From the OP:
"The Dishwasher Returns!"
Sir Alex ruminated on his quest as his heavy footsteps echoed in the empty corridors of the Dungeons of Doom. Like all others before him, Alex received a vision in his sleep from his deity, the High King Lugh. His task: to retrieve the Amulet of Yendor from the very pits of Gehinnom itself and return it to the altar so that Lugh could secure his position amongst the pantheon. He would, of course, be well rewarded for his faith.
Alex stopped and wondered exactly how many people have attempted this task before. Supposedly he was not the first to have this vision. Either the gods are extremely careless about handling their priceless artifacts of power... or those who went before him never returned for unknown reasons. He decided not to dwell upon it.
After all, he was equipped with the finest suit of armor his knightly upbringing could afford. He was trained in the art of jousting and no slouch with a sword. Alex scoffed at those silly Wizards bringing books and magic markers into the dungeon, what use could they possibly be against dragons and demons? He had entered the dungeon with his trusty warhorse, which he raised from a pony himself, and together they had defeated all who stood in their way...
Well, up until a few minutes ago. Alex had just dismounted his horse for a routine feeding when it wandered into a teleport trap, leaving nothing but its collar and leash behind. Alex picked up the collar from the ground and grinned wryly. "Stallion", it read.
"Good one, Alex. If you had managed to buy that dragon egg as a child, you probably would have named it 'Shelley'" he thought to himself as he pocketed it.
The loss of his horse made travel in the dungeon significantly more difficult. Alex grumbled under his breath as he shuffled onwards under the massive weight of his full plate armor and he had already discarded his heavy lance in favor of a lighter sword earlier on. He breathed a sigh of relief as the end of the corridor was in sight, leading in a huge room with... what the heck was that?
He recognized the materials it was made of. A strange bowl-shaped structure made out of white porcelain, with a strange metal gizmo attached to the top of it. Alex approached the strange object and curiously examined it. Water gushed out of the metal apparatus, flowing downwards into a hole in the bowl.
"This must be an invention by one of those brainy wizards... but where does the water come from? Where does it go?" As he leaned over to take a closer look...
"Crap!" he thought. It felt as if time itself had stopped as a ring fell out of his pocket and landed in the water with a splash. Alex watched in horror as the water flow grew stronger and swiftly moved his hand in order to retrieve it but it was too late. Soon, the water was gone from the basin and so was his ring.
"Argh!" he exclaimed. It was a Ring of Strength he had bought for a princely sum for this expedition and now it was gone, just like that. In anger, he delivered a swift kick to the sink (where did he get that name?) with his steel boots...
In retrospect, it was a rather dumb idea to attempt to attack an inanimate object like that. Alex decided to spend some time hopping around on one foot due to the pain in his toes...
"The dishwasher returns!"
"What the heck was that?" Alex thought, confused as to why he was hearing voices in his head now. He looked around the room before finally noticing something different about the sink... or rather, he noticed someone there now... a woman who seemed rather preoccupied with washing something, it would appear. Alex had quite the pleasant view of her shapely rear before she noticed him and turned around.
Alex's jaw dropped as he took in the sight of her body as she started to strut sexily towards him. Her voluptuous body with curves that would drive any men wild was covered only by a rather thin red bikini. Hold on, that wasn't technically true, as she also had a pair of red gloves and stockings and... nothing else. Her outfit did not strike him as being very practical, considering their location but it was certainly soothing to his eyes.
Alex's attention was brought to the fact that the woman had closed the distance between them. Too close, in fact, as a pleasant scent become to drift into his nose and fog his mind.
"Hey there, big boy! Come here often...?" she purred, sidling up to his side. Smiling, she slid her hands around his waist and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, stunning Alex with her bold actions.
Alex felt very attracted to this beautiful woman, the "tent" that had formed in his pants was proof of that and she appeared rather pleased about that fact. "Take off your armor, darling... let's get a little closer..." she whispered.
She continued to murmur sweet nothings in his ear while helping him undress, sprinkled with reassuring kisses on his cheek... his lips... his ears... all over his body as her hands moved smoothly, unfastening the key straps and support that held his plate armour together.
Alex soon found himself quite naked, his armor lying in a pile on the ground. Satisfied with herself, the woman turned her attention to something she had a bit more interest in... Alex blushed as the woman eyed his member and licked her lips.
"You seem quite tense darling..." she said as she knelt in front of him. "Perhaps there is some way I could... relieve the pressure?"
She had started off with a few teasing licks, but soon the full length of Alex's member was in her mouth. He felt completely helpless as she sucked slowly on his engorged cock, and it felt that his energy was being drained away.
With each motion, he only felt himself growing weaker in the knees, and yet the feeling was simply... intoxicating. He couldn't resist her... or perhaps... he didn't want to.
Alex felt a twitch and knew what was coming. His "cannon" was primed and ready to unload, so to speak. And it seemed like she had noticed too, withdrawing slightly and giving him a coy smile. With a giggle, she kissed the tip of his penis, causing him to release his energy directly into her mouth.
"Mmm... that was delicious, lover!"
Alex felt exhausted, more tired than he could ever have felt in his life. Was it really normal to feel this way when engaging in such... activities? For some reason, he felt that spellcasting was an option that had ceased being available to him at the moment. Not really sure why he thought that as he had more pressing concerns on his hands at the moment.
"Let's go to bed, darling..."
Alex felt her lead him by the hand to... somewhere? He had only taken one step forward and now the surroundings had entirely changed.
A bedroom. A fine mist filled the room and Alex got a whiff of the scents of many aromatic perfumes. In the middle, a comfortable looking red heart shaped bed, made just to fit two!
She had sprawled herself over the bed, beckoning Alex forward with her finger. Forming her fingers into a "v"-shape, she brought her fingers to her crotch and slightly opened them, delivering an unspoken message to the knight.
Alex's mind suddenly jolted into action. The situation was just too suspicious... He realized what was happening. That woman was a succubus! A demon! They steal men's souls and make them their slaves! He had to free himself!
"Oh my, it would appear you need some... extra encouragement... Very well, prepare yourself for my ultimate technique... the Dance of Passion! No mortal has ever resisted it... do you think you'll be the first?" she smirked as she lifted herself and proceeded to launch into an exotic dance.
"Watch me, my love..."
If Alex had planned to do something, he certainly wasn't now. He was completely enthralled by her curvacious form in motion. The succubus swayed her hips and shook her rear, running her hands all over her body, accentuating all her curves and... assets. And the way she flowed gracefully into different erotic positions... he didn't even knew the human body could form into such shapes... and what shapely shapes they were! Alex couldn't have been more aroused in his life. He felt himself slowly stirred into a passionate frenzy, and the succubus could sense her impending victory. As her dance came slowly to a stop, she delivered the finisher.
Winking at him, the succubus first arched back and then leaned forward to blow Alex a kiss. A transculent heart floated lazily through the air and made contact with Alex's lips and her magic dissolved into his body, taking effect. She beckoned him again...
He was enchanted, walking slowly towards her with his cock pointing straight ahead. The succubus led him by the hand again and directed him gently onto the bed. As the curtains close, so did the love-making begin...
"Oooh... aaah..." she moaned, enjoying herself by extracting energy from every single inch of her new toy's body...
Time stood still as Alex and the succubus lie in each other's arms...
Alex slowly opened his eyes and yawned, a huge grin on his face. He had a wonderful night and now it was time to start a day by going downstairs and getting some breakfast... hold on, his back feels kind of sore...
His eyes flew upon and he got up. He was definitely not in his castle on his comfy bed. Rather, he was lying on the stone floor. Naked as the day as he was born. In a dungeon.
Alex quickly put on his boxers and was about to retrieve his armor when he heard a skittering noise. His eyes widened as the door burst open and OHGODISTHATASWARMOFANTSRUNAWAY.
Alex grumbled as he wandered around the dungeon with nothing but his boxers and the lance which he retrieved from the ground that he had discarded earlier on. Sure, it was still heavy, but without his armor weighing him down it was much more feasible to carry it around and he needed some form of self-defense badly. He managed to flee from the swarm of monsters but left his armor behind and now he really needed a replacement suit because boy is it cold.
Most knights didn't find themselves in this situation, except for that weirdo "Author" or something who was always visiting graveyards with his princess girlfriend. What a depraved pervert. He hoped this undignified scenario wouldn't ruin his public image.
Alex entered a new room and took a step forward. Wait a second, it wasn't a new room. He had the distinct feeling of having been here before. In fact that white object in the distance looks... oh no...
Alex felt a a pair of hands wrap around his waist and a familiar soft feeling on his back.
"Hey there, lover! Missed me...?" whispered a sweet voice into his ear.
His mouth opened in disbelief as she continued gently pushing her breasts into him. Her breasts... so soft... The fabric of her bra was so thin he could swear he could feel her nipples through them. Despite his feeble attempts at struggling, his movements only seem to sink his body more comfortably into her own.
His weapon fell to the floor as Alex's loosened his grip on it.
"I am so screwed." he thought.
Skilled gloved hands swiftly invaded his boxer and found what they were looking for as his OTHER "lance" was soon freed from their stuffy confines.
"Sorry darling, but you shouldn't be armed with such a dangerous weapon, you know? I'll be confiscating this..."
Wait, what was she talking about, he just lost his weapon...
The succubus kept a gentle, yet firm grip as she stroked his shaft with her gloved hand. She was in total control of the tempo of this encounter, steadily rubbing up and down his member with a steady rhythm. Alex felt his breathing grew harder and faster as he was pushed to the limit of his arousal. It won't be long before... the succubus smiled and suddenly squeezed down on the tip, causing his seed to gush out... and all his energy along with it.
"No wait, NOW I'm screwed." he corrected himself mentally. In addition to not having a weapon, he was now also too exhausted to fight back.
"So, do you have something in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" chirped the succubus as her hand slipped into the pocket of his boxers and pulled out something shiny. A... ring?
Oh yeah, it was the other ring that he bought. That stupid merchant he had met earlier in his journey had tricked him into buying a ring of adornment at a high price. It increased Charisma! What the heck could an adventurer possibly do with one of those? He was planning to pawn it off onto another vendor but hadn't gotten around to it...
"Ooh!" she squealed. "Oh darling, you shouldn't have! My answer is 'yes!, I will marry you!'"
"Wait, what?" Alex thought.
The succubus put on the ring. Her appearance shimmered a little and soon she was dressed in a slinky form-fitting bridal gown which drew Alex's eyes to her cleavage. Somehow he didn't think she could look more beautiful than she already did but his eyes didn't lie.
"Oh, don't worry, I got one for you too!" she said, taking something out of her cleavage. Another ring, but this one looked kind of familiar... wait, was that his ring of strength?
"Don't worry, honey, Demon marriages are really easy! You don't even need one of those priests around! Never liked them much anyway" she chatted, while slipping the ring onto his finger. "Alright, ready?"
She gazed deep into his eyes and it was as if she was looking straight into his soul. Alex couldn't help but notice how pretty she was as her face drew closer to his...
"You may now kiss the bride..." she uttered and their lips met.
She sealed his lips in a passionate kiss, entwining their tongues together. The kiss felt so heavenly, Alex felt like he never ever wanted to stop.
Alas, all good things must come to an end. As the succubus broke the kiss, a thin trail of saliva left between the space in which their lips intersected. She ran her tongue across his lips, cutting the trail off and smiled. Alex's eyes were glazed pink and had hearts in them. Once again, he found himself completely charmed by her.
"Well darling husband, now that we're married it's time we got to know each other better! You may call me Mistress Lilith, pleased to meet you!" she stated. Alex started to open his mouth but was quickly cut off.
"No need to tell me yours, though! I already know! How? Just look at what I picked up!" she said as she held up a collar. Alex recognized that collar. His day seemed to comprise entirely out of deja vu, it seems.
"Hee hee... this is just perfect... after all, I needed something to mark you as my property. This will do just fine!" she grinned, affixing the collar to his neck and taking a hold of the leash.
"Nice to meet you, Stallion!" she exclaimed.
"Wait! My name's not Stallion!" he protested...
... or at least, that's what he THOUGHT he did. Apparently what really happened was that he made some kind of wimpering noise and stuck his tongue out, panting wildly.
"What a fitting name! I'm sure you'll make a fine stud for me... well let's not waste any time! It's time for the honeymoon, Stallion! I'm sure you're just dying to taste the pleasures of my body again..." the succubus gave him a quick smooch on the lips, and then slowly led him away by the leash...
Soon, both of them had faded out of sight...
BROUGHT toNeW HEIghtsOfPLEASURE
"Another day, another failed pawn lost to the dungeon" mused Lugh, far above the clouds and even higher up, on his altar at the Astral plane.
"I suppose that at the very least this guy didn't managed to get himself killed by a newt!" he quipped.
"So, still want to try this again? Maybe find a new demographic to draw from?" Brigit added helpfully.
"Well, what do we have to lose? Send a suitable sucker... I mean, aspirant a vision in his dreams and call it a day."
Lady Sara ruminated on her quest as her heavy footsteps echoed in the empty corridors of the Dungeons of Doom. Like all others before her...
Author's note cont'd:
This is my first attempt at writing a fic so I apologize if it isn't super duper sexy or anything and I probably spent way too much time on set-up. I hope someone still enjoys it though!
Incidentally I go by on HitlarBandito on the Yahoo group forum in case you needed a name that isn't just a bunch of random numbers to associate with this fic. Though I never really posted in the group...