Both my hands are adorned in silk, lace lined fingerless mittens.Despite the physical superiority I would have felt over this man inanother life, now ...ur roles were universally clear. Unfortunately, it'snot just the outrageous clothing I wore, but the enforced behavior thatcemented my role.I immediately curtseyed deeply, a ridiculously revised one Mistresstaught me that consisted of exaggerated movements and a deep bow thatshowed off my enhanced cleavage. In addition, I grabbed the frontportion. Each wanted to be the one. To be next. To be filled by her. To drink from the cock of the Succubus Queen. Even if they drowned in her essence.Jessica could wait no longer. She hurried to the nearest one, her heels echoing on the stone like ethereal thunder. She walked by his muzzled face. The slave's nonstop begging registered only as a pitifully low muffle. Jessica took her place at his waiting rear, reached down and ripped his zipper open. Her cock-sleeve soon followed, the latex peeling away. The first segment ended with Rita coaxing a third orgasm out of Michelle while Cassie sat on Sahara's lap and licked her own juices off the girl's face. Ashley had about half of the massive dildo shoved up her pussy and Jenny was licking her clit and the phallus on every stroke. Ashley's fourth and final cum came just seconds after Michelle's so Derrick finally called for a break.He passed out water to the girls who guzzled it eagerly. Cassie hadn't moved off Sahara's lap."I can't wait to lick. “Kayzor, you came back! What are you doing here?” I asked quizzically.“I came back -- for you. I heard you, and I couldn’t get you until my dad was busy, so he doesn’t know I’m here. I smiled for a brief second because I no longer had the problems I was facing on Earth. Once I thought about them, my head dropped. “Are you ok?” he asked with that warm smile.“No, I’m not. I told my last friend about what happened, and now she won’t speak to me. I’ll ask again. Please take me to your world.”“You.