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Dec 25 2011

Wintry SuccuLand – The Succubi Queen’s 2011 Christmas Manip…

Happy Christmas to all!

It’s time once again for my annual Succubi Christmas manip, and this year it’s perhaps a little less Christmasy but still very much Succubish…

I call it…

Wintry SuccuLand…

Now, there are two versions of this work, the first one, which is okay, but not perfect…

Winter SuccuLand by TeraS

Winter SuccuLand by TeraS

 

And the story, for those that want to read that here, is sung to the tune of Winter Wonderland

Winter SuccuLand

By TeraS

 

Succubi sing, are you listening,

Tails swishing, nipples glistening

A beautiful sight,

You’re horny tonight.

Moaning in a winter SuccuLand.

 

Gone away is your will dear,

Horny to stay you will be dear

You’ll do what I say,

As your mind goes away,

Moaning in a winter SuccuLand.

 

In the bedroom you’ll be on your knees,

Whining and needing to obey.

 

I’ll ask: Are you horny?

You’ll moan: Yes Ma’am!

And then you’ll show me

How well you can obey.

 

Later on, you’ll be mewling,

Begging at my feet, you’ll be doing

Your face deliciously blank,

Completely my slave,

Moaning in a winter SuccuLand.

 

In the bedroom you’ll be on your knees,

My collar tight around your throat

I’ll have lots of fun with you my dear,

At least until I manage to wear you out.

 

When a thrall succumbs, ain’t it thrilling,

A good pet is always willing

We’ll frolic and play, the Succubi way,

Moaning in a winter SuccuLand.

But, with the love, caring, and help of my heart, a much better version came to be, and that is the one that I will cherish always…

Wintry SuccuLand by TeraS

Wintry SuccuLand by TeraS

And the story goes like this…

Hear me sing! Are you listening?

Swishing tail, green eyes glistening:

you sigh at the sight,

so horny tonight,

moaning in my wintry SuccuLand.

 

Gone away is your will, dear,

as your spine, feels a chill, dear.

Your mind fades away.

You’ll do what I say,

moaning in my wintry SuccuLand.

 

In the bedroom, on your knees, so needy,

whimpering, so desperate to obey,

You’ll moan, “Oh, I want you!” I’ll purr, “Please me,”

then touch your mind so you know just the way.

 

Later on, you’ll be mewling

at my feet, licking, drooling,

content with your place—

my slave with blank face

moaning in my wintry SuccuLand.

 

In the bedroom, on your knees, so needy

as you feel my collar, warm and tight.

I’ll have fun with you but won’t be greedy:

you’ll be in bliss as I ride you all night.

 

You’ll succumb; it’s so thrilling

when a pet is so willing.

We’ll frolic and play the Succubi way,

moaning in my wintry SuccuLand.

 

As an aside, this post marks the 1,500th Tale post I have written…

I wish you all a Merry Christmas and all of the best for the New Year!

 

Love and Huggles A;ways…

Tera

2 comments

  1. avatar
    James

    I don’t think the heart of yours did much of substance. The first one is fantastic.

    Fifteen-hundred posts, and I didn’t get you anything . . . oh, wait . . .

    Alone in the night, I felt your tail,
    twining around me,
    fondling every erogenous spot,
    hardening and moistening all the right things
    until I couldn’t say “No.”

    Alone in the night, I met her: Tail.
    Deftly, she bound me,
    made me a slave to all that she’s got
    (with her sweet, leather-clad touch, my body sings).
    I’d never want to say “No.”

    You came in the night, told me your Tale.
    Now you astound me
    with daily posts, magic, funny, hot,
    opening my mind and giving my soul wings.
    I’ll stay. There’s so much to know.

  2. avatar
    TeraS

    *snugs*

    You, my heart, give me joy in your words, love in your hope, and you are with me always…

    Tera

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