The moon hung low, casting a sickly crimson glow over the abandoned cathedral. Its shattered stained-glass windows gaped like wounds, letting the wind howl through the hollowed-out sanctuary.

It was far away form the crowded area of the Sturgon, so no human dared to enter this abandoned catherdal which is belived to be haunted.

But tonight there was a man, Daniel Marciel with haunted eyes and a mop of unkempt blonde hair, knelt on the sat on a broken wooden chair, wrists bound by chains that shimmered with the moonlight that seeped from the stained glasses.

His breaths came in shallow gasps, his heart pounding like a war drum. He didn't know how he'd ended up here, only that the air reeked of brimstone and something far sweeter—something that made his skin crawl.

"You're trembling, little lamb," a voice purred, smooth as velvet and sharp as a blade. Veyra, the first succubus, stepped into the moonlight. Her skin was pale as alabaster, her eyes twin embers that burned with malicious delight. Luscious hair cascaded over her shoulders, barely concealing the curves of her form, which seemed to shift between ethereal beauty and something predatory. She leaned closer, her lips brushing the shell of his ear. "Are you afraid… or excited?"

Daniel jerked back, the chains rattling. "Stay away from me!" His voice cracked, betraying the fear that coiled in his gut. He wasn't a hero unlike his uncle, just a scholar who was extra ordinary among his peers. Was it his bloodline that was powerful? Was it his own talent that brought him to his current positon? This was a question daniel always struggled to find answers.

"Oh, but we're just getting started," another voice chimed in, lighter but no less dangerous. Lysara emerged from the shadows, her silver hair glowing faintly, as if kissed by starlight. Her eyes, with piercing intensity, locked onto Daniel's, and he felt a jolt—like lightning racing through his veins. Once glance at her and Daniel could tell she was dangeours than Veyra, her frame delicate, but the wicked smile on her lips promised no mercy. "You have to answer us, Daniel. You don't get to run now."

"I won't give you a single answer!" he shouted, yanking at the chains. They burned against his wrists, not with heat but with a strange, tingling warmth that made his head swim. "I don't know what you want in the first place-I have nothing to do with you sick creatures!"

Veyra laughed, a sound that slithered into his mind and wrapped around his thoughts. She knelt before him, her fingers trailing along his jaw, nails sharp enough to draw a thin line of blood. "That doesn't matter, sweet boy. You opened the door. Now we're here, and we're hungry." Her tongue flicked out, tasting the bead of blood, and Daniel shuddered, a mix of revulsion and something he refused to name.

"Maybe we should feed on him before getting any answer!" Veyra said with a laugh.

Lysara circled him like a vulture, her fingers brushing his shoulders, his back, each touch sending sparks through his nerves. "Look at him, Veyra," she said, her voice dripping with mock pity. "So defiant, yet his body betrays him. Can you feel it, Daniel? The pull? The need? YOUR COCK IS SEEKING US!"

"Stop it," he growled, squeezing his eyes shut. But closing his eyes only made it worse. Their voices seemed to echo inside his skull, their touches lingering like phantom flames. His mind screamed to resist, but his body—traitorous, weak—responded to their presence, a sickening heat pooling in his pants.

"Stop?" Veyra's laugh was low, dangerous. She pressed herself closer, her breath hot against his neck. "You don't want us to stop. You're curious, aren't you? What it would feel like to let go? To surrender?"

"We heard how you are playing with girls in your academy...yet you never touch any of them...what an respectable young man you are, my sweet boy!" Lysara muttered to his ears.

"No!" Daniel's voice was hoarse, desperate. He thrashed against the chains, but they held firm, the strange warmth spreading, clouding his thoughts. "You're monsters! I won't give in!"

Lysara giggled, her fingers slipping beneath his torn shirt, tracing patterns across his chest. Each touch was a violation, yet it carried a twisted allure, a promise of ecstasy that made his stomach churn. "Monsters?" she said, tilting her head. "We're just giving you what you want, deep down. Every mortal has desires, Daniel. We can see yours, plain as day. You want to be recongized by people...you want to be recongized by your uncle."

"I don't want this!" he screamed, but the words felt hollow. His vision blurred, the cathedral's walls seeming to pulse and writhe. Their voices wove together, a siren's song that tugged at the edges of his sanity. He saw flashes—Veyra's lips on his, Lysara's hands roaming lower, their laughter mingling with his own ragged breaths. Was it real? A vision? He couldn't tell anymore.

"Oh, but you do," Veyra whispered, her lips grazing his throat. "You're fighting so hard, but your heart's racing for us. Let it happen, Daniel. Let us in. Answer us and your dreams would come true. Your Uncle Juno would appreciate this...after all...he killed his own wife and daughter to summon our queen because Sir Juno Marciel fell in love with our queen."

He shook his head, tears stinging his eyes."WHAT? YOU TAKE THAT BACK!"

No one had seen Daniel's tears in years—not even his mother, with whom he didn't have the closest relationship. Anyone at the academy would be shocked to see him like this.

"Look! He's crying... Let's just help him cry better!" Veyra and Lysara both knelt in front of him and unbuckled his pants. Just as they imagined, his erect dick suddenly slapped their faces, causing them to smile.

"Humans really are only good as food," Veyra said.

Lysara nodded in agreement.

Daniel couldn't even react to what was happening, suddenly he started to feel an insane feeling on his crotch.

"Nuufu, unn, *slurp*, *slurp*..."

"Aaahhh, Lysara, very good...keep the boys dick in your mouth"

"Nn, Nn, Nn,*sluuuurp*...*slurp*"

The old cathedreal was filled with lewd wet noises. Daniel sit on the chair with his legs spread, exposing only his penis through his pants which were pulled down to the two succubus that were clearly playing with the boy.

As expected of the cocksucking-lover Lysara, she was the first one to do her job.

Such passionate steamy passion if this wasn't done by a succubus to a man who was thrashing and trying to break free.

Lysara wasn't going to stop anytime sooner.

Her beautiful lips pull Daniel into her mouth, and she shakes her head with a sensual look on her face. Her tongue twirls around the thick, hot meat shaft. The wonderful feelings made Daniel jolt his hip.

"*slurp*, *slurp*, *slurp*, *slurp*!"

She put her hands on his thighs and perform with only her mouth, drooling as the succubi's tongue swallowed the gushing man's lust. HerLong succubus tail, The medallion of the succubus swayed lightly.

She even rolls her tongue.

"Fuu, ah...."

She withdraws her mouth to reveal a grotesque, veiny meat rod. A patch of golden pubic hair covers its base.

*suck* *suck*

Lysara, a first-rate succubus who enjoys sucking, drew until only the tip of her prey's cock was in her mouth and swirled her tongue around while looking up with her narrow predatory eyes.

Daniel hips buckled as a result of the sensation and at this point he had no idea whether he was crying or enjoying the process.

He gasped and gripped the chains tightly as her tongue teased the head of his shaft.

---- and

"Fuuuu, nn, nnuuuu..."

Lysara moaned as she took his cock in her mouth. The groans resonated through Daniel's core, giving him the sense of an electric current rushing through him. But this is...

The succubus started shaking her ass while passionately sucking his cock.

Veyra on the other hand was pleasuring herself looking at her sister feeding on a man. She knew sooner or later it would be her chance. But Lysara and Veyra both noticed from the reaction of Daniel. Even if he was a womanizer, he wasn't the kind to play around with women. He just break their hearts and not their virignites.

"What an intreseting young man we have here!" Veyra thought.

Is this Daniel's punishment? No, I'm afraid it's a reward. Daniel thought to himself, his mind already starting to be a mush from the pleasure he was feeling. He knew in few minutes, he would not be the same Daniel he once knew.

"Pu~ah."

She let go of his cock.

Suddenly, dropping her face down underneath the wet pole. Her pink tongue licked and darted about.

"*Shlurp*-*Shlurp*-*Shlurp*"

She began sucking on his sags. The narrow eyes cocked upward. She then took his testicles in her mouth.

--Ha, good....Lysara's sucking skill is so good....Sister leave that man alive...don't crush his balls

Veyara shouted little worried that she won't have any semen to feed on.

"Nnghhhh!"

Lysara then moaned as well.

*Stiff*

Daniel looked at Veyra straight in her eyes and he knew it was a mistake as he could see her hunger.

"Oooh!"

The succubi's tongue slipped under his ball sack, past his ass, and dug into his rectum.

"Does it feel good, little lamb? No human woman could do this to you."

"Ugh..." Daniel's chin rose as he knew this was anything but normal.

The succubus's tongue then crept up and sucked his tip, which was now overflowing with precum, into her mouth.

"*Shlurp*-*Shlurp*-*Shlurp*"

"Oh, that feels so good...please don't stop!" Daniel couldn't stop himself from reaching for Lysara's head.

But before he could do any of that, Veyra touched his hand and looked licked it, muttering. "Not now...little idiot...you'll get the full experience once you confess everything to us,"

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