This sex demon runs the labor camps, the milking pens, and the prisons. Her hatred for all men originated two thousand years ago. Originally known as Olivia, she led the first Succubus exploratory party to Earth via the newly-discovered wormhole built by Zeus. A large crowd of frightened vigilante men captured eighteen of the twenty. Fearing the awesome forms of the Succubi Fems, these men dismembered them alive and burned their bodies. Vowing retribution, Olivia changed her name to Loviatar to remind her of the pain her sisters endured at the hands of men, and how she will exact her vengeance to the end of time.

There is no forgiveness in the cold heart of Loviatar.

Woe to any man captured by the Succubus hunting parties on modern day Earth. These parties consist of eight to ten Succubi warriors, each led by a member of the Domini clan of Succubi (Savannah is one). They deliver to Loviatar thousands of hapless men each year. The men are stripped naked, graded, sorted, and assigned their fate.

Some men are put to forced labor, working the fields, building stone castles and dungeons, or performing other menial tasks. Their eighteen-hour days end in solitary isolation, in cold stone underground cells with a rounded stone for a pillow, a rough cloth for a blanket, brackish water, and a subsistence diet design to provide the exact number of calories needed for the man to perform his duties. Occasionally prisoners will be carved out of the work camps for sport. Loviatar delights in the whipping parties, where hordes of eight-foot tall Succubi warriors beat a man mercilessly with their tails, pounding them to paste and leaving nothing but a smear on the landscape. Even worse, rape of the prisoners is permitted, encouraged even, so long as production quotas are met. Succubi friendship circles frequently draw groups of man for sexual play, usually sodomy, torture and battle sport.

Other men are assigned to the milking pens where they are connected to Wormmouths, a frightening indigenous creature of the planet Subus who resemble giant slugs. The Succubi discovered that the Wormmouth are attracted to the male appendage hanging between his naked legs. New male captives are chained into the milking pen and assigned to one of these symbiont creatures. The slug swallows the male penis and stimulates multiple orgasms in rapid succession. This is not pleasurable for the men. The Wormmouth ministrations are excruciatingly painful. Hundreds of tiny teeth clamp into the length of the penis. Needle-like incisors are driven into the man’s balls. Some man faint from the pain, but all eventually awaken again to the horrific nightmare of realizing this sperm-sucking monster is permanently assigned to their cocks. The incisors stimulate the production of male sperm in the body and force him to orgasm. Because the Wormmouth’s teeth are embedded in the man’s shaft, these orgasms are excruciatingly painful. Men go mad from the pain, even as their bodies are wracked with orgasm after orgasm after orgasm. When a Wormmount latches onto the male organ, they could conceivably drain the entire life energy out of the man. These men who work by day fear the nights the most, when the Wormmouth comes slithering into their cells. When a man can no longer work, the Wormmouth finishes him off. Usually within a matter of five or six days, the male is completely used up and converted to fertilizer. Wormmouth cum is renowned throughout the planet and bottles of it are valued commodities in the open markets frequented by the Succubi of Subus. A Wormmouth slithers in Loviatar’s bed in the last full-size image below.

Still others are assigned to the harems, to fulfill the ravenous need for sex of the three thousand Succubi warriors. Again, these are not pleasant assignments. Succubi range in size from seven feet to eight foot six. Their bodies are lean and powerful and they have relentless sex drives. Their tails, with their sharp barbed points, are often inserted into the male anus to stimulate the penis to permanent hardness. Some Succubi have perfected the skill of making men cum fifty or more times in one session. After the third or fourth orgasm, pain begins to set in. After twenty, men are typically screaming in agony. After forty, they are too weak to stand, laying helpless and whimpering as their Succubus tormenter plies her tail, her mouth and her pussy for yet more. The final orgasm ends in death, whereupon the Succubus, who has enjoyed dozens of orgasms of her own, may choose another male. At times, the Succubus may decide to actually lay with the man and have “typical sex” with him. In these supremely horrific encounters, the male is often wrapped within the powerful limbs of the Succubus and crushed to death at the moment she reaches her pinnacle orgasmic state. It is not uncommon for a spent male to be carried out of a Succubus bedchamber with every major bone in his body shattered.

No wonder the Succubi hunting parties on Earth are so busy. There is a LOT of turnover.

Loviatar (Goddess of Pain), has summoned you to her chamber. She is horny. She needs your cum.

She is awesomely beautiful and sexy. Endlessly horny. Do you find her sexy? Would you dare to put your cock  in that mouth?

You couldn’t resist, could you? Now that she’s made you cum, she will milk you relentlessly. You never imagined your had so much cum inside you. Because you don’t.

That’s your life energy she joyfully pulls out of your body, giving her eternal life.

Such joy she exudes as she sucks the lifeforce out of your hapless body.

You scream in agony as yet another orgasm rumbles through your body. You are weak, and getting weaker. And yet Loviator is joyful. She is gaining strength. She thrills in each terrible spurt of life energy you empty into her greedy mouth until your are a fully spent, good for nothing but fertilizer for the Succubi fields. Another Succubus joins in the feeding frenzy, happy for the final spurts from your screaming, pain-wracked form.