Boudoir Glamour Inc. #36

I was not sure whether to enjoy a story with a hopeful ending, or whether to suspect deeper purpose in a story so unlikely (or perhaps lurid).

The succubus changed the surrounding video yet again, and I turned as she spoke.

"Look directly at me for a while. Tell me what you think as best you can."

She was possibly smaller (it was hard to tell). Everything about her dark red complexion and expression spoke of dangerous power. And menace.. menace melded with beauty (maybe some sympathy).

I had no words and let my gaze fall away.

"You are correct. This too.. is a test. Your former business partner has limits on what I may do to you. Limits on adjusting your memories or desires.

That makes it more important for me to gauge your interests in real time.

I give you an instruction.. be diligent in keeping to it. Tell me with words, if I fail to describe your thinking.

You do not see yourself a man with supplanting virility. Not thinking that you could make me (or any woman) sigh or be overcome in pleasures?

You do not carry a fantasy in overpowering or weakening by enticement, a woman of superior strength?"

She walked towards me in a very measured way, and I fell back. Unable to catch my breath.

She leaned forward a bit and whispered

"You are certainly a 'thrall type' human. Intrigued by beauty, and fearsome of strength. Many humans have fallen to just the revelation of unusual beings in the flesh..

I am done with my tests for the day.

Tell me, and I would make sure you find your bed. You clearly need sleep. "

I had not spoken many words, but I asked for help. It was a deep sleep. While I am sure I dreamed, I did not remember any dreams in the morning.