The Lazy Fairy: The Demon's Pet

Wanting to live a life of luxury, Sith began browsing forums searching for a master or mistress who would pay for an obedient live-in sex ****. She hoped for someone attractive, who also had a lot of money. She found several potential suitors, but none truly caught her eye. Then, she came across a profile that had a gorgeous woman with massive breasts, and blonde hair. What caught her eye the most, was the horns coiling from her head, and the enormous cock that stood erect. Sith was immediately hooked, her mouth watering and her cunt soaking with excitement.

And as she scrolled down to see more of the picture, she found a woman beneath her - her face blurred out, being used as a chair. God, Naomi the Mistress, was perfect. She sent a friend request, then an email.

"Hello Mistress Naomi," the email said, "I found your profile and you are exactly what I am looking for. Is there any chance we could meet?"

The mistress was sitting on her throne of slaves, a nice padded saddle on one of their backs to keep herself comfortable while some others worshipped her, rubbing her shoulders and massaging her feet while she scrolled through her phone, a little ding sounded as she got the email and application. The mistress looked over it for a moment before responded "We can see if you are worthy of being my next ****, come to my brothel at 1080 Westvale drive and bring your sluttiest outfit"

Sith was surprised to get a response so quickly. Even an address. She wanted to ask more questions, but she was already horny and raring to go, so she looked through her closet. She chose the outfit that got her the most likes on her OnlyFans - though calling it an outfit was more than it deserved. It was a shining, silky yellow bra that felt too small - and a matching coloured g-string. Both items hugged her breasts and crotch with a tightness that made her skin pop out like a pig wrapped in tight rope. She felt aroused looking at herself in the mirror as shame coursed through her. Then, she grabbed a jacket and some jeans and put them over the revealing underwear.

Twenty minutes later, she arrived at the given address, and was greeted by a pair of muscle-bound women. She informed them she was here to see Naomi, and told them her name. They allowed her entry. The brothel smelled of sex. There were moans that mixed together in several rooms as she walked down a hall and found some stairs to ascend. It was more of the same - men, women, shemales - it was a den of degeneracy unlike anything Sith had ever seen. At the end of the hall, she saw a door with big silver and gold letters that read "Mistress Naomi." The door was ajar.

The mistress was relaxing a different **** when she noticed the girl peeking through the door.

She waved her hands for the slaves to let her in as she stood up and approached the women, looking her up and down for a moment before pointing at the floor "Down!" she commanded "Stay!" she added, talking to the girl like a dog before slapping her throbbing fuckrod against her face, rubbing it against her cheeks to let the scent flood and warp her mind. "Beg for it, I only want the most deprived, filthy, cum hungry slaves. Now show me you are even worth my time"

The fact Naomi wasted no time in treating her like a person had a cunt-twitching effect on Sith. It sent such a hot, pleasant feeling through her. Being treated like more of a dog than a human by someone she only just met made Sith feel like she was right at home. She obeyed, having removed her jacket and jeans before entering the room. "Y-yes Mistress!" She whimpered, the massive dick covering most of her face. It smelled of musk, sweat, superiority and the cum and saliva of possibly every other bitch in the room.

"Please, please let me be your ****! Please let me join your harem! I'll be a good dog! I'll obey. I want to be a whore that you can call on any time and use as a cocksleeve without giving anything in return!" Wait, why did she say that? Sith wanted money. She wanted to be owned by someone who would fatten her wallet. Now she was just offering herself for free... She stuck her tongue out, getting just a taste of the succubus' shaft. "I need to be used like the pathetic pornpig I am!"

The mistress gave the girl a little grin, showing her that so far she is doing a good job as she dragged the underbelly of her cock along her outstretched tongue, giving her a salty taste of the years of depravity that cock has experienced "I like it slow, messy, and deep, I want to feel every inch of your throat worship my cock. Milk me like you claim and I might just keep you" she explained as that precum glistening cockhead was pressed onto her tongue and pressed just slightly into her mouth "Show me what a good little cock addicted whore you are."

Sith kept her tongue hanging firmly out her mouth, so Naomi could use it properly. She felt the firmness of Naomi's arousal, the cock grinding on her tongue and pushing the muscle against her chin. Precum oozed out and dribbled onto Sith's hair and forehead, leaking down along her face. "Unngggh, Yes Mistress!" Sith obeyed with eager devotion, and kissed up along the length. She felt a damp stickiness cling to her lips with each smooch, leaving behind a light red imprint on each one until her mouth found Naomi's crown. It was slick with precum and the whore dutifully slurped and licked it off. She gulped it down eagerly. "Uhhhrrrnnnff," she moaned happily, like a pet nursing.

The smell of Naomi's cock sent Sith into a frenzy, turning her into a ****, jizz-needy rag within seconds of inhaling its smell. The taste, though. When she swallowed Naomi's precum, it was like her perspective on life had changed. Everything she had ever wanted, every dream she ever had... They all started to fade away in her mind's eye, like she was watching a montage of her life just disappear as if it never meant anything to her. Now, strong feelings of devotion and love filled her heart, and she would forever remember the sight of Naomi smirking down at her. She would never consider anything more important than the feeling of Naomi's cock in her mouth.

"Mmmmff, Mmmmhhhn," she moaned gratefully at each slimy, salty mouthful of precum the succubus awarded her. She moved her head back and forth slowly, keeping love-struck eye contact with the woman. The cock moved deeper into her mouth with each descent, until the slut's mouth bulged with the mass of Naomi's dick.

She wanted nothing more than to be Naomi's **** - a rag to be used, and if necessary, thrown away. But she would do her best to be useful to Naomi for as long as possible. "Gggghhhrrk!" She finally gagged when the head of Naomi's massive bitch-taming cock jabbed against the entrance of her throat. "Ggggghhhrrk...Gggghhhrrk..." She continued moving her head back and forth, keeping the same slow and steady pace. Precum filled her throat, and she gulped it down greedily every time. The top of her neck bulged out when she managed to slip the member past her uvula. Then, she kept her head movements shorter, but at the same slow pace. She couldn't breathe. But that didn't matter. She used her throat to massage the tip of Naomi's cock. Tears slowly started to form in her eyes.

While Sith slaved away on Naomi's cock, several of the other women looked on, enjoying the show. Perhaps they enjoyed watching Naomi get her cock worshipped. Perhaps they wished it was them, each one vying to be the next girl to receive her load. Or maybe they were judging whether or not Sith deserved to kneel beside them in service of Naomi's whims.

But Sith was oblivious to them all. In fact, not only had she temporarily forgotten some of the dreams she had, the goals she had spent years cultivating herself to work towards, but some of the feelings she had for people important to her felt inconsequential. For some reason, an image of a younger brother appeared in her mind. And that image of her sibling became more and more distant, submerged in a sea of blackness. Similar images popped up in her thoughts, each one brought on with every gulp of Naomi's pre cum. It was like the slut was sucking herself into oblivion, so she'd be a perfect sucksleeve that only thought of her Mistress' pleasure.

Her cunt ached for touch, but not from a cock. Her own fingers. And yet, she wouldn't touch herself. It was like a heedless command echoed through her mind, telling her she didn't deserve the pleasure. Only her Mistress did. And it was her duty to make sure Naomi experienced the best things she had to offer.

Although it hurt her jaw to fit such a huge dick in her mouth, Sith **** herself to take Naomi's cock deeper. Slowly. Naomi's words ringing in her ears with each inch she took deeper. "I like it slow", she had said. Sith never considered how much of a struggle it would be to slowly get herself used to the imposing size of Naomi's dick. Finally, with more work and dedication, and the feeling of lungs that burned with a need for oxygen, Sith's chin came into contact with Naomi's nuts.

Sith's eyes spilled over with tears as she **** herself to keep them open, staring up at her new owner while she choked herself on that massive dick. Naomi's balls throbbed against her chin, and the succubus only stared down at her new play thing with eager expectation. After keeping the shemale's cock sheathed in her throat for almost a minute, an air-craving Sith moved her head away slightly. She needed to breathe, but the urge wasn't that pressing yet. She pulled away, leaving around three inches of Naomi's cock dripping freely with saliva and throaty, gooey slop. Then, suddenly, and rather fast as well, Sith **** herself back down - burying the cock completely in her throat again.

"Gggghhhhrrruuggghk!" Snot burst from her nostrils at the sudden explosion of dick in her throat.

Naomi's mouth was open as she let out little moans of intense pleasure from the eager cockswallowing this new girl was giving her, the mistress's fat spire throbbing violently inside her throat as it was held down her gullet before she pulled off with a spray of sloppy juices. With all eyes on them some of the other slaves were rubbing themselves to the display as a pool of spit started to form between Sith's thighs as the Demoness's hand pressed against the back of her head and took a tight grip of her hair, pulling it down to make sure the new suckslut would look into the mistress's eyes as she sank back down into her gullet, holding her down against the base as she choked her with her cock "Start rubbing yourself, Cum while you **** on my cock, I want to feel your throat moan and clamp down around me" she commanded.

As if she had been waiting for such a verbal command, Sith's fingers quickly slid inside her shiny, gold panties. Her cunt had never been so wet in her life. Every finger, and even the entirety of her palm was drenched in her juices. The slightest touch from her index and middle fingers on her soaking lips and clit sent a shiver that rocked her entire body. That single touch made her eyes roll momentarily, until Naomi **** her to keep eye contact. Even though Sith obviously needed oxygen, Naomi selfishly **** her back down to the base. Sith's cheeks were a dark red, her complexion becoming more obviously starved for air.

But it felt soooo fucking good. Her fingers playing with her pussy as she slowly asphyxiated on Naomi's massive dick.

"Ggggghhhrrrk! GGgguuurrgggghk!" Her throat clenched around the succubi's dick, each convulsion earning a thick rope of precum from the cock. And each throb of Naomi's cock brought Sith closer to orgasm.

What Naomi put her through gave Sith the most complex feeling of pleasure she'd felt in her life. That smug, expectant visage staring down at her while firmly keeping her throat buried on dick. Fingering herself as she choked and came closer and closer to passing out. Her eyes bulged obscenely, and her face began to take on a light blue tint as her cheeks started swelling. But Sith's fingers worked her cunt to oblivion. Then, suddenly, juices exploded from the busty bitch's pussy - pooling beneath her thighs. Her body jerked, in reaction to the lack of air and **** on cock, as well as the intense, mind-fucking orgasm. She had never felt something so amazing in her life. She moaned desperately, her body unable to fathom the pleasure it was experiencing. Her throat vibrates violently around Naomi's cock.

The mistress's eyes rolled back as she felt that throat clamp around her from the orgasm her little plaything had as she writhed on the floor, the succubus held her down on that cock as it reworded her with a thick jet or precum, bringing her just a few seconds from passing out, wanting to feel every second of that **** orgasm around her before finally letting her pull off and **** down a breath of musky air as that sloppy fuckrod was slapped against her face, rubbing it across her features to work the juices around and make a real mess of her face. "That's my good little piggy, now do you want to facefuck yourself and milk my fat load or are you going to beg me to breed your throat like the horny bitch in heat you are."

Sith gasped and retched, holding her throat and rubbing her neck, trying to soothe the incredible pain and heat coursing through it. She could taste Noami's cock on her mouth still, and feel the pre cum in her throat - clinging to the walls of her oesophagus. Her vision was still blurry, both from the tears spilling down her cheeks, and the dizziness from extended air deprivation. And yet, despite having just had the most powerful orgasm of her life, Naomi still hadn't cum. And that was the most important thing to the suckhole now.

"Please, please breed my -" She coughed and retched again, whimpering in discomfort from the **** to her throat. "P-please, fuck my throat, Mistress. Please use me. Please breed my throat and allow me to drink your cummmm!"

Naomi grinned as she listened to the abused whore beg despite being so battered already, her throat was sore and lungs burning but her only desire was to please the mistress. Naomi grabbed Sith's head with both hands, keeping her head cocked up a bit to look her in the eyes as that throbbing mess of a shecock was plunged back down her throat with a wet PLAP of her saliva coated balls connecting with her chin before she started thrusting, deep moans reverberated from the succubus. Her cock only left Sith's throat by about 2 or three inches as the short quick thrusts created a wet rhythmic beat to combine with Sith's ****, coughing, and gagging as her throat bulged out from the spire sinking into it.

How far gone was Sith, that a simple grin from the woman standing above her sent a chilling, but wonderful shiver down her spine. She would do anything for that smile. She would do anything to earn that stare, to be the focus of Naomi's attention. So much of what made the woman who she was had already been taken from her, not that Sith had any complaints. She was all-too willing to give up even more if it meant pleasing her mistress.

"Gggyyuuuggh!" Sith gagged out loud again, confused by how much she enjoyed the pain and discomfort of having her throat mercilessly battered. Each time Naomi pulled out her cock, part of Sith wished she would just cum. The pain grew unbearable the more the woman fucked her throat. However, with everything in her soul, she didn't want it to end. She wanted to be mercilessly facefucked, she wanted to see that expression staring down at her. Using her as a piece of meat.

The cock throbbed in her throat as her oesophagus tried to cling and hold it in place. The uvula tried so hard to **** the dick out of it, so Sith could breathe. But the more her throat resisted, the more vicious Naomi became in ravaging her new hole.

The mistress's eyes rolled back in ecstasy as those sloppy sounds where like music to her ears as it echoed against the walls of the brothel, she leaned forward, pushing Sith onto her back before mounting her face and abusing her throat with her cock, her thrusts getting faster as her balls started battering against Sith's nose before a torrent of thick demonic seed started to pump out, a deep moan of pleasure rumbled from the mistress as ropes of thick cum spurted out of Sith's mouth as it flooded her stomach to the brim, she could feel every pulse of those heated balls as they sent another jet of seed into her stomach only for it to pour out of her mouth from being pumped full to the cap.

“That’s it… Every drop. I cum a lot… I hope you’re ready for three more loads, at least. Your stomach is gonna be full tonight, my little Sith-pig.”

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