Please don't take my soul!

Drayce turned his head to the side. In a chair in the far corner was none other than the sexy demoness Fiona. She wore not a single article of clothing, and her horns, wings and tail were out for Drayce to see.

"Were you there the whole time?" Drayce shouted.

"I showed up in time to catch the good parts." Apparently Fiona really did enjoy watching, evident by her moist pussy that dripped down to the chair.

"I don't believe this! Could you please untie me?"

Fiona walked over to Drayce's helpless body. She glanced at his erection, still covered in Penny's sweet magical nectar.

Licking her lips, "A cock covered in a pure soul's cumand virgin's essence? That's too tasty to pass up!"

Drayce's eyes widened as Fiona crawled between his legs. His body and mind trembled with fear. Despite his best efforts to keep his soul pure he had failed. Now, she was here to claim her prize and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

Fiona paused. "Why are you so frightened?"

"Please don't take my soul! At least not until we find Phoebe's killer. Then do as you please."

Fiona looked puzzled. Her eyes flashed red; she opened her mouth.

"No!"

Fiona slid her mouth all the way down Drayce's cock, savoring the luxurious taste. She moaned and hummed as she sucked him clean, ingesting every sweet dollop.

Drayce felt his end at hand, but that did not stop him from enjoying the sensation of her mouth on his cock. Nothing in his sex life had ever compared to this. She was perfect in every sense of the word.

It was not worth his life, though. Drayce struggled with all his might, to no avail. His restraints held him in place while Fiona continued to suck his painfully erect cock. The more he struggled, the harder and faster she sucked.

Unable to resist the exquisite pleasure, Drayce's balls were about to release their contents once more. Drayce knew this time, however, it would be his last.

"Stop! Please!" he begged.

Fiona ignored his plea. She even inserted her slender index finger into his tight rectum and pressed against his prostate, making him involuntarily thrust upward. The twisting of her finger as she darted in and out of him sent him over the edge. With two fingers rolling inside him, Drayce closed his eyes, accepting his doom while shooting the biggest load of cum into Fiona's hungry mouth.

Fiona stopped and stood at the side of the bed, licking her lips. "Mmm! So delicious!" She looked down, "How many times do I have to tell you? I only take corrupt souls."

Drayce opened his eyes. He was confused. He was still alive? How was his soul not corrupt? He just had sex with Pennyand was sucked off by Fiona.

"How the hell-"

"Rape isn't lust, silly boy." Fiona said, shaking her head.

It all suddenly made sense. Drayce never consented to any of this. In his mind, his life was on the line. He was probably the first person in history to breathe a sigh of relief with the knowledge he had been raped.

"So, could you please untie me now?"

Fiona twirled her index finger in the air. The wadded up bed sheets that held Drayce to the bed unraveled themselves, freeing him.

"Now, shouldn't you get what you came for before the rapist wakes up, or did you forget about that?" Fiona asked impatiently.

He had forgotten. Thinking you're going to die has that effect.

Penny had thrown Drayce's clothes all over the bedroom. Drayce gathered his scattered garb and dressed. He retrieved the two vials Fiona had given him from his coat pocket and popped the tops off. He held each enchanted vial against Penny's soaked pussy and watched as the small bottles filled themselves with her essence, leaving only droplets of Drayce own semen behind.

Drayce handed the vials to Fiona. "Will she remember any of this?" he asked.

"Most likely."

"Can you do something about that?"

"Short of killing her, no. If she were male it would be a different story."

"Fuck! Out of the frying pan and into the fire."

"I wouldn't worry about it too much. Besides, you have bigger things to focus on, yes?"

Drayce nodded in agreement. Only one item remained until he would have the answers he so desperately sought.

"For the record, could you please explain to me what exactly constitutes lust so I don't unnecessarily give myself a heart attack?"

"Knowingly and consensually having intercourse or oral sex with a person outside of a formal union. Nothing more, nothing less."

Drayce drew a circle in the air, creating a portal through which they stepped through, disappearing from Penny's apartment.

****

Drayce awoke to the sound of his screeching alarm clock. "Damn it!" he grumbled. Was it time for work already?

Last night had been especially rough on him. His head throbbed full-force because of the large knot on the back of his skull. He could barely lift his stiff legs from the bed. Penny certainly did a number on him, one he would not soon forget.

Slowly he walked to the bathroom. Well, waddled, actually. He took a pained piss, stripped off his underwear, and hopped in the shower.

Drayce's head sagged against the shower wall as lukewarm water flowed down his back. His entire body was sore; the beating water from the shower did little to ease the pain. This would be a long day.

Drayce jumped when he felt a slender hand touch his shoulder. He turned with a quick twist that strained his aching muscles even more. "Ow!" Next to him in the shower was the sexy succubus Fiona, completely naked but with her trademark wings, horns, and tail hidden.

"Jesus! Why do you do that?" he scolded.

"Do what?" she asked.

"Scare the living hell out of me!"

Fiona frowned. "I was just trying to massage your shoulders to help with the pain. You've helped me in the shower before, remember?"

"Yeah, I remember," Drayce sighed, "and I appreciate it. Next time though, give me some kind of warning before showing up out of nowhere."

"I'll try to remember that next time."

Drayce turned back around where he was and leaned his head against the shower wall again. He felt Fiona's gentle touch on his shoulders, rubbing her thumbs along his neck.

"So when did you get here, anyway?" Drayce asked. "I didn't hear the walls shake."

"I never left," Fiona said, moving her hands up and down his back.

"Really? Why?"

"I like to watch you sleep."

"That's a little creepy."

"It's not like you would have known if I hadn't told you."

Drayce felt Fiona's breasts press against his back. Her hands reached around him, massaging his chest.

"You're pretty good at this yourself, you know," Drayce said.

"I learned from the best."

Drayce smiled as he shook his head. Her hands felt wonderful on his aching skin, leaving tiny goose bumps. He breathed a deep, relaxed sigh.

"Give me the soap."

"Why?" Drayce asked.

"Isn't the goal of a shower to get clean?"

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