Courage woke up in a cold sweat. Her eyes stared blindly at the room, but she felt something happening. The bed was rocking in a rhythmic motion, and Courage could hear the sounds of lovemaking nearby. Turning and spotting Corignis riding Sir Thunder Hoof, she lit her horn with her dark magic and grabbed her sister.

Suddenly flung across the room and forcefully dismounted from the horny knight, Corignis came up with a growl. "What are you doing, Courage?!" She bared her fangs. "In case you didn't notice, I was a little busy!"

"A little busy getting stuck in Gluttony forever." Courage used her magic to boop Corignis on the nose. "You know as well as I do, eating stuff here binds you, what do you think you were about to do?" She started to giggle at the sight of the mighty succubus staring cross-eyed at her scrunched up nose.

"You are sure of that?" Corignis suddenly stared past Courage, to the bewildered stallion on the bed. "You better be right, I am really hungry…" She flopped on her belly and looked up at Courage.

"I had a nightmare." Courage knew how stupid it sounded. "Look, I have been having them every time I get free of the Circles. In each dream, I live out how I or both of us get stuck in the Circle we just escaped. This is the first time one has happened before getting free. I am not going to risk it." She walked over and nuzzled Corignis.

"That's great," Sir Thunder climbed to his hooves and glared at the two mares, "would somepony please explain this to me?" He strode forward, hard shaft swaying under his belly.

"We were told not to eat while we were here, but I didn't think a little sex would do it." Corignis turned to look at her sister. "What happened in the dream?" With any hope of sex blocked, she leaned across against Courage.

"You fed on Sir Thunder, then I did, and we couldn't stop. The hunger was like a pit, and everypony in Gluttony was our meal." Courage waved a hoof in the air. "On the plus side, being fed on apparently consumed all the… extra mass."

Thunder's eyes went wide. "You mean…" He shook in excitement. "You could free us from this curse?" He gestured at his overweight body.

"It would trap us here." Courage stood up and glared at the knight. "I need to get back, I can't be stuck in the Pit forever!" She saw the light of hope in Thunder Hoof's eyes being trodden on. "But there's another way. What if we found a succubus who would be willing to come and 'save' you?"

"A whole Circle full of ponies eager to screw? We would have trouble keeping it to only one." Corignis gave a bark of laughter. "We are heading to Lust next," she looked to Courage and saw her nod, "as Courage was thinking, we could ask around."

"Courage?" Sir Thunder Hoof raised a brow. "You should be more careful with your name, miss, if you are now a demon. Pony names are short, this is… well I would just suggest you stick to the new one."

"Her fault." Courage pointed at Corignis. "She knows to call me Bale!" It sounded like a filly trying to shift the blame, and her poking her sister in the ribs with a hoof wasn't helping make it seem any less so. "Hey, can we leave here now?"

Corignis pondered the question. "Uh, there really is only one way to find out." She took a deep breath. "And I am sorry about the name thing, I was a little distracted at the time…"

"Courage…" The voice sounded pleased with something.

"Not you too." Courage gave a grunt of annoyance and turned to Corignis. "Well, I still need to show them the spell." Waving a hoof at Thunder, she grinned. "Then we can try to get up to Lust."

"At least there I can eat!" Corignis gave her wings a flap in excitement at the prospect of a good "meal."

"It doesn't look like an easy spell, but I think we have one or two here who can cast it." Sir Thunder Hoof looked at the twisted arcane runes. "And it appears to use the dark side of magic, but it won't be needed often, I trust." His magic flared, floating a burger over and feeding the first mouthful to him.

"Well, hopefully not. How often do they lay siege like that?" Courage rolled the scroll up and bound it with a ribbon.

"Mrrf? Like that? Not often, and probably less so after they are done hunting each other." Thunder took the scroll and tucked it away in his own pack. "Lady Bale, Lady Corignis." Bowing, Thunder reached for their hooves one after the other. "It has been a pleasure, and I hope to never see either of you again." Neither mare could fail to grasp his meaning with the huge grin on his face, of course he ruined the effect by taking another bite of his latest meal.

"Well, maybe." Corignis smiled sweetly. She reached her hoof up and booped the big stallion. "I won't give you my full name, not now or ever, but summon me with my first name and I will find you." She rubbed his chin slowly, until he yanked his head back. "If I can, I will rip you from this hole along with anypony you care to bring. Until then."

"Wait, I wanted to—" Courage was cut off as Corignis started a spell that immediately ripped them out of the fabric of Gluttony. It was quite the different ride, she was learning, to journey through the Pit in the demonic manner. Gone were the days of passing out and waking up confused and lost. Fire rippled around both of them and Courage felt their bodies displace air as they ripped into Lust ready and prepared for anything—except what actually was waiting for them.

"Grab them!"

The moment they appeared, Courage and Corignis were rushed. Not mere ponies, the demonesses that tackled them didn't shy away until they had a bridle fitted on each of them. Courage felt her magic drain from her control and trembled with fury. "What are you doing?!"

"Laying an ambush." A single blue-furred demoness replied to Courage. "We were warned there were two deep-Pit succubi coming up, and we don't take well to tourists moving in." She smiled.

"Come on, we don't want to mess with whatever little setup you have going here." Corignis shook her mane out, fighting the power of the magic-nulling bridle on her head. "Just let us head up to Tartarus and we won't bug you at all."

"I command you, be quiet." The moment the demoness said the words, both Courage and Corignis felt a tingling sensation in the bridles, and then themselves. "Now, the reason we don't just kill you, or push you back down, is we have learned a good little trick."

Courage realized what the bridle was doing to her now; the restraint around her head was turning her own magic back in on her, wrapping it with enchantments and letting it flood back into her body. When the demoness had said "I command you," it had triggered the bridle to wrap the next words around her magic-stream. While the now "contaminated" magic remained in her body, she would not be able to speak. Worse still, while the bridle was on, the succubus could add more commands. She glared at them.

"You see, we can milk creatures even more effectively than ever before. Normally, to feed on a pony, a succubus would expend energy arousing them, working them to orgasm, and then getting their payoff. Which is why I invented these lovely devices." She waved a hoof at the room ahead. A tug at Courage's bridle had her hooves moving before she thought to stop them, and now they were moving she found she couldn't. Led into said room by their bridles, Corignis and Courage could see ponies fitted into "harnesses," suspended in frames, being pleasured relentlessly by the machines.

Corignis had a bad feeling about the situation. She couldn't quite trace what the bridle was doing to her, but she really wanted it off before the demoness in control issued more commands.

"And the best part is that even a succubus can be milked in these." Gesturing at the machines, the demoness pointed out an occupied one. "Like this one. Celeph here was the previous lord of Lust. She was gentle, she fed as she needed and encouraged us to do the same. She tastes so good now, so broken. My name is Mistress, and that is all you need to know."

Another tug urged Courage forward, and she glared at the demoness who held the reins to her bridle. Approaching an empty machine, Courage wanted to do everything she could to not go into it. She fought and struggled, but the only substance she could really fight with was her magic, and that was what was controlling her. Stepping into the machine, Courage didn't stop until her chest hit a set of straps.

"Hold still." The demon holding Courage's reins started pulling straps up and around her body. First to be dealt with was binding down her wings, then more straps held Courage's head still. More and more bindings were added, wrapping her legs and body, before finally a strap secured her tail and pulled it up and forward. "This one is pregnant."

"Oh? And I wonder who's get that is?" Mistress walked around to look into Courage's eyes. "No matter, I don't care. Your foal will be birthed and then fitted to their own machine. They will only know the bonds of servitude. I promise they will have a happy life."

Courage whimpered in panic as her body was lifted up, pulling her off her legs and suspending her by the straps. Something heavy landed on her rump, but it wasn't a stallion. Mechanical limbs wrapped around her flanks and gripped tightly to her body before two shapes started to push into her. She cried out in forced pleasure now as the machine took her.

Jolts of pleasure blasted into Courage with each pump. The machine seemed to change its pattern slightly, until both shapes pistoned back and forth, alternating their dives into her aroused flesh. Courage groaned softly into the bridle, wanting to push backwards, to get more of the shapes to go inside. Her world went dark as something came down over her eyes and head.

With a dark hood pulling tight around her, Courage's world narrowed down to the pressure building inside her body. A final rush of need hit her before her orgasm rushed over her like a wave. A succubus' instincts called for her to drink and drain her partner, but when she tried to do that something shoved—metaphysically—into her own energy.

Pleasure poured out of Courage, flowed from the hole in her magic field and she felt like she was drained. Her orgasm was passing, and the flow stopped, but the machine didn't. Part of her eagerly relished the continued pleasure, and Courage found herself rocking back, her muscles fighting the straps to get the shapes deeper, faster.

Corignis watched her sister being taken by the machine, watched her start to rock in time with whatever it was doing. She felt real fear flood her. Shaking her head, she tried to pull back as her reins were tugged on, but she walked forward at a steady pace until she was stepping into one of the machines as well. Before Corignis, Courage's covered plot rocked, and she could see the machine pumping shapes in and out of her.

Straps were fastened around Corignis, binding her head, legs, body, and tail. She wanted to scream as the machine lifted her up, positioned her. She knew what was coming when the weight dropped on her own plot. She clamped her teeth down tightly to avoid actually making a happy sound when she was suddenly filled.

Each thrust of the shapes bucking in and out of Corignis made her panic more, but she fought it as best she could. Her rising orgasm, thanks to the enchanted machine, was impossible to avoid. Puffing and huffing her breath, Corignis felt when the same hood as Courage wore dropped over her head. The moment the covering pulled tight around her face, Corignis felt the thing try to suck at her, drawing at the demonic magic within her body. When her resistance to the pleasure broke, Corignis was thrown into an orgasm, and she ached to feed.

Unlike Courage, Corignis was much more experienced with lust magic. She knew there was nothing to feed on, and fought her instincts to a standstill. As the pleasure waned, she grinned within the hood, but the shapes were still pounding away at her.

"She is fighting it." Mistress stepped up to Corignis' body, stroked a wing down her side. "But she cannot fight forever, and that is how long she will be here."

Author's Notes:

So I do this "Ask x" thing, x can be any pony within the story. You can ask them anything and I they will definitely hopefully reply. Keep the questions appropriate to the age-rating of the stories and of course, I they will answer the best question(s) in the author notes of the next chapter. The more votes a comment has the more likely I will get it to the right pony to answer, try and keep it to one answer per post! I They will pick one question per chapter. (note, the commissioner will answer questions in the comments, since this is their OC)

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