Jun 12 2014

Succubi Image of the Week 335

It is interesting to me the slight differences and variations in how Succubi are portrayed around the world. The are little things that remain the same, or almost so, but overall things have a certain flavour and that makes them… interesting…

Succubus by ValeryaSIREN

Succubus by ValeryaSIREN

This work is entitled Succubus and is by an artist on DeviantArt named ValeryaSIREN… You can find the page where I found this work originally here, and this artist’s page on DeviantArt can be found here as well…

There is a bit of an Eastern Europe feeling to this art at least to me. I find the mixture of life and darkness within this art contrast against each other very well. I do feel that her eyes are the centrepiece here, they are the windows to the soul after all. As well, the smooth flow of curves through her body, from the tips of her horns to the wrap that binds her is lovely…

There is an air of danger about her that I think is quite strong but in that danger comes what seems to be a glimmer of something else… Perhaps it is the life behind her or the talisman she holds in her hand…

All in all one of the most striking images of a Succubus that I have seen this year…



Jun 11 2014

Not really that much of a Smoking Hot Devil costume is it?

Smoking Hot Devil Costume
I’ve discovered a new level of trashy. I thought I had found the deepest depths of trashy, but, of course, I have been proven wrong… again.

This is called the Smoking Hot Devil costume and it comes with the skirt, panties, the top, the fingerless gloves, choker and horns. There is no tail and the pitchfork is not included nor is the stockings or shoes which the model is wearing…

It sells for $85 US but can be found for as little as $25 US…

Honestly this is one of the worst costumes of the year, and that I think is saying a lot. No style to it at all, nothing sexy about it, as it just screams trashy and I think the model who is wearing it was just on the edge of screaming in embarrassment when they took the picture of her.

I don’t like the horns, I don’t like the look. Strippers might though I kind of doubt that as they have higher standards.

And speaking of higher standards…

Zero out of five pitchforks.

I’ll pass on this and keep looking…



Jun 10 2014

A Review of For Love of a Succubus by Leona D. Reish

For Love of a Succubus by Leona D. Reish

For Love of a Succubus by Leona D. Reish

The question of the family of any Succubus, to me, makes for a very interesting story. The relationships between mother and daughter are important ones and they do shape the person the daughter becomes. But it also matters when the siblings, specifically brothers, are involved and then a very difficult question appears.

What if the Succubus wants her brother? What if the brother in turn isn’t quite sure himself about her, other than he has to protect her. What if she’s doing the same thing for him? What happens when it all comes to a head in one night and they both have to figure out where their relationship is going… And are they really brother and sister or something else?

The work tells the story of:

Living with a succubus can be trying at the best of times, so when Theodore overhears the demonic woman shout his childhood nickname in the height of self-pleasure; their relationship is destined to propel past simpler, platonic affection for the love of a succubus. These lustful, blue-skinned demons come with many tricks and talents, however. After this sleepless night, nothing will be the same between them.

Theo, also known as Teddy has a problem. His mother is a Succubus, as is his sister, and she wants him. He doesn’t know how to take this and in a moment of anger their relationship suffers. Then their Succubus mother has her say and Liz, his sister, makes things up to him… and very clearly tells him what she wants.

Liz, the Succubus of this story, is actually a kind of Succubus that isn’t written about very much. She has blue skin, not red or “normal” human skin and some might see her as being corrupted in a way, based on that. In truth she’s a lot more complex even if her nature need for sex gets the best of her at times. She cares about Teddy very much and in that comes a need that she can’t hide well which causes a conflict between them.

Liz’s mother is, for me, a lovely example of a mother that cares about her family and wants only the best for them, whatever that is. She’s fun, but also she’s a little bit mischievous and that made me like her very much and I wished she had been around a lot longer than she was. There is a little told about Liz and Theo’s father, but he, regrettably, never appears in the story.

Theo himself, being the centre of all that is going on around him, is lost in a way, but also very protective of his family, especially his sister and that felt right. While having to deal with a family that is all about sex and seduction isn’t an easy thing to do, the way he felt about his sister, how he wanted to protect her most of all… That really was touching and I respected him for that.

But Liz gets advice from her mother, finds Theo sleeping on the couch, and it isn’t long before there is some very hot Succubus taking control of things erotica that I did enjoy. It’s some of the best writing of a Succubus having her way with someone that I’ve seen in some time and I liked how Liz spoke, acted, and reacted to Theo as the story went on.

The story ends on what I thought was a lovely place, and really I’d like to see a part two with Liz’s mother being around more, or Liz and Theo being together, maybe Theo coming into his Incubus powers or something like that, but there’s a problem with that thought and I’ll get back to it.

The work is written well, though there are some minor errors in it like “breathe” for “breath” and some odd sentence structure at one or two points. The real problem I have is more of a relationship issue between Theo and his sister that I can’t quite get my mind around. In the summary of this work it is described as “blue-skinned succubus and adopted human brother” sex. But reading through the story, it changes to “succubus and human brother” then it changes again to “succubus and half-incubus brother” and this really bothers me a lot. I’m not sure which one of these is correct in the story and that would be something I’d like to know. What is said by Liz as the story plays out and she seduces him, makes me think that their mother is the same as is their father. It’s just very confusing and that part of the story needs to be straightened out.

Four out of five pitchforks.

A very hot story with really some wonderful Succubus evil, but in a very good way. The problem is that the base story is confused. Are they sister and adopted brother? Or is he really her brother? It keeps shifting around that point and confuses things which bothered me. And please, a little bit more editing as well?

Regardless of all of that, this is the best work by this author that has to do with Succubi I think and they have written a number of books, and a series, about them and Incubi. I will get around to review those works as well in time, but this one, being the one that I adore, needed to be first.



Jun 09 2014

Reflections by TeraS

A short story that fills in a little bit more of the story of the Realm. Maybe it only means something to me … maybe, just maybe, it is something more …


By TeraS


The question was asked by a rather young, red-tailed, raven-haired succubi that was trying to figure out what had been brought into her bedroom: “What is it?”

The answer—said, in a motherly way, by a regal-looking, red-tailed blond—was: “When the time is right, you’ll know, Daughter. Just leave things alone. Just know that someday you’ll know when you need to see it.”

She watched the workmen carefully, almost reverently, carry in, and then set into place, what seemed to be a … well … she really wasn’t sure. Her mother didn’t say what it was, but whatever it was stood at least twice her height and about as wide. A blue blanket or something—her mother did prefer blue around the palace for some reason, yet this seemed to be an exception—covered it, and a single gold ribbon was tied around the middle, holding the blanket or something in place.

Naturally, the moment her mother had left the room, with the workmen right behind her, the young red-tail marched over and took hold of the loose ends of the ribbon and started to pull on them. She did not like mysteries after all … She could take a peek and …

“Tera! Don’t you dare, young lady! I’ll make you walk the halls balancing your book on your horns for a month!”

She looked at her mother standing in the doorway and dropped the ribbon: “But …”

A finger wag, a mother’s look, and an added: “Just … please, Tera? For me? Just once? Curb yourself and be good?”

Tera tilted her head and then pointed at her horns: “See the horns?”

Her mother pointed at her own: “Get the picture?”

Tera smiled: “You know, that really makes for a good saying, Mom.”

She laughed as she left, her regal duties calling for her as they often did: “Just remember where you got it from.”

Tera leaned against a leather chair in her room, the one that she curled up in to read, usually very late into the night, and whispered: “Promise, Mom. Always.”

Time passed and she did, just barely, manage to not break her promise. The thing, whatever it was, remained covered, and Tera’s life changed as it was want to do. But even with changes in the room, or in Tera herself, that thing stood there covered and waiting for the longest time.

That all changed one night when Tera had a dream, one that she would never forget.

It started when she had been reading a book she had found in the Library of the Realm, a place that she loved more than any other to be honest, and one that she dreamed of, perhaps, getting permission from her mother to take charge.

A succubi could dream, couldn’t she?

It was well into the middle of the night, and she had turned herself in knots to find a comfortable position to read. But it was too comfortable, and she had nodded off, the book slipping out of her hands and landing with a thump on the floor beside her.

In her dream, Tera woke to find herself in her chair with her room looking odd. Instead of the reds with which she loved to highlight things, everything was in the deepest, darkest blacks. Looking around, and quite confused, she was about to call out when she heard a voice … her own voice: “I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to come and find me.”

Tera looked around the back of her chair—that seemed to be where her voice came from—and then she felt a hand tap her shoulder. Spinning around to see, she found herself face-to-face with … herself … sort of. It was her, but with … red hair? A black tail?

“Who are you?”

“We met … sort of … a long time ago, Tera.”

“I don’t …”

“Yes, you do. It was on the day of your birth, in your mother’s arms. I said ‘Hello’ then.”

Tera closed her eyes and didn’t say anything for the longest time. Then she opened her eyes: “I … remember a voice. Calling herself … Tail?”

“Not exactly. What I said was, ‘“Hello, Tera … I’m Tail …”’

Tera drew her legs up against her chest: “Who are you?”

“I’m … someone your mother knew … once … in the time before. In a way, you and I are prophecy for the Realm.”


“Meaning that I am … well … I’m your tail.”

“My … tail?”

“Exactly. I’ve been with you since the day you were born, and I’m always with you and watching out for you. You’re important.”

Tera laughed—not bitterly, just a simple laugh: “I’m nothing important. I’ll never be Queen or anything important like that. I’m just as happy to be me, and that’s all.”

Tail shook her head: “That’s something we’re going to have to work on. Not the part about you being happy to be yourself, that’ll never change.”

“What, then?”

“The part about you thinking you’re nothing important. You’ll find out, eventually, about that.”

The two beings just looked at each other, then Tera asked: “So, why are you here now?”

“You’re going to need someone to talk to soon. There’s something coming, Tera, and, when it arrives, you are going to find your world is changing. I’m here to help.”

“I can talk to my mother and father, you know.”

Tail smiled, softly: “I hope so. But I’ll be here.”

“How am I supposed to speak to you? I can’t just knock myself out when I want to see you or something.”

“When you wake up, pull that ribbon and see what you mother brought you.”

“Not supposed to …”

“… until the time is right. It is, Tera. Do it soon; you’ll need me.”

Tail picked up the book and dropped it to the floor with a loud bang. And the dream ended, Tera finding herself back in her own room, the reds she loved in the right places once more.

She saw the thing, whatever it was, standing in its spot as it had since the day it had first arrived and she walked over to it. Holding the ribbon in her hands, she hesitated, thinking about what her mother had said, and what her Tail had said—and that in itself just sounded weird. No one had ever talked to her about that sort of thing, but her Mother had told her that she was special.

Tera had always thought that was just what mothers told their daughters, something that she hoped someday to do as well… if she found the right person to be her Eternal that was.

She was about to let go of the ribbon and chalk up her dream to being up reading far too late when she saw something out of the corner of her eye.

Her tail was hovering there. And it held a small white sign on a stick which read: “Ribbon. Pull. NOW!”

This was new, and a little bit frightening to be honest. Then the sign spun around until it read: “I haven’t got all day.”

Her tail then moved back behind her and, when she looked at it, the sign was gone, but the tip of her tail, the heart-shaped end of it … seemed to be looking right at her.

Tera thought about this, and then realized that she had seen her tail do the same thing many times before, but she was sure had imagined it looking at her, it couldn’t possibly do that.

But it could.

And so, the ribbon was pulled, the blue blanket slid off and Tera had her very first look at … The Mirror.

It was edged in gold, the frame being made of images of succubi and incubi entwined together in various ways. And in the mirror itself, was a mirror image of Tera’s room, but all in black, and her other self, her Tail, standing there in the mirror, arms crossed over her chest and tapping a foot in irritation: “It’s about time.”

“This is weird. Mom’s never going to believe this.”

“What makes you think I wouldn’t, Daughter?”

Tera spun around to see her mother standing at the door and looking inside. She nodded at the mirror and asked: “May I come in? The time appears to be right. I’d … like to meet her.”

Tera looked at her mother, then her Tail: “I … um …”

Her Tail moved to one side so she could look at the Queen and called out from the mirror: “Come in, Your Majesty. It’s been a while.”

Tera’s mother came into the room and stood beside her, the two looking into the mirror, but instead of seeing both of their reflections there, only the red-haired, black-tailed image of Tera’s Tail-self was there.

The Queen asked: “Are you alone?”

Tail shrugged: “Not really. This is … just the best way to be able to talk to you … both of you.”

“Are you …”

“You know the answer. You’ve always known.”

The Queen nodded, just once, and then turned to Tera: “Daughter … Tera … I know this is a lot to take in. Honestly, I didn’t believe what the white tails told me. But they’ve been right so far.” She looked into the mirror: “I trust her. Listen to her. Confide in her. But make your own choices.”

Tera asked, quietly, as she looked into the mirror: “Who are you?”

Her Tail smiled and was about to answer when the Queen did: “She’s your Tail.”

“I’m so confused.”

“I’m sure it will be interesting for you both. You’re going to be stuck with each other for a long time to come.”

Tera had a thought and asked: “Do you see … everything, Tail?”

Tail smirked: “Everything … Redi-Whip included.”

The Queen looked at Tera: “Redi-Whip? Something I should know about, Daughter?”

Tera buried her face in her hands: “Thanks, Tail. I owe you one.”

They talked into the early morning, talked until Tera couldn’t go on and she crawled into bed, falling asleep the moment her head hit the pillow. After her daughter was tucked in, the Queen approached the mirror and saw Tail standing there and watching.

Her Majesty nodded: “I owe you.”

Tail nodded: “You never owed me anything. I did this for her.”

“Look after her for me.”

“Promise. She’ll never be alone.”

“That’s all I can ask for.”

Jun 08 2014

A Review of The Succubus’ Sub – Session Nine: Lessons Learned by John Dylena

The Succubus’ Sub – Session Nine: Lessons Learned by John Dylena

The Succubus’ Sub – Session Nine: Lessons Learned by John Dylena

Today I am continuing my review of the series The Succubus’ Sub, by John Dylena. You can find the review of the first book in the series here. The second book was reviewed here and the third can be found here. The fourth work’s review can be found here with the fifth book’s review here on the Tale and the sixth was reviewed here. The seventh book was reviewed here and the eighth work in the series here. This will be the review of the ninth work in the series.

If you think about it, Succubi are the experts in role playing. If you can imagine it, there’s every possibility that a Succubus can make it true. That in itself is an amazing ability to have.

So what happens when things get a little out of hand and something unexpected happens? On the one hand it reveals something important. On the other it asks an important question of not just the Succubus herself, but her Sub as well…

It tells the story of:

After an eventful weekend, Brett is ready to get back to work. Only Myserra won’t let him.

The morning after a sex-filled night with his mistress, she tells him that they’re taking the day off from work. Instead of meetings and reports, Myserra introduces Brett to roleplay.

But when a third joins their party, things heat up as Brett undergoes a different kind of transformation, one leaving him with a body that is anything but human.

Myserra takes Brett away from the day to day life he leads and brings him into something a little bit different. A bit of fun, a surprise or two later, and then the real shock comes when Brett finds that Brooke wants to come out to play and Myserra makes that something more. But at what cost… That’s the question that remains.

The most interesting part of this work was the role playing that went on between Myserra, Brett. Brooke when she appears, and Heather. It isn’t so much the role playing itself. It’s the emotional impact that Brett faces as a result of Myserra’s actions. He has to come clean about something, something that he didn’t want to talk about. It’s that hesitation, the uncertainty in that moment that I thought was really so very well done.

There’s a lot more to this, and in that comes a transformation which Myserra provides and it changes Brooke in a way that I didn’t see coming exactly. The method was one that I didn’t think of, but it makes complete sense in this universe and I’m glad it was used in the way it was. This provides some very erotic moments between Brooke and Heather, and a truth about Heather that I sort of agree with. It seems to fit her situation, who she is, and all of the teasing and pushing that Heather has done over the series to Brett.

The character development is actually quite a lot for Brett, having to come to terms with his own desires than he has in the past. Heather as well becomes a more vibrant character in the series as well in this work in that her secret is told. But in spite of that, she’s every bit the person she was before… You just understand her motives better and that helped me, at least, to be able to like her more than I did before.

Myserra on the other hand remains very much a mystery emotionally with Brett. By that I mean her true feelings for him haven’t quite come out, but there are hints of that throughout this work that were fascinating to read. The one thing that becomes crystal clear is that she does care about Brett very much and as his Mistress she takes that role in his life very seriously. As she should and as I wouldn’t have expected any less from her.

I mentioned the role playing, and there are two separate scenes in this work of that. Of the two, I felt that the second was a stronger, more emotional chapter in the story. The connection between Myserra and Brett/Brooke, was more… special… I think is the best way to put it. In the first, with the addition of Heather and what transpires there with her and with Brooke as well didn’t quite have the same impact. Yes, the first is more important for what Myserra does to Brett and it leads to the second scene well. I think it was a lighter scene emotionally while the second was more emotionally draining for both Myserra and Brett/Brooke.

The work ends on a very interesting situation, one that I have been hoping to see for some time. What that means going forwards in this series is a really important question. If there is an answer to this, I’m not sure that either Myserra or, for that matter, Brooke will want to use it. When there is a doorway open to you that solves an important question, do you go through it or do you close the door? I don’t think that Brett or Myserra can manage to do that now.

By far this is the best work of the series so far, the writing is excellent, the character development was intriguing, the erotic moments we hot and well told. All in all a lovely, sensual and seductive work that leaves one waiting and anticipating the next work to come.

I’ll give this work four and a half pitchforks out of five.

Lovely hot scenes, some real surprises i wasn’t expecting, and that always peaks my interest. Something really important has happened. Myserra, Brett and Heather now have to deal with it… I am wondering how that’s going to go… Somehow I think there’s a surprise coming that none of them expected…



Jun 07 2014

A YouTube Succubus Art in progress series…

Something a little bit different this time on the Tale… I found a lovely piece of Succubus art and in doing so I also found a series of YouTube videos that show the creation of this art…

The series can also be seen at the following links if you cannot see the series here on the Tale…





As well, here is the finished work, by an artist called MediumOoO on DeviantArt and you can find the work in all of its wonderful glory here.

Succubus in Darkness by MediumOoO

Succubus in Darkness by MediumOoO

I think this work is unique in several ways. The one thing that strikes me is how she is placed between the light and the darkness. She seems to bridge the space between the two and in doing so there is a kind of sadness in her expression. The mood is almost melancholy, as if she is thinking about her past and her future… She is slightly more “demonic” in appearance with spikes on her tail and so on, but there is still beauty within her to be seen.

But it is the overwhelming sense of sadness in her eyes, the marks around them, her pose, her hesitation, that makes me wonder who she is, what she thinks about her world and, at least I think, her longing to be if not free of what binds her, at least given a choice to decide for herself…

Something that I think she hasn’t had in time immoral…

Lovely striking art which bring many thoughts to me that I should try to do something with sometime soon…



Jun 06 2014

A Review of Hell To Pay: Carnival of Lust by Marc Cabot

Hell To Pay: Carnival of Lust by Marc Cabot

Hell To Pay: Carnival of Lust by Marc Cabot

To my pleasant surprise this week… Actually two of them, but the latter I’ll reveal at the end of this review, I was delighted to learn that Marc Cabot had released a new work in his Hell to Pay series which has one of my favourite Succubi in it. I reviewed the first two works in this series here on the Tale and with that, I’ll be reviewing the third work Hell To Pay: Carnival of Lust.

Temptation exists all around, and who is better to see that temptation and revel in it but a Succubus? What can a Succubus do in the middle of temptations all around her but have fun within that moment… and whom can tell her were her boundaries are, or make her learn about herself? That question matters and always will.

It tells the story of:

Simon Marshall and Lily the Succubus are in New Orleans for Mardi Gras, and the French Quarter will never be the same. The first night of Carnival is easy – just a little trip to the Quarter’s hottest strip club, where the stage show gets a lot wilder than even old New Orleans would expect.

But after that, things get dangerous.

First Lily becomes an unlikely heroine by helping Simon save a pretty damsel in distress – and punishing the villain distressing her in ways he’ll never forget. Simon, meanwhile, enjoys the hero’s reward he deserves when gorgeous blonde Brittany expresses her thanks with Lily’s help.

And finally, on Mardi Gras itself, Simon has to face Angelique, a voodoo priestess who’s after Lily’s power and Simon’s spirit. Together the magician and his demon lover can easily overcome her. But at what cost to Simon’s one hope for escaping the Pact that will doom him to Hell? The only weapon that can save him… is lust. And for once, it isn’t Lily who has to fan the flames.

Simon and Lily love parties and what better place for a party than Mardi Gras in New Orleans? All kinds of delicious lust for Lily, a temptingly seductive Succubus to enjoy and the fun that she can provide. But with the fun comes a some unexpected events and moments for them both.

As this is an in-between chapter in the story of Simon and Lily, it tells about a moment between their beginning and where their story goes. In that comes a bit of Lily being a little bit more seductive and tempting in a way, perhaps a bit more rough around the edges of what she thinks and understands about Simon. This works really well as she is… more tending in her personality, wants and needs to be trying to make Simon slip up, as she would try to do as a Succubus. But as well Simon himself is subtly trying to teach Lily something as well and its interesting to see how that effects each of them.

Lily, who is really one of my most favourite Succubi, does something in this work that, for me, really gave me a smile. She of course has to have a costume for Mardi Gras, and honestly it’s just perfect in how it is described and in my thoughts the entire look just seems so familiarly… right. Lily is a redhead of course, but the description of her tail and wings, in how she’s dressed up, is more seduction and the power within that image. Personally, I like that so much better than the entire “hooves” look. Which, by the way, Simon seems to agree with me. And interesting enough, I think that Lily does too. Seduction and beauty trumps… everything. And Lily knows it.

There are three main events in this work, one in which Lily and Simon are heroes, one where Lily fulfills a fantasy for Simon, and one in which the darker side of magic rears its head. I felt that the best of these was the first of these. It was interesting to see how Simon did things that Lily didn’t expect and how Lily herself used her powers to not just control things, but to make things better. Something that was a surprise to her.

The second, the fantasy, was Lily being her best as a Succubus. Fulfilling a fantasy, doing all of the things that Simon wanted and more. But with that temptation and all that Lily gives, there is a surprise in the end that she didn’t see coming either.

The last, where darkness came to them both, showed Lily at her most dangerous. She wasn’t evil exactly, but she showed what lays under the lovely seductive vision in wait for those that are not careful. We’re seen a hint of that in another work, but in this one… well… Her claws come out and she’s all fire and brimstone. As that part of the story unfolds, Lily isn’t the focus of things, Simon is, but again, it’s what happens at the end, the surprise that Lily is faced with that was for me so well done.

The heat in the story is just right, not over the top, not that Lily does things that make no sense for who she is or what she can do. She’s every bit the seductive temptress that I have come to love throughout this series. When she turns herself to being temptation, it is with unabashed pleasure and she revels in every single moment of what she does to those around her. Including Simon. But with that comes a lovely joy in discovering the world of Mardi Gras, the lusts that for Lily are so tasty, and what she can do with them.

It’s a wonderfully written story filled with all sorts of lovely character growth, scenes, moments of passion and discovery. There are some truths told for both Lily and Simon, there are things said and done which drew them both together and reaffirmed for me why I love the two of them so much in this series.

Five out of five pitchforks.

I’ve missed Lily very much and it was nice to see her and Simon in an “in-between” moment that I felt showed how things unfolded in their relationship, but also in how Lily thought. And in doing so, she learned things that she never expected she would.

And, one last note about this work, that other surprise I mentioned… Marc dedicated this work to me and I just wanted to express my thanks and really how much I was overwhelmed when he dropped that surprise on me. The dedication is… right. I can’t explain it any better than that.

Respectfully Dedicated to Her Majesty, Tera.

With my gratitude for showing the world that there is more

to Succubi than meets the eye…

and without whom Lily would not be the character that she is.

Thank you Marc, it means more than I can say… and so does Lily…