."

I could see the smirk on Bonnie's face as I glared at the head cat person, who hadn't bothered to introduce himself, "Shouldn't you be leaving, you know, while the getting is good?"

The nameless cat replied, "We have six days, fourteen hours and twenty seven minutes before we will be capable of leaving."

OK, so I was right about something at least, I just wish it hadn't been that.

I was about to tell Jindell to get on with it so he could leave when I heard a declaring voice behind me, "Foul harlot, I am Forlin and I challenge you for rulership of this demesne and all your vassals."

I turned around, and coming out of my city gate was Forlin, one of my vassals. I literally bowed my head and covered my face with my hands as I heard Jindell laugh and say, "Forlin, you are a cretin, and foolish."

I looked around for more vassals, the situation was absurd but understandable, they were all coming at the same time after all...

Chapter 10

I looked at the cat, trying one more time to get them out of here and asked, "If I open one for you will you go?"

The cat sneered and said, "As if I would trust a Demon with our new dimension's frequency after what you did to our home dimension."

Oh. I thought it a good idea not to tell them I already had it, I had the feeling they would attack if they knew. I had been curious and scanned them when first coming out. The frequency of their home was clear to read in their very cells. That accounted for the thousand dimensions in each direction rule, the body after that became too far out of sync to work right.

I wouldn't have blamed them for attacking either, they had no idea who I truly was, that I wouldn't dream of attacking or harming them. That I was only here to keep my own dimension safe. To them I was simply another twisted Demon Ruler who had taken over from the last one.

I nodded, "Fine, but you can't stand by the gate, please move away from the city, and I expect you gone in a week."

He nodded and they moved off, but not too far, there was that curiosity thing again. Or maybe they were just worried I would lose the challenge and their agreement with me would disappear. But somehow I doubted it.

I was about to address Jindell again, but checked my stolen memories instead. I had this knowledge but wasn't using it enough and as a result kept getting surprised or putting my foot in my mouth due to ignorance. I was glad I did, he couldn't swear fealty until the challenge had been dealt with, apparently challenges grinded everything else to a halt. They took precedence to everything.

It made a certain amount of sense, why have someone swear fealty if there was a fifty/fifty chance that they would be dead and the ruler in question would just have to swear fealty again to the next one.

I silently wondered if Jezebel would donate money to support an orphanage for ex Demon rulers as I tried to come up with another option. Truly, once or twice that would possibly work, but I couldn't do it for every challenge, could I? I was determined not to kill again though.

I went over the rules in my head on vassals. Vassals were made by a challenger who was a ruler, challenging another ruler and stating within that challenge they would be subdued and forced to be a vassal. The only other rule was the vassal couldn't challenge it if they lost, for a hundred years. So nothing at all that helped me.

I found myself missing crazy ass Angel arsonists at that point, and I was practically pining away for Captain Dunn, my greatest fan on the police force. Damn sarcasm, comes out under pressure.

I needed time to think of something and was a little mad at myself, but I couldn't think of shit, and I couldn't just stand here with my mouth open either.

Reluctantly I said to Forlin, "I accept, right here? Or shall we retire to my courtyard; extend your existence a little longer."

I may not take his life, but as a baby with no memories, this version of him would be gone, forever.

I almost rolled my eyes at his cocky smile as he replied, "Oh, here is fine, how about over there... Witch."

That... brought me up short and I felt a flutter of nerves in my stomach. What did he have up his sleeve? But I nodded and we separated from the crowd to give us room to fight. I embraced my magic fully and went to surround him with it, keep his power from even starting a match sized flame.

But I couldn't feel it. Even worse, I couldn't feel the flames coming toward me. If I had been a pure Witch, I would have been dead at that moment, but my fire shields came from the Demon side and his fire splashed harmlessly against my shield.

The bastard taunted me, "What's the matter Witch? Didn't you know? I have Elven servants. They made a few toys for me before I came."

Frowning I realized I had gotten a little cocky, I knew I could be killed, but had been assuming if it happened it would be an assassination, I had never really believed it would be in a challenge. But I wasn't dead yet.

My shield tracked his fire attacks, strengthening at the right points, although it was harder since I couldn't feel his magic at all, I had to track the fire itself. I had more power than he did, but between my somewhat sloppy blocking, and the fact that he had an Elven trinket to block my attacks perfectly it wasn't looking good.

I rushed him at that speed others couldn't track, and when I punched him as hard as I could in the throat, my Witch magic was attacked and the world started to speed up around me. I rolled and retreated, desperately blocking as my Witch magic once again slowed down what was around me. Luckily my punch had at least done some damage and distracted him momentarily, and his attack speed faltered along with my defense. 

I did promise myself I wouldn't kill, unless I had to, and it was looking like I had better figure out a way, and fast. I still didn't like the idea, but I was okay with self defense, it was one sided slaughter I couldn't stomach, not as a Witch who revered life.

I tried to create a heavy gravity ball and implode his body, but the Elven magic stopped it, I needed something that my magic could create that would kill with natural consequences. Unfortunately there were no boulders, or pianos my somewhat panicking mind came up with, to drop on him.

I thought of a lightning storm, but the air was dry, and it would take too long to develop a system even with magic. I needed something that would work fast. Then I had a crazy thought. Portals were opened with magic but once opened were not magical. They were just folds in space time at that point, leading directly to another place. And they met my really fast criteria.

Hysterical laughter bubbled up as I created two six G gravity balls for everyone here and put it under their feet, everyone except of course, Forlin.

Then I opened a horizontal four by four portal, directly over his head. The other end was twenty one miles straight up into low orbit. I also left out the part that protected against pressure differentials. He shot straight up and disappeared, the sound of the wind was deafening for the few seconds it was open. In relief, I dismissed the magic holding people down as well, glad that it had worked.

Jindell frowned and said, "Where did you send him, this was a challenge to the death."

I fought to hold in my hysterical giggle, my adrenaline was definitely pumping, and answered, "I put him in low orbit, he is definitely dead."

Jindell said, "That seems dishonorable, the challenge is meant to be fought magic to magic."

I raised an eyebrow and said, "Did he not cheat then too, carrying the magic of Elves? Doesn't that violate the tradition of his magic against mine? I imagine that should be just as dishonorable as pulling out a gun. Besides, indirectly or not, my magic did kill him."

His face look shocked for a second, as if he hadn't considered Elven magic as dishonorable before, but his face eventually regained a neutral stance and he slowly nodded. "As you say Ruler. The day is getting late, if I may?"

He kneeled before me and swore, "I swear myself as your vassal, yours to command as you will and I rule my demesne in your name and at your sufferance."

Simple and to the point, I thought it very Demon like. He stood and bowed, then took his leave. 

I turned to Forlin's second and offered him Ruler of his demesne if he would swear as my vassal. He knelt with fear on his face and gave me the same words as Jindell did. His name was Simon, no really, it was.

It was with no small amount of relief I turned and led my procession back to the palace, my mind a little worried. Living Elves being here on the Demon world just made things incredibly more dangerous. I frowned, still having seven more coming for me to deal with, one of those a challenge. And that was all just within what I ruled, who knew how many others would come. I feared three days would be entirely too long.

Thankfully, the rest of the day was uneventful, I wasn't sure I could handle any more if it came up. I even found a moment to pop over and get a dimensional frequency from Cat where I could send the assholes. No cushy upbringing on Earth for the rest of my challengers, a true banishment where they could fight amongst themselves for the rest of their lives without harm to others.

I was prepared now, but it didn't really help my state of mind, I couldn't shake how close I had come to dying and at the same time felt so alive.

Bonnie hadn't left my side all evening, and when we finally got some privacy by retiring to our room, she roughly turned me and kissed me fiercely. I could tell she had been freaked out by my close call earlier and to tell the truth, it had scared me shitless as well. I returned her kiss, hard and desperate, as if to prove we were both still alive, both still okay.

My heart was racing as she roughly kissed me and pulled at my clothes, as I pulled at hers. This would not be a gentle Sapphic loving, or even some kinky role play where she got to play mistress. I could feel it in the air, thick with lust and desperation, and knew this would be a desperate affirmation we were still alive, that we were okay.

I also knew there would be no toys, we both craved, needed, skin to skin contact. Nothing else would do.

When the clothes were gone, she pushed me back onto the bed and I pulled her down as I fell back. The feel of our breasts mashed together and her skin against mine caused my center to tingle. I pulled her down by her hair into another rough kiss. She mewled into my mouth as I felt her caressing fingertips run down my body. 

I was a Succubus, but I wasn't in control, I simply wanted her, more of her, and my heartbeat picked up more as I started breathing heavily, almost afraid to break our kiss. 

I pulled her hair harder, our lips mashing together, tongues dueling as our heavy breaths mixed. I gasped as her nimble fingertips found and parted my labia, driving in a couple of fingers while she bit down on my bottom lip. 

There was no gentle teasing, she simply took me with her hand and my stomach tightened as my wet core tightly contracted around her fingers. My skin was on fire and though she was plastered against me I was desperate for more contact.

I mewled desperately as she broke the kiss and pulled away, but she swung her body around and straddled my head before I could object. I looked up at her moist and puffy honey pot and licked my lips as I felt her reach her hands under me, squeezing and pinching my ass as she lifted it slightly for better access. Her tongue felt like heaven as it dove between my waiting labia and my body felt electrified as she attacked my clit.

There was no talk, no encouragement, I wasn't sure if there was really any sanity, we simply took what we wanted from each other, and take I did.

I smacked her ass hard then pulled her down, my arms wrapped around her legs and up to her ass. I pulled her down while spreading her ass cheeks, the scent of her drove me even farther into desperation as my tongue dove into hot silky wet folds. 

I felt her stomach tighten against my nipples and the soft flesh of my breasts as I worked her labia open and sucked her hardened nub into my mouth, lashing the tip with my eager tongue. My questing fingertips playing with her dark star and my body vibrated in pleasure against her tongue as I felt her moan into my very hot, wet and ready molten core.




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 03



Our first trip to bliss struck us very close together, her ecstasy setting off mine as our bodies trembled in blissful pleasure against each other's, continuing to lick as best we could.

After that the night became a blur in my mind that to this day, I cannot remember clearly. We brought each other to orgasm time after time before finally succumbing to sleep, our bodies pleasantly sore and over used, still in each other's arms, our bodies as close together as we could get them...

The next morning I woke to a soft kiss, her lips barely brushing against mine. She smiled somewhat sheepishly and said, "I was so afraid yesterday. You are always so self assured, and I've never met anyone as powerful as you are. When you fell, I could see the fear and desperation on your face. It terrified me. I know it's foolish, but I think I had convinced myself you were untouchable, safe."

I returned a brushing kiss and said carefully, "Yeah, my self assurance almost got me killed, I will be more careful, I promise."

I took her with me to the adjoining chamber and drew a bath. In a complete reversal from last night, all I could sense was love and tenderness as we washed each other gently and with great detail. Stealing random sweet and teasing kisses. Sometime while washing, the soap and cloth was abandoned and instead we caressed and teased each other's body with our lips, tongues and fingertips.

I had never felt closer to Bonnie before, not because of the crazy sex last night, but because our high emotions had revealed the depth of our connection and need of each other. We teased each other slowly and deliciously to climax, our bodies and minds singing together, our love bringing us closer together than ever before...

Chapter 11

What followed during the morning was hectic, but I was also much better organized. I stayed in the palace and saw one at a time in my receiving room, keeping any others waiting in another room which had food and refreshments. Although I was told no one would touch any of it.

The other six Rulers came throughout my morning and swore fealty, the seventh which was supposed to be a challenge, didn't come until close to lunchtime with a worried look on his face. It was an interesting conversation.

Frowning I asked, "Tibeth, you are here for your challenge?"

Tibeth replied nervously, "Not exactly exalted ruler. I have come to swear fealty as your vassal."

This was a very unDemon like thing, I probably should have just taken it as a win, but I was beyond curious. I sardonically thought of the Felesians as I opened my mouth.

Raising an eyebrow I asked, "So... you are withdrawing the challenge? For what reason?"

He nodded, "Yes Ruler, I made that challenge after hearing some things that turned out to be lies. I executed my second for incompetence just this morning. Will you accept my fealty?"

I wanted to ask what rumors, but I could guess from my one sided conversation with Forlin yesterday, and I didn't want to push my luck and ruin a good thing. His pride was already a little battered, and I didn't want to force a confrontation I didn't want. 

I bowed my head in acceptance and watched cautiously as he approached and gave the oath. Both Bonnie and Devon were close as well, and on high alert after yesterday. Simone was here, but of course, she just watched from the sidelines. Tibeth did nothing untoward and left immediately after. Maybe getting through the next two days wouldn't be impossible after all...

I was slightly out of breath as the dimensional portal closed, banishing the third demon of the afternoon, and I muttered sarcastically under my breath, "Maybe getting through the next two days wouldn't be impossible after all." Idiot, would I never learn nothing is easy? For a pessimist I had an awful lot of stupidly optimistic thoughts at times.

I wondered if all newly minted, paint isn't dry yet Demon Rulers went through a stage like this, or if it was only because I was an invader, despite also being a Ruler and a Demon. Probably a little of both I thought, as I turned and asked Simone plaintively, "Last one right? It's getting late and I'm starving."

Simone couldn't hold her smile when she answered, "Yes Ruler, that's the last one, although two of those were not Rulers and just powerful Demons looking for a demesne. I can't say you won't have any more unscheduled challenges. Though it is late enough you could put them off until the next day if anymore arrive, without showing weakness."

That made a certain amount of sense, only the Rulers had access to communication equipment, so they could hardly be other than unscheduled. 

She shifted her body uncomfortably and said, "Ruler, there is one more thing, you have an invitation to dinner tomorrow night with Harmon. He is... ancient. I would advise you not to go, there is a reason he has lived close to five thousand years. He also asked that you come alone."

Huh, a Demon living to old age, on this world? I didn't answer immediately choosing instead to consider it. A Demon that old would have access or knowledge of technology wouldn't he? On the other hand, he would probably be wily enough to kill me in a way I wouldn't see coming.

She continued, "He follows the old ways of hospitality, so you would be safe during dinner, but after... No guarantee at all. If I had to guess he will evaluate you, then decide if he wants to come after you or not."

Yeah, probably, but the Earth belongs as part of the stakes as well, I seriously doubted this Demon invited all the newbie Rulers to a dinner. Coming here was a great way to redirect challenge attacks made on Earth, but if this old Demon decides I am the first wave of an invasion...

I shook my head. Not going felt like the safer decision, but only safer for me. If I said no he could simply decide now, and if he calls for a general attack on Earth I imagine most Rulers would agree with him. Earth wouldn't be protected for a couple of more days, if I answer yes... well that would be another full day closer to the point where it would cease to matter.

I decided I would have to risk it, it was why I was here... right? 

"Simone, go ahead and reply that I will be there, and let me know where and when I need to show up."

Crap, from the looks I was getting from both Bonnie and Devon I realized I should have discussed it with them first. It took some fast talking but eventually they were mollified as I explained my thought process, although neither one wanted to let me go alone.

It hit me during dinner, Devon hadn't been radiating annoyance all day, and actually felt like a normal person to me. I wondered what that was about but he didn't say anything, and I wasn't going to pry. About halfway through dinner I felt a portal open and smiled, then frowned as I felt Devon close up tight. It was my mother.

I stood as she walked over and we hugged, "Hi mom, what brings you here?"

She grinned. "We did it, it took a while, but we have one enchantment done. The other seven will be done by the day after tomorrow just as Cat suggested, exactly three days. Even with our expanded minds while using magic, setting up billions of graviton particles to form a field takes a long time."

She frowned, "I wonder if she had a vision of it, she seemed so sure we could do it yesterday, but I had my doubts until now. Things going okay here?"

I nodded as we sat and gave her the rundown of the last few days. She didn't seem thrilled with the idea of me going to dinner with the old Demon either, but she didn't try and talk me out of it. She also told me her and Cat would make my condo a crossing point, so I could get home. I got another hug when she left, then Bonnie and I headed to bed, my thoughts on tomorrow and what it would bring.

The next day went quickly and was busy. I banished another five Demons that challenged me, none of them had Elven charms so I didn't have any problems. The day seemed to fly by faster the more I dreaded the dinner tonight, I wondered if I was making the right decision.

I was staring into the mirror sometime in the late afternoon. I had a long flowing light blue dress on, high heels and my hair was up in a bun. If I was reading the look in Bonnie's correctly I looked hot. I felt a little silly though, like I was going out to an expensive restaurant and not to one of the scariest dinners I thought I would ever attend. Still, looking good was in itself a type of armor.

The Demon in question was just a hundred miles to the East, but without modern transportation I just took a portal there. There was a large honor guard at the gate. I assumed he was trying to make me feel comfortable walking through his city, since he asked me to come alone. It was at least twice the size of mine, though still absent of anything that looked like modern technology.

His palace was impressive, but no more so than mine. I was led to an opulent room that had a small table set up for an intimate dinner for two. Harmon was dressed in finery and was smiling both confidently and with welcome. He still had the echo of how handsome he had been, but he was the oldest Demon I had ever seen, he had wrinkles and gray hair.

I froze in place a couple of steps into the room. There were six Elves stationed throughout the room.

Harmon said, "Please, come in and sit, there is no need to fear, they are here for our comfort, to... level the field of power."

I finally remembered to breathe while wondering how much longer I had to live when I asked, "Level the field of power?"

Harmon nodded as if there wasn't a care in the world, "Yes, even I, the oldest and powerful ruler on this world would have no chance against you. I believe your social scientists in the human world call it mutually assured destruction? Neither of us hold an advantage here, and you are quite welcome.

"If you scan me, you will see I carry no Elven magic to shield myself. If either of us moves on the other, both will die. I do this to make it... comfortable, without either of us able to intimidate the other. Hopefully we can proceed without worrying about unpleasantness. Besides, I think you may be surprised when you take a look at me with your power."

I processed what he said and it sounded... reasonable. So I scanned him as I started to walk toward the table, then froze again in shock at what I read.

He chuckled and said, "I told you it would surprise you."

Holy shit, the oldest Demon Ruler felt exactly like my aunt Jezebel, he was half Demon, and half Angel...

I shook my head and sat down, he even pushed my chair in. I had the feeling tonight would be nothing like I thought it would be. As my mind raced in ten different directions, we ate a wonderfully cooked meal and talked about nothing of importance, it was all small talk. It wasn't until we were done eating that he got to the point.

He said, "Excuse my manners, but let me be blunt. Why are you here? On this world."

I considered for a moment then just told the truth, "To protect Earth from your people's incursions, I am here simply to redirect the challenges to this world, so my people are safe from violence."

I didn't mention that it would be impossible by tomorrow afternoon for them to do so at all.

He nodded in satisfaction and said, "That is what I thought, I have had some Rulers petitioning to convene and discuss a full scale invasion, but so far I have put it off, and I see no reason to stop doing that."

I was curious, and he seemed so... nice, that I got up the guts to ask, "Can you tell me... How did this happen here, I mean, the lack of technology, and the way Rulers are set up and challenges. It's so... barbaric."

I cringed, wondering if I had been too insulting but he just smiled and answered.

"Simple, I did it. I made it happen and it's a world of my creation."

I couldn't help the look of horror that crossed my face and I blurted, "For god's sake why?"

He frowned and put his drink down. "Demons look much like Humans do, we are both predator races, but Demons are... more so. Much more. I was born almost five thousand years ago, a result of one of the wars between the Demon dimension and the Angel one. I grew up in a world where Demon's would hop to a dimension and perform genocide, there were no rules.

"When there was no enemy we killed each other, all the time. It was chaos, and out of control. I had what most Demons do not, being a half Angel. I had restraint, and a bit more compassion, and I could see that if the Demons didn't destroy all other intelligent life, it would be because they destroyed themselves.

"So I came up with a plan, it wasn't hard to convince the strongest of us to band together and start an anti-technology movement, they were all greedy for the power it would give them without someone being able to disintegrate them from three miles away because they decided to take a walk.

"The Rulers keep the rest in line through fear and violence. I also got them to go along with the challenge rules, it cut down greatly on assassination attempts, so they went along with it, seeing it as a way to ensure if they lost, at least that loss would be from one of power. It took a thousand years, but I eventually convinced them we should take slaves and other worlds the same way. Not that it's a great thing in and of itself, but it stopped the genocide, which was much worse."

I thought about it for a minute, trying to put myself in his place, but I was having trouble understanding why he did what he did.

I said, head shaking, "That seems like too simplistic an answer, on Earth both Demons and Angels behave for the most part, much like Humans do. There are exceptions of course."

He shook his head, "Demons are different. Humans have violent and power hungry people, but they also have a balance, there are the police there, and good men and woman who help their neighbors and all that. It is the threat of the law there that keeps Earth's Demons and Angels in check.

"But here is a different story with just Demons. There were no priests, or police, or a fire department. It was basically anarchy, you protected yourself and others were always trying to take what you had. Not to say Demons lack compassion, but it's buried much deeper. Think of your level of technology, if everyone had a gun, then take away your laws and police. You will begin to understand what I faced.

"The Rulers... they are the Demon version of the police, they are heavy handed and brutal, but keep the rest of the Demons in check. Demons are a predator species. It is the only way it can work short of putting another race in charge of them."

I thought he was starting to make a depressing amount of sense. Then he continued...

"Think about this and you might catch the difference in the races. You are a succubus, whenever you lay with someone they are basically putting their life in your hands, regardless if you would take it or not. How do you suppose that evolutionary trait came about?"

I thought about it for a minute but shrugged, he was throwing a lot of information at me that I hadn't considered before.

"It was brought about by the same evolutionary process that makes a human woman experience pleasure during rape. Back when Demons and Humans were nothing but animals, and the males were going around fucking whatever woman they could chase down and claim.

"Humans feel this pleasure, even if their soul cries out against it, as an evolutionary trait of survival. Demon women however, became succubae, because for Demons survival isn't enough, Demons are aggressive, so now if a man tries to take you without your approval you can control and even kill them with their own lust. Only that strong of a consequence could prevent Demon males from taking women as they wished.

"I am trying to say, Demons are much more aggressive, instinctually and by evolution. What other race would develop the power to destroy their enemies with fire? Well, outside of Angels. The point is, the way I set things up actually limits Demons from doing too much damage, either to themselves or other races. It is brutal, but it's the truth of it."

When I nodded thoughtfully, completely disturbed by his outlook, yet unable to find a counter argument, he smiled in satisfaction then said, "Follow me. There is something I want to share with you."

I felt my mind going through a shift. I had always considered Demons, Angels and Humans as the same basically. And they were on the point that life was precious, and each life held incalculable value, but they were very different. Perhaps Angels and Demons only fit in because of the human ability and propensity towards compassion.

Humans could be just as brutal as Demons were, but that was the exception, not the rule. 

He brought me through the palace, then through a solid steel door and down some stairs. I was startled to realize we were alone, I guess he decided he trusted me. When we went through the steel door at the bottom of the stairs my mouth dropped open.

It was an extremely large underground warehouse, and it was filled with technology. As I looked around I listened as he explained.

"I built this and stored all the technology I could get my hands on. There are computers in here holding vast knowledge and libraries of information. I found I could suppress the information in an effort to lessen the violence, but I couldn't destroy it. It was my hope to find a better way one day, but I am sorry to say after five thousand years I never found a better solution than the Ruler model I created.

"I still have hopes though, perhaps one day, when I am long gone, Demons will change enough to be good neighbors."

I finally found my voice and whispered, "Why... why are you showing me all of this?" I couldn't figure out why this Demon was spilling all his secrets to me.

He sighed tiredly. "I'm getting old. I have maybe a couple of centuries left before I am too weak to maintain my position. My fellow Rulers need almost constant watching, to make sure tech doesn't make a comeback. The Rulers are the police for the masses, to go back to our comparison, but I am the police for the Rulers. Not heavy handedly, just reminding them that tech can take their power, making sure they don't become lax.

"I fear that when I die, what I created will fall to chaos after a few years. After all, without my council your world would now be invaded and possibly facing genocide, or at least, heavy handed slavery. At best it would be torn apart by war as you fought us off.

"This world needs a Demon who is not... all Demon. It needs a being that can step back and see clearly, one who is not dominated by pride and aggression. I had not known until we talked tonight, but I believe you to be one such person."

My mouth dropped open as his words sunk in, was he asking what I thought he was asking?

Chapter 12

He laughed heartily, I can only assume at the pole axed expression on my face. I managed to scare up a glaring look but he didn't look impressed by it, or concerned.

"Yes Ashley, I am looking for someone to take over for me. Not now, there is certainly time, and my spies tell me you are yet young, not even a quarter of a century old. But perhaps in a couple of hundred years I would ask you to consider challenging me and taking my place. Who knows, you may find the better solution that has evaded me."

My first thought was fuck no, but I kept it in. Who knows what I would want in two hundred years. I could certainly consider it, although honestly, the thought of babysitting the other Rulers sounded like a thankless job. But I suppose his thanks over the years have been the races that are not extinct thanks to his forethought and hard work.

He said, "I would request two things of you however, and hope that you will agree to them now. This warehouse under the control of a pure Demon would lead to disaster, so I ask you to keep in touch with me, and that if I have been replaced you either challenge and take over, or if you decide against it, destroy this warehouse.




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 03



"Secondly, keep this knowledge to yourself. Tell no one, not even on your world. Humans are not as aggressive as Demons, but if they found out the riches of information here, I think they will invade when they can. Feel free to tell them what I did, and what I requested of you, but keep this repository of knowledge to yourself."

I immediately wanted to deny that, but found I could not. Humans would probably do anything to learn what was in here.

I said without thinking, "I can do that, I'll even pop over to say hi every couple of months to check on you after I go back home." Then I cringed, inside. He had started to feel like a friend, and I forgot to guard my speech.

He raised an eyebrow, "Is our newest Ruler going somewhere?"

I sighed, he had trusted me with five thousand years of his life's work, and asked me to take it over sometime in the future, how could I be less than honest with him now? Plus I hadn't got a whiff of deception from him all night.

I said sheepishly, "Me coming here was only ever a temporary measure, we are working on closing Earth off to any Dimensional travelers. Once that is done I don't need to be here. Ironically I am one of those police people you were talking about, I want to go home and back to my life."

His eyes went wide and he asked with an excited edge in his voice, "You can do that? Can you teach me how, Demons never learned."

I pondered that for a second and asked why.

He raised a brow, "Do you think I would have let them continue invading and enslaving races if I could stop them? It was hard enough to get them to stop the unnecessary violence and genocide. If I could close off this world to travel, I'd have done it long ago."

I considered this new idea, instead of closing Earth, put the enchantments in orbit here. Kind of like a big ass jail cell for the whole Demon race. Of course, it might be smart to do both. Demons probably aren't the only dangers in the multi-verse.

I explained, "Well, we discovered even a .005 G variance would be enough to stop a forming or even formed dimensional portal. So we are building eight devices to cover the Earth from orbit. Do you have anything that might do something similar?"

He shook his head, then elaborated, "Demons did learn how to create gravity, even anti-gravity fields. But the power requirements were huge for a small area. To use it for a whole planet... Where are you getting that power?"

"Witch magic," I said with a smile. "If you are serious I can ask her about it. Can I ask your advice on something?"

He replied, "I am serious, so please do. Of course, I'll have to vilify the damned Humans in public about how you ensnared us. What did you want advice on?"

I said, "When I leave, how do I do it with the least amount of disruption, I had planned to just go, but was thinking the power vacuum in nine demesnes, ten including mine, might be... chaotic and violent."

"When were you planning to leave?"

I squeaked out, my face trying for artfully cute, "Tomorrow." I cleared my throat sheepishly.

He sighed. "I'm glad I got you here tonight then. Well, I would say put someone in charge of your demesne and say you'll be back when your Earth demesne is under control. When you don't come back they will try and investigate, when the connection fails they will assume you either can't get back or was defeated. At that point all the vassal demesnes become separate again."

I smiled and said, "But what poor bastard would want my job?"

He laughed, "All of them of course."

After that he led me back up. After assuring him I would get back to him about the devices I walked out. I opened a portal back to my palace as soon as I got off his palace grounds and into the city...

My day wasn't over yet, I had to go over my night and face questioning on every detail of it from Devon and Bonnie as Simone looked on in amusement. I considered the idea of leaving this demesne to Simone, but she really didn't have the power to defend it. She was strong, stronger than most, just not in that upper two percent of power that the Rulers all seemed to have. It would be a death sentence.

When I got to the good part, I asked Simone to leave. It would hardly due for it to become general knowledge that the Demon race had been manipulated for the last five millennia and by a half Angel to boot. I had even considered asking her to come with us to Earth tomorrow, but that would have required telling her about the whole plan, which I wasn't keen to do.

I liked Simone, I just didn't trust her.

As for the tech warehouse, I didn't even tell Bonnie. I felt a little guilty about it, but I had given my word. I think Devon had a really hard time coming to grips with Harmon's view of the Demon race. Devon was a protector, an FBI agent, I think he was loathe to believe he would be a power hungry Demon willing to kill anyone in his way if he hadn't been raised among humans.

I wasn't quite sure either, but I did believe at the very least, the percentage of good verse evil, for lack of a better term, was skewed much differently for the Demons. Part of the survival trait was race survival, so surely there were some in which it would be apparent.

I finally had to break up the debate, I was tired. I headed back to my room with Bonnie; I decided I would wait until I was home before asking about closing off this planet. It would have to wait until the eight for Earth were finished anyway, and I was too tired to want to pop over and back.

Tomorrow my only goal was to find a replacement before heading back home in the afternoon...

In the morning I banished two more Demons, I think I was up to eight or so as Ruler, not including baby Dane or the asshat I had to kill. I went into my office and closed my eyes. I was scanning the city for the most powerful aura, besides mine. I think that might have been Devon, so I kept looking, ranging out farther into the city. I found one that was comparable to the other leaders I met.

I grabbed one of the Elven blocking charms, thinking whoever I left in charge would need all the help he or she could get. Following the trace I walked to the northwest side of the city with my usual entourage. As I got closer I could figure more out, it was a succubus. I figured out the building she was in and as I reached for the door I started feeling contentment and happiness, which sadly, confused me.

Those weren't the emotions Demons usually rolled with.

I snorted as I saw why. Turns out the most powerful Demon in the city was a breast feeding baby. Couldn't leave her in charge. I snorted, at least, not for a few years. I waved away the concerned look of the mother and stepped back outside to try again. As my search seemed to be coming up empty I wondered if I should have picked one of my challengers and seen what they said.

But eventually I found another aura I thought was strong enough and headed that way. It was in the northeast section. As we got closer I realized this one was female as well, which I thought odd. Perhaps all the powerful males from my city were the few non-rulers I banished? Figures, it was probably about to quiet down right as I was leaving.

It was another store, this one weapons. Daggers and such. I left everyone but Bonnie and Devon outside and walked in the door. She looked to be young, but when I scanned her she was older than I was, of course, I was still a baby in Demon years.

She asked, "Can I help you?"

I probably should have done it differently, but I just blurted out, "Want to rule the demesne?"

She snickered and rolled her eyes, "Sure, but the Ruler is a powerful bitch, won't she object?"

I snorted, I could feel genuine amusement from her and that she had no idea who I was. "Nope, this bitch has to take care of her demesne on Earth, and needs a vassal for this city."

It took her a minute, but she got there and her face whitened, "I'm so sorry Ruler, I didn't realize... Why me?"

"I need stability while I'm gone; you have the power to accomplish that. If you're willing to swear fealty to me as a vassal and if you actually want the job?" I gave her the get in control of my Earth demesne and be back to check on things here story that Harmon had suggested. She seemed a little suspicious, I was guessing it wasn't every day a Ruler handed off a demesne.

Finally she nodded and dropped to her knees. To my surprise, she knew the words and rattled them off, and just like that I felt the weight come off my shoulders. I really hated being a Ruler, I wasn't the type. I thought guiltily of Harmon, of course, I had a lot of time to decide on that one. Plus, how was it my responsibility?

I handed her the charm, at which point her eyes went wide, and I led her back to the palace. I liked her immediately, she had an understated sense of humor. Her name was Lori, and like Simone, I liked her, but I never showed her my back as I toured her through the palace. Being a Ruler in the Demon dimension was a nerve wracking thing.

It was with a great amount of relief that I opened a dual portal to my condo after lunch, but as Devon, Bonnie and I went through, despite Earth's new dimensional shielding, I couldn't shake the feeling that my homecoming would be temporary at best...



Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 04



Chapter 13

I started hoping for another Demon challenge as I was asked to go over the last few days for the fourth time in a debriefing.

Did I mention all the kudos and high fives the witches the world over got for protecting our dimension? No, because it never happened. Apparently the government was very uneasy they could not take control the blockers. They also never told what or who, just that the dimension was now protected. I suppose just one supernatural race holding the key was a national security issue. Of course, there was nothing anyone could do about it.

My mother and Cat had thought putting blockers in the Demon dimension a good idea, but it would take at least another three days. Possibly longer as it wasn't an emergency, they had other things to do after all, not spend all day building enchantments for gravity waves.

To be fair, I did get a thank you from the President and that senator I still couldn't remember a name for, but I was feeling positively unappreciated at the emotions I was getting from my favorite Feds, dumb and dumber, as they grilled me and asked questions. Another thing to admire about Demons, less paperwork!

I looked at the clock and it was almost three, I'd been in here since nine am. I would think saving the world and all would get me a respectful briefing where they took what I said at face value. Instead I feel like I've been put through the interrogation ringer all day. Finally I stood. Making a run for it seemed to be the only way to escape.

"Guys, go over the tapes, if you think of any questions, and by that I mean new questions, not something you already asked twenty times, feel free to contact me. I need to go."

They glared at me, and for a second, just a brief second, I actually missed the fawning fear as a Ruler. What could I expect though? A hero's parade, rainbows, puppies and kittens? Perhaps we were part of the government again, and I had my job back, but there was still a level of discomfort there. It was normal too, so I don't know why it bugged me so much.

I gave them my best clueless smile, as if I didn't understand they wanted me to stay, and walked out. Despite my blonde hair, I don't think they bought it...

I opened a portal right outside the room to the condo and jumped in the shower. Tom was excited to see us get home yesterday and arranged some type of group date for tonight. I wasn't sure what we were doing yet, but it was time for all of us to hang with Gloria. If we all liked her enough, we would go for single dates after that.

It was a good system, but I realized it must be terribly daunting to the outside person, having to get to know and try and impress three people at once. So I was already predisposed to like her for actually being interested.

I dried off and stood with the towel wrapped around my body, staring into the closet. How could I possibly pick an outfit when I didn't know what we were doing or where we were going. I shrugged, texted Tom for the info, and went to the kitchen and made coffee, I was feeling drained after surviving my inquisition.

I felt a portal open up behind me and Cat stepped out, she was back to a teenager in age but no weird outfit, she looked cute.

She snickered, "Don't you ever wear clothes child?"

I laughed and said, "Only when I must... What brings you by?"

She reached out and touched my forehead, I was dizzy for a second, but I suddenly knew how to build one of the gravity enchantments.

Cat said, "Since it was your idea you should help, plus, since you were a good part of figuring it out, I thought you might want the knowledge. I expect you to make half, your mother and I will make two more."

I wanted to object, but that was just my inner laziness, she was right.

"Alright, I can do four of them. It will take longer though, I have work during the week."

Tomorrow started the weekend, so I could probably make some. If I give up my social life. I could see it took them about eight hours to make one, so I had no room to complain, they had worked sixteen hours a day while I was gone to finish them so fast.

She snorted and said, "You could probably make all of them this weekend."

When I looked at her blankly she said, "You mean you don't know why things are so slow around you compared to other Witches? With the perception change you can probably do one every couple of hours, although subjectively it will take you just as long as us."

I had wondered that, ever since that day on the job when I almost killed the Angel after losing my temper. Things were so slow it almost felt like time was stopped. I was embarrassed she thought it obvious but I asked, "No idea, will you tell me?"

I almost sighed when she asked me a question, but I should have expected that.

"When you spar with a normal human, how much faster are you even without touching your powers?"

Oh my god, I am such an idiot. It was so obvious and I felt so stupid for not realizing it myself.

Of course I was faster, the Witch magic speeds up a Witch from Human speed, but Demons are already about four times faster than Humans by default. So of course, the Witch magic speeds up my perception by that much more. I think I must have been red faced because she just nodded even though I didn't answer the question.

Cat opened a portal and left as I heard the front door open. It was kind of early for either Tom or Bonnie so I poured a cup of coffee and walked out in the living room. It was Tom, and I am guessing the woman with him was Gloria. She looked about twenty two, so she at least a century or two old. She didn't seem it though. She had long curly red hair, green eyes and a cute face. Her body looked good and I could tell she had D cups, she was also trying not to laugh. 

I was in a towel...

I'm a succubus so I didn't feel uncomfortable in front of this stranger with a towel, but I was mightily annoyed my first impression was going down the tubes. I started immediately plotting Tom's demise as I pulled my poise together like only a Succubus could.

Tom was blushing, obviously he didn't think this through and he was figuring that out.

I smiled as if this happened every day and said, "Hi, I'm Ashley, you must be Gloria. Did you want something to drink? I have fresh brewed coffee, or I can arrange something stronger?"

Gloria smiled brightly, "Coffee sounds wonderful."

Well, I liked her already, someone to share my addiction with. I went back into the kitchen after asking how she liked it and made her a cup. She was putting off good vibes, that would be another plus to the good column.

I didn't bother asking for the plans again when I gave her the drink, Gloria was wearing a pair of jeans and a blouse, so I walked to the bedroom and shut the door. Well, it could have been worse, last time I made coffee in the condo I had been naked.

I took another sip, then put my coffee down long enough to throw on a pair of jeans and a nice shirt. I slipped into a pair of boots and looked in the mirror. I used power to fix myself, not that I looked bad, just needed to get my hair dry and styled. I grabbed my coffee on the way back out and joined them by the couch.

Gloria asked, "So Tom tells me you're on the police force?"

I nodded, "Supernatural task force division, among other things," like saving the world, stripping... The important things.

I added, "It gets crazy sometimes, but it's a good job, I enjoy it at least. How long have you been in the healing business?"

She said thoughtfully, "Hmm, a long time now, I was a doctor for twenty years before we were revealed. One good thing is I don't have to move again every five years or so anymore. I can also just heal them straight off instead of giving just a trickle here and there."

I was at a loss, I wanted to ask more questions but I didn't want it to get awkward like I was giving an interview. I remembered I still had no idea what we were doing and turned to Tom.

"So Tom, what is the plan for tonight, or is it still a surprise?"

The door opened and we all looked toward Bonnie, I was starting to wonder if he would ever get a chance to answer my question. Bonnie looked annoyed, which made sense, she had been debriefing too, and apparently for longer than I was. I hoped she hadn't shot anyone.

When she spotted Gloria she reached for a smile and came up with a grimace, I could tell I wouldn't be the only one plotting Tom's demise.

Bonnie said, "Hi, you must be Gloria. I'm Bonnie."

Gloria replied, "Nice to meet you."

Bonnie looked like she wanted to say more but was at a loss, finally she said, "I'll be right back..."

A few seconds later we heard the shower turn on and I smiled.

Tom finally spoke, "Sorry about this, I didn't know your debriefing would last all day, I thought you two would be... well, sorry."

I sighed, he had a point, if only the U.S. government was that reasonable.

"Yeah, I didn't think it would last quite so long either, I left mine early."

He raised an eyebrow so I said, "I ran for it, they were driving me crazy after my fourth time through it all."

I was tempted to ask again what we were doing, but god knows what would happen next if I did. The world could end. I knew it was a ridiculous thought, but it was there all the same.

Risking it, I asked, "So, what are we..."

Bonnie yelled interrupting me mid sentence, "Ash, can you come in here?"

I sighed, why did I even bother? I hadn't even gotten the question out that time. I got up and went into the bedroom, Bonnie was holding her hair up in despair and she had an angry look on her face. I suppressed a smile and gave her a soft kiss while I fixed it for her. 

"Day from hell, aren't you glad you came with me?"

She snorted. "Staying with you might have been worth it." Her lips twitched and she said, "Is that the crap you always have to put up with? Reward of torture?"

I shrugged. "Yes, although it's been worse at times..."

She blushed remembering when I was locked up for two weeks. That had been not good.

I kissed her again, just because she was so damn sexy standing there in her bra and panties, then I waited as she put on jeans and a shirt.

She asked, "You ready for the fair?"

I laughed, "I am now..." now that I finally knew what we were doing.

Chapter 14

I took a bite of my loaded up bratwurst sandwich. It was absolutely delicious drowning in sauerkraut and spicy mustard. I was starving from my ordeal earlier, and made everyone stop at the bratwurst vendor for dinner.

The fair was at least ten blocks long, and it had games, vendors, even a few rides. Bonnie had fallen into her cop training and was questioning Gloria while I tried not to laugh. Gloria though was dealing with it well though, I could feel the thread of her amusement, but she was also taking it seriously. I hadn't felt a negative emotion from her yet, outside of nerves. I almost choked on my food when I realized Bonnie sounded exactly like her mother did when questioning me.

Bonnie asked, "So Tom said you were interested in polyamory?"

Gloria replied, "Oh yes. I was in a similar relationship a few years ago, and loved it, but they were Humans. Nothing wrong with that of course, except when they aged and I didn't... Things started to get awkward after five or six years when they matured toward thirty and I still looked twenty. They all swore they'd love a mate who stayed young, but it didn't work out that way.

"I've been trying to find another group for a while with no luck. It isn't very common, and when Tom told me about all of you, well, it sounded good enough to at least try out, see if we could get along."

We learned quite a bit about her, she was about a hundred and fifty, still a baby for an Angel. She liked to ski, shoot pool and travel when she got a chance. Probably more importantly than any facts, was the way she felt to me, her essence. She was so much like Tom that it made me wonder if all healers had the same basic personality. She was very calming for me to be around, and it was clear she sincerely just wanted to get to know us.

Eventually I stopped the inquisition by suggesting we try out the games, maybe find a beer vendor. I was thirsty from my bratwurst. All in all we had a good time. It wasn't until close to midnight I found out she had a graveyard shift at the clinic, which probably was for the best, I wanted to take her home with us, and that was jumping the gun just a little.

Of course, that didn't stop the three of us from having fun when we got home. We did take a few moments from our pleasure to talk about Gloria, and we decided we all liked her well enough to go for single dates. After we all took her out, well we could decide then if it would work or not.

The next morning after coffee and breakfast, when I was feeling awake, I grabbed one of the four jewels that Cat had left me and got to work. It was both easier and harder than I thought it would be. It did take me only about two hours, maybe a little less, of real time. Subjectively however it felt like weeks, and it was a little boring setting up billions of small connections to create a field.

When I got done, I tried to think of an easier way to do it, but came up blank.

I sighed, I still had plenty of magic so I started the next. When I finished that one, I was lower on magic than I should be and sighed. I needed to put off the other two until tomorrow, besides, Cat and mom wouldn't have the other four done until then anyway. 

I also needed to feed. My stomach came first, so I made quick salad and soup for lunch. I wasn't sure where Tom and Bonnie had gotten off to; they were supposed to be off today. I decided to go dancing, it might help me relax a bit as well as feed. I was only over in the Demon dimension for three days, yet I still felt like I had a target between my shoulder blades. Not that I shouldn't be alert, but I didn't think I needed to worry about getting killed by every person in range either. 

Perhaps it was more than that. We had closed off Earth, I was about to jail the Demon dimension tomorrow to save hundreds of others, I had my job to go back to in two days, there was a good chance I would have another mate soon. I had my powers under control, and outside of an annoying debriefing there really weren't any other negatives in my life right now.

Maybe it was just my inner pessimist, all that good stuff with no bad in sight had my teeth on edge. I thought it a little sad that I couldn't accept good things, but on the other hand, my life has never been that easy. Not much to do though, except wait for the other shoe to drop. Another possibility, it could be my Witch abilities warning me something was coming. If it was, it was being very vague about it. But I hoped it was just my pessimism.

I decided to walk, try and clear my mind on the way to Tony's. The fresh air would do me good.

I did feel a bit better by the time I got to the Sapphire club. But there was still something nagging at me. I went in the back entrance and got changed. This time I wore knee high boots, red thong, matching lacey bra, jean shorts that barely deserved the name, and a denim vest. To finish off the look I put on a cowgirl hat.

When I looked in the mirror I thought I pulled off rodeo slut very well. I made my way out on the floor and went over to the bar. Tony didn't look happy, until he set eyes on me, then he smiled.

"Ash, could you do me a favor and work a full shift? I'm two short right now, so if you wouldn't mind doing more than your usual two rotations?"

I smiled, "How could I say no, especially if you pour me a drink."

He was family of sorts after all, and had done me many favors over the last few months. It would hardly be an issue for me to stay here for the afternoon and evening, until nine or so. 

"Sorry, I didn't even say welcome back, I heard you were back two days ago?" he asked as he handed me that drink.

I nodded happily. "Things went well I suppose. Hopefully we won't have to worry about it anymore."

We shared some more small talk while I finished off my drink. I figured since I was going to be here that long I might as well not waste the energy, I figured I would be full in an hour or so of skimming. That meant a lot of energy from our lustful patrons would just go to waste. I transmuted part of my boots, so they were studded with stones. It wouldn't hurt to have a life energy cache for an emergency, and that made me think fondly of my theatre experience.

By my fourth set I figured out there was a slight issue I hadn't accounted for. I was incredibly hot, horny, and ready for sex. I was overcharged big time, and I still had quite a few more times on stage. Offloading into the stones was helping, but the energy still passed through me to do that, and it was having a noticeable effect.

The men in the audience could hardly miss how wet I was, considering it was one of the places they looked, and my thong was soaked by now. I was quite sure they could see the painfully hardened nipples peaking through the lingerie bra as well, which was unmistakable once the bra came off. They didn't complain of course, so I just went with it, if anything I got better tips, but it was only the promise of Tom and Bonnie later that kept me from losing it.

Tony thanked me at eight, and said he had enough girls that came in and I could split. He looked very amused at the state of my arousal. It was clear to me now that my succubus side did in fact influence my own body. My Aunt Jezebel did get horny when she danced, but she was never a hot mess like I was right now. It had actually gotten to the point I used power to prevent myself from having an orgasm right on stage.

I walked in the back, changed as fast as I could, and took a portal to the condo.

Tom was on the couch... getting a blow job from Gloria. And Bonnie was not home. I must have missed the memo, maybe they tried to tell me this morning, but I was so deep in a trance for those four hours they couldn't get my attention. I reached out for Bonnie's presence, I knew it so well now, and she was on Long Island visiting her family?

What did I miss, and how awkward would this get when they saw me? I assumed this was his single alone date with her tonight, and things apparently went well. Fuck. I didn't want to interrupt that, not that I didn't want to do them both until they passed out on me right now, but I wanted to do this right, and that meant my date with her first, before screwing her brains out.

It didn't help at all that she looked hot taking in Tom's rock hard nine inches, I needed to leave, now.

I went in the bedroom and grabbed the other two jewels. I needed a distraction if they were both unavailable. I checked my messages just in case I missed something, and sure enough I had one for both of them in my queue from when I was checked out. I wasn't sure where to go for a minute, then I made a portal to my room at my mom's house, and got to work...

Not wanting to drain myself, I just used one of the stones I filled up earlier to power and anchor the enchantments. I had gathered a lot of power over the time I danced and one stone was enough to do them both, and I still had another eleven of them. The gravity wave jewels were more than just for creating the waves. They also had spells to keep them equally apart and in orbit.

They also absorbed power directly from radiation and sunlight. It was a brilliant if surprising way to do it. All Witches can gain power by stealing from the nature around them, but the thought of doing that is anathema, no Witch would wither grass, trees and other living things. But out in space, absorbing the sunlight and harmful radiation wouldn't harm life at all.

It was after midnight so I checked the apartment and Tom was the only one there. According to the message from Bonnie she would be back in the morning, she was spending the night at her parents' house. I took a portal back home, glad I was done with making those gravity wave enchantments. I just needed to wait for the other four before placing them above the Demon's world.




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 04



Despite the amount of time it took subjectively to make the enchantments, I was still wet and ready, I needed him so badly, it had taken a lot of my willpower to step back earlier, I simply couldn't wait anymore.

I felt a little bad, when I crawled into bed fully intending to wake up Tom, but I figured if he loved a Succubus who becomes a raging slut at times, it came with the territory. He was naked under the covers, so I hooked into his libido, charged it, and impaled myself on his long hard cock before he was even awake.

If I wasn't so far gone into bliss, I might have laughed at the look in his eyes as he woke. As it was, I was gasping out in ecstasy, my back arched and my eyes locked on his while my frantically undulating core both milked and flooded his glorious length. There was so much lust and magic floating around when I connected to him he came too. I watched his eyes widen as I felt him expand inside me, he started to flood my tight channel and I skimmed and returned his life energy to increase his pleasure and mine even further.

That barely put a dent in my need after dancing over seven hours, so I started to bounce up and down his length, he wouldn't need a recharge, he wouldn't go soft at all until I was sated. His cock was the perfect invader, I felt so full and the friction against my walls and labia drove me to ride him faster. I ground my hips down against him each time we slapped flesh.

I just lost myself in the pleasure of fucking his brains out, giving my inner succubus slut full reign. We reached our bliss together four times that way before he pushed me off and mounted me from behind. I gasped in shock as he buried his soaked and hardened flesh into my dark star. The shock lasted for a short time as my power adjusted for him and the combination of pain and pleasure as he started slamming into me hard over and over again pushed me into another intense blissful, rapturous orgasm.

My puckered star tightened around his manhood as my love juice flushed out of my center. I screamed in pleasure as I felt him expand and start to unload into my rectum. He pulled out and took my warm wet center again, feeling him in me, in any hole, was pure pleasure.

We rutted like animals for hours, and I started to wonder if I would ever be sated again. Slowly but surely my out of control inner succubus was satisfied. If I was a cat I'd have been purring.

It must have been very close to sunrise when I cuddled into him, my whole body was sore. He probably had questions about what just happened, but he held them, and me, as I fell toward sleep, completely sated in a way I had never been before. He really was just that great.

I whispered, "I love you," as I fell into a deep slumber.

Chapter 15

I woke up late the next morning, Tom was gone, probably off to work. I got up and stumbled into the kitchen. Bonnie was back, sitting at the table going over some paper work. There was a god, because the coffee was already made, so I poured a cup and sat down across from her.

"G'morning," I mumbled.

"Missed you yesterday, you were totally zoned out. Done with that?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I got all four done yesterday. Do you have a date with Gloria set up yet? I need to call her."

She smiled, "Yes, for tonight. But don't worry about clearing out, I'll take her to my apartment. Speaking of my apartment..." she just trailed off.

I raised my head and looked in her eyes, she felt a little nervous about something.

I asked softy, "What is it?"

She held up the papers and said nervously, "Well, Tom and I just kind of moved in on you when you were held, then never left. We didn't really talk about actually moving in, living together, permanently. My lease is up for renewal, I... wanted to talk to you about it before I did anything."

I got it of course, it was a big decision. So far we were just playing house with the living situation, even if we were in love. She always had her apartment to fall back on if something went wrong. The fact it was hard to find a reasonably priced good apartment in N.Y. added to the commitment of it.

I said smiling, "I already consider this place ours, if you're up to it, I'd rather you fill out a change of address form."

She looked stressed and asked, "Are you sure?"

I lost my smile at her turbulent emotions. She was upset, really upset. I probably would have noticed sooner, but a morning person I am not.

"What's bothering you Bonnie, are you having second thoughts?" I couldn't quite bring myself to add about us at the end.

She said reluctantly, "It's what Gloria said the other night, it got me thinking. What happens in twenty years, when you'll look barely out of your teens and I'll look so much older. Or in fifty, when I'm an old lady and you will still be carded to buy a beer? I love you so much Ash, I want to move in and live my life with you, but I'm scared of that. You won't want me anymore, or I'll get jealous, or..." she broke off with watery eyes.

I was a little surprised, after what she had seen me do, it should have been obvious. Of course, the solution would, or at least could, generate its own issues, but we could cross that bridge if or when it became necessary. After all, breaking up with me would be giving up immortality of a sort, which has to be a mind fuck. Still, it was what it was.

I walked around the table and put my hands on her shoulders, kissed her cheek from behind and said, "Love, did you forget what I did to Dane? That will never be a problem for us. As long as I am alive, and you want me to, you'll never age another day."

She froze under me as I dropped that bomb, and I knew she would have thinking to do. I gave her another kiss, this time on the side of the neck, before refilling my coffee and leaving her to her thoughts.

I called Gloria and set up a date for Monday night. I snickered. Three nights in a row, we would wear the poor Angel out. I jumped in the shower, which woke me up and felt good on my sore muscles. I used power to help that along a little and wondered what to do with my day.

I decided to make a couple of enchantments, once I closed off the Demon world I would need to get back at some point, and maybe even communicate with Harmon. The field only covers the actual planet, if something happened to Harmon and the Demons got into the knowledge cache... 

It probably wouldn't take all that long to build something capable of reaching space to create an inter-dimensional portal there, or simply take down the field by removing the enchantments. The enchantments have protections from being hit by meteorites or even something larger, but it wouldn't stop an armed vessel.

I created three enchantments, one that would allow me to cross over in a place of my choosing. I thought even if it died at some point, I could probably figure out a way to survive in vacuum long enough to get there and portal down to the planet.

The other two were a lot like the communication necklaces my mother had taught me to make, except these would talk across dimensions. It was a little complicated but it even allowed for changing dimensions, as long as both weren't put through at the same time. The spell was set to take the new dimensional frequency and update its counterpart with its new address of sorts. It didn't take me too long and by the time I had planned them out and created them, I felt a portal opening.

Sandy said, "Hi Ash," with a smile on her face.

I gave my mom a hug and said, "Hi mom, everything good?"

She nodded and said, "We already put our four in orbit," she touched my forehead and four sets of coordinates were passed over, "Just put your four at those points, and they should be blocked from dimension hopping."

I raised a brow, "Dimension hopping?"

Sandy grinned, "I made that up, Cat and I have been having a lot of fun meeting new people," she frowned, "Some of them though, aren't very nice. You should check it out if your life ever slows down."

She touched my forehead again, and I was filled with knowledge of about a hundred different dimensions, about half of which I shouldn't go to and why. Someday maybe, right now all I really wanted to do was stay in this one, and live the life I chose instead of the one that was forced on me the last few months.

We talked for a while, after she left I decided no time like the present, and opened a double portal to my, or rather, Lori's office in my vassal demesne. As I walked through, I had to start blocking fire, in hindsight perhaps surprising her hadn't been the best idea I ever had.

"Stop it! It's just me."

Lori stopped and scowled at me. "What brings you here leader."

I shrugged, "I need to use your communications device, I don't have one on Earth."

She nodded and moved away from her desk. I sent Harmon a message, requesting a dinner on Tuesday night. I couldn't tell Lori the reason I was here, and I was leery of sending it in a message. If it became general knowledge Harmon and I conspired to limit them, the whole world would turn against us. I'd probably be safe on Earth, but Harmon would be screwed, and his cache of knowledge would be in danger.

Another reason to visit in person was to deliver his half of the communication amulets I made. I was tempted just to drop in, but I had a feeling people didn't just drop in on him, and I'd wind up fighting his lackeys, or worse, the Elves he somehow had on staff.

I said authoritatively, "I will be back on Tuesday to verify he is ready to receive me, that is all."

I was curious how Lori was doing with things, but no doubt that would be considered a weakness, so I opened a portal to a field far south of the city and stepped through. It was kind of a shame, I did like the woman's attitude, but I had to act like an overbearing asshole, not a friend.

It bugged me really, more than a little bit.

I was in a random field, far from the normal transfer points in the demesne. I was wary of leaving the enchantment in her office. I used magic to bury the gravity wave blocker in the ground, all transfers to here would be in a small five by five area in the middle of nowhere. It would be safe, as long as no one saw me walking out from no where.

I also opened four small portals into space, this time with the safeguards in place, to the coordinates given, and I tossed the enchanted jewels through them. I needed to test it, so I walked twenty feet away and tried to open a double portal to my apartment. I managed to get one fully open, but just for a small fraction of a second.

To be honest it felt kind of anticlimactic. But the Demon world was now locked down. I was sure this would cause widespread issues at first, until they got used to the idea. I hoped it would be minimal. I walked back to the enchanted area that would block the field from interfering, and opened a double portal to my condo and stepped through.

It was early evening, and Bonnie was running around trying to get ready. I had hoped to talk to her again, see what she was thinking, but we really didn't have time. I was hopeful though, her turbulent emotions had cleared, and she was clearly excited about her date. 

She kissed me softly on her way out and said, "I'll see you tomorrow Ash, I love you."

I could feel the love from her, and knew it was true, but she also felt a little guilty. I thought I understood why and hoped she got over it. I went into the kitchen and started dinner, Tom came home as I was finishing up.

He grinned at me and said, "Hi slut," and winked.

I knew he was teasing me for last night's insanity, so I told him my theory about what had happened when I danced for so long.

I snorted when he said with a sly smile, "So... going to get more long shifts?"

I thought he was joking, mostly, but I thought about it for a second and sauntered over to him and gave him a long passionate kiss while rubbing up against him. Then I dropped to my knees and looked up at him through my eyebrows.

I said with seductive innocence, "Why? Do you like it when I'm a filthy insatiable slut?"

I felt his lust surge and he said, "You are always a slut, now stop talking and get to work."

Dinner had about twenty minutes to go in the oven, so I had plenty of time to do as ordered...

"PRICE!"

I tried not to roll my eyes as I walked toward the Captain's office. I was happy to be back, again, and ruining my favorite fan's day.

I walked in and said, "Yes sir?"

He frowned at me, and he was very annoyed, so of course I knew it would be good news.

"Price, you're being assigned a new partner. You managed not to fuck up too badly during your probation period, and based on the reports of your previous partners you are no longer a green rookie that needs babysitting," it looked like he was in pain as he said that, and I tried not to smile as he continued, "Take your new partner and get out."

We waited until we were on the elevator, then he introduced himself. He was detective Todd Jones and didn't care if I called him Jones or Todd. He was six feet tall, brown hair, hazel eyes and a couple of years older than I was. Of course, I didn't look just two years younger, I still looked nineteen, not twenty four.

I said with a tentative smile, "Call me Ash, Todd. Don't mind the looks, I'm twenty four and I promise I won't start giggling anytime soon."

I couldn't help being short and cute. Okay, that's a bald faced lie, of course I can. But I liked my original body and felt most at home in it.

I wasn't too worried, I could tell already he didn't judge me for not being human. I was sure we would eventually get along. Well, unless he found an honest reason to hate me anyway. The day went slow as far as crime, but that was fine with me, gave me a chance to get to know my new partner a little.

When our shift ended, Bonnie caught me leaving and we travelled together. 

She held my hand and said, "I put in a change of address today, and looked around for long term storage."

I felt my throat close up and my eyes blurred. I smiled and said, "We should celebrate that, but I have a date tonight."

She snickered and squeezed my hand. It was painfully obvious we were both playing it off as no big deal, but I knew how she felt, and as for me, I hadn't been so happy in quite a while. I kissed her softly before getting into the shower when we got home. When I got out I put on a nice dress for dinner that barely stood on the elegant side between stylish and slutty.

It was dark blue, tight, strapless, and came down to my lower thighs. My B cup cleavage was shown to its advantage as the dress pushed them up and together. I had on blue high heels and put my hair up in a bun. As usual, I just used a tiny bit of makeup, for accents more than anything else. I didn't really need it.

I was meeting her for dinner at seven, which was just a few minutes from now. I took a portal close to the restaurant in a nearby alley, and walked over to the door. Apparently she was early, I returned her smile when I saw her at a table and walked over. She looked amazing in a dark green dress, perfectly complementing her red hair as well as bringing out the green in her eyes.

Her dress had a higher neckline than most, showing just a tantalizing amount of cleavage. I sat across from her and said, "You look wonderful, I absolute love the dress."

Gloria replied, "Thank you, you look absolutely stunning."

We chatted for a while about inconsequential things until they took our order, finally curiosity got the better of me. Normally discussing other relationships would be off the table on a first date, but the rules were somewhat different here I thought.

"So, I assume since we are here Tom and Bonnie haven't scared you off yet?"

She grinned, "No, not yet. The last few days have been great actually. I guess us being here means they had a good time too? I've been looking forward to tonight."

"Me too." I had a feeling tonight would go well. It would be a lot more relaxed after this and she could come just come around without an official date. It would still be a dating thing, her dating all of us, until we were sure it was a good fit. No need to rush things. One group date and one single wasn't near enough to make a decision like that, but it was good enough to go forward with things.

As the night went on, I found out she was one of the most open person I'd ever met, what I felt from her matched the emotions on her face almost all the time. I could see what Tom saw in her, she was a beautiful woman and generous of heart. I knew it was cheating, but I could tell she liked me, and beyond that, there was some lust mixed in there as well.

But she was patient, not in a rush and just satisfied to be in the moment and enjoy our date. Not unlike Tom in that respect. She was however the polar opposite of Tom in one respect, all the queues I was getting from my succubus side told me she was not dominant in bed, quite the opposite of Tom, and even Bonnie.

She told me she didn't have family, had in fact lost them years ago, when the Angels were nothing but slaves and went through their purge the Demons phase every so many years. Her parents and brother had been lost to that madness. I was glad that finally came to an end a quarter of a century ago thanks to my mother and Jezebel for the most part.

After a couple of drinks at the end of the meal, she invited me over to her place. I had thought I would take her home, but I wasn't going to argue. I'd had a great time, and she was gorgeous, and my succubus side was making her needs known while my Witch side was happy to go along with almost any suggestion from my inner slut.

"Would you like to come over for a night cap?"

I smiled, "I would love to," and we took a cab back to her apartment.

I felt her lust rising as we sat in the back of the cab. I started to caress her leg with my hand, teasing her inner thighs with light brushes every once in a while. The cab ride was intense, and no words were spoken, though we did share a few hungry looks.

We pulled up to her apartment building, it was very nice for what I imagined her salary must be working for the city. But then she was much older than Tom or I, and had almost two centuries to accumulate some wealth. The age difference was almost inconsequential though, Demons and Angels acted the age they looked, much like Humans did, at under two hundred she was still very young relatively.

When we got in her apartment, she looked a little nervous and asked if I wanted that drink. She had a submissive personality, and my succubus knew just what to do. I stepped into her and brushed her lips with my own, up close her scent drove my lust higher. I looked into her eyes and answered.

"Why don't you show me your room instead," my tone gentle, but insistent. It had not been a question.

Submissive didn't mean she wanted to be harshly dominated, and with that gentle suggestion she relaxed, letting go of her nerves, content to follow my lead, and took me to her bed. 

I kissed her softly at first, then grew more demanding before backing off to soft again. I turned her and slowly pulled down the zipper in her dress. I leaned in and kissed the back and side of her neck as I slowly caressed her skin, slowly pushing her dress down until it fell to the floor.

I felt her shiver in anticipation as I turned her. Her breasts were magnificent, but I caught and held her eyes as I pulled her toward me, closing them only as our lips met. I made circles on her lower back and the top of her ass softly with my nails.

She moaned into my mouth as her roaming hands removed my dress. I sighed in pleasure as our breasts mashed together, my nipples tightening against her firm yet yielding fleshy globes. We were both breathing hard as I firmly led her to the bed, pushing her back as I lay half beside and half on top of her.




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 04



I couldn't help but devour her lips as my fingers traced the sexy lines of her supple body. I teased her breasts and core, never quite doing more than lightly brushing them as I explored her body. I gasped as Gloria ran her hand up my inner thigh and then traced around and up my moist ready sex.

The combined scent of our arousal was driving me crazy. I ended the kiss and started to move down her body. I kissed, squeezed, pinched, caressed and lightly bite my way down to her center. I loved how responsive her body was to my touch, and the breathy gasps that left her full lips.

I straddled her head as I lowered mine between her legs. My tongue lightly ran along her labia, I moaned at her taste and licked deeper into her honey pot causing her to arch her back and grind up.

She moaned out, "That feels so good Ash, god."

Pleasure shot through my body when she wrapped her arms around my legs and pulled me down against her lips and tongue, my clit vibrated as she moaned deeply at my taste. We slowly rose together, each slowing down for the other if they got close, denying each other so we could rise higher. When I felt her going over into an explosive rapture, I followed tying us together with life energy, feeling what the other felt, we both screamed in orgasmic bliss as our pleasure rose both tied together and enflamed by my magic.

When we came down, she said still a little breathless, "They told me about that, I didn't believe them."

I looked at her in question and she said softly, "Joining and sharing pleasure, sharing life force. I've never heard of a succubus doing that before. It was amazing."

I replied with a slight blush, "It just makes sense to me. You are right it is rare, but my aunt does it to. But then, she isn't full Demon either."

We kissed lazily and basked in the afterglow and aftershocks of our intense session for a time before I turned and asked, "Do you have toys?"

She opened her nightstand drawer and pulled out a couple of dildos and a finger vibrator. It wasn't a slut cache like mine, but it would definitely do, for tonight at least...

Chapter 16

When I got to work the next morning and met up with Todd, he blushed as soon as he saw me. It confused me for a second, but then my coffee kicked in and I asked, "Seen the video then?"

Crap, his blush got worse, and I felt a surge of lust. 

Was I just partnered with the most innocent man on the force? I had wondered if he was handpicked for me because he wasn't prejudiced at all, much like Bonnie come to think of it. Well, except he seemed a little naïve. Since joking about it was out I went ahead and told him the story, how I did it to help save a busload of people, and my boyfriend from passing out from using too much life force.

I almost sighed in relief when his uneasiness dropped an hour or so into the shift. He would need to get used to these things if he was partnered with me. Right before lunch we got a call about a fire that was close to where we were. I was all prepared for an arrest, but there were no Demons or Angels in the area powerful enough to start a fire. It was a restaurant. The fire department was on its way, but I was here now so I reached out and smothered the flames with my Demon fire ability.

We stayed long enough to turn over the scene to an arson investigator and then headed for lunch. We went back to the station around two, so we could do a report on the fire. When quitting time came, I went home with Bonnie. I felt like I had hardly seen her over the last few days, but I had an appointment with Harmon, so I jumped in the shower, then changed into jeans and a shirt.

I kissed Bonnie goodbye, telling her I missed her and we had to do something tomorrow. 

Bonne replied, "I miss you too, last couple of days have been busy."

I then opened a double portal to the field on the Demon's world. Then I opened a normal spatial portal to my old office. Lori wasn't there, I shrugged and checked the messages and Harmon said he was looking forward to my visit. I sighed and opened another portal to the outside of his city. 

I wished I could have just gone straight there from home, too many steps, but worth it for safety. There was a group of Demon guards there to escort me through the city and inside his palace. Harmon welcomed me with a smile and I couldn't help but notice, no Elven guards.

"Ashley, it's good to see you. I wasn't expecting you back so soon, although there have been disturbing reports about failures to get a dimensional portal open."

He winked and gestured toward the chair across from him.

I joined him at the table and handed the necklace to him, "It's good to see you to. If you use this necklace you can reach me even if I am on Earth. I hope there isn't a need, but if you ever need my help, or if the shit hits the fan and you need to run, give me a call."

He smiled and sighed. I was shocked at the affection I felt from the old Demon-Angel as he said wistfully, "Where were you in my early days? It's impossible to find a woman you can trust here you know. At least, not at my level in society."

We talked for a while as we ate, and it hit me that I was once again feeling like he was a friend. It was hard to come to terms that this man is the same one that inspires terror in other Rulers and the people alike. But then, I'd been a stone cold bitch, or at least appeared so, for my three days of being a Ruler.

I considered possibly lowering his age. It was a slightly selfish idea, as that would preclude him asking me to take over here, which definitely wasn't on my to do list. But I wasn't that sure of him yet, I only shared a meal and a half with the man. He seemed entirely sincere to my perceptions and the emotions I sensed, yet I knew under it he was hard and ruthless, he would have to be, even if his motives were to save lives in the long run.

Still, I couldn't help but like him.

He said, "Next time you visit me, you can just portal straight to this room if you would like, just make sure you call first so I can make sure no one is in here but me."

I smiled and nodded at the thought. I'd still have to transition to the field first, but it would save time, and a two mile walk through his city. When he followed that up with a suggestion to add a place in here where dimensional travel was possible, I did get a little suspicious and asked him why.

I could tell he was sincere when he told me, "I have no intention of using it, except in dire circumstances as an escape if the worst happens. But I have Elves in my employ, and they like to visit their dimension for a couple of weeks a year. I am honestly not sure how well they would react to being imprisoned at their place of work. Asking you was pretty much their idea."

I asked curious, "How did that happen anyway? Getting six Elves to work for you I mean. From what I understand they are very mercenary and cost a bundle for a job, yet, you have them here guarding you?"

He nodded and said, "Most of their tribes are mercenary, and I do pay them well, but not as much as you might think. I was approached by them when I started my reforms. They too were worried about Demons finding and exploiting their dimension, possibly killing them all. So part of the reason they work for me and keep me safe, is to keep that danger from being realized."

I pondered that for a moment. He was telling the truth, absolutely. But something was nagging me but I couldn't identify it. Sometimes my Witch ability to sense the future was completely worthless. I shrugged.

"I can do that before I go, you want it in here?"

He said, "Sure, over by the fireplace? Make it as small as you can so it isn't accidentally discovered. Although that shouldn't matter too much, no one should be running tests in the dining room trying to get a portal open."

By the time dinner ended I discovered I enjoyed it and his company enormously, and I considered other possible advantages to making him younger. It was a silly though, even though he was intrigued when I told him about the polyamory and my partners, talk about a long distance relationship. I also wasn't that excited about the thought of them coming over here to the Demon dimension at all.

Still, he was a strong man who showed restraint when he could. I imagine the feelings I felt from him were influencing me as well. He was obviously admiring, but resigned to his age and position. I wondered how much of that was really me, and how much it was that I was the only succubus on the planet that wouldn't stab him in the back and take his place.

I created an enchantment quick, it was easy, I had probably been under for thirty seconds at the most. But once it was up my powers were cut off and I heard a dry voice, "About damn time. One of you go through and report, I've got this."

I spun around and saw the six Elves, one holding a dimensional device, one something that looked like a gun. I turned to glare angrily at Harmon, but he was knocked out. Shit! I was so screwed. Powerless, and not feeling any lust to latch onto and attack that way, I rushed them at Demon speed. It wasn't nearly fast enough, before I made it half way I was hit by some kind of energy from the gun looking device and I fell to the floor as I lost consciousness.



Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 05



Chapter 17

I woke in pain. My head was killing me. To my surprise I could reach my magic, so I healed myself. I slowly opened my eyes and I was lying in Harmon's arms and he was radiating concern, mixed with rage.

There was also some type of... field in the air. It stopped me when I tried to open a portal, or really do anything outside of my body. We were in what looked like a stone room with bars on it, it was some type of cell. My first fuzzy thought was I didn't think they had cells here. Then I heard that same dry voice.

"Behave Witch, and you may yet live." He patted a device outside the cell about the size of a cell phone and continued, "This little device should keep your powers contained in any event, so we don't have to constantly monitor you or cut off your power ourselves."

I sat up against the wall, uncomfortable with the intimate way Harmon had been holding me, mostly because I wasn't minding it at all. I was also never more scared in my life. No Witch understood the power the Elves had, or why we couldn't detect it. It was so disturbing my power could be taken at a whim. I took a deep breath to settle my emotions before speaking.

"What do you want?"

Harmon said, "Yes, explain to me why a five thousand year partnership was just betrayed."

The Elf sneered at Harmon, "Partnership? You were paying us to use you actually. When we first came upon the Demons they were a threat to us, worse, they were... are animals. We had our dimension blocked, but we still worried, then you came along with your high ideals, and made it easy. It didn't hurt that what we told you was actually true. But after a couple of hundred years we found ourselves not only safe, but with a good tool to destroy other dimensions who were a threat to us.

"Demons are pathetically easy to manipulate, we just dropped a frequency in the right ear and they ran off to conquer. Even after you stopped the wholesale slaughter, at least those dimensions were put back in the stone age, no longer a threat. You are probably wondering why I am telling you all this."

He turned his head and glared at me, "Because you took our favorite tool away. We don't want to risk our lives in other dimensions when we can have these animals do it for us. Except you stopped that. The reason I am telling you, is you need to understand the stakes. You will take your magic blockers and leave this dimension, be satisfied yours is safe from the Demons. If you do not, the first planet the Elves will attack will be yours, and I assure you, we are quite capable of it, blockers or not.

"Once the scourge of Witches is removed from the universe, and the pathetic remains of your people are struggling to survive the aftermath, we will simply remove the devices ourselves."

That... didn't make any sense. Yet, I couldn't read him at all to know what part was the truth, and what wasn't. But I was reminded of the saying, if you are going to bluff, bluff big. What I truly didn't understand is why he wanted me to remove the devices, which seemed where the threat was pushing me. I was pretty sure destroying my world was a bluff, but I couldn't figure out why they wouldn't just remove the enchantments themselves.

Their magic could detect and stop Witch magic. Couldn't it? Why bother to make me do it at all? Under my fear and confusion, I was intensely curious to know what their power was, could they truly not detect our magic? But that doesn't make sense either. I frowned.

And although I thought attacking my world was a bluff to force my hand, I had to admit that little device on the table was impressive. Just how technically advanced were the Elves? I was getting a headache as I started to think in circles.

"Can I think on that, and do you have any food?"

He growled, "A short time, I will not be very patient with you. You can eat, or die, when you make a decision, consider starvation as times up," he stomped out of the room and slammed the door.

Harmon sounded miserable, "I'm sorry, I had no idea."

He looked at me strangely as I frantically started checking all over my body, and when that failed, I checked Harmon's. I figured the Elves carried us in here. I didn't smile when I found one and at Harmon's questioning look I shook my head for silence and put the Elven hair in my mouth. With that field on, it would have to be inside my body.

It was a brazen move, one no Witch would normally take. After all if I tried to read the Elf, he would know immediately, so why bother trying. But that wasn't what I was going to do. I sat up, crossed my legs and fell deeply into my magic, slowing the world around me to a standstill. Then I started studying the Elf's DNA. I was a strong Witch when it came to life, always had been.

I wasn't sure how much time was passing, but I spent at least a subjective week going over and over the Elven DNA and I made a discovery that both seemed to be impossible and was extremely confusing.

The Elves had no magic at all. Not a drop of it.

Even more than that, the dimensional signature on the hair indicated it was far past the difference between the Demon world and Earth's, the magical field in that dimension would be almost non-existent. I could go there, and use magic, but I would never gain any more back than I had when I went there as far as I could tell. I could take it, but I wouldn't naturally get any back from sleeping or resting.

So how did the Elves detect and stop magic? They didn't, so what did that leave? Tech? That didn't seem likely with that device sitting in the corner, I felt nothing like that earlier, and didn't have access to internal magic either. So how did they do it?

I went back in the DNA, looking for anything else. It felt like weeks when I finally stumbled across something promising. I was sure I had already spent months and perhaps eight hours in real time. It had to do with the mind, it looked a little like the way a Witch's mind speech was set up, but more, so much more.

The Elves had mind powers, unrelated to magic. It was more like telepathy on steroids. I had to admire how well the Elves have lied all this time, never giving a clue their powers did not originate with magic to the other races.

I thought it all through and it seemed to make sense. They weren't blocking my magic, they were manipulating my mind to do it for them. Not only that, but in a way I could not detect, which was kind of freaking me out. I worried for a minute that meant they could use our minds to do actual magic, but dismissed that, they probably just knew enough of how it worked to get our own minds to turn it off.

Witch magic was subtle and required study, not to mention the expansion of our senses. However they probably could get some Demon magic to work, throwing fire around was easy.

It also meant they could read minds and I was suddenly very glad there were no Elves in the room right now, if there had been they would have stopped me. It also would explain why they can't find and turn off the enchantments in orbit, or any enchantment really, they can't manipulate magic, just the mind. That made me wonder why the lust magic from a succubus still worked on them...

Maybe they just hadn't been able to figure out the mechanics for it to turn it off?

The longer I thought about all they could do, the more I understood. Their amulets didn't work with the Demon magic to block automatically, it actually controlled their minds enough to direct protective magic. Hmm, how did that work without an Elf mind present to direct it? Maybe some technology disguised as magic? I remembered how I shied away from their amulets, and wondered what I would have discovered before now if I hadn't been afraid to look.

Enough of the speculation, the real question, the only question that counted was, is there any way for me to block access to my mind? And can I find out how before they come back?

Perhaps through some type of field I could create with magic, something that would scramble things for them? 

There had to be a way, a frequency their brains worked on, something. I dove back into the DNA and studied it, trying to figure things out before they came in, and killed me for discovering their greatest secret and the key to their advantage over the rest of us. 

I couldn't figure out a way to block their brainwaves, any field that did that would destabilize the brainwaves of any race and cause death. The field I needed wouldn't work as a shield either, it would just be bad. I wasn't too keen on the murder-suicide plan. So what did that leave?

Uneasily, I started delving into my own DNA, into the part that dealt with mind speech, and knowledge transfer, which strictly speaking, wasn't really magic in and of itself. I was looking for a way to both identify and block the Elves from invading my mind, I had no inclination to learn that skill, just how to block it out.

This was a somewhat desperate undertaking, and I wondered if it would make me a vegetable if I screwed up. This was ten steps past being able to control age by simply following the current DNA, this was actually wiring in new abilities. Well, if I died I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore.

I looked up again to check the room, still not back, and I took the time despite the risk to go over it painstakingly over and over again. I didn't believe it would interfere with my current abilities and magic, I would just be able to detect and block any telepathic intrusion from my Elven friends.

It actually wasn't that much of a change, Witches were already touch telepaths, often seeing surface thoughts when touching another, and we were powerful Empaths able to cover a large area for detecting emotions. The change was small, but I still hesitated despite every second risking death. 

Fear drove me though, and I eventually took a deep breath and started changing my DNA, increasing the renewal speed of billions of cells as my new DNA template took shape. When I was done I released my magic. I didn't feel any different, and my power felt the same. I was still getting emotions, mostly worry from Harmon, but no thoughts. I couldn't know of course, if it had worked until an Elf tried to control me.

Worse, I couldn't put it off, because of the field. If they came in and failed to read my mind, and I was still unable to use my magic externally, they could still just kill me. I walked over to the bars, and using my shape shift ability thinned and made my arm long. Long enough to pick up the device and pull it through the bars.

I couldn't find the switch, and wondered if maybe it was controlled telepathically.

Harmon said, "What are you doing."

I sighed. "For good or ill, I am ending this now," and I threw the device into the brick wall. I was filled with satisfaction as it burst into small pieces.

I found myself being pulled into Harmon as he kissed me hard, and hungrily. After a few seconds I came to my senses and pushed him back.

"What was that about?"

He shrugged, "In case we die, I've wanted to do that for a while."

I shook my head and loosed my magic, the bars made an alarming sound as I crushed them into a huge iron ball, then rammed the door down with it.

I asked, "Where are we, do you know?"

He nodded, "This castle is old, this room used to be used to hold and torture an enemy to death, it was dishonorable and something I put a stop to."

"Can you get us back to the dining hall then? I want to kill the enchantment before we fight if possible, I don't want any Elves getting away knowing what I know. If that makes sense."

He snorted. "I have no idea what you know, so no it doesn't make sense, but follow me."

I was following him down the hall when I started cackling like a loon. He looked back at me as if worried I was losing it.

I said feeling quite silly, "The pressure of the situation has made me stupid, no need to sneak up there at all."

I took his hand, opened a portal to the dining room, and we stepped through. The dimensional portal they opened earlier was still there, I reached out with my magic, destroyed my enchantment and watched with satisfaction as the portal snapped closed. 

I couldn't tell where the Elves were, or even how many of them remained here, but I guessed at least five, only one had left earlier. I had always thought they blocked that ability too, but now I knew they didn't have magic, so like humans they wouldn't show up on my Demon supernatural radar.

"Any idea where they could be? And I assume you are okay with killing them?"

I had no qualms about it, they had high tech stuff that could kill me, they might even have more magic killing devices. I wasn't going to chance anything by giving them opportunity to use it. They didn't even have to touch the devices, even if I held them still, they could activate the crap with their thoughts. If my DNA tweak worked, all I did was take their greatest advantage and even the playing field, they were still a big threat.

He answered, "No, feel free to kill them if you can. They may be in my office, or in their rooms, it is early morning, you were meditating for about ten hours."

I winked at him, "Lead the way."

We went as quietly as we could, but no one was in his office. I followed as he led us through some hallways. I knew we were there, when I turned into a wing and the hallway had plants and indoor trees in the corridor. One good thing about Elves I guessed, they loved nature as much as Witches did. A more cynical part of my mind wondered if it was just part of the lie they presented when saying they had magic.

The first door I opened had a sleeping Elf, I felt a twinge of conscience then dismissed it. These beings had not only used the Demon race to destroy countless billions in other dimensions, they had threatened Earth. I created a gravity ball inside his body, the results were rather messy. One down, four to go. I closed the door and moved on to the next.

I killed two more in the same fashion, the last two burst out into the hallway, perhaps they were all mentally connected, and my activities... slaughter, had disturbed their sleep. I felt a tickle in the back of my mind, and pushed it away, then as their eyes widened, I ended it. Perhaps they would have put up a better fight if they knew what they faced, they had no reason to doubt their abilities.

I turned to his shocked face and he said, "How?"

I led him back to his office and we sat down, now that I wasn't worried about them reading his mind for the information of what I had done, I explained what I did, but rather vaguely. I had a feeling his six weren't the only Elves here.

"I figured out a magic to block theirs. Listen, do you have any idea how many Elves are here? I know one of my vassals has one..."

He coughed uncomfortably, "Actually your Vassal's Elf was one of those six, I had him keeping an eye on Dane through that idiot Forlin. Once both he and Dane were dead, I recalled him."

I frowned in thought, "So... just the six? You don't think they smuggled more in anywhere?"

He shrugged. "I kind of doubt it, I keep tabs on all the Rulers, I would have known about it. Besides, they were here to manipulate us into doing their work. Why put in more resources than needed, it probably didn't occur to them they would ever be blocked and prevented from coming in force if necessary. That is, if the cowards would truly ever do so."

I didn't have any helpful feelings one way or the other, I guess I had no choice but to take him at his word. This time he was the one who started laughing out of the blue, I waited for him to explain.

"It's a marvelous opportunity, just in case I'll put out the word that the Elves betrayed us out of fear of our power, and blocked us from leaving our dimension. If any do exist, they will become hunted."

I snickered. The man was devious, I hated that it was necessary, but it would also deflect any suspicion that it was actually Harmon's idea to do so.

I said, "I need to leave, there will be a lot of people worried about me. Plus, there are at least two Elven tribes on Earth, I need to get word out and we'll need to decide what we should do about it."

If I remembered right, there was one in Russia somewhere, and one in Washington State in the forests. I sighed, who knew if there were more than that though...

I gave him a hug and peck on the cheek, then opened a portal and stepped through. I couldn't feel anyone near, and the thought of an Elf being nearby convinced me I was totally paranoid now. I opened a double portal to my condo and stepped through.

Chapter 18

I frowned looking around. It was almost eight am, and although I was only missing one night I had thought they would be worried. I shrugged and started getting ready for work, using magic to feel awake and rested. As long as I slept tonight it should be fine. Before I left I compressed the months of memories from last night and sent them to Mom and Cat.

It wouldn't be easy for them to duplicate what I did regardless, once they understand it, it will have to be tailored for Humans as opposed to my hybrid DNA, then even more so by the individual. It was incredibly dangerous, more so than the ability to change age, and only one in three Witches ever worked that one out.

In short, it would be a while before other Witches could even attempt to make themselves immune to the telepathy of Elves, and even then it will only be a handful that are both intelligent, strong and brave enough to risk it. Still, I didn't want to start a panic, I had no intention of revealing the Elves to the Humans, but something told me their peaceful coexistence here was more about keeping an eye on how dangerous we got.

I frowned as I considered it may have been the Elves who set the Demons on us in the first place. If that was true, we might be in serious trouble. Right now those Elves were locked down and couldn't get new orders, probably. Still, I'd let my mom and Cat deal with it for now, I was late for work. I got dressed quickly and took a portal to the woman's room on the task force floor and walked out.

It was just a couple of minutes past, so no one said anything about me being late. I joined Todd and we headed out for the day as I tried to forget the shit ball I had just left and concentrate on my job. When I had been waiting for the other shoe to drop, I hadn't expected it to be quite so big. Worse, I knew I was only seeing the edges of it and it was pushing my pessimism into paranoia.

They were lying about magic to keep their telepathic abilities a secret, but what else could they do? Could they control a person's body as well as the magic? Modify memories? I really needed to get a grip on myself and focus on my job, it would be ironic to get killed by some low life because I wasn't paying attention.

I opened up my magic and slowed things down. I could feel the life around me, even as far as the park and I let that soothe and relax me for a moment. When I released it all, I was still worried, but I had managed to calm down quite a bit. I wondered briefly if I was letting my fears for the unknown get to me much like a Human would for those of us with magic. Their abilities were downright frightening.

But I dismissed it, if they had been open and peaceful I didn't think I would feel this way. It was the calculated dishonesty of their lies and the actions on the Demon's world that was making me classify them as a threat. But what could I really do? I was the only one who could effectively fight them, I didn't think declaring war on them by myself was a very good idea. I was also wary of telling the government or anyone else besides the two I had told.

Not because of trust, but because they could be read by an Elf. I would expect their response to knowing we knew their secret would be excessive. I started questioning everything I was taught, were they truly warring tribes of mercenaries, or was that simply an excuse to seed their agents throughout the dimensions, to keep watch and destroy any species becoming a threat?




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 05



What I found most disturbing is that meant they would never consider peaceful relations. Really though, in that case the best we could do was keep our dimension locked up, and either kill or banish the ones that were here. Somehow.

The way they worked was subtle and devious, how subtle I didn't find out until after lunch that day. We got a call on another arsonist. The description that came over the radio was a female Angel, five foot seven, blonde hair, blue eyes. We raced to the scene and she looked quite insane, there were no burning buildings yet, but plenty of cars and trucks along the road were burning.

Todd took her down with a stun shot, the woman, whoever she was, didn't even try to dodge it. I moved up and put cuffs on her and felt a buzzing in the back of my mind. It seemed to be telling me not to see something. I scanned around and saw an Elf standing there, with a smirk on his face. Whatever was sending out the ignore me I am invisible thought was technical in nature, and he didn't notice I could see him.

I wasn't sure what to do. I could take him down, steal his crap, and send him to the same empty dimension I sent the Demon Rulers. But I knew I couldn't read his mind, even unconscious their minds were too disciplined and powerful to be read, even with the hair. I was afraid of how they would escalate without being able to get their plans. I needed to consider this and not accidentally start a war I couldn't finish by myself. If I could help it at all, I'd like at least a few other Witches with my new ability before that happens.

On top of that, how would I explain leaving my partner? It was just better to wait.

We went back to the station and I felt a stab of guilt as we processed the Angel and lied on my reports, not mentioning an Elf at all. I was trying to figure out what I saw actually meant. Did the Elf cause that Angel to lose her mind and start a rampage? How many arrests for arson recently were because of Elven interference?

The government didn't even know they existed. She would join all the other arsonists in jail, hopefully all the arson charges could be reviewed once things came out. Putting a victim in jail was really bothering me though.

Most importantly, why would the Elves even bother doing that? It didn't take long for my mind to connect the dots.

I thought of the old President, the dream of a broken N.Y.C., the whole Americans for Humans crap. I also considered how they used Demons to do their dirty work. How their attacks most likely originated with the Elves.

The Elves would probably be a nightmare to fight head on, but that wasn't how they worked. They seemed to prefer lies and misdirection. What if they are simply creating imbalanced arsonists to create friction between the Humans and other races to encourage us to mistrust, and eventually incite us to war, so we destroy our own world?

It sounded insane to me, despite the fact I was actually living it. Keeping the Demons off Earth seemed so much easier than the problem I was faced with now. Even worse, I was alone with the knowledge, even Cat and my mom could be read, for now at least, I couldn't afford to increase that risk any further. It was too much though, too much responsibility for me to handle by myself.

I heard a voice in my mind, "Ash? Ashley? I hope I'm doing this right."

I replied through my necklace, "Harmon? Is everything okay over there?"

Harmon sent, "OH wow, you sound like your right next to me, and your voice is just as sexy in my mind."

I sent in amusement, "Is there something I can do for you old man?"

Harmon sent, "No, just testing this thing out and I wanted to say thanks, I have no idea how you did it. Come back soon and we can try a normal dinner without all the drama."

Was he asking me out? "I'll see what I can do, got my hands full over here right now, bye Harmon."

I was looking forward to getting home and spending that time I promised with Bonnie. I needed to relax and try to forget about the Elves for a while, which I haven't had much luck doing all day today. I was thinking she might be a better distraction than work though. I failed to take into account I had been missing all night, and both Tom and Bonnie were waiting for an explanation when I got home.

Bonnie asked, "What happened last night? You didn't call or send a message."

I didn't want to lie to her or Tom, I really couldn't bring myself to consider it, but I left out all the juicy details.

"I was dropping off the necklace on the Demon's world and had dinner with Harmon. He was betrayed and I wound up unconscious and in a cell. But I managed to escape right before my shift at work started."

Of course, I forgot Bonnie was a cop with a keen mind for details.

Bonnie asked, "I thought they didn't have cells, and why would the Demons not just kill the two of you? That seems out of character for them over there."

I wasn't too happy with saying so, but it wasn't like I told them I was immune to Elves, or what their agenda and secrets were, so if they were read, hopefully it wouldn't matter.

"They betrayers were his six Elves. They were unhappy at having the Demon dimension blocked off from travel."

I could feel she knew I was holding back, which was a first for me. I hoped she would just trust me to fully explain when the time was right. Tom was laid back for the most part and I wasn't worried he would question me all night like Bonnie would. To my relief she stood and kissed me passionately until I was breathless.

She said softly, "Don't worry me like that again. I almost jumped you in the station you know."

I laughed softly and said, "I don't think the men there would have minded much. Although the ensuing video would probably get us in trouble."

She bit my neck for my comment, then softly kissed the same spot. I felt Tom put his arms around us both.

He said lightly, "I'm just glad your okay," and he kissed me.

By the time he finished that kiss, my succubus was awake and my worry of the Elves ending our world was firmly placed in the back of my mind. I needed this. I gasped as they both started to kiss my neck and I deftly loosened their pants at the same time with one hand each, and dipped my hands in, teasing their pleasure through boxers and panties.

I squealed when they both smacked an ass cheek hard before picking me up and carrying me in the bedroom where they stripped me roughly and tossed me onto our bed naked. My whole body was tingling, my nipples were rock hard, and my labia were moist.

Tom roughly turned my over and impaled me in one stroke, then stopped. I was so full, and desperate for him to start pumping into me hard and fast.

He said, "Is this what you want, what you need, slut?"

I whimpered, I felt so full and desperate, "Yes, please fuck me Tom."

Bonnie knelt in front of me on hands and knees, ass in my face and said, "Lick me slut."

As Tom started to create rapturous friction in my honey pot I leaned forward and licked all the way up Bonnie's sex to her puckered star. I could still feel the concern from them, but it was quickly being overshadowed by lust and pleasure. I didn't remember intending to use my magic, but a vibrator was floating in a gravity ball above my hands.

I grabbed it, turned it on and started teasing Bonnie's outer folds and the hood of her clit as I rimmed and tried to get my tongue inside her dark star.

It was Bonnie's turn to whimper in pleasure as she said, "Oh Ash, your tongue feels so good on my asshole, lick it you dirty slut."

Tom started to rail into me hard and my stomach clenched as he filled me time and again with his manhood. I gasped and had to work to keep pleasuring Bonnie with my tongue and the vibrator. We all rose together and as Tom reached his climax I tied all our pleasure together.

I screamed in ecstasy as my body locked up, my back arched, my womb welcoming Tom's seed as he fired it within me. Somehow I kept licking and sucking on Bonnie's puckered star as her body shook against my tongue. I had needed this.

I felt so much better as we collapsed to the bed, sated for the moment, and just spent some time talking. The last few hectic days hadn't left much time for us to just be together. After talking for a while about other things, the subject of Gloria came up and we all decided we were happy to have her in our lives. She would be part of the group for dating, but still not a full partner for a while.

After that I mentioned Harmon's advances and growing feelings for me and Bonnie looked very skeptical.

She said as if I had lost my marbles, "You are thinking of having the most feared and powerful being on the Demon world date our group?"

I giggled at how that sounded, then nodded, "That about sums it up, yes. What do you think?"

Tom said, "I don't swing that way, but having another guy around wouldn't be bad. It's tiring keeping you sluts satisfied you know," he teased.

Bonnie sighed in disbelief.

I said softly, "Remember what a stone cold bitch I was in public over there? He is the same way, I think you might be surprised." I hoped so anyway.

As we talked about adding another guy, Devon came to mind. I am glad he didn't call me, it was just too weird, and he had treated me like crap to hide how he felt, I wasn't really into that at all. I hoped he got over his hang-ups, but he could do so without my help.

I was feeling better about things, though I still had no clue what to do about the Elven situation. I was reminded why I did what I did in the first place, to keep my fledgling family safe and well. To keep the city where I lived and worked safe. I had to again couch a large threat in those terms, trying to save the world was just too big for me, for any one person really.

I smiled and jumped up.

Bonnie said, "What is it?"

I replied smiling, "Doorbell is going to ring."

Tom snorted, "Answering it in the nude?"

I nodded. "It's Gloria, let's give her a whole family welcome shall we?"

I grinned as I felt their lust rising as I headed toward the front door. Gloria was in for a hell of a night...

Chapter 19

I was so sleepy getting a drink in the middle of the night I jumped when I felt the portal open behind me. When I felt Cat step through I relaxed.

"Did you want some tea?"

Cat sighed in a longsuffering way, "Yes child, but I'll make it myself, go get some clothes on."

I giggled as I went out to get a robe. Hey, show up out of the blue in the middle of the night to visit a succubus, shit happens.

When I got back Cat said, "What you sent was very disturbing. As you know, the Elves both seemed to have a magic we couldn't defend against, and a story that made them seem at least peaceful, or maybe uncaring as to what happened on this world. It never seemed wise to me to go poking the sleeping bear so to speak, in hindsight that was foolish.

"I am also extremely proud of how far you've come in a short time, the DNA manipulation was nothing short of brilliant. Both your mother and I can now block them as well. At first I tried to find the magical answer you missed, but apparently to fight the telepathic mind you need the mind power to do it. Much like they are powerless against our magic directly and they had to trick us into turning it off for them. There are a handful of other Witches working on it right now, but past that I don't think many others are capable of it.

"The question becomes, what do we do now? They are famous for hiring out as assassins. Can you imagine the havoc they could wreak if they decide to end the subtle campaign to have us destroy ourselves, or have the Demons do it? Outside of the three of us, no one could protect the President or other leaders worldwide. Not if they are using those gadgets you talked about."

I had of course been asking myself just that, and had no idea where to go with it. I was also quite surprised she was seeking my council, it felt off, but also good, like I had reached a new level in her eyes.

I said shaking my head, "My only idea was to raid their known camp areas. Either killing them outright, or knock them out, strip any tech they have, and banish them to the place I put the Demons. Once gone they should be locked out for good. There is one problem though, we won't catch them all that way and who knows what those who are left will do."

I continued on to explain what I thought was happening with the increased crazy Angel and Demon arsonists, and why I thought the Elves were doing it.

I ended that with, "So who knows how many of their agents are spread out in different cities causing havoc, hiding behind a device that can trick all but the three of us into not even seeing them."

Cat replied, "Let's hold off on that until either we figure out a way to deal with the roving ones, or their attacks become more severe and we have no choice but to do what we can. Not being able to sense them except with our eyes will make it a lot more difficult."

We went round and round as we drank a cup of tea, not really getting anywhere. When the tea was gone, we gave it up for now and Cat left as I headed back to bed...

The next day Todd and I arrested two more Demons, only one of whom had an Elf near him. The Elves were just making things worse, they were certainly not behind every problem. I knew we couldn't put it off forever, it would be bad for us if they made their move first. I was content though, to leave it in my Witch elder's hands, at least for now.

Still, I felt guilty for not doing anything, I wasn't even sure if the changes in the Demons or Angels were permanent. What if it was Tom or Gloria? Would I just throw them in jail too? About halfway through the day I had an idea.

I sent to Cat, "Do you think the Angels could help us if we let them in on our knowledge? Their science is a lot more evolved, maybe they can detect life signs... or something?"

Cat returned, "I don't really trust them, but maybe. It would be a risk to involve Jezebel and Daniel in this though."

I shrugged then realized she couldn't see it, "That's the problem, we need to do something though, I feel like time is running out, we don't want them to act first."

Cat returned, "Very well, desperate times indeed. I will have your mother send them to the Angelic dimension to inquire, hopefully there are no Elves there at all to catch wind of this."

I felt a little better and we went back to the station to finish up the paperwork on the two arrests. It's crazy that it took the rest of the day, but it did. Bonnie and her partner Kim wanted to hit the bar after, I thought I could definitely use a drink, so I invited my partner Todd, and we all went over after quitting time.

Bonnie gave me a strange look when I not only bought the first round of beers, but shots as well. I wasn't a big drinker, and I knew alcohol wasn't a great way to deal with stress, but it seemed the last three days the only time I could let go of things was during sex. I was desperate for down time. I was feeling cowardly and ashamed, locking up the people I was supposed to be protecting, not to mention how often it had probably happened without my knowledge.

To Bonnie, the stress I was showing was probably obvious, especially in someone she knew so well. I missed having fun, and being fun to be around. So I drank and enjoyed the feel of the buzz flowing through my body. Bonnie was a spoilsport, she was gorgeous, and I loved her to death, but she kept stopping me from kissing her for some reason I couldn't discern. Still, I was feeling quite good for the first time in a while.

I didn't realize how much I had drank until I stood up and went to the ladies room. The room wasn't quite stable and I wondered if the owner knew about it. I snorted with laughter at the ridiculous thought and made my way back there to do my business.

My buzz seemed to get stronger as I made my way carefully back to the table. But it felt different, not a good buzz. I couldn't figure out why I felt that way until I sat down and looked around the bar.

Fucking Elves...

Bonne asked concerned, "What about Elves sweetie?"

I could feel concern, confusion, and worry coming from her. Did I say that out loud? I ignored the question and looked back across the room. Terry and Paul were sitting at a table drinking, and behind Paul was an Elf. Paul also looked a little out of it, either he was drunk or in the middle of being mind fucked by the Elf.

I liked Paul and Terry, they were nice to me, and they were fellow officers. Even in my semi-drunken state it was easy to see the Elves were escalating. The public outcry from a cop going ballistic and setting shit on fire would be very bad. Fuck the consequences, I couldn't let this happen.

I raised my hand and closed one eye, and shot lightning across the room, hitting the bastard right in the face. The whole room froze and looked at me in alarm. Bonnie, Kim and Todd stood and looked nervously at me, and a couple of cops even had pulled out their stun weapons.

I giggled, like that would work on a Witch...

Paul cleared his throat, "Did I do something to offend you officer Price?"

Oh shit, of course, they still couldn't see the bastard. I raised a finger for patience and made my way across the room, bent down and stripped all of his devices. I smirked that I was right, when I pulled one from his neck. All the Elves wore amulets, I bet they are designed to make everyone see them as an amulet, but there was no doubt it was tech.

I heard a lot of gasping, and I assumed the Elf had appeared, and I had disappeared. I giggled again, then wondered if I just started a war. Fuck it, I loved Paul, in a big brother kind of way.

I was a touch telepath, so I tried thinking stop at the stuff in my hands, then off, then I gave up and shorted it out with a surge of electricity. I must have reappeared holding a ball of lightning, because everyone jumped back. I let the magic go and looked up sheepishly.

Terry said in a tense voice, "What is going on Ashley, what is this, and what race is he."

I was kind of panicking at what I had done, at the same time though, it felt right. I was hoping that wasn't just the alcohol talking. I sent Cat a message to meet me at my apartment, threw the unconscious Elf over my shoulder, and like a coward I ran, opening a portal and stepping into the condo. Bonnie was the only one with the presence of mind to follow.

I could tell she was about to grill me, she had probably had enough of the way I've been acting and wanted to know what was behind it, but before she could say anything a portal opened and Cat stepped through.

Cat said accusingly, "What did you do?"

I blushed and said with a slur in my voice, "Started a war? I couldn't just let him brainwash someone I knew. I think they were escagating, escalaging, damn it, you know what I mean. They are starting to go for Demons and Angels that are part of the police, maybe others are going after government. It will have a huge impact. Plus, I like Paul," I thought I ended that argument brilliantly.

Cat shook her head, "You're a mess, but you are probably right, we are still letting them do as they will out of fear it will get worse," she reached out and touched Bonnie's head, "Much easier than explaining the long way, just give it a second to settle in your mind."

Bonnie looked horrified when she asked me in a gentle voice, "Why didn't you tell me, no wonder you've been acting a little off and going crazy today."

God, she was amazing. I smiled and buried my face in her neck, her hugs were so good. Soft, and sweet...

I whispered, "I couldn't tell you, if an Elf happened to read your mind..."

I loved the curve of her neck, the smell of her hair and smooth skin, when I started kissing it she pushed me back with an amused look on her face, "Later Ash, later."





Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 05



I pouted to no effect. Then another portal opened and my mother came through.

Sandy said without preamble, "What's the plan?"

Cat said, "We attack now, banish them after stripping their equipment. After that, it will be up to those that are left. I don't see how we can hunt them down in a city."

Cat touched my forehead and I felt the buzz drain away. I blushed at my actions, but I still felt good about them, it had been the right thing to do. I hoped I still felt that way in a few days.

Cat opened a portal and we all stepped through. We immediately felt the buzz in the back of our heads, the magic that kept people from seeing their village was obviously more tech. We went into their village and just started stunning them all unconscious. At first it was easy, but then they started fighting back, and they weren't shooting stuns at us.

The three of us had a good view in all directions and protected each other's backs, redirecting the energy beams fired at us as we continued to stun them. A part of me wanted to kill them, for all that they had done as a race, but most of me was glad we were just sending them from the Earth. When we were sure all the tech from both the Elves and the village had been gathered up, we destroyed it.

It was both not useful to us, and we didn't necessarily want the government playing with that advanced technology either. Cat had a very paranoid outlook that way, and I wasn't sure she was wrong. 

Cat cast an enchantment to allow dimensional hopping as my mother calls it, and I opened a portal to the banishment dimension. We weren't very gentle when we used gravity to throw the Elves through it, and good riddance.

We followed the same procedure in Russia, then again in a third village only Cat had known about in Africa. When we got home Bonnie looked relieved, and I blushed remembering all I had done. I had tried to kiss her in front of practically the whole supernatural task force at the bar. My succubus side made me a slutty drunk. But I wasn't wrong, she was so beautiful, and I loved that she was mine.

My mother said, "We need to send a message to those who are left."

Cat asked, "What do you propose?"

She shrugged, "A promise and a threat. Tell them we simple evicted their command posts, and if they volunteer to leave peacefully we will send them along as well. As for the stick, we can threaten to duplicate any atrocities they cause on this world on theirs, that we are only peaceful if dealt with peacefully."

Cat frowned. "For that to work effectively, we will have to make specific threats against their world, and publicly so the Elves will hear of it. I would rather not let it be known just how powerful we are. If we threaten great harm to their world, the Humans will fear that we might do so here. It could cause the very internal war we are trying to avert."

We talked about it for a long time and it turned out to be Bonnie that had the solution we needed. We took her solution and ran with it, scheduling an interview. There would still no doubt be fallout for us taking such far reaching actions without even telling the government, but the effect should be lessened, I hoped.

Of course, it would mainly be a big bluff, I don't think I had it in me to do what we were about to threaten to do. No matter how bad things got. Their big bluff against me failed, I hoped ours would be more effective. We were actually going to prove we could do it though, that might make a difference. We were going to prove we are a threat...

Chapter 20

It turns out it was taking a while to gather what we needed, so mom had Jezebel brief the President. He was all for us moving forward as quickly as possible, preferably before something he couldn't see killed him. He was partially relieved when my mom volunteered to guard him for a while, but there simply wasn't enough of us for that to be a long term strategy.

I just hoped they would back down at the threat, and not decide to attack anyway. The hardest part was we couldn't read them at all, they were so different from Demons, Humans and Angels it was hard to know how they would react to it. I wound up calling in sick on the next day, it took all night and most of Friday to get things finished and ready.

Cat was not included in the interview, but my mother would be there with me, and we had a fifteen minute film set up to go before hand. The President had called for an official address to the country, so it was going out on multiple TV channels. He was going to go on after the short video and we went on to answer questions. Things were kind of snowballing.

He was worried about riots, how would people respond to a threat they couldn't protect themselves from or even see? What we were going to do would be a gamble on both ends.

The first few minutes of the video gave a run down on the Elven race. Their abilities, why they were thought to be here in the past and what we now know to be true. What they were doing on the streets, causing Demons and Angels to lose their mind and attack others, trying to foment discontent between the races over the world. How they had set the Demon dimension on us all.

The next part was a message to the Elves, turn yourselves in to be removed from our dimension peacefully. If they did not, and started attacking our world, we would attack their dimension. Then the clip showed pictures of their cities, proof that we had been there and could do so with impunity. 

The Elf that captured me had said their dimension was protected, I didn't know why we got through so easily, perhaps that was part of his bluff, or something had changed over the last five thousand years and they didn't do it anymore, thinking themselves safe.

Then Bonnie's idea came in, the stick was the nuclear arsenal of the world, not Witch magic, keeping our power hidden from the world.

If they attacked us, we would open the portals, and the government would destroy their cities and send weapons to their world. To prove they couldn't stop us, we actually sent one and took a picture. A disarmed nuclear missile was sitting in the middle of a street in their capitol, Elves in the background staring in shock. Thus giving our bluff teeth, although, I wasn't quite so sure it was a bluff on the part of the President.

Then a last warning, no attacks, no more brainwashing, they needed to turn themselves in and go peacefully, or else.

As silence filled the room we were in, the interviewer obviously shocked, I thought maybe we should have given her a preview of the content. Dead air reigned for at least fifteen seconds before she finally asked a question.

Karen Carter, who was also a Witch, asked, "Are you sure about all that?"

I said, "Unfortunately, yes I am Karen."

Karen asked, "Was threatening them the best way?"

My mother sighed and said, "It was the only way. They were already here to make sure we could never threaten them, prepared to destroy us before we could do that. They have already put forth great efforts in that direction, from internal worldwide strife to outside attack. 

"Fortunately for us they miscalculated, focusing on the technical advances, rather than the abilities Witches bring to bear. The government has weapons, we can cross dimensions, and by working together we achieve a state of mutually assured destruction with the Elves.

"It is too late for their original mission; they can no longer overpower us without severe repercussions on their home world. The concept of peace through mutually assured destruction has worked well here since world war two, hopefully they are of the same opinion."

Karen nodded before she asked, "What would you say to the people out there."

I said, "Try to remain calm and trust that your government and the Witches will do all we can to keep you safe."

I crossed my fingers at that point, figuratively speaking. There wasn't much else we could really do. Karen turned it over to a White House correspondent as the President was coming out to speak. My mother and I said goodbye to Karen, and we both left, each going home. It was up to the remaining Elves now, I hoped they would back down, but it was nerve wracking.

I sat on the couch with Bonnie. Tom was at work, when the president came on. He basically just went over it all briefly again, and urged people not to panic, that we had things in hand. I sincerely hoped that turned out to be true. Things could get really ugly if they decide to fight.

Bonnie pulled me over and sat me between her legs, and then she started to massage my shoulders. I melted back into her, enjoying the feel of her hands on my body.

I said with a soft sigh of pleasure, "That feels amazing love."

Bonnie kissed the side of my neck and whispered in my ear, "It's later my love," I felt like lightning struck at my body's response to her whispered words. I moaned softly as her hands massaged down to my lower back and the crack of my ass.

I felt something new from her, I knew she was more dominant, but she had been very shy about coming out with it until now. Joining Tom in calling me a slut was about as far as she went in the past.

She told me, "You've been a bad little succubus, not telling me what was going on. I think you need to be punished."

I said questioningly, "Punished?"

She lifted me and lay me down on my stomach over her knees. Oh god, was she going to spank me? I got wet as she pulled up the bottom of the dress I wore for the interview, exposing my ass to the air in the room.

She teased my butt with her fingertips and said sternly, "Yes, Punished," as her touch left me I held my breath, her hand slapped my ass hard, it stung bad, but my core clenched and I was now beyond moist.

She rubbed my ass again softly and said, "You like that don't you slut, here I am punishing you and you're getting off on it. Tell me what a nasty slut you are."

She brushed my labia and puckered star with a fingertip, then smacked me hard again on the other cheek. I gasped in pleasure and said in a shaky voice, "Yes, I am a nasty slut, who loves to be spanked mistress."

I squirmed a little on her lap, sure my ass was bright red already. Her fingers stopped for a moment when I called her mistress, but I felt a surge of lust from her when I said it.

I begged her, "Please mistress, punish me some more, I've been a very bad dirty slut."

She spanked me then, over and over, at least ten times on each cheek. My ass was stinging and burning, but my honey pot was dripping and I was breathless. When she started softly rubbing the stinging flesh of my ass, I moaned in pleasure at her touch.

I gasped as she invaded my body with her fingers, driving them into my body roughly as she curled her fingers to rub my g-spot.

I begged, "Can I cum mistress? Please?"

I was so close it was driving me crazy, but I held it for her, I would do as she demanded. Then she slapped my ass hard again with her other hand.

She ordered, "Come now!"

I exploded in bliss, the sharp pain from her spanking my stinging flesh mixed with the ecstasy of my hot silky center squeezing and milking three of her fingers as she fingered me. When I started to come down she traced circles on my back, stinging ass and thighs. The mood changed then, what she had wanted, and what I wanted to give no longer held true.

I felt an amazingly tender feeling from her that made me love her even more, and she lifted me up and started kissing me passionately.

She didn't bother to speak, it wasn't necessary. We got up and retired to the bedroom where I worshipped her body with my lips, tongue, teeth and hands. I gently teased her from orgasm to orgasm for close to an hour. It wasn't until much later as we fell asleep, that I realized her rough treatment of me had led to the tenderest lovemaking we had ever shared...

We were still waiting for some type of response to the Elves on Saturday morning. We all had the day off, and although Bonnie was dubious about Harmon, she was willing to give it a shot. Tom was just curious to meet such an infamous person that I thought would be a good fit in our family. Gloria was curious about it too, and looking forward to it.

Harmon himself had resisted at first, claiming he was only flirting with me and was too old for such nonsense. I knew the truth though, he craved a life of more than duty, and more than that he deserved one. He was interested in polyamory when I told him about my family. And he most definitely had feelings for me, and I affectionately thought of him as the dirty old cradle robber...

Sometimes I questioned my own sanity, but I didn't really see an issue with it, especially when age was such a non-issue, I liked him, and I could make him young again if it worked out. Even if it didn't work out relationship wise I might, the Demon dimension could do worse than having him look over it. Although I would ask him first, he might be ready to give it all up rather than live another long lifetime of nothing but responsibility.

Obviously if this did work there would be some major travel going on, so we could all be together. But still, I hoped this first group date might go well. I was taking us all to the beach in Puerto Rico, it would be about eighty down there, and it was tropical without worrying about passports.

I hopped over, my mother got me thinking of it that way, to Demon world and picked him up. Then came back right away and we all took a portal to a beach I knew, we all just stepped out into an out of the way spot and strolled out in the sand. We three women were wearing bikinis under our shorts and t-shirts, so we stripped down to them and laid the blanket on the sand.

It was a gorgeous day, the sun felt hot on my skin, but there was a nice ocean breeze coming off the water which would keep us from overheating. We chatted some, but we all avoided the E word as we enjoyed our day. Tom took Harmon to get us some lunch, and when they came back they looked like they reached some kind of understanding. I wondered if there would be more football games in my future.

Mostly I just hung back, I already liked the guy, so I let the other three get to know him. I could feel Bonnie's doubt fading as she talked to him. He had a strong presence about him, but he didn't flaunt it. I thought things were going really well, until I heard the air raid/tornado siren go off. I didn't even try to be subtle, just opened a portal to my living room and we all piled through it. I put the television on where a special report was in progress.

Apparently China had launched five nukes, at the United States. If it wasn't the Elves behind it I'd eat my toes. I also wasn't feeling all that Witchy at the moment, I wanted to kill the dumb bastards. We almost had to, if we didn't follow up on our threat they would never stop. I felt a bit sick to my stomach.

"Harmon, I have things to do, you need to go home?"

He shook his head, "I can stay."

I nodded and created a portal to the President and stepped through, the thought that I was in my bikini occurred to me too late to make a difference. The secret service didn't look happy, but at least they held their fire when they saw it was me, and the President's face was white.

I said, "Sir, do you have a way to stop them?"

He shook his head, "These new ones skim the surface and evade anti-missiles quite well. They'll hit the coast in seven minutes."

I nodded, "Sir, did you want to retaliate?"

A part of me wanted him to say yes, a part of me thought it was horrible and prayed for no.

The President nodded, "We have to. It's our only chance to get them to give up."

I looked at the monitor tracking the missiles, memorizing the coordinates for each and I embraced my magic, time slowed to a standstill. I opened a portal and stepped out, using gravity to hold me above the Earth.

I saw the first missile coming, slowly. Its movement was perceivable unlike everything else, but it was still painfully slow. I created a high gravity point in the warhead. I didn't know all that much about nuclear weapons, but I knew the blast had to be both perfectly aligned and perfectly timed. The missile started to collapse in on itself, then it exploded.

The blast was quite large, but there was no nuclear detonation. I handled the next three in exactly the same way. I hesitated on the last. I was very angry for all the Elves had done, had tried to do, but it all paled against the rage of what they were making me do. President's decision or not, I was the one actually doing it.

I enchanted the missile to block the waves from the enchanted gravity wave emitters in space. Then I opened a double portal, and aimed it so the other side was a hundred feet above a city street in their capitol, and I made it horizontal so it pointed straight down. I waited as the decision ate away at me, when the missile slowly crossed through the portal I closed it down.

I went back to the President's bunker office and tired of doing it over and over, I added a blocking enchantment to my necklace with the ability to turn it off and on with a thought. Then I opened a portal twenty miles from their city. I added filters for hard radiation and bright light, just in case.

In all maybe thirty seconds had passed in real time since the President gave the order, perhaps less, I wasn't sure. I pulled out my cell phone and started recording as I released the magic holding the world still. The city flashed white and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky...



Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 06



Chapter 21

The President said in shock, "The missiles are gone! And what is that your showing me, where is that? We still had seven minutes."

I sighed and said, "I destroyed four of them, the fifth was the response you ordered. Through that portal is the capitol city in the Elven dimension."

I started to wonder if I broke myself. I was expecting the numbness I had felt at killing a handful. I had potentially just killed millions, yet all I felt was that towering rage. Fucking Elves.

When the President was silent for a minute or two I looked over, he was looking at me in shock. I closed the portal, figuring I had enough footage.

I said softly, "Sorry sir, we haven't been too forward on how much power Witches actually have. Actually what I did wasn't that hard, it was the ability to speed up our perception of events that allowed me to move so quickly, or in another perspective, slow down the missiles enough to destroy them. You know we can control gravity, I just crushed the charges out of alignment to cause a normal explosion."

I sighed, "The last one was simply a matter of opening a portal right in front of it."

He nodded soberly. "I need to step down our readiness and call some world leaders. I assume you got that footage for the news?"

I slowly nodded, "We are probably their only intelligence source, if we don't show them what they caused by not following our demands, they might not find out."

He cleared his throat meaningfully. I guess I lost my right to a thank you by nuking a city, even if the man had given the order. He was probably just a little to freaked out, I know I was.

I sent the video to Karen as I opened a portal to the condo and stepped through. I had no interest in making threats, or answering questions, I would let the video it speak for itself. The message couldn't be any clearer.

I couldn't look anyone in the face, so I jumped in the shower. It's not every day you both save your world, and commit an atrocity, in a string bikini full of sand...

When I came out I grabbed a beer, I wasn't going to get drunk again, I just needed one to relax a little. Was I even allowed to say I was a Witch that loved life after what I did? The fact I had saved many millions of lives didn't seem nearly as important at the moment. Once again, the ball was in their court. I just had to hope I wouldn't be forced to do anything like that again.

I stayed in the background the best I could for the rest of the day. I didn't want to mess up everyone else's day. It was around nine at night when I took Harmon home, I gave him a wistful kiss on the cheek, some first date this turned out to be.

He said as I moved to leave, "It is never easy making a decision like that. All you can do is save as many lives as you can, sometimes that makes you make hard choices. Don't let it make you a hard person, you are a wonderful woman Ash, it would sadden me if that were to change."

I nodded. I knew he meant well, but his words angered me. I didn't want to be responsible for the whole damn world, and make decisions to attack others. With my new enchantment active, I opened a double portal to the condo and stepped through, turning off the enchantment with a thought collapsed the portal.

We talked briefly about Harmon, they all liked him as I thought, as I hoped, they would. But this news brought me no joy at the moment. I decided I needed to meditate on everything tomorrow, the one fear I had above all, was that with my full power I would become a monster, misuse it. I couldn't help but wonder if that's exactly what happened. 

I knew it was all mixed up, without that power millions would have died on my world. If I hadn't done it, then next time they would have no reason not to launch a lot more, or do something worse.

That night was one of the few in my life I didn't want sex at all, Bonnie and Tom held me as I fell asleep, as I wondered why I couldn't cry...

It was Sunday, so I slept in and had a late breakfast and drank a cup of coffee. The anger had slipped away while I rested, now I just felt depressed. Logically I had to do what I did. This wasn't like in the Demon dimension where I could easily overpower and banish the people challenging me. I didn't feel guilty for not finding a peaceful solution, there didn't appear to be one.

I started meditating on it, but didn't come up with much outside of what I already knew. It was both horrific and necessary. I regretted it, but I wouldn't change it even if I could. They had tried to kill millions with five nuclear missiles, we had responded by sending just one of them to their world. I wasn't by any means happy with it, but I knew I would eventually come to terms with it, and continue living my life.

If only there was some way to track them down, we could have done things differently. But there was almost no point in playing the what if game. What was, was.

"Ash?"

I sent, "Hi Harmon, what's up?"

"I wanted to ask you to dinner tonight, for our date. Also, could you let the others know I want to see them too for our dates? Tom told me about it yesterday, but I have no way to contact them."

I frowned, "That won't work well long term, I'll make necklaces for the other three and they can contact you. That way I will only have to play taxi and not messenger."

His sent sounding amused, "Good idea. So I will see you tonight?"

I pondered that, I was a little worried about leaving the dimension, but I could make the necklaces now and have them contact me if the crap hit the fan.

I sent, "Sounds good, I'll see you tonight then."

He told me to take care, and I got started on three more necklaces. I felt Bonnie's presence as I was finishing them up and opened my eyes and looked up at her. She had a shy smile on her face.

"Want to go shopping with me?"

I smiled back, wondering why she was feeling shy and nervous, but said, "Sure, take this necklace, you'll be able to chat with Harmon on it, not to mention the rest of us, if you ever need us quickly."

I convinced her to stop by the healing center on the way, and gave the other two to Tom and Gloria with some instructions on how to use them. Then I followed Bonnie to the store. I had expected clothing, or shoes, and understood her feelings as we walked into the sex toy shop. I already had a lot of toys, and was confused for a moment until I saw the things she picked out.

I really didn't have anything in my toy box for bondage or spanking. I could guess by her feelings I was here to object if there was anything I was unwilling to do. We left with an assortment of things, nothing that would cause too much pain, I think the thrill for her was mostly the idea of control, and I was more than happy to play pet to her mistress anytime.

We stopped for lunch on the way back, I wasn't that hungry from my late breakfast, but I got a salad and soda. Bonnie was a wonder, we didn't talk about the nuke, or the Elves, she just drew me out and drowned me in the everyday. We left the restaurant and headed back home, when I went up the stairs I started feeling emotions, and the flavor was familiar to me, I knew them well. Too well in my opinion.

"Ma'am, would you come with us, we need your help."

I sighed, kissed Bonnie briefly on the cheek and then followed my two favorite homeland security agents down the stairs. When we got in the car they briefed me on the way over to the building.

"Those Elves have been showing up at our building since four am, one of them told us all that were coming were there now, so we came to get you. I can't say it hasn't been tense, but as far as we can tell they haven't done anything, they appear to be clear of any devices or weapons as well, but I can't know if our searches were effective. Damn nightmare these Elves are."

A ball of anger grew in my stomach, but I did the best I could to push it down. Yes, they made me a mass murderer... killer really, since they declared war on us of a sorts, but still. I managed to keep a hold of my emotions however since this is what we wanted, what we were hoping for.

They led me down to a room that looked like it belonged in a college, it was more of a lecture hall. As I walked in one of the Elves approached me. I didn't bother with pleasantries.

"Is this all of you?"

He said in an inflection without emotion, "In America yes, the agents have coordinates for you for Russia, China, Africa, and South America. There are also... hold outs."

"Hold outs?" What the hell?

He almost looked embarrassed, "When you first aired that broadcast, many of us wanted to leave but were overruled; they thought it was a bluff. There are still twenty three Elves that think you are bluffing about the bomb in our dimension, despite the fact you have accurate pictures of it. There are over five hundred of us at the sites, but still, you will need to hunt down the last twenty three."

Oh right, he says that like it will be easy. This one was four feet away and I still couldn't feel him with my extra senses or magic. Oh, I could feel his life force with my Witch magic, but unless touching I couldn't feel his DNA, just life.

He asked, "Where will you send us?"

I sighed. I didn't really see a reason not to let them go home, we were shielded now. So were they once upon a time though.

"I can either send you back home, or send you where we banished the three tribes, which is a world filled with life, but nothing intelligent. Except maybe eight very angry ex Rulers or wanna be Demon Rulers. But I'm sure you can handle them."

He asked politely, "If you would, we prefer the banishment planet? We would be executed at home for failing so badly in our mission. We felt the only way to redeem ourselves was to give in to your demands in the hopes you keep your word and that our people will be safe."

I raised an eyebrow and asked, "You would trust us to keep our word? Why did you not seek peace then?"

His lip curled, "Witches we have found to be trustworthy, and respectful of life. It is you we trust. The humans we would never trust, not that some individuals are not worth trusting, but as a group your governments can be ruthless, plus things change over time. As far as seeking out peace, it was not our orders."

I nodded and couldn't really think of anything else to ask. Except where the twenty three were, but I didn't think they would be willing to betray them in that way, just a feeling.

Oh, there was one more thing, "Is what you did to those Angels and Demons permanent, will they always be crazy arsonists now?"

He shook his head, "Their normal thought patterns should reestablish themselves over a few weeks time. I'd suggest you hold them until then."

Right, that shouldn't be an issue. It would be harder to get them released than anything else.

I turned on my enchantment and opened a double portal to the banishment world and the Elves started going through...

 

Chapter 22

The two goons... homeland security agents, gave me the coordinates for the other four places. It took a good chunk of the afternoon to get it finished up. I went to send what I just did and learned, to Cat and my mom, but I couldn't connect. They must have been hopping dimensions. I wondered what the twenty three Elves left were getting up to, but right now we were in a purely reactive stance.

I jumped in the shower and started getting ready for my date. I chose my slinky little black dress, and accessorized with bright red pumps and ruby earrings. I put my hair up in style and made my nails a nice red tone. As for my lingerie, I passed on them all together.

I kissed Bonnie and Tom goodbye, and then opened a double portal to the field, then a portal directly to his dining room. He smiled and got up. His eyes caressed over the length of my body slowly until he met my eyes.

"You look amazing Ash."

I said, "Thanks," as he kissed my cheek then led me to the table. I was getting the full treatment tonight, he even pushed my chair in. It was not a Demon or Angel thing, and I wondered just how good his spies were before we closed off the worlds to travel. Well, except for us anyway.

Either way, I was flattered by the effort.

Business as a subject was almost unavoidable, I let him in on my progress and what was going on, and he went over how the Demons were reacting to being jailed. Not that badly according to him, there were a few more challenges lately, but the most affected by the lockdown were the ones craving power and their own demesne. Most of the other Demons didn't really care, as it didn't change their lives one bit.

After a while we transitioned into more personal things. As the night went on, my need of him grew. He was older, but still quite handsome. His strength and power as a Demon-Angel offset by his personality, and the obvious affection he had for me made me quiver inside. He had his affairs over the millennia of course, but I didn't think any of them appealed to his Angel side like the Witch in me did.

By the time we finished our multiple course dinner I was more than ready to say yes when he asked if I would join him in his room. Hell, I'd have said yes if he invited me to lie on the dinner table. He took my hand as we walked through the halls of his palace, I squeezed his hand gently and caressed his palm slowly with my thumb. I had a ball of anticipation in my stomach. When we got to his room he pulled me to him and wrapped me in his strong arms.

I sighed in pleasure as our lips met, this time with no inclination to push him away. I melded my body against his as he deepened our kiss, his tongue licking along my lips, darting into my mouth as I parted them slightly. I could feel his large bulge growing against my stomach and I ground my body against his, rubbing my hands on his powerful chest. I moaned into his mouth as his hands left my back and grabbed my ass tightly, pulling me against him.

He whispered, "You are the most amazing and beautiful creature," before he started to kiss and suck on my neck while he unzipped my dress. 

I stepped backward slightly and the dress slowly slipped off my body into a pile on the floor. He lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him. He was still kissing my neck and I mewled in pleasure as he carried me to the bed. He sat me down on it, then ran his hands around my hips and down either side of one of my legs, before slipping off my high heeled shoe and bringing my foot to his mouth, he kissed my toes.

My core tightened as he did the same for my second leg. He stared hungrily down at my now naked body, then slowly brought his gaze back to my eyes as he started taking off his clothes. I was beyond ready and would have done anything he asked of me at that moment.

I couldn't help but glance down as he freed his tool, he was large. Not grotesquely so, but he gave Tom's nine inches a run for its money. When he finished undressing, he lifted my foot again and kissed it once before putting it on his shoulder, he did the same with the second, then pulled me to the edge of the bed as he stepped forward.

I gasped in pleasure as he slowly fed his length into my willing and welcoming body. He started to rock in and out slowly, all I could really do was rock my hips slightly up, otherwise I couldn't move much. He held my legs tightly with his arms, but teasingly ran soft circles with his fingertips down my inner thighs. I was almost frustrated that I could not touch him with my hands, but my body surrendered to his invasion and touch.

When his hands finally made it to my middle he separated my hood and started fingering my swollen clit lightly. I exploded in bliss as my center started to milk demandingly on his hard pole, but he just picked up speed slightly, the slap of our flesh growing a little louder as he continued to flick my clit. I could feel his pleasure as he held it back, and I could feel his pleasure and satisfaction at mine.

I gasped loudly, "Oh god, faster, that feels incredible."

He pushed me to ecstasy over and over, finally releasing within me during my fourth trip to heaven. 

His voice sounded strained, "I can't hold much longer!"

I wrapped my power around his, and increased his bliss and mine, tying them together as he filled me with his seed. As we came down he pulled out, and then joined me on the bed.

I said sheepishly, "Sorry about that."

He laughed. "Sorry? About what?"

I shrugged, "I felt it, that second of fear when I reached for you with my succubus power. I should have realized that's been a worry for you for a long time."

He shrugged. "It took me by surprise, I never met one that would connect that way except to feed, or kill. Still, feel free to do what you just did as much as you want."

I giggled. "Anytime," and I kissed him hard and passionately, then got softer as the kiss went on, until we were barely brushing lips, "How about now? Unless you're too old, you probably need your rest," I said teasingly.

I sighed in mock disappointment.

He growled. "I'll show you too old."

And he did, multiple times, and very well.

I wanted to curl up against him with my head on his chest and stay the night, but it was our first date and there were rules attached to that. He still had four other dates to get through. Although I had a feeling Tom and his date will be some sporting event involving lots of beer.

I kissed him good night, shimmied into my dress, picked up my high heels and opened a double portal straight to the condo.

I tried to reach mom or Cat again, but no luck. I was starting to get worried and was angry at myself for not teaching them the dimensional communications necklace. What if they were in trouble? I shuddered, trying to think of what could take out both Cat and my mom and failing to think of something, except of course, the element of surprise.

There wasn't much I could do about it, so I went to bed, I had work early in the morning...

"PRICE!"

I walked over and poked my head in, "Yes captain?"

He said without looking up, "Billy Sanders has a new group of raw trainees, wants you to stop by at nine. Take your partner with you and hit your beat right after, understand?"

I smiled, "Yes sir."

Todd and I headed for the training facility. I hadn't seen Billy since the last time he called me to kick his class's butt. It was a good training tool, make sure they wouldn't do anything stupid in the field. We headed inside and went to the martial arts training room. I waved to Billy and he smiled back and nodded.

Billy then went through his usual speech, don't try hand to hand with non-human races under any circumstance, and pointed me out as the one to prove it. It went predictably, and I didn't mess around this time, just took them down fast and hard. The point was to prove it was a bad idea, not make them think they could just learn more to compensate. That's what stunners and the Demon and Angel partners were for.

Then something happened, a small slip of a girl blocked my attack, then another. She was about an inch taller than me, jet black hair and gray eyes. She even almost got a hit on me, she slipped under my guard with a jab but I moved out of the way. I had to embrace my Witch magic to slow things down, then I took her down hard. Still, just my Demon speed should have done it, it wasn't that she was fast, she just moved to block before I had even started my swing.

I read her quickly and my mouth dropped open in shock. She was an unrealized Witch. It happened sometimes, if a Witch was raised in child care for some reason, like the mother dying, which is rare, but it happens of course. No one was there to release her power when it was ready.

She was like my mother had been, her power hadn't been released but she was bursting with it at the seams, she had kept up for a moment because of that. Probably a little time slowing and perhaps reading the immediate future. I put a hook in her so I could find her later, now certainly wasn't the time to tell her any of that. I finished with the rest of the class, and was getting glared at now by all of them. They would get over it, and maybe I even saved one of their lives.




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 06



I found out her name was Amanda Darnell. I felt a little guilty as I checked out her record, she was adopted when she was five, again much like my mother. She was only barely eighteen, had graduated high school two years early and had her bachelor degree in crime. She put in her application on her birthday. I also noted her address was out on Long Island.

Nothing I could do about it now, so I grabbed Todd and we hit our patrol area.

By lunch not much had happened, then I got contacted by Gloria during lunch.

"Ash?"

I sent back, "Hi Gloria, everything okay?"

"Have you seen the news? Five world leaders have been killed, one in Europe, the rest in South Africa."

Oh crap. That's so not good.

"Do you know when it happened?"

She sent back, "Hours ago, you know they hold this stuff back for a while, just thought you would want to know."

"Thanks Gloria."

After a few seconds Gloria sent, "Oh, could you get me to Harmon tonight? And pick me up when I call? We have our date tonight."

I sent back, "Sure, can do, what time?"

"Around seven, I'll be at the condo when I get off."

Well, wasn't much I could do, there was no way could I catch them if they had hours to leave the scenes of their assassinations. I was glad they had backed off from the nuke idea, perhaps they weren't as sure it was a bluff as they professed after all. They seemed to be going back to their destabilization tactics, though much worse than before.

The rest of the day I went over and over things, I couldn't see a way I could track them down, not without help and immediate reports if something happened anyway. I doubted that would happen. When we knocked off work we went to the bar again, this time I didn't get drunk. This time I didn't have anything eating away at me. Stress yes, but no guilt.

I wasn't sure if I was in denial, or if I had really come to terms with sending a nuke across dimensions, but there it was. I felt okay with things. Perhaps it helped that those assholes were still trying to destroy the world with their twenty three person force.

I had the thought that they deserved to be jailed just as much as the Demons, if not more so. It made me kind of sad, I wondered is that all the multi-verse comes down to? People and races striking out against each other in fear? Then I remembered all the races my mom and Cat had met with over the last few weeks, and I realized it was just that the assholes who want to kill us are just that much more noticeable.

If I cheated I was sure we could have won, but since I suck at pool without magical help, Todd and I wound up buying most of the rounds for Kim and Bonnie. I left the bar right before seven, I had to play taxi in a few minutes. I told Bonnie I had something to do, so she stayed at the bar with Todd and Kim.

I just went into the ladies room and opened a portal to the condo and stepped through. Gloria was there and she looked stunning. I gave her a light kiss on the lips. "Ready?"

She nodded, and I opened a double portal to the field, after we went through I took her to the dining hall. Then I took a double portal back to the condo. I started to wonder if I could enchant something that would let me go wherever I wanted in one hop. It was easy with my new enchantment to go from anyplace, but I still couldn't go anywhere that wasn't enchanted to block the gravity waves. At least, not in one step.

I went ahead and took off my uncomfortable and dull work clothes and put on a pair of jean shorts and a tight red shirt. I slipped my feet in a pair of sandals. Much better. Amanda lived in Wantagh, so I opened a portal to the train platform on the LIRR, the only destination I knew in that area. Her house was just a mile from there, and it was a nice neighborhood, so I just started walking.

Her house was kind of nice, and I was sure she was home, thanks to the magical hook I'd put in her earlier. I knocked on the front door, and an older woman answered that was probably her adoptive mother.

I opened my mouth to ask after Amanda, but I was cut off by the fear on her face.

"You're that Witch from the television! What are you doing at my house, leave now, we don't like your kind," and she slammed the door in my face.

I breathed out a quick sigh. That would complicate things. How do you go about telling your racist adoptive mother that you're a Witch. I frowned, what if Amanda was prejudice too? I shook my head, no reason to borrow trouble, I already had plenty of it.

I shrugged, turned around, and started walking for a bar I saw by the train station, and sent a message even an unrealized Witch could receive. Of course she had no way to talk back, I just had to hope she would listen and come.

"Amanda, this is Ashley from this morning in your training class. We need to talk, and it's very important. Can you meet me at the bar by the train station? I think I scared your mom, so I decided to retreat, but we really need to talk."

I sat at the bar and ordered a beer as I waited...

 

Chapter 23

A soft voice filled with amusement said behind me, "Are you trying to corrupt a minor officer Price? Inviting me down to a bar and all..."

I finished the last few sips of my beer and turned with a smile on my face. "Corrupting you sounds like fun, maybe another time though. Will you come with me for a little while? This isn't the best venue for our chat I think."

She looked at me curiously and nodded. I led her outside and through a portal to beach in Hawaii, it was about two thirty in the afternoon and the sun felt good. She had a concerned look on her face and I asked, "How do you feel about Witches, I couldn't help but notice your mother..." I trailed off.

She shrugged. "I don't know, I haven't given it much thought, why did you bring me here?"

I pulled a seed from my pocket and quick grew it into a flower in full bloom and handed it to her, "To show you just a little what it means to be a Witch."

She walked along the beach next to me silently, then asked in a low voice, "Why would you want to show me?"

I turned and looked right at her, and said, "You know, Witches are human, they are born with their power locked up, unrealized. At a certain age, when a mother is sure their daughter can handle it, the magic is released. Sometimes though, very rarely, a child of a Witch loses their parents, and goes into the foster system. Those young Witches stay unrealized, unless they are recognized at some point."

She shook her head at me in denial, so I said, "But even unrealized, the power can bleed through, like knowing where a punch is coming from before its thrown, or having an eidetic memory and graduating school two years early. Perhaps you have even had the feeling that everything around you is moving just a little slower than you are at times."

Her voice sounded strained and close to panic, "But I want to be a cop, and I don't want my mom to hate me. It has to be a mistake."

I said softly, "As for the first, you can still be a cop on the taskforce. I can't really help you on the second one. Amanda, it is your choice, no one, least of all me, would force you to release your power. But you could do a lot more with it, than without, as far as helping people. But you will always be different, even if you don't realize your power. I know you know what I mean. You have stood out your whole life.

"Do you want a bee... soda?"

I let her think things over as we found a drink vendor and got some drinks. I considered showing her other applications of power, but I didn't want to oversell it, or scare the wits out of her.

Amanda asked, "If I said yes, how would I learn? Would you teach me?"

"Partly, I would be happy to. I know a couple of other Witches that would get involved as well, including my mom. My mom was in the same situation, she was actually a few years older, in a post graduate program when she found out what she was."

"Can I think about it? This is kind of big, you know?"

I smiled, understatement. "Of course, you ready to go home?"

She nodded.

I gave her my number so she could call and promised not to nag her... much, and opened a portal to her front lawn. When she stepped through I closed it and opened another to the condo and stepped through.

I giggled and squirmed as Tom grabbed me from behind and bent me over the couch. I playfully tried to get away until he smacked my ass hard.

"Be a good slut and be still."

I couldn't resist pushing back against his hardening member and grinding myself against him one more time. I gasped in pleasure as he spanked my other cheek. He pulled my shorts down forcefully and started taking me from behind while pulling back hard on my hair. It was a fast and furious kind of fuck, and I started bucking hard back against him as he drove into me. I felt his pleasure as he expanded and shot into me making me reach my own bliss.

"Oh god Tom, fill me!" I mewled and whimpered in pleasure.

After that, we spent a while in the bedroom and right as I was about to fall asleep in his arms, I was called for taxi service.

"Ash, can you come get me?"

I got up and put on a robe while I sent back, "Be right there Gloria."

I did my three hops, returning with a very happy Angel holding my hand. She decided to stay the night here, so I took my robe off and we got into bed with Tom. Right as I lay my head back down, I felt an inter-dimensional portal open in my living room. Sighing with annoyance, I got up, put on the robe and stomped out with a frown... that turned into a relieved smile as I saw both Cat and my mom.

The third person though, was quite a shock. It was that Felesian leader guy that picked up the cat slaves back on the Demon dimension. I sat down on the couch.

"Welcome back, umm, what's going on?"

"Hello Leader, it is nice to see you again."

Oh crap, the cats are telepathic?

"Indeed, though I hid it on the Demon world, lest your surprise ruin your plan to help return our people. I knew what you were immediately of course, and went along with things. I thank you for your kindness in returning our people."

Cat was smiling like the cat that got the cream, it was my mother that finally explained.

"The Angels were no help, they can't help us locate the Elves, so Cat and I started looking for a race that could. At first the Felesians were wary of us, until this one recognized us in you, and opened a dialogue. They can't manipulate others with their minds, but they are far stronger readers and mind voice senders than the Elves, they can help us track them down."

I went over what happened briefly, saying there were only twenty three left. Then I asked the Felesian why he was helping us, I was a bit wary. He didn't seem offended, he merely answered.

"I agreed to discuss it with your mother and den mother, because of your kindness. As far as a price, I was not joking about Demons destroying our old dimension, your den mother has volunteered to block our dimension if we help you with your Elf problem."

Den mother? Oh, Cat, Witch elder or leader, got it. I nodded slowly. I also told mom I found another unrealized Witch, and she was thinking about having her power released. I didn't see any reason to hide anything, I had a feeling the Felesian already knew my whole life story. I also mentioned the Elves turned to assassinating world leaders while they were gone. Then I asked what we had to do, I assumed they had a plan of some sort. Did I leave anything out?

"Oh right, I'm also dating the leader of the Demon dimension."

I got a good giggle out of mom's response. Talk about bringing home the bad boy. I knew she would be fine when she got to know him, I was just enjoying the shock value a little too much. I realized my comments had been disordered and stuff, but I was really tired and wanted to go back to bed, feeling a little scatterbrained. Plus, I was still shocked there was another telepathic race, and I actually knew them already.

Cat nodded toward the... cat. Then said, "He will locate and send us a mind picture of where an Elf is and we will portal there and get him. The Felesian will stay here in safety though, he is just here to help locate."

Wow, he could scan the whole world, they weren't kidding about the more powerful part. I sighed in resignation as I used power to refresh my mind and make me feel well rested, something I had put off in the hopes of returning to bed, another sleepless night was coming.

"Just let me go change quick and we can get started."

I just put on the jean shorts and shirt from earlier and went back out into the living room. I also grumpily gave the necklaces I had made to Cat and mom.

Cat asked, "What's this?"

"I got sorta nervous and worried when you were both gone so long. Now you have no excuse not to check in."

Mom studied it for a second then smiled, "They are like mine, but work over dimensions? That's great. Sorry for worrying you, the Felesians were wary at first, we didn't want to leave and come back."

The Felesian, who still wouldn't give me his name, fed us intel and pictures good enough we could portal to. The first four Elves didn't see us coming and were overwhelmed quickly and banished. After that, things got a bit difficult, even apart they could keep in constant communication. They last nineteen were either ready for us, or on the move.

It took us a long time to round them up, we probably caused a number of international incidents as well, a few of them collected a bunch of police and controlled them enough to fight us, badly, but the problem was they were both a distraction, and innocent. Bystanders couldn't see the Elves of course, so all they saw was three Witches appearing and attacking their local police force.

It was a damn mess. I hoped we could straighten it out with the President's help.

Cat went back with the Felesian when we were finished. I could hardly believe it, no more Elves. I felt a weight drop off my shoulders. My mom said she would handle the press and the President and try and smooth things over. It was about five am, so I shrugged and started a pot of coffee. I was too wired to sleep, and wouldn't really be tired until tonight anyway, after my magic recharge.

I guess every good deed isn't punished, if I hadn't looked into freeing the Felesian slaves, and just pursued my own goals, the Elves would probably still be here. I don't know why, but I just started crying. It was a cathartic cry, and I felt my stomach unravel from the knots it had been in. When I ran out of tears, I took a sip of coffee, glad to just relax without anything to worry about, and then my phone rang.

Of course it did...

I answered and heard Amanda's voice, "Will you help me?" she sounded like she was crying.

"Where are you?"

She said through tears, "Out in front of my house."

I opened a portal and stepped through. Oh hell, she had a suitcase.

"What happened? No, never mind that for now, come through." We stepped back through the open portal.

I poured her a cup of coffee and we sat at the table. I hardly knew her, but she was a sister Witch, and there wasn't anything I wouldn't do, including airing out my second bedroom.

She said, "I know it was dumb. But, I always tell my mom everything, and she always talks me through things. I know I shouldn't have told her..." she shook her head miserably.

She continued, "I was going to get an apartment in the city after the academy, the commute is hell on time from Long Island, but, I was thrown out of the house, and I can't afford one yet without a salary..."

I said softly, "You can stay here if you want, although you might not approve some of my lifestyle choices."

She asked, "Why would you do that?"

I shrugged. "Witches are family Amanda, there aren't that many of us."

She narrowed her eyes, "Even if I don't choose to release my power?"

"No strings attached, I said it was your choice and I meant it. Although that doesn't mean I won't nag you on occasion," I smiled at her.

I couldn't imagine what she was feeling, and I wasn't surprised when my attempt to cheer her up failed. Her emotions were all over the place.

Tom walked in, kissed the top of my head and said, "Morning love, did you sleep?"

He poured a cup of coffee and did a double take and said, "Who's this?"

I said, "Tom, meet Amanda, an unrealized Witch who needs a place to stay, Amanda, meet Tom, he is an Angel and healer, he is also my mate. One of them anyway."

Amanda frowned, "One of them?"

"Yes, I'm half succubus, Demon, because of that I have two lifestyle choices. Polyamory, or just being a total slut with complete strangers. I prefer the first."

She asked curiously, "How many?"

Tom said, "Oh, she's got two in the bag, and working on two more. Although it's more accurate to say we all have each other. It's not like she is dating four of us, we are all dating all of us."

Her eyes widened a bit when Bonnie and Gloria came in wearing robes and kissed me on the cheek as they went for coffee. All I had to say was thank god I was the only one that wandered naked in the house, which would stop if Amanda stayed with us.

After redoing the introductions I asked, "So what do you think, or are you completely freaked out?"

Her emotions were still all over the place, but it was hard to tell if that was because of her hateful mom, or that and my living arrangements.

She raised her eyes at me and waggled them as she said suggestively, "You did good Price, their all hot as hell."

Tom laughed and started choking on his coffee...

 

Chapter 24

Amanda decided to move in, and she turned out to be quite humorous and open minded as we talked over breakfast. She is still devastated about her mother, but seemed to be trying to work through it. I was sure it would take a long time, but she would heal. We had her settled in the second bedroom before it was time for work.

Before we left, Tom pulled me aside and asked if I could enchant our bedroom to be soundproof, as some of our games and role play got very loud. I agreed to take care of it after work, I was also planning on doing one gravity wave enchantment a night for the rest of the week, then two on Saturday and Sunday.

I wasn't sure how much good it would do, but I wanted to block the Elven dimension. Perhaps they already had Elves seeded all over, but this would prevent more of that, and some of those Elven scouts would eventually die out freeing their worlds from Elven influence all together. It wasn't perfect, but as a long term plan it was the best I had.

I hoped they wouldn't be able to find and disable the enchantments, they were tiny, and space was big. I thought if they could find it, they would have killed me that night last week, instead of trying to force me to remove the enchantments for them. It was far from perfect or sure, but that is how life works, if they ever become a threat again, at least we know how to stop them now.

Work was a slow day again, and though I knew the Elves weren't behind everything, I was curious about comparing last year's numbers to this next year, once it passed, to see how much the statistics changed. 

My mother contacted me at lunch, the explanation of what we were doing, and the request from the president to dismiss the charges, had gotten us off the hook for most of what we did last night. Two of the countries refused to reconsider things, and didn't drop the charges against us. My mother, Cat, and I were still on the most wanted list in them.

I snorted. That's gratitude for removing the invaders that wanted to destroy us? Nice... but I kind of saw it coming. No magic fixes for the real tensions between races; we just got rid of the Elves increasing those feelings through social sabotage.

I took Bonnie to Harmon for their date after work, I was surprised he had convinced her to have it in the Demon dimension, but I wasn't going to argue. Then I sat down and enchanted my walls to be sound proof before I took care of the first enchantment for locking down the Elven dimension.




Ashley's Tale - Demon's World 06



When I came out of my two hour trance, Amanda started questioning me on what I'd done, and why, and what it was for. I could see she was intrigued by the explanation, and she left the kitchen with a thoughtful look on her face.

With Tom and Gloria at work, I watched movies with Amanda until late. I had to go pick up Bonnie when she called, and I could tell she was a convert and onboard with adding Harmon to our group. At least, for the next stage of our relationship with him.

The next day at work, we actually did have to make an arrest. Now that people started to get back into their normal lives, with the imminent threat of the Elves gone, the bad had come back with the good. After work I picked up Harmon, he had cleared his evening to do something with Tom. They had seemed to start a friendship at the beach, so I wasn't too worried that would change.

After I did my enchantment for the day, once again I saw Amanda sitting at the kitchen table staring at me, this time with a determined look in her face and her emotions were all curiosity.

Amanda asked tentatively, "I think I will. I'll have to change tracks at the academy, but I think it will be worth it. So... what do I have to do."

I smiled, glad she had decided to release her power and said, "Nothing at all really, just sit still."

I reached out across the table and touched her forehead. It was not a difficult thing, I released her power then sat back.

She said, "That's it? I don't feel any different."

"It takes time, your full abilities would be overwhelming. In a few days you will start to feel the emotions of others around you, and even their surface thoughts when you touch them. I can start teaching you how to get in touch with nature after that." 

She asked, "You mean like growing a flower?"

I grinned. "Actually that one isn't that easy, we'll probably start with lightning, calling a storm, sensing magic flows."

She looked at me askance and said, "Shooting lightning is easier than growing a flower?"

I said, "Think about it, to grow a flower you need to understand the life of a flower, its structure, how it works in its entirety. Lightning is simply applying a positive and negative charge."

We talked about things for a while until she turned in for the night.

Bonnie pulled me into the bedroom and kissed me softly. I smiled when I saw the toys on the bed. Everything had been a little hectic and we hadn't had a chance to break them in yet. I had also decided that five in the group complicated things too, if those two worked out we would probably need to close the group.

We played for quite a while. My body was tied up, my ass was stinging and I was a quivering mess with the force of my last orgasm when Tom and Harmon walked in the room. After that, things got even more fun, as a succubus I had always wanted to be a centerpiece in an orgy, to feel the power of pleasuring so many at once. Best of all, this would be with family, the ones I loved and was growing to love as opposed to meaningless sex with strangers, the reason I had never done it before. It was an amazing night...

The week continued and it felt downright normal to me. There were no emergencies, no feds at my door, no threats to Earth.

On Sunday afternoon I deployed the gravity wave enchantments into orbit around the Elven world. I had considered telling them in some way, or explaining why, but decided that wouldn't matter. Afterwards, I took a portal to a deserted island and meditated.

I had a large loving family that was going well, a new Witch to train and pass on the joy of what we were. I still had full control of my magic, and things were good at work as I continued to get along with my partner. I was starting to wonder yet again, when the other shoe would drop. It was bound to happen sooner or later, life just wasn't this easy for me.

I considered that we might want to get a house, four plus one visiting a lot and we would need the space. More rooms so we could have one on one time, without kicking the rest of the group out of the main bedroom we would all share. Plus with Amanda there, it would just make sense. Plus, we never did get that bigger shower, and I really wanted one.

I felt a portal open and Cat stepped out.

"You picked a good spot, I come out here a lot myself. No need to go, just wanted to congratulate you and wish you luck."

I frowned, "For what?"

She looked at me scathingly in that way she had, I hated that, and said, "For such a strong and intelligent Witch you can be incredibly dense."

I opened my mouth to object, but she stepped back through the portal and it closed. I thought about what she had said and my conclusion shocked me. I scanned to be sure, and then smiled wistfully. A girl, half Angel, quarter Witch and Demon. Hopefully her life would be easier than mine had been so far. She would be another first, a mix of three races. I smiled, we would definitely need that house now.

I gently rubbed my stomach as I thought, for the other shoe, this wasn't so bad...