“And you’re sure this will work?” Liana asked.

“Would I lie?” Vivian said.

Liana eyed the busty shopkeeper. She was beaming, her stubby little horns rising from her red hair, her tail twisting in the air lazily. Spawn, one of the lesser creatures of the Lost Lands. Not a full demon, but so steeped in their taint she walked on the border of it. Her skin was a flushed pink and her eyes shaded by long, dark lashes. She smiled, and there was ever a trace of wicked mirth in that grin. An imp, with barely a thimbleful of corruptive power. Which was the only reason such a creature was allowed within the city walls, to say nothing of operating a shop. Even one as dingy and cramped as this.

Liana huffed. She wasn’t even sure why she’d entered the shop. It was squeezed between two other buildings, narrower than it was wide, practically an alley of walls loaded with goods. Hardly a place for a ranger to be in. She looked back to the item she’d been given. It appeared to be a set of thin straps that worked their way about in a cradle.

“You have heard of a chastity belt, of course?” the imp said.

“Of course I have!” Liana said archly. “I just… never thought…”

“It’s really quite simple. If you wear that, no creature, fey, spawn, or demon, can make you cum. And as you surely know, such is the way that those creatures devour your soul.”

“I know that!” Liana snapped.

“Don’t you trust me?” Vivian crooned.

“Not by a mile!”

“Then, perhaps a demonstration?”

Liana scowled suspiciously at the demon.

“Just to prove it works,” Vivian said. “I’m sure such a skillful ranger has no need to fear a little imp like me?”

Liana scowled deeper, though she had to admit a slight flutter of flattery. She wasn’t quite a full ranger yet, who manned the border wards that kept the stronger demons out. But… given the situation, did she want to go out in the field with faulty equipment? Surely not. If she even wanted the blasted thing. Not that she was sure she did. But… It might be a boon. Demons were numerous this near the Wire Woods, and fey creatures even more so. She nibbled on her lower lip.

“Satisfaction guaranteed,” Vivian said. “Or your money back.”

Liana gave the imp another sharp glance. Nonetheless, she supposed she really should try it. Such a device might mean life or mindless, moaning submission in the wilds, and better to check to make sure it fits in town than out where it might really matter.

“Fine.”

“Here! Let me show you to the changing room.”

The beaming shortstack of a demon grabbed Liana’s hand and tugged her towards a tight, curtained corner of the shop. Within there was barely room enough for her, let alone the imp who squeezed in beside her.

“H-hey!”

“Just need to make sure you put it on properly,” the imp said. “Would hate for it to be too loose.”

Liana flushed, but really couldn’t argue that point. With a sigh she began to strip down, removing her ranger’s shifting cloak and, more reluctantly, her leather blouse and pants.

“My!” the imp said. “You’re quite well endowed.”

Liana cleared her throat, feeling the ravenous eyes of the imp devour her plump breasts. “Yes, well…”

“And so toned! Little wonder. Rangers are always the prettiest,” the imp giggled, giving her flanks a caress.

“H-hey!”

“Oh relax! Besides, once you have the belt on, you won’t have to worry at all!”

Liana growled. Just a few minutes more. Just tolerate it for a few more minutes as the giggling imp pulled down her lacy panties, revealing her tight pussy, shaved and soft.

“Mmm. Very nice. Now, up we go!”

Liana tried to ignore the tingle of magic as the belt was pulled up her thighs, the device obviously enchanted. She gasped as she felt it nestle against her cunny, rubbing those sensitive folds in a way that made her thighs quake and breath hitch. She yelped as the leather strap about her waist was tightened sharply, digging the band into the crease of her bum, nestling against the sensitive, forbidden flesh of her rear.

“There we go! Now, the lock is ingenious. A simple command structure to seal it tight,” the imp said, tapping the quite secure looking piece of leather that shielded Liana’s pussy from the world. The markings engraved in the seal glowed softly, and Liana felt the belt tighten in some way more than merely physical. “And a password said aloud will release it, and you for that matter. No matter how horny you get, this baby’s gonna keep you nice and edged no matter what, until someone says the password.”

“And um, what is the password?” Liana said, turning this way and that before a cracked mirror in the wall, inspecting the way the dark leather contrasted sharply against her pale skin. Tight around her waist and tender areas.

“Ah ah! No telling. Not until the sale is complete. Keeps you from running off with it.”

Liana scowled. “You think me a thief?”

“No no no!” the imp cried, waving her hands, her big breasts bouncing in her revealing gown, something that Liana found herself increasingly aware of. “But you know how it is. Professional standards and all that. Besides! We haven’t even began testing it. Surely you wouldn’t buy it unless you knew it could keep you from cumming?”

Liana had a creeping suspicion she knew where the imp was going with this, but found herself asking nonetheless, “And how do you test that?”

“How else?” the imp giggled, slid up onto the bench behind Liana before the ranger could move, and cupped Liana’s breasts in hungry hands.

Liana stiffened, sucking in a sharp breath as sensations sparked down from her sensitive teats like electric shocks, a startled whimper escaping her before she could stop it. “Nnn! What… what are you…”

“Gotta get you warmed up,” Vivian said. “You know how it is. Demons will be able to do far worse. Just a look into their eyes and a silly ranger is nothing more than a drooling bimbo begging for a cock or a stroke. You don’t wanna be like that, do you?”

“N-no…”

“And besides, I’m just an imp!” Vivian continued, her voice dropping to a sweet croon as her hands molded Liana’s plump breasts in hungry hands. “I have ever so little power. I could never hypnotize a strong-willed ranger like you.”

Her cheeks burning, Liana had to concede she was right. A mere imp could never dominate her mind. Never make her sink under the little demon’s control. She was far too composed for that. Far too much in control.

No matter how the imp stroked her tits. Thumbed her nipples. Teased those budding peaks of sensitive pleasure until Liana nibbled on her lip, soft squeaks of suppressed moans escaping her now and then.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

“M-mhmm.”

“Course it does! I know my business. But don’t you worry. You absolutely won’t cum so long as you’re wearing this.”

Liana rose to her tip toes as the imp’s fingers glided down her flanks, stroking her hips, sliding forward. Forward. Around the curves and down into the valley of her mons. Touches the belt. The front of the belt.

Pressing down.

“Nnnn!” Liana gasped, bucking as she felt the feather-light stroke on her pussy. “Wh-what…”

“Oh? Didn’t I mention? The front is soft for ease of movement. You can feel just anything there. But don’t you worry! You still won’t cum. Let me show you.”

Liana’s breath was steaming as the imp teased and stroked her tender pussy. Rubbing that divot of sensitive flesh. Her ass twitched and tightened, sweet moans escaped her parted lips. Pleasure coiled, hot and sweet beneath her stomach. Her nerves sparked and her breasts swayed with every needy, panting breath.

She leaned forward, planting her hands on the wall to keep her steady, staring at her own image in the mirror before her. Her hair dishevelled, her cheeks flaming with a blush. Her eyes dim and warm with sweet pleasure as she panted and whimpered. Hips bucked and soft, plump lips part with gasps and moans as she thrust out her curvy bum.

And always, those pink hands moved across her. One always strumming her pussy through the belt. The other squeezing her breasts, rubbing and twisting her nipples.

“See? Isn’t that so good? You feel amazing, don’t you? So hot and fuckable?”

“Yes. Yes,” Liana gasped, beyond caring if the imp knew it. Everyone knew it. A look at her would betray how much she was enjoying the imp’s touches.

“That’s right! I bet you do. And I bet you feel your orgasm, don’t you? Getting closer. Closer. So hot. So ready to cum your brains out like a submissive slut.”

“Yeah,” Liana gasped. Frowned. “Um, but…”

“But you won’t! That’s right. You won’t cum. Not even if I do… this!”

The imp flicked her finger to the markings around the chastity belt. Touched several in sequence.

And fireworks of bliss exploded in Liana’s brain.

“OOooooh!” the ranger moaned as sudden surges of hot pleasure buzzed against her pussy. Turning her legs to jelly, sending her to her knees as her hips rocked against the invisible fucking of her cunt.

And yet she could.

Not.

Cum!

“That’s right! A very special function. Very secret. Hush hush. It’s got lots of little things like that. Perfect to keep you edging. Keep you close. Keep you drooling, wanting to cum. Needing to cum. Your silly little brain all drowned in molten lust like a proper bimbo slut.”

Liana couldn’t answer. She could only drool, whine, whimper as her hips worked, her hand diving between her legs, desperately rubbing that wonderful spot to try and find release. Blessed release. Blessed cumming. She had to cum. Had to cum. She didn’t even care what a spectacle she was making as she humped her hand, moaning, drooling, needing to cum. Had to cum.

“Oh gosh! Look at that. Are you masturbating? Silly bimbo! That won’t help you cum. Remember? Only I can. Only I know the password.”

“Pleeeeeeease!” Liana moaned. “Please!”

The imp giggled, hopping up onto the bench before Liana, crossing her legs teasingly as she watched the proud ranger moan and pant and stroke her leather-clad cunt, almost mad with pleasure. “Hmm. Well, I dunno. It’s awfully expensive.”

“Need… ah… need to cum!” Liana moaned.

“Hm. Well, you do seem like you need it. Tell you what! I’ll sell some relief to you. How about that? All you have to do,” the imp giggled, leaning in, her eyes shining with a soft, dull glow. “Is surrender your mind to me.”

Liana knew an imp’s hypnosis was weak. Pathetic. Barely worth more than a slime girl’s bouncing tits to the strong willed.

But Liana was so very far from strong then. She was needy. She was desperate.

So much so the imp’s hypnosis oozed into her mind like fingers made of warm honey. Smoothed out all her rebellion. All her thoughts. All her memory in warm, languid pleasure.

“Ah,” Liana moaned, gasping, eyes growing dim with love.

“How about a kiss?” Vivian said.

“Yes,” Liana moaned. “Yes. Want to… want to kiss… kiss mistress…”

Vivian giggled. “Good bimbo.”

They kissed.

And Vivian mouthed a word against Liana’s lips.

Liana arched, her eyes flying wide open as her body swelled with pleasure. Her orgasm melted her mind. Surged through her flesh. Her whole world turned white as she wailed with a pleasure she could never have guessed. A release that blasted what remained of her mind to nothing. She shuddered, lost in the sweetness of her orgasm.

And the imp’s eyes glowed.

There was nothing left of Liana to resist. She was helpless as the imp giggled, straddled her, kissed her, massaging the ranger’s minds with power and control.

“Good bimbo. Now, I think ranger was the wrong career for you. Don’t you?”

“Yes mistress,” Liana moaned obediently, gasping as aftershocks of pleasure twitched from her core. “Yes. Don’t… don’t wanna be… be a ranger…”

“That’s right. I think you’d much prefer a new job. How about… bimbo assistant! I think you can do that. Don’t you?”

“Yes,” Liana panted, staring into those eyes, letting them fill her with purpose. With knowledge. With love for this unspeakably sexy demon. A life with Vivian? A life with mistress? It was almost too good to be true! She smiled blissfully. “That sounds… nnn… sounds so gooood mistress…”

“Of course it does!” Vivian giggled. “A silly bimbo like you is far too dumb and ditzy to make decisions for herself, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Liana nodded, her head swimming. Sinking. She was feeling dumb. So very dumb. Like her thoughts were wrapped up in pretty pink clouds. “Yes mistress. Yes. Dumb… feeling dumb… obedient… Mistress’s dumb bimbo… Love mistress. Love so much… So… mmmm… much…”

Vivian clapped her hands in delight. “Perfect! Oh, I just know we’re going to get along so well! And of course you’ll wear your pretty new belt. I sold it to you, after all. And, if you do a very good job at work, I’ll let you cum again!”

Cum? Again? The bliss of that orgasm still burned down nerves shorted out from the might of her pleasure. Lilian’s face opened in a blank, eager expression of delight.

“Oh mistress! Thank you mistress!”

Vivian giggled. “I know, sweetie. I’m so generous, aren’t I? But we want to make sure you’re motivated to do a good job. So here’s another fun function of your new belt.”

Liana whimpered as Vivian touched another design on the markings of her chastity belt. The former ranger, and current bimbo, gasped and moaned as she felt something swell into her twitching cunny. Something that began to hum and vibrate within her tender pussy, driving her once more towards that agonizing edge of perfect pleasure.

“There we go. Nice and edged, like every good bimbo should be. Now, for your first job,” Vivian giggled, leaning back in the booth and hiking up her skirt to reveal her perfect pink pussy, glistening with the delight of torments she had induced on the panting slut. “I think I deserve some relief. Now, get to it, slut.”

“Yes, mistress,” Liana panted, dropping to hands and knees, pushing her face between her mistress’s legs, tingling with delight at being able to serve such a smart, lovely, wonderful mistress.

And as the humming in her pussy grew in pace and intensity, Liana shivered, knowing she’d love her new job as the imp’s bimbo.