The succubus screaming out in denial soon enough, as you affix her to the wooden horse and make sure that its tip is firmly seated between her labia lips, grinding into her clitoris with plenty of pressure. The poor succubus drooling in between her screams of agony, squirming on the torture device and humping it in order to try to get off! Arching her back and showing off her flat chest to you in sharp relief, as you take a seat and thumb through her romance novels.<br/><br/>Even with all of that screaming, it doesn't really wake up Sugerteats, even after you whistle at her. But a good book to the face wakes her up with a start, snorting out a little and groaning. Her teats bouncing a little as she blinks her eyes open, looking over at the succubus moaning on the wooden horse, flapping her small wings without effect, and you on the sofa. Being surprisingly calm about all of this and giving you a bored stare and slowly getting back up onto her feet to get some slack onto her nipples.<br/><br/><strong>"Well then, at least this is a change of pace. If you find yourself needing to rape me, then you'll have to do me in my butt, as my vagina is quite stuffed and locked. You could try my mouth, but I'll make no promises that I will not bite."</strong>