The Conquerors Path

I didn't wait for Angelina to reply to my words as I sat back onto my chair, my body in full display to the stunned beauty, whose emotions I just played now with, my words being a taunt from the past, with the same sexual flow as Angelina did in the past in this very room before, now the plays reversed and the one seduced being Angelina.

"What will you do now?'

I mused as the stunned woman slowly regained her sense of self, a huge blush coming over her face which quickly replaced itself with anger and a bit f humiliation and even at this time I didn't stop flaunting my body, making sure to take in the eyes of Angelina at all times, to add to her injury a small prideful smirk lit my face that being more than enough to blow the lid off Angelina.

Now seated across from me, Angelina took a moment to collect herself, her eyes burning with a mix of frustration and determination. The erotic tune continued to play in the background, setting the stage, while the special incense burned with might.

Without uttering a word, Angelina shifted in her chair, adopting a posture that accentuated the curves of her s-shaped body. Her olive-colored hair fell gracefully over her shoulders, and the peach fox-like eyes maintained an unwavering gaze on mine. I could feel the heat of the moment building between us, a palpable tension that demanded release.

With a slow, deliberate motion, Angelina brought one hand to her chest, tracing a teasing path along the neckline of her midnight blue dress. The fabric clung to her like a second skin, emphasizing the contours of her enticing figure. She raised an eyebrow in a silent challenge, inviting me to appreciate the subtle allure of her movements, her boobs jiggling begging to be nibbled and painted red from pain.

My eyes remained fixed on Angelina as she continued her seductive display. The black tail with a heart shape swayed gracefully behind her, a visual testament to the succubus princess's arousal. As she circled in her chair, Angelina's fingers played along the edges of the dress, inching downward with tantalizing slowness. Each movement revealed more of her tempting skin, leaving little to the imagination.

The midnight blue fabric parted like a curtain, exposing the creamy expanse of her shoulders. Her fingertips traced the delicate skin, leaving a trail of tingling sensations. The sultry melody in the background seemed to synchronize with her every movement.

"Enjoying the show, Austin?" Angelina's voice, laced with a hint of mischief, broke through the intoxicating ambiance. She knew exactly the effect she was having on me.

I leaned back in my chair, a playful smirk playing on my lips. "I've seen better," I replied, my tone a challenge. Her eyes gleamed with determination as she leaned forward, allowing the dress to slip further down. The tops of her ample curves teased, inviting my gaze. My eyes met deeper into her cleavage, begging to put my face in between.

In response, I decided to play my own cards. With deliberate slowness, I stretched my legs, the fabric of my pants tightening around my thighs. The subtle move drew Angelina's attention, her fox-like eyes flickering momentarily before regaining focus.

The air became charged with an unspoken challenge as she arched her back, her hands gliding over her midriff. The dress inched lower, revealing more of her sculpted form. A bit more of her upper breasts on display and she didn't stop with that, as Angelina moved her hand to the glass on the table, 'accidentally' pushing it down.

"Oh my, me and my silly hands!~"

Angelina spoke with an overly wide eyes as she stood up and turned her ass towards me, those heart-shaped tails of hers dancing around as the cloth she wore rightened around her heart shaped ass, thus giving me a good outline of how her ass looked, this juicy melon struggling into her dress, trembling a bit within her dress as Angelina kneeled to get the glass.

"Oh!~there it is~"

Angelina spoke as she slowly stood up, giving me a nice view of her ass, she patted her ass a bit as they giggled nicely in her dress, that juicy ass of hers, seemingly getting even tighter in her dress as she stood up and placed the glass back on the table with a sorry smile.

"Sorry for that, I am just a bit clumsy"

She spoke with a teasing smile to which I maintained my smile as I replied.

"No problem, I enjoyed the view"

This response of mine made Angelina blush a bit, while she has all the knowledge of seduction, this is the first time she is using it all in such a manner, specifically being fully slutty is new for her, and it's very embarrassing to her too but that's now gonna hold her off from getting what she wants.

Her fingers toyed with the hem of the dress, teasingly tracing the edge as if contemplating the next move. Without breaking eye contact, Angelina slowly lifted herself from the chair, the dress now hanging loosely around her waist. She stood, a vision of unbridled sensuality, and took a step closer. Angelina's attire, a sultry ensemble befitting a succubus princess, clung to her every contour. The fabric was a deep shade of midnight blue. The neckline plunged sensually, revealing just enough to entice without giving away too much. The dress had a high slit that trailed up her thigh, showcasing the tantalizing length of her legs.

I leaned back in my chair, watching her with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. Angelina was determined to turn the tables, and I was more than willing to see how far she would go.

The neckline of her dress dipped lower, exposing a hint of her enticing cleavage again. As she circled around me, Angelina's fingers trailed along the edges of the exposed skin on her back. The heart-shaped tail swayed with every step, adding an alluring allure to the dance. I couldn't deny the appeal of her seductive display, but I maintained an air of nonchalance, meeting her gaze with a smirk.

The succubus princess, now fully committed to her role, approached me with a languid sway of her hips. Her eyes locked onto mine, and a silent challenge passed between us. With a teasing smile, she positioned herself so close that our breaths mingled, the heat of her body becoming palpable.

"Is this what you wanted, Austin?" she whispered, her voice a sultry melody.

I chuckled softly, reveling in the game we were playing. "You're certainly making an effort, Princess Angelina. But I've seen my fair share of enticing performances."

Undeterred, Angelina brought her hands to the sides of her dress, tracing the outline of her curves. The fabric clung to her like a second skin, leaving little to the imagination. The dance of desire intensified as she moved with a fluid grace, tempting me with glimpses of her alluring form.

As she reached my side, Angelina gracefully lowered herself onto the space beside me. The scent of her intoxicating perfume filled the air, adding an extra layer of allure to the atmosphere. She crossed her legs, the slit in her dress opening up to reveal more of her silky skin.

I maintained my calm demeanor, smirking slightly at her attempt to fluster me. The tunes in the background added a sensual rhythm to the unfolding scene.

"Is this close enough for you?" Angelina purred.

I leaned back in my chair, studying her with an amused expression. "Closer, but not quite there."

She arched an eyebrow, the challenge evident in her eyes. In response, I leaned forward, closing the distance between us. Angelina's breath hitched as she followed the movement, her gaze now fixated on my lips.

The room seemed to crackle with electricity as our eyes locked in a silent battle of desire. Angelina, not one to back down, decided to take the game up a notch. Slowly, she trailed her fingers along the exposed skin of my chest, tracing patterns that sent a wave of heat through my body.

I allowed a subtle grin to play on my lips, encouraging her to continue. Her touch was soft yet deliberate, leaving a trail of sensation in its wake. Angelina's seductive tactics were gradually becoming more pronounced, a testament to her determination to gather the essence of my desire.

The atmosphere grew thicker with each passing moment. Angelina, undeterred, leaned in closer, her lips dangerously close to my ear. "Do you like what you see, Austin Lionheart?"

Her warm breath against my ear sent a shiver down my spine. I tilted my head slightly, my lips dangerously close to hers. "I've seen better," I teased, my voice a low whisper.

A playful glint sparked in Angelina's eyes. Without breaking eye contact, she reached down to the slit in her dress, slowly revealing more of her toned leg. The movement was deliberate, a calculated seduction.

I allowed my gaze to linger on her exposed skin, appreciating the artistry of her movements. But I wasn't one to be easily swayed. With a swift motion, I stood up, breaking the proximity between us. Angelina's eyes widened, a hint of surprise and frustration flashing across her face.

"Your attempt was commendable, Princess Angelina," I said, maintaining my composed demeanor. "But I'm afraid I'm not as easily enticed as you might think."

She recovered quickly, a sly smile curving her lips. "Oh, I beg to differ. The day is still young."