Captured

Nessa stumbled clumsily to the nearest friendly inn. She was worn out, dazed, and confused. She quickly booked a room and went in, locking the door behind her. She pulled the curtains shut and sat on the bed. She was trembling. Her route had been compromised, and the enemy had captured her. She was violated by a sworn enemy. In all fairness, she was lucky. She didn't even want to imagine the consequences if a male had captured her.

She looked into her soul pouch, seeing only a single shard. Though she knew she would have to deal with that wretched imp as she gathered more, she would gladly take that over being alone right now. She chose to summon her succubus, perhaps hoping the creature's antics would amuse her. Perhaps because it seemed to be the most coherent of all her minions. The demon looked around the room and furrowed her brow.

"Where's the party?"

"No party tonight," Nessa responded, drawing her knees up to her chest as she sat on the bed, "What do you do when you aren't here?"

The demon was taken aback. Though Nessa had never been cruel to her, she was quite convinced that her mistress didn't like her very much. Nessa was the only mistress she had ever served, but the stories among her kind about the cruelty of warlocks led her to believe this was the norm. What the demon saw was weakness. With a smirk, she decided to tell her something few warlocks ever learned.

"We watch you."

"What?" Nessa gasped, her eyes widening.

"When you banish us, we are able to maintain a link to see you for a short period of time. It's not like the link to your world when you summon us, it's more like an ability we possess. The longer we watch, the harder it becomes to watch. However, if the link to your world is suddenly broken, like when you're knocked unconscious, it's much easier to watch for a long period of time."

"That's impossible."

"With your math only having three dimensions, yes, it's quite impossible to explain."

"How long can you watch?"

"Well, I was watching until you summoned me just now."

Nessa's face lost all color. She turned away from her minion and a tear rolled down her cheek.

"So you watched..."

"Don't lie, mistress. You enjoyed it."

"And now I feel filthy."

"And maybe you are?" the demon grinned wickedly, taking a step towards her mistress. Hearing the hoof touch the wooden floor, she turned to face her minion angrily.

"I can banish you for good!"

"But you wont. I see the way you look, the way you turn away as i look back," she took another step, "and now I know what you like." She cracked her whip, giggling, "Sit on the floor."

"But-"

"Do it."

Nessa never thought she would admit it, but she always did glance at her scantily clothed minion. It always behaved in such a ridiculous way that it never occurred to her to use her position to get what she wanted from it. But now, it appeared that the tables were turned. She slowly sat on the floor with her back against the foot of the bed. Her knees were drawn up to her chest and she hugged them with both arms, staring like a wide-eyed deer up at her minion.

"Let go of your knees and place your wrists together above your head." Once Nessa did as she was told, the demon walked over and tied her hands together to the foot of the bed with her whip. Nessa tested the bonds, eliciting a smirk from the succubus. "You will call me mistress, is that clear?"

"Yes, mistress."

"You can be the mistress in battle, and I can be the mistress in the bedroom. Doesn't that sound fair to you? I'll even make a deal with you." Nessa blinked at her silently, "The more often you summon me, the nicer I'll be. If you don't summon me to your bedroom very often, I'll torture you horribly when you do. Of course, if that's what you want..."

"I'll be good."

"Good girl. Open your legs a bit." Nessa spread her legs slightly and the demon approached, hiking up her robe and removing her panties. "Your pussy is so smooth. Do you have it waxed?"

Blushing, Nessa responded, "Yes, I like how it feels when it's so smooth."

The demon lowered her head between her summoner's legs and parted them further. She dragged her fingertips lightly across her inner thighs, causing the bound girl to spasm and squirm. Suddenly, the demon raised her head to look directly into Nessa's eyes.

"Do you want me?"

"Yes..."

"I don't mean do you want someone for sex. I mean do you want -me-?"

"Yes...you mean so much to me." She lowered her head and said softly, "Didn't you know?"

The demon touched her cheek lightly, wiping away the trail from the tear that had fallen earlier. Seeing such a soft side to her summoner, she couldn't help but feel touched. She blurted out the only thing that came to mind.

"I wont hurt you, I promise."

Even though she meant it, she felt silly getting emotional. She lowered her head again and continued teasing with her fingers, this time touching Nessa's smooth pussy lips. The sudden shock made her gasp, and she strained against her bonds. The succubus planted a light kiss on those hairless lips, and Nessa jumped. Immediately she felt a growing wetness in her most sensitive area. Her minion knew exactly what she was doing. Spreading her lips, the minion darted her forked tongue out and lightly danced it on the tip of Nessa's clit, sending her into convulsions.

"How...ohhhhh..."

"I've been alive much longer than you have. My techniques shadow those of your captor, I promise you that."

Her tongue darted out again, and the light, quick motion drove Nessa crazy. More and more of the demon's tongue came in contact with her clit as she struggled with all her might. Her moaning and screaming grew louder and more frequent as she neared her first orgasm. However, she found herself hovering on the edge of it before she even realized the demon was intending to torture her. She bucked helplessly, begging incoherently. Though it had only been happening for a minute or two, it was already more intense than what the night elf had done to her. Suddenly, the demon withdrew and stood up. Nessa tried to catch her breath. The demon pulled off her leather panties to reveal something surprising - soft cloth panties. Nessa looked at her confusedly.

"What, you didn't think I would want that rubbing on me all day did you?" Then removing her panties she added, "Open your mouth." Nessa did as she was told and the demon gagged her. Unlike Laurelin, the demon didn't blindfold her. Reading what Nessa wanted to ask, the demon simply said, "I want you to look. Don't look away, even when you cum. Don't close your eyes."

The succubus went down on her again, managing to keep her so close to orgasm that she was sure she was about to cum the whole time. She screamed through her gag, obediently looking down at her swollen clit getting licked mercilessly. She felt herself start to go over the edge and threw her head back out of reflex, but the feeling vanished immediately.

"I gave you an order, now you have to be punished."

The demon held the back of Nessa's head with one hand as she continued to torture her clit. Now she was unable to look away. She didn't want to find out what would happen if she tried to close her eyes. She wanted to kick herself for looking away before, as she knew she would have gotten to cum if she didn't. The torture escalated, and suddenly her clit began to pulsate. Her pussy clenched in waves, and her body spasmed out of control. Her eyes widened as she was forced to watch herself cum. She screamed and struggled with all her might, but nothing could stop what was happening. She tried to look the whole time, but she almost blacked out.

When she finally caught her breath, the demon removed the panties from her mouth. She knelt between Nessa's legs and lowered one hand to her dripping pussy. Two fingers suddenly entered her. Before she could make a sound, the demon covered Nessa's hand with her mouth, looking directly into her eyes sternly and keeping her from turning her head. Her finger's pumped in and out of the submissive's pussy.

"You love getting raped by a demon, don't you?"

"Mmmph!"

"Take it."

"Mmph! Mmmmph!"

"Cum. Now."

Nessa screamed and thrashed in her bonds, her body compelled by the order to cum. There was no escape for her. Although she could banish the demon with little more than a thought, she could never do it. The demon pulled her fingers out of Nessa's pussy and licked them clean, then stood up, leaving Nessa's mouth free of a gag. However, that changed quickly. She grabbed the back of Nessa's head and pulled it into her pussy. The young blood elf licked her minion's wet clit, flicking it as she did with the night elf. Her technique was on point, for she quickly reduced the demon to a screaming, bucking mess. She grabbed the back of Nessa's head with both hands and screamed, for the first time ever, her summoner's name.

"Nessa! I'm cumming! Ahhhh!! Nessa!!!"

As she orgasmed, her wings lowered and curled around the both of them. Nessa continued to lick at the swollen clit in front of her, and with each orgasm the demon became weaker and weaker. Finally, she collapsed on the floor next to her summoner. She reached up lazily and released the bonds, then curled up in her summoner's lap.