Not good enough. Still fucking her, though.

“Your mind? Your body? No, no, no. You don't fucking have a mind or body. Those things belong to me. Put your hands behind your head.”

Jezebel takes her hands off mine and puts them behind her head.

I scoot backwards and get off the bed. “Thrust out your chest. Open your mouth wide and stick out your tongue. Pant like a dog.”

Jez does all these things eagerly. I love the devotion that came built in with her, but I need to push her further to make my point right now.

“Stand up.”

It's actually a bit hard for someone to go from their knees to standing on a soft bed with their hands behind their head, especially someone as top-heavy as Jez. She wobbles a bit as she gets one leg up, then the other, then straightens.

“Now jump up and down as high as you can on one leg.”

There we go! There's the little bit of fear in her eyes! Jumping on one leg on a bed? With her chest stuck out and her hands behind her head? There's a real danger of falling off and biting through her tongue. However, she's going to do it whether she wants to or not, and she's realizing that now for maybe the first time.

Also, those huge tits are bouncing like crazy. As big as they are, every impact as she lands must hurt more and more as she continues. But she can't stop, she can never stop without my permission. Also, watching those things bounce is super hot for me, so bonus!

I let Jez jump like that for a minute, casually taking off my clothes. I say, “Do you think that being such a high rank in this household lifts you up somehow? All of you are my slaves, these ranks are just how I keep track of you. You're still just dirt beneath my feat. I could make you and Freya change positions at any time. Bark like a dog, Jez!”

“Arf! Arf!”

“Louder!”

“ARF! ARF!”

Jez lands a jump and wobbles, tilting from side to side as she tries to stay up on one leg. She regains her balance, panting heavily from exhaustion, and starts jumping again. Her body is covered with sweat.

“You can relax now.”

Jez collapses into a heap on the bed.

Did I go too far? She's only had a couple days of brainwashing/training. Even with her believing that I'm a literal demon that she summoned, this might break her. I might have to start her training all over.

Which could actually be fun, so no worries.

I climb into the bed again. I put my hand under her chin and pull it up. I look into her eyes and say, “Jez, what are you?”

Every word flows out of her with love and devotion. “I am Jez. I am the worthless **** of my lord, currently at girlfriend rank. My lord owns every part of me, body, mind, and soul, and I have nothing except the desire to serve him. While I am a girlfriend I command his other sluts at his pleasure, for his pleasure, except for Sabra, who shall be our beautiful queen. I love my lord with all my being.”

I look around and see that all the other girls are watching us and rubbing their slick twats where they're kneeling on the floor, including the new girl, Kelsey. Well, why should they have all the fun?

“That was much better, Jez. Now turn around and get on all fours.”

That little bit of praise lights up her face. She eagerly turns around and gets into position. I get behind her and pull the crotch of her lingerie to the side. I rub the head of my cock against her wet pussy, and she moans lightly as I smear her juices around on her pussy lips. It's not a full wall mirror, but this bedroom has very large mirrors on the sliding doors of the closets, and I can see us perfectly in them. Her tits hang down so far! I start sliding in and out of her, and she pushes herself against my motion, making her big tits swing underneath her.

I don't take my time. I'm not gentle. I grab her waist and go nuts. I go as hard as I can, only slowing down a tiny bit to occasionally slap her ass.

“Thank you, my lord!” yells Jez. “Thank you for fucking me! And thank you, lord Satan, for answering my dark prayers and delivering me to my lord! Yes, oh fuck, it's so good!”

I glance as Brooke. She's still fingering her pussy and looking at us with a mix of envy and devotion. It doesn't seem like the “thank you, lord Satan” bit phased her at all. Good, I've got one girl who believes in the Satan worshiping bullshit and one who believes in the god worshiping bullshit, but really they both worship me.

I look back at the mirror and see Jez's big, wildly swinging tits again. It's too much for me, I cum right in her pussy, letting out a roar. I slap her ass as my body jerks, and I shoot another load deep into her.

When I'm completely spent, I pull out of her and lie on the bed. These pillows are the best money can buy, and right now they feel more comfortable than ever. Jez lies sprawled out and pants, completely spent.

“Dance for me.”

Jez pulls herself up, gets her phone off the nightstand, and finds some sexy music. She smiles at me with total adoration as she stands up on the bed and starts to do a sexy dance.

It takes about fifteen minutes before I'm hard again. This time I have Jez lie on her back so I can look down at her big breasts as I fuck her. Being calmed down a bit, I can actually notice the other girls saying things like “Greg is so sexy” and “I wish I was getting fucked by our master” as they work their cunnies to the show. I go slowly this time, and Jez shakes violently when she cums.

We relax for awhile, and I need a little more rest this time. I manage to fuck her one more time, missionary style. By this point, the only thing Jez's sex soaked brain can handle her doing is saying "I love you!" over and over as I fuck her. Once we've both cum, we fall asleep. I have never slept better in my life.