Following up on my first submission (Chapters Prologue - 2, I bring you the next three chapters. Special thanks to u/mistress1302 for taking time out to read and give this some serious grammatical edits. I will comment with the 1st post I did separately. Without further adieu.

Chapter 3 - Breaking Free of These DesIRIS

I know nothing of my state of mind right now; reality....dream...they are one in the same currently. This alluringly beautiful woman lays next to me, mesmerizing me with her pheromones, and seducing me with her hypnotic charms. My memory is a complete fog; why am I here? Why is Iris sexually obsessed with me? Honestly, none of this matters really. My purpose is being the plaything of Iris; she enjoys teasing my arousal and whispering things in my ears.

Wait a minute, she captured me and put me in this predica....

"Relax....you're thinking too much." Iris seductively whispers. "Can't have you regaining consciousness and breaking free of my pleasures."

She blows more of her pheromones into me. I'm in pure bliss again, the feeling is so wonderful. Iris lets go of my side, and decides to sit on on top of my chest. She looks at me with these eyes of desire and pouts her lips at me.

"You must be starving I bet I know what will satisfy you." Iris teases.

Iris gets on top of me with her dripping sex above my face.

"Feast on my juices." she commands

With no hesitation I begin eating her out. Iris fucks my face with her clit while my tongue is jammed up inside her. The moans she's releasing almost sound like the song of a siren; a voice so beautiful that I can't stop even if I tried...it's captivating me. I now feel like a vampire because she orgasms on my face and I take it all inside me. I'm starting to get drowsy again, but her voice is making me resist my weariness. Thirty minutes through and I pass out.

Waking up groggy once again, she's next to me but she's asleep with me.

"What happened?" thinking to myself...

I close my eyes to reflect how I got here and why I'm strapped like this; just then it hits me. I pull my left arm (the side she's not on) and begin bringing the vines toward my face. Gnawing at the vines, they are starting to break. My left arm is free! Doing my best to roll over while three of my limbs are tied, I wrap my left arm around her neck, and I have her in a stranglehold in-between my forearm and my bicep. Iris begins gasping for air and is hitting me constantly. I endure her hits, some are hard hitting but I don't let go. She's out. I break off my right arm from the clutches of the vine, and my legs. I pull my pants back up and I find the rest of my clothing and weaponry a short distance from me. Re-equipped now, I scan around to see where I'm at. Not far from the initial meeting place, my car is nearby. Making my way back to my GTO, I open my cooler and pull out some rations and set up temporary camp to try and recover. My energy and strength is coming back to me.

Chapter 4 - Let's Try This Again

Revitalized at about 85%, I make my way back into the forest. There's Iris once again on the ground still. I point a pistol at her head and ensure my job is done. Her body simply shifts when I fire the bullet. Continuing on through the forest, there's a bridge ahead....y'know...ye olde wood bridge with ropes....shakes because its not really sturdy. Holding on to the ropes and stepping on the side of the wooden platforms, I make my way across only to be greeted by a small pack of wolves... (werewolves)?

Emptying my current magazine, I reload with silver bullets as the werewolves begin to lunge at me. I drop back on the ground pushing the closest one with both of my feet overhead of me. Loading my pistol, I roll out of the way from the second one which misses me and pull the trigger. Piercing its stomach, I sweep kick its legs which causes it to fall over, quickly get up and stomp on its wound with my foot. A third werewolf knocks me over and disarms my pistol. Lunging at me, I punch it to prevent it from getting on top of my stomach stunning it, and I cut its stomach with my machete.

Something begins to approach me with a deep voice.

"If you know what's good for you, you'll turn back now." the creature says angrily.

"Sorry, but I have unfinished business to tend to, and you will not stand in my way." replying back to the creature.

As the creature draws closer, I notice its shape is a lycan with armor, and without hesitation, it materializes a warhammer. Releasing an unrelenting cry, it charges for me and swings the mighty hammer. I slide under it's legs to avoid it and sweep kick the lycan to the ground. I get my machete out and stab the ground in attempt to kill the creature. Fuck, I missed. It punches me in the face knocking me down. Exchanging blows left and right, the lycan gives me a hard kick which sends me flying. The lycan picks up its hammer, stabs it into the ground, and begins channeling some kind of energy. The lycan's size increases exponentially.

"I'll say it again, you stand no chance against Adamar, the Lord of the Werewolves and Lycans." Adamar exclaims.

Not interested in what Adamar said, I pick up my machete, charge at him, and swing. He merely put his arm out blocking my machete thus causing my weapon to break.

"Well, fuck me...that's not good!" I say to myself.

"Did you really think that weapon could actually pierce me?" Adamar laughs.

I run to my dropped pistol, pick it up and fire rounds at him. No good either....I thought lycans were weak to silver? It must be this heightened state he is in. He's charging at me full force. I jump to the side and dropkick him with both of my legs which results in me pushing myself off of him. As I'm in mid air, Adamar grabs me and throws me with one hand by his hammer. Getting up and reaching for the hammer, I can't pull it out of the ground. I plant a grenade next to the hammer quickly as he once again begins charging at me. The grenade is in, but Adamar punches me and sends me flying again. The grenade goes off, which cracks the hammer. My explosive did nothing to the lycan, but the hammer taking damage hurt him. I pull out two more, throwing one at Adamar, but he just bats it before exploding. I pull the pin off the one in my hand and aim for the ground; it explodes just before Adamar causing, a smokescreen of dirt. Charging in, I pull another grenade out, slide in-between Adamar's legs, and kick his back causing him to go towards the hammer. He turns around, and I place the grenade inside his mouth. The grenade explodes which sends me back, and Adamar is wailing in severe pain. Recovering from the recoil, I dash at full speed, leap onto his shoulders, and push hard with both my legs causing Adamar's face to go into the hilt of the hammer thus piercing through him. I pull the hammer out of the ground and his face and begin macing him with his own weapon.

"I really need to stop with these narrow escapes from certain fates." thinking to myself. "Can I just for once have a landslide advantage?"

The sun is starting to set; the blows from Adamar did a number on me, so I definitely need to recover. I lean against a tree to rest and recover.

Chapter 5 - What a Horrible Night to Have a Curse

Something in the distance interrupts my rest; it's pitch black out, and I can barely see in front of me. The sound of a branch breaking occurs west of me. Drawing my pistols....I'm not armed? What the hell? Have I been out that hard that I didn't feel this? Footsteps draw nearer...louder.

"There you are!" a female voice talks in a short distance. "I removed your equipment, it seems something in this forest did a number on you. I rehabilitated you as you slept. Your wounds are fully recovered".

She's right, the aches and pains I sustained in my last battle are healed...like nothing happened.

"Thanks, I'll be taking my equipment back now. Where is it?" I respond with an angry tone.

"I'm afraid I'm not completely done yet. While yes, you are physically ok, but your mental status is still broken." she answers.

"Look, you did something nice, and I gave my gratitude. I have a long destination ahead, so I kindly request you give me my equipment, NOW!" I reply with frustration.

"I was afraid you were going to say that." She responds. You can have it back...."

"Now" I say with a stern voice."The last female I encountered wasn't exactly trustworthy, so excuse me if I seem biased about anyone or anything I cross in this wretched forest."

"Yes, and she got full of herself and paid the price in blood. Me, on the other hand, I took advantage of you when you let your guard down." she answers calmly.

She snaps her fingers and I see (drawings?) on me light up with a pinkish hue. The lighting of these drawings on my body reveals a female figure provocatively dressed. She's wearing black knee high-heeled boots, a pink and black corset with a short skirt, and what appears to be black leather bracers. Long pink hair, full pink lips, and black eyes with a glowing pink iris. A demoness....great.

"Look, demon, either return my equipment and maybe I'll think about sparing you, or you die. Take your pick." answering with fire in my voice.

"You forgot option "c". Come over to me, kneel down, and beg me for forgiveness. You can start by kissing the insteps of my boots." she coos.

"I will do no such thing." I answer as I start walking over to her.

I get down on my knees and start kissing her boots.

"What the fuck?" I say angrily

"The ancient markings on your body. You are my slave...well physically that is. The only thing missing is this lovely circlet. Unfortunately, I can only place it when a physical being is aware of their state of mind." she coos once more.

She crowns me with the circlet. "Now you are truly mine. I now possess your body and mind...there's no breaking free. Best way to describe your personality is that it's in a deep slumber, and this circlet overrides your thoughts. You will now be my submissive. Now, apologize to me for your revolting tone, and thank me for nurturing you back to health." She ends with fire in her voice.

"I'm sorry miss for..."

"That's Your Majesty to you!" She interrupts me. "I am Queen Amethyst, the Queen of all Succubi. You will address me either by name, My Queen, Your Majesty, Your Highness...anything of that sort. Now try again!"

"Your Highness, my apology for not addressing you properly and for my demeanor. Thank you for nursing me back to health." I say with no emotion.

"Much better, now I'm going to take you to my abode" she says with a sweet but seductive voice. She teleports the both of us to her royal quarters. We are in an elegant bedroom; a neutral gray room with furniture of highest class. She sits on her throne, crosses her legs, and lowers her right hand. She commands me to come to her side. My hair is being stroked lightly by her long, manicured pink nails. It feels so good on my head.

"My pet." she coos again "As I said, you are now my slave. Your duties will entail serving me and only me. The ancient markings and the circlet on your head are a symbol of me branding you. You will worship this beautiful body in more ways than you can count. I will feed off of your lust, your desires for me, and your dreams. I have one more present for you."

She takes off a pendant which is tucked hidden in her cleavage. The chain on the pendant is unclasped, and she looks at me with a smile.

"Remove your clothing, you won't be needing any in my realm." she speaks softly.

"Yes, my queen". I answer with a monotone once again.

I remove all my clothing. Still standing, she wraps the pendant underneath my scrotum, around my lingham, secures the clasp. The amulet part dangles tightly beneath. The red jewel in the center begins to glow pink. My penis erects even more than Iris did to me, and my scrotum tightens as blood begins to rush to me. So much lust is filling me from her control artificially.

"This magnificent pendant around you makes it so you are always erect, and unless I remove it, there's no release for you. I don't believe you thanked me for this wonderful gift." she ends with a sly demeanor.

"Thank you Queen Amethyst for this gift." I respond.

"You need to learn to praise me without me mentioning; we'll work on that. Remove my boots and worship my feet. I can't remember how long I've been wearing these for." she commands.

"Yes, your majesty." I reply.

As I begin unzipping her boots, the fragrance of her legs and feet fillsmy nostrils. The scent is intoxicating; the smell puts flowers to shame. I finish removing her boots; she starts dangling her perfectly pedicured foot in front of me. Her pedicure matches her nails, but not as long. I take her left foot with one hand and begin kissing her divine foot. My tongue gets a taste of her foot, the sweetest nectar...puts Iris's yoni juices to shame. No idea how long I've been servicing her feet for, but listening to her moaning in pleasure is the most beautiful sound to my ears; it only compels me to continue onward. Pecking her soles, running my tongue there and her toes; my member is pulsing. My lingham is growing beyond needy for release, but the pendant forbids me from any release. I'm being filled with so much lust, but my cock is bound by her power. Ecstasy....pure ecstasy. No determination of time spent, my internal clock is in disarray. My submissive nature is overwhelmed with pleasures beyond imagination.

She uncrosses her legs and opens her thighs a little, revealing her sex and drops of her juices. Queen Amethyst orders me to pleasure her yoni. As she continues to sit, she moans even louder. Queen Amethyst's vagina starts leaking all over my face. Drinking her essence, the lust in me grows to unimaginable heights. I continue to slave away with her. Nonstop I've been kissing her legs, feet, and vagina as she keeps filling my ears with her seductive melody.