Cyn the succubus dominatrix lounged on her ornate velvet chaise, her pink, long hair cascading down her bare back. She wore a lacy red leather corset and thigh high boots, her succulent curves on full display. It was Valentine’s Day, and she was hungry for a delectable human toy to play with in her dungeon.

Her emerald eyes flashed with mischief as a plump, pouty-lipped man named Dan stumbled into the dimly lit chamber, drawn by her psychic allure. “Well hello there, my sweet little treat,” Cyn purred, her voice dripping with erotic promise. She beckoned a long, crimson-painted nail. “Come closer…”

Dan’s eyes went wide as saucers, his pupils blown with lust at the sight of her. He shuffled forward like a lamb to the slaughter, dick already hard and straining his pants at her beauty. Cyn reached out to caress his chubby cheek. “Aren’t you just precious? I’m going to have so much fun breaking you.”

She gave a wicked, knowing chuckle. With a flick of her wrist, magical chains materialized, binding Dan’s wrists behind his back. He looked confused but Cyn’s power kept him docile. She circled her prey, her heels clicking. “Mmm, I think you’ll look even more delicious stripped bare. Let’s get rid of these pesky clothes, shall we?”

CYN waved her hand again and his shirt vanished, exposing a hairy potbelly. She licked her lips. Dan shivered as she trailed a finger down his chest and abs. “Oh yes, you’ll do nicely. On your knees.”

He sank to the floor before her, quivering. Cyn lifted a leathery boot-clad foot and pressed it against his mouth. “Worship me, pet. Show me how badly you want to please me. Kiss my dirty heel.

Dan parted his lips and eagerly laved her booth bottoms, moaning at the taste of dirt and ravishing in gore. Cyn gasped and undulated her hips. “That’s it, good boy. Mmm, I can feel you throbbing.” She reached down to palm his cock through his pants. “You’re already so hard, you filthy slut.”

She cradled his head against her thigh, letting him nuzzle into her warm, succulent flesh. “Go ahead and moan, don’t stop lapping. You want to make me come on your face, don’t you?”

Cyn hiked up her lingerie and rubbed her soaked petals against his cheek and mouth. Dan lost himself in her musky arousal, tongue swirling. She threw back her head and keened, juices smearing his lips and chin. “Yes, devour me! Ohh fuck yes!”

Shuddering through her climax, she shoved him onto his back and straddled his face. “Tongue-fuck my cunt, now! Lap every drop of my cream, whore!” Dan sealed his mouth over her weeping slit and slurped, eyes rolling back. Cyn ground against him, riding his face wildly.

“Make me come again and again!” she demanded. Dan worked his tongue inside her, spearing her hungry hole. Cyn writhed and moaned, climaxing twice more before leaping up.

She stood over him, heel grinding into his chest, his face glazed with her spend. “Mmm, not bad for a fat pig. But I’m not done with you yet.”

With a snap of her fingers, Dan found himself naked and hanging from the ceiling by his bound wrists. His cock bounced and bobbed, leaking a puddle to the floor. Cyn smiled and traced his shaft, her touch electric. “Look how eager you are, you desperate beast.”

She took his length in hand and pumped slowly. Dan bucked and whimpered. “Please, I need to come so bad!” Cyn squeezed and tugged his cock head. “Beg for it, fuck-pig. Plead for the privilege of creaming on my tits.”

“Please Mistress, I’m begging you! Let me worship your perfect tits and shoot my load!” He writhed in his chains, mad with need.

Cyn cupped her heavy breasts and offered them. “Then do it, pet. Come for me!”

Dan’s length spasmed and erupted like a geyser. Thick ropes of come painted Cyn’s heaving tits and jiggling cleavage. She milked him through spurt after spurt until he bucked dry.

“Mmm, good boy,” she cooed, smearing his spend around. “You made such a pretty mess. I’ll do something extra special as a reward…”

Cyn shifted into her demonic succubus form – horns, wings, and spaded tail. Her cunny gushed with arousal. She freed Dan’s wrists and lifted his spent body, impaling herself on his cock in one thrust. “Oooh yes, you feel scrumptious! Now fuck me like you mean it!”

Dan whimpered and rolled his hips, penetrating deep in her clasping heat. Cyn used her demonic strength to bounce him wildly. “Yes, hammer my cunt! Fill me up!”

She came with a shriek, crushing Dan in her arms. He shuddered and pumped what little he had left into her rippling folds. They collapsed together in a sweaty heap.

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