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The Life of a Recovering Succubus (MotionlessOrbit x Ouroborus)

Anaise's mouth felt amazing, Charlie moaning loudly, glancing about to make sure nobody was going to come by and spoil their fun. He wouldn't have minded if another student came and saw the slutty succubus sucking him off but a teacher might take offence. Her blue head bobbed up and down on him, Charlie appreciating the view of her big round melons swaying and dangling under her as her body moved.

Her horns really did feel good in his grip, Charlie not feeling the need to guide Anaise along his cock but enjoying having them like handles anyway. She seemed to like it too, Charlie testing them and finding they weren't as rigid and hard as he might have imagined. They didn't exactly bend in his grip but he felt a little give in them and if he didn't know any better then a good enough tug and they might just snap off at the base.

Charlie didn't have to think about that though, too focused on how amazing Anaise's mouth felt as she inhaled his thick shaft. "Fuck, you're amazing at this" moaned Charlie, stirring his hips and beginning to thrust into Anaise's mouth and towards the back of her throat, pulling on her horns to make her take in more of his cock with each bob of her blue-haired head.
 
Anaise paused for a moment, her eyes squeezing shut as she soaked in the feeling of his fat, thick cock filling her throat, bulging against it as she took him all the way in. It was such a nice feeling, it felt right. It had been so hard, denying her Succubus nature, but to finally cave, even a little bit, felt absolutely amazing. She finally had a dick she could suck, a cock she could really treat well, and enjoy its taste and smell.

She held him for just a moment longer, her eyes watering as she looked up at Charllie. Then, she pulled her head back, bobbing her head up and down his length once again. Her tongue assaulted his cock on the other side, rubbing along his glans and the underside of his cock, licking the contours of his fat, mushroom shaped cockhead.

His praise was more than welcome. In fact, it was music to her ears, making him suck him even harder, now. She'd become a sloppy mess thanks to his fat, delicious dick, drool and spittle leaking from the corners of her mouth and oozing down her chin, dripping into her monstrous tits. By now his balls were completely covered in her warm spit too, leaving them both a wet mess.
 
Charlie was taking great satisfaction in helping drag Anaise's mouth up and down his cock, holding her by her horns. She seemed to be enjoying it just as much though, just continuing to confirm his theory that she couldn't possibly be satisfied with her meek and shrimpy boyfriend. Even as her eyes watered she continued to slurp lovingly all over his shaft, bobbing up and down, Charlie loving the feel of her energetic tongue lavishing him with more attention.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me blow" groaned Charlie, keeping his voice down as he bit his lip, hearing the sloppy sound of Anaise taking him in and drooling all over herself and down his balls too. Charlie felt himself starting to hit his limit, gripping Anaise's horns harder and starting to thrust into her more firmly. He pushed as deep as he could on every thrust, hilting himself inside her throat and watching her slender neck bulge around him as he moaned louder and louder until his balls were slapping wetly against Anaise's chin.

"Shit!" groaned Charlie, eyes closing in rapture as he pushed Anaise down deep and thrust forwards one more time. His cock throbbed in her throat and mouth, erupting as he fed rope after backed up rope of his sticky seed right into her stomach. Charlie managed to pull away at the last minute and fired a few weaker spurts of his white cream right over her face as well, marking Anaise with the masculine scent of his virile seed.
 
"Grrk! Grrhk!" Anaise gagged with every thrust of his hips. Her throat fit snugly around his monstrously thick cock, holding it firmly every time he buried himself within her throat. Even though he was fucking her face, she found herself still doing her best to suck his cock. The succubus hated herself for enjoying it, but it was beyond her, now. She found herself loving his thick cock.

She couldn't wait for him to cum, and she was generously rewarded when he did. His hot, thick seed painted her throat white, rope after rope firing straight down her throat and into her belly. The salty taste was pure bliss to Anaise, and she found herself swallowing his batter greedily. She never got this much with Noah, not even close. She even welcomed Charlie's cum onto her face.

The smell filled her nose quickly, and soon it was all she could think about. Her senses were consumed by his cum, and she nearly came again just for smelling and feeling it against her skin. The succubus's mouth hung open slightly, some of his cum sitting on her tongue. She licked some of it from her face before she swallwed it, gasping as she tried to catch her breath. Her heart was beating out of her chest now. "Thank you," She said once again, between gasps.

She didn't even get mad at herself for saying it this time. She felt so much more fulfilled, just from sucking Charlie's cock. They didn't even fuck!
 
Charlie grinned as his cock deflated a little, even soft he was still bigger than Noah was when hard. His cum so thick and a bright white colour as well, her boyfriend usually managing little watery climaxes that could easily be confused with pre-cum. "You're welcome Anaise" he said again as Anise thanked him once more for giving her what her body craved but what she'd been denying herself.

"I'm keeping these" he said, reaching down and picking up her discarded and still soaking panties. "I want you to walk around without them for the rest of the day, so you don't forget who made you cum so hard" he said, leaving Anise kneeling in the grass before stashing himself back in his jeans. "Looking forward to the party. I reckon we'll be getting to know each other better" said Charlie, giving Anaise a playful wink and scarpering before she could properly recover and try to change her mind.

After a few moments, Anaise would hear the bell ring signalling that lunch was over. People began to file back into the classrooms but luckily nobody came back behind the building to see Anaise sat there with Charlie's cum on her face and her drool-stained exposed tits. Anaise however would hear Noah calling her name as he was no doubt looking for her, wondering where his girlfriend had gotten to.
 
"Get to know each other better..." Anaise was still a little dazed by it all, consumed by the cum that painted her face. Some of it had even dripped onto her exposed tits. Maybe it was a combination of pent up desire and a pent up need she'd been trying to quiet for Noah's sake, but every little drop, the warmth and the smell, it was intoxicating. She didn't move for a good bit, basking in the feeling, even when Charlie stole her panties and ran off.

She would have sat like that for awhile, but then she heard Noah's voice. "Shit shit shit...!" She hurriedly tried to clean herself off. She wiped Charlie's cum from her face, though she couldn't help but take the extra time to lick it up, licking her hands clean until there was a lack of evidence that anyone had cum on her. She then quickly fixed her bra and buttoned her shirt, her massive tits barely hidden from the world at large once again. Because of the drool on her tits, her white shirt was damp, her bra even more visible through the fabric.

"-I'm coming Noah!" She made sure her hair was straight. It wasn't until a breeze blew by that she realized the ramifications of Charlie taking her underwear. She could feel it tickle her pussy, still soaked not just with her cum, but arousal. She shuddered before she headed over to him to head to class.

Thankfully, Noah, the naive boy, didn't suspect anything. Not that he had anything to suspect is what Anaise kept telling herself! She didn't cheat, she just...got some help so that she didn't cheat later! But she couldn't stop thinking about Charlie's fingers, or his massive cock. That smell, that taste...

She almost didn't notice when the bell rung and class let out. She was ready to go, determined to pull Noah into a closet or a gymnasium and fuck his brains out. It might not be fufilling, but if she used her fingers, or maybe something else alongside his dick, she could easily get off, right?!

Unfortunately, her plans were dashed when the teacher told her to stay put. He wanted to talk to her about something, and she was not sure, so the girl stayed put with a grumble, waving Noah on. "I'll see you later." She gave him a little smooch on the cheek before she looked to her teacher, waiting patiently.
 
Noah was relived to see Anaise and there was no sign of Charlie. He figured Anaise must have given him a chewing out as she'd intended. He couldn't fail to notice her bra showing through her top but figure she'd just spilled something on herself since getting up from the picnic table and tried not to stare at her breasts too much, thinking Anaise wouldn't like it and unaware it was exactly what she seemed to enjoy. Anaise was able to justify her actions, thinking she might be able to have sex with Noah again and wipe away the figurative stains of her dalliance with Charlie. However her plans were scuppered as she heard a voice calling her name while everyone else was packing their things away.

Mr Gladstone was the teacher in question, who had asked her to stay behind. He waited until everyone had filed out, watching Anaise kiss her boyfriend on the cheek before Noah departed with the others and the classroom door slicked shut behind them. "Thank you for staying behind Anaise. I thought it was best we have a chat away from Noah" he said, looking like this was a conversation he wasn't looking forward to having.

"I just want to say, before I continue, I understand that your... well... your..." he Gladstone clearly choosing his words carefully and then just giving up and continuing. "What I mean to say is, I know it can be difficult... for you, being here at a human school. I can only imagine there's a lot of temptations" he said, sitting in his seat on the other side of his desk, fingers folded before him and watching Anaise.

"I think it's best if I just come right out and say it, Anaise. I saw... you and Charlie. Behind the gymnasium at lunch" he said.
 
Anaise didn't quite know what Mr. Gladstone was getting at, at least not right away. She listened to him attentively, wondering if it had to do with her grades. Were they slipping? She'd done a decent job with her exams and homework as far as she was aware! The thought made her panic more, but then he spoke of temptations, and her heart stopped beating for a split second.

Her face went pale when he said his next words. "Y-you saw...?" She asked, stuttering a little. Her whole body went numb, and she stiffened slightly, causing her breasts to wobble slightly underneath her shirt. "W-wait...Mr. Gladstone I-I can explain...it's not like that! I-I..." She paused. How could she come up with something that wouldn't make her seem like a slut?! After all, he saw her willingly let him finger her, then she even blew him!

And if he heard them...

She was screwed. Royally screwed. Was he going to tell Noah?! The thought of breaking his little heart almost broke hers. He may be useless in the bedroom, but she still loved him! She couldn't let him find out at all, no matter what!

"W-well, Mr. Gladstone....it was just...Charlie's just...so forceful and..." She swallowed as she thought of a plan of action. She had to admit, the idea enticed her a little. Every succubus was good at seduction, in fact, they were proud of their skills with it. She hadn't gotten to use any of hers in so long that she worried she was rusty.

She leaned forward, her hands on his desk. Her arms were closer together, her breasts easily caught between them, causing them to push out slightly in his direction, her deep cleavage on display. "W-what exactly did you see...?"
 
Gladstone was clearly sympathetic, giving Anaise a look when she tried saying Charlie might have forced her, letting her know silently that what he'd seen had been anything non-consensual. He opened his mouth to speak but then Anaise leaned forwards, pushing her breasts together in her lightly translucent top and he froze. Anaise would see his eyes briefly flick down to her very noticeable chest before snapping back up to her face as he quickly reminded himself that Anaise was still a student and he needed to focus on the task at hand.

"Welll... I mean..." he said, clearly thrown off his rhythm by her very direct question and not wanting to spell it out for her. "Charlie... had his hand up... there" he said, choosing his words carefully again. "And then... well... you were on... your knees" he said swallowing hard and clearly struggling not to let his gaze drift down to the very distracting sight of her bulging breasts, seemingly barely contained by some straining buttons and what looked like a very lacy bra, just visibly through damper patches of the white fabric.
 
So he really had seen everything. That look told her that he wasn't buying what she said about Charlie, and she grumbled inwardly. Stupid Charlie...! It wouldn't have happened if she could just...! Anaise was really starting to see that her parents were right, life really wasn't fair.

But on the plus side, she saw his eyes wander to her cleavage, and she couldn't help but grin just a little bit. She still had it, Mr. Gladstone was fighting with all his life to avoid looking at her tits. It was exhilarating to know she still had this power. Noah was...Noah. He wanted sex when he wanted it, and while he wasn't exactly hard to seduce, he defintiely was hard to get to spring into action. But Mr. Gladstone...well she was his student, he was probably swirling with all sorts of conflicting thoughts, now.

It was exquisite to see him struggle like this, she had to admit.

"So you really did see us..." She muttered softly. She walked around the side of his desk, her finger running along the smooth, wooden surface, until she was right next to him in his chair. She parked herself on top of his desk, sitting in a way that not only could he still see her cleavage, but her large tits were practically in his face now, heaving with every exaggerated breath she took. "You have to keep that to yourself, Mr. Gladstone...."

"I'd do Anything," As she spoke, she kicked off her shoes, sliding her knee-high socks down her slender, smooth legs. "Anything at all, if you didn't tell anyone...especially not Noah..." She raised her foot, and gently rested it upon his inner thigh, her toes resting against his crotch. This was different than with Charlie. Charlie took advantage of her situation and she fell for it, but with Mr. Gladstone, she was trying to protect herself and, most importantly Noah. She really would do anything for that, for him.
 
Gadstone sat in stunned silence as Anaise carefully walked herself around his desk and perched herself up on it, her large globes at eye level and starting to slide off her socks too. He looked down and watched, practically hypnotised as her foot was an inch or so away from the shape of his cock against his pants, a twitch coming from the shape of it, without Anaise even touching him properly.

"Anaise... I don't know what you think you're doing but..." he began, swallowing again as he tried to find the words. His eyes were moving up and down her body by now, his lust for her already as palpable as it had been when Charlie had been eyeing her up. He was still a man after all. Still in the prime of his life and it seemed the situation itself was turning him on more. It was almost like something out of a cliche porno, the slutty schoolgirl seducing her teacher for good grades. In this case it was a succubus trying to buy his silence.

"I'm your teacher Anaise. This... isn't appropriate" he said, his mouth cashing cheques his loins weren't willing to pay however, another subtle stirring letting Anaise's keen eyes see there was blood rushing down rather than upwards.
 
"Mr, Gladstone..." Anaise let his name fall of his lips like a soft rain falling from the clouds. Her foot inched closer and closer to his crotch until she made contact with his crotch, gently rubbing up and down the length of his cock. "Class is over, isn't it...? You're not my teacher right now...you're just Mr. Gladstone, and I'm just Anaise." She told him, lips curling into a smile.

She could feel his desire and lust coming off him in waves now, and it was amazing. She knew he was aroused, and not just by the growing bulge beneath her feet. "Mmm...I'll make you a deal...if you keep me and Charlie a secret...I can help you out when you need it..." She offered, her toes curling around his shaft as she pressed against him through his pants.

"But if you tell..." She dragged her foot away from him suddenly. "Then...I don't think I'll ever forgive you." She raised her legs, holding them upwards. She, in all her entertainment and joy, forgot that she was no longer wearing panties. Charlie had taken them from her, and she forgot. She had intended to give him a view of them as she raised her legs, her skirt raising and opening along with, so instead, he got an eye full of her exposed pussy, slick with juices and swollen with arousal. "What do you say, Mr. Gladstone...? We succubi really know how to please a man, you know...it's what we were born for~."
 
Gladstone inhaled sharply as Anaise's foot touched his cock and she'd feel him twitch and swell more as she stroked along his length. Anaise would be able to tell he wasn't quite as big as Charlie had been but it seemed every man she came across still put her boyfriend to shame. Her smile was infectious as he mirrored hers, hearing her seductive and persuasive words. Anaise seemed to radiate her own sexuality and Gladstone was finding it very hard not to just throw caution to the wind and give in.

"Wait..." he said, the word spilling from his lips without thinking as Anaise teasingly took her foot away and depriving him of this new pleasure. Before he could try to correct himself, Anaise took things a step further and spread her legs, skirt coming up as his gaze went down to her bare pussy, already slick with arousal and completely uncovered. Gladstone hadn't seen Charlie pinching her panties and so was now under the impression Anaise was the kind of girl who came to school going commando. Yes, Gladstone had to suppose Anaise was right. It was just natural for her. He couldn't resist anymore and he felt something steel inside himself.

"Alright Anaise. If that's what you want. You can buy my silence" he said, his uncertainty apparently swiftly banished as he relaxed into his chair, admiring her glistening womanhood for a moment before looking back up at her pretty face with a smile, curling his finger invitingly at her.
 
Anaise was relieved on the inside that he'd given up and given in to his desires. Not just because it would keep Noah from finding out, but no small part of her was glad that she would get more play time. Charlie had awakened something in her, whether she realized it or not, and it was growing, threatening to consume her.

"Yes sir, Professor," She teased seductively upon seeing his beckoning finger. She slowly, lowered her legs from the desk and made her way towards him. She didn't know how this would happen, she knew very little about her Teacher, but she could feel his lust prying at her, telling her to come closer.

Before she knew it, her arms were draped around his neck, and she had settled into his lap. Maybe just a little dry humping will do him good...He was an older man, so perhaps he'd be satisfied with just that. She said she'd do anything, and she meant it, but she didn't quite know what she was getting into. She settled onto his lap in the chair, her plump, round ass resting on his crotch, her hot, wet pussy pushing against his shirt through her skirt. "Oh my...you're quite big, Mr. Gladstone." She smirked down at him as she began to gently move her ass against his dick.
 
Gladstone clearly enjoyed hearing the succubus call him sir, his cock twitching at the sound of it. Anaise climbed into his lap, straddling him as he ran his hands down her sides and grinned as she commented on his size, groaning as she grinded herself against his bulge. "I'm glad I measure up Anaise" he said, his hands caressing downwards until he was reaching under her skirt, stroking up her thighs and round to grab hold of her ass with both hands. His fingers sank into the plush flesh of her round bubbly cheeks, playing with her body as she worked her hips.

"What were they thinking? Letting a girl like you come to school here?" he said, looking down at her bulging chest as her globes pressed up against him through her shirt. "I'm not surprised the boys can't keep their hands off you" he said, clearly not upset at her presence, if anything he was even more pleased with Anaise being a student at their school now more than ever.

"It's not so bad is it? Are you even the same age as the other students?" he asked, Gladstone not sure how it worked with succubi and other otherworldy visitors. For all he knew Anais could be centuries old while looking like a high-schooler.
 
His fingers easily sank into the supple flesh of her ass, her plump cheeks threatening to swallow his hands whole. Her ass settled nicely into his hands, not just for support, but because Anaise  liked it. Her ass was just another part of her body that Noah, her sweet but ultimstely useless Noah, would ignore. It felt good to have someone grope it like this. Fulfilling, even.

"Not just the Boys anymore, is it, sir?" Anaise asked him, tugging lightly on his tie with her hands. Though she had no intention of kissing him, her mouth was so close to his that he could feel the moist heat of her breath in his skin. "You seem to really like my body too..."

"I don't mind it though...I love the way all the boys and men look at me." She looked him in the eyes. Her hips ground against his stiffening cock through his pants, wetting the fabric with her juices. Now her own breathing was becoming a little ragged as she started to enjoy herself. "I might be just a tad bit older...but ill never tell." She teased him, her hand letting go of his red tie and stroking the side of his face lightly. "Im old enough for you to have your way with me...thats what matters."
 
"You're beautiful Anaise" he groaned, feeling their lips so tantalisingly closed as she tugged on his tie and he felt how she welcome his groping, grabbing her ass even more firmly, groping and squeezing her cheeks like a baker kneading dough. The fact she wasn't some naive teen seemed to be the last encouragement Gladstone needed however, letting out another low moan as she rubbed herself against him, caressing her face, before Gladstone leaned forwards and locked lips with her.

Gladstone's tongue slid into her mouth as he began to heatedly make out with her, hugging her against him as his hands left her ass to run up and down her body. "I'm going to fuck you over my desk, you little succubus slut" he breathed, his own breath fast and rapid as the kiss broke and he buried his face into the crook of her neck, kissing along the sensitive parts and playfully biting down on the nape. His hand came up, pulling at her buttons hastily as he came dangerously closed to tearing her shirt open in his need to see her bulging tits properly.
 
A soft moan passed between Anaise's lips, parting them. Twice now, she was being played with, manhandled, in one day, and it felt just as good as the last time. She could feel a slight twinge in her pussy, a dull aching that begged for more, drooling with need. She was so caught up in what she was doing, and what he was doing, that she couldn't, or rather didn't, pull her lips away, even when he kissed her.

"Nyah..." She moaned into the kiss, her tongue submitting to his almost immediately. Her body knew her instincts better than she did, it remembered that she was a succubus first, and a girlfriend second. Her tongue glided playfully against his, pushing against it in a challenge only to submit immediately, folding under the strength of his. By the time the kiss ended, her cheeks were read and her mouth was left agape, a thin trail of their combined drool falling down along her chin as it broke.

Noah never kissed her like that. Not even close.

And his words. She found that not only did she believe what he was saying, but she wanted him to follow through. Her head rolled slightly to the side, a lewd smile on her face as she opened up her neck for him, allowing him to nip and kiss her skin as much as he wanted. "Mr. Gladstone, sir..." Her hands left his neck, and her hips moved back, just so her hands could find his crotch, unzipping his fly so she could fish his member out of his pants and briefs. "My slutty succubus pussy is so empty..." She panted. "I'm making such a mess in your classroom...you're making me so wet..." Her cunt was drooling onto his lap now, her hot juices splashing against his cock.

A succubus's juices were the perfect lubricants. Slick, hot, slightly sticky. A dollop on a cock would make any sort of sex or touch feel three times better than normal. A taste could work like an aphrodisiac if the Succubus didn't control herself. If the man was virile and potent enough, they could fuck for hours, maybe even the whole day. Noah...it never worked on him, not like she wanted it to.

"You need to punish me, I've been a bad student..." She arched her back, shoving her tits out into his hands. The buttons had officially burst, partially from his pulling and from straining to contain her bust in the first place.
 
"I can feel it Anaise. You're soaking wet" he groaned, finishing getting her buttons open and reaching the same hand down to go between her thighs as she did the same and got his cock out. He throbbed with need, his cock thick and long, Gladstone feeling a strange tremble of pleasure pass through him as her pussy drooled onto his cock, as if her cunt needed him to be soaking in her wetness right away so he could be buried inside her all the faster.

His fingers meanwhile was already working rhythmically under her skirt, stroking her lips and curling them inside as the wet sound filled the air between them, Gladstone feeling her soak his fingers with wetness. His hand came up to grope her through her bra and he moved his head from her neck to bury his face between her melons. "Yes, such a bad girl" he groaned, kissing, licking and biting at her chest while he ran a hand up behind her shirt and pinged her bra loose. Gladstone took a moment to help her get the shirt and bra off, leaving Anaise in nothing but her skirt now as he locked lips with her again and dominated the exchange with his tongue again.

"Get your ass up and over my desk" he growled, a heat growing inside him as Anaise invited him to 'punish' her, throbbing with need as he groped every part of her he could reach and pressed his lips to her neck, shoulders and bouncing full breasts.
 
"Nnngh," Anaise gasped as his fingers stroked her lips, sinking inside her soaking wet depths with ease. She greedily welcomed him inside, folds gripping and squeezing his fingers. Her hand held the back of his head, helping him to bury his face in her breasts, encouraging him to lick, bite and suck her mounds all he wanted. Her nipples were already rock hard, and every touch he performed only made her more aroused.

The moment he ordered her to get over his desk, she stood up, complying with his orders, though in such a way that her breasts traveled up along his face, stroking him with her ample tits. She turned in such a way that her breasts swayed along with her, her skirt flowing in the air a little, giving him a teasing glimpse of her thick thighs and juicy ass. "Yes sir, Mr. Gladstone," She spoke sultrily, sashaying her way over to her desk. At this point, the game was just as arousing and fun for her as the sex would be, at least that's what she thought to herself.

She did exactly as she was told, laying over the desk, her tits propping up her over body. Her legs spread apart widely, and her back arched, her juicy butt popping out in his direction. She wriggled her hips slightly, her rump wobbling as she enticed him with it. "Don't make me wait, Mr. Gladstone...I need your discipline," She teased, her tail raised slightly in the air, beckoning him forward. "How else will I learn to be a good girl?"
 
Gladstone got up and was only a few inches behind Alaise as she got up and sashayed to his desk, clearly not willing to wait but still taking a good look at her thick thighs and perfect peach of an ass. It was if her whole body was built to be no arousing, which Gladstone had to figure was likely the actual case. She bent over and Gladstone let out an audible groan of pent up desire as she presented herself to him, tits pressed into the hard wood, legs spread and back arched. It was the perfect vision, wetness slowly sliding down her thighs and her bubbly rear jiggling invitingly.

"Oh you're going to learn" said Gladstone, coming up behind Anaise as her tail swished and he reached a hand to take something lying on the desk by her head. Anaise would see it was a long wooden ruler, Gladstone running it across her backside, watching her tail moving and deciding to grab hold of the base, intending to make sure it wouldn't get away and unaware what effect it would have on her.

Meanwhile he touched the end of the ruler against her jiggling rear before raising it and bringing it down sharply with a loud smack that filled the room. "You wanted to get caught didn't you? You just can't help yourself, such a slutty succubus, it's just in your nature" he moaned, bringing the ruler down across her ass with another smack, striking her ass with it, not hard enough to make it really hurt but enough that it would sting and leave long pink marks across her shapely ass.
 
His fingers wrapped around the base of her tail, and she gasped, her tail falling over his arm slightly. Her head jerked up, and her ass raised against his hand, a whimper escaping her lips. Her tail was always sensitive, but after Charlie played with it so much earlier, it was even more sensitive now. She bit her lip, looking back at him as he ran the ruler across her ass. She couldn't see what it was, but she found out the moment he smacked her with it.

She cried out sharply as the loud smack of his ruler against her skin filled the room and her ears. The meat of her ass jiggled from the blow, wobbling to and fro, jiggling even more after his second smack. "Ahn!" She cried out again, rearing her head back. She tried to keep her ass still, but she fidgeted in place, making her booty juggle even more. "N-no Mr. Gladstone, I-I didn't want to get caught..." She whimpered.

She could feel the impressions of his ruler on her ass, her flesh pink and stinging from where he struck her. It hurt, but only a little, and she was damn sure enjoying it. "I-I can't help it, Mr. Gladstone...I need cock...I need cum...it's in my nature...to want to be fucked..." She was horny, her mind cloudy and her thoughts hazy, but she knew there was truth to her words. She'd been denying herself for so long, ignoring her nature, her purpose, and it was what got her here, in this situation. "I'm such a slutty succubus...I need to be treated like a dirty slut," She moaned.
 
Even as she pleaded and tried to convince him of her innocence, Anaise apparently couldn't help but confess how much she needed to be fucked. Gladstone grinned and brought the ruler down across her ass over and over, gripping her tail and whipping it along the length of the ruler so it hit both her cheeks. He enjoyed the way her cheeks jiggled with each strike, turning her ass pink and watching her fidget and whine.

"Oh I see, so it was just the bell that stopped you letting Charlie fuck you up against the wall of the gym?" he teased, enjoying her moans and the honesty he was drawing from her lips. The punishment didn't stop regardless, Gladstone revealing he had a bit of a sadistic side as he smacked Anaise's ass firmly over and over, making her cheeks sting as he squeezed and gripped her tail, rubbing along it as he realised it was having an affect on her.

"If that's what you need, then that's what I'll give you Anaise. You're not leaving this classroom until my cum is dripping out of you and you'll have to crawl home because your legs won't be working" he promised, bringing the ruler down across her ass one more time and then letting it clatter to the desk beside her as he reached down and grabbed of Anaise's wide hips.
 
"Ah!" Anaise gasped again with every smack of the ruler against her ass. Every time that ruler collided with her cheeks, leaving her skin slightly red and stinging, the meat of her ass cheeks jiggling, she pushed herself further against the desk, as if to try and run away from it, only to find herself pulled back by his grip on her tail. Every little rub only caused her to moan, just for her to gasp sharply upon being spanked again.

"N-noo..." She moaned. She wouldn't have let Charlie fuck her...would she? She knew right away that wasn't true. If he had pushed her up against that gym wall and shoved his cock inside of her, she wouldn't have just been powerless to stop him, she wouldn't have just let him, she would have loved it. "Y-yesss," She admitted, "Yes I would have let him fuck me!" She admitted finally, whimpering as she shook her hips more.

Her cunt was aching with need, dripping onto the floor by now. She was really gonna get it...it was really gonna happen! She was finally going to get fucked, and for real. "Please, please! Give it to me Mr. Gladstone! Feed my hungry pussy your fat cock!" She begged, legs spreading wider apart. I'm sorry, Noah, I need this...I can't deny my nature any longer. The excuse that she was doing this to protect them was gone. Now she was doing this for herself.

She was doing it because she needed good cock.
 
"Dirty slut" grunted Gladstone in answer to Anaise's dirty pleading, holding her hips and guiding his tip to her soaking wet entrance. He felt her slick warmth embrace him and the invigorating sensation of it sent a river of pleasure and energy from his loins up his spine. Her wetness really was the perfect lubricant and Anaise would be able to feel she was going to give Gladstone so much more energy than he might normally have.

Without another word, he thrust his hips forwards, pushing as deep as he could go, gripping her hips and plunging inside her. Gladstone let out a deep groan, eyes closing in rapture as he felt the pure bliss of being balls deep inside a succubus. It was, ironically, a heavenly sensation, Anaise's cunt feeling so warm, wet and welcoming. It was like her pussy had been already perfectly shaped to just fit him in, tight enough to provide the exact amount of friction to get him off while still allowing him inside all the way.

"Fuck. You feel amazing Anaise. You're right, this is your nature. I didn't see it before but I feel it now" he moaned, reaching up to grip the base of her tail again and his other hand holding her waist as he drew back and thrust inside her again. He began to fuck her over his desk properly, enjoying a slow but steady rhythm for the moment, his lap clapping against her pink ass as he took her openly in the classroom. Gladstone had forgotten that anyone who had hung around the school after hours might hear Anaise's slutty moans but her pussy felt so good that he didn't care in that moment.
 
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