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"Would you like dinner, a bath, or me?"

That was what you returned to, after a hard day's getting yelled at by an overpaid imbecile that hadn't done a day's hard work in his entire life, who got his job through nepotism, and whose screwups resulted in failing to meet deadlines...

There was a very, very, very strong part of you that wanted to just grab the extraordinarily cute erotic demon, pin her to the ground, and fuck the everloving shit out of her until she went crosseyed and had about a gaggle of kids.

However... you could not do this. Not yet anyway.

Sighing, you left your jacket at the coat rack. "I'll give you points for looking it up," you said, removing your tie and leaving it in the same place. "Did you do your chores?"

"Yes, Master!" she said, smiling brightly. "I told five people today no!"

You hummed. "Show me your phone, Karina," you said, extending your hand.

The succubus, in a moment that actually filled you with pride, hesitated for a second before following your order. Then she finally passed you the phone you had given her... and then you opened her messaging app and found her passing her nudes to several men. "You said no but caved in immediately to the slightest pressure. I thought the whole 'succubus forced to obey men' would be the biggest problem but turns out you're just like this..." you said, already feeling a settling headache. "Karina..."

Karina seemed more than a little bit upset at herself. "I'm sorry master... I'll do better next time!"

You sighed. She was submissive, to an absolutely incredible degree. Even beyond simply her inability to disobey enforced with magic, she'd been brainwashed and modified to be a super submissive and sexually promiscous girl... "You did your best," you said. 

It was actually very, very difficult not to give her orders. You had to be absolute certain that when you were training her self determination and independence, you made requests of her. You were made her master, and that meant that she had to obey you no matter what. If you ordered her to deny men, then she would, but that wouldn't help at all.

She'd still be completely dependent on you, and that defeated the point. The objective was to get her to be able to say no of her own free will, rather than requiring a tightly designed set of parameters that would force her to deny certain requests. Luckily you'd had a bit of help designing a set of rules for her to follow that ensured she wouldn't just wander off with one of the neighbors if they so much as asked...

Well...

You returned her phone, "alright, you get one for the effort," you said, shaking your head in a bit of resigned defeat yourself.

You couldn't avoid this. It was necessary, she needed to feed, and as her master, you were the only usable source of semen for her to devour. Further, you were... well, you just weren't the sort of harsh disciplinarian who would rely on punishments and harsh rules to develop her.

Maybe that was why you were chosen for this sort of task in the first place...

"Really Master? Oh, thank you Master, I'm so happy!" she said, wiggling a bit in place, adjusting her naked apron. "... Ah! Please let me turn down the heat on dinner!"

She scrambled back to her feet, and rushed back into the kitchen.

"I really, really hope that the money clears so I can just fucking quit my job already," you said, thinking of the fact that, in your effort to make sure everything was legal and on the level, you were putting your faith in Karina's accountancy skills and knowledge. Unfortunately, until she was independent enough, you could not quite rely on her, so for the time being, you just had her check and go over your finances while the legally binding stuff was handled by lawyers and accountants.

You went and joined her in the kitchen, to find her stirring a pot that smelled fantastic, while shaking her booty, clearly inviting you to take her.

She seemed to realize where you were going, and then stepped to the side, placing her hands on the new countertop that she'd insisted on, and bent forward, her succusister tail waving back and forth.

You hummed at the sight. This was good. You hadn't given her any sort of order on what sort of sex you wanted from her, in fact, you'd allowed her to always have the first word, and be the instigator, whenever it came to sex... and she had clearly tastes of her own, that were coming out unconsciously.

Deciding to reward her further, you approached her, undoing the front of your pants and pulling your cock out of them, stroking yourself only a little. There was something to be said about the so called 'Succusisters', and it was "hot damn they're sexy". 

It was impossible to deny that greeting you on her knees, her sexy body covered only in a thin white apron, hair already pulled back into a ponytail to not get in the way, had already worked on you a good deal. And now, offering that tight, fat ass to you, shaking it about... well, you didn't take long to get to full erection, and then right down to the hilt.

She was hotter than molten lava, both the heat of her pussy and just in general, you thought as you slipped into her depths, she was so wet and ready that it was almost too easy, too smooth, but her slippery insides let you in easily, but the moment you were in, it felt like a hand wrapped around you and just squeezed.

Squeezed, and squeezed, and molded around you, and then squeezed some more, a soft, velvety grip that was only as firm as it needed to be, an inhuman, superior pussy that fit your cock perfectly because it literally reshaped itself around your cock. She was so perfectly submissive that she even subconsciously seemed to adapt to your wants.

Down to the fact that she was extremely sensitive and it seemed like she ensured that all of her sensitive spots were on your path, bringing them into contact with your cock, giving you the pleasure of pleasuring her. Or maybe she really was just that easy to please.

Truth be told?

None of that mattered, because the heat of her pussy, the tightness of her walls, and the shifting folds, were driving you insane and erasing all thought in your skull, as you grabbed onto her hips and began fucking her against the kitchen counter, furiously, leaving her no time nor room to breathe.

Her voice came out, loud and clear, you knew the neighbors would complain later but fuck it, you didn't really care, you were entirely too lost in the intensely overwhelming pleasure that she brought.

"Master, master, master! Your cock is the best, it's the best, I love your cock, Masteeeer!" she cried, letting her tongue lol out and her eyes go cross as the pleasure caused her to orgasm. She was a quickshot, and no amount of fucking would override that, it seemed she had that trait even before becoming a Succusister, and the transformation hadn't helped.

An uglier side of you came to the fore, as her orgasms only caused even greater sensitivity, but the pleasure became too overwhelming, she couldn't quite differentiate one feeling from another, and you knew how to deal with that, you knew how to make her feel even more.

By cutting the pleasure with just a smidge of pain, just a bite of her shoulder, a pinch of her nipple under the apron, a hard, cracking spank on her juicy ass, they were all the tools you used to force her to feel a lance of pain that would cut and enhance the pleasure she felt.

This way, her sensations wouldn't run together, she would remain awake and concentrated, and she would not be able to let her mind go. "That's it, feel the fire between your thighs, feel it burn, let it consume you!" you growled, "concentrate on nothing but that fire, and remember, remember how good it feels, remember that you got this pleasure, that you earned it, that it was your own effort that brought it to you, remember that you made it come to you, by your own free will" you spoke, digging your heels in place and stopping only for a second.

She whined, a pitiful sound coming from her throat, almost a cry. "M-Master, master, master, I'm, close, so close, Master... please, please, bless me, master, please bless me with your thick, delicious cum, give me your seed, master, please!"

You grinned. "If you want it..." you muttered.

Her pussy clamped down on your cock, and almost as if by reflex, your body moved on its own, a final thrust of your hips, the intense and sudden pleasure forcing your balls to retract, releasing the entirety of their contents and then some, almost desperately trying to pour more and more of your thick, babymaking fluid into her hungry pussy, her womb greedily swallowing and devouring all of the seed and the sexual energy that you were giving her.

This was how she fed. This was what she needed.

And most important of all...

"Good girl, you took it," you said, "I'm proud of you!"  you panted, wincing, trying very hard not to fall apart, the intense, draining effect of her feeding from you running over you. 

"Ma-Masteeeer!" she cried, following it up with several sobs. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I wanted it so bad, so baaad, I just couldn't help myself!" she continued, breaking up with hiccups and sobs and wails.

Well... it was a start, if nothing else. There were instincts underneath, there was something to work with. Assertiveness wasn't something one could just train for without a base to work from...

You smiled down at her. "The food's gonna burn... I'm gonna go get a bath," you said, winking at her. 

She cried out in panic, and the two of you separated as she almost flew over to the pot to stir it. You found it quite interesting to note that not even a single droplet of cum escaped her. She was getting better at feeding.

As you went to the bath, and told her no when she offered to wash your back and pleasure you with her mouth, her breasts, her feet, and basically every other part of her body, you began to think about what sort of other method you could use.

And then you found yourself face to face with a blue skinned woman, or rather, the image of a woman, formed from blue fire. "Sally?" you asked, not quite sure.

"It's short for Salamandra," she said, as she coalesced from the flame, naked as the day she was born. She also sported puffy nipples, and a rather wet pussy, dripping from fluid.

"I see you just fed," you said, from the bathtub. She had indeed drawn you a bath, and the water was still hot. Succubus magic, no doubt. "At least my bits are safe."

She rolled her eyes. You looked down and realized her feet were hooves, and her legs were like those of a goat, only hairless. "Were these there the last time?"

"The client had... odd tastes," she said, "nevertheless. we're checking up on you and Karina," she said, "I see you've been working. We expected you to dedicate yourself to this task... we even gave you enough money for you to not need to work. Why are you still going to that job?"

"I don't have the money yet, because as it turns out, being given a whole bunch of money out of nowhere is a logistical nightmare," you said, waving your hand. "And until I do I need to make sure I have a stable income. Besides, I've never been a careless man. Last thing I want is to get too comfortable with this and then find out I'm out in the streets when Karina can take care of herself."

"Fair enough," Sally said, putting her hands on her hip. "Well, assuming Sandra finds nothing wrong with Karina, we'll conclude our weekly check up," she said. "Only one thing remains on the docket..." she said. "I must check up on the quality and potency of your semen."

"I just got done feeding Karina," you protested.

She rolled her eyes, worked her jaw, and seemed to gather her saliva... and with a flourish of movement, she brought you out of the bathtub and into the air, feeling like the air itself was holding you in place, and then she kissed you heavily, slipping her sweet tasting saliva into your mouth, forcing your throat to swallow it down... it felt like boiling hot water pouring down your chest, and heading directly into your cock, which instantly stood up at full attention.

"See? Good to go," she said, grinning as she made a come hither gesture that brought your crotch to her face, and then without a single instant to spare, she grabbed onto your asscheeks with her hands and brought you into her mouth, her insanely hot mouth, filled with the same aphrodisiac saliva, except now it was seeping directly into your cock, infinitely more potent.

Needless to say, with a full Succubus' expert attentions, you could be excused for melting damn near instantly, losing your mind, and letting out a howl as you poured your cum down her throat...

About right at the same time as the red succubus, Sandra, and Karina walked in... 

"Orgy time!" Sandra shouted.

Sally pulled back, swallowing. "Acceptable. We will send supplements to turn you into a truly exceptional man. How is the, ugh, succusister?"

Karina smiled and gave a thumbs up.

Sandra licked her lips. "Good and ready, and if I may say, absolutely scrumptious!" 

"I feel violated," you said, panting for breath, still caught in the grasp of the Succubus' spell, cock still throbbing.

"Oh, don't worry, by the end of the night, you're gonna be so tired you won't be feeling much of anything," Sally said with an evil grin.

"Well, at least not anything under the waist!" Sandra added, giving you fingerguns.

"Do your best, Master!" Karina encouraged.

"I think I need a lawyer, possibly a team of lawyers," you protested.

Luckily, they  didn't drain you, being already well fed, but entertaining the Succubi was... an experience, to say the least.