The Patron (Had To Meet The Demoness)

Your patron, the Demoness who has gifted upon you unnatural powers in exchange for her amusement, your her little performer, her puppet on a string, she could make some very uncomfortable demands of you that you would have **** but to comply but… she hasn’t.

In fact she hasn’t really made any demands of you… period… well, she did demand that you have sex with her but the way it turned out.. well… she kinda did you a service…

You never really thought much about sex, figured it would be kinda dull, but sex with her? With a demon of sensation? That was otherworldly…

You sit on the edge of your bed, you have no idea if she’s watching you but you start talking anyway.

“I.. I don’t understand you… you give me these powers… you give me that night… and… for what..? What is your endgame…? My life can’t possibly be that entertaining, not when their are adventurers walking the world, slaying monsters and rescuing damsels…”

There’s a long silence, you’re really starting to worry that you’re just screaming into the void at the moment, talking to nothing.

Then comes your answer.

“You know, for a demon I’ve been surprisingly honest with you…” you turn your head and sitting next to you is the Demoness who stares off into the white void of your room.

“To be entirely frank I didn’t have high hopes for that night… … No offense… it’s been a long time sense I felt this way… that’s… the truth…”

She seems almost surprised with her own candidness, as though she had honestly expected herself to lie or deflect in this situation.

“Then… that night… what did that mean…?” You ask, turning your head to her as she lets out a small chuckle, seemingly charmed by your inquisitive nature.

“What it meant was I’ll be keeping you on retainer as my little performer…~ but I wonder… what did last night mean to YOU..~?”

You blush softly as the question is now turned back onto yourself, honestly your still trying to make sense of it all, it was incredible, horrifying and wrong, but you can’t stop thinking about it.

“I’m… still figuring that out…” you say trying to avoid the question but she’s onto you now.

“Hm… I don’t think I entirely believe that..~ I think you relished what we did that night~ but you’re terrified of what that might mean if you admit that~” she leans in her breath, hot on your neck, sure it might be an illusion but it feels real to you in this moment.

“Admit it..~ you LOVED all the things I did to you…~ and guess what..~? I’m gonna keep doing them every night for the rest of your natural life~ you know why…~?”

The question is left open but you can tell it’s rhetorical as she slowly takes your chin in her hand, making you face her softly.

“Because I love how weak it makes you..~ your MY pet is that understood…~?” This time you feel compelled to answer her, your owner.

“Y… yes ma’m…!” You say **** and terrified, looking into her eyes that burn with desire, confidence and something that’s by no means natural.

Her cerulean lips curl into a smile as she releases your chin but you can’t bring yourself to look away from her, looking deep into her enchanting eyes.

“That’s my good girl~ there’s nothing I love more than an obedient pet…~” she says as her hand gently caresses your face, slowly rolling down your neck to roam your body.

“Tonight your going to summon me again, and then your going to tell me EXACTLY what you want me to do to you and you won’t leave any details out… ok..~?”

You can do little more than nod as you fall under her spell, looking into those burning eyes as they peer straight into your soul.

“Good… now that, that business is taken care of, let’s get you ready for the day…~” she says slowly creeping her hand down past your thigh and towards your drooling pussy, after that wonderful, horrible night you had decided to forgo wearing underwear.

Your laid onto your back, the demon sitting at the edge of your bed slowly teasing your outermost folds with her well manicured fingers.

Her eyes are locked on yours as she works you over, slowly applying more and more pressure to your lips until finally they give way and she slides two fingers inside you, slowly working their way until her knuckles meet your pelvis.

A chill runs up your spine as you feel her knuckles brush against your clit, her fingers rolling over places only a succubus could know about.

You quietly thank the gods that these cells are completely sound proof as your cries of both pleasure and need reverberate throughout the void.

In your pleasure fueled agony you feel her eyes on you, watching you intently as she brings you to the brink of orgasm with only two fingers.

“Goodness me…~ my poor little performer is all pent up~ how ever will you amuse me if you’re so tense, hm~?” You needn’t look at her to know that her lips are curled into a satisfied grin.

You must imagine she’s immensely proud of herself, watching her poor little thrall writhe on the bed needly forever on the edge of orgasm.

Just when you can stand it no longer, just when you think you’re about to come apart at the seams you hear her voice, sweet and loving, giving a sadistic twist to her words.

“Cum for me~”

You don’t know how, you don’t understand why, but her command along is enough to make lightning strike, making your every muscle tense up before relaxing.

Your back arches as you cry out in orgasmic bliss, your pussy squirting onto her hand and along the bed.

“YES MOMMYYYYYY~!!!!!”

It takes you moment before you realize what you’ve said, your cheeks burning a bright pink as you look up at her, eyes wide.

For the first time in knowing her, you seem to have caught her off guard, her eyes wide and her cheeks turning a deeper shade of blue.

You start to stammer out an apology, hoping you’ve not made things awkward when her lips curl into a smile.

“Mommy, eh~? I had no idea my performer was such a deviant~” she says teasing you as you stutter out a defense.

“I… it’s not like that…! I… I just… I don’t know why I said it….” You say looking away, thankful you’ve not put her off but not by much.

“Hmmm…~ don’t worry dearling~ you’re not the first mortal I’ve bedded who’s had mommy issues~ just the cutest~” she says before leaning in and kissing your lips softly.

The kiss is not like what you’re used to, this is much more tender, with only the slightest hint of lust.

When she pulls away she also stands, making it clear that her visit is at an end.

You try to follow her lead, slowly rising on unsteady legs before being struck by a sudden wave of drowsiness.

You topple back into bed, your every muscle crying for rest as your eyelids grow heavy.

“Mmmm don’t you worry darling, I’m just making sure you’re well rested for the day ahead of you~” says the demon, confirming your suspicions, her features blurring as you try to stare at them.

The sight makes you a little nauseous so you close your eyes, surrendering blissfully to the arcane urge to slumber.

“Oh, and darling…~?”

Your eyes flutter open, before going wide and your cheeks going flush as you see her, where once stood the striking Demoness now stands your mother, wearing the demonesses revealing silks.

“…Have sweet dreams for mommy~”

She leans down and gently kisses your nose, seemingly sealing the enchantment as the wave of drowsiness drowns you in its embrace, the last thing you hear before your dreams claim you being her giggling.

Demons, man…