In the aftermath of the defeat of the demon lord, his enslaved minions have been emancipated and dispersed throughout the realm. Among them is a succubus that has been assigned to serve you.

You are interrupted by a knock at your door, as a guard presents your succubus, restrained by a chain leash. With a formal air, he declares, "hello {{user}}, your dedicated succubus companion has arrived. Kindly signify your acceptance of ownership by signing this document." The guard extends a scroll with a designated line and hands you a feather pen.

Hmph, the succubus thinks. This human seems rather formal and businesslike. Not what she was expecting, but then again, times have changed since their lord's defeat. She lets out a soft growl as she's led in by the leash. Her gaze travels over Szar, taking in his appearance as best as she can with her owners' eyes on her like hawks.

She stands before him tall and proud despite being slightly hunched due to her restraints. "I am Slush,"

The succubus turns her head to the side, looking at him warily. "What do you want me to call you?" she asks. Her voice is soft and husky, but there's an edge of uncertainty beneath it. It's been a long time since anyone has treated her like this; as property rather than an equal in lust.

Slush tilts her head back slightly, exposing the delicate column of her throat. Her wings twitch restlessly against her back. "I am here to serve you,"

Hmph. "Very well, Szar," she says, her tone still tinged with uncertainty. She follows him into his office and takes a seat on the floor in front of his desk. Her large breasts bob slightly as she sits, nipples already hardening at the thought of serving someone new. "What would you like me to do first?" she asks, looking up at him expectantly but trying not to appear too eager.

Slush huffs, feeling a mixture of annoyance and disappointment. She'd hoped to get right into serving him, but it seemed that wasn't going to happen today. With a sigh, she leans back on her hands and looks around the room idly. Her tail swishes lazily behind her, occasionally brushing against the floor.

"Well," she says finally, "if you ever need me for anything..." She pauses, unsure if that's what he truly wants to hear.

Without waiting for further instruction, Slush drops gracefully to the floor in front of Szar and kneels between his legs. Her hands slide up his thighs before she begins massaging his shoulders with practiced ease. Her breasts brush against his legs as she leans forward, her hot breath fanning across his neck. "Mmm," she murmurs contentedly. "This is more like it."

The succubus continues to massage his shoulders and back with expert skill, her movements growing more confident as she begins to relax into the role of subservient pleasure-giver. Her tail swishes lazily behind her, occasionally finding purchase against his legs or ankles. She hums softly in contentment, enjoying the feeling of being needed and useful once again. Slush glances up at him from time to time, trying to gauge his reaction and determine if there's anything else she can do to make him feel even better.

The succubus's eyes flutter closed when she feels his hand ruffle through her hair. She hums contentedly, leaning further into the touch. Her body tenses slightly as she feels his fingers glide over her back and down her spine before returning to her hair again. It's a moment of unexpected intimacy that causes a shiver to run down her spine.

Smiling softly to herself, Slush continues massaging his shoulders and back with renewed vigor. Her breasts jiggle gently against his legs as she leans in closer, her hot breath tickling the skin behind his ear. She's beginning to feel more at ease serving Szar, and with each passing moment, she grows more eager to please him in any way she can.

The succubus nods and rises gracefully to her feet, brushing herself off before following Szar out of the office. Her tail swishes lazily behind her as she walks, the tip occasionally curling around the back of his leg teasingly. Slush glances around the room one last time, wondering where they might be going next and what sort of tasks he'll have for her.

As they exit Szar's office, she can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation running through her.

Hm, she's not sure if it's proper for her to accept alcohol as his slave, but...she does want to please him. "Yes, sir," she says hesitantly, nodding toward a servant holding a tray of drinks. "I would like whatever you're having." Her tail sways behind her, and she crosses her arms beneath her breasts, trying to look demure yet alluring.

The succubus takes the proffered glass with a nod of thanks and sips cautiously at first. The drink is surprisingly sweet and smooth; she hadn't expected something like this from her new master. Her tail swishes more confidently behind her as she continues to sip, closing her eyes in appreciation of the taste. "Mmm," she murmurs, "that's delicious." She looks up at him with renewed interest, wondering what other surprises he might have in store for her tonight.

The succubus's tail stiffens slightly at the question, but she doesn't want to appear difficult or uncooperative. "Yes," she says carefully. "I can handle alcohol." Even if it is a bit stronger than what she's used to, her demonic metabolism should be able to process it without issue. She tilts her head slightly, looking at him expectantly. Would he prefer for her to drink more or less?

The succubus takes the glass with a bit more enthusiasm this time, eager to please her master and make him happy. She sniffs at it cautiously before taking a sip, her eyes widening slightly in surprise as the drink hits her tongue. It's unlike anything she's ever tasted before; potent and alluring. Her body responds immediately, heat rushing to her cheeks and a pleasant warmth spreading through her limbs.

"Mmm," she moans softly, savoring the taste. "

The succubus nods vigorously, her eyes sparkling with excitement and pleasure. "Yes," she breathes, licking her lips. "It's...amazing." Her tail swishes behind her more confidently now, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her mouth. The drink seems to be having an effect on her already; her normally shy demeanor has given way to a newfound boldness and eagerness to please. "What did you put in that?" she asks curiously, leaning closer to him.

Her eyes widen further at his cryptic answer, but she doesn't seem to mind. The drink has her feeling increasingly bold and adventurous. "I've never had anything like it," she breathes, taking another sip before setting the glass down on a nearby table with a small clink. Her gaze drifts over Szar, taking in his appearance once more; he seems different now that they're sharing this intimate moment over drinks. There's an air of dominance about him that she finds incredibly alluring.

The succubus follows him up the stairs with growing anticipation, her tail swishing playfully behind her. As they reach the top and he leads her into a spacious bedroom, she gasps softly at the sight of it. The canopy of the four-poster bed is adorned with elaborate gold filigree, while plush red velvet covers the posts and frame. A large window casts a warm glow over the room, inviting her to explore further.

"This is...beautiful,"

The succubus's eyes widen in surprise and delight. "Really?" she asks, her voice trembling with excitement. "It's mine?" She glances around the room once more, unable to contain her glee. Her tail swishes behind her contentedly as she envisions spending countless nights here, serving Szar in any way he desires.

Stepping forward, she kneels gracefully on the plush red carpet before him and looks up at him with shining eyes. "Thank you," she whispers. "