The Life of a Demonic Slave

The Life of a Demonic Slave

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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A man by the name of Blake Strominger wakes up one morning to find an uninvited house guest in his room: a succubus named Vilosir. She says that she wishes to enslave him and that she will eat his soul if he refuses to comply. Blake, having little choice in the matter, agrees to become her slave. Thus, his life of being free (and a virgin) comes to an end.

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A man by the name of Blake Strominger wakes up one morning to find an uninvited house guest in his room: a succubus named Vilosir. She says that she wishes to enslave him and that she will eat his soul if he refuses to comply. Blake, having little choice in the matter, agrees to become her slave. Thus, his life of being free (and a virgin) comes to an end.

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I awoke to a soft, calming voice calling out to me. "Wake up." The voice said. I slowly opened my eyes. "Wake up, little boy." I fully opened my eyes and almost gasped when I saw where the voice was coming from. Sitting at my feet, was what appeared to be some kind of succubus. Her skin was pale and she had large bat-like wings growing out of her back. She had goat-like horns protruding from her head, which was full of flowing red hair. Her eyes glowed red like precious rubies and her ears were pointed like that of an elf's. Her pitch-black bra did little to cover up her full breasts. She was also clad in panties as well as stockings reaching up to her thighs. Both were of the same hue: black. I noticed she was also wearing a leather belt with a whip attached to it. 

Shocked by this uninvited guest, I swiftly sat up. "Who are you?!" I exclaimed. She gave an almost malicious smile, exposing her sharp fangs. "I am Vilosir, but that's not very important right now." She said. "To be honest, I think you should be more concerned about why I'm here, rather than who I am." "Okay, why are you here then?" I was shaking. I didn't know who this was or even why she looked like a demon. More importantly, what was she doing in my house? "I've seen your past and I know your potential. I'm here to make you my own." I wasn't entirely sure what this Vilosir meant by "Make me her own", nor how my past or potential affected it. "Make me your own? What do you mean by that?" "I'll put it bluntly for you: I'm going to make you my slave." My heart stopped. This had to be a dream. A sexy demon girl was sitting at the foot of my bed, telling me that she is going to enslave me. Normally I'm against slavery, but something about the way she spoke and the way her body looked made the idea seem a lot more appealing than it normally would be.

With a puff of smoke, a piece of parchment and a dagger appeared in her hand. She handed both to me and I took them. The parchment had writing on it, but I wasn't sure what it said. It was written in strange characters that I didn't recognize. At the bottom, was a straight line which presumably was where I was supposed to sign. "Sign here in your blood, and the deal will be made." Vilosir explained. I looked at her. "Uh, just curious but what happens if I refuse?" "Did I ever say that was an option?" "Uuuh. I guess not?" "No? Then that's not an option. If, for some reason you resist, then I'm afraid I'll have to eat your soul. Simple as that." A chill ran up my spine. "Shit! I've woken up to a do or die situation!" I thought. "Now what the hell am I supposed to do?!" She saw me hesitating and began to squint at me. "You're not going to refuse my offer...are you?" "Uh...no of course not!" Realizing I was left with little choice, I hastily grabbed the dagger and pricked the tip of my finger. I felt a stinging sensation. One that I did my best to ignore as I signed "Blake Strominger" in blood. Just as I finished signing my name, the parchment and dagger disappeared with another puff of smoke. She then lunged forwards, her arms outstretched and embraced me. Her large, soft breasts pushed up against me, as I felt her clawed fingers caressing the back of my head. I could feel my face getting hot and my heart was beating as fast as ever. She whispered into my ear, in that same silky voice she used to wake me up with. "You're mine now."

I didn't know what lied ahead of me, or even if any of this was real. I did know two things, however: I am weak and demons give surprisingly nice hugs. Aside from that...yeah, I was pretty much clueless. She stopped hugging me and snapped her fingers. We were suddenly teleported to a different location. I collapsed on a hard-wooden surface, thrown into a state of shock due to the sudden teleportation. I looked up to see were now in a very lovely bedroom. It had a large round bed with purple sheets. Over the bed, hung a framed picture of a devil rising out of a fire pit and wielding a trident. The floors were made of dark wood and the walls were white. Two large dressers lined the left side of the wall. On the other side was another, larger dresser with a mirror attached to it. In the corner, sat a small table with a couch curving around it to form a single seat.

"Where are we?" I asked. "We're in my home back in the world of demons." "World of demons, eh? I'm learning a lot today..." "Indeed, you are. However, you are not here to learn. You are here to serve." I then remembered the whole reason I was here: I had been enslaved. Great...just great. I always seemed to have a knack for getting myself into trouble, but this was just ridiculous. I thought it was better to except it and serve her as best I could. All the while plotting my escape. I swiftly got on my knees, and bowed my head. My head almost hit the ground, I did it so quickly. "How may I serve you, master?" I said in the most polite tone I could manage. She laughed for a few seconds, then proclaimed, "My, my! I've never had such an eager slave!" She got down on her knees and lifted my head. She brushed the back of her hand against my cheek, with her crimson eyes staring directly into my soul. She had a look which made me think she had something planned out for me. The look sent chills down my spine. "I can already tell that I'm going to have a lot of fun with you..." She whispered. I was somewhat afraid, but something about her kept me from being truly fearful. It was a strange feeling.

After several minutes of her staring at me, she stood up and gestured me to do the same. When I stood up, she spoke. "To start, I'll need you to prove yourself to me." She pointed at my crotch and smirked. "Now. Take your pants off." I was confused. "Take my pants off? How will doing that prove anything?" She put her hand on her cheek and tilted her head slightly. "Oh, such an innocent child. Don't you realize the situation you're in?" "Well...I know I've been enslaved." "Yes, but what kind of slave do you think you are?" My heart stopped. Just then, it had hit me. "Wait...you don't mean...I'm a sex slave?" She nodded. "Now you understand?" I nodded back. "Now, obey my command and take your pants off!" "Yes, master." I slid off the pajama pants I was still wearing, followed by the boxer's underneath. She stared at my now-exposed penis. "Hmm. I was hoping it would be bigger. Oh, well." She pointed an index finger at it. A small, purple beam shot out of her finger and hit my penis. Suddenly, a flood of erotic imagery rushed through my mind, making my penis erect in seconds. "Now that we have that out of the way." She continued. "I think I'll give it a little test run."

She commanded me to sit down on the bed and I immediately obeyed. She sat down next to me and began to play with my penis. She rubbed her thumb against the sensitive tip and massaged my balls with her free hand. After a few moments of that, she grabbed the shaft and began pumping rapidly. Once she started doing that, it didn't take long before I came. I felt overwhelming pleasure, as semen shot out and got everywhere. "You came already?" She sighed, whilst licking her finger clean. "You're real sensitive. You seem to have saved up a lot, too. You're a virgin, aren't you?" After I caught my breath, I responded. "Yeah, what about it?" "It's nothing. It just means I'll have to break you in." I looked over at her and asked. "So...when will we get to the sex part?" She laughed after hearing my question. "Don't worry. We'll get to that soon enough, you naughty little boy." She pushed me down, so that I was lying on my back. She got on top of me and a lustful smile crept onto her face. "You'd best prepare yourself." She said softly. "Because when we do get to that 'sex part', I'm going to run you into the ground and suck you dry." She giggled. "And by the time I'm done, you'll be on your knees and begging for more." Her tone made my heart beat with excitement and her words re-ignited the flame of sensual lust within me.

"One thing you may want to know." She added, her tone becoming less seductive. "When a demon enslaves someone, she gains the ability to read his, or her mind. It's a sort of...perk that comes with the enslavement." My heart stopped. Had she been reading my mind this whole time? My fears were confirmed by her following words. "You like girls like this, hmm? The dominating, possessive types? Oh...you're going to relish this whole ordeal. That I can guarantee." I wasn't sure whether to be excited at this point, or afraid. "Fear, or excitement. It makes no difference to me." She said, still reading my mind. "To be honest, I just want your cock."

Vilosir stood up and walked away. Leaving me lying on the bed, in a state of agitation mixed with arousal. As she left the room, she pointed to the bed. "Your uniform is sitting on the bed. Put it on." She commanded. "Once you put it on, clean up the mess you made. After that, just stay in here. I'll let you know if there's anything else for you to do." I stood up and walked over to the other side of the bed. Folded up on the purple sheets, was a butler uniform. Complete with leather shoes and even socks. "Damn." I thought. "She prepared an outfit for me. Nice!" As I put the uniform on, I began contemplating ways of escape. "I wonder how I'll get out of this one." I pondered. "It seems she can read my mind, that certainly complicates things. Although, there's a chance she can only do that if we're in the same room. If that's so, I have a chance! Then again, we're supposedly in the Demon World. So...wait, is that even true?" As I fixed my tie, I pulled back the curtains of one of the windows. Outside, were fields of brimstone and rivers of lava. The sky was a crimson hue and devils with bat-like wings flew all about. In the distance, was a medieval-looking castle which had the outline of a dragon circling over it. "Whelp, that answers that question." I muttered, as I pulled the curtain back over the window. "This is quite the predicament." I started scratching my head, as I tried to think up an escape plan. Then, I remembered the way my master had spoken to me. Her soothing voice and seductive words. Her hot body and the way she was treating me back on the bed. A smile crept its way onto my face. "Well...I guess there's no harm in staying a little while..." I said out loud.

As I put my coat, I looked in the mirror. Staring back at me was a skinny man with bright, brown eyes and short hair of the same color. With his uniform, he looked like he should be serving wine the ridiculously wealthy protagonist of some movie.  However, he was not doing that. Instead, he was cleaning up his own semen. Not the most respectable of jobs, but it was certainly one that came with benefits. With that passing thought, I looked at the puddle of semen on the wooden floor and sighed. "I have to clean this up, huh?" I glanced around the room to see if there were any cleaning supplies. Next to the door, I noticed a bucket of soapy water, with two rags folded next to it. "Oh, nice!" I thought. "She must have left me this as well!" I dipped one of the rags in the water and used it to clean up the thick, creamy liquid. Once I finished that, I dried off the floor with the other rag. I was able to clean up the mess relatively quickly. I hung both rags over the bucket to dry and sat it back where I found it.

I sat down on the bed, wondering what to do as I waited for my master to think up "duties" for me. I checked each of the dressers. They all had clothes neatly folded in a stack. I couldn't tell which gender they were for. I sighed and collapsed back on the bed. "What to do..." Then, I thought of something. "This room seems fairly fancy and I am serving a master as her personal sex slave. This must be the doing of the demonic 1%! I bet we're in a gargantuan mansion right now! That is, assuming demons even have those." So, I decided to go against my master's whims and explore the mansion. I slowly and quietly cracked the door open. Outside, was a hallway with dark red carpets and white walls. There were multiple doors spread across on both sides of the hall. I didn't see anyone else around, so I stepped out and began walking forwards. Which was basically the only way to go. I walked slowly, trying not to make too much sound. I opened one of the other doors and saw a dark room. I flipped on a light switch and saw a bedroom. Though, this one was smaller. It did, however still have a decent sized bed and a single dresser. I did the same with all the other doors and saw the same room each time. "These must be the guest rooms." I thought, as I looked behind me to see the room I came from. "And that must be the master bedroom."

I continued walking forwards until I reached the end of the hall. I peered around the corner and saw a catwalk, with a single door on the opposite wall. To the right, was a flight of stairs leading downwards. "Ah hah! So, I'm on a higher floor!" I walked slowly and quietly across the catwalk, constantly glancing around to make sure I didn't get caught. Down the stairs, was a massive foyer. It had black marble floors and a chandelier made of purple crystals. There was what appeared to be the main entrance, which were large twin doors made of dark wood. I gazed at it all for a moment, in amazement. Suddenly, I saw Vilosir walking from around the corner. "Shit!" I thought, as I quickly backed up. As I was backing up, however I tripped over my own feet. My back slammed against the floor and I heard a "Who's there?" coming from downstairs. I stood up as quickly as I could and tried to get into one of the guest rooms.

Before I could get back to the bedroom, however I heard the crack of a whip, combined with a stinging pain on my back. I looked back and saw Vilosir with a whip in her hand. Now, she was wearing a black bath robe. It seemed as though she wasn't wearing anything under it, judging by the way her breasts moved. Under normal circumstances, I would've been distracted by her wardrobe choices. However, right now I had other things to worry about. Because now, she wasn't seductive and calming like she was before. Her crimson eyes now reflected anger. "Why did you leave your room when I told you to stay?!" She bellowed. "I-I don't know! I was just bored and wanted to look around some!" "You disobeyed me because you were bored?!" "Uh...yes, master." I groveled in submission. "Please forgive me, master!" "Oh...I'll forgive you." I felt the pressing weight of her foot as she placed it atop my back. "Right after you're properly punished, anyway!" I felt a chill run through my spine, followed by the weight leaving my back. "Hands to the wall!" She yelled. I swiftly rose and braced myself against the wall.

Yet again, I heard the crack of a whip behind me. "Disobeying orders on your first day? You've been a bad boy, Strominger! Now, taste the punishment!" She whipped my back and I cried out from the stinging pain. She whipped me once again and I cried out a second time. She whipped me a third time and it was just as painful. "There. That ought to teach you a lesson." She growled. There was a moment of silence. "Hmm...now that you're out, I think I'll have you prepare dinner for me." I looked back at her. "What? But, I can't cook that well. Besides, wasn't I supposed to be a sex slave?" "Well, I can't just have you sit around until I get horny again, can I? No, I need to keep my slaves busy." She said. "Besides, you don't need to cook well to make me dinner. You just have to follow the recipe. Even a monkey could do that." "Very well, master. I'll do anything you ask."

I followed her downstairs, turning left at the foyer. In a room, adjacent to the foyer, was a grand dining room. It had a long, wooden table. At the center lied a cow skull with countless white wax candles lit on it. Behind the table, was a massive brick fireplace with a roaring fire. We walked right past the dining room and through a wooden door which led to a kitchen. She turned to face me and pointed to the counter. "Okay, I've already picked out a recipe for you. Now, get to work!" "Yes, master!" As she left, I walked over to the counter where the recipe book sat. The book was open to two recipes. One was called "Dragon-fire soup" and the other was called "Hellhound roast". I scratched my head as I stared at the...interesting sounding dishes. "Well, I just have to follow the recipe, right?" I thought. "This can't be too hard."

I started with the hellhound roast, since roasts usually take a while to cook. As I was preparing the dishes, I started thinking about just how drastically my life had changed within such a short span of time. "Last night, I went to bed thinking I would just wake up and go to work." I thought. "I would've never guessed something like this would happen!" As I set the seasoned and tenderized hellhound meat in the slow cooker, I realized something. "I could end up living my entire life in subjugation to Vilosir..." I stood there for a moment. "Hmm...then again, she did say she would use me for sex." A perverted grin crept its way onto my face. "Yeah...this'll be nice." After several hours of cooking and waiting, dinner was finally ready. I sat a slab of roasted meat onto a plate, and poured some soup into a bowl. I set that on a tray and brought it out to the dining room where Vilosir was waiting. I set the two dishes in front of her. When I did so, she looked up at me expectantly. "Where's the wine?" I looked at her. "Uh...what kind of wine do you want?" "Some black-horn." I assumed she was referring to some brand of wine in the demon world. I went into the wine cellar adjacent to the kitchen and started pulling out bottles to check their band name. After several tries, I found the "black-horn". I poured some into a chalice and brought it to Vilosir. "That's better" She said, as I set the chalice in front of her plate. As I went back to the kitchen to clean up, I heard Vilosir call out from behind me. "Once you're done cleaning up, you can help yourself to some of the food you made."

I cleaned up the mess I had made while cooking and washed the used dishes. Once I was done with that, I made my own plate and bowl. I walked into the dining room and set my dinner on the table. I devoured the roast and drank every drop of soup. It had been a long day and I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday. I finished my meal seemingly in minutes. Once I was done, I felt like my stomach would explode. I leaned back in my chair and breathed a heavy sigh. I looked up at Vilosir, who was smiling at me as she finished her wine. "It's good that you're eating like that. People in your situation need to be well-fed." I was somewhat confused by her words. "What do you mean by that?" "Oh~! Your innocence is adorable! What I mean is: you're my human buzzer, but I can't use you for that purpose if you're half-starved, can I?" It was hard to argue with her logic. "Now, since we're done with dinner..." She said, changing the subject. "It's time we moved on to dessert." She gave me a smirk. "Come with me."

Next thing I knew, we were back in the master bedroom, sitting on the bed. I sat completely naked as I faced her. She gave me a smile and undid the ties that held up her robe. As her fuzzy garment dropped to the sheets, I realized something: she was, in fact, not wearing anything under that robe. Her folded up wings spread out to their full length. Vilosir's naked body was before me. I could feel my dick getting harder and harder, as I stared at her ample breasts and moist privates. She started crawling towards me. I backed up, until my back was pushed against the head board; I was cornered. She began groping at my crotch. My heart raced with excitement, as images of the two of us having sex flooded my mind. Suddenly, Vilosir leaned back and stared at me with a very thoughtful look on her face. "You know...I just thought of something that would make this more enjoyable for me." I raised an eyebrow. "Uh, what would that be, master?" She raised an index finger and slid out of bed. "Follow me!" She exclaimed. I leapt out of bed and moved to her side. She opened a dresser and rummaged through it. Finally, she got out some rope. She looked at me and grinned. "Now, stand still!" She commanded, right before punching me in the chest. I felt a shock run through me and I passed out.

When I came to, I was lying on the floor. Both my arms and legs were bound up in rope. I could barely move; the best I could do was wiggle around like a worm. I was at the mercy of my demonic master. Vilosir’s curvy figure towered over me, as she stared down at her play thing. She was grinning and her red eyes seemed to glow with lust. She walked over to me, positioning herself over my crotch. "Since it's your first time, I'll try to go easy on you. Although, that might be difficult for me, being a succubus and all." She chuckled. "As a matter of fact, forget what I said! I may just end up running you ragged!" My heart raced and I seemed to shake uncontrollably. I guess it was time to say goodbye to my virgin status. She began to lower herself to my body. "Anyway." She continued. "I'm going to gobble you up now, okay?" She said playfully. Then, the tip went inside of her. I felt a pleasure like I never had before. She continued to lower herself, my dick going deeper inside of her. The tight, damp feeling was incredible. She finally stopped when she sat atop my crotch. I rested my head on the floor, as the sexual sensation overcame me. "So, this is what sex feels like?" I thought. "I like it..." Her insides felt so hot, that I felt like my privates could just melt away inside of her. She began moving up and down, my cock sliding down, then back up. The heat, the dampness, the smells, it was all like nothing I had ever experienced. "You enjoy being dominated like this, hmm?" She said, in-between breaths. "Such a naughty little boy..." I had nearly forgotten she could read my thoughts.

Her riding me felt amazing, it felt way better than masturbating. My privates constantly rubbed up against her moist insides. It was too much, I could feel an orgasm coming swiftly. "I-I'm going to come!" I moaned. "Geez! You're way too sensitive!" "I can't help it!" Waves of pleasure rushed over me, as semen gushed forth from my penis. As semen began oozing out of her vagina, she breathed a heavy sigh. "Well...I guess I'll have to keep going until I climax." She continued making the up-and-down motion, until she herself came. "Aaah~! There we go! Now...on to round 2!" She resumed moving up, and down, stimulating my privates further. "We're going again?!" I thought. "Then again, it would've been disappointing if we had stopped that quickly." Still reading my mind apparently, Vilosir responded. "Ha! Even you admit you're fast!" I panted, as my muscles tensed up. It was almost overwhelming, the way we kept going at it despite already orgasming. Several moments later, I came again. My tongue hung out as more semen shot out of me. I wasn't as fast this time and our climaxes were closer together. Then came round 3. Then round 4. Then round 5. As each round passed I became even more tired. Once we collectively reached our sixth climax, she finally had enough. She stood up, then laid her back on the floor, breathing heavily. At that point, I was so exhausted I could barely move (and the rope didn't help). My privates hurt because we had been at it 6 times in a row. I felt like if she had pleasured me anymore, barely anything would come out. I simply laid on the floor, nearly sucked dry and sweating like a pig.

"You're not too bad." She sighed. "A little practice, and you'll be very useful to me." Once she caught her breath, she stood up and walked over me. She rolled me over on my back and untied the knots that bound me. The ropes loosened from around my body, as I rolled over on my back. My eyes were greeted by the masters naked figure towering over me. "Get your clothes together and clean up the mess." She demanded. I slowly rose to my feet, still tired. I glanced around and saw the wooden floors had gotten quite a bit of semen on them. "Huh...I didn't realize that much came out." I muttered. "Time to clean some more semen up, I guess."

Yet again, I found myself cleaning up my own semen from the wooden floors. Once I was finished, Vilosir took me to one of the "guest" bedrooms where I would be sleeping. She said I would have to sleep naked, since that's how all demons sleep. So, I took off all my clothes and snuggled up under the covers. I fell asleep quickly, mostly out of pure exhaustion.

When I woke up, it was supposedly the next the morning. However, I felt a sort of...sucking sensation coming from my privates. I looked forward, to see big, moving lumps under my sheets. "What the hell?!" I said, out loud. I pulled the sheets off and was greeted by the sight of a naked Vilosir giving me a blowjob. "What...are you doing?" I asked, surprised. She removed my penis from her mouth. "This thing was just standing up when I walked in this morning." She explained with smile. "It was almost as if you were unconsciously beckoning me. So, I helped myself!" "You know...it's not uncommon for us guys to get an erection as we sleep. It usually has nothing to do with sex." "Don't lie to me. You want some more of me, and you know it!" "Are you kidding? After what you did to me last night, I could go months without sex." "Hmm...if that's the case, then sexual frustration won't be a problem for you at all." She winked, then went back to sucking.

The feeling of her mouth wrapping around me was incredible. With her constant sucking, I could feel the semen making its way forward. Saliva drenched the tip and her tongue licked whatever semen drooled out. She removed it from her mouth again and began licking the tip and shaft. She then put it in her mouth again, and did a sort of in-and-out motion. I could feel an orgasm coming. "I'm coming!" I yelled. Semen shot into her mouth, as the overwhelming pleasure of the climax returned to me. She swallowed and began licking her fingers clean. After a few seconds of that, she looked up at me. "Still have some left, hmm?" I nodded in response. "...we need to fix that." "Wait, what?!" Before I could protest much more, she pushed me back, causing my head to fall on the pillows. I looked up to Vilosir. "Master, wait!" I yelled. "I've had enough! No more!" "No matter how much you say no, I'm still going to ride you!" She widened her pussy with her fingers, as she lowered herself onto my dick. That familiar feeling of a tight dampness immediately came back to me. "Now that my first mouth has had you, I think I'll eat you with my second mouth!" She sat atop my crotch like she did last night and began riding me. Vilosir moved up, and down; stimulating my privates. My initial resistance slowly morphed back into lust. "Yes...yes!" I moaned. "Master! Please, suck me dry! Devour me with your pussy! Do whatever you want to me!" This feeling of submission, of being dominated. I loved it.

After several minutes of being stimulated, semen rushed out of my penis. It felt like less came out this time. Without saying a word, Vilosir continued riding me.  I was already getting tired, but it seemed like Vilosir had sexual stamina to spare. Several climaxes later, I had a final orgasm. Only this time, nothing came out. Not even a single drop. I was empty. Vilosir removed my penis from her vagina and laid back on the bed as she breathed heavily. "Aaah~! I drank every drop! Such a filling meal!" She chuckled a bit. "That should tie me over for breakfast, lunch, and dinner!" I stared at the ceiling, drained of any energy I had left. "It felt amazing." I thought. "But now I can barely move. How...how can she have that much stamina? Oh god...I hear grandmother calling my name. I'm sorry, grandma but I'm already in hell!" Just as I was starting to fade, I heard Vilosir's voice again. "You look pretty tired..." I didn't even say anything back, I just sighed. "Tell you what: I'm feeling...generous this morning, so I'll let you rest some more. Okay?" I grunted. "I'll take that as yes. I'll come back in an hour or so with more chores for you."

The next two months were, for the most part, uneventful. I did whatever Vilosir asked of me and nothing more. Mostly, I ran through a list of chores she left for me to do while she was off at her work. To be honest, I'm not sure what she did for a living since she never told me. I just knew it had to pay well for her to afford this giant house. The main benefit of the job, though was the fact that she would sometimes use me to curb her sexual desires. I eventually adjusted to being her slave. However, one day she told me that she had to go on a business trip (because demons have those too, I guess) which she said would last about a week. This left the place all to myself and she left behind a daily schedule that I had to follow. Initially, I thought it was nice having the place to myself. However, after the first few days, I started getting depressed. I had developed something of an affection towards Vilosir, so not having her around made me feel lonely.

On the seventh and final day of the week, I stared out the kitchen window, into the fiery landscape of the demon world. I began talking to myself. "I enjoy having this entire place to myself but I didn't realize I would end up missing Vilosir this much." I sighed. "Oh, master! Please, come back!" Just then, I heard a knock at the front door. "Master!" I exclaimed as I ran to the front door. I cracked the door open just a little to see who it was. Just as I had hoped, it was Vilosir. I swung the door back and bowed. "Welcome back, master." As I bowed, I heard her utter the following words. "Strominger..." I looked up. "Uh...master?" "I can't take it anymore..." "Are...you okay?" Just then, she flashed me an intense stare. She opened her arms and her wings spread out as her eyes glowed red. "Surrender yourself to me!" She yelled. A startling fear grabbed hold of me upon this sight. Before I could do anything, she tackled me. As she was on top of me, she unzipped and unbuttoned my pants. She pulled both my pants and my underwear down, to reveal my cock which was starting to get stiff. "While I was gone, I got so horny!" She cried. "There was no one for me to release my tensions on! Now that I'm home with you, I must eat!" "Master...not that I'm in a position to tell you what to do, but couldn't you just masturbate?" "My schedule was filled up, I didn't even have time for that! But that's enough talk, I can't hold myself back for one more second! I'm digging in!" She put my dick in her mouth and began sucking it. I could feel her tongue licking the sensitive tip. "Damn, she knows my weaknesses!" I thought. Her saliva drenched the tip and shaft. Her mouth felt so warm, I had nearly forgotten what it felt like to get a blowjob. I climaxed and I could hear her swallowing the semen that shot out. She removed my dick from her mouth and spit out some semen. "I can already tell you've saved up some while I was gone." She said, before looking back at the still-open door. "We don't need anyone to see this." She walked back and slammed the front door shut.

She undressed herself, revealing that curvy body I loved. She got on top of me, sucking in my whole dick with her pussy. I was reminded of what it was like being inside of her. That tight, damp feeling of her insides. She moved up-and-down, stimulating my privates. She rode me and rode me, causing me to climax multiple times over, only for her to climax a few seconds later. This is my life now: one of subjugation mixed with sexual pleasures. The life of a demonic slave.


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