I strike at your weakest point, flooding your mind, wrapping myself around your body. You give no resistance, it’s like you have been waiting for me all along. Your cock aches for surrender; it leads you into my clutches. No mortal man can withstand the succubus. You feel my power, as it controls your cock, and wraps it’s tendrils around your mind. You can only evade my wrath by not cumming, by not being seduced. If you cum, I will consume your soul, through your cock.