He's a little overwhelmed, but he does!

"...you really want to be my full time sex ****?" Denki asked, and Momo giggled, embracing him from behind.

"I told you, Master," she purred, pressing her chest into his back. "Humans are always so high and mighty about their pride, slut shaming, and sexual morality... but peel all that away, let them do what they want, within reason, and make it feel good, and they will become pleasure seekers. And there really isnt anything wrong with it," she added, caressing his chest. "Anything that happens between consenting adults is perfectly fine, no matter what prudes that have nothing better to do than clutch their pearls have to say."

"Well, while I'm not complaining, you didn't exactly get my consent first," Akemi giggled as she sat back up. "But honestly, if you had asked, I would have probably said no out of misguided sensibilities. It's like you stuck something delicious that I initially thought unappetizing into my mouth when I wasn't paying attention, because I was too scared to try it. Similar principle to that. So... do you want me or not?" she winked, posing slightly on her knees, trying to entice him to enslave her for good.

Denki chuckled ruefully. "Talk about flipping my world upside down..." He turned to Momo as she released her embrace, and stood with her hands behind her back, grinning at him. "Alright, Momo, I wish that Akemi was permanently my sex ****, same parameters as the temporary spell from before, only permanent this time," he wished.

"Granted!" Momo grinned, snapping her fingers and Akemi shuddered as the newly cast spell took hold of her again. She didn't resist. She had no desire to.

Akemi stood, and smiled at Denki. "How may I please you, Master?" she asked in a saucy tone.