Summoned by a Succubus

~~~ Chapter Notes ~~~

~~~ Chapter Notes ~~~

Lilith's demon mother has been sent to the Pit. The cultists have been wiped out. The girls are taking their newly-bonded lover home. Runa's upgrades to the carriage have them returning in record time.

POV warning: I usually write in the first person. So far, this story has been mostly in the third-person POV. I'll be shifting the view between the characters from time to time...

Gore warning: I don't want to spoil anything, but I feel the need to warn you that Monagamous_Now recommended some cautionary tags for this chapter - due to what he called "extreme revenge". I would prefer the label "extreme justice" instead - but I think you get the idea. As often happens in my fantasy tales, when a predatory character finally meets their end, it's often bloody. Those delivering the retribution might argue against somebody calling the violence "unnecessary". Characters who have endured suffering don't usually give their tormentors an end that is quick or clean.

~~~ Gautham ~~~

~~~ Gautham ~~~

"What the fuck?!" Elira gasped. "Are those trolls?!"

Gautham was under attack. The city gate was pulled down. It lay in ruins. Giant gray trolls were climbing over the rubble to enter the city. Guards, mages, and - from the looks of it - anybody else who could fight were trying to battle the things.

"Trolls are resistant to magic," Lilith warned.

"I ain't gonna use magic," Thalia said, leaping from the carriage and pulling her massive sword from her spatial-storage bracelet.

"I may need longer blades...," Nyx mused as she clenched her fists and shadow-stepped away.

"Go for the eyes!" Elira yelled after her.

The Tiefling appeared in mid-air - upside down - and gave the elf-girl a thumbs-up.

"You might try a lullaby...," Lilith suggested to the bard. "I think I'll skip trying to charm them and just choke them with my tail."

"Tail-spear through the eye-socket or the roof of their mouth - into the brain - if you can find it...," Elira suggested with a grin and a wink.

"Sounds good...," the succubus said, leaping from the carriage.

"Guess we'll see what I can do...," Zephyra said as she floated into the air.

Runa pulled out two hand-axes that Jason didn't remember seeing before.

"Can you even reach their dicks with those?" he teased.

"I'll be able to after I chop their feet off!" she yelled back as she sprinted away. "Don't fucking break that suit!"

"Worrywart!" he retorted.

Tigress leapt from the cart and followed Runa. Jason reached forward, set the hand brake, climbed out of the carriage, stored it away, and headed towards the trolls at a jog. He pulled out the battle axe they had taken from the minotaur demon. With the suit, he could swing it easily now. Runa had upgraded the huge weapon a bit. It was far sharper than it had been before. Jason was curious to see how well it would carve through troll hide. If the myths from Earth were true, it was tough shit.

The girls eyed their lover nervously as he charged into battle. He was supposed to be surrounded by his girls so that they could protect him. Runa had added magical med-kit tech to his suit. He was their healer and blessing-giver. Tap his crotch, suck his dick, and get a boost from the Goddess. The chaos of the troll attack didn't lend itself to their usual tactics. Each of the girls quickly prayed to the Goddess that she would watch over their lover and keep him safe. They didn't know what they would do without him. It still felt like they had all just found each other.

Jason roared out a challenge and jumped into the air to bring the axe down on a troll's head. Midway there, he decided that announcing your attack to the enemy was a bad, fucking idea. The troll swatted him aside and went back to trying to smash the guards that he was assaulting. Jason ended up embedded in the wall of a nearby house.

"Jason!" Runa yelled. "Be careful!"

"Got it!" he yelled back, holding up his hand to show that he understood.

His next three steps were shaky. He went to one knee and then climbed back to his feet. He retraced his steps to retrieve his axe. It was stuck in the wall of the house. He pulled it free and turned back towards the troll in time to see it bite the head off of one of the gate guards.

"Fuck...," he cursed. "Stay out of grapple range."

Tigress jumped onto the troll's calf and sank her claws in to hold on. She swiped one paw down the thing's leg but it acted like it didn't even notice that she was there. When the mountain kitty tried once more, the troll swatted her away and went back to roaring at the guards again.

Jason made sure the little cougar was recovering and then leapt at the troll's back. He brought the blade down in line with its spine - just below the skull. The things had no neck to speak of - so that was a rough estimate. The blade sank in about six inches. Not horrible - but not good enough on a monster the size of the thing Jason was hacking into.

The troll spun to see what had injured him and Jason was flung to the ground. He managed to hang onto his axe this time. He spotted another troll dragging a screaming guard away from the fight. The man looked like the guard from Nyx's memories - the one that hated her. Suddenly, the Tiefling was on the troll's shoulders - ripping her blades at his face - trying to get at his eyes. She shoved a blade at his temple but it only penetrated a couple inches. She pulled it out and slammed it in again.

Jason heard a scream and realized that the troll he'd injured was grabbing another guard. He held the man in his fist and raised his head to his mouth. Jason launched himself forward and brought the axe down on the side of the troll's knee. Once again, the blade went in about six inches. The effect was much more dramatic this time. The troll folded sideways as he tried to shift the weight from his injured knee. He flung the guard away as he tried to catch himself. Jason rolled out from under the toppling giant and tried to figure out what part of his body to attack next.

The troll ended up on his back. Jason tried to bring the blade down on his face but the troll swatted him aside again. Jason quickly regained his feet and came at the monster once more. He raced forward - planning to hack at the thing's wrist if he could get it to hold still - when it screamed in rage and agony. It looked down its body and Jason followed its gaze. He found a redheaded dwarf raising her hand-axe to take another swipe at the troll's genitals.

Since the thing was already distracted, Jason decided to go for the kill. Assuming that it would take too long to carve through the skull to get to the thing's brain, Jason chose to go for the throat. He brought the blade down as hard as he could - swinging it with both hands - lending his strength (and the suit's) to the weight of the heavy battle-axe.

The blade went almost a foot into the softer flesh under the troll's chin. Jason quickly raised the axe and swung again. Even as the monster screamed in pain and rage. Jason felt like the thing was screaming directly into his ears. He felt liquid trickle down his neck and the sounds around him were suddenly muted.

"Fuck...," he thought to himself. "I think that thing just exploded my eardrums."

Even as those thoughts ran through his mind, he struck again - and again - and again.

~~~ view shift ~~~

Nyx struck her target time and again - driving her blade into the temple of the troll she was riding.

"Come on, you ugly fuck!" she raged. "Fucking die already!"

The troll swung its arms around to grab at her but she simply teleported in front of him and stabbed him in the eye. When he reacted to that, she teleported back to his shoulder and resumed trying to get her blade into his brain. He reached for her again, screaming in pain now, and she took his other eye. She glanced down at the guard to see how he was doing. He was just watching her. He wasn't moving. His face was a mask of pain and fear.

"Run!" she yelled. "Get away!"

"I... can't move my legs...," he told her.

"Oh... shit!"

She looked around for someone to help. Jason could heal - but could he heal a broken back - or a shattered spine?

Runa was watching Jason chop on a troll's neck.

"Runa! Runa!"

The redhead ran over to see what the horned-girl wanted.

"His back is broken - or his spine," she yelled, pointing at the guard. "Do you have anything to move him while I deal with this bitch?"

"I... uh... hang on...," she said, her mind churning.

Nyx went back to trying to kill the troll - not that she had ever stopped. The blade was going a bit deeper now. She was sure she was close. The problem now was that - if she managed to kill the thing - he had a 50/50 chance of landing on the guard.

"Hurry!" she yelled to Runa.

"I am!" the redhead yelled back.

Nyx glanced down to see the artificer building a... cot?

The Tiefling drove the blade in again. The troll froze.

"Runa!"

"Help me!" the dwarf yelled.

Nyx teleported to the redhead's side. The cot was lying beside the guard.

"Slide him onto it," Runa ordered.

They both grabbed parts of the guard's body and pulled him towards themselves. As soon as he was on the makeshift stretcher, they each grabbed an end and ran for it. Above them, the troll was tipping. They managed to move the guard just as the giant monster slammed to the ground in the very spot where the guard had been lying.

"Fuck, that was close!" Nyx said.

"Too close!" Runa agreed. "Let's set him here. I'm hoping Jason can heal him."

"I'll go see if I can help him finish slicing that one's throat open," Nyx said, teleporting away.

She appeared on the other side of the troll that Jason was hacking into.

"When you're finished here, we got a guard with a broken back or spine," she told Jason, pointing to where Runa was standing to her feet.

He glanced over and then looked at her and nodded.

"Slow going here...," he complained. "Thought this would work but he's still hanging on. He's quit grabbing for me though."

"How can I help?" Nyx asked. "I finally managed to drive my blade into one's temple but it took forever."

"Maybe go through the eye?" Jason suggested.

"Through?"

"You have small hands...," he said, grinning.

"And you have a fat dick...," she told him. She grimaced. "This is gonna suck ass..."

Nyx clenched her fist and drove her blade into the troll's eye. It thrashed around. Jason let go of the axe and held its head still.

"Dig through - into the brain...," he told Nyx.

"You'd better suck my pussy 'til I squirt...," she answered.

"Deal...," he replied.

She mashed her lips together to try to keep from vomiting and shoved her hand into the eye socket. She scooped the ruined eyeball out. It hung from the hole by the optic nerves. Nyx retched.

"You're doing great...," Jason told her.

The little Tiefling clenched her fist, brought out the arcane soul-blade and shoved it into the empty socket. She dragged it around and carved a rear entrance where there shouldn't be one. She punched through the opening and drove the blade up into the troll's skull. Her hand found a squishy mass there. She turned her head and vomited all over the troll's ear. He shuddered once and then stilled.

Jason stood, picked up his axe, stored it away, and jogged towards the disabled guard. Nyx wiped the puke from her lips and spit out the chunks that were still in her mouth. She stood to her feet. Runa wrapped an arm around her and helped her away from the massive corpse.

"He'd better fucking keep his promise," Nyx muttered.

"What's that?" Runa asked.

Nyx held up her bile-covered arm.

"Jason promised to suck my pussy until I squirt," she told the redhead.

"That's two you killed," Runa told her.

"You got anything to clean this shit off of me?" Nyx asked.

"Sorry," Runa answered. "You'll have to wait until Lilith returns."

"It's getting quiet," the Tiefling mused. "Do you think we won?"

"I hope so," Runa said. "I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to any of you."

Nyx hugged the dwarf with her clean arm.

"I know," she agreed.

~~~ view shift ~~~

The guard looked up into the face of the man who looked like he was half made of metal.

"Hold still," the man said.

"Won't be a problem...," the guard told the man. "I can't move my... Oh... Fuck... That hurts!"

"Try to relax. I'll see if I can do something about the pain."

~~~ view shift ~~~

Jason switched from healing the man to easing the man's pain. The guard blacked out a couple seconds later.

Nyx and Runa came over. Nyx was holding her gore-covered arm away from her body and the dwarf.

"How's he doing?" she asked.

"This the one that hates you?" Jason inquired.

"He's warming up to me," the Tiefling said with a grin.

Jason was glad to see her grinning.

"I started healing him and the pain got intense. I eased the pain and he passed out. I'm gonna try to work on the spine again. I think a troll slammed a fist on his head and compressed his spine and fucked it all to hell..."

"Which one?" Nyx asked.

"Which... spine?"

"Which hell...? There are seven."

"Ah... Pick one. Not sure it really matters."

Jason laid his hands on the guard once again and told his suit to bring in the sensors and medical tools.

"Hate like fuck to have to operate...," Jason said. "I don't think this suit has the pain meds for that..."

"Just try letting the magic flow through...," Runa suggested. "Like you did with the suit. You're Goddess-blessed. It should give his body the power to start mending itself. Just take it slow. The back and spine are serious business."

"Yeah," Jason said, "back on Earth, we study that stuff in microscopic detail. I'm no expert though. The Goddess is going to have to carry the bulk of the load on this..."

Jason focused his mind of doing what he'd learned to do with the suit - easing the warm glow in his core through his hands - into the guard lying on the stretcher.

The glow got to his fingertips and then he struggled to push it farther. The suit always just kind of sucked it in at that point. The guard was unconscious. The man couldn't help him by pulling it into his body. Jason was going to have to push it a bit more...

He nudged the magic forward - a little more and a little more. It was kind of sick to think about it like that - but it was like shoving your dick into a tight vagina. He applied more and more pressure - trying to be careful - and then stopped as soon as he felt the opening widen enough for him to slip in.

He eased more of the golden glow through his fingertips. It moved more easily now. He could tell that it would help - it would work - he just needed to keep letting the warmth pass from his body to the guard's.

"It's working - but it'll be slow," he told the girls. "I'm going to be here for a bit. Can you go check on the others? I'm getting worried that we haven't heard from them."

"Alright," Runa said, "but don't leave here until one of us gets back to you."

"I'll be here," he promised.

Nyx and Runa took off. A moment later, Tigress came over and lay down beside the unconscious guard.

"I could have used your help a minute ago, you know?" Jason told the large cat.

The big feline ignored him.

He chuckled at the craziness of the situation he found himself in. Fucking six beauties, talking to a wild cougar kitten that seemed far too intelligent to be real, and healing a man's back by squeezing glowing warmth into his body.

"Unreal," Jason said, shaking his head in disbelief.

He continued to pour the golden glow into the guard's body for what seemed like hours. He was beginning to tire. He was also more and more worried that the girls had not returned.

Jason finally finished healing the man and sat down on the ground to pull out his canteen. Runa had made the thing. It chilled the water and removed impurities. Jason took a drink. It was the best water he had ever tasted.

He had been resting for only about a minute when the guard opened his eyes.

"Don't move much - but see if you can wiggle your fingers," Jason told him.

The guard wiggled the fingers on one hand and then the other.

"Good. Try the toes now...," he directed.

Both sets of toes worked as well.

"How does your spine feel?" he asked.

"A little tender...," the guard answered.

"How's it going?" Nyx asked, as she walked up.

"Checking him out now," Jason told her.

He looked back to the guard.

"If you think you can handle it, let's try bending your arm, touch your nose, and then lay it back down."

As the pair watched, the guard moved one hand and then the other.

"How was that? Any pain?"

"No. It was okay."

"Try wiggling - carefully - one foot. Don't do anything crazy yet."

"I'm feeling pretty good now."

"Okay but let's still go slow. I think you're healed. I just need to make sure you stop quickly if we find something that's still not right."

"Okay."

The guard moved one foot and then the other. Then he bent his leg at the knee and dragged his foot back. He laid the first down and did the other.

"Okay, big test now," Jason said, "see if you can keep your leg straight and lift the whole leg - stop when the foot is about a foot off of the ground..."

The guard raised the foot. It dropped with a thud.

"I'm kind of worn out...," the guard reported.

"Tired from the healing, I'm guessing...," Jason told him, nodding. "You'll need to sleep - and probably eat well. You may need a couple days to recover your strength. You had a lot of shit fucked up."

The guard raised the other foot for a moment and then dropped it.

"I'm done... I'm exhausted," he said.

"Nyx, you got any stored food? Maybe a bowl of stew? Not too spicy...?"

"Let me check..."

Jason turned back to the guard.

"Can I help you sit up?"

"Move him beside the wall first," Runa suggested. "Grab the other end."

Runa and Jason picked up the makeshift stretcher, moved the guard to the wall, and then helped him sit up. Jason gave him the canteen.

"It's just water," he said.

The guard took a drink.

"Fuck, that tastes good...," he said.

"Blame the redhead," Jason said, storing the canteen away.

"Could I get another drink?" he asked.

"Yeah, sorry," Jason said. "Reflex."

He handed the canteen back to the guard. The man took another long pull on the thing.

Nyx came over with a wooden bowl and a spoon. He set the canteen down and held out his hands.

"I can't thank you enough for all you've done for me," he said, looking up into her eyes.

"Don't mention it," she replied, smirking at him.

He grinned back and said, "Okay, fine."

"If you're still hungry, I've got more," she told him.

The guard didn't think he was that hungry but the contents of the bowl vanished quickly. The small Tiefling took the dirty bowl and spoon and made them disappear.

"You have a spatial-storage item?" he asked her.

"We all do," she replied. "Runa's a fucking whiz with tech-shit. We tried to buy one and couldn't afford it. She bought a scroll about spatial-magic and - next thing you know - we all have amazing new gadgets and don't have to carry packs around anymore."

"You made the canteen as well?" the guard asked the redhead.

"Yeah," she said. "That's way fucking easier than spatial-storage."

"Most folks I know would kill to have a canteen that held cold, clean water."

"You gotta put water in it...," Runa clarified.

"It purifies it though - and chills it?"

She nodded.

"Like I said...," the guard answered. "We don't leave the city much but I'd bet the captain would pay gold to have one for each of the guards..."

"There you go, fire-twat...," Nyx said.

"Fire... twat?" the guard asked.

"Her pussy hair is red...," Nyx told him.

"Nyx!" the dwarf objected.