Of course not!

"No." Mar'aath responds emphatically. "She's staying with me."

You blush at the words. As he turns around and walks off, you can't help but stare at the demon's massive, eternally-erect cock. If he's keeping you, maybe you will get another taste of it soon, or maybe he will finally fuck you like you've been expecting since before he took you to this realm. As you follow him out of the portal, your hands wander to your crotch. The thoughts racing through your mind quickly make it slick. However, when you step outside you freeze. Several creatures are looking right at you as you rub your pussy. You immediately bring your hands up and run to Mar'aath's side, though this only gets more people's attention. Many stop to get a glimpse of your tits and ass as they both bounce with each hurried step.

When you make it to Mar'aath's side, you still must wait for him to reactivate the portal. At first you simply watch the demon input commands into a stone pedestal to the side of the portal, but soon your eyes wander. The two of you are standing in the middle of the square which is as bustling as usual. You look out to the crowds going along with their day and you can't help but notice many of them turning their heads to eye your curves. You get very self-conscious at their lusty looks at your bare tits and ass, your heart beating heavy in your chest. As you wait there, your breathing becomes heavy and your pussy begins dripping between your thighs.

One passerby sees you people-watching, however, and gives you a lewd smirk before sticking his long, snakelike tongue out at you and making a lapping motion with it. The action makes you incredibly self-conscious. You look down in front of you and put your hands behind your back, fidgeting with your fingers as you blush deeply. You've known others have been watching but somehow a reaction back at you made you feel so ****.

Thankfully you don't have to wait much longer as the gateway soon activates again. Your demon master immediately walks through without even looking back at you, expecting you to follow right behind him.