In Which an Elven Servant...

In Which an Elven Servant Suffers a Succubus to Live in Her Home

Chapter 14

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"Master... can we talk about Lucy?" I finally find the strength to ask.

"Of course, Lorelei," he touches my cheek, "What's on your mind?"

"It's just, it's been three days, and, well, when are you going to let her down?"

"I hadn't really thought that far ahead, to be honest," he shrugs, "If bringing her food and water is interfering with your other duties, I can take over that for awhile."

"No, it's not that, master, it's just..." I trail off, not sure how to put this.

He gives an amused sigh, "Come sit with me, Lorelei," he sits and pats the spot on the couch beside him.

I join him and he wraps an arm around my shoulder, pulling me close enough that I can feel his body heat.

"You're feeling bad for her? Is that it?" he asks, quite calmly.

I nod, "Isn't it a bit excessive? I mean leaving her on that vibrator for so long?"

"On a being from our world, yes. I know it's easy to forget how different she is from you or I. She walks and talks like a normal girl, but she is, at her core, a malicious, immortal spirit," he explains, "Not only can she take this sort of abuse, it's going to be necessary to be this firm with her."

"It's not like I can just slap one of these on her," he taps against my chastity belt, right over my pussy, and I shudder a little in response, "and expect her to behave like an elf."

"It just seems cruel, that's all."

"Maybe, but again, that's what she understands, considering where she's from. What she did was quite serious. Let's not forget that she tried to rape you. With my body," he sighs, "I can't exactly let her get away with something like possession with just a slap on the wrist, even if I wanted to. If I'm going to keep her here, she'll need to understand that."

When he puts it that way, admittedly, I do feel less sorry for her.

"Master..." I bite my lip, "Are you going to have sex with her?"

"That's unusually bold for you," he laughs, "Yes, at some point."

"I think that's why she tried it," I tell him, "That's why she wanted to help me. She thinks if you're not a... you know, then it'll take the novelty of tormenting her away."

"Once again, Lucy underestimates the strength of the human spirit," he chuckles and kisses my cheek, "You're very sweet to worry about her, Lorelei, that's one of the things I love about you. So I'll tell you what, I'll let you help her out a little. Let's go downstairs."

She's right where we left her, of course. Writhing on that vibrator, trying in vain to push her hips against it, anything to get more stimulation. As if to greet us, the device clicks off, followed by an irritated sigh. A far cry from the frustrated screams from the beginning. She must be getting used to it. Or maybe she's just exhausted.

Out of habit, I take a towel off the table and start wiping away the sheen of sweat that has covered her. She jumps a little at the touch, and I can feel how taught her muscles are through the towel. I'm sure 'tense' doesn't really cover the feeling.

Master lets me finish before he removes the gag, "Lucy, how are you feeling today?"

She doesn't respond.

"I'm sorry, you must not have-"

"Fuck. Y-" she growls, before master claps his thumb and fingers together, and her mouth promptly shuts. He really is getting quite good with magic.

"Language!" he shakes his head in mock disappointment, "Honestly, where were you raised?"

She opens her mouth to speak again but is interrupted as the vibrator clicks back on and she groans, her whole body tensing.

"I'll let it slide because I know you're a little tense," he understates, "If you can be a good girl for me, we'll try something a little different. How would you like Lorelei to finish you off?"

A little embarrassed to admit that being volunteered like that turns me on.

She looks up at him, uncertain whether this is another tease. Me too. He takes a hold of the vibrator and presses it upwards, against her clit.

She shudders and tenses, but starts to nod rapidly, "Y-yes. Please."

He smiles and clicks the vibrator off, and pulls away the apparatus it's attached to.

"Lorelei, if you would?" he gestures to the floor in front of her.

I step over, but then grab the towel and throw it on the ground before I kneel, to cover Lucy's ample... drippings. This elicits a little chuckle from master.

The scent really hits me. I mean, the whole room smells like Lucy's pussy, but right here, wow. She always has a weird effect on me, being a demon and all, and it makes my clit throb under my belt.

"Go ahead now, please lick her to orgasm for me, Lorelei," he commands. This is all very direct, and I can't help but wait for the other shoe to drop.

Nevertheless, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't eager. I dive right in and press my lips to her drenched pussy. She's already quivering, and she gasps sharply and presses back against me.

I slide my tongue inside of her and begin thrusting in and out. She responds in kind, but I can already tell that this isn't what she wants. She's already so close. I'm in no hurry, though.

Master places a hand on my head and gently runs his fingers through my hair. I find myself sighing into her crotch with contentment. While, of course, pleasing master personally is my favorite of things, him having me eat out a woman for him while he strokes my hair lovingly is pretty high up there, as well.

My eyes drift up to see him kissing her quite passionately. I can even see their tongues entwine a little as their lips move. I still want him to fuck a proper human woman first. Or failing that, an elf. But I admit, kneeling her with Lucy riding my face, watching her with master, a big part of me wants to see him grab the demon, bend her over, and pump her full of his cum.

My arousal gets the best of me, and I wrap my lips around her clit, sucking the little nub and swirling it with my tongue. She leans her head back from master in another sharp gasp, and starts moaning like I haven't seen from her before.

Master grins down with a playful smile that fills me full of joy and pride as I force Lucy to the edge.

"Tell me when you're rea-" he begins, but is cut off.

"Now! I need it now!" she screams, rubbing so hard against me that it's hard to keep her clit between my lips.

"Okay, Lucy, go ahead and cum for me," he says, soothingly.

As soon as the words leave his lips, she erupts, and her pussy starts to spasm and contract uncontrollably. But as soon as the peak happens, I feel that hand on my head tighten into a fist, and he firmly but gently pulls my head back by the hair. She shrieks and howls as my lips are taken from her, her clit left throbbing and her pussy left clenching on nothing. She thrashes so much that I thought for a moment the bonds were going to break.

But they hold against her struggling, her face full of anguish, of intensity but not release, she even tears up a little bit. It must be a rough one. The only thing worse than a ruined orgasm is a surprise ruined orgasm. I admit that I do feel for her right then, but I also can't help but find it deeply arousing, and wonder exactly what it's like for her at that moment. I wouldn't want it to happen to me, obviously, but I still wonder what it would be like for master to ruin one of mine like this.

Finally, her aborted pleasure subside, and she slouches against her restraints, looking defeated.

"You bast-" she starts, but is quickly shushed by master's magic again.

"Did you forget, Lucy? I promised that I would ruin your next three orgasms," he reminds her, "That's one."

She stays silent, just hanging there. Master reaches down and takes me by the hand, pulling me up, "Thank you, Lorelei, you did wonderfully."

He leans in and kisses me on the lips, then pulls back, licking his own and smiling as he tastes her on my kiss. I shiver a little at the thought of it.

"I think she's earned a break," master grabs the apparatus with the vibrator, sliding it back into place, "So I'm going to put this on the lowest setting."