Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170113215735

Some time later...

Almost all of the Mamono slump in their cages, their energy spent, passed out from the pleasure overload. The ones who are awake are in a state of mind-numbing afterglow; the Succubus is awake, but not cognizant; her eyes are half open and lazily crossed, her mouth agape, saliva glistening from its corners. The Bicorn has been released and lies on a leather bed in a small puddle.

The little Devil now follows Cyndwella around slavishly on all fours, a chain around her neck held carelessly in Cyndwella's left hand. She staggers about the room, intoxicated on the massive amount of fear and pleasure-tinged energy she's feasted on, supplemented by a great deal of alcohol. Several empty bottles lie around the room. The flames flicker as uncertainly as their creator as she stumbles against a wall.

"Hnngh...hehehehe-HIC-...Thas' not bad atall. Thas' purdy good.  Not bad atall.  Hehehe...hnngh..."

The little Devil crawls up and begins kissing her leg. Cyndwella looks down.

"Oh..? Whas this?  You d...dare kiss me withth.thout my purmessing?  Permission..?  Aaawww, what th' fug.  You been purdy good.  Lessee what you got in ya."

She unceremoniously reaches down and flips the Devil onto her back and yanks her legs apart. The Devil gasps as Cyndwella leans into them and gives her the most intimate of kisses...

The Devil screams and writhes in ecstacy, her hips vibrating as she is overloaded with pleasure one last time before passing out on the floor. Cyndwella stands and, wiping the glistening fluid off of her face, lets go of the chain and snaps her fingers. The chain disappears and the cages holding the Mamono lower them to the floor and disappear as well. The flames dim, flicker, then die.

She looks around the room at her handiwork, looking at the exhausted bodies. Few dry areas remain on the floor.

"Ngheheheh...hehe. He.  Guess I got my money's worth.  -HIC-  Oooohhh...nngehehe.  Uugh."

There is a clumsy, odd sounding -BAMF- as she disappears.