The car ride back to my apartment was silent for the first fifteen minutes as I tried to process what just happened.

Cindy was comfortable with silence, the Sin Demon never feeling the need to speak just for the sake of speaking. When I checked the rear view mirror, Aubrette, my newly sworn High Sidhe vassal was wide eyed, her head swiveling around from side to side to take in the landscape rushing past us. Her lips were a tight pale line across her face, and it occurred to me that this was very likely the woman’s first ride in a car, and no one explained to her what was going to happen.

That left me to be the first to speak. I did my best to keep my voice level, and calm, both because I didn’t think letting panic rule me was a good way to get information, and because I didn’t want to distress Aubrette any more than she already was. “Cindy, can you please give me your best summary explanation for how and why I have a High Sidhe who has sworn fealty to me.”

“Of course, Master.” The diminutive blonde paused for only a moment to gather her thoughts, her voice showing none of the signs of strain that mine probably carried. “Aubrette was exiled from Faerie, for reasons she has not yet explained, but which apparently cause her much personal shame. She is a Noble Sidhe - once a titled High Sidhe. She is not royalty, but was ranked within their courts. High Sidhe are creatures of magic and Glamour, much as I am a creature of Sin.”

My head spun with the deluge of information, and I paused Cindy to clarify, “And Sidhe is another term for the… denizens of Faerie, the realm they come from?”

Cindy quickly clarified, “The Sidhe are one of the peoples of Faerie, divided into many peoples, of whom High Sidhe are but one.” She paused briefly there to ensure I was caught up, so I motioned for her to continue without taking my eyes off the road. ”Within the Fae realm, a Noble Sidhe cast out from her court would begin to wither and fade, as the ambient Glamour is spoken for by the ruling members of the royal houses. Outside of Faerie, Glamour is free, but scarce. It would not be fitting for a Noble Sidhe to allow herself to meet an undignified end through starvation, so the traditions of her court insist that she expend what magic she has and send it out into the world. The natural cycles of Glamour would eventually allow it to return to Faerie, where it would be absorbed by the monarchs and granted to a new High Sidhe, raising her to Noble Sidhe status in the coming centuries.”

“Aubrette intended to do exactly that on arriving in the mortal realm. Her Glamour is expended most quickly when acting on others, so rather than singing for a month in the woods until she perished, she sang for the first lesser beings she encountered, some sheep, and the humans who arrived. She was prepared to do so until her reserves were empty and she expired.”

I glanced into the rear view mirror once more, checking on my new vassal. Now that we had been driving for some time, she had begun to calm, her posture relaxing very slightly, but she continued to swivel her head around and take in the sights. From my perspective, this part of the drive was pretty, but boring - lots of trees, lots of highway, random other cars, but little else to look at. It seemed to fascinate Aubrette despite the lack of variety.

“Instead, shortly after she began her endeavor, she was approached by a mortal and an infernal entity who served him. Though her kind has not had much contact with the mortal world in recent centuries, any who hold the leash of a Sin Demon are not to be ignored. Further, you were protected by powerful wardings, such that even her strongest Glamour did not ensnare you when she was trying to expend the last of her magic. I explained that you had been called on to protect the people of the farm, and while High Sidhe have little regard for those they see as lessers, you showed yourself as worthy of respect. Further, she could feel the magic flowing through you. You ordered her to obey the customs of the land, and then offered an escort through it. The only way that could happen was her joining her magic to yours, so she pledged her fealty to you. She is now drawing on some of the magic you obtain from bonding me to sustain herself.”

Having obeyed my order, Cindy reached across the center console and placed a dainty hand on my leg. My eyebrows shot up at her sudden intimacy in the presence of our guest, but before I could ask she leaned towards me and added, “You will need to provide additional Sin to compensate for the power she is drawing from me, through you. Fortunately, the amount you have been providing is more than that which I require, so I do believe this is well within your capabilities. She should also be able to assist.”

I checked the rearview mirror again, and this time Aubrette was still, her gaze fixed inside the car rather than out the windows. I didn’t want to take my eyes off the road long enough to study it in depth, but I was sure the look on her face was interest rather than revulsion. Still, I reached down and gently squeezed Cindy’s hand, before delicately picking it up and placing it back in her own lap.

She permitted me to do so, but when I released her hand, she immediately grabbed mine, pulling it into her lap. I rolled my eyes at the insatiable demon’s antics, leaving my fingers on her thighs for the moment rather than fighting her over it. “And how do you think she will react when she realizes I am not, in fact, a lord here in the mortal realm, and am only a mortal who happened into power beyond my means.”

Cindy slid my hand between her thighs, squeezing them around my fingers as she answered. “Master, you are a lord as far as she is concerned. The High Sidhe do not respect the power structures of mortals. She would not be impressed by the puppet monarchy of England, nor the elected rulers of this land. You own the power of a Sin Demon, and have excess to sustain her. That is what impresses her.” She paused for just a moment, and I could feel her slender thighs rhythmically flexing in deliberate provocation as she did. “Perhaps if she were to encounter a powerful Wizard she would revise her opinion, but in truth, your arrival was extremely fortuitous to her. I suspect that in addition to her loyalty, you will retain her gratitude for the remainder of your long life.”

Every time I tried to withdraw my fingers from between the Sin Demon’s legs, she squeezed her thighs around me, occasionally using her hand to guide me back when I nearly escaped. I thought about objecting verbally, but… honestly, it was hot, and I didn’t really need that hand to steer, so I instead let her keep it trapped while I focused on driving and the conversation.

“Ok, I guess I understand from her perspective. She was in a bad situation, then I showed up and offered her a way out. But… look, it’s not that I’m not sympathetic to a woman in a bad way…”

Cindy interjected quietly, her thighs squeezing around my fingers again, “A beautiful woman in a bad way.”

I continued without acknowledging the point, “But how am I meant to house her? You’ve seen my apartment. It’s not like I have an extra bedroom to offer her. I certainly don’t have the means to dress her if she’s used to wearing silks like what she’s in now. Does she eat food? I’m not struggling as much as I was before you came along, but I’m not rich either.”

The Sin Demon’s tone remained equanimous. “Master, I believe you will find she increases the wealth of your house, both magical and mundane. The Fae are creatures of passions and excesses, and while I cannot draw on her Sin anymore than I can my own, her powers should be able to enhance the Sin generated by mortals. Additionally, she is your vassal. While you are responsible for ensuring she is guided and protected in this world, she has an equal responsibility to serve you. If the financial burdens of her upkeep are too onerous, simply command her to pay tribute. Taxes, I believe would be your modern term for it. To demand that she contribute to her own upkeep would not be unreasonable. You may of course command me to discern the full measure of your responsibilities and privileges in regards to the newest member of your House.”

I grumbled quietly under my breath, “That would have been nice before I apparently accepted her oath of loyalty.” I then continued more loudly, “Yes, please do so, but first - is she going to be able to communicate with anyone? She’s going to struggle if you are literally the only person she can talk to.”

Cindy remained as unflappable as ever. “Of course. Now that she is your vassal, she should already be absorbing your knowledge and language. It is the nature of the Fae to mirror the mortal realm, and only her long absence from this world has resulted in her… outdated speech.”

I took a long breath, eventually managing to work my hand free of the Sin Demon’s legs, and eventually decided, “Alright. We’ll give it a try.” Tilting my head a little so I could pitch my voice at the High Sidhe, I put on my best chipper voice and called back, “Aubrette, welcome to my family.”

To my surprise, when I glanced in the rear view mirror, I saw a smile on her face.

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Cindy and Aubrette spoke together for the remainder of the drive back to my apartment, and for the most part I tuned them out. I couldn’t understand the strangely familiar words they were using, so I focused on getting us safely home. The two seemed animated at times, though, leaving me wondering what exactly they were discussing.

As we approached my apartment block and more of the city outskirts came into view, Aubrette suddenly trailed off. Glancing in the rear view mirror showed that she was once more gazing out the car windows to take in the sights. We weren’t even in the city proper yet, but I supposed the sudden appearance of building after building, housing thousands of people and hundreds of shops, was an unexpected change.

Once parked, I acted the proper gentleman and opened the High Sidhe’s door for her, then offered my hand to help her out of the vehicle. She looked at it awkwardly for a moment and hesitantly spoke, and I realized the issue before Cindy had time to translate. Stepping forward, I leaned over Aubrette to help her unfasten the seatbelt. Again, I had to invade her personal space a little to do so, but this time I was surprised when I felt her face press against my shoulder. It only took me a moment to release the catch, the contact was brief - enough so that I didn’t really have time to register it - but as I stepped back to again offer my hand to the redheaded woman, I noticed her fair cheeks were blushing a gentle pink.

She accepted my help, gracefully emerging from my Honda and joining Cindy behind me as we walked towards my apartment.

The three of us passed Sara in the hallway, and I received a raised eyebrow from my pretty landlady at the additional company, but she made no move to stop me, so I hurried past rather than get bogged down in an explanation I wasn’t sure I’d be able to give.

Once we arrived at my door, I ushered the two women inside, and locked up behind us. My recent additional income had me in better standing than I had managed previously, but to my eyes, it was still obviously a bachelor’s apartment. I glanced around the sparsely furnished living room, eventually motioning for Aubrette to seat herself on my couch. She did so with the same prim grace she had used when getting into my vehicle, understanding my gesture without the need for words.

I then waited awkwardly, trying to figure out how to proceed. Fortunately, before the silence had time to draw out too long, I was saved by Cindy. “Master, I know you have work you need to perform later today. Even with what you have drawn from me this morning, your earlier offering of Lust should suffice for the day. With your permission, I would like to use your laptop and the television to begin to introduce Aubrette to the present era.”

A feeling of relief washed over me on hearing Cindy’s plan, and I quickly nodded my assent. “You do that. Can you please find out if there is anything she will need to get through the evening? I can make a quick trip to the stores before I have to head out.”

The Sin Demon addressed Aubrette, and after a rapid-fire exchange of words, she turned back to me. “She states that while she would appreciate bread and wine, she does not yet require anything. I believe that what we have in the refrigerator should suffice should she change her mind.”

I smiled at the pair of women, Cindy seating herself beside the Sidhe and opening the laptop, and left the pair to it. While they began speaking, I took my phone and laid down on my bed atop the covers, beginning to look up what information I could find about the Fae.

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It turned out there was a ton of information about the Fae, Faeries, Sidhe, and their myths, legends, and customs out there. So much information, and so much of it contradictory, speculative, mythological, or fictional that getting a picture of the truth was going to be nearly impossible. I knew that I could eventually ask Aubrette for explanations, but until she managed to learn our language I was hoping to avoid major missteps.

When I finally put my phone away and got dressed to head out to my evening appointments, I felt like I had picked up a few common themes, but also as though there was much yet to learn.

The two women were still seated on the couch when I emerged from my bedroom, animatedly talking over my laptop, with what looked like a video of the interior of a factory playing. I wasn’t exactly sure what Cindy was covering, or why that seemed important to her, but I shrugged my shoulders and called out, “I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Cindy, do your best to take care of her while I’m gone. Standard rules apply, I’ll see you soon.”

The ‘Standard rules’ phrase was something I had come up with to give the Sin Demon a set of behaviors and orders to follow in my absence. Though I had been bringing her with me to assist with magical services lately, I did still need to leave her in my apartment from time to time, so I had a list of things she was instructed to do, and a much longer list of things she was ordered not to do, such as talking to the police or letting anyone into my home. I’m sure it wasn’t bulletproof, but I felt more comfortable knowing Cindy wasn’t going to do anything truly outlandish while I was out.

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Returning home to my apartment that evening, I was exhausted. This was my first time working for each of the customers I provided Auguries for, and all three of them had run me through an extensive list of questions before, during, and after our consultations. As a result, while I had only been working for about five hours, I had spent nearly that entire time going back and forth over the most miniscule details of how my power worked.

I made a mental note to get Cindy to type up an FAQ or something to hand out. I wasn’t planning on making fliers, or anything, but maybe if I had a reference sheet detailing exactly what I could and couldn’t do, I’d waste less time repeating myself in the future.

The two women were still on the couch when I returned, though I could tell they had moved around while I was away. They had switched sides, and an empty mug on the little table next to the couch spoke of tea or coffee having been consumed. Both women smiled brightly when I walked through, and my immediate thoughts were that I could get used to having two pretty women smiling at me as soon as I walked through the front door.

I was hardly a 1950s businessman, expecting to see the wife in an apron with a hot dinner as soon as I got home, but it felt good to see smiling faces at home. That they belonged to attractive women was a pleasant bonus, but it really was just the joy they expressed that warmed me inside.

I called out casual greetings, but walked straight past the pair, intent on changing into more comfortable clothes for the rest of the evening. I tried to look professional when I was out working, so while I didn’t bother with a full suit, I was in khakis and a button-down shirt that I couldn’t wait to get out of.

I was a few paces into my bedroom door when I halted abruptly, turned around, and marched back into the living room. My head swiveled to the side slowly, and I blinked in disorientation. There was another door, beside my bedroom door. This would have caused confusion in basically any circumstances, as it was definitely not present when I left a few hours ago. It nearly caused me to fully dissociate in this case, since the wall the door led into was my bedroom wall, but the room on the other side of this new door was not my bedroom..

It matched the style of my bedroom, certainly. Or at least, of my apartment in general. It had the same dull gray carpet, the same off-white walls, it even had the same cheap overhead lighting. Where my bed was located in my room, this room had an antique, hand-carved four poster bed, complete with a massive hope chest at its feet. Lacy curtains could be pulled in to block the inside of the bed from view, but were currently drawn to the side, allowing me to see the rich velvet blankets covering whatever mattress it had.

I slowly stepped into the doorway leading to my bedroom and, while still in the doorframe, turned to the side. My bedroom appeared to overlap with this new room, through the new door, but I could see no trace of it. I turned around again, entered my living room, and this time stepped through into the brand new room. My actual bedroom was nowhere to be found. Somehow, both rooms were occupying the same place in my apartment, simply accessed from different doors, without overlapping in any way I could see.

I walked back to the living room, to where both Aubrette and Cindy were watching my antics. I leveled a brief glare at my Sin Demon, received another bright smile in response, and then finally entered my actual bedroom again to change.

When I emerged a little later, I was wearing comfortable pajama pants and an old t-shirt. I had debated putting on something less casual, but since it appeared Aubrette’s presence in my life was going to be an ongoing thing, I decided against it. There was no way I was going to just stop wearing comfortable clothes at home, so better to bite the bullet now and just get her used to me in PJs and a shirt with holes in it.

I noticed when I re-entered my living room that Aubrette had also changed, and I had been too tired to notice it before. She was wearing one of my button-down shirts, and a pair of my jeans. They were men’s cut, so they didn’t exactly fit her well, but it still had to be more comfortable than the ren-faire garb she had on before. I waved tiredly at the two women and walked up to lean on the back of the couch so I could see what they had pulled up on the laptop.

It was Wikipedia. That got a laugh out of me, and I was still smiling as I asked, “How did it go?”

Cindy spoke up quickly, rising from her seat on the couch and walking around it so she could begin rubbing my back, her fingers exerting a surprising amount of force for her tiny frame. “It went well. You already discovered that Aubrette’s talents involve the intersection of space and imagination. She noticed that your bed is too small for three people, so she created an additional bedroom with a larger bed. You are of course not obligated to sleep in it, but now none of us will need to sleep on the couch. She is beginning to absorb information about the new era, though I suspect it will take many days before I would allow her out of your apartment.”

She sounded extremely proud of herself - or rather, I corrected in my head, Proud. I realized that the Sin Demon’s aspects had shifted while dealing with the High Sidhe. I groaned out my approval of her actions, the fingers working their way up my back a pleasant welcome feeling, and spoke without thinking. “Good girl.”

I paused, not entirely sure how that would be received, only to feel one of her hands slip its way further down my body. We were concealed from Aubrette’s view by the couch, so I wasn’t overly concerned she would realize what she was doing, but I was still a little startled at the feel of Cindy’s hand reaching between my legs to begin fondling my balls through my pants. I tried to keep my voice even - Aubrette probably couldn’t understand my words yet, but I was sure she would pick up on the tone of my voice if I gave away Cindy’s game.

“I’m tired. As much as I would love to catch up with the full details of how you two lovely ladies got on, I think I am going to start to get ready for bed.”

Despite my words, I didn’t begin to move away from the couch, instead allowing the demon behind me to continue rubbing my back with one hand, while the other began stroking me through my pants, very quickly bringing me to a full erection. Only when I felt fingers delicately wrapping around my shaft did I push my way to a standing position, carefully dislodging her in the process, and walking towards my apartment’s only bathroom.

I raised my voice just slightly, hoping that my tone would come through even if the meaning of my words didn’t. “Aubrette, I look forward to getting to know you. I may not have intended things to work out as they did, but I’m sure we’ll find a way that we can all be happy.”

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I was half-asleep in bed when Cindy slipped in beside me. I could feel her lithe, tight form mold itself against my back, her hand tracing its way lazily down my body to pick up where it left off about thirty minutes prior. While I had gone soft in the intervening time, she very quickly brought me to full attention, the fingers of her tiny hand barely fitting around my girth as she started stroking me. I moaned, luxuriating in having a pretty woman pleasure me without expectation of reciprocation. As much as I very much got off on pleasing my partners, there was something sinfully decadent about having a woman put her sole focus into my sexual gratification.

This kind of slow and deliberate stimulation apparently generated less Lust for my bound Sin Demon, but mixed in some Sloth and Pride which gave it a different ‘flavor’ when she absorbed it. I always appreciated variety, and especially after a day as long as this one had been, it was nice to just allow Cindy to do all of the work while I reaped the pleasure.

With leisurely purpose she writhed her body against mine, and the feel of her pert breasts pressing into my back was a pleasant addition to the silken feel of her fingers wrapped gently around my cock. She was short enough that she had to slide her way up my body a little to place her lips behind my ear, and when she did, her warm breath sent shivers up my spine. She started murmuring a low, non-stop stream of filth as she stroked me, scarcely seeming to breathe as she did so.

“Master, I love your dick. I love the way it fills my hand, and my mouth, and the pussy that you own. I love feeling it streeeeetch me out. I know you're not the one who shaped my body, and while I sometimes wish I could change to let you make me your perfect whore…” She deliberately squeezed as she drew that word out, her hand pressing into the root of my cock and her whole body rippling to press as much of her skin to mine as she could, “I’m sometimes just as glad that you didn’t make my cunt. You’re such a good, sweet Master, you would have given your little fucktoy a pussy that wrapped snugly around that thick piece of meat you swing around between your legs. Instead, though, I have this tight little hole that you can barely squeeze into. Every time you fuck me it’s like you’re stretching me out all over again, like the only reason you don’t split me in two is because I’m so tough I can take it.”

Her lips closed around my earlobe for a moment, and another shiver passed through my body at the sensation. Part of me knew, intellectually, that she was saying what she did because it was what I wanted to hear. One of the powers that made Sin Demons a force to be reckoned with was their ability to sense what would trigger the Sins in those around them, and I had permitted - no, ordered - Cindy to use that to enhance my Lust.

Most of me didn’t care even a little. There was a gorgeous woman giving me a handjob and exulting in being my sexual plaything, and I loved it. She parted her lips once more, letting her tongue sneak out to tease along my ear for just a moment, then continued whispering.

“I can’t wait until you take my ass too. I want to walk around the city with all of my holes filled with your cum. Please, Master, do me the honor soon. This body’s ass has never been fucked. Fill my virgin ass with your cum soon, Master, let me feel complete.”

That was enough to finally get me to move. I rolled onto my back and felt Cindy shift herself smoothly in response. I barely had to exert myself to pull her tiny form on top of me, shoving the blankets away and feeling the Sin Demon move to straddle me. She spread her knees wide, and the heat of her pussy was a roiling inferno as she began to slide her hips back and forth, rubbing the outside of her sex along the underside of my rock hard cock.

I finally spoke as she humped me, staring up at the woman dimly illuminated by the moonlight shining through my bedroom’s tiny window. “Not yet, fucktoy, you haven’t earned it yet. I know I could have your ass anytime I want it. You’re going to have to find something special to do if you want to earn the privilege.”

I didn’t always wear the domineering master face, but over the last few months with Cindy, I had found it emerging in bed more and more. My bound demon was literally insatiable, and would be enthusiastically up for whatever I wanted from her. That left a fertile ground for the part of me which had always wanted a… well, a sex slave, to grow.

The fact that I did, deep down, lust for a woman who would not, who could not say no was something that was hard to admit in the daylight, but it was getting harder and harder to deny at night. I still wanted willing, enthusiastic partners, but the dark back of my mind surged when I heard Cindy whimper at my proclamation.

The tiny blonde’s supernaturally smooth snatch rocked back and forth on underside of my cock, trapping my erection against my body while she rode it. I felt moisture dripping onto my midsection and realized she was leaking so much onto my dick that it had started to spill over. Her voice was low, throaty, and quiet as she promised, “I’m trying, Master. Your fucktoy is trying. Your enslaved bitch is going to find a way to earn your cock in her ass soon.” I lifted my hands up her body, first squeezing her slender hips and feeling them rock back and forth as she continued to grind herself into my dick, then moving them up higher to her tits. My hands covered them completely, the firm perky mounds not even a handful each. I rested them there for a time as she continued.

“Maybe a new girl. Would you fuck my ass if I brought you another toy to enjoy?” My hips bucked involuntarily at that thought, and the Sin Demon pounced on my reaction. She lifted herself up, one of her hands sliding between our bodies to guide the swollen head of my cock against the slippery folds of her sex. She very slowly and deliberately lowered herself down and, just as she had promised before, I felt her tight channel stretch and flex to accept me. She only managed to get about half of my length in on the first thrust, then resumed rocking her hips to slowly take the rest of me in.

“Would you let me play with another slut if I gave her to you?” I couldn’t make out Cindy’s expression well in the darkness of my bedroom, but her tone was pleading. “If I wrapped her up pretty in a bow and delivered a new trembling woman, desperate for you to use her, would you let me join in?”

I groaned as I felt her gripping and squeezing my cock, the feel of hot demon cunt an incomparable delight. My hands grasped at her tits, pawing at them until my fingers found her nipples, and then pinching down hard. This caused her to let out a sharp gasp that turned into a breathy moan, and I took that moment to reply. “Maybe. Maybe if you gave me a willing, eager slave, maybe I would let you earn my cum in your ass.” Even as some part of me wondered if I was going too far with my words, something deeper within me exulted in them.

My head rolled to the side as I felt her force her hips down, finally taking the full length of my shaft into her pussy. My eyes drifted closed for a moment to enjoy the sensation, only to shoot open again in surprise. A few feet away, writhing in midair, was Aubrette - but translucent and hazy. Her eyes were locked onto Cindy’s hips, watching my cock disappear inside the slender demon. I whipped my head back to look at the woman actively fucking me, and caught a smirk on her lips, the Sin Demon’s gaze also turning to the side. When I again glanced over, there was no sign of the High Sidhe.

I wasn’t ready to write that little experience off, but also I was balls deep in a woman with phenomenal control over the muscles of her pussy, so investigating felt like it wasn’t a priority. I slid my hands off the tiny tits I had been groping and let them return to Cindy’s waist, holding it firmly while she rode me. She kept her pace slow, letting me enjoy the buildup of sex rather than trying to push me into orgasm quickly, instead looking to build up my Lust, resuming her dirty talk as she did so.

“Would you reward me if she was not just willing and eager, but desperate? A hungry new slut drooling for your cock.” Again, my hips rolled up to meet a downward thrust without any conscious control on my part, as my body answered for me. I couldn’t actually bring myself to admit it out loud, but the thought of my enslaved demon bringing me other women to play with reached right past the conscious, principled part of my mind that wanted decency and fair play all around, touching on something Greedy and hungry and Lustful.

The sound of a soft, ethereal moan had my head rolling to glance once more to my right. Again, hovering off the side of the bed - the equivalent location in the new bedroom, I realized - was my new redheaded vassal. I could see the wall of my own bedroom through her, but there was no mistaking her presence. She was naked, and this time her eyes were squeezed shut. With a literal demon of Sin whispering in my ear, I couldn’t help but take advantage of the opportunity, allowing my eyes to roam down the tall woman’s body and take her in.

She was more lushly built than Cindy. Her breasts were not overly large on her frame, but neither were they small, about the size of a store-bought apple. Her hips were well pronounced - she was lying on her side, and her curves were easily visible in the darkness. I couldn’t make out much color, but her creamy skin all but glowed in the moonlight. Both of her hands were shoved between her legs, and while they blocked my view of exactly what she was doing, the burst of motion from her fingers was an unmistakable clue.

A moment later, she faded - growing more transparent until I couldn’t discern her outline, like a bad 80s special effect. I again brought my eyes to look up at Cindy, who had gone silent. She was turning her head back to look at me, having clearly been seeing the same thing I was. The submissive pleading look on her face was gone, replaced by one of hunger.

The Sin Demon began to pump her hips rapidly, her inner walls squeezing down as she rode me. After a moment, without breaking her pace, she lowered her chest to mine, and I let one of my hands tangle in her short hair to pull her face in for a kiss. I was breathing hard by now, so I kept it short, and once her lips broke contact with mine she leaned in further, whispering hotly into my ear. “Maybe I should bring Aubrette to you. I think I could have her drooling over your cock fast enough.” She punctuated that with a couple rolls of her hips, pulling back until only the tip of my cock was inside her, then slamming down with all of her diminutive weight to squeeze my full length.

The only response I could muster was to wrap my hands around the Sin Demon’s ass, squeezing her pert backside and pulling her against my body so that when my balls tightened and began pumping her full of cum, it was as deep inside her channel as I could manage. She tossed her head back at the feeling, letting out a moan of triumph that Aubrette - not to mention the neighbors on either side of my apartment - couldn’t help but hear.

For several long moments, my entire world condensed down to the feeling of the pussy squeezing rhythmically, milking my cock of every drop of cum I could produce. Then Cindy slowly pulled back, crawling her way down my body to start to delicately lick me clean.

The last sound I heard before allowing myself to drop into slumber while she worshiped my dick was Cindy whispering up to me, “I think you’ll like your new vassal, Master. Just wait until you find out why she was exiled from Faerie.”

Part of me wanted to follow up on that immediately, but it was overruled when sleep overtook me.