Thread: The Succubus (Erotica Maxima and Minderbinder)

There wasn't any doubt in her mind that the offer would be taken. She'd led this once hither and tither, all across the forest, wearing her down, so that the offer wouldn't be refused. She smiled warmly and stepped aside to let her past as she entered the house. Inside was warm, not stuffy, nor roasted warm, but warm, from the fireplace. There was a fresh scent in the air, refreshing and clean. Inside the door was a small area of stone tiles, a few pairs of shoes, a pair of boots, and a rack for hats and coats. After a step, the rest of the house was wood. The walls and floor were polished wooden boards, the furniture was wooden as well. There was a short couch directly across from the fireplace, and on either side, turned to face the light of the fire, were two comfortable looking sitting chairs. A fur rug sat between the three chairs and the fireplace, looking clean, without any marks of damage from the fire. From there was a small dining area, with a long wooden table which would have easily sat six, with plain chairs that ran the two lengths, one at the head and foot of the table as well. A small door would lead into the kitchen, which wouldn't be lacking in modern appliances. The lights were off, all the light in the room coming from the fireplace. A few feet to the side of the fireplace was a rather large bookshelf, the sizes and shapes of the books were mismatched, some gaps here and there leaving some of the spines crooked on the shelves. There wasn't much to do there, but read and draw in prey, and prey was often scarce, so she had to make do with what she had, to occupy herself. A staircase led to a loft overhead with her bed and personal belongings. Please, make yourself at home. She said as she ushered the girl inside. She smiled and closed the door, removing any hope of the girl escaping her clutches. She smiled a little wider, a sinister look crossing her face for the briefest of moments, before she returned to a warm and welcoming persona. Well, I don't actually live here. It's just a place that I come out to every now and then, spend some time away from things, you know? I've been here so many times though, it feels like I live out here though... She added, looking around the place. I've got to ask though, what exactly were you doing out here? I mean, I know that there's some people that come out into the woods looking to make the next 'Blair Witch Project' or something like that, trying to find those people that go missing, but they're usually in groups. It was true, there were often times when groups would pass through, looking for those that had fallen prey to her trap. She was sometimes tempted to take them all, but from what she had learned from the minds and souls of her victims through the ages, taking too many would draw too great of a response from outsiders. She'd learned much of the outside world from those she'd preyed upon, enough to keep her appearances, and those of her home, looking up to date. It wouldn't do if her home looked to be centuries old, anyone would be suspicious of that. If you'd like something to eat or drink, the kitchen is just through there... She said, pointing to do the door just opposite the dining table. ... Or if you wanted to clean up first, I could show you where the bathroom is.