He nods, heading back to his tent. Pulling out a small leather bound book, he hands it to Angelo. "That's a copy of Guazzo's book on succubi. Apparently he was one of the leading experts on them back in his day. It might help you."
"Aaahn!?" A surprised moan escaped her lips, as the pain quickly disappeared. Only to be drowned out by a strange pleasure. "What, what is going on!" She screamed in a panic, her eyes widened as they stood in front of her. Only to shudder as she heard his whisper, before stealing a kiss from her. "Mmmph!" Allune's vision blurred as the pleasure exploded, causing her lower body to feel numb. She couldn't run away even if she wanted to.
Angelo took the book with a nod, 'Thank you. I'll return it once I've read it.' 'I'll see you in the morning, Robert, good night,' Angelo said and turned to his own tent. Lighting a small oil lamp in his tent, the young monk started to read Guazzo's book by the lamplight.
The man behind her moves his hands, pulling her dress off her shoulders, and then her underclothes, which fall to her waist, leaving her chest exposed. The man in front kisses Allune again "don't fear, just enjoy. We would never hurt you". The man sounds sincere, before he leans down to take a nipple in his mouth. Allune's breasts, normally rather sensitive, send signals of pure bliss to her brain. Behind, the second man begins to kiss her neck, hands caressing her waist, before one reaches down to squeeze her clit. The sensation hits her like a stone from a trebuchet, and Allune feels herself orgasm.
“Thank you, brother, that's so nice of you.” Ophelia graciously accepted the ring and held it in her hand while she looked at the Russian witch. “That necklace looks good on you, Larisa.” She complimented the girl before focusing on the ring she had been given, trying to figure out if it really was what Benacio had said, or if her brother had been scammed.
Mszczuj smile on suddenly change of mind Eva. "Well, I never get a chance to fuck nun so it will be intresting." He go after her and put his hands on modest cheast of Rhaelicca, behind her back. "Small, like fresh fruit but still sweet." He said with smile and look at nun. "It look like our church become more open on changes in last years. I like it."
The work is written in latin, a language that the monk has no trouble reading. He learns that an adult succubi can be exceedingly difficult to discovered when they take human form. He learns the words and ingredients for a spell to undo a succubi's shapeshifting, though it requires that the creature stand still for several minutes for it to work. He also learns of two reliable ways to make a person immune to the hypnosis of all but the most powerful of succubi. The first method, and the one Guazzo notes is the most common, revolves around cutting off the heads of three succubi, and boiling them into a broth. A second method, one that the book's church scribe has written is forbidden, and written out only for academic purposes, requires the sexual fluids of a succubus, given willingly, with the succubus truly feeling affection for the user, and not trying to manipulate them for their own gain. A note written after the fact claims that the second method is the more powerful, but far more difficult, as the true nature of a succubus can be incredibly difficult to tell.
She can tell that there is magic within the trinket. To see if it does what her brother believes, she realises that she has to cast a spell with it on her person. Benacio smiles back. "Any time, sis."
Allune couldn't move due to the powerful orgasm she had just experienced, her thighs slick with her juices. While her legs could barely support her weight. However, when her dress, and undergarments were taken off. She jolted up, "Why.., why are you doing this?" She asked, while shivering as the man leaned toward her breasts. "Hiiii!" Her eyes widened in shock, her mind blanked. Until the second man pinched her clit. "Aaaaaaahhhn!" She threw her head back, as her toes curled. Juices squirting out of her pussy, while the last of her strenght was drained away. "Aahn... ahhn." She moaned, her vision blurry, her body shuddered from orgasmic bliss. Allune was only standing due to the support of the two men..
Angelo sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, 'To ward against a succubus I need to kill three of them to make a potion or find one who likes me?' He read on, trying to absorb as much information about these demons as he could, before his eyes became too heavy and he turned in for the night.
Morwenna grins up at him. "I need to convert this pagan scum somehow. Oh, and I'm a priest, not a nun." [Should probably use @ so merkros knows what's happening ]
Mszczuj wink to Eva. "You see? I'm not the only one who take back pagans souls by special metods. Here is proof." He tease Morwenna breast, gently massage her. "I warming you priest, that metod needs long time to be effect, but I'm sure we could made such sacrifice for our faith." He said with smile.
Well, looks like he did not get scammed, at least... Ophelia thought as put the ring in a hidden pocket. She did not need the power boost right now, since they were just having a look around, plus she didn't want to risk casting a spell without testing the ring first – what if the boost turned out to be greater than she expected and her spell ended up doing more damage than intended? She didn't want to accidentally cause a fire, or something, just because she was not used to her new ring. “So, where should we go next? Does either of you have any suggestions?” Ophelia asked as she looked at Larisa and Benacio. @Auraicide
He learns several things, but the only thing that's of any real use as a demon hunter is the fact that a succubus's age and power can be determined by the shade of its skin in its demonic form. A young succubus has pinkish skin, not all that different from that of a blushing human. As it grows older and more powerful, the skin will develop from pink to red, darkening with age. Succubi with a deep red skin tone are considered incredibly dangerous and powerful. Guazzo writes that creatures of this magnitude are not to be trifled with by individual inquisitors, only taken on in large groups, as their powers of seduction and combat are more than any regular human could withstand. Waking the next morning, Angelo struggles to remember the dream he had during the night, something dark and foreboding...or pleasant and comforting. He feels shades of both, before the memory slips away entirely. Sunlight pours through the opening of the tent, and he can smell various foods being cooked as the camp breaks its fast.
The men don't answer. Gently, they lower her to the ground, moving atop her and playing with her breasts and pussy. As the older one suckles and gropes her tits, the younger reveals a sizeable cock, holding his length in front of her, a drop of what Matthias had sprayed on her chest already excitedly sitting atop his cockhead.
@merkros Eva shakes her head and grins, before kissing Rhaelicca hard on the lips. Morwenna smiles, breathing out excitedly as she's groped. "It's our Christian duty to...instruct...the pagans." Her hand reaches out to caress his cock.
Angelo yawned and stretched, feeling peculiar at the different emotions that lingered from the fleeting dream. He dressed himself again and went to look for Robert. He returned the book to the fellow monk, 'Thank you, quite an interesting read. I think we better pray we never run into them, the methods described in there are nearly impossible.' Angelo went to eat breakfast with Robert, chatting about the expedition.
"Aaahn... ahhh..." Allune could only moan as they lay her on the ground. However, when they started toying with her body, "Hhiiii!" She squealed, the sensations she felt was far stronger than usual. Leaving her powerless to stop them, as every touch made her tremble. Her mind hazy from lust, her vision unfocused. With tears already running down her rosy cheeks. Then, as she saw the young man pull out his cock in front of her. All she could do was stare at it. Was she really going to be fucked in a dream?
"Um...Zank you." Larisa had difficult trying to think of how to respond. She didn't really find these flowerly mannerisms to be appealing, but the German was actually quite good at making them work. She wasn't too sure if it was working just by wearing it. Maybe it did improve her abilities. Maybe. Or it could have just been like the pain relieving rune she "made" from earlier and just functions on a self fulfilling prophecy. While she was definitely curious about what she could be doing with it, she refrained from casting any magic right then and there thinking better of it. "Prrrobably best not to be testing it rrright in middle of strrreets." Between her gradually improving skill and the supposed necklace to charge her abilities, she might actually be able to do quite a bit. But her skills only extended so far and she'd be far from invincible if the entire town guard were to get on her case. She wasn't too worried about the peasantry. But angry mobs with pitchforks and torches trying to swarm her, would surely be a nuisance. "If ve vant to prrroperrrly test ourrr skills, ve should find somewherrre prrrivate."
"You're welcome. Yeah, I'm not quite sure how I'd handle it if we came across one." Robert nods, eating some bacon. Volenca approaches, yawning. "Morning, you two." She dips some bread in the fat and grease of the pan, before eating it. "I'm headed out for some firewood. You two mind tagging along?"
