Simon led the succubus from the basement up into the house, the musky smell of her filling his nostrils the entire time. It had only been half an hour since he had summoned her from whatever black pit she called home, and the cold floor of the room beneath the house was no place to properly enjoy the demon's special talents.
As they passed through the kitchen and living room on their way to the master bedroom, Simon glanced back at the succubus, taking in her beauty once more. Long crimson hair spilled over her shoulders, nearly covering her ripe, white breasts and her emerald eyes gleamed in the dim lighting Simon preferred in the house. Once more, the sorcerer felt passion stirring in his groin.
"A name." She blurted as they climbed the stairs towards the bedroom.
"What?" Simon asked. The words catching him off guard, he turned on the carpeted stairs to look down at her.
She folded her arms underneath her large breasts and sighed deeply. "You promised me a name. None of my previous masters have ever given me a name. I want my name."
Simon rolled his eyes towards the sky. "I can give you a name later." He reached out, and tried to grab her hand to lead her upstairs, but she pulled away, her bottom lip stuck out in a mild pout.
"No," she said. "I want my name now." She cast her eyes slightly downward at his slightly erect penis. "If you give me a name, I will pleasure you in ways you have never dreamed of." To emphasize her point, she reached out and gave his cock a quick, gentle squeeze.
Simon grinned a wolfish grin. "You're going to do that already." He said.
The demon matched his grin with one of her own as she knelt on the wide, carpeted stair, her face so close to him he could feel her hot breath on his prick. "I will do as you ask, yes, that is the binding you have placed upon me, but if you were to be a kind master and gave me a name I could show you things that have made whores cover their heads in shame at the mere thought."
She grasped his penis in her long slender fingers, slowly stroking him as she looked promisingly into Simon's eyes. The magus caught his breath at the sensation and let out a soft moan as the demon flicked out her tongue, just barely touching the tiny slit at the head of his penis. Simon's mind whirled as he tried to decide what to call her. There were a thousand names spinning through his head, but the feeling of what was being done to his cock made it hard to concentrate. In a rush it came to him.
"Sophia. Your name is Sophia." The Greek word for wisdom was perfect. Wasn't this little experiment nothing more than a learning experience anyway?
His stiff member fell out of her mouth with a pop, and Sophia clapped her hands together like a little girl. "Thank you, Master, thank you." Simon's penis twitched, and Sophia's attention tracked back to it. She licked her lips as she eyed his cock. "Sophia will make you happy as you have made her," she said in a throaty voice.
Her hands snaked around behind him, grabbing his ass cheeks and pulling his cock to her waiting lips. The moist heat of her mouth enveloped Simon as Sophia took every inch of into her mouth. He could feel the head of his cock in her throat, but she seemed to be breathing evenly as she swallowed. The muscles of her throat constricted around Simon's cock and he bit his lip to keep from crying out as his pet pleasured him.
