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PREVIOUSLY: Channah leads Penny in an intense and passionate dance. Meanwhile, Kadidia is propping up a comatose Chastity beside Channah, who has urged Penny to help Kadidia revive her. NOW:
“Chas, Chastity, please wake up!” Penny called out sincerely with her heart and soul. “Come back, you can do it! I did, I know you can too!”
Kadidia leaned over Chastity’s shoulder, putting one hand across Chastity’s chest, turned her head to the side, and kissed her on the lips, breaking the spell that had banished Chas from her own body. Almost immediately Chastity jerked and came awake, causing Penny to cry out thankfully with relief.
“Good work, Pleaser!” Channah praised her, keeping one hand on the bar and using the other to reach out and take Penny’s chin in her hand, forcing her to look her in the eyes and see the hunger and the passion there. Penny shivered, helplessly charged by Channah’s charisma, magic, and raw sexual energy, multiplied by Penny’s own sensitivity and responsiveness. Channah dialed back the pressure on Penny, allowing the tickler to pulse, steady and low; while she drew her hand back from Penny’s chin. Penny tensed and gasped in fear, causing Channah to laugh. “Oh, poor widdle baby so nervous! Please don’t worry, sweetie, this is what you’ve been waiting for! Mama’s gonna love you baby…” then she snickered, unable to be completely sweet here, in this environment, with the wickedness she had planned. “Mostly.”
But then she showed the girl just how sweet she could be, as Penny continued to swing back and forth. As they continued to sweat and move together, the sound turned flatter, moist, and nasty, from the soft whisper of skin on skin to a wet slapping sound of flesh on flesh like women having a slap fight in a rain storm. Channah bit her lip, for her own pleasure and rude satisfaction, and to show Penance how hot and dominant she was feeling. Penny’s own face and slack jaw, even without regard to her trussed-up position, made it clear how perfectly she was complementing Channah with her passivity and submission, starting to moan very quickly with real pleasure as Channah’s behavior let her turn from fear to hope, resignation to interest and arousal, and soon, soon, desperation.
Slap. Slap. Slap! She bounced the girl extra-hard just for fun, giggling with Penny’s wail and her own sudden dizzy suspense as Penny swung out to maximum arc and Channah waited to find if they would be able to continue, or be rudely interrupted.
But it was edging perfection: Penny came soooo close to escaping her they both gasped before she returned and they both cried out in relief, the sounds both of them were making, taking on a little, desperate edge.
Meanwhile, next to Channah, having awakened her princess with a kiss, Kadidia played with Chastity’s nipples and held her tight, murmuring into her ear how much she looked forward to taking her the next time they were on this parapet together.
Chas gasped when her mind started processing well enough to listen and make sense of Kadidia’s words, and Kadidia chuckled, deep in her throat.
“Oh? hmm…” the girl mumbled, only half-awake, the delicious sound turning into a surprised yelp. “Who are YOU!??!” And immediately after her genuine, unconscious outburst, realizing she had just barked at—first, a giantess; and second, someone who almost certainly outranked her—she started apologizing: “I’m sorry, D—Mis—”
“Your Grace, Your—Your Grace, Chas!” Penny came to her rescue. “She’s Succubus Duchess Kadidia!”
“Your Grace!” Chas repeated automatically, her eyes wide and looking every which way. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, it’s just—I don’t know—I can’t remember—PENNY!!” she screeched suddenly, taking in her circumstances. Even Penny managed a tiny weak rueful smile as Chastity, continuing to process and taking in Penny’s rearing flesh and desperate face, inferred that she was okay. At least, insofar as any living soul dragged to hell for unnatural supernatural sex-torture rituals and hung out over a precipice above an ocean of ravenous devils could be.
And then, her third realization hit: “Penny! You—you’re so beautiful! Oh, oh Penance—I can’t stand it—you—you—you’re so pretty!”
Penny’s face crumbled and she moaned. “I know I’m a mess…”
“A hot mess, girl,” Chas promised. “And I mean—girl! What happened to you? Wait—what happened to me?! I was so scared, Penny, I—”
“Hush,” Kadidia commanded, taking her chin again and turning her back to face her captor, eyes wide with anticipation and arousal in the most primal of senses, focus and attention and heightened blood responding to prepare her body for whatever she was going to need to do next—fight, flee, or fuck—because Chas, bound and held from behind by a woman two or three times her size, had already kind of figured out she wasn’t going to be left alone. She was still adjusting and nowhere near arousal quite yet, but she was starting to wrap her mind around her circumstances, remember she had cum earlier without permission, been punished, and then been—she shuddered with the recollection, and decided she didn’t want to think about it just now. Couldn’t possibly think about it now, with Penny and the Duchess and—and—
Channah grunted: “Chastity—you’re—you’re with us again? You have the presence of mind to know what’s—ungh—happening around you?”
“Yes, Domina,” she responded, still sounding dazed even to herself, but nodding as much as she could with Kadidia still holding her chin. Less than a minute of awareness, and the very first moments of first setting eyes on, or even imagining anything like, Kadidia, and she already felt the heat of Kadidia’s easy power. She realized of a sudden, with complete certainty, she could not resist Kadidia, physically or mentally, even if she tried her very hardest. She swallowed and sighed involuntarily under Kadidia’s hands, pleasing the succubus with her natural reaction. Kadidia’s hand moved lower. Chastity sighed, and sank back into Kadidia’s big, brown, amused eyes.
“This one’s a natural-born slut,” Kadidia evaluated her, just like that, and Chas turned red, making a helpless little noise.
Literature Section “06-110[X] Chastity Comes Back for More”—more material available at TheRemainderman.com—Part 110 of Chapter Six, “Le Saccage de la Sale Bête Rouge” (“Rampage of the Dirty Red Beast”)—Abridged 1003 words::Explicit 1146 words—Accompanying Images: 1884-1887—Published 2025-06-09—©2025 The Remainderman. This is a work of fiction, not a book of suggestions. It’s filled with fantasies, idiots, and criminals. Don’t believe them or imitate them.