Challenge accepted.

He picked up the bowl and tasted with delight what remained of this pure beverage extracted from Piper's pleasure. He threw down the empty glass, which shattered, and leaned his head between Piper's thighs, saying,

• Let's drink from the source.

Piper felt her demonic lover's forked, oversized tongue spread across her clitoris, her already soaked vagina quivering under this infernal caress. The forked tip slid with cruel precision, tracing burning circles before plunging deeper, wrapping itself around her intimate lips swollen with desire.

Each movement was exquisite ****, calculated to prolong her torment. Each stroke of his tongue was slower, more voracious than the last. She felt him insinuate himself inside her, filling her vagina like no penis had ever done before.

Piper arched under the **** of this demonic tongue, which seemed to be growing longer, writhing inside her with supernatural vivacity. The forked tip searched every fold of her intimate area, sucking out every drop of her nectar with a wet sound, while the other end curled around her clitoris in vicious pulsations.

Her fingers gripped the table, her knuckles whitening with the effort not to cry out in pleasure. His tongue was merciless, giving Piper no respite, demanding every inch of the intimacy of her sex.

Piper felt her muscles tense violently, her entire body shaken by waves of pleasure so intense they were painful. The demonic tongue gave her no respite, exploring every inch of her sex with cruel precision, sometimes rolling her clitoris between its split ends, sometimes pushing deeper inside her with pistoning movements that made her moan.

As she felt the beginnings of an orgasm, he stopped everything abruptly, leaving her frustrated and unfulfilled.

• Come on, my sweet Piper, I'm a demon, you must pay with your person to obtain my favors. You will prove to me that you are worthy. Show yourself original, without morals, so that I will grant you an orgasm.

Piper gasped, her trembling thighs still quivering with frustration. A cruel smile stretched her master's lips as he straightened, letting a trickle of his own silvery essence run down his thighs.

"Original, you say..." she murmured hoarsely, her eyes shining with a newfound audacity.

With a slow, calculated movement, she slid a hand between her legs and lightly smacked her sex and clitoris. She managed to smile lustfully, despite the pain that twisted her lower abdomen.

• Interesting, my candy cane would be a promising spice, her master said. Show me how much.

Piper let out a low, raucous laugh, her fingers, soaked with desire, trailing up her throbbing stomach. With a provocative gesture, she pinched her clitoris between her nails, viciously enough to steal her breath away.

Piper's nails dug deeper, sending out a pain so sharp it blurred her vision. A hoarse moan escaped her, mixed with an almost hysterical laugh, as her other hand slid lower, two fingers suddenly plunging into her dripping sex.

• I love it, but it's an appetizer. How far can you go without damaging this sublime body? Show me the depth of your adoration for me.

Piper felt her nails dig in even deeper, pain mingling with pleasure in a dizzying whirl. Her fingers, soaked in her own fluids, slid along her swollen lips, lingering with calculated cruelty on her swollen clitoris.

• Banical, she murmured, her eyes half-closed, a carnivorous smile tugging at her lips.

Piper felt a perverse flame ignite her. His fingers, still buried inside her, twisted roughly, his knuckles turning white with the effort. With a jerky movement, she withdrew her hand, letting her reddened, swollen lips quiver in the chill of the air.

• Master, can I use anything to prove my servility?