Feb 12 2013

Desires 64

Today brings to a close this tale in Desires… And an ending that, ii not perfect, tells much about us doesn’t it?


Desires – Needs

By BFSlave and Tera S

Part Twenty-Four


(Interior: a high-rise penthouse bedroom)

He watched her getting ready. It was their anniversary. He could hardly believe it had been 100 years tonight. They were going dancing at a retro nightclub that was very familiar to them. It was the club where they met. Tera used her considerable influence to keep the club open and restored every couple of decades. They went there every year. First dinner at a beautiful little Italian resturant they discovered a few years ago, then off to the club for dancing and drinks (non-alcoholic, just like that first night). Then back home for another night of passionate love making. He thought back to that life-changing night…..

They had reached their peak together, a cocoon of energy surrounding them. At the very moment of climax, time slowed for them. They lingered in the moment of the most beautiful, powerful orgasm either of them had ever experienced. Their souls joined together at that moment. Their minds touched. They became as one being. In that moment of suspended bliss, they saw into each other. She saw and felt the pain of loneliness as he was rejected over and over again. Her glowing green eyes filled with tears as she felt everything through his eyes. But that was nothing compared to what he was seeing. The night she became a Succubi. Her life transformed. And the beginning of centuries of loneliness. Lovers growing old and dying while she remained the same, something inside her stopping herself from transforming them. Either not sure they could handle it or not sure they could resist letting their new power corrupt them. Then she had a dream. Long before they met, lifetimes ago, she dreamed about someone with a heart like hers. More than a lover, a soulmate. She searched for him everywhere and everywhen, until that fateful night. He understood now that they were meant to be together. She’d searched for him before he was even born. He couldn’t stop himself from crying.

He smiled at the memory, his eyes closed. He opened them to watch her change some more… literally. Her hair color, her eyes, her body, her dress, she shifted through dozens of combinations. Human or Succubi, women always take forever to get ready., he laughed to himself. She turned to him, and back to normal. Smiling she said, “Forgotten I can read minds, have we?” He walked over to her and said, “Yeah, that must’ve been it”. They wrapped their arms around each other and touched their foreheads together, their horns gently rubbing each others. His skin was a shade or two darker then hers. Their eyes glowed lightly and, with a soft growl, they kissed and wrapped their tails around them. The reservations can wait, her voice echoed in his mind. He replyed in her mind, For you, my love, the whole world can.
The End

Thanks to my friend Mistress Tera for my first RP and to Gasman for some constructive criticism early on.


Love, Huggles, and always for you dearest Derrick…





Feb 11 2013

Storm Clouds 182 – An ongoing Succubi Story

This is the continuing story of the Succubi called Storm Clouds… believe it or not.

It’s been a long time since I have written this story and I hope that, in some way, the wait is worth it.

Though it might not be, but then… We’ll see.

If you want to read previous chapters, please click here…

Stay tuned I hope…


Storm Clouds 181

Chapter 26

By TeraS



Tom pushed Nina to the side of the elevator and out of sight of the guards, motioning for her to hold the elevator doors open. He stood opposite to her and tapped his gun against the elevator’s railing: “Four guards, one at the desk, three standing. Lousy odds. Got any ideas?”

Nina pressed the door button with her right hand and thought a moment, “Can’t kill them … can we, Tom?”

The look he gave her was one of disbelief, “You actually think I would do that?”

“No. You wouldn’t … but I would … if I had to.”


She took a quick look at the guards, “Well, two of them are the Dark’s pawns. As far as I’m concerned, killing them would be a mercy. The other two are innocent …”

“Nina, you can’t just kill for no reason. That’s …”

“It does, Tom. Regularly. It had Patricia killed for no reason.”

Tom took a long hard look at Nina, “You are not it; neither am I.”

Nina nodded in approval, “When we forget that, it wins.”

“So, what’s the plan?”

Nina’s tail swished slightly, “How about I give them something they’ll never forget?”

“Why does that tone bother me?”

Nina’s smile was a thin one: “Can I hurt them, just a little?”

“Define ‘hurt.’”

Nina’s answer came in a shriek from the guards as they fell to their knees and then onto their sides clutching between their legs … while Nina looked at Tom with a smile he knew was much less innocent than it appeared to be.

“Scratch that. I don’t want to know.”


Tom looked towards the guards: “Really.”

“You’re no fun.”

“I’ll bet you’re a ton of fun at parties, too.”

Nina’s innocent smile became a smirk, “You are coming to my next one, Tom. Promise.”

“Great. Can hardly wait. Come on, time’s ticking.”

The two left the elevator and entered the lobby, making for the exit. Her heels clicked loudly on the floor as she ran slightly ahead of him.

“Why all the rush to get out of here, Nina?”

“We screwed with two of the Dark’s toys. That means we’re officially on it’s shit list. And knowing it, that means any kind of trap that’s ever been sprung is coming our way.”

Tom looked around, seeing only the guards on the floor, while the rest of the lobby was empty. “Something’s wrong. This place should have all kinds of people around. It’s never this empty.”

Nina kept her focus on the doors ahead of them, “Move your ass, Tom. Think later …”

They were about halfway to the exit when it happened. It wasn’t just that the lights went out, it was like the entire world was pulled out from under them and was replaced by complete and total blackness.

Nina grabbed Tom by the arm and the two skidded to a stop. “Shit! Tom, get behind me, cover my tail.”

Tom moved behind Nina and had the weirdest feeling when her tail brushed against his back. He couldn’t understand it, but … somehow, he felt like he had felt something like it before.

“What’s going on?”

Nina was silent, looking around them before she answered, “Seems like it’s trap was designed to scare the crap out of people and hold them in place until some of it’s minions could deal with the problem.”

Tom lowered his gun slightly, “Which means what?”

“Which means the exit is likely still in front of us, but we can’t see the floor or anything else.”

“But the floor is there.”

“Has to be, right? Otherwise how are we still standing here?”

Tom nodded at that logic, “Okay, Professor Nina: what now?”

Nina’s tail wrapped itself around Tom’s waist, “Now I keep moving and you watch behind us. Whatever happens, don’t let anything get near my tail.”

Tom remembered what Nina had said, “Count on it. Get us the hell out of here.”

They moved slowly, much too slowly for Tom’s liking, but this was Nina’s world, not his. Nothing happened for what seemed like hours until Tom thought he saw something move in front of him and shot at it, the gunshot loud in the silence around them.


“Something came close. Couldn’t tell what.”

“Right. Moving faster. Keep up.”

“Never fast enough for me.”

They moved on, nothing else happening until Nina bumped into something with a thud and complained about it, “Damn it. Okay, found the wall. Door’s got to be here somewhere…”

That didn’t sit well with him, but he didn’t say anything, instead just following her movements, until Nina moved suddenly and a blast of light pushed at the darkness around them, being swallowed up by it.

“This way out. Come on, Tom, move your …”

Whatever it was struck Tom in the chest and shoved him into Nina, knocking the wind out of them both. The next thing Tom knew, both he and Nina tumbled onto the pavement outside. He scrambled to his feet and moved to help her.

She was in trouble. Tom had gotten clear, but she was halfway inside the building, with something pulling at her legs and drawing her back inside, while her tail swatted at the blackness around her. She clawed at the concrete and yelled at him, “Tom! Get the hell out of here!”

He closed the distance between them and shook his head slightly, “Sorry, Nina. Can’t do that. Can’t leave my partner.”

The look in her eyes was one that Tom had never expected: fear. “This time, you have to! This is something you can’t deal with! Get the hell out of here!”

Tom, to his credit, didn’t. Instead he took hold of Nina with one hand and started shooting into the building at the same time.

“No! Not losing either of you!”

Whether it was Tom’s bullets, Tom’s anger, or something else, he would never be able to figure out …

… but whatever it was just let go of Nina and then slammed the door closed.

The two looked at each other …

“Persistent bastard, eh?”

“Obviously not as persistent as you.”

… and then the sound of metal shrieking made them look up as they both scrambled to their feet.


“Shut up and close your eyes!”

Anyone watching would have seen a window washing platform fall onto two people that had been unfortunate enough to stumble on their way out of the building and get in the way.

What they wouldn’t have seen was a purple puff of smoke and the smell of lemons in the air as Nina and Tom bampfed away …

Feb 10 2013

A Review of Those Who Howl by Kelouisa

Those Who Howl by Kelouisa

Those Who Howl by Kelouisa

I found a collection of an author’s works that has in it one story about an Incubus. And that story is a bit different from what you might expect from a story about them which makes it interesting to me…

The book is a collection of:

Three short erotic paranormal tales. In “Territory,” a young photographer is seduced by her stunning young model, a wolf in man form who loves nothing more than a good romp. In “Rae of Sunshine,” a lovely young blood donor inspires more than bloodlust in her controlled vampire. In “Incubus Made Flesh,” Balt peeps in on a young woman pleasuring herself; her passion solidifies his form in an unusual way.

As this is a collection of stories, I will be reviewing them individually and then give a rating of the work as a whole.

Territory – A werewolf story, but not your typical one. Instead of focusing on the transformation or seeing things from the were’s eyes, the story is told from the point of view of the woman that loves him. It doesn’t talk so much about what happens between them sexually, but instead on how they meeting each other transformed their lives. It’s well thought out and I felt like I was looking over the woman’s shoulder through the story. A change from the usual and in this case, that was very welcome. There is a real, powerful relationship between the two characters in this story and I found it a refreshing, welcome change.

Rae of Sunshine – A vampire story, but again not your typical one once again. It’s interesting to watch the mirror that exists between the woman, a human, who needs more than the vampire can give, and the vampire, who must control himself and deny her what she wants. The strife between the two characters is there, but it’s not overpowering to the point where the sexuality of the story is destroyed by it. There is, of course, an erotic scene that plays out and in that moment some of the inner thoughts of both characters come out in the open. It’s nice to have a vampire story that isn’t “perfect” and in this case, neither of the characters are that.

Incubus Made Flesh– The Incubus story of the collection. Balthazar is the Incubus of the story, and normally he exists in the dream world without physical form. He watches a woman pleasure herself and discovers himself drawn into the real world. I was hoping for more when the ending of the story came, it wasn’t what I hoped would happen based on the other two stories in the collection. The overwhelming sadness in Balthazar is palatable though out the story and the raw sexuality of the woman he watches which draws out his own needs is very erotic and well written. Again, this isn’t a “normal” Incubus story and that makes it work very well.

I’m giving this work three out of five pitchforks, and the Incubus story four of out five pitchforks.

Well written, lovely emotions, settings, and characters. I think that the author would be well served to focus on any of these short stories and make a longer novel about them…



Feb 09 2013

An interesting pair of leather Succubus Vambraces

I spent another afternoon looking on etsy.com again looking for Succubus things and I found something that I thought was really well done and is different, but I’m not exactly sure what kind of costume you would use with it…

Red leather succubus vambraces by Barbwire & Roses LeatherwareThese are a pair of red leather vambraces which have the image of the Warcraft succubus on them by Barbwire & Roses Leatherware. You can find them on etsy.com here if you want to see a larger image of them.

The person making these is based in Europe and they are selling them for 85 Euros plus shipping.

For those that don’t know what these are, you wear them on your wrists to protect them, and I would think that for someone that likes roleplaying in Dungeons and Dragons in costume, this might be something to consider…

They do note they will make them in different colours and are willing to place other creatures or creations on them as well, so it’s not just for those that like Succubi…

I’m really quite impressed with the quality of the art on them and also the quality and thought that has been placed into them by the creators. It’s obvious from looking through their catalog of offering on esty.com that they have a lot of experience in working with leather and it brings a thought to me…

I wonder if they do special orders of more… interesting items…

I will have to find out about that…



Feb 08 2013

A Review of Curse of the Succubus by Scarlett Skyes

Curse of the Succubus by Scarlett Skyes

Curse of the Succubus by Scarlett Skyes

Hope. A simple little word isn’t it? But in truth it isn’t… It can be both a boon and a curse. You can have hope and make dreams be true, or you can lose hope and fall into… quite literally.. hell.

It is, I think, one of the most rare things for a Succubus to have. They are not expected to have hope, nor are they allowed to hold it in them.

But in spite of that belief…. There is hope. And when it appears… Then things change…

It tells the story of:

Mary has been cursed to roam the earth as a Succubus until she is impregnated by a man who loves her rather than lusts after her. Centuries of evidence convinces her that such a man can’t exist until she meets Clinton but can they fall in love before her curse brings the entire town down on top of them?

There are many things to like about this work and the first of these is Mary herself. While she does not have the appearance of a Succubus in the traditional way, that meaning she has no horns or tail, her tale of how she became a Succubus is really, for me, one of the most engrossing parts of it. It isn’t so much the how it happens, but what she sees, feels, and thinks that is a change from how such things are normally done. While there are some echoes which harken back to the more… brutal legends… It isn’t about that so much as how Mary tries to deal with being cursed to be a Succubus.

This means that she cannot stay in one place too long and there is something odd about her eyes. Two very important threads in the story which come to haunt her over and over again. Thinking about what the curse means, it makes a great deal of sense what happens as things progress along.

The hardest part of the work is when Mary has managed to lose her hope, force it away from her and try to live what life she has. But then, that’s when she meets Clinton and then the story becomes very interesting. The emotional confusion over him from Mary is intense and very real and true to who she is. More so, the reveals about Clinton are heartbreaking and make him a strong presence in the story as well.

It’s his past, the way things unfold for him, and what, ultimately, he has to face in understanding Mary, but also seeing within himself that ties the threads together perfectly. I did feel that at one point, when he confronts Mary about what she does in the town, that he felt a little less true to who he is. His language changes a bit and while I could understand why that happens, it just didn’t seem right for the words he uses to come from him.

That is a little nitpick I know, but, really after getting an idea of his personality in my mind and his voice as well, that change just… felt odd. I did mention hope for Mary, and in truth there is within Clinton a hope as well. It’s the connection of both, the need to believe in hope and the loss of it, that makes the connection, the spark between the two… perfect.

There are moments that are erotic, but they are not crass. No, they are for the two of them, exactly what they should be. The moment when for Mary, her hope is rekindled and for Clinton the hope he was shown comes clear. Truly one of the most passionate, wonderful scenes that I have read in some time and it left me wanting so much more when the last page came.

Beautifully written, warm, real characters in a situation that both forces them together and at the same time has them draw from each other. It’s not often that a Succubus story makes me cry, and this one did at so many turns.

The story ends, regretfully, at a point which leaves so many questions unanswered. I won’t spoil those questions here but to say that the mark of a good storyteller is to leave you wanting more when the story is done. This one certainly does that and I will be looking for the next tale of these two whenever it should appear…

I hope it will…

I’m giving this work five out of five pitchforks.

The story isn’t over and I really do look forward to what the future holds for Mary and Clinton. There is always the dark around them, but then, there is also their own light to help them. And I do, so very much, look forward to what the future brings…

For it is hope.



Feb 07 2013

Succubi Image of the Week 266

I really like classy Succubi most of all. I think that the more mature and intelligent a Succubi is, the most appealing they will be…

I found a wonderful example of this on DeviantArt this week… And in a way the outfit she is wearing reminds me of one or two that I own which makes it even more delicious…

Office by ToxicKiba

Office by ToxicKiba

This art is called Office and is by an artist on DeviantArt calling themselves ToxicKiba. I found this art here originally and you can see this artist’s page on DeviantArt here as well.

I love the classy look she has, a nice set of horns and a perfect tail for her I think. The outfit really works nicely with her body and look too…

Her pose has a lot of confidence behind it, and that makes it so delicious as well…

Her outfit is very much like one that I wear on occasion, though the one I own is all black in colour, I think of it as sort of a “power” outfit.

And really isn’t that what all Succubi should have?

So many story ideas have occurred to me because of this art, and I hope that I finish some of them soon…



Feb 06 2013

Just isn’t what a Succubus costume should be…

It strikes me that when costumes are promoted they should look good, appear in a photo that flatters them and makes them look better, and, most of all shouldn’t look like they were dropped in muddy water and then handed to the model to wear.

At least I think so.

Demon High Cheerleader Costume

This is called the Demon High Cheerleader Costume, and it comes with a bloody print pleated dress with an attached devil tail, a pair of headband horns and the blue pom-poms.

It sells for $45 US.

Lots and lots of problems with this costume. First of all, why would they use so much blue? It’s not a “devil” or “demon” colour really so that makes no sense to me at all.

The next thing that gets to me is why… Why oh why have blood marks on the costume? What’s the point of that?

It really makes the entire costume look like it was dropped in something and then the model just put it on. I wouldn’t wear this because of the dirty filthy look in the first place, but in the second it just looks so wrong.

I would also like to know who decided that a pair of white heels would work best with this costume. Seriously, make up your mind with the colour scheme please?

The tail is lousy and the horns do nothing for me as well.

I’ll give this a zero and I would rate it a minus 10 if I could honestly…

Avoid. Just don’t do this…