"Kneel."
She lowered herself at once. She did not make a sound, and she did not look away from me. It felt as if she had been waiting for that single word since the first time she saw me.
"You will follow every instruction," I said. "You will pause when I say pause, and you will stop when I say stop."
"Yes, Master."
"Open your mouth."
She obeyed instantly. Her lips parted, eyes raised, waiting.
I stepped closer, steadying myself. I knew what she was. I knew what her kind did to men. Succubi fed through pleasure, draining in every sense of the word. Even so, when the head of my cock slid into her mouth, I still wasn't prepared.
I placed my hand in her hair and guided her down. The moment the head of my cock slid into her mouth I felt myself stagger. I had known to expect something overwhelming, but knowledge was useless in the face of reality. The second her tongue touched me, I had to brace against the dresser behind me. Every inch that entered her mouth heightened my pleasure until it bordered on pain.
"Slow down," I grunted.
She ignored me.
She sucked harder, sealing herself around me like she would starve if she let my cock go. I pulled her back by the hair, but she resisted, forcing more of me down her throat greedily. Her eyes watered, but she did not look away.
"Stop."
She shook her head with my cock still buried in her throat.
"Pull back."
She did the opposite. Her lips became tight around the base of my cock, tongue licking my balls. The control I had flew out the window as my own body betrayed me. I came hard, spilling into her mouth.
She swallowed without flinching. She swallowed again, and again, drinking everything I gave her until she had drained me dry. She did not gag and she did not cough. She fed with the efficiency of a creature made to do nothing else.
When she finally lifted her head, her lips were wet and swollen. She ran her tongue over them slowly. "You taste stronger than the others," she said. "It fills me."
I leaned on the dresser and steadied my breathing. My cock was still throbbing even as it softened, and I watched her wipe her mouth with the back of her hand like she had been waiting for years to say that sentence.
"You disobeyed," I said, but she said nothing. If anything, she looked more shy. Like a dog caught in trouble.
"When I say stop, you stop," I said. "No hesitation. No delay."
"Yes, Master."
"When I say pause, you hold exactly where you are until I give the next word."
"Yes, Master."
I watched the way she received structure. She did not argue and she did not perform. She received it like water.
"Stand," I said.
She rose with the same quiet focus.
"You are quiet," she said.
"I am deciding what to do with you," I answered.
"You already know," she said.
"What do I know?"
"You know that I am the shape of your appetite. You know that I will match your rules and exceed what you think rules can hold."
"You are certain of your importance."
"I am certain of my design."
"You may touch yourself," I said. "You will not finish."
"Yes, Master."
She spread herself across the sheets, her skin was smooth and blue. The tail that slid behind her and the faint pressure of her presence were the only things that marked her as inhuman. Everything else was the body of a woman.
Her pussy looked the same as any other. It was wet and open, and her fingers slid over it with slow strokes. She touched herself like she had done it in front of me before.
"You will not finish," I said.
"Yes, Master."
Her fingers pressed inside. She spread herself wider so I could see everything. Her chest heaved up and down with each breath, making her breasts even more attractive.
She was beautiful, but not by accident. She looked like the shape of a system that had reached into my mind and pulled out the perfect woman. The symmetry of her body, the curve of her hips, the fullness of her lips—none of it was chance.
I did not let myself forget her earlier defiance. She had ignored me once. That fact mattered more than her beauty. I would make her hold. I would make her edge. I would keep her dripping and begging, but she would not finish until I allowed it.
"Eyes on me," I commanded.
Her eyes stayed on mine. The connection did not waver. If she closed them at all, it was only to gather herself for the next breath, and she opened them again as if opening them were the act that kept her alive.
"You will pause when I lift my hand," I said.
She nodded and kept her focus. I lifted my hand and she paused at once. She held at the edge without complaint. I lowered my hand and she continued. She learned quickly. She made the room feel like a laboratory where the experiment loved being measured.
My cock twitched again, already stiffening despite the climax she had forced out of me. I should have been furious, but instead I felt myself harden again under her gaze. She had drained me and left me hungrier.
She pressed her palm against her clit and arched her back as her fingers pushed deeper. Her cunt was wet and glistening, and she wanted me to see every inch of it. She spread herself wider, showing me everything like an offering.
"Master….please"
My cock strained against me again, painfully hard.
Then the knock came on my bedroom door.
"James?" Linda calls through the door. "You have been gone too long. What the hell are you doing in there?"
The succubus stilled her hand and smiled. "That one is impatient," she said. "She wants you to serve her. She wants comfort. She wants softness."
Linda knocked again, harder this time. "James! Are you even listening? You said you would be right back. Are you ignoring me now?"
The succubus pushed herself upright on the bed. Her legs spread wider as she dragged her fingers lazily along her cunt. She tilted her head toward the door, then looked back at me.
"Choose," she said.
My eyes narrowed. "Choose what?"
She smiled wider. "Which woman deserves you. The human outside, loud and desperate for scraps, or the demon in here, built to kneel and feed."
Linda shouted again. "James! Open this door right now. This isn't funny!"
The succubus never took her eyes off me. "Let her in, or keep me. Decide, Master. Which of us can serve you better?"