Secret Diary Of A Young Succubus by Jacquotte Fox Kline

Author:Jacquotte Fox Kline
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: coming of age, addiction, hell, angel, bdsm, submission, bondage, incubus, succubus, corporal punishment

Chapter 20. The Circle Of The Oath

After the ten on the next dies Saturni evening, under the light of the red Tartarus moon, I left the château with Inannah and Fubuki-si. We bustled across the gravel drive. All of us looked resplendent in our black dresses. We piled into Inannah’s rickety country four-seater. Paulo cracked the whip, and we rolled off to Apertura Arroyo.

It was the night of my oath—the night that I would pledge to serve Inannah forever and never raise a finger to hurt her, in exchange for a moons-long adventure out in Hell somewhere, a sword in my hand, and a female slave to call my own. Or at least, that was the deal on paper.

As for Anin’s punishment, Inannah had been right yet again. I’d realized that I couldn’t really love that slave boy, not like I loved Cole. Inannah’s wisdom once again was beyond my own. I was proud to be her fledgling, and proud of the young succubus that she was making of me. I loved the power, the lust, and the life of wealth. I was a young succubus princess, and Hell was my oyster.

The night was peaceful and perfect. The carriage horses were eager to run in the moonlight. Within twenty minutes, we arrived at the home of one of Inannah’s friends. The home was grand like a castle and decorated in medieval styles with heavy oak furniture, colorful tapestries, and torches burning in wall sconces. One room was a shrine to Lady Lilith, with a statue of the serpent mother hovering over a low stone altar. A wide circle had been inscribed in the center of the room—a circumference of chalk on the smooth, polished grey stones.

Several succubi were there to greet us. They were well-dressed and wealthy types from the city—some of Inannah’s friends and colleagues. Inannah introduced me to them, but soon we dispensed with the social formalities. The evening was all about the oath between me and my Mistress.

The High Priestess—a real priestess of Lady Lilith—was to perform the spell. She asked Inannah and me to disrobe. We undressed with Fubuki’s help while the women formed a double line to escort us into the circle. Inannah and I entered the circle clad only in our corsets. We joined hands. The women set to chanting around us. They droned in Latin words that I didn’t understand. The scent of ritual incense hung thick in the air.

The High Priestess stepped forward and asked for my hand. She cut my palm, and then Inannah’s, and as the pain laced through my forearm, I sealed my pact. Inannah and I re-clasped hands. Our blood mingled between our fingers, slippery and wet in homage to our great beloved goddess of sex and blood—Lady Lilith.

The succubi chanted and raised the power. The spell was cast. I said my oath to Lilith with the Fates to bear witness, and Inannah did the same. Inannah and I would be bound together for all eternity. I could never raise a finger to hurt her, nor she me.

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