Chiryn.

Chiryn took Ryan's hand and led him to her bedroom. He was initially surprised that the succubi did not protest that she would be first but he then assumed they knew of his profane gift of superhuman stamina from his wife. He looked back at Marlissa and she smiled back with a wave.

"And here is my bedroom," the Asian succubus declared, closing the door behind them.

Ryan looked around the very spacious room, that was bigger than most apartments in New York, with its deep red wallpaper and was impressed with its modern but Chinese-influenced decor. However, he noticed hanging on the posts of the wrought iron canopy bed were gags, chastity belts, cuffs, and other BDSM equipment.

"I assume you work here as well?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied matter-of-factly while she unbuttoned her white qipao.

Ryan with speechless, his mouth agape, when she slipped off the skintight dress with ease, letting it pool around her high heels, revealing her slender body and large teardrop-shape breasts.

"So how am I going to repay you?" he wondered.

"I am the Mistress of Pleasure and Pain, remember?" she smirked.

Ryan gulped.

"Strip," she ordered.

He did what he was told.

"I cannot wait to have this inside me," she purred, stepping up to him to stroke his massive erection.