Courage felt another orgasm well up. She moaned into the gag filling her throat and tried to push back into the constantly pounding pressure of the machine. It didn't do her any good, nothing she tried would change how fast the machine screwed her energy from her body. There was pleasure-times, and building-times; Courage's whole universe had narrowed down to such small measures, and what the machine continued to do.

As her orgasm faded, Courage felt no stop in the action of the machine, and it rolled on as if she hadn't just lost a little more of herself to pleasure. She had spent the first few times begging it to stop, pleading in her mind to leave her alone, but then she lost count of how many times it had driven her beyond her ability to think. Courage was adrift.

Another orgasm. Rest. Another orgasm. Courage was at her limit, and she could barely focus at all anymore, even in the rest periods. Then another rest, and another orgasm. She lost the last of her energy. Hunger set in: ravenous hunger. The little part of Courage still able to think started to become fixated on getting more energy. Rest. Another orgasm.

Corignis was fighting everything. She hadn't always had the tools to fight, but merging partly with Courage's soul had ignited a new fire inside, and it was that fire she reached for. The thing worked her up to another orgasm and pushed her over the edge, but she resisted its tricks and wouldn't let it feed on her.

The bucking stopped, and Corignis smiled around the gag locked in her mouth. She was so sure she had won, until the shapes pulled from her body and were replaced with larger ones. She knew what was meant to happen; the enhanced pleasure from being even more full was supposed to disarm her mind and kick her succubi instincts into high gear. Pleasure grew and grew, and Corignis moaned into the gag, but even with the machine pounding her with the bigger shafts, the fire of anger and hope burned.

When the machine built Corignis through to another orgasm, she shoved all her emotion to anger. The flame inside her burned brighter with each release. She realized what was happening; she was gaining strength.

Courage was desperate; like an animal that was drowning, she reached for anything she could find. But just as the device on her head stabbed into her magic and drained her, it stopped her from reaching out. Rest. Another orgasm. Each time she hit her climax, the tiny trickle of energy her pleasure produced was stolen from her. She tried to thrash and tear herself loose, but each hoof-curling climax halted her in her tracks.

Without being able to track time, Courage was adrift as the periods of rest and climax came and went. Unannounced, she felt a pulse of energy. She was kept from eating it, but it was there and it felt so good, like having her fur brushed. Another orgasm. She screamed into her bit, not wanting to forget that lovely wash of power. Rest. Another orgasm. Something was changing—the shafts that measured time within her body stopped. Part of Courage begged with the emptiness in her head to have the pleasure back. She screamed at the darkness to be given her rest, then another orgasm.

Corignis burned hotter than any fire. She snapped her eyes open and shook her head, the fire pouring from her had slagged the hood and its mana-stone. She knew what dripped from her wings and hooves was balefire, it had consumed the machine that had been trying to break her. Gazing around the huge room, she couldn't see any guards. Where her body walked, and where the flames dripped from her to the ground, she left puddles of burning fire that didn't seem to want to stop. But the fire didn't burn her, it loved her. As she reached out her wing to the trapped mare, her sister, she washed the flame over the bonds.

"Oh buck…" Corignis jumped back when the flame finally melted through Courage's bonds and the mana-stone that stored the energy it had sapped from her. She felt a void reach from her sister's body, grasping for something warm, for something with power. "I hope you are still in there…" She blew a gout of fire directly at Courage's face.

Courage thrashed in what was left of her frame. She screamed and screeched at the other demon. The fire that touched her felt hot enough to melt her body, but it seemed to know her. Regardless of the nature of the fire Corignis covered her with, she couldn't feed off it; her eyes settled on Corignis.

"Oh no. Not me. You find one of these poor horse-apples to feed off. There!" Corignis stalked around Courage—her sister's eyes apparently glued to her—and positioned herself so another trussed-up demon was in her field of view. She had no idea how to defend against the chill her sister carried, but the moment when Courage's bestial mind found the energy storage stone of the demon in the restraints, Corignis saw that lance of coldness shove into the device.

Heat poured into Courage. She drank and drank from the oddly hot enchanted mana-stone. Shivering as the raw power pooled in her body, she wanted more. Still drinking, she turned her eyes on the other demoness, and had a spark of recognition. Sister. Lover. Soul-mate. The words made sense in a way that nothing else did. "C-C-Cor—"

"It's those two! Get them before they can steal more of our energy!" A pair of demons had crashed through the door at the end of the room, startling both Courage and Corignis.

"Courage." Corignis smiled at her sister. "It is not often a succubus becomes a predator of quite this magnitude, but it seems delicious that they reap what they sow." She lifted a hoof and pointed to the two succubi rushing towards them.

As her eyes focused on the raised, fire-dripping foreleg, Courage's mind managed to get the thought through that Corignis was pointing. She turned her head and groaned in delight. Rushing at the demons, Courage shoved her icy, cold hunger into the first and dove upon the second. Power rushed into the void that had been created from Courage's drained energy reserves. She closed her fangs around the neck of the second demon, screaming against their flesh while drinking the other so fast and hard that they collapsed on the spot.

Corignis giggled at the sight of her sister; Courage had pulled back from the first demoness she had drained, and sank her chill into the second. At the end of the big room, the doors slammed closed to trap the two freed succubi. "Well, that's no fun. We need to break out and destroy all these useless demons, free ourselves from…" She blinked at the sight of Courage licking at the downed succubus' vulva. "Free ourselves… really hungry I take it?"

Hunger was Courage's world, she felt her thirst sated quicker and quicker as she pleasured the demoness. She lapped up her sopping folds while she drank her magic. Her head jerked up from her meal and she heard herself growling, until she recognized Corignis. "Sister!"

Corignis loved that word so much she would have framed it if she could. "Courage, you seemed a little hungry," Corignis gestured to the demoness Courage had been attending. "there are more trapped creatures over here—feed off them too."

Blinking, Courage's eyes focused on the glowing—to-her-senses mana-stones of the other trapped ponies. Her hunger swelled up and before she realized it, her icy need for power lanced out, stabbing into stone after stone in what felt like the tentacle spell she now remembered using. Power poured into her, and she drank every one of the stones until it was empty. Power boiled within Courage, and she felt it sloshing around, more than she could normally hold; but Courage was still hungry.

"Courage? How do you stop… this?" Corignis pointed a hoof at the balefire still dripping from her. "I mean, I love that it got us out of those machines, but I would like to be able to pick things up again." She stretched out a wing and watched the fire boil along it. "I used to be terrified of this stuff…"

"No idea. How did you start it?" Courage shook her head, trying to suppress the hunger that burned in her. She looked at the creatures still fastened into their machines and gave a sigh. "They aren't putting out energy fast enough. I am really hungry…" She lit her horn and sent burning magic at the bonds of the demons that were harnessed.

Corignis looked from her wing to the big door at the end of the room. It was the only exit, but now she knew a great way to open it. Trotting down to the heavy, bound door, Corignis lifted a hoof and pressed it to the spell-encrusted wood. White fire jumped from her hoof to the door, fizzled a little and then flared bright again.

A chill rose behind Corignis, and she turned to see what had happened. Her eyes settled on Courage first, watching as her sister shredded another of the restraining machines and freed the poor wretch within. Nearly a dozen of the cold-hungry succubi were pulling their way to their hooves. Some drained creatures had already settled on the two demonesses that Courage had dealt with, and the others were stalking towards Corignis. "Don't." She knew her words wouldn't be enough. Courage had been trapped in the machine for a short time—or so Corignis counted it—but these poor beasts had been in for much longer.

Courage saw the others bearing down on Corignis. She spread her big wings and leaped over their heads, turned and slammed herself down between her sister and the monsters the demons had become. "This is not yours!" She snarled at them, her own magic lashing out to deflect their chill hunger. "Corignis, move to the side and get this door open…"

Corignis spared a glance at the demons that stared at her with wild hunger in their eyes. "This is worse than Gluttony…" She turned back to the door, spread her wings and fanned her fire at it. White flame whooshed forward and tore through the door. The enchantments had been able to fight off a little of balefire, but when a sheet of the stuff impacted with the wood and steel, the magic was consumed as fast as the rest of the door. The hallway was packed with succubi. Corignis' wings were still spread from dealing with the door, but as she felt the choking cold of the former prisoners walk up to her she drew them back and leaped to stand beside Courage.

"Devour them!" Courage screamed the words, and the demons with her and Corignis moved like a pack of wolves. Her heart raced as they leaped and bounded past her and Corignis.

"That was hardly fair." Corignis turned to her sister and kissed Courage. The violence was sudden and short, with the starved demons each pinning down a succubus and shoving their chill into them. Things tightened deep inside Corignis, and she spread a flaming wing around Courage's withers and pulled her tighter.

"BACK!" Mistress unloaded a blasting spell, knocking her own minions and the starving demons to the sides like leaves on the wind. "What is going on here? You two?" Her eyes flicked from Courage to Corignis, and widened only a little at the white flame. Walking forward, she smiled at the sisters. "Balefire? Very nice."

Courage lashed out, throwing the shafts of her hunger at Mistress as fast as she could. Barriers deflected her attacks as quickly as she could throw them. "Sis, she isn't being very welcoming…"

"She isn't?" Corignis stopped trying to suppress her flames and instead devoted her magic to fanning them. White fire poured around her, splashing the ground and Courage. She stalked past all the succubi still being fed on, and stood just meters before Mistress. "Piss-off back to Tartarus you hack."

Shoving her magic forward this time, Courage deflected the dark, life-stealing bolt of energy Mistress sent towards her sister. "Forget it, Corignis, this has gone too far for that." Courage looked directly at Mistress and grinned. "I don't know what your bucked-up machine did to me, but I think somepony is going to want to show you."

Mistress had a moment of confusion; she slammed up her shield against the balefire-wreathed succubi, and readied another blast attack, when something cold hit her from behind. A chill radiated out from her withers and she shuddered. "What…?"

"I think her name was Celeph, or so you said." Corignis smiled wide as she watched the emaciated demon land on the back of Mistress. "How long did you have her in that harness for? How long did you spend making her into your doom?"

Celeph's eyes blinked at the word that she recognized. The syllables burned in her thoughts precisely because it was part of her name. She locked eyes with the fire-cloaked demon and bared her teeth.

Corignis watched as her distant kin turned her head to the side and bit down into Mistress' neck, while Celeph's icy cold grip drained the energy from their foe.

Author's Notes:

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