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He's older than your master, but looks fit and strong. He regards you with undisguised revulsion, then looks at your master. "Are you an idiot, boy, or do you have a **** wish? Getting into a circle with a demon is just about the stupidest thing you can do, next to letting it out of the circle. It's gonna fuck you 'til that gets boring, and then it'll kill you. Quick, banish it while you still can!"

You look at your master, at the sudden fear in his eyes as he remembers that, yes, you really are a demon. You don't want to be banished, sent back to that nightmarish hell of nonexistence. You glare at the hiker and his big mouth, and then turn your anger to the salt circle that keeps you from shutting him up. But wait...when you dragged the cloak into the circle, it scattered the salt, breaking the line. Looking back over at the hiker, a small smile quirks the corners of your mouth.

Before either human can react, you leap to your feet and charge toward the man. He stares in horror, too shocked to move. You grab him by the front of his shirt, open your mouth, and spit venom into his face from a gland beneath your tongue. He flinches, opening his mouth to scream, but then the venom takes effect and a sleepy, peaceful expression settles over his face.

"What the fuck?" your master asks, stumbling to a stop behind you, his cloak wrapped awkwardly around his naked body. "What did you do to him? How did you get out of my circle? What is going on?"

"I scattered the salt with your cloak," you say, answering the easiest question first. "As for him, he's fine, just a little easier to deal with. It's a special chemical that demons secrete that makes humans very suggestible. It'll wear off in a few hours and he won't remember a thing."

"Really?" Your master regards you for a moment. "So why didn't you use that stuff on me?"

"Can't," you say with a shrug. "It doesn't work on the summoner. Now, what should we do with our new friend?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we could kill him and bury his body in the woods," you say, noting the look of horror on your master's face. "Or we could take off his clothes and have a little fun with him. I bet you want to fuck him, don't you?"

"N-no!" he says, but you see the way he looks at the hiker, a flush spreading from his face down to his chest.

"Sure you do," you say with a devious smile, reaching out rub the docile human's crotch. His cock hardens under your hand and an uninhibited moan escapes his lips. "Hear that? He wants you to fuck him." You turn to the hiker. "What do you say, big boy? Do you want my master to fuck you? Do you want his big cock in your ass? Do you want me to suck your cock while he fills your tight ass with his cum?"

"Yes," the hiker moans. "Fuck me, please."

"I don't know...You spit that stuff in his face," you master says. "He'd say anything you want him to."

"Do you want me to bite your nuts off?" you ask the hiker.

"No," he answers.

"Good enough?" you ask your master. "My venom makes him pliable, takes away his inhibitions, but if he really doesn't want to do something, he'll say so."

"I- I guess," your master says finally, looking out into the forest, a frown on his face. "Go ahead and fuck him, then, if that's what you want."