Working with your subordinates.

Uklag looks around the bland room. His eyes go over the two other chairs, the cards he has thrown of the table when he was carving, the deformed table with the dagger on top, the wooden door, the other wooden door, the corpses. ‘Oh yeah.’ He thinks to himself. ‘The corpses.’

“What do you mean?” Aelana asks a shimmer of hope in her voice. “Well first let’s get rid of these, I don’t like the view.” Her master says and with a quick look at the bodies he adds. “But let’s keep the clothes, I could use them.” He isn’t particularly fond of his old clothes. Not that the smugglers are much better but at the very least he won’t look like a **** anymore.

A quick dumping of three corpses into the sewers later Uklug stands before the second door. He takes a glance inside. What he sees is a makeshift bedroom. Old carpets have been thrown unto the stone floor and a couple of worn out cushion with similarly worn out blankets lie around.

“Well it will have to make due.” Uklag says, his **** quarters had been of similar design, but at least they had been properly cleaned. He took hold of his staff and entered the room. “So, to finally answer your question: I have two succubi here – I would be a fool not to use you.”

The two demons in question lighten up at the suggestion. “But which one of you shall I honour first?” Analea steps closer. In a loving motion she wraps her arms around Uklag and starts to purr words. “Do I not look like the girl you want the most? Use me, Master Uklag and I will show you pleasures out of this world.” She was then promptly ripped of the mage.

Aelana takes her place, but her hands were wrapped around Uklags dick instead. “Just do me.” She pleads, “That boy from before could not satisfy me and ever since I watched my sister give you a blowjob my demon blood boils.” She leans further in and whispers to his ear, her voice unusually sweet. “Please, Master Uklag.”

His dick is quickly hardening again under the succubus hands and so the decision is made. “Analea.” He says and enjoys the shocked expression on her sister’s face. “I’m afraid I have to punish you for being a bad sister, you will sit out this one. But feel free to satisfy yourself.” With that he pulls a relieved Aelana into the sheets with him.

She rolls on her back and lets Uklug explore her body. Fingers follow the red lines on her skin, he feels a magic tingle in his fingertips. The lines guide him to her breasts, he massages one of them. They aren’t particularly big, but soft to the touch nevertheless. Only exception is the hard nipple. Uklags other hand travels up her leg towards her crotch. But instead of stopping at the wet slit he is presented with he grabs hold of her tail. It was long and thin, had the same colour as her skin and to his disappointment is not very sensitive.

“What are you doing?” Aelana asks. “I read once that succubi, and incubi for that matter, have sensitive areas on their tails. Wanted to find out if that was true.” Before Aelana could say how stupid the thought alone is Uklag seals her mouth with a kiss.

With her tongue occupied the succubus can only moan her agreement when Uklag, lying besides her, pushes his cock into her already awaiting pussy. The demoness is tight and the wet walls clamp down on his dick in an almost unnaturally pleasurable way. As expected of a demon of lust. Aelana turns her ass his way so he could penetrate her even deeper and soon enough the whole length of his cock is buried inside her.

Uklag starts his thrusts as the kiss breaks leaving a panting demon. “Master, your dick is so big.” She says. “Flattery will get you nowhere with me.” Uklag muses but doubles his efforts as if to prove himself wrong. The movement become slicker by the second as the redheads wetness increases. Using the newfound loss of friction Uklag fucks her with quick hard thrusts. By now Aelana is mumbling some incoherent stuff in demonic that Uklag isn’t able to understand without his staff.

But another sweet moan comes from behind. Uklag turns his head and finds Analea following his suggestion. Her fingers digged deep in her crotch the succubus has assumed her true form during her solo. Her yellow eyes widened as she notices the smiling look of her master and she blushes. Quickly she transforms back to the blonde woman but continues her masturbation without the least bit of shame.

He turns his head back to the main course where he was greet by another pair of yellow eyes clouded with lust. “Master, do I have your permission to cum?” she asks. “Do I need to give it to you?” Uklag asks, genuinely surprised. He hasn’t read about that anywhere. “Just answer the damn question.” Aelana says.

As Uklag is close enough to his own orgasm he went with a simple “Yes.” And makes a few final thrusts before the orgasmic quivering of the demoness sends him over the edge as well. He pumps his seed into the succubus without a second thought and a high pitched scream makes him fairly certain that somebody else also just reached their peak.

A last spurt of cum leaves him and then he pulls out. “May I eat your cum out of her pussy?” Anelea suddenly hugs Uklag from behind, her breasts are pressing against his back as she asks. The thought is tempting, Aelana seems to be a wreck and unleashing the other demon on her would surely be quite a show.

“No. Can’t have you hog all of my semen to myself you greedy thing.” Uklag says and grabs a blanket, after coming two times he is tired. “Instead you two can warm me.” He lays down next to Aelana and Analea soon cuddles into his other side. Life is good for Uklag.