Tales of the Crimson Succubus
The Politics of Sex
by Carmine

Sealed in her bedchamber, Princess Lita clenched her teeth as Crimson Succubus ran a soft phallus along her flesh. Wicked in the ways of stimulation, the she-devil used Lita's perspiration to simulate a male's exquisite juices.

"Please, pierce my walls."

"You must remain unsullied, princess."

Lita opened her mouth. "A taste, then."

"No."

The princess rolled over and pushed her hips upward. "An offer."

Succubus slithered onto the bed, the she-devil's mouth cupped around Lita's ear.

"Close your eyes. See your betrothed succumb to your chaste charms. How many others shall fall after him?"

Lita climaxed without spoiling her maidenhead.