Mark her as yours...

You reach out and touch her neck. "Calm down. Everything is normal."
You have to push more than you thought, but your magic worms its way into her brain and forms a net of lies in and around it. As it settles in, she calms downa nd looks down on her former lord with a look of disgust. "Will you really let that filth please you my Lord?" She says, putting emphasis on "filth".

"Maybe, we´ll see what he comes up with." You say, relaxing in your seat. "Get going, I want to be in town before night falls!" You call to the other servant.

The coach stats moving, bumping ever so slightly all the time. Occasionally your drive over a bump or a small hole which makes the coach lurch slightly. Honestly, why do humans use these when flying was so much easier. Though, the servant breasts move in a nice way. As a incubus, you can´t resist. "Come over here." You say, patting the seat next to you. She moves over, smiling and avoiding touching the nobleman on the floor. As she sits down, you wrap your arm around her shoulders and pulls her face to yours. "Do you want to be mine?"

She only hesitates momentarily. "Will I be like that filth?" She´s apprehensive about being on equal level with him. "Not even close. I´ll mark you as mine, and no one else wil be able to give you pleasure. You will only be able to recieve pleasure from me. And I won´t treat you liek filth, but you will still be my toy."

Along with you words, you change the net in her head to make her lust for this. Her eyes take on a drunken haze. "Yesh. Make me your slave Mastur." With that, black tendrils spring from your fingers and shoot into her skin. She tenses up at the pain as they move under her skin, wrap themselves around her neck and then settle as tattoos. She now seems to have a wavy black line around her neck where other might wear a necklace.

You kiss her and feel her relax in your arms, also, part of you mind can feel how her mind is assaulted by waves of pleasure just from you kissing her. As you pull back you have to hold her back or she would´ve pounced on you. "Please Master! Let me please you!"