VD - Progress

Before Tari’s training, you would always get worked up whenever lewd things happened, then afterward you would feel as though you’d been hit by a bus.

It’s different now, though.

You clap your hands appreciatively onto Cas’ firm, red ass. He’s in your lap, and you are buried to the hilt in him. His forked tongue laps desperately at your neck as he moans and you feel his hot jizz spurting all over your stomach.

The old you would’ve been fucking him desperately and blowing out all your energy inside. Now you can let him ride you, get himself off, then safely and gently release a little. You sigh as you ease your control and let it go, giving his butt an extra hard squeeze. You like the way that makes him tighten up and squeal.

You’ve come a long way, although you didn’t have to do this next to a window. You look over to see all three of Lady D’s daughters with their faces pressed against the glass. You close the curtains and rub Cas’ back until he’s able to stand.

“Thank you, Mistress,” he says faintly, tottering out of the room without picking up his clothes. A moment later he comes back for them.

You take a bath, using Demi’s favorite body wash. She’s been texting you all day, complaining about work, so you know what she needs when she comes home. And you finally have enough mastery over yourself and your household to make sure that she gets it. It’s a good feeling. You still have a lot to learn about Demon World, but you are getting there!

An hour later, Cas and Pol have dinner ready, but Demi doesn’t want food. You are on your bed, your hands and feet tied to the bedposts as Demi rocks urgently on your cock, her back to you. You gaze fondly at her smooth, red skin and shapely as she does her own thing, using your cock as her dildo however she wants.

After another orgasm, she looks back at you, panting gently.

“They’re working hard out there,” she says, starting to move her hips again. In the past you would be either passing out from jazzing your brains out or struggling not to cum. Now… you can keep this up for an hour if you have to.

“Yeah,” you say.

“That’s not normal,” she looks troubled, but that’s not stopping her hips, or her pussy from squeezing you tight.

“It’s not?”

“No. Employees do good work, don’t get me wrong. They don’t come in here and slack off,” Demi goes on, pausing to hiss in pleasure. “But they don’t go looking to go above and beyond. They just want to be paid like everybody else.”

“Maybe they just really like castles,” you suggest.

“Maybe,” Demi says.