Becoming his

You look at Kim, shocked. "Your roomate is Victor?" The dark-haired boy walks towards the bed.

"Roommate?" His voice is smooth and rich, oozing arrogance. " Kim here is my familiar. And now you, my horny little friend, are her pet." Kim's pet??

"Hold on," you object. "What the hell is going on here?!" Victor squats down at the bedside. Staring intensely down at you.

"Pardon my manners! We haven't been properly introduced. I am Victor Kyrie, heir of House Kyrie." House Kyrie...he's a direct decendant of the founder of House Pegasus! "Let me make this simple for you: this world, and everything in it, is mine for the taking. Take you, for instance. A simple magical trap, and you fell for it. Well, that's what you get for thinking with your smaller head. Now, you're going to do whatever I want." You're starting to freak out.

"Wait, you can't do that!" His face shows mock confusion.

"Huh, it's funny you say that because I just did." You're getting really sick of this asshole. Magically, you try to free yourself. A 2 on 1 fight may be a bad match-up, but hopefully your high aptitude can carry you. You try untying the ropes, propulsion, teleportation, ANYTHING. But your magic doesn't work. You strain impotently against your bindings. Victor laughs at your pathetic display.

"It seems your pet is in need of training. Discipline him."

"Yes, Master." Kim smiles evilly. Suddenly, your whole body feels as if it's on fire. You scream in agony. The white hot pain feels as if it's lasting an eternity. Though realistically you only had to endure a few seconds of it. Victor addresses you again.

"You're a tool. Nothing more, nothing less. If you cannot do what is expected of you, you will be crumpled up and discarded, like trash. Likewise, if you serve me faithfully, you be cherished, like a magical artifact. I hope for both out our sakes that you don't disappoint."

"Victor, pl-"

"That's 'Master' to you. Do you understand?" You pause. The thought of calling him 'Master' is revolting and humiliating. Victor glances towards Kim. You get the hint.

"Yes Master! I-I understand." As soon as the words leave your lips, you feel a wave of pleasure rush over you. "Yes Master.." The words leave your lips without you meaning to. But again, you feel a rush of pleasure. Looking at Victor, you feel intense adoration. Like love. "W-what is happening?" Victor raises an eyebrow, prompting you to correct yourself. "What is happening, Master." He smiles coldly at your submission.

"The ritual gives Kim control over most aspects of your body." He explains. "She decides what you feel, emotionally and physically. She controls when and how you use magic. Furthermore, she can look into your mind at any time. For all intents and purposes, you are her familiar."

"But what about my limbs? What about my thoughts, my free will?"

Master laughs arrogantly. "You still have full control over your thoughts and motion. As for free will, you never had that to begin with. The sooner you accept that, the easier this will be."

You want to despair, to curl up in a ball and cry. But all you feel is elation. You love Master. The thought of serving him makes you horny. "Yes, Master." You almost cum in Kim's pussy. She clearly enjoys her level of control over you.

"Cum for me, my pet."

"Yes.."

"Yes, 'Mistress,'" she corrects.

"Yes, Mistress," you affirm. Overwhelmed with pleasure, you fill her with your load. While you shoot your shot, Master stands up and makes out with Mistress. A light rises up from her abdomen and into his mouth. Is she siphoning your vitality into him? When they're done, she leans down to whisper in you ear.

"Good boy." You almost cum again. You're filled with an overwhelming joy.

"Thank you, Mistress." That pushes you over the edge. You pump your load into the succubus again. When you finish, Master speaks up.

"Alright Kim, say goodbye to your pet. He has a very big day tomorrow."

"Yes, Master." She sounds almost upset to let you go. "Come on, pet." She magically undoes your bindings and dismounts you. You grab your clothes and make your way out the door. You don't even bother to cover up. The thought didn't even occur to you. Thankfully, no one is in the common room.

You enter your room and make your way to bed. Looking over you see Parisa fast asleep. She's completely naked. Her ass is in the air, leaking cum. Master's handiwork. The sight fills you with lust. You try to control yourself, but you can't help but jerk off to her. You don't know if Mistress is controlling you or not. It doesn't really matter. Master left you this gift, and you're gracious to accept it. Pumping your cock, you mutter the same word over and over.

"Master...Master..."

It's not long before you cum. Mindlessly, you keep pumping. You're thinking about what's to come. You're filled with excitement, lust, and despair. At last, hand on your cock and covered in cum, you fall into a deep sleep.