"Another one?" Chryssa whined, after Tralik gave her the news. He pulled up his pants, wiping the last drops of cum on her lips as she knelt in front of him. The Trainer had praised her that she'd become a fantastic little cock-sucker, and then told her that she had a client that afternoon.
Chryssa wasn't exactly thrilled. She'd woken up still sore from her two clients yesterday, especially the jelly-thing (which still, no one had given her a name for), and she was a bit tired. She hadn't even tried to seduce Tralik into fucking her instead of making her practice deep-throating. House Exotica usually gave its females time in between clients to recover, that's what she'd been told. Quality over quantity, which was why it had the best reputation in the galaxy, and also charged the most exorbitant prices.
What she didn't realize was how in demand she'd become, causing Matron to flex her own rules. The clients that were willing to pay extra money, so that they didn't have to wait, in order to enjoy this novelty were the ones making it through to Chryssa now.
"Besides," Tralik said, tweaking her nipple, "you can't tell me you don't enjoy it. If you had today off, by tomorrow you'd be cranky for a client again." Well that was true enough. Tralik gave her a smack on the ass, turning her towards the door. "Go to the spa. Matron wants you massaged and oiled, then you can have lunch before your client."
"What's his name? Where's he from?"
"Brik and he's from Hades."
Chryssa wrinkled her nose. "Seriously, there's a planet called Hades?"
"Sweetheart, there's a planet out there called just about anything. Now get moving, you're eating into your pampering time."
And Chryssa did like to be pampered. She rolled her eyes at Tralik, who had become much more lenient with her after she'd become a more enthusiastic student, and left the room.
******
Hadesians looked like demons. That was what Merxia told her over lunch. Big, red, flying demons. Chryssa decided that Merxia was pulling her leg. It sounded like something out of the illustrated books that the Elders had back on Terra, that they used to scare little kids with.
She was feeling much better after her time at the spa. They'd rubbed oil all over her body and massaged every sore muscle - inside and out. It had been a VERY enjoyable visit for Chryssa, even if the orgasm hadn't been a huge one, it had gotten her nice and revved up for her client.
When Chryssa walked into the room that had been assigned to her, Brik was already in there, waiting. She gasped when she saw him. Merxia hadn't been lying at all! Brik looked EXACTLY like the Devil! His ruddy red skin made his black eyes look all the more ominous. He was very muscled, with the upper body of a man and some very hair legs that tapered down into large cloven hooves. The wings on his back were the same red of his skin, but also streaked with shadows. They were folded up against his body when she first walked in, and then they'd lifted when she'd gasped before he pulled them back in again. His face was too hard to be called handsome, and yet there was something infernally attractive about him. The thick cock hanging between his legs started to fill and straighten as she stared at him, and she nearly gasped again when his tail lashed around his leg and into her sight.
"You - you're..." she stammered in shock.
"Not the Devil," Brik said, in a deep, smooth voice. Impossibly, it felt like his voice was actually sliding through her body and rubbing up against her insides, as if it was a tangible thing. "Don't worry, it's a common Terran reaction. My kind used to visit your planet quite often, a millenia ago."
That stroking voice was doing all sorts of seductive and melting things to her insides. If Brik was telling the truth, it made sense that her people would remember something as potent and dangerous as his species. Everything about him seemed made for sex, just listening to him talk nearly put her into a sensual trance.
He started to walk towards her, his cock jutting out in front of him like a massive ram, ready to batter down the entrance to her pussy. As dangerous as he looked, Chryssa could already feel her body responding. Her pussy was creaming, her hormones doing a little happy dance to that erotically charged voice, and she had no urge to back away from his advancing form.
"It's been a long time since I've come to House Exotica, but I've heard that you're something quite special." He stopped about a foot away from her, looking her over as if to verify that statement.
Chryssa raised her eyebrows, licking her lips, which felt swollen and needy. She stepped towards him, drawn to him.
"What's so special about me?" she asked. Her nipples rubbed against the inside of her dress. Between her legs, her pussy felt swollen and needy as the wet lips pressed together when she took a step. "I'm just doing my job."
Brik lifted one hand, his black eyes gleaming, as he brushed her hair away from her face. "Yes, but I've been told you do it with quite a bit of fervor. Already you're fulfilling your promise. You weren't afraid when you saw me, just surprised. You've been staring at my cock and already wondering what it will feel like inside of you. And, even though my voice is a draw, normally I have to concentrate to make it effect a woman to the level that you are. My voice draws out innermost desires, and all of yours are, apparently, to fuck."
"I like fucking," Chryssa said, smiling up at him as she placed one hand on his chest and wrapped the other around his cock. This time when she gasped, it was because his skin was far hotter than she'd expected. His cock pulsed in her hand, and she could feel the rabid beat of his heart under her other. Brik groaned, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her in close. His wings unfurled around them, cocooning them. It was like being suddenly enclosed in a hot, sensual cave. The promise of ecstasy hovered in the air.
Lips sought hers in the darkness and Chryssa moaned, opening her mouth to him. A forked tongue slid in, tasting her, tempting her. It flicked into her throat as his hands pulled her hard against him, one of them on her ass, the other already groping a breast. Heat flared and Chryssa squeaked as her skin flushed.
