Delila was darkness incarnate. While her sister succubi hid in the shadows and tempted mortals selectively Delia loved the frontal approach. She loved to walk into a village in broad daylight horns and black wings viewable by all. Delila smiled as she thought about the last village.
She had come in during the morning. She had immediately caused a fright scaring the village. When she smashed open the first door a man and woman had been just sitting down for a meal. The woman screamed and tried to run while the man grabbed a broom and tried to swat her with it.
The attempt was truly pathetic and Delila was irked that this mortal thought he could swat her away like a fly. She easily caught the broom in her hand. Her hand was flawless, even the sharp black nails that could tear open a man somehow managed to look alluring. "I'm going to shove this up your arse you pathetic mortal."
She pulled the man closer and backhanded him harshly. He was dazed from the concussion and now saw two of the demon. With her sharp nails she ripped apart his pants and rammed the end of the broom stick straight up his ass!
He howled in pain as she sodomized him with his own broom.
"I'll do this to your wife if you don't give your soul over to me this instant."
He screamed in pain. Nothing had prepared the poor farmer to be violated so cruelty. He loved his wife and couldn't imagine her having to go through his mind shattering agony.
"Oh God forgive me, Yes. Take my soul you demon just don't hurt my wife."
Delila laughed, "Prepare for an eternity of pain!"
With those words she used her formidable strength to ram the wooden broom deeper into his rectum. She pierced his colon and his shrieks grew louder. She pushed further driving the broom deep into his insides until finally he died.
Delila felt the glow of the soul leave his body. She addressed it, "You will be sent to hell momentarily but I wanted you to observe what happens next. We have a deal you and I. I will not hurt your pathetic woman but I will make your village do it." The soul could hear and see everything but could do nothing else. It helplessly watched as the succubus picked up his dead body and threw it out to the village square.
She raised her voice, "You can not stop me for I am hell made flesh. I will do to all of you what I did this this wretch. You have five minutes to bring me this man's wife or your village is doomed."
Delila did speak truly. While she was not completely invincible, there was nothing this village could do to stop her. She was too fast and too powerful. Even if they managed to strike her with a weapon it was doubtful they had the strength required to break her unearthly beautiful demonic skin.
Filled with fear the villagers had then dragged the weeping woman before the Succubus. The soul cried out, "You can't do this we had a deal." The soul didn't have a mouth but the succubus could hear him perfectly she laughed and said, "I won't hurt her..."
Laughing she told the crowd. "I want her fucked. I want every man to ram his pathetic manhood into this woman. Fill her rear, her cunt and her mouth. After you have raped the whore kill her. If even one of you fails to do this I will kill you all. The village felt it had no choice. So they began. The woman screamed and begged for mercy but under the eye of the watchful succubus none dared help. The soul quivered in helpless rage as he saw his loving wife raped by over 50 men. After it was over they beat her to death.
Delila loved what she had done to the village.
"What that stupid village didn't realize is that everyone who raped her forfeited their souls with such a heinous act. I really am good at what I do."
Delila continued strolling wondering what hapless mortal she would run into next.
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