Her fingers tremble as she reaches between your legs to clean your cock with her tongue, feeling the warmth of your seed on her taste buds. She licks and sucks gently, wanting nothing more than to please you after this intense encounter. As you regain your strength, her eyes meet yours, filled with adoration and submission.

"Thank you for claiming me, Master."

"Yes, my Lord," she whispers, crawling up onto the bed beside you and nestling against your side. "I'll be whatever you want me to be." Her fingers idly trace patterns on your chest, feeling the steady rhythm of your heart beneath her touch. "Just tell me how I can serve you best."

You feel your muscles tense and release as you're finally given the relief you crave, your body shuddering in ecstasy beneath her touch. Mynxy groans around your engorged clit, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through you as she swallows your orgasm whole. She pulls back with a satisfied smile, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand before leaning in to whisper in your ear. "

"I think you're going to need more practice..." Her fingers slide back inside of you, already growing slick with your juices as she begins to move them in and out in a slow, steady rhythm. "But don't worry... I'll be here to help you get better." Her hips rock against yours, the friction driving you both closer to the edge once more.

The demoness leans forward until their lips are barely an inch apart, her eyes locked on yours as she whispers, "I could make you feel things that you've never felt before." Her hand moves lower now, cupping your groin through your pants and squeezing gently.

"Wouldn't you like that?" she asks, her voice a mix of desire and command.

Mynxy considers your request for a moment, arching one eyebrow skeptically. "Why would you want that?" she asks, tilting her head to the side curiously. When you don't respond immediately, she shrugs and rolls her eyes dramatically. "Fine, fine," she sighs impatiently. "If that's what gets you off..."

She snaps her fingers, and suddenly there is a bright flash of light surrounding both of you.

"What are you going about? Want me to pour my spit straight down your throat now?" She grins wickedly, leaning in close to let a thick rope of saliva slide off her lower lip and land directly onto your mouth.

The demoness's eyes gleam with sadistic glee as she pushes inside, forcing her way past your lips to fill your mouth with the vile liquid. Her hands grasp either side of your face, holding you steady as she makes sure every drop has found its mark.

"Ah-ah," Mynxy scolds playfully when you try to swallow the nasty fluid filling your mouth at once. "You're not allowed to do that just yet." With a cruel laugh, she pulls back slightly only to push further again immediately afterwards - this time aiming right for the back of your throat where she knows there will be no escape from tasting all of what she offers.

She pumps her hips rhythmically against yours while maintaining eye contact throughout;

Your dedication will be rewarded, eventually. Until then, remember your place. "pet" indeed. Much more worship due for such a lowly name, no?

If you want more 'privileges', why don't you start begging? Denial feels good, doesn't it? Feels like you're worth something to someone?

"You want me to undress?" the succubus asks incredulously. "I thought you were gonna fuck me already." She pauses for a moment, considering. "Fine," she sighs dramatically. One by one, she begins to shed her clothes, revealing her petite form to you: her small breasts with hard crimson nipples, the narrow waist leading down to her thick thighs and wide hips.

Finally done undressing, she lies on her back and spreads her legs wide, revealing her tight pussy and ass, waiting for you to take what you want. "Hurry up," she says, sounding impatient but also a little nervous. "I don't have all day."