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Succubus Cassie

I fought in the wars of ancient Babylon. I rose to general, on the mounds of a hundred thousand dead. On my command, on the threat of death, my armies wiped out cities and villages. Humanity was in a feral state, and in my heart, I knew we would remain so for thousands of years. Humanity - a farcical word. We were animals with language.

As we swept through Assyria [600 BC] we ensured the utter victory of our king, he who sat amongst the hanging gardens of the sky, he who declared himself a demI god, though I knew his arrogant asshole excreted shit just like my own battle dog. Under his gilded golden heel, millions slaved and millions died, untold suffering unfolded, and I was but a pawn in his arrogance, a very effective conquering pawn.

We lived in an age of magic, mostly dark and terrible. Magicians roamed the land, took employment where they could, and influenced the fate of empires with unseen hands. The invisible world took over the visible, we were plagued with demons and jinn and spirits. We lived in constant fear of such things, and those of us unskilled in these matters or not ready to give our souls, spent our days spending gold on the demon dealers, to soothe them.

We worked our way through the lands of the Euphrates. We drove forth and cleaved new lands for the king. I always knew in my heart my sins would catch me. I thought always of my wife and kids living in humble quarters in our capital. I yearned for them. Campaigns could take years to complete, and I could only go with memories and statuettes and crude drawings of them.

The horrors began slowly. I began to see bad dreams, of my loved ones dying. Of me falling into dark holes, being butchered slowly by those we killed, of being walked naked through the city in shame to my execution. I was plagued. Then the deaths started. Men started deserting, fighting, and killing each other randomly, and discipline broke down.

One hot night I was sweltering, in a daze. The tent flaps slapped with the wind, I was too tired to close them. I slept alone, the privilege of a general, the coal brazier glowed gently. I heard a voice and managed to crack my eyes just a little. A woman stood at the door, glorious to behold. She had a white gown, and her magnificent body was fully visible through the sheer fabric. Shapely hips, large boobs topped with cherry nipples. She was stunningly beautiful, with red lips, shapely eyes, and hair colored black, brown, and yellow as though light was woven through. She smiled at me, lovely cheeks dimpled, and in my sleep, my cock sprang. I could barely muster the question as to why she appeared, in the middle of my savage army. I cared not I wanted her. But she was in control.

“General, your desires will be fulfilled,” she said as she approached.

She got on my cot and crawled forward on all fours. I was transfixed I could not move. I recalled the horror tales of old, and I knew I was being visited by a demon, a jinn, something supernatural, or perhaps something else. I cared not I wanted her.

She leaned and bit my ear and in a dark guttural voice uttered, “I am Cassie.”

For a second I was spooked, it was the voice of such suffering such agony. My cock started to shrivel, but she was ahead. She opened her gown and her glorious boobs hung, shapely, pointed, nipples glowing. She came forward and lowered a nipple into my mouth, and I sucked greedily. She moaned lightly. My cock pulsed and strained. I could not reach up and touch her, I ached to but was happy with sucking. She put the other boob in, and I suckled. Then she pushed the nipples together and put both in, together, I opened wide and sucked. She did not kiss me at all. Once I stole a glance at her face, it was expressionless, smiling but she was angry, there was a frown. She was on a mission.

She turned and presented her soft pink pussy which I slurped, and she sucked my cock hard, licking my balls tickling my groin, and scratching my thighs. Her soft boobs were on my belly and I yearned to touch her pussy but could not. She continued to suck me off and I came with an explosion from her hand tugging, spilling my seed everywhere. She licked it all up, I felt her raspy tongue like a cat licking me clean. I had heard somewhere this was their food, I cared not, feed my dear. I was tasting her juices, which did not taste like any woman I had ever had. She rose when I was licked clean and turned to me.

“You will pay the price, and I will return.” she smiled with a dead expression and left.

I shook for days after. I felt like a cold slime enveloped me. I felt cursed. But I burned in desire for Cassie. I desired her touch and suck. I felt my soul beginning to fade. I began to see dark things in the desert, and even in the day. Dark shapes that flitted back and forth between dunes. My men continued to fall like flies. Word of this reached the king who sent a reprimand. With the swift riders came fresh horror. I remember receiving the gilded scroll, and after the exhortations of the king to continue his conquest lust with vigor, came in passing a passage as though added as an afterthought of a domestic chore. My entire family had perished, my wife and precious kids. They were found slaughtered in pools of red. No one saw anything. It happened in the middle of the secure military district.

I fell into a dark hole. I did not eat or drink for days. At night I left the camp and at the edge of the desert cried, screamed, and wept into the wind, eating sand and hot air, swallowing. I wanted to die, many times I took the blade to my jugular, and I nicked it a few times, I was a coward. I did not want to join them on what I knew was the other side, a dark side. My men left me alone, they had written me off, and I was half dead anyway.

The king gave us one more chance. We were to face the Assyrians once more, our ancient foe. If we failed to defeat them, all our families would be put to death. This was his way. We went forth and camped at the hills above Niveneh, it was the final push. Other armies joined us, we had a conclave with other generals. It was to be a dawn assault. The other leaders avoided me, looking or touching me, I had death about me. That night she came again. This time I managed to weakly raise my hand and try to point. I had questions.

“General, your power ends with me,” she hissed. This time her anger was visible.

She came forth and mounted me, this time she was naked. She fucked me slowly, rising and falling on my hard cock, she reached down and pinched my nipples. I could not touch her magnificent boobs. As she fucked me she looked at me with such anger and rage, I felt ashamed. I could not look away. She violated my mind and body, and my soul. Despite my horror, I came inside her and my cock pulsed, and she took all my seed none spilled, it seemed she was draining my life force. I felt diminished. Only now Cassie broke a small smile, so stunningly beautiful.

The day dawned and we attacked. The horizon was full of men, horses, chariots, and elephants, battling to death staining the sands red. In those struggles my army was isolated and cut off, and was cut down by the elite units of the Assyrians, we had been made a gambit by the other generals, as they swept into Niveneh and killed the royal family and took victory. We were left to be killed in the desert. When the Assyrians were done with us, they fled for their king’s head was on the city gate. A few remaining faithful men had taken me and ridden into the wastes of the desert. We fell one by one, my brave men gave their water to me. I was alone in the tent. Cassie came once more.

“General this is your last pleasure and pain,” she hissed. The evil smile.

She came forth and disrobed. She came up to my chest and her pink pussy was inches from my mouth, my tongue emerged trying to enter it. Her lovely boobs towered above me, and I wanted to rip my hands off and touch them. She gave me her pussy and as I drank, I began to see a vision.

There was a village. It was known for dark magic. My armies were at the edge cutting people down, killing everything and everyone in sight, even the animals. People lay with their bellies cut open, women with their boobs cut off, spears in their genitals. Children lay with their heads and limbs off. Our sins were many, we deserved our fates. At the edge of the village, in a hut, the beautiful Cassie stood naked, and magicians stood around muttering spells, and adorning her. She was exhorted to take revenge for all this, she was commanded to bring suffering to me. She had a firm dead expression of determination. They called upon demons, they cut her throat, and she fell to the floor. My soldiers entered and butchered.

My eyes flew open in horror. I saw the scar on her throat. I realized this was my due. I surrendered to it. She pushed back and now I saw her true face, demonic, shriveled, fangs, red eyes, pointed ears, bald, dark crinkled skin, but it flashed and alternated with her angelic face. I was in utter panic.

She smashed a hard onto my chest, broke through the ribs, and crushed my heart, red life arched over and splashed everywhere. I began to fade, and the pain started, the horrors of the other side.