The Succubus and the Mighty Huntress
by Roxy_Raven
Copyright© 2026 by Roxy_Raven
True Story Sex Story: My recent inactivity has been due to a couple things. First, adjusting to a new job and second, getting a new partner! I have been the Dom in a D/s relationship before but never the sub. This is not for lack of trying, but the vibe in my selfies is usually dominant so I tend to attract the subby type. Bandit, however, was not afraid to break me and break me she did.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian TransGender True Story BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Rough Spanking Polygamy/Polyamory Massage Oral Sex Petting Public Sex .
I’ve done much to become the creature I am, the demon of lust. Created by walking through the corruption of The Bath House, being used by all manner of men I went on to practice the art of seduction. I drained the essence of Monsters, stood in league with a fearsome bull, witnessed the gentle side of a grizzly Bear, became a plaything for Vikings. All that prepared me to take the Fire of the Mountain into my body and survive in the eye of a vicious Hurricane swirling with poison and arrogant pride. My exodus from the agony of the storm led me to the Stars, to bind my soul to Gemini herself. I even made the magnificent twin-faced goddess of the heavens my thrall. Imagine my surprise when a mortal huntress with the wherewithal to call herself Bandit Supreme heard the stories, shifted her sights from beasts to demons and began to pursue ME, the succubus who could enthrall even the Stars of the heavens. This is the tale of how a mortal woman reduced the terrifying presence of a succubus to an obedient, willing pet.
(I thought about sticking to the fantasy theme, but I didn’t like how it was turning out. It felt forced and was taking away from the impact of the experience. The opening is good though! 😁)
I met my beautiful huntress on Tinder of all places. I wasn’t looking for romance at the time because I was still to some extent healing from Gil and getting things sorted out with moving to Seattle. I was mainly on that app looking for hookups. Grindr is fine for finding horny cis male chasers to come rearrange my guts on a whim but I wanted a chance at hooking up with other women too so I set my Tinder up for just that. At first that was my intention with Bandit. She was cute, had a delightfully dominant vibe about her, and seemed to be just as horny as I am. One of her pictures that really caught my attention was of her holding a broad sword between her titties! 🥵 So hot! 🔥
I started chatting with her and the conversation got spicy very quickly, confirming my suspicions about her being horny and dominant. The way she talked to me got my engine revving very easily and the more time I spent talking to her the more excited I got to meet her in person. Eventually we exchanged numbers and took the conversation off the app. Regardless of how the hookup went I knew she was gonna be someone I would want to keep in my life because there was an ever-growing fondness forming. The first meeting got cancelled because she had not gotten enough sleep the night before and wanted our first time to be a good one. I was disappointed, but I wanted the same so it didn’t feel like that big a deal at the time. We scheduled something for the following weekend and continued to chat as the fondness continued to grow.
Before long that fondness reached a critical point and erupted into passion. ❤️🔥❤️ I quickly became obsessed with her! 🥰 I started to feel a sense of longing between each message and excitement every time a notification sound turned out to be her. I wanted to wait until that first in person meeting to ask her to be my girlfriend but I couldn’t. The waiting was unbearable! 😭 She told me that she wanted the same but that she wanted me to use the word “partner” for the time being because she wanted to wait until we were together face to face so she could feel the passion in our words when we referred to each other as girlfriends. My huntress’s skill with poetic inspiring words was beyond description. The first time I got to hear her voice was in a call with Zia. After everything Gil put me through, Zia’s approval had become very important to me. It went very well and I was giddy with anticipation at getting to meet her. Those last few days felt like an eternity. 😩
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