Chapter 25: Succubus’s Tail (18+)

Chapter 25: Succubus’s Tail (18+)

Beatrice thought, still recovering from the sudden burst of pleasure. No wonder it felt so incredible! The [Succubus's Tail] skill’s effect scales with Arousal Points. The closer I get to my max, the higher the impact. My class is really full of weaknesses! How could I possibly ever go into combat with such a set of skills!? But conversely, that means... If it felt so good from just her grabbing the tip of my tail with her hand... Then, if she touched it more... With that naughty mouth of hers...

Beatrice’s mind was bombarded by images of all the ways she could make use of her tail. In Beatrice’s daydreaming fantasy in mere seconds Mary was already on her knees, at the succubus’s mercy.

“Oh, you’re much more well-endowed than most of the shitters in this palace,” Mary said with a sly smile as she subtly pointed with her index finger at Beatrice’s crotch. The head of the futanari’s erect penis was sticking out of her lace panties.

“Want a taste?” Beatrice blurted out without thinking.

“You are tempting me, I will not lie,” Mary said with hunger in her eyes. “I have no doubt you’d perform better than most of the shitters in this palace who are only good for one thing... I shouldn’t... But...”

Mary looked around and stormed to the nearest door. She swung it open and shouted, “Get out!”

“Kyaaaa!!” Beatrice heard two high-pitched screams.The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.

Yeah basically, Beatrice thought and looked at her bodyguard, acknowledging how close the princess was with her demeaning remark.

“My name is Ember,” the redhead said softly and calmly, displaying to emotion toward Mary’s rudeness. “I am Lady Beatrice’s personal assistant.”

“Oh?” Mary smiled as she slowly approached Beatrice and looked at Ember like at a fresh prey. “And are you going to assist Beatrice in this?”

Mary gently put a single finger on Beatrice’s slick tail that was still wrapped around her waist.

“Hn!” Beatrice let out a moan and tensed up. Shivers went down the futanari's spine, culminating in a gentle, warm tingling along the length of her hard cock. Beatrice was expecting this touch, she knew what was coming. Perhaps that was the reason why the pleasure wasn’t nearly as overwhelming this time compared to a sudden attack.

Meanwhile, Mary circled around Beatrice, sliding her finger slowly along the succubus’s tail. Beatrice bit her lip to avoid moaning. She clenched her fists and ended up standing on her toes as her body moved on its own, mimicking her rising, trembling cock. Even if Beatrice’s swollen penis had not been pressed up by her panties, it would have still been pointing straight at the ceiling.

“Some of our beastkin servants have similar reactions if their ears or tails are touched properly,” Mary said and stopped behind Beatrice. “But none have reactions nearly as strong as yours. And their fur is disgusting. On the other hand, your tail does not have a strand of hair on it. It’s smooth. Strong. Long. Inviting.”

Princess Mary got down on her knees and opened her mouth, reaching for the heart-shaped tip of Beatrice’s tail.