All Mine

I could feel his laughter on the edges of my mind. As frustrating and enticing as a thought that was just on the tip of my tongue.

"How may I serve you tonight, mistress?" He knew, despite the magic that bound him to me, I had little more control over him than I did my own need. Even as I watched he stood slowly and stretched sensually on my bed. His body laid out before me in the candlelight rippling with muscle and malevolent promise. I could see his throbbing cock below him and the swift flicking of his top long tail promised of pleasure pinned beneath him as he bred me deeply. Dare I take him in my ass again? I think it had recovered from the last time.

Or I could curl up against him my lips and tongue teasing sucking and slurping my way along that delicious shaft. I could practically feel how full of demonic cum those balls were and I could not resist licking my lips as I pictured myself getting a face absolutely bathed in it.