Breakfast

Outside Celine is already waiting, she is in her second month but her stomach has not yet swollen to a visible degree. “Good Morning, Mistress Aelana, Mistress Analea, Master Uklag.”

She says with a bow, “Your food is ready, Master Uklag, please follow me to the dining hall.” Unlike the twins, one of which has assumed the blonde’s form again, Celine is actually wearing clothes. It’s a red and white dress like uniform made of silk, way too luxurious for somebody who is doing chores in Uklag’s opinion but the succubi demanded that the head of their cult should be clothed as such.

Besides if he is already going out to get some new prisoners he might as well ask something. “Celine, tell me, if I were to get you some help what kind of person would you prefer?” “That is for my mistresses to decide, Master Uklag.” She says while opening the door to the dining hall.

Two long stone tables with benches stand parallel to each other, leaving a straight way to a platform where a single table, out of the same black stone as his room, with only one extremely broad chair with curved armrests stands. He sits down and soon the succubus join him on each side. Celine uses one of two side entrances, the other one was on the lower level, to bring in some food.

“It’s really lucky that you were captured here Celine.” Uklag says, “Without you I wouldn’t have been able to bind these two, then it turns out you are a huntress so I don’t have to deal with that anymore as well. You really are a gift.” Uklag is in an extremely good mood. “So back to my question. You two what kind of servant should I ‘recruit’?”

Analea answers quickly. “A man.” “Oh? Not satisfied with me anymore?” The presently blonds puts her hands on Uklag’s chest. “That’s not it, Master Uklag. But you can’t be there all the time so a toy would be most welcome.”

Aelana cuts of a piece of meat and feeds it to her master before she adds “Besides I believe Celine would like it very much if she had somebody that could dominate her when you are occupied with us,isn't that right Celine?” “Whatever you wish, Mistress.” The green eyed girl says passively, but the way she rubs her legs together make it seem like she is very much into the idea.

“Mhm.” Uklag hums while chewing. “I mean really, poor Celine here has to satisfy herself every night, isn’t that right Celine?” Aelana asks. “That is right, Mistress.” Celine answers, her voice slightly trembling. “And what do you think about at night?” Celine turns red while she talks. “I think about all the times my mistresses have granted me pleasure. I imagine how you bind me to the wall again and tease me until I can do nothing more than beg, how you then allow Master Uklag to use my body.”

Said mage finally swallowed. “Well it certainly seems like you need someone maybe I should recruit two men, A Dungeon keeper and a housekeeper, that way everyone is happy right?” the three women on the table look very happy at the suggestion. “Well, wrong. Unless we get at least one more girl I won’t be happy. Seriously, do you expect me to have a balanced sex ratio around here? This my base and if I can’t fuck more than half of the people around what good would that be?”

Aelana smiles at him in a lewd way, “You can always fuck the men as well, you might like it.” As reward for that comment Uklag gives her a small shock, which in return triggers a pained moan from the succubus. “You know.” Another shock, another moan. “It’s exactly.” A more powerful shock, a wet glint shows between the succubus legs. “Comments like that.” The succubus starts to quiver as a neat constant small trickle of electricity runs through her body. “That get you in trouble.” A final shock and Uklag’s magic is turns off.

The redhead slumps forward, her upper body rests on the table. Analea continues to feed Uklag as he slaps the dark grey flesh of Aelana’s arse. She yelps and a small torrent of liquid comes forth. “I am sorry.” She says and wiggles with her butt. “It won’t happen again, Master Uklag.” “I do doubt that.” He slaps her another time, her whole body shakes. “An, how should I punish your sister?” His fingers probe around the wet cunt to his left.

Analea presents him a piece of apple that Uklag quickly wolfs down. “I think you should let her watch you as I ride you.” Uklag is still chewing as he answers, “Sounds more like a reward for you if I am honest.” He pushed two fingers into Aelana, who moans in response. “At least let me suck your cock, Master Uklag.” Analea says pleadingly. “No, I don’t think so, your first answer didn’t satisfy me so you will continue to feed me.”

The shapeshifted blonde resigns to her fate, at the side of table another blonde is trying to remain her compure. “Celine, what do you think I should do to your mistress?” He pushes a third finger into the succubus who is panting already. “I wouldn’t dare to suggest punishments for Mistress Aelana.” Uklag starts to circle the demoness asshole with his thumb. “You have such a nice servant.” The pants have become drawn out moans. “Please.” Aelana’s voice sounds like she is crying. “Please, say the word.”

Uklag pushes his thumb into her back entrance instead. The succubus shouts in both delight and terror. “No, cumming is for good girls.” He says as he rocks his hand back and forth, taking another bite of an apple. “Speaking, of good girls, Celine?” “Yes, Master Uklag?” Her green eyes are glued to the tortured succubus. “Tell me exactly what kind of face your Mistress Aelana is making.”

Celine waits for a second, obviously gathering her breath, when she speaks her voice is dripping with need. “Her eyes can barely focus anything but she tries as she bites down on her lip. Her sharp teeth look like they are about to draw blood, but they don’t. Instead they simply contribute to the messed expression her beautiful face is contorted too as saliva slowly drops on the table.”

“Very good, Celine! You are allowed to touch yourself.” The servant understands utters a quick. “Thank you.” Before sitting down on the floor. She attempts to rub herself through her uniform when a weak, “No.” comes from Aelana. “If I can’t cum you won’t either.” As Celine has sworn herself to the succubi before you she looks at Analea for help, but she just smiles. “Mhm, seems like we have two people in **** need for release but no way to achieve it. Whatever shall we do, Master Uklag?”

“Yes, whatever should we do?” Aelana continues to let out the occasional shout of lust while Celine stands up to shifty legs, clearly unable to think of anything but her own release anymore. Uklag laughs, “Well how about this: Aelana, you will eat out your good little servant and once she cums you may have my permission to cum as well.”

“May?” Aelana croaks, “Well it’s better then what you currently have.” Celine looked hopeful at her mistress. It takes another small shock to convince the demoness “Yeah, whatever, get over here.” Aelana said, Celine starts to climb on the table when Analea cuts in. “Hold it right there, Celine.” The servant stops in her motion, again devoid of all hope. “SISTER!” Aelana shouts and glares at her twin angrily. Another small shock makes her collapse unto the table again.

“Master, please.” She whines again but Uklag turns to Analea instead. “What is your spiel here?” “Well it seems unbefitting that only they get to cum, Master Uklag, after all you deserve release much more.” The food is completely forgotten when she puts her hand on the bulge in the robes. Uklag sighs, “I know exactly what you want, but you are right. Allow Celine to move again and you can suck my dick.”

The succubus gives Celine a signal and disappears under the table. The belt that holds together the robe at the front is quickly undone and the pants are quick to follow. Without another word Analea puts her mouth around the big cock and starts sucking. Uklag puts his free hand on her head and smiles. Meanwhile Celine has reached her mistress’s mouth, who is eager to get her green eyed servant to orgasm as quickly as possible.

Ripping the dress open she presses her mouth directly unto the wet human pussy and starts licking. Celine let’s out moan after moan, “Thank you, Mistress Aelana.” She repeats over and over again. The already overly sensitive Celine doesn’t last long and when she cums she lets out a long high pitched moan before collapsing backwards, her head bend beyond the edge of the table.

“There, she came. Say the word, Master Uklag.” Aelana pleads. “Should I?” Uklag asks, he feels Anaela trying to do the usual and jerk him while giving an answer but he has other plans. He grabs her by one of horns and pulls her all the way down his cock instead. “You were about to make a very mean comment An, this is your punishment.” Tears dwell in the succubus eyes but she just nods and when Uklag let’s good she doesn’t try to pull back.

“The word please, Master, PLEASE, Master Uklag. Aaaaaah.” Aelana lets out another shout of ecstatic frustration. “Please, Please, a thousand times, PLEASE.” Her slit becomes even wetter under his **** as she begs for release. “Tell me what you are.” “I am your servant, I am your loyal ****, I am whatever you need me to be, just let me come.” Uklag shakes his head. “Not what I meant. Repeat after me: I am a sadistic succubus, but secretly I love it when my master toys with me.”

“Wha-? That again? I can’t say that.” A light shock, a scream. “What was that?” “I won’t say something th-“Another shock, “You mean you won’t admit that?” “Yes, I won’t admit….no wait.” Another shock, a squirt of liquid. “Say it.” The succubus becomes very quiet all of the sudden. “Come on, at this tempo I will cum before you.” Under the table Analea had started to rock her head back and forth in a tempo only possible for the greatest of Nymphomaniac’s.

A weak whisper. “What’s that?” Uklag asks, his seed starts to boil in his loins but he pushes the feeling back. “I admit it okay? I am a fucking sadistic slutty succubus that loves to be toyed with by her master. The fuck is fucking wrong with having a fucking masochistic side you fucking perverted fuck.” Uklag smiles, “Absolutely nothing my dear, admitting so let’s you cum. You have my permission.” The succubus starts to scream loudly, her holes become very tight around his fingers as she squirts against them.

Under the table he himself fills the mouth of Analea with a massive load, a bit of it even escaping the demon’s mouth, much to her shock. She tries to save it with her tongue but all she does is accidently let go of the cock, which spray’s the rest of Uklag’s load all over her face. “I’m incredibly sorry, Master Uklag.” She says and starts to gobble up what she can scoop with her fingers.

“Oh its fine, I am captive of the look of your sister anyway.” Uklag says. Analea comes from under the table to see what he means. Aelana is breathing heavily, her body still half on the table, half in the chair, trembles occasionally from the afterglow as a happy grin fills her face, which is turned towards the pair and stained with saliva and tears.

“Oh my, she hasn’t looked that happy in an eternity. Another job well done, Master Uklag.” Uklag stands up and bends over the exhausted body of his servant. “What else do you want you bastard.” She whispers. “Just making sure your mouth still works.” He bends down and kisses her. The succubus is surprised by the gesture but they still share a few seconds of kindness before Uklag sits down again. “Well, feed me the rest, An. Hopefully your sister will have recovered far enough to join us afterwards.”