Contract renegotiation and a new uniform

You groan in satisfaction as you sit back in a comfortable armchair in your room, eyeing the cloth armour stretched around the dark elf's thin and sensual frame.

"Come, have a seat." You point to your lap with a sharp nail, and the ex-sorceress sits facing away from you, her body seeming tiny when she's this close. "Say, pet, don't you think you're a bit overdressed?" You start running your hands over her armour and she glares at you, but her expression wilts and she looks down after you meet her gaze. You grip her breasts through the fabric and start massaging them while you slide your rapidly stiffening member between her thighs. "Now, we won't be needing this anymore." Your tail runs down her chest, its sharp tip carefully slicing her cloth armour in half, and when it reaches the bottom her bra-clad breasts hang out of the parted fabric. You then carefully cut away the sleeves and back, and soon her top lies in tatters on the floor. She lets out several soft moans as you run your hands over the lace that covers her nipples, giving her gentle pokes with your sharp fingers as your tail begins to cut away her pants. Soon after, another pile of cloth lies on the floor and the sorceress is left only in modest but lacy lingerie.

"You know," your hand slides under her panties and two fingers run up and down her slit, your thumb circling her clit. "I've been thinking about our contract from way back when." She gives you a confused and then lets out a moan as you slide a hand under her bra and push your fingers inside her moist cunt. "Didn't we agree that you would provide minions for my dungeon? You've been missing your quota recently..." She shudders in orgasm and you bring your fingers to her lips. She absentmindedly sucks on them for a moment before replying.

"Oh, come on, dear. You can't expect a woman to meet her promises when you take away her means to do so." She does an admirable job of maintaining her composure as you start rubbing your rock-hard length against the fabric covering her slit, both hands now pinching her nipples under her bra. Your tail rises again, and now only your fingers stand between her nipples and the air as the tattered remains of her bra flutter to the floor.

"Well, maybe you should be more careful in any future deals with daemons, dear." A worried look crosses her face, replaced by another moan as you rub up against her clit again. With another two slashes, the scraps of her panties fly off to the side, and she gasps as she feels your warm meat resting against her unprotected pussy. You raise her up and hold her above your tip, her lower lips slightly parted by the intruder. "... but you're right. While I feel justified in my complaint, perhaps it would be... unsportsmanlike, given the circumstances."

She wiggles her hips but you hold her steady, not allowing her to impale herself on your shaft. The fact that she's trying to do so on her own is excellent given the events of earlier today. "Um, thanks." The words are barely audible, none of her usual sultry confidence present.

"Besides, why quibble over such trivialities, when your other offences are clear as day?" Her head shoots around to look at you, confusion and worry crossing her face. You let her ponder for a moment, sliding a finger into her rear entrance and breaking her concentration for a moment as she moans in surprise and pleasure. "You see, I seem to recall another provision, what was it...?" You pull your finger out of her backdoor with a pop, and with a wave of your hand a piece of curled, browned parchment materializes in a burst of flame.

"Yes, here we are. 'Zalreanne will not show anyone outside of Azazel's employ the Tome of Black Arts, nor tell them where, from whom, or how she learned her powers.' I think that's pretty clear, don't you, dear?" A look of dawning horror appears on her face.

"No, please, I didn't mean to! You made me! You tricked me into it! And besides, they already knew, didn't they? They've seen us working together before." She squirms, the stimulation of her petals rubbing against your cockhead bringing you close to the edge. She jerks away from you with a surprising amount of ****, managing to escape your grip. Instead of fleeing, she gets on her knees in front of you and takes your cock to the hilt, and you groan before shooting a load straight down her throat. "Please, master, I'll be good!" No trace of her earlier sarcasm remains in her voice.

"Mmm, if only this side of you had come out yesterday, pet. But I'm afraid that a master has to take a firm hand with his pets when they're bad. And that was quite the little outburst earlier." She starts fucking her throat with your cock, but her eyes widen in shock as you tear a small strip off of the parchment and toss it behind you, the piece bursting into flame and burning to nothingness. You feel a portion of mana return to you, and toss off another strip. She whimpers, but doesn't slow down. Looking down, you see both hands are between her legs, furiously working in and out of her dripping snatch.

"Are you getting off on this? There may be hope for you yet, pet." You pat her head affectionately before tearing off another strip, more mana returning to you as another piece of the contract is incinerated. She whimpers and moans around your length, then pulls back to catch your tip in her mouth as you shoot out another batch of sperm, her tongue squeezing you as if to coax out more. "Good girl, now if only you had been more like this earlier, things might have been different. At this point I'm afraid you won't learn your lesson unless I make it clear what the consequences for disobeying me and failing are." Her eyes widen further as you rip the remaining contract in half, the two pieces slowly burning up as they float through the air. You suddenly feel cold air on your cock as she falls back, convulsing as her fingers work inside her depths. You wait a moment until she stirs again, and the new look she gives you is submissive and uncertain.

"Master, why would I stay now that you've taken everything away from me?" Despite her protest, she gets back on her knees and starts licking you again, and you gently stroke her hair in response. "I know I was bad yesterday and today, but I've been such a good girl the rest of the week!"

"Oh, I'm not saying we can't talk about another contract in the future if you're good. A more equitable one, of course." You caress her lavender cheek with the back of your other hand and she shudders as she keeps attending to you. "Now, this is lovely, but I have some gifts I wanted to share with you. Stand up with your arms at your sides, please." She complies and you walk up to her, mauling her breast and probing her pussy before feeding her your wet fingers. You bend down and open the first box, taking out a pair of earrings with dangling silver chains. You clip one to her left ear, then she turns her head to allow you access to her right and you attach that one as well. "Good girl." You caress her cheek, and she nuzzles into your hand, before you bend and open the second box. It contains a similar silver chain, this one hanging from a bar. She looks at it in confusion until you pierce it through her belly button, earning a whimper. You caress her stomach briefly then bend down again.

The next time you stand up, you hold a post with a golden ball on one end, which she tilts her head at in confusion, the chains dangling as she does. "Stick out your tongue, pet." She does, and you pierce the latest piercing through the middle of it, capping the bottom and leaving a small stud visible from the top. She winces but then flushes as you reach between her legs and give her a stroke. You bend down yet again, this time coming up with two more chains similar to her earrings.

"But master, you already gave me those?" She sounds uncertain, and you roll one of her nipples between your finger and thumb, earning a soft moan.

"These ones are slightly different." Her confused expression prompts you to show rather than tell, earning a yelp as you mount the nipple piercing to her left breast. She covers her right mound with her hand, and you give her a stern glare, prompting her to timidly draw it back away, her breast bouncing slightly as it's released. Soon after, her right nipple is pierced as well. You kneel and give her moist crevice a long lick before reaching into the last small box, and when she sees the final chain she simply closes her eyes and bites her lower lip. You clip it to her hard nub, and although she winces slightly, no sound comes out. "Excellent work, pet. Now, let's get you some new clothes."

You open the largest box and take out a black collar with a white fringe, and she closes her eyes as you slide it over her head. Next, you take out two elbow-length white gloves and slide them onto her hands one at a time. You move the box to the bed and move her silken hand to your cock, prompting her to start stroking up and down your length. Next, you select two knee-length silken stockings to match the gloves, sliding them up one of her legs then the other as she continues to gently play with your meat. Two tall black heels replace the ones she seems to have lost, contrasting nicely with the stockings underneath. A black headband slips over her head, accentuating her ivory hair and holding it in place. She blushes and moans as she sees the skirt come out next, barely long enough to cover her ass. You wrap it around her, admiring how her mound is just barely visible under the microskirt, the slits to either side revealing her thighs. Finally, you bring out the last item, and wrap the top around her back. She shudders a bit as she realizes that it doesn't do anything to conceal her pert breasts, the black fabric instead wrapping below them to emphasize them further. Outfit complete, you step back for a moment to admire your work. She clasps her hands behind her back, pushing out her chest and causing her new nipple piercings to sway slightly. She gasps as the chains trace against her skin.

"Where was this side of you a day ago?" You shake your head as your dick points straight to the sky. "Now if you could please turn around and put your hands on the bed, I have one more thing for you." She rushes to do so, and you pause for a moment to admire how the black skirt rides up, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination as she bares her goods in front of you. You open the final box to reveal a furry black and white tail which ends in a hard, conical bump with a smooth tip. She looks over her shoulder, confused at what it's for, then her eyes widen as you start to push the hard end against her anus. With a pop, it sinks inside, sealing her backdoor and holding itself firmly in place. Unable to take any more, you step forward and bury your length in her dripping cunt.

Her arms and legs give out beneath her, collapsing on the bed as you pound into her wet tunnel. The last few minutes were too much for you, and only moments later you release a torrent of seed straight into her womb, causing her to convulse in pleasure as bits of semen ooze out of her stuffed hole. You lie on top of her for a moment, then circle your hands around her, toying with her pierced nipples for a minute before spinning her around. Her eyes widen as your mouth claims her own, but then she wraps her arms around your back and pulls you into her as you begin to thrust between her legs. She spasms again and again before her arms go limp and fall to her sides, and you shudder and release one final batch of warm baby batter into her willing hole before withdrawing.

"Excellent work, pet. Now, I hope your break was a nice treat, but it's time for you to get to your new job." She slightly open her eyes, exhausted but confused.

"Master? What new job?" She tilts her head in confusion.

"Well, you've seen your clothes." Comprehension dawns on her face, and she pushes herself up on shaky legs and looks at the semen pooled on the ground and bed. "But master, what should I use to clean it up?" You shrug and she stands still for a moment, unsure at how to proceed. You swat her on her ass, bringing her out of her stupor, and she looks at the floor once again. She slowly lowers herself onto her hands and knees and dips her face down to the ground, licking up a big glop and swallowing it. She flushes a bit and licks up the next piece, moving to the bed once the floor is clean. Once the last glob is gone, a proud look crosses her face, but you nod behind her. She turns to see the pool that's dripped from out of her messy snatch, pondering for a second then reaching between her legs and scooping up a thick glob and sucking it off her fingers. You begin to stiffen again at the erotic display, and when she's finally cleaned off the floor again she turns to see your diamond-hard dick and wordlessly takes it into her mouth.

"You know, pet, I know I already said it earlier, but I really do appreciate this side of you. Wouldn't it have been so much easier to just be like this from the start?" You caress her cheek with one hand and stroke her hair with the other as she swirls her tongue around your tip. "Well, I suppose that wouldn't have been as fun. Now, I'm going to take a risk with you, even though you don't deserve it after your little outburst earlier. You can sleep at the foot of the bed tonight, and wake me all on your own tomorrow. No oversight whatsoever. Show me that you deserve the second chance I'm giving you." With that, you lie back and groan in pleasure at her gentle ministrations, closing your eyes and passing out after you feed her some dessert to go with her earlier dinner.

The next morning, you awake to a warm, wet feeling on your lower head. Ari lies snuggled up beside you, and it takes you a moment to remember the events of the night before. When you look down to see the dark elf dutifully bobbing on your shaft, her tongue piercing stimulating your cockhead as she swirls it around in her mouth, you smile and caress her cheek again. "Good morning, little maid. Thank you for the wonderful greeting." She looks back, uncertain at your gentle voice, before leaning into your hand and allowing the slightest smile to form around your shaft.