They arrived on that uninhabited, tropical island around noon. It was a few kilometres wide, fairly round, and hilly. Beyond the sandy shore, the inner parts of it were densely covered with vegetation.

The pirates dropped anchor near the island, and with the help of the ship's original crew, they brought up the rowing boats from the cargo hold, lowering them to the ocean. It was time for the passengers to get down, an awkward performance. Many of the elegant and sophisticated nobles had trouble climbing down on the rope-ladders, or trusting the rugged band of sea-criminals trying to assist them. Their luggage had to be moved too, all in the strong, hot summer sunlight. Still, somehow some way, after a lot of sweating and several boat-turns between Annabelle and the island, everybody was brought over to stable ground.

Captain Carlos said that his friend is going to show up sometimes that night, the person who will take over everyone who was traveling on Annabelle. Until then, they camped down near the shore. In the woods, there were a couple of old sheds, that's where they stored everyone's belongings. Apparently, these small houses were built by smugglers decades ago.

The pirates lit a bonfire on the sandy shore, mainly for the heck of it, but they made a couple of smaller fireplaces too, for cooking. To keep up the appearance of them being in charge, they kept carrying their weapons around, but really, they were fairly well-mannered and friendly, just like their captain. While the cruisers retreated to their sheds, many of the sailors started to get along with the sea-criminals more and more. Annabelle's chef naturally took the lead in making lunch, he directed his men to slice up vegetables and salted cow-meat, they were making a large portion of stew. Several pirates joined them in their work, and so did Chio, as she had nothing better to do. She peeled carrots side by side with Terry, chatting a bit about their past lives. The boy wondered when they can get intimate again, but surrounded by so many others, he didn't dare to bring that up.

Meanwhile, Arabella did what she planned: she asked Carlos to not let Connor and his two friends back to Midridge, not alongside everyone else. The pirate captain listened to her make her case, then he talked to Connor and his friends in private. He and a handful of his pirates took the three sailors along on a walk, stopping at a hundred meters from the bonfire. They spoke for several minutes.

“Your judgement was spot on, Arabella,” Carlos said as he walked back to the succubus, leaving the bad-tempered sailors in his crew's care. The woman saw the three of them all getting their hands tied.

“I'm glad you understand,” she said.

“I very much do. They spoke their minds and admitted everything. Their jealousy for that boy you mentioned, their hatred, their liking of Warren's sadistic views. You really had an effect on that large guy, his head seems to be mush. His repulsive thoughts flow out his mouth like mud water through a broken vase. It's pure poison. The attitude makes my blood boil.”

“We are on the same page, then. What are you gonna do to them?”

“We will leave them here. They did not murder, nor physically done any severe wrongdoing, at least such that any of us can know about, so I won't be the judge of whether they can live. But I think leaving them alone, hopefully forever, will do everyone a favor. Here, they should be able to sustain themselves, and it's unlikely anyone else will ever come to this place. Most maps don't even have this island marked on them, and the smugglers who used it as a hiding spot are long out of business.”

Arabella was in her dark-green dress with the ribbon on its chest, but she was barefoot – the sex-demon no longer had to care about acting like some posh lady, she was now out in the open. Her red hair was waving in the wind, and she stared at the horizon. “Sounds like a good solution to me,” she said with a slight smirk.

“On another note, some of my own men turned to me with a question today,” Carlos spoke with his hands behind his back. “They want to know if the succubus is interested in semen.”

“I noticed their eyes on me, of course,” Arabella turned to the man, looking at him curiously. “So, what did you tell them?”

“I said, probably. And I told them I would rather not have them find out just yet. Let's wait until we send these pampered Midridge folks on their merry way.”

“And then? Would you be fine with me taking on you all, captain?”

“Oh, not on me, but whoever who wants it. I wouldn't stand in the way of sexual passion, succubus. It's a beautiful thing as much as it's treacherous, and I'll forever be an admirer of it, I'm just no longer personally interested in partaking. As long as you are not malicious, your sexual nature is welcome here.”

“Why, thank you,” the succubus grinned. “In that case... I shall wait until the Midridge folks are gone.”

During the next couple of hours, Arabella was extra aware of the attention she got from the pirates, many of whom were visibly filled with anticipation. An orange cat-pirate commented on her ass (he thought it was nice), a one-eyed, black-bearded fellow was staring at her a lot until his mates started to tease him for being a creep, then a group of guys put their heads together and whispered some things as she passed by them. It seemed like they were mostly already over their lost, succubus-sick comrades who were thrown into the ocean.

“Tonight is gonna be awesome!” Arabella said as she sat down on the sand next to Chio by the bonfire. By now, the sun was descending, the air got pleasantly cool, and the sky turned a shade darker, with the first stars already being visible.

”You sure look excited,” the angel smiled, and she rested her head on the redhead's shoulder.

“Did you decide already? Will you join me?”

“I... don't think so.”

“Why not?”

“It's just a lot of horny men. I don't really know any of them.”

“That's the fun of it!”

“I sort of get that. But there is also Terry...” She suddenly got quiet and sat up straight.

“Oh, yeah, I guess he might not like to see you being shared around by a bunch of other men. You really care about him, don't you?”

Chio jumped to her feet, staring up at the sky.

“What is it?” Arabella asked.

“Uhm... it's just... nothing. I'll go on a little walk now, okay? I'll be back soon.”

“Oh.”

“I just... need to think.”

“All right.”

The succubus watched as the girl disappeared between the trees. What is this about?

“Arabella!” all of a sudden, Porco approached her. “Do you have a moment?”

“What for?”

“I just want to talk to you.”

“Go ahead.”

“In private.”

“In private? Why?” The redhead looked up at the man with an exaggerated clueless expression.

“Come on, you know why! You... you touched me last night.”

“Oh, just the tip of your finger. Did it bother you?”

“What if I say it did? You said you want to be responsible with your power. So...”

The succubus stood up slowly, then she stretched her body and yawned. She knew that this handsome young man is totally in her palm now, and she just couldn't help but tease him by acting nonchalant. It was quite fun. She looked at him with her hands on her hips, like she is considering whether to give him the time of day.

“Come on! It's only fair,” Porco said.

The redhead glanced at the pirates and sailors sitting around in small groups on the shore, some still eating. She knew that many of them have been secretly keeping an eye on her from a distance all this time.

“Don't beat around the bush then, tell me exactly what you want!” she said. “You can lean close to me and whisper, if you don't want anyone else to hear.”

Porco hesitantly stepped closer to her, approaching her ear with his face. He got so close, he could almost feel the warmth of her skin. It gave him goosebumps. “I know the pirates are waiting to fuck you,” he said quietly. “I... want to have you first.”

“Greedy boy,” Arabella chuckled. “Go and wait for me behind the farthest shed, by that stream. I'll meet you there. We don't want all these horny pirates to get jealous.”

“Thanks,” Porco whispered, and he walked away.

Arabella sat back down for a few minutes, feeling quite pleased with herself. Since Chio rescued her, she only got to have proper sex with men when they fucked those two guys, the halfling and the human who gave them a lift to Plankwelle on their wagon. Truth be told, she too was quite eager now, and this Porco guy seemed fun, but she found it amusing to make him wait a little. She wondered whether he is sitting there in the woods waiting for her with a dick that's already rock hard. Probably.

She found him where she told him to wait, walking back and forth by the side of a stream of fresh water. He stopped and faced the woman as he heard her getting close.

“So my touch was more than you bargained for, huh?” Arabella smiled mischievously.

“Sort of. I mean, it's fine, but...”

“Is it fine?”

The man sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. Even the mere sight of this beauty made thinking difficult for him right now. “It is fine in the sense that I'm not gonna die if you reject me now. I could get over it. But you obviously hinted that we could do more. So please, stop messing around! I want you. May I?”

“Follow me, then!”

They went deeper inside the jungle, Arabella was leading the way. She gradually sped up, until she was straight up jogging, jumping over and avoiding the obstacles of nature, climbing up a steep hill like she was being chased. “Wait!” the man yelled from somewhere behind her at one point, and the succubus simply laughed in reply. Then at last, she suddenly stopped, and hid behind a tree. Porco lost sight of her, and he stopped near that tree, leaning on his elbows, catching his breath.

“Son of a...” he muttered.

The redhead jumped out from her hiding spot, lunging straight at him, knocking him off his feet. He fell back, but the woman caught his arms and lowered him to the ground gently. The amount of strength and control she had over her own movements was still kind of surprising – it contrasted her feminine, not too muscular appearance, which was further emphasized by her elegant, ladylike outfit (minus her bare feet). She was really hot.

Their skin already touched, this time much more than just their fingertips. The succubus was holding down the man's hands, and she sat on him, watching his reactions with pleasure. He was breathing quite heavily, his hard-on pressed against her crotch through their clothes, and he stared into her green eyes like he was hypnotized. For him, it almost felt like this is the first time he was ever this close to a woman. His past experiences seemed so distant and insignificant compared to this moment, they might as well have never happened. It really felt like being under a spell.

Arabella leaned forward to kiss him, but as their lips just barely touched together, she pulled back and laughed. Porco let out a frustrated whimper. He was not used to this. He usually took the lead with women, as it was generally expected in society. He never really though that being overpowered and played with could feel so captivating.

But the succubus got off him, and said: “Since you want me so bad, I'll let you do whatever you want. Go ahead! You are free to have me.”

It took a couple of seconds for Porco to register her words. He stumbled to his feet, reached forward, hesitated, then finally grabbed Arabella's breasts. And then he touched her all over, kissed her too, getting really eager. She herself now barely moved, she just let him do his thing while she acted almost indifferent, bored. It was of course just an act. She could tell that this guy is kind of cocky, she also felt like he is an all right person, but still, he definitely had a bit of a go-getter in him. And so she had the urge to frustrate him a little, tease him, make him feel like he is below her. He was perfect for that sort of fun.

“You are so fucking hot!” the man grunted as he kneeled down, caressing her legs. “So fucking hot...”

“I know.”

He reached under her skirt, then put his whole head in there, smelling her, breathing in her aroma. “Succubus,” he whispered, and he pulled down her panties, beginning to lick her pussy. Her flavor was strong, it was almost like he tasted the very essence of female-kind. Arabella pulled her dress up all the way to her neck, revealing her naked body in its full glory. She held her garment with one hand, and grabbed Porco's hair with the other.

“Keep eye contact!” she demanded. “That's it!”

By the time she let go of him, he had his dick out, and jerked himself slowly. He stared up at her with anticipation, expecting her to keep on doing whatever she wants, to use him as she likes. By now, it felt totally natural for her to be in charge, Porco didn't at all mind it. But once again, the succubus stayed still. She even let her dress fall back down to cover her body, and she looked at the male questioningly, as if to ask: what now?

Porco had to close his eyes again, and breath for a few moments. He then stood up, got out of his pants, and suddenly grabbed Arabella. He held her body tightly, kissed her, and began to hump her, just through her dress. He kept going, but as he felt his orgasm building up (already?!) he somehow gathered the willpower to stop. He didn't even put it inside her yet. He wanted to.

“Could you like... get down?”

The succubus got on all fours and looked back over her shoulders. “Like this?”

Porco didn't reply, he just pulled up her dress and penetrated her. It was of course amazing. As he got into a nice rhythm, the sex-demon began to moan, she no longer acted indifferent.

“Come on, fuck me real hard!” she commanded. He sped up while grasping her hips, and he moaned too, without inhibition.

As he was about to reach the climax, Arabella suddenly pulled away and turned around, looking at his frustrated, silly face. She grabbed his hands, they stood up face to face, and fucked like that for a little while, standing. Then they switched positions again and again. Whenever he was close to cumming, she seemed to sense it, and she always paused right before he got over the edge, changing things up. He didn't really mind it at first, he liked to savor the experience, to embrace her body in different ways. But it soon got really intense, almost maddening. At last, he begged her not to stop. She was now on top, riding him as he lay on his back on the grass. She grinned, moaned, and... stopped.

“Oh no! Fuck....” Porco's legs were shaking.

“You wanna cum, boy?”

“Yes, fuck yes! Please!”

“What if I told you I'll only let you cum together with the pirates? That you have to wait for it, just like them?”

“S-seriously?”

The woman put his dick inside again, let it slide in deep, and she pressed her body against his.

“Just imagine!” she whispered into his ear. “You would have me together with a bunch of other men. A succubus gangbang. I know the thought made you jealous before, but... would it be so bad?”

“Ah...”

“The most men I ever had at once was four. But now, there is like, what, thirty of them? Just think about it! Joining in with all those dudes, me being surrounded by a forest of dicks... wouldn't it suit me? You would all cover me in your jizz, it would be a tasty feast for me. It would make me really happy. Don't you want me satisfied? Don't you want me well fed? Your beautiful succubus sex-partner? Huh? Don't you want it?”

“Fuck yes,” Porco panted. “I... want it.”

“In that case, we could stop now. I would let your edged-out brain shut down, and I would carry you back to the fires in my arms. Would you be okay finishing there? With all of them?”

“Oh my god... whatever, whatever you want!”

“Then beg me to do it!”

“Please...”

“Please what?” she began to slowly move her hips.

“Please fuck me...”

“Is that it? Did you even listen to me?” she stopped moving her hips.

“Okay... okay. Please do a gangbang. Please fuck a forest of dicks... and let me cum too!”

The sex-demon chuckled, and she really, really sped up. Intense, powerful thrusts. She held Porco's head and stared into his wide eyes while she bit her own lips and clenched all the muscles of her body, fucking him aggressively.

“Arabella...” Porco moaned. “I will...”

“It's okay, I was just messing with you, slut. Fill my pussy.”

He did so, and he could feel that it was a huge load. As his body finally relaxed, he sighed deeply, lay back, and closed his eyes, letting the succubus clean up his dick with her mouth. Although he felt like he could definitely go for a second round, his head got a little bit cleaner now, just enough that some of his pride returned to him. And so he did not ask for it. She finished sucking out every last drop and let go of him, they both got up, he put his pants back on. Without a word, they began to walk back where they came from. Arabella was in no hurry now, she stayed by his side.

“What's up, my man? Any thoughts?” she asked at last.

Porco smiled. “It was pretty good. Thank you. I will apologize to Chio for acting like an ass before.”

“You don't think we are dangerous anymore?”

“Who cares?”