Step 2: Get him hitched

The very second Frank turned around the corner John jumped up. While silently thanking his base skill for making all the damage he took only be a number, instead of a serious harm, he climbed onto the wall. He had to time this correctly.

As Frank was about to bump against his barrier, he modified it again. With a curse, he had to go down to 1 mp again for that, but at least he could make it strong after Frank entered it without paying again. The second thing he made sure, was that it now also layed around him. After all, he planned to see how his hooker was doing her Job.

"Hello?" Frank tried to get the attention of whoever it may be he would meet here. As planned, Layklé stepped out from a shadow and towards him.

John smiled as he saw the other guys reaction to the succubus. He knew it was most likely due to her curves, but he also took a good bit of pride in the fact that he had chosen such a good outfit for her.

The plain white top she wore was pressed up so much due to her massive breasts, that she was going involuntary with a midriff full on display. The fact that succubus nipple never became soft was something he had found out while dressing her up in this. Now it was a helpfull addition to the outfit that already became completed by the skirt on her hips. He would have said that it was on her ass, but that would be a lie. While it was most likely short on every normal person to wear it, Layklés more than voluminous ass **** it up far enough so she now had to hold it down with both hands, for it to even cover her pussy from anybody. Not that Layklé would ever try to cover something.

"Hey there, sweety. Are you here for me?" He just nodded and was welcomed in a tight embrace. John's mind told him to be angry with her for not making sure he used the key phrase they agreed on, but his male instincts insisted that it didn't matter at this point. Everything was going according to plan.

Frank would not resist fucking Layklé. Once he was done, she would be stronger and give more of her powers to John, even if she didn't want to. On top of that, Frank would be weakened enough, so he couldn't beat up John, at least not instantly. So he would probably fall back to the threatening he was so feared for. Well, he was feared for usually following up on his threads, but that was not the point now. 'Listen up, dweeb, you either make sure I get some fresh pussy every day, or I beat you up'. He could already hear him in his head and that made him chuckle. He would play along, try to fight back, tell him he couldn't afford it but in the end, he would have to give in to the big strong bully. And with that, Layklé would have her first loyal customer, coming back every day to feed her some of his energy.

And what a feeding this was. John focussed on exactly that and had another good chuckle as he saw the giant sparkling end of what apparently was a butt plug inside Franks ass. Layklé also must have noticed it, as her hands gripped his ass quite hard.

"Oh, do you like to be on the recieving end as well? Do you want me to see if I can fit something else in there?" She said and grabbed the plug in him, but Frank had none of that.

"Yeah, let's see. And for every inch you put something in my ass, I will put my fist one feet in yours." John sighed. If Layklé would have been a usual prostitute, she probably would have felt insulted and left now. Good thing she wasn't.

"That sounds tempting. Then why don't we pretend that I already put your toy up there, and you start by punishing me for it?" John sure was watching with all his focus, but even with his observation skills he couldn't see how fast Frank ripped of his pants and rubbed his dick against Layklés ass, right after she willingly turned around and bend over. There was no need for her to pull up the skirt, as even without bending over, it failed to cover her asshole.

"I'm gonna make you cry for mercy!" He said and pushed her sphincter apart. Johns hand went down and started to rub himself. In his mind, he was the one doing exactly what Frank currently did. Just without the danger.