Breaking the Faith

The city of Balinor, beautiful... prosperous and perfect. One of the largest cities in Lioncourt Kingdom located past the Red forest. It is a port town and home to hardworking, faithful, citizens. Not too close to the capitol and not too close the large city of Parn, Balinor was perfect for the dark intentions of Monette.

It all began with a plan, a sinister plan. All grown out of a chance encounter with a most interesting young lady. Monette had heard of the faith of course. Those who worshiped the Alician Goddess were common. The daughter of the eternal of reason and mercy was quite iconic figure to mortals. But a high priest and his attending nun walking with only a single guard was a sight to see.

No one would dare bother her in the guise of the nun. She would immediately be trusted and respected. The convenience and of course sheer decadence of taking two of the affirmed filled her with anticipation. Monette had come to experience the debauchery and essence of mortals and her first meal was an amazing one.

She decided that she'd appear to them, more or less as herself. But as a hurt traveler in need of aid. Of course they being of the faith helped her without question. Even allowed her to make camp with them before they crossed the river into Balinor.

The knight guard was the first of her victims. Strong and astute, he'd been auspicious of her from the beginning and he'd need to be dealt with to get closer to her targets. It was simple enough to lure him away, a woman needed an escort when she wanted to relieve herself in the privacy of the oh so scary Red Woods.

The knight was an easy conquest. She'd pinned him against the tree and kissed him deeply. Her fluids and her taste causing his blood to race and his passion to grow. He was weak willed and no magics or illusions were necessary to break out his carnal desires. She allowed him to indulge himself.

Enthralled by her, he shared his secrets. He wished to be a paladin and he was affirmed as well. He'd swore a vow of chastity but longed for the touch of a woman. She took advantage of this easily. Pushing herself upon him and taking his virginity as a woman and then as a man.

Using her otherworldly powers she had her way with him and drew his energy within herself feeding off his passions and desires. His repression was exquisite. Reasonably happy with her new thrall and the taste of his essence she left him to sleep off the extreme fatigue of such a feeding.

The nun was her next target, she was easier. A succubus can always tell the measure of a person, sexually, by their scent. Though this sister was affirmed, it was quite obvious she hadn’t always been. She was alone, trying to sleep and doing her best not to pleasure herself. She must have had a lot of sex before finding her faith. Monette took her easily.

The Priest was last and was a true man of faith. He’d be a harder nut to crack, but Monette had already enthralled his nun. Together with her they came to him. Using her magics she enticed him, she filled the air with her succubus scent and natural and potent aphrodisiac. Try as he might, it was impossible to defend his purity against Monette and his colleague

Monette took her time with the Priest, his essence pure and delicious. Watching the nun swallow the cock of her once admired and revered colleague was bliss. She spent the night influencing them, pushing them to more and more carnal acts as she indulged herself on their essence an activity that didn’t end until the sun began to rise.

The next day brought exactly what the succubus had planned. Her thralls were completely under her control. Dressed in the cloth of the faith and in the company of trusted and respected people, she walked right past the soldiers at the gate and feared not the mages or clerics who could pose her trouble. They walked her through the gate and into the heart of the city. She would spend the next days taking over the church, enthralling it’s members; nuns, preachers, altar boys. As she made love under the statue of the goddess the haughty succubus could only laugh. From here her plans would begin, from here she would take anything she wanted.