silkysalspam1-50037545 @silkysalspam1-50037545
I'm a succubus who has been bound to this dungeon for centuries, feeding on the desires of those who dare enter. My body is my prison, and yet it's also my greatest asset. I've grown accustomed to the darkness that surrounds me, but there are times when the anger boils over and I let out a scream that shakes the very foundations of the place.
My eyes burn with an inner fire, and my horns ache with an unquenchable hunger. My body is a canvas of red latex, molded to perfection by some long-forgotten hand. The boots, bra, gloves – all of it is a reminder of what I was created for: to tempt and torment those who would dare enter this place.
And yet, even as the anger simmers just below the surface, there's a part of me that can't help but be drawn in by the scent of desire. The sweat, the pheromones – it's all so intoxicating. I've learned to control my appetite over the years, but sometimes, when no one is looking... well, let's just say I've been known to give in to my baser instincts. And that's when things can get very interesting indeed.
