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Sue sat down, draping the light scarf around her neck. It was a recent addition to her attire just in case Kat’s attempt at strangling her left a visible bruise. It was probably fine… purple skinned demons didn’t tend to show their bruising all that easily so it wasn’t a big worry… but better safe than sorry.

The carriage they were being provided was more reminiscent of a limousine crossed with a snowmobile. It ran with higher energy and seemed to be built with comfort in mind. The seats were softer then the bed she’d been assigned, there was a large fridge set into the floor filled with an assortment of drinks, the lighting was a soft afternoon haze, but had an adjustable nob to change it to the rider’s preference. That was the last thing. The ride. If Sue couldn’t see the scenery moving past outside, she’d think they were still sitting parked in front of Bodeir’s temporary mansion. It was buttery smooth and the engine had enough sound dampening enchantments to stop the sound of a volcano going off if necessary.

The carriage was also split into two sections, and Bodeir had taken the other one. Sue was unsure why that was, especially considering Bodeir had been staring at her tits rather intently since she showed up dressed for the ball. The fact that he still took his own carriage with the servants made her a bit suspicious. What she didn’t know was that Bodeir was having an awful time in that other carriage.

As per his father’s orders, the butlers and maid were cramming all the important information, and pre-planned responses they possible could into Bodeir’s thick skull. While Sue was relaxing in comfort and sipping slightly alcoholic fruit juice, Bodeir was strapped to the seat and forced to answer increasingly complicated questions with high accuracy, else he’d be forced to watch a series of increasingly more embarrassing videos. This was made worse by the fact that Hromdir, and his partner maid had picked new staff that had yet to see this videos as an audience to encourage Bodeir to put in maximum effort.

For a cultivator that knew the value of ‘face’ it was a particularly harsh punishment. If any of the staff decided to blab about the contents of the video then Bodeir’s life would become significantly more difficult. With his father’s influence it wouldn’t be over… but his father was encouraging this punishment so if word did get out Bodeir the elder wouldn’t spare Bodeir Jr from any but the worst consequences. Truly a harsh punishment. Luckily for Bodeir this wasn’t the first time he’d been quizzed like this, and while he wasn’t terribly bright his memory had improved over the years with rigorous training. It still wasn’t up to the level Bodeir the elder would hope, considering Bodeir Jr’s cultivation level… but it was enough for this.

Lily was sitting in the cabin with Sue, while Kat was out in the cold at the front with the driver. It was closer to Bodeir, and the large wrap around window that extended a bit above the height of the rest of the carriage let her keep watch everywhere in case they were attacked. Sue had tried to talk her out of it… but after all the attacks last night Kat wasn’t willing to compromise on safety. She did let Lily experience the wonders of comfortable seating, but Sue didn’t need the Memphis to be in her human form to tell she wasn’t impressed with Kat’s decision.

The ride was mostly silent. Lily didn’t want to risk transforming, and so she just mentally chatted with Kat. Sue was mentally reviewing her list of insults and burns for people that would inevitably confront her, as well as her extra spicy list for the ones that decided to pick on some poor girl that was in way over her head. Sue’s smile turned savage as the building they were aiming for came into view. It was massive, and was going to hold so many opportunities for her to fuck with people.

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Their carriage pulled up at the front entrance, and Sue stepped out. It wasn’t too crowded, and Sue used that to her advantage, skipping over to Bodeir as soon as he stepped out from the carriage and pulled his arm around her waist… making sure that his hand was low enough to cup her ass. Technically indecent, but if people called her on it, they’d have to admit to also staring at her ass. It was a nifty little trick and a better way of doing things then just shoving the guy’s arm in between her tits. Oh sure it worked… for beginners. It was too obvious for a fancy party like this, and if the guy didn’t have the courage to just own it, things would become awkward.

Bodeir instinctively squeezed down a bit and Sue leaned into Bodeir’s arms a bit further to give him a bit of subtle encouragement. Already, most of Bodeir’s plans to find someone his father hadn’t set up for him shattered under the rush of hormones and lust he felt in that moment. Sue had been planning this moment for days. Little bits of teasing, sleeping nearby but not with him. Now it was time to let the poor boy’s imagination run wild… and probably fuck him before the night was over. Nobody said that had to be off the menu and Sue WAS trying out the ride before the Contract was over. Perhaps it’d even be good?

The venue was stunning once you were inside. The main chandelier was a wonderful construction of ice with gold drops in the centre of each crystal of ice. The very centre though, was a shifting rainbow colour flame that acted almost like a disco ball. Now, the room was much too well lit for that effect to be shown off right now, but perhaps when the lights dimmed?

There was snacks lined up against the walls but it was all finger food. Waiters ran around with glasses of either a clear, bubbly liquid that was probably the local alcohol, or a collection of brightly coloured drinks with a slice of fruit stuck to the edge. Sue was on the fence, regarding the alcohol content of those. Might just be fruit juice… but hard to say.

Bodeir gave Sue a light kiss and made to move off to a group of guys he could see in the corner. Before he could let go completely though, she pulled him into what looked like a full kiss. It wasn’t, she was just going for his cheek… right next to his lips. Then she pulled away and gave him a nice pat on the back, letting him walk off to his friends.

The instant he left, a women beelined it to Sue. She was dressed up in a gaudy dress with jewels all over it that really didn’t add to the look. Her necklace looked like it was heavy enough to snap her neck if she moved too fast and her hair was more a collection of jewel studded pins then actual hair. And then she went and said it. “Are you and your boyfriend too poor to by and outfit that fits you? Such a sad state of affairs for a premier cultivator from the Mountain Shaker sect”

*Oh thank you, you gaudy bitch you. You’ve made my night. Right as a walked in the door, and the setup. Oh the setup, it’s just so fantastic.* Sue grinned a sultry smile that looked just a little bit like a shark that could smell blood in the water, “Oh no… I had to settle for this dress because I couldn’t find anything that fit properly,” said Sue as she took a slight step forward, pressing her chest out as she did so. With the heels she was wearing and her natural height, it put her boobs right into the gaudy woman’s face.

Sue paused her words to look down, very clearly at the other woman, eyes specifically focusing on the chest area. Now, the woman in question had reasonably sized breasts. She was in no way lacking in that department… but she was faced to boobs with a well endowed Succubus. She had no chance and well… Sue knew that a lot of women were weak to comparison. “I’m sure you’ve never had to bother with such an issue. Why I guarantee everything you buy fits perfectly… though perhaps not around the stomach,”

“Get those big lumps of fat out of my face!” hissed the women in question. “This is a regal get together for cultivators, not a place for whores to advertise their wares!”

Sue looked down at the girl, projecting as much pity as possible into her gaze. “Oh you poor thing. You might be daddy’s favourite but at least I enjoy a good romp in the sheets. Heck, I even get paid. Did daddy even ask if you wanted to be betrothed to your fiancé?” Sue had noticed the ring on the woman’s finger, a gem twice the size as nearly every other gem on her body. “That’s ok. I’m sure when you spread your legs for him, it’s your face his seeing. I promise,”

They shrieked in rage and made to jump at Sue only to be restrained by one of the other guests, “Attacking someone at a formal event? Mureale, I’m disappointed in you,” said the newcomer.