No, but it doesn't matter

Seconds later, the cat-demon vanished in a puff of black smoke, but Seamus hit the mute button on her mouth as a preventive measure. Scanning the list, he finally found something that would work to bring her back: Leash Law: Custom Girl has a leash attached to her collar that the User may use to dictate how far away from the User she is allowed to be.

Seamus clicked on that one, pressed accept, then dialed in ten feet. And promptly ducked as a clawed paw swiped through the space his head had occupied. He rolled desperately to avoid another swipe, finding himself more than ten feet away from her again and heard her tail swish swiftly in annoyance as she was dragged along with him.

This event now presented a problem, because anytime Seamus tried to put distance between them, Na would get dragged along with him, but if he stopped, Na would try to attack him. The solution struck him swiftly and so he thought of sticking his tail into her pussy and the portal there made it instantly possible, evidenced by a sudden scrabble of claws on the floor.

Seamus turned to see Na moving away from him as quickly as possible, shoving one paw in between her legs to push away the offending intrusion that was just there with no warning. Seamus saw her twitch violently as his tail moved subconsciously. He thought for a moment and then thrust deeply. The sudden shock of being filled that quickly caused her to spasm, and then the sudden pain in her face reminded him that Seamus had a stinger on his tail that he still didn't know entirely what it did. But the rush of bliss filling her face and then lust as Na then launched herself on him informed Seamus of what exactly it did.

Seamus swiftly looked through some of his other options, now trying to fend off an amorous cat demon intent on ripping off his pants.

Ah! Good Kitty: Pet the kitty and she will purr. Seamus bought it and started to scratch Na behind the ears. At this, Na instantly turned her head to more fully engage with the scratching, and started purring like mad. Seamus saw her eyes fill with embarrassment but she didn't stop. Her nipples pebbled, all six of them, and her fur slicked back along her entire body as she started to rub against him. Na licked his hand and then drew the back of her neck into contact with his hand. Seamus then realized she also had long gold and black hair that went down her back and so he slid his hand down her back, which caused her spine to start lifting and her tail to curl until her butt was as high as you can get while still standing.

Na then slid down between his legs and before Seamus knew it, had drawn his penis into her mouth. Her humming purr and skillful technique nearly made him finish then and there but when Seamus opened his eyes and saw Alice, he drew back, prompting a protesting swish of the tail from Na. Seamus undid the gag order and decreased the Leash Law restriction on Na and told Vavnagal: "You can interrogate her now."

Bowing low, Vavnagal responded: "Yes, my King." A swipe of her hand and they vanished, along with two of the succubi guard.

Sighing to himself, Seamus looked at Alice who said: "What? You expect me to finish you off just after another woman sucked you?"

Flushing, Seamus shook his head in protest: "No! That was unintentional."

"I know it was." Alice said as she walked over to him, knelt down and drew him into her mouth.

Eyebrows shooting up into his head, Seamus opened his mouth and started to ask: "I thought you said you weren't..." but stopped at her raised finger as she started bobbing her head back and forth, applying suction on each back stroke. Seamus groaned and tried to hold on, but one of the succubi guards exposed Alice's breasts and pulled on the chains. The sight and sound of her breathless groan was too much and he tapped her head to warn her, but Alice just thrust forward and licked his scrotum. That was the final push over the edge and Seamus had to put his tail on the floor to steady himself as he felt liquid rush out of him into her warm mouth.

Seamus panted and leaned back, holding himself steady as Alice licked around, cleaning him up. "H-ahem. Honey? What was that for?"

A self satisfied smile crossed her face as Alice replied: "I could tell you needed it."

"Well, thank you!" Seamus stated.

"Anytime, honey." Alice said as she got up and started towards to the bathroom to clean up a little.

Groaning, Seamus hauled himself to the couch and checked his watch. Five messages from Ailis:

Dad, I'm done. Can I get dressed now?

I'm back at the vehicle now, I didn't mention it before but any skin showing is free use to other people. Can I get dressed now?

I'm in the vehicle, about to leave, can I get dressed now?

I'm filling up with gas, can I get dressed now?

I'm about to walk into the house, can I get dressed before I come in?

Seamus swiftly started to reply, but it was too late as the front door opened and Ailis walked in, carrying her clothes in her purse, cheeks flushed a deep rosy red. "Dad, I need to get changed. May I put on clothes now?"

"Yes, sorry, Ailis." Seamus turned his head away, politely. "We had a lot going on. I just saw your messages."

"That's okay, you can turn back now." Ailis said. "Besides, it's not like you haven't seen it all before, lots of times."

"Ailis!" Seamus said, but then rethought his reflexive admonishment when memories of him and Ailis flooded his mind, her breasts bare and his left hand full of her right breast behind the college football stadium, his left down the front of her skirt. He flushed. Then noticed that he could hear heavy breathing from the front door.

Seamus looked up and saw Ailis flushed red, her right hand under the front of her skirt, moving swiftly as her eyes rolled back in her head: "Hmmm!" She cried out before falling to her knees, arched her back and shuddered, but seemed frustrated. "Dad! I need permission!"

"What?" Then it clicked. "Oh! You may have an orgasm." Seamus looked away while he heard her passionate cries ring out.

"May have an orgasm? Really? Why not just say I could cum?" Ailis said when she could talk again, standing up and looking down at her wet hands and the small puddle in the ground between her spread legs.

Frowning, Seamus said: "Because it feels weird still. I still have memories of you as my daughter, alongside the memories of us at college. Besides, I'm married now." Seamus shifted uncomfortably: "Twice. As weird as that is."

"And I'm your pet now, you'll be seeing me naked, a lot, and you saw me naked in college a ton before too." Ailis called out as she walked over to the kitchen and washed her hands.

Groaning, Seamus asked: "how are you so blasé about this whole thing?"

"I've been dealing with the freaking magic punishment app for a bit now and my memories helped me make a lot of sense of my urges I've had." Ailis walked back with a paper towel and then bent at the knees, her requirement to spread her legs when she stopped moving meaning that when she squatted to clean the wet spot on the floor, she flashed her lack of underwear at him.

Seamus stubbornly looked away and said: "I realize that and recognize that but I don't know if I can get over the past close to two decades this easily."

Ailis shrugged: "hey! It isn't twenty years, it's eighteen."

Sighing, Seamus said: "yeah yeah." Then thought it through. "Wait. Never mind. I'm not going to work through the time dilation/shifting/modification ramifications."

Ailis grinned and they looked at each other and said simultaneously: "I hate temporal mechanics!" in their best faux Irish brogue.

Relaxing a bit, Seamus followed Ailis as she threw away the paper towel, waited till she turned around and then hugged her. "I love you, honey. Thank you for not hating me." He said into her hair and then kissed the top of her head.

"I could never hate you. I've always loved you. And I really love the new look! Although, why am I feeling the urge to rub out another one so badly right now? It normally takes a while to build up." Ailis asked.

"Ah, that might be the pheromones and the aura." Seamus cleared his voice sheepishly.

Alice said from behind them: "It's pretty powerful, honey. Any way you can tone it down? Walking through the supermarket might have women just handing you their soaked panties right there in the aisle."

Seamus laughed and stepped back from Ailis, who said to Alice: "Hi, Mom!"

Alice snickered at the voice but winced anyway. "You'll always be my daughter, regardless of what some app did to us two decades ago."

Ailis sobered instantly. "Thank you. That means a lot to me." Then a look of impishness crossed her face: "even if I try to jump Dad's boner in the shower every once in a while?"

"Ailis! You...!" Alice sighed partway into her own admonishment. Then a snarky look crossed her face. She walked over to Seamus, pulled him into a deep kiss and then responded: "you'll have to get him to agree to marry you first."

Seamus looked at Alice in shock, "um... Honey? I don't think that's..." and stopped at the index finger placed on his lips.

Alice said: "let's face it. You have a harem. Ailis was part of it. You believe that once you've had sex, you're married, correct?"

Seamus slowly, haltingly replied, after a quick look at Ailis: "Yes, I do. But we never had penetrative vaginal sex."

Ailis subconsciously smiled, ducked her head a little, and blushed, one hand sliding back along the hem of her skirt.

He cleared his throat. "Only you and I have had that." Then he corrected himself: "and Vavnagal." He corrected himself again, "and I guess Na, just now, since I just used my tail on her without even thinking about it." Guilt flashed across his face.

"Stop. A: demon. B: demon. C: trying to kill you. D: demon." Alice said, not a hint of humor in her voice or face.

"Still a being, shouldn't I feel guilty for overriding her consent on any of this?" Seamus argued back.

"Based on the information available, she is part of an organization intent on mass **** if not outright genocide, actively participates in gathering information needed to perform same, and was trying to kill you." Alice sighed and put her forehead on his chest. "War is hell. And like it or not, we are now monarchs or monarch and monarch consort leading a race of beings fighting for their very survival. So stop. You are not the problem. I had a brief chat with one of the other guard succubi while y'all were talking. Frankly you went too light on her."

Alice stepped back, and looked him in the eyes, her eyes fierce. "Based on what I heard, you could have been a hundred times rougher on her, and she still wouldn't have been paid back for all she's done."

Shuddering, Seamus looked at his wife and said: "Honey, you're the one I rely on to steady me when I get angry about something. Do I need to do the same for you?"

"Not right now, right not, I need you angry at her, not feeling guilty for what you just did." Alice said firmly.

Seamus looked at her searchingly, then slowly nodded. "Okay honey, I trust you." He took a deep breath, "that still doesn't answer the whole marital issue."

"Mmhmm, you thought a penis entering a vagina meant marriage in God's eyes in college, do you still feel that way?" Alice asked.

Glaring at her, Seamus responded, "before the last day? I would have said no. You were also the only one I ever remembered having any other kind of sex with."

"I think that was a product of the guilt you felt, and the throwing yourself so fully into your faith was a way to make amends, even if you couldn't fully remember what you were making amends for." Alice said, sighed, then rested her head on his chest. "You always had strong convictions, but they changed a little after you met me."

Growling, Seamus asked: "Why do I feel like everyone is trying to push this entire thing on me? Can't I just take two seconds to myself to relax into these changes?"

"Honey. Would taking any time change anything?" Alice put a hand flat on his chest next to her head.

Still growling, Seamus replied grouchily: "No."

"Would taking time potentially cause problems based on the information we have available?" Alice used her other hand to pull him into a tight hug, which he resisted at first, then finally relaxed into.

Sighing, "yes", Seamus reached up and hugged Alice hard, then pulled her back, kissed her on the lips ferociously, spun her around and smacked her butt. "Why do you have to be so much smarter than me?"

Wiggling her butt for another one, Alice said: "You know I'm not. I know I'm not. I just have the emotional steadiness that you need to get your head back in the game." She pouted when the expected spank didn't happen, then yelped cutely when she stopped expecting it and he gave her what she wanted.

Seamus smiled: "you are smart." He huffed impatiently. "Emotional intelligence is intelligence."

Alice turned and punched him in the arm.

"Ow." Seamus said dryly. He looked over at Ailis who was watching everything like she was watching Björn Borg vs. John McEnroe, or probably more likely Bobby Fischer vs Boris Spassky. He thought to himself for a second, or maybe Sherlock Holmes vs Irene Adler... Then realized he'd gotten distracted...

"Seamus. You get things, you make leaps of logic I'll never initiate. I can follow them when you explain them, but I wouldn't be able to do them myself naturally. Stop doubting yourself!" Alice saw something in his eyes. "There! What was that? What were you thinking of?"

Embarrassed at getting caught not paying full attention like he'd intended on doing, Seamus replied: "err... First I was thinking that Ailis was watching us like a tennis match between Borg and McEnroe, then realized it might be more like Fischer vs Spassky but settled on Holmes vs Adler."

"See! Now, if you explain that, I'm certain I'll understand why the last two. I get the idea of the tennis match, that's practically a cliché, but Fischer didn't play tennis, right? And Holmes... Sherlock Holmes...ah! Adler was the woman, right? That makes sense." Alice said.

"Very funny, that's just factual or informational knowledge. And Spassky vs Fischer was chess." Seamus said.

Alice grinned like she'd proved a point. "Ah! But you moved from cliché to history to fiction, discarding the ones that didn't fit until you arrived at one that did, right?"

Grudgingly, Seamus nodded: "Yes."

"See! Leaps of logic!" Alice smiled triumphantly.

Sighing, Seamus said: "whatever you say, dear." He smiled and leaned over and kissed Alice on the lips.

Seamus looked up when a cloud of smoke filled the kitchen and saw Vavnagal there, looking quite peeved. "What's the matter?" He asked.

"My King, I need your assistance. She is more resilient than I initially expected, my lord." Vavnagal bowed.

"Very well. Let's go." Seamus said.

A second later, smoke swirled around all of them, Ailis and Alice included, and they appeared in a bright, sunlit room of marble and skylights, but what made Seamus gasp was the form he saw suspended from ropes hanging from the ceiling fifty feet overhead.

The form was Na, each nipple tied with twine and the twine attached to D-rings set into the floor. The top two nipples strained up in the direction of her face at a forty-five degree angle from her horizontal body. The middle two nipples were offset forty-five degrees away from the centerline, at the same vertical angle as the rest. And the last two were fully opposed, pulled in both directions. She also had clamps attached to her labia which had twine pulling her back away from the top nipple twine. Every two seconds the ropes yanked towards the ceiling one inch and then dropped back down. Her tail was tied in a figure 8 and tied to her hair, pulling her head back severely.

Seamus whirled and looked at Vavnagal.