A few bonus features for your servant.

Looking down at her as the sheets slowly soak with your fluids, you can't help but feel a slight sense of loss that she can't have your babies. But deep down you know this for the best. She's not meant for breeding. You can always make another one just like her. You want a full-time, fully capable, always ready attendant, and that means no pregnancy.

You think that you might be able to render her both pregnant and capable, but you decide not to worry about it. You can have every single girl in the world, you don't need every one to bear you a child.

Audrey will remain barren, youthful, and devoted to you forever. And she will like it.

But another idea occurs to you. You imagine Audrey being so focused on you and your capacity to bear children that she goes out of her way to help. It's actually better than her being able to carry them herself.

You can make this little fantasy a reality, if your power works the way you think.

Audrey can discern anyone's age and sexual history at a glance. Audrey can tell where a woman is at in her ovulation cycle, also at a glance. She is fully capable of processing all of this information no matter how crowded an area she is in. It's as natural to her as identifying hair color. She feels a particular draw to any young woman who is in the hight of fertility and can pick them out of a crowd without error.

Audrey blinks as the power settles on her, and she can suddenly read your sexual history. You read her mind even as she considers it, but she is merely curious. There is no judgement. She knows she is better than those other girls anyway. You made her yourself, and you are god.

You smile down at her. "I have a new purpose for you, Audrey."

She grins, and you see her entire mind light up like a Christmas tree. She is thrilled at the prospect of having purpose. Always.

"I live to serve, My Lord." She purrs, not a hint or irony or sarcasm in her voice.

You feel another random urge to test something about your power, and distract yourself a moment with curiosity.

When I touch Audrey's nose, she comes. The harder I touch it, the harder she comes. She knows this, and knows that I only use this feature as a way to reward her when I am pleased with her.

You smile. "I know you do." And tap her gently on the nose with one finger. She gasps and moans as an obvious orgasm ripples through her for a few seconds and then she smiles. "Mmm. Thank you, My Lord. May I ask what this new purpose is?"

She remains on her back, legs slightly spread, waiting for any command from you or indication of what you want for her. She is also content to stay right where she is, if that's your desire.