My Servant System

Lady Fenyras PoV

Watching as the newly darkened Demoness sauntered over to her tent, I couldn't help but smirk a little as I caught the obvious whiff of arousal and need that wafted off of her body; the fact that she was sweaty didn't help it, and if anything the perfect bitch waiting for her back in that tent would love it...

Speaking of, just getting that glimpse of her giant, juicy tits was enough to put me through a low heat cycle, and I was already preparing to go and release some seed uselessly on the ground to quell my own lust as a tribute to her, but now...

Now that the brat was heading in to claim her prize, part of me was yearning to take a peek and watch as she put that fat assed slut into her place, but more of me was disgusted by the idea of just peeking.

No, if I truly did look I was more likely to barge in and have a go with her myself, and that was something that couldn't happen because once I got a taste of her... Gods know I would never, ever let her go.

She would look so good with my palm prints on her cheeks - both the upper and the lower ones - and I could already tell that her screams would be the most succulent, delectable things I would ever hear... maybe on par with Arc.

The difference would be the knowledge that there was such a thing as going to far with her, whereas with Arc I could mercilessly beat her until she was close to death, all because she believed it would absolve her of her sins... and because she loved being raped.

So where I could unleash all of my pent up emotions into and onto Arc, finding that balance with the pale skinned thick ass Doggy would give me such a sense of accomplishment when I had her pleading for more even as her body screamed at her to make it stop...

Just thinking about it got me hard, and as I turned to put enough distance between me and them I caught sight of something peculiar; the other, older brat was staring at them as well with the same heat I was, but where I could be 'guiltless' in my imaginations, she was... less free.

One was her actual daughter and the other was practically hers as well, and yet I knew she was thinking about how similar that brat looked to her Mother; lust was a sin that affected us Demons the most, and apparently our tastes were damn near identical, something I still couldn't wrap my head around considering she had married that stick Elf.

Sensing my gaze, Chordeva grit her teeth and stalked off as well, but her stride was one I was all too familiar with; I didn't give a damn that we were going to do the same things, so I just went to my own tent and promptly peeled everything off, freeing my cock and stroking it immediately.

"Fuck... I need to get out of this place sooner rather than later..."

Even as the pleasure started to creep into the depths of my mind I still had to voice that semblance of reason out loud, reminding myself that time was ticking and things were getting dangerous.

I was slowly approaching a real heat, and if I didn't have Arc or the Empress to help me quell it I was going to do something drastic... and I didn't want to do anything drastic, but instincts didn't give a damn about what I wanted.

They existed to fulfill a need, one that was wired into every living being, but one that was amplified for us Beastkin; the urge to breed and leave behind offspring to guarantee the continuation of our species.

Specifically to breed the best, most appealing mates, and that woman back there was just... she was made to be bred, and I wanted to ravage her pussy until her womb was only able to remember what my cum tasted like...

Wrapping a hand around my knot and giving it a firm, tight squeeze, I jerked off hard and imagined fucking her from behind, watching her ass ripple with each blow while she begged me to get her pregnant.

A growl rumbled in my throat, and I could only begin to imagine what her pussy would feel like wrapped around my dick, the idea of having her bent over in a bed wailing for me to stop raping her getting me so Gods damned hard...

That was when I was pulled from my imagination because I sensed someone in front of me; with my eyes screwed shut to allow me to envision it better, all I got to know something was wrong was that sharp prick in the front of my mind that made it clear someone was here.

Floating above me with a grin and emitting a thick, succulent scent, the Arch Fiend that had bound itself to that slut looked down at me and waved, its eyes dropping from my own to take in my cock before coming back up.

"You having fun here, fluffy~? Jerking off so~ desperately... Does it feel good~?"

Drifting around lazily, the Arch Fiend peeled away the 'clothing' it had conjured for itself and revealed itself to me entirely, showing off its drooling cunt and throbbing cock, before jiggling those gigantic tits and mesmerizing me with its body.

"What the hell do you want..?"

The scent and sight were intoxicating, and I wanted nothing more than to push the Arch Fiend down and take it for my own pleasure, something that made it grin and poke my brow before drifting back, like it knew what I was thinking.

"I don't really need much magic to read that expression, fluffy~! You're horny, you're demented, and the thoughts in that head aren't pretty... Trust me, I know exactly~ what you're thinking..."

"And? The fuck do you want then? You gonna jerk me off? Blow me? Maybe bounce on my dick a little and let me fuck you? Cause if not, piss off; I gotta blow this load before I-"

"Rape my charge and force my hand~? Yes, I know... Believe me, if anyone~ is ever~ going to have the privilege of genuinely forcing themselves on her, it'll be me~!"

The upbeat tone didn't match the dark, sinister gleam in the Arch Fiend's eyes, nor did its sadistic grin help me feel any better about this, but after a moment of indulging itself the pink skinned incarnation of lust focused back on me, going back to its bubbly self.

"Anyways, I think what would be best for us all is if we come to an arrangement~! The big bad Empress doesn't want you sticking that meaty, fat cock of yours in anyone else, and you don't want to do something stupid~! As for me, I just want to have some fun~!

So, here's the deal, fluffy... I'll scratch your back, you scratch mine. Promise me you keep your hands to yourself for the rest of this expedition - don't try and fuck anyone else, but flirt all you want - and we can have some fun here... just you and me, having some mutual fun..."

Before I could ask what the Arch Fiend meant the damn thing went up in a puff of pink smoke, obscuring my vision and drowning me in a sickly sweet scent that numbed my mind and made my cock even harder.

What got me to the tipping point though was seeing that perfect slut floating in front of me, completely naked and touching herself as she gave me a sultry look; that pristine pussy that hadn't known the wonders of life, those mountainous tits, the thighs that I wanted to have wrapped around my skull...

All of it looked exactly like what I imagined it would, and as I prepared to speak yet again the Arch Fiend giggled and said "This is what Katherine Zara looks like, and if you want... you can jerk off to 'her' as 'she' masturbates to you... you can even shoot your thick, sticky, adulterous cum all over 'her' body..."

The voice was still the Arch Fiend's, and while I wanted to tell her off, to have her leave me alone, seeing her spread apart those juicy labia and reveal the drenched cunt I wanted to be in was too much... and then when it was 'her' voice as well...

It was too easy to succumb, likely because I was high off of whatever the Arch Fiend had done, but soon I was agreeing to her terms of keeping to myself so that I might jerk off to the object of my desires, doing something that was just... heinous...

And yet the satisfied, power hungry grin on 'her' face never once phased me even as I masturbated furiously, nor did I mind that I was giving this Arch Fiend more power by giving in to my desires.

Even if the Arch Fiend told me that this was a boost of power that would benefit the woman I was currently coveting I wouldn't have really cared since I was locked in my mind, and as she pumped out more of that pink smoke to fill the tent I just got as close as I could and gave in, unable to help myself.