Feb 11 2009

Not a good day

Nothing else to say.

 

Tera

Feb 10 2009

A Reply to Kevin…

Last night a reader of the Tale left this message behind:

Hi Tera,

I’ve visited your site a number of times over the last year or so(after becoming interested in the succubus legend(?) and doing a search)…it’s a good site and i like the setup. I find myself intrigued by you (and any female interested in the succubus mindset, especially a hot one like yourself judging by your picture…you’d do a succubus entity proudly i believe (want a soul? …only a piece at a time mind you, not all at once ;-))…

anyway, just a little bit about me…i had what i call a paranormal experience a few years ago (it was diagnosed as schizophrenia) and to make it short, have been intimate with a few spirits on occasion (no succubi per say, but a few on the angelic side as well as a few on the non angelic side, but all ’spirits’ if you will)…my ‘experience’ lasted about 8-10 months and included what i term as ‘creation’, angels/god, fallen angles/demons/satan, the battle between the angles of god and the fallen angles and/or demons(they used a ‘point’ system when i was involved during that brief time, instead of an all-out war, *shrug*), etc(or the spirit world if you will…a lot of it also had to do will parallel worlds too)…but have yet to find a true succubus spirit(sorry, but the mindset exists, for example i met an east Indian girl and her spirit said “You’re mine!”, and she was ‘hot’ too(and i mean ‘hot ‘in both ways…i envisioned a door opening with a red fire-like light coming out of it with her and she had a black fog-like cloud surrounding her spirit…fun) My experience was that each of us has a ’spirit’ that was our previous existence to this life that we can’t access the memories to, and from my communication with the other spirits(angelic) apparently i was one of them(angelic spirit) and i have been around for a very long time(very old spirit/soul)

Are you interested in corrupting a possible angel? Hmmm? ;-) Though you’re probably too late as i’m a bit corrupted already (though still on the side of God and will probably always be(i’ve had someone actually threaten to kill me if i leave them(angels of God), which was unnecessary, but interesting, i may smack him around a bit when i get back to the spirit realm), but i do not necessarily follow all the rules all the time…guess i’ll have to do a little penance later ;-) anyways, i ramble, and just really wanted to say ‘hi’ and give you a bit of my experience with the spirit realm which i though might be of interest to someone interested in succubi…anyway, say ‘hi’ back if you like, but will warn you, my life is a bit of a mess and i may not respond very quickly if you do decide to contact me.

later, and love the site,

Kev :)

I sent this also to your Email Kevin, but it bounced back, and I have no idea why that happened…

I actually had to ponder some of your comment for a bit as it brought up something that has always been an issue when I talk to people about what I am.

I’m not a Succubus. I’m a Succubi.

I suppose that the best way to explain it would be that I am the Queen of the Succubi, but I represent, in the old D&D terms, lawful good…

It’s a contradiction I admit, but then nothing in the worlds is exactly what we think it is now is it?

I have been told by some people that my halo isn’t on the outside for a reason…

If you can see past what your eyes tell you to what your heart and soul do…

You get more than you can imagine.

I don’t think that a “normal” Succubus entity could find a home in me for the simple reason that I won’t play by their games. I have my own rules and they are rather simple in truth.. Something that for some spirits I think is hard to understand or follow…

Heaven and Hell don’t know what to do with me.

I rather like it that way.

<winks>

Tera

Feb 09 2009

Click.

Another in a series of short Succubi stories by me…

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Click.
By TeraS

Click. Click. Click.

The sound of heels on the pavement follows you as you walk down the street. It doesn’t seem to get louder or fade into the traffic as you hurry on your way… It echoes within you as if calling to you, but you ignore it as best you can and continue on…

You sit in your office working at the piles of paper in front of you… And the sound is still there…

Click. Click. Click.

From time to time you look up as the sound seems to come closer, the anticipation of seeing who is connected to that sound itching at your mind… At one point you imagine that the clicking is just outside of your office and you rush to the door to see if you can see who it is…

As you look, for an instant, you catch the image of long blonde hair disappearing around a corner… You quickly go there to see who it was…

And no one is there…

But the clicking continues just on the edge of your perceptions…

Click. Click. Click.

You leave the office at the end of your day. All of your work finally complete. Nothing left to be done. As you wait for the elevator to arrive and whisk you away you hear it louder than ever…

Click. Click. Click.

She appears at the end of the hallway from you and approaches slowly, the sound getting louder and louder as she comes closer to you…

The vision of her holds you from moving… You needed… So so badly… You needed to know who it was…

She’s so many things as your eyes roam over her form…

Blonde. Click.

Shapely. Click.

Sensuous. Click.

But then the other things catch and hold you more.

The so tight pink dress against her curves. Click.

The flash of her pink nails as she moves. Click.

The pink heels on the floor beneath her. Click.

You can’t move as the last of her comes into focus.

The red horns in her blonde hair. Click.
The long red tail in the air behind her. Click.

And her green eyes that captures you. Click.

She stands there fingering the collar that appears in her right hand for a moment before she opens the lock with a flick of her wrist…

And a loud click.

Then she almost casually loops the collar around your neck before it closes around you…

With a second and louder still click.

And finally the questions about the clicking in your mind end and all is washed away in bliss as she attaches a leash to your collar…

With a third and loudest click.

The elevator opens noiselessly and you follow her within and to your new life at her heels…

Reveling in the sound of her heels and the sound they make as she leads you within the elevator…

Click. Click. Click.

Feb 08 2009

Supernatural TV Series can do a siren…

But they can’t do an episode with a Succubus?

Truly disappointing…

The episode this week was called Sex and Violence and is described as:

Sam and Dean enter a small town in Iowa, where three men have inexplicably beaten their wives to death. The guys realize that behind the murders is a Siren, a creature that can take different forms and desperately needs love and compels people to destroy themselves as a show of devotion. The Siren eventually puts Sam and Dean under their spell and pits the two brothers against each other in a fight to the death.

Ummm….

Not actually a  siren in the classic sense of the word really…

But then there has been a lot of creatures appearing in that series that aren’t protrayed in their usual form…

So while I would be interested in seeing a Succubus in the series, they’ll probably trash the myth…

 

Still not well…

 

Tera

Feb 07 2009

Blech…

Tera

Feb 06 2009

And Once Again…

I’m sick…

See you soon…

Tera

Feb 05 2009

Succubi Image of the Week 59

This week’s image is interesting because it is a drawing of an actual person in a Succubus outfit that I have in my stack of manips to make…

Adam Braun Devil Girl

The work is by Adam Braun, but the model’s name escapes me at the moment…

 

Sorry this is short, not feeling well and will be down for a while again I expect…

 

Tera

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