It was just past nine when Stanley woke up, feeling the warmth of the sun on his skin as it streamed in through the window in his new bedroom. Though he had spent the first night in his uncle's home (now his home, he had to constantly remind himself) on the couch, the young man had finally decided to take the master bedroom after some thorough cleaning and rearranging. It was the room his uncle had died in, after all, so Stanley felt the least he could do was replaced the mattress, change the sheets, and make it feel like his uncle's former room and more like his current room.
Lilly had actually been a great help in this regard.
"Master Devin asked me to clean quite frequently, particularly during the last few months of his life," Lilly had explained to Stanley as she easily lifted the former mattress with only one hand, his eyes widening as he realized just how demonically strong she was. "I find it quite cleansing. He was such a messy master. Did you want me to take this outside?"
"Just leave it by the door and I'll take it out later," Stanley had told her, suddenly feeling much less impressive as he worked up a sweat simply rearranging some of the furniture.
"Are you sure? It's no trouble," Lilly checked one last time.
"Thanks, but I got it," Stanley confirmed with a smile. "Don't know what the neighbors thought of my uncle, but I'm pretty sure seeing a naked girl take out a mattress the day after I move in might give off some red flags."
Indeed, true to her word, Lilly had remained naked ever since he freed her from her imprisonment in the attic; not that he minded. It somehow made the daily cleaning and sorting more enjoyable being able to look up and see a beautiful young woman bouncing to and fro like a free spirit, a smile on her face and not a lick of clothing to be seen. Lilly continued to wear the form of the Indian girl Uncle Devin had apparently liked so much, and Stanley simply assumed it had become her favored form. Again, not that he minded; she was stunning.
And so, the two had worked together for the most part to clean out and rearrange much of the house, with Lilly doing most of the heavy lifting and Stanley doing most of the sorting and cleaning. She was remarkably helpful when it came to deciding which of his uncle's possessions to keep and which to sell, as well, since apparently he had overlooked some rather important trinkets when he first looked through them.
"Master Stanley?" Lilly had asked upon finding one such trinket in his 'Sell' pile, an ornate black stone she pulled out of a box with a frown. "Do you know what this is?"
"Can't say I do," Stanley had answered honestly, wiping some sweat from his brow as he came over to take a look. "Just looks like a rock to me."
"It is a transdemonic internment vessel," Lilly had told him, holding the stone very carefully and pointing out some of the barely visible occult symbols carved into its surface. "And, if I am not mistaken, it appears to contain an Carcoryan archdemon from the Fifth Circle of the infernal realm."
Stanley blinked. "And that's…bad?"
"Merely releasing it from this vessel would generate enough energy to destroy this entire neighborhood," Lilly clarified.
"Oh."
"Yes."
"…think I'll hang on to that one then, put it somewhere safe."
"I believe that would be best, Master Stanley."
Working together, the two of them had successfully gone through most of the items in the house within a matter of days, with Lilly pointing out the particularly powerful or enchanted objects and Stanley doing the majority of the actual cleaning. It was likewise clear his uncle hadn't paid much attention to home maintenance, the majority of the house was filthy and covered in dust. So much time was spent vacuuming and emptying, vacuuming and emptying, that Stanley was beginning to dream about cleaning in his sleep.
It didn't help that the structure of the house, while mostly stable, had clearly not been evaluated in years. Electricity worked in some rooms, but not others, the Internet signal went in and out seemingly at random, and the air conditioning was in desperate need of replacement before the weather turned work. Stanley even discovered a burst pipe in the basement when he tried turning on the water down there, and had subsequently spent almost an entire day looking through the house's plumbing just to be sure it was the only one.
"Would you like me to contact a plumber, Master Stanley?" Lilly had asked upon finding her master busily repairing the burst pipe in the basement. She stood a few feet away – naked, as always – with her head tilted curiously as she watched him work.
"Nah, I've done this before," Stanley had told. His boots and pants were already wet, so he figured he might as well go through with the rest of it. "Might take some time, but it'll be cheaper than hiring a plumber, that's for sure."
"Master Devin never did such repairs himself," Lilly observed, not cruelly, merely stating a fact. "He disliked manual labor a great deal."
"Well, I can't say I'm a fan of it myself," Stanley responded with a smile, still busily trying to unscrew the burst section of the pipe so he could replace it. "But I know my way around home repair. And it makes me feel useful."
"You are quite handy," Lilly commented, approaching him from behind and then practically pressing her naked body against his. "And you are already of much use to me, Master Stanley."
And then, of course, at the end of the day, regardless of how much or how little Stanley and Lilly had actually gotten done, there was the sex. It was true that Lilly looked much healthier and was much more lively after Stanley freed her from the attic, but it soon became clear that the succubus needed a relatively steady stream of sexual energy to maintain her bouncy demeanor and demonic strength. The fact she had been locked in a cage for what Stanley learned was almost three weeks likewise meant that she still had quite a bit of catching up to do.
As such, in return for her help sorting and cleaning and rearranging – and for merely keeping him company while he tended to his lonely new home – Stanley willingly kept up his side of the bargain by screwing the girl's brains out as often as was necessary.
"Oh, Master Stanley!" the succubus moaned happily as the young man fucked her right on the kitchen table. Lilly had waited for Stanley to finish his lunch and clean off the table before she entered the room and requested a meal of her own.
While Stanley usually just fucked Lilly in her usual form – the beautiful Indian girl with the wavy black hair – it quickly became apparent that the succubus liked to spice things up every now and then. As such, when she entered the kitchen, she did so in the form of an attractive black woman she had noticed Stanley admiring on the television the night before. Having been sitting next to him at the time, Lilly's acute demonic instincts had sensed his arousal, and so she memorized the form as soon as she could. Stanley had taken one look at the Nubian beauty strolling into his kitchen before smirking knowingly and throwing her onto the kitchen table.
"Fuck…!" he groaned as he thrust into Lilly's newest form, having only pulled his pants and boxers down enough to reveal his hard cock before shoving it right into the succubus. She was lying on her back on the table as Stanley stood at its edge, her legs over his shoulders as he fucked her tight cunt. No matter how many times he 'fed' Lilly, she only seemed to get tighter and tighter with every fuck.
"Oh, oh, oh, yes!" Lilly cried out as she bucked her hips, bouncing her black asscheeks against her master's thrusting hips. Her supple breasts juggled up and down wonderfully, and she threw her head back squeezed her eyes closed as she felt Stanley pound into her with everything he had. "Just like that, master! Just like that!"
By the time Stanley finally came inside Lilly – he always came inside her, it was the only way to satiate her, and there was no reason not to – both he and the succubus were covered in sweat and panting, but likewise remarkably satisfied. He pulled himself out of her pussy and then offered her a hand in order to help her stand back up.
"Better?" he asked as he helped her off the kitchen table.
"Much better," Lilly answered with a smile, her form shifting back into that of the Indian girl. "Thank you, Master Stanley, as always."
All in all, as far as Stanley was concerned, it had been a very productive – and very enjoyable – first few days in his new home.
Stanley thought over all this as he stretched in bed and looked around the room, glad he and Lilly had redecorated it to make it feel more like his. Sunlight streamed in through the window next to the bed, illuminating not only the room around the young man, but likewise revealed the beauty lying next to him in bed. The succubus had taken to sleeping with him of late, not only because she had no bed of her own (what the hell, Uncle Devin?) but because she seemed to genuinely enjoy his presence.
And it wasn't like Stanley was going to say no to sharing his bed with a naked girl.
"Good morning, master," Lilly greeted him with a smile, the blankets of the bed covering everything below her waist, but still leaving everything above it fully exposed.
"Morning, Lilly," Stanley said with a big of a groggy smile. "Been awake long?"
The Indian girl shook her head. "No. I enjoy watching you sleep, and am honored to share your bed. It leaves you vulnerable, and demonstrates you trust me a great deal, more than most of my former masters. I find it very attractive."
"W-Well, I do what I can," Stanley answered with a blush. It was then that he first felt his particular morning problem, and looked down quickly to see the tent in the blankets down between his legs. "Looks like I find you very attractive, too."
Lilly looked down upon hearing this, and then gasped upon noticing Stanley's erection practically popping out of the blankets. "Oh, master! For me?"
"For you," Stanley assured her, finally pulling down the blankets and revealing his own naked form, including his swollen cock standing at attention and ready for business. "Hungry?"
"Famished," Lilly told him with a smile. "May I…?"
"Of course."
With that, the Indian girl threw off the last of the blankets, fully revealing her naked body in its entirety and once again allowing Stanley to admire her unearthly allure. Whether it was because it had been his uncle's favored form, or because Lilly simply felt most comfortable with it, Stanley did not know, but he did greatly appreciate it. Her tan skin, her wavy black hair, her shapely ass, her small but perky breasts…everything about her was practically perfect, and sometimes he had to hold himself back from simply throwing himself at her.
Not that she would have minded.
Stanley watched with a smile on his face as Lilly crawled on top of him and then straddled his waist, one leg on either side of him, having already done this multiple times. Taking hold of his throbbing cock, she lifted herself up, placed the head of his dick at her slick entrance, and then lowered herself on top of him until he was buried to the hilt inside of the succubus and her thighs were flush with his own.
"God, that's good," Stanley hissed as he felt Lilly take each and every inch of his rather sizable cock, practically gasping as he felt her vaginal walls squeezing him tighter than ever before.
If anything, Lilly seemed to enjoy it just as much as Stanley, if not more, at least based on the blissful smile that crossed her face as she sank onto him. One he was balls-deep inside her, she wriggled her lithe hips a little, adjusting to his size and placement inside her and preparing to properly feed. Stanley reached down and placed his hands on the girl's hips as he prepared to lift her up and then bring her slamming back down on top of him.
"Oh, please, master, allow me," Lilly interrupted, taking his hands and then moving them up to her breasts so he could grope and squeeze both of them as she rode him. "You've been so good to me. Please just relax and let your servant please you."
"You're the boss," Stanley replied, knowing it would make Lilly smile. Indeed, it did, and she kept that smile on her face as she finally began to lift herself up and down on his fat cock, riding him as she had always intended to do. She moved up and down, up and down, moaning gently as she felt her master's dick stroke her insides, every inch of it sending a shiver of pleasure running down her spine.
Stanley merely did as he was asked and laid back, hands on the succubus's perky breasts as they began to bounce up and down in his grip with her own movements. He watched in wonder as the beautiful Indian girl rode him like she was born to do it, her hips bucking as she took all of his cock and her black hair falling all apart her like waves. He squeezed and groped her breasts as they bounced with her movements, and she soon placed her own hands over his own, as if insuring he kept them there.
"My breasts are yours, master," Lilly said softly as she looked down at the young man she was currently riding with great fervor, her hands tightening around his own on her tits. "As is the rest of me. I belong to you, master. All that I am is yours to direct, to command…to breed."
If there was anything that Stanley might have potentially liked more than fucking Lilly, it was how she spoke while being fucked. He had never particularly had a master/servant kink before – or, at least, he hadn't thought he had – but he almost certainly did now. Hearing Lilly give herself, all of herself, to him, every time he entered her, was intoxicating. Every time she begged him for more, pleaded for him to go harder, even simply called him her master…it was like it unlocked something in Stanley, something primal and hungry and craving for more.
But still the succubus rode him, her hair falling all about her and her ass slapping own on his balls as she lifted herself up and down on his cock, literally fucking herself with his shaft. He groaned and tightened his grip on Lilly's perfect breasts as she rode him faster and harder, taking him further and further into herself, her body practically milking his cock.
"Oh, Lilly…" Stanley groaned as he closed his eyes and rested his head back on his pillow, following his succubus's orders and simply allowing himself to enjoy the ride. Her hips felt great rocking against him, and her pussy felt like it was engineered specifically for his cock. The sounds of sex echoed throughout the room as Lilly practically bounced on his dick, pleasuring him as only she could. "Fuck, just like that…"
"As you wish, master," Lilly said with a smile, wriggling her hips as she continued to ride him quickly but passionately, taking every inch of his cock deep within herself. She began to move a little rougher, just a little, just enough to send waves of tingling pleasure crashing over both of them as she rode her master like a good servant. "Oh, master! Oh, master…!"
Uncle Devin dying might have been the best thing to ever happen to me, Stanley thought to himself as he looked up at the beautiful girl riding him, her tits in his hands and her cunt squeezing tighter and tighter still around his throbbing cock.
It wasn't long before Stanley felt his pleasure building to bursting point, and his fingers tightened on Lilly's breasts so hard he was practically digging her nails into her soft flesh. The succubus merely gasped upon feeling her master's hands tighten around her tits, however, and it served only to likewise push her ever closer to the finish line, convincing her to ride Stanley harder and harder still, intending to milk him dry.
With a loud groan, Stanley finally burst, inadvertently thrusting upwards as he came inside of Lilly, shooting his hot juices up and into her. His hands tightened almost painfully hard on her previously bouncing tits, and he threw his head back further still as he pumped upwards in jerky motions, emptying himself inside of her and ensuring she took each and every drop.
"Soooo good," Lilly said as she took her master's seed, smiling blissfully and practically mewling with delight as Stanley filled her to brim. Though she had only served him for a few days now, Lilly was already beginning to learn that she would never go hungry again so long as Stanley was her master.
They laid together for a few minute afterward, Lilly lying on top of Stanley with his softening cock still pushed inside of her cunt, as though she didn't want to miss a single drop. Stanley held her close, running his fingers up and down her bare back and her naked ass as she shivered in pleasure or wriggled her hips at his touch.
"I like serving you, Master Stanley," Lilly said as she nuzzled affectionately into the young man's shoulder, still gently riding the soft cock pushing into her. "You are a very good master."
"And you're amazing," Stanley said, leaning down and placing a gentle kiss on the succubus's forehead that made her giggle in response. "You ready to get to work?"
Lilly nodded, still smiling, and got out of bed with him. He watched with a smile as she practically bounced out of the bedroom and towards the stairs, already on her way to help with the sorting and reorganizing. They only had a little bit left to do, thankfully, and then the two of them could move on to bigger and better things.
Whatever that meant.
Stanley eventually made his own way down the stairs about twenty minute later. He had taken a shower and put on clothes – being a little more concerned about dong manual labor in the buff, unlike his demonic servant – and was ready to wrap up their work on the house. Just had to finish reorganizing his uncle's study, move the boxes full of things he was keeping into the basement, and then move the boxes full of things he was selling into the garage. Of the three, he was most concerned about the study…and rightly so.
Thanks to an enchantment Stanley's uncle Devin had placed upon the study, the room itself was larger on the inside than it was on the outside; effectively, though the floor plan read it to be about two hundred square feet, it had to enough space to occupy over five times that much. As such, it had been remarkably difficult for Stanley and Lilly to sort through and clean everything considering the room was almost as large as the rest of the first floor. Sometimes, it seemed to go on forever, but thankfully Lilly assured him that was not the case.
What made the study even more difficult was the fact that it was where his uncle Devin had (perhaps wisely) kept the majority of his magical and enchanted items. Since Stanley had little use for such things, and even less understanding of them, he relied almost entirely on Lilly to guide him with cleaning and sorting. You didn't want to accidentally unleash a literal hurricane by knocking over a cursed vase while vacuuming, after all.
When Stanley entered the study, he found Lilly sitting near one of the massive bookcases lining the walls of the room, a book open in her naked lap. The fact she was reading wasn't unusual; she was an avid reader, Stanley had learned, as well as a connoisseur of television. She loved fiction most of all, stories about events that had never happened, as apparently such things did not exist in the infernal realm in which she was born.
"My kind tell stories only of the past, or discuss the machinations of the universe," she told him just the other day as she hung upside down from the living room couch, reading one of her many books. "Stories exist there only to inform, never to entertain. There is no…imagination. It is one of the reasons I enjoy this realm so much."
Whatever book she was reading now must have been very good, Stanley thought, if her look of concentration was anything to go by.
"Finishing up your chapter before you get started?" he asked curiously as he approached.
Lilly looked up at that, her eyes wide, as though she hadn't even realized Stanley was there. Blushing deeply, she scrambled to her feet, hurriedly grabbing at the book and trying to put it back on the bookcase where she must have found it.
"Oh, master, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there!" she spoke quickly, looking remarkably embarrassed and even a little afraid. "Please, forgive me, master. I'll get to work at once. It won't happen again."
"Whoa, hey, it's okay!" Stanley said, frowning at how anxious the succubus seemed. "What are you apologizing for?"
"I…I disobeyed you," Lilly told her, biting her lip a little and bouncing on the soles of her feet. "You commanded me to get to work, but I saw something and was…distracted. Are you not going to punish me?"
"What? No!" Stanley exclaimed. He felt angry suddenly, not at Lilly, but at the fact she seemed to think she was worthy of punishment for simply reading a book or waiting for him to arrive. "I'm not going to punish you. There's nothing to punish you for. I didn't command you, I just asked for help."
"I…did not disobey?" Lilly asked, frowning a little herself, as though she was having trouble understanding the concept.
The succubus suddenly seemed very small right then and there, and for once Stanley was more concerned for her wellbeing than he was about the fact she was stunningly beautiful and entirely naked. He had only known Lilly for a few days, but it was clear he cared about her, and he had never seen her like this; anxious, worried…even scared.
What were her previous masters like?, he wondered, not for the first time.
"What book were you reading?" he asked after a few moments of silence, trying to perhaps lighten the mood or at least help Lilly feel more comfortable.
"One Thousand and One Nights," Lilly answered as she lifted the book and handed it to Stanley, who accepted it graciously. It was an old copy, bound with silver-lined pages, and probably worth quite a lot of money. "It was one of my favorites. But I have not seen it in some time. Master Devin took it from me many years ago. I thought perhaps he had destroyed it."
"He took it from you?" Stanley asked, confused. He flipped through the pages of the book as though searching for something. "What, does it have bad words or something?"
"Don't be silly, master," Lilly said, giggling a little, music to Stanley's ears. She looked away when she spoke again, however, as though ashamed of what she was about to admit. "Master Devin took it because I failed him. He sent me to retrieve several objects from a neighboring realm, but I was unable to obtain them all. When I returned, he took the book as punishment."
Not for the first time, Stanley found himself more than a little appalled at the behavior of his late uncle. While it was true he didn't know the man well, he had always held him in good esteem – not high esteem, exactly, the guy had claimed to be a sorcerer, after all, but good esteem. He was his uncle and he told funny stories and Stanley had always assumed he was a good man.
Now…he wasn't so sure.
"Well, I'm your master now, and I say the book belongs to you," Stanley said, handing the tome over to the succubus as she looked back up at him with wide eyes.
"R-Really?" Lilly asked, accepting the book and immediately hugging it to her chest. "It is mine, now? I do not need to ask permission to read it?"
"No," Stanley told her, "and you don't have to ask permission to read any other book in this house, either. The way I see it, this place is as much yours as it is mine."
The way Lilly looked at him after that was almost endearing, like a child who had just heard her parents say she was allowed to go a party. Her eyes were wide, her fingers shook a little as she hold the book in her hands, and she seemed at a loss for words. After staring at him for a moment, the succubus finally looked away, and Stanley feared he saw tears in her eyes.
"Hey, you okay?" he asked, placing a hand on her bare shoulder in what he hoped was a reassuring manner.
"I am fine," Lilly assured him as she turned back around to face him, smiling softly and using one hand to wipe the tears from her eyes. "You simply surprise me, Master Stanley. You are…very different from my former masters, including Master Devin."
"I mean…I hope so," Stanley said, frowning as he said it. "It sounds like my uncle treated you like a pet. Or…a slave. Like he controlled you."
Lilly merely shrugged. "He was my master, and I was his servant. How else would I be treated?"
"Well, I like to think we have more of a give and take thing going on here," Stanley admitted after a moment's thought. He felt awkward suddenly, with the girl calling him master, as it implied he was her better…almost like he owned her. "You know, I do something for you, you do something for me. Like partners. I mean, I know I'm technically your master, but that's really just to keep you bound to this realm, isn't it?"
"Infernal beings such as myself need to be bound to a mortal's service to exist on this plane, yes," Lilly clarified. "If you were to free me, I would return to my own realm and reside there until summoned and bound to another. It is the simply the price my kind must pay. To exist here, we must serve."
"Right, but it doesn't mean you can't be treated like my equal," Stanley told her, hoping that was true. He was no sorcerer; he might be breaking magical etiquette without even knowing it. "Look, can't I just be your master in name? You're more than just a servant to me, Lilly. I care about you, and want you to be comfortable. And, uh, frankly it would make me a lot more comfortable, too, knowing you're here by choice."
Lilly was silent for a moment after he finished speaking, tilting her head as though trying to interpret what he was asking her. She looked down at the book she held, then, still lost in thought, before finally looking back up at him and smiling. Then, biting her lip and clearly building up courage, she leaned up and placed a gentle kiss upon Stanley's lips.
"You are a remarkably strange human, Master Stanley," she said softly once she pulled back, blushing deeply as the young man stared at her in surprise. "I accept this new pact on the condition that I may continue to call you my master, as I remain bound to you and will be forever indebted to your kindness and generosity."
"I guess I can work with that," Stanley said with a smile, still feeling where her lips pressed against his. A question for another time, perhaps. "So, what do you say we finish up the study?"
He was just about to turn around and get back to work when Lilly suddenly reached out and took him by the hand. Surprised, he turned back around to find her looking back at him almost mischievously, as though she had something planned.
"But, master," she said, smiling innocently and swaying her hips a little like a kid in a candy store, "we just made a new pact! Surely you wish to consummate it, do you not?"
Stanley smiled; he couldn't help it.
"Didn't I just feed you?" he asked, smirking.
"Maaaaybe," Lilly responded playfully, bouncing a little in place by rolling on the balls of her bare feet. "But I always have room for more…"
I am the luckiest son of a bitch on the planet, Stanley thought to himself as he realized the study was going to have to wait. Who could ever say no to a proposition like that?
"You think you can maintain your natural form long enough?" he asked, giving in.
"Oh! Y-Yes, I suppose," Lilly answered, blinking a little in surprise and then blushing again. "You really wish for me to take my natural form once again? It does not make you uncomfortable?"
"Not in the least," Stanley told her as he bent over and gave her another kiss on the forehead. "It's you, the real you. And I like the real you."
Lilly did not respond, simply smiled shyly and took a step back as she let her illusion fall for the second time since her master freed her. The Indian girl disappeared, and was replaced by a slightly taller woman of more supernatural proportions. She was as stunning as the first time Stanley had laid eyes upon her, with twilight skin, blood-red eyes, and pouty black lips. Her black hair was somewhat shorter, only down to her shoulders now, but everything else about her remained unchanged, from the forked tail and the curved black horns jutting out of her forehead to her shapely ass and full, plump breasts.
"Beautiful," he said as he looked upon her, causing the succubus to blush yet again.
"You r-really think so?" Lilly asked, clearly still shy while in her true, demonic form. "You are the only master I have ever had to say so. You do not find me…offensive?"
"The exact fucking opposite," Stanley told her as he practically tore his own clothes off, causing the succubus to smile bashfully once again. "The only offensive thing I see is the fact I'm not already inside of you."
Lilly blushed. She really liked serving Master Stanley.
A moment later, Lilly was lying on the ground and her master was buried to the hilt inside of her, unable to help himself any longer.
"Oh, master…!" Lilly moaned as she felt Stanley push his fat cock into her tight, demonic pussy. Just as Stanley had been the first human to ever penetrate her anus while in her true form, so too was he the first one to claim her in this way as well. And, just as it had been with her ass, the sensation felt so much stronger that the succubus barely knew how to contain herself. "Oh, it's…it's so good, master! Fuck me, master! Fuck me as only you can!"
Stanley didn't waste a second, but immediately began thrusting in and out of the purple succubus lying beneath him with full, deep strokes, pulling almost the entirety of his cock out of her before driving himself until he was buried balls-deep, causing Lilly to moan and whimper each and every time. She somehow felt even tighter in her demonic form than she did while wearing one of her many guises, if that was even possible, and it almost hurt as he felt her warm and welcoming pussy tighten around his thrusting cock.
"Huh! Huh! Huh! Yes!" Lilly moaned and cried as she felt her master slam his hips into her thighs, throwing himself at her with everything he had. She looked upon him with wide, joyful eyes, taking in every straining muscle as he used it to pound into her harder and harder. He was her master, the best one she had ever had, and she wanted to make sure he knew exactly how much she appreciated how well he treated her. "Oh, master! Master Stanley! Yes!"
Once she was finally able to think clearly, Lilly began bucking her demonic hips, trying to match her master thrust for thrust as he hammered himself in and out of her. Her cunt clenched tightly around his cock, as though trying to milk him dry, and she savored even the sensation of his balls slapping against her ass as he claimed her. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, causing her blue nipples to stand at attention, only further enticing Stanley to annihilate her.
And Stanley just kept going, groaning as he felt Lilly's cunt squeezing his thrusting cock and falling in love with the sight of her blood red eyes looking up at him as though he was some of kind of god. Everything about her was perfect, from her black hair to her curved horns to her bouncing breasts; he wanted to touch all of it, touch all of her, give her everything he was and take everything she had to offer. But all he could do was pound into her faster and harder, pushing deeper every single time, as though determined to penetrate deeper than any one of her masters ever had before.
Lilly's eyes closed and she felt her head lean back as she took every throbbing inch of her master's cock again and again and again, wanting nothing more than to feel it buried inside of her for the rest of her unnaturally long lifespan. She almost wished Stanley had taken her from behind again so he could grab her horns and use them to fuck her harder; no one had ever done such a thing before, and she was eager to feel it again as soon as possible. Not that she was unhappy with her current state; as far as Lilly was concerned, there was nothing better than being pushed to the ground and getting absolutely destroyed by her master, particularly one as kind and thoughtful and virile as Master Stanley.
"Oh, master, master, master…!" the succubus found herself repeating over and over again as every nerve ending in her body went into sensory overload. She felt her legs wrapping tightly around Stanley's thrusting hips as he pushed and pulled out of her, as though demanding he fuck her both deeper and harder. Her hands likewise found their way onto her master's back, and Stanley hissed as he felt her black nails dig into his skin. "Oh, master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…!"
"Fuck that's good," Stanley said instead, smiling down at the demon beneath him and looking upon her with such unadulterated desire that Lilly herself felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine. "Guess it means I'm doing something right…!"
"Oh, you are! You are!" Lilly reassured him, her blood red eyes wide as she bucked her hips and tried to meet him thrust for thrust. He was pounding her harder than ever now, causing her breasts to bounce back and forth wildly and her entire body to squirm and writhe in pleasure beneath him. "It's so good, master! So good! Fuck me! Fuck your little succubus! Fuck me and fill me with your seed!"
"My succubus, huh?" Stanley asked rhetorically, smirking as he drove himself deeper and deeper into the demon's impossibly tight pussy. He ran one of his hands through her black hair before settling on the back of her head, as though propping her up and forcing him to look her in the eye. "Are you my succubus, Lilly? Huh?"
"Yes, master! I'm yours! I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours!" Lilly cried as she tightened her legs around his thrusting waist and dug her nails deeper still into the skin of his back. She was in so much pleasure there were tears in her eyes and she had to fight not to drool all over her bouncing breasts. "You're my master! I belong to you! Now and forever! Take me, take me, take meeee!"
Stanley's thrusts started coming even harder and faster after that as he made his way towards the finish line, closing his eyes and savoring the feel of Lilly's body all but wrapped around his as he stretched her demon pussy as wide as he possibly could. The succubus was whimpering and moaning and shouting in delight beneath him, far past the point of coherent words at this point and little more than a sloppy mess begging for his seed. With a few more thrusts and a loud groan, he obliged her by providing it.
"Ohhhhh, master…!" Lilly cooed happily, closing her eyes and smiling from ear to ear as she felt Stanley explode inside of her, rope after rope of his hot seed coating the inner walls of her cunt. He always seemed to ejaculate so much into her, and she loved it, she loved each and every drop, craved it every second of every minute of every day.
Stanley pumped his hips into the succubus a few more times as his orgasm came to a peak, managing to fire off another couple of jets inside Lilly before finally running out of steam. He laid down on top of her after that, merely resting, still buried inside of her. She felt wonderful, not just her insides, but her soft skin on his, her legs wrapped around his waist, her supple breasts pressed against his sweaty chest.
"Thank you, master," Lilly said softly as they lay there together, still maintaining her demonic form even as Stanley thrust into her lightly a couple of times, just for the hell of it.
"Hey, thank you," Stanley replied, lifting himself up a little so he could look at the beautiful succubus lying beneath him. "I think I'm just about the luckiest guy in the world."
"Then I am most assuredly the luckiest succubus in all of the infernal realm," Lilly answered, wriggling her hips a little and grinding into her master's softening cock.
They laid together for a while longer before Stanley finally pulled himself out of the nubile succubus, allowing her to revert back to the form of the Indian girl. She stretched then, like a content cat, practically purring as she began digesting her master's seed inside of her.
"Let me just get dressed and then we can get to work," Stanley told her as he began pulling together the clothes he had ripped off in the heat of the moment. Lilly nodded and stood up beside him, still stretching, as though readjusting to wearing the form of another.
Stanley had just finished pulling his shirt back on when Lilly bounced over to him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek, surprising him a little and even causing him to blush despite everything.
"What was that for?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
Lilly shrugged, blushing a little herself. "For being such a good master. For keeping me well-fed. And…because I wanted to."
"Fair enough," Stanley said with a little shrug of his own before he gave the girl a little smack on her butt, causing her to giggle and push him away. "Alright, enough goofing off, back to work."
"As you wish, master. As you wish."