C3Verse: Community Story 

[Willing Domination Story]  

WRC: White Rose Community 

Disclaimer/Spoiler Alert: Contains Servitude, Light Punishment, and Frequent Use of the Term Master by a Willing Person. This story is Explicit. 

 

From the Author: "Hello, I'm Xarek. 

Explanation of how this story fits into C3Verse if you read my C3Verse:Convention storyline can be found in the description. 

As with my other C3Verse story, this story takes place in a fictional alternate reality to our own where science, technology, medicine, and Magic have become far more advanced. In the early 1900s, a plague struck the people of earth and wiped out more than half the population of the planet, leaving the rest with the great need to advance medicine beyond what they had. With the unbeknown help of the magical community, earth advanced into a new age of technology, medicine, peace, and prosperity for the current 3 billion humans and magical near-humans living on the planet in 2015...  

...almost peaceful I should say. 

I hope you enjoy my new story, I still consider myself very new to writing, so I'd love to hear what you think... please. 

Also, just to clarify, Delee is pronounced like Deli. Delilah just doesn't like it to be spelled that way.  

She is not a Sandwich shop!" 

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Friday, March 13th, 2015, Time 19:46 

Denver, Colorado; Perfettamente Squisito: Fine Italian Restaurant 

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James Richard Dean Black looked up at the woman he wanted to marry, feeling awkward and starting to be filled with slight fear as his heart beat even more rapidly than it had progressively through this night. 

He had just gotten down on one knee and asked the most important question in the world. 

Delilah Greenwood was the most beautiful woman in that world. She had golden hair, beautiful deep blue eyes that sometimes seemed to flash purple in certain light, a perfect pale face, and an excellent lithe form that was currently in a blue satin strapless evening gown. 

She was perfect. 

She was also kind, sweet, passionate, sometimes a little shy, but also loved adventure, history, science, culture, and every fantasy novel under the sun. 

Jimmy really loved her. 

But he might have been a little too forthcoming as his heart sank farther with every microsecond he was on one knee in front of her. 

Everything felt frozen. No one even seemed to be breathing. He could feel the eyes of the silent restaurant on him as his embarrassment and fear grew. 

Delilah's eyes however, hadn't left the purple box with the diamond ring he had been given by his grandmother. 

Out of all his older brothers and cousins, his grandma had given him this ring, because he was always the kindest to her and his brothers weren't the best at finding decent woman to marry, unlike Jimmy had hoped with Delilah. 

Delilah's eyes went upward, a beautiful shining purple shimmering on the blue, and glanced frightened around the room. 

Jimmy instantly regretted doing it in a public Restaurant for two different, yet equally regrettable reasons. 

Delilah hated being in the spotlight. 

And this was what Delilah had told him her favorite restaurant was. She had traveled to meet her aunt in Italy once, and this restaurant reminded her of the best food she'd ever eaten while there 

Now she would always remember Jimmy proposing to her here, and Jimmy didn't think that was a good thing right this second. 

She finally looked up at him, smiled, and nodded before bursting into tears with a very joyful expression on her face. 

He smiled back, put at ease a little, and she let him slide the ring on her as the people around him sighed in relief and started clapping joyfully for them. 

But Jimmy knew something was wrong.  

He had been her friend for three years after meeting her in his senior year of high school, and started dating her a year ago. They had spent a lot of that time together. 

He knew most of the expressions she had made.  

The beautiful smile she currently had on, hid an expression that was filled with sorrow and slight fear. 

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During the rest of their expensive dinner he had saved up for, he caught her looking at the ring with various expressions. Sometimes extremely happy, sometimes with that deep sorrow, sometimes confused, and sometimes there was a hint of anger that he couldn't tell if it was directed at him or herself. 

But she didn't talk about it and he knew her better than to push her when she got like this. If they were alone, she might be a little more open, but right now she was shy, reserved, and quiet. 

During the first part of dinner, he had been the silent one and she had been trying to be the one to get him to open up and tell her what was the matter. She had interrogated him as to why he wasted the money on food he wasn't even eating. 

Now their roles had reversed, and he was eating the cold, yet delicious food slowly for something to do while waiting for the waiter to come with the check. 

He was about to ask her if he could do something for her, when their waiter finally came by at the wrong moment and told them their meal had been paid for by a couple who wished them all the luck and happiness in the world. 

Jimmy glanced around and a really older couple toasted him. He gave them a thumbs up and turned back to his maybe Fiancée. 

Or Maybe not.  

It felt like Schrödinger's cat, maybe engaged, maybe not. His whole life and being hung on the balance of that unknown. 

It had never once occurred to him what would happen if she rejected his proposal. Even now he feared that it still might happen and she was just trying to save him from public embarrassment. 

He had thought she loved him as much as he loved her. 

Delilah waited until the waiter left and Jimmy left him a good sized tip to say the question Jimmy had wanted to hear for a long time, but never had before. Every guy he knew probably wanted to hear her say these words. 

Now he wasn't sure he wanted to hear it at all with how Delilah was acting.  

"Can we go back to my place?" She asked in the sweetest voice in the world that was known to drive guys crazy when they were back in high school. 

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The whole time Jimmy drove, Delilah was silent except for giving him directions. And the whole time she stared at the ring as if he had somehow fused it with her finger. 

Her expression had become unreadable again, which frustrated him. It meant that she was closing up even more. 

He sighed quietly to himself and thought about how lucky he was to even be with her. 

When she had moved into his high school from Georgia in the first month of his senior year, she was already 18. Her gorgeous looks somehow attracted every single guy in the school, no matter their type. Including him. Even her shyness, quirkiness, bookishness, and awkwardness didn't dissuade the guys trying to go after her. 

Everyone thought she was perfect and where other women might be extremely jealous, they actually all wanted to be her friend and tried everything to appease her. 

Every time she walked down the hall buried in a new fantasy book, every eye turned to her. If she ever looked up, she would immediately get an invite to hang out, go to some event, or even go on a date. Though she turned down everyone, they all kept trying. 

Even out of School she seemed to attract people's attention or desire to appease her. It's not every day a couple just up and pays for your pricy food, even with an engagement. 

One day, in the middle of his last year of High School, Jimmy had been feeling extremely sad and depressed as his best friend had just gotten accepted to a college across the country and would graduate early, while his other best friend had just moved away, leaving the 17 year old Jimmy soon to be friendless. 

Then there was the message his mom had sent him that fateful day his life changed forever. 

-Mom< You're dad got the job. We're going to move up to Montana in the spring. We can discuss plans later. 

Jimmy didn't really want to finish the school year elsewhere and he wanted to go to college down here in Colorado, but that would mean his family leaving him behind. He would likely be on his own the few months before he graduated with his parents helping pay for everything he needed while he also worked nights as a janitor. They had discussed this possibility, but it still felt weird for his family to just leave him while he was still in high school. 

He had skipped his math class to sulk, when Delilah found him in an out of the way stairway. 

She had been so sweet to him after she had randomly found him and noticed how miserable he was. Just being around her cheered him up. The mysterious girl had pushed every single other person away, but she had actually sat down and talked to him. The only guy in the whole school too shy to approach her outright. 

He wasn't unattractive. He thought his black curly hair, semi-tan, thin features, and intelligence gave him a lot, but he was shy too. No girl had ever been interested in him and he was always scared of being a little weird around them.  

He had never even asked a girl on a date before he had gotten to know her. 

They had both skipped the next class, which was an advanced art class for Jimmy that was extremely boring as he had already surpassed the teacher's expectations, and they talked some more. 

Then they became friends. 

Then boyfriend and girlfriend. 

Then they were potentially engaged. 

But now, Jimmy wasn't sure they would even be friends after this. Formerly engaged doesn't really revert back down to friends. 

He had always treated her like a gentleman. It wasn't hard to be nice to her with how much he loved her. He tried to show he really cared about her as a person, and not for the looks or charm she had. 

But he knew she was way out of his league. Way too pretty and smart for a nerdy art major like him. 

He has a decent job now, but not much to offer her. 

Then a thought struck him. 'Come to think of it, does she have a job?' 

She never really talked about having one, yet he knew she had money. She often offered to pay for stuff or split the bill. He knew she lived alone like he did, but he wasn't sure where until now. 

The deeper into the suburbs of Boulder City she directed him, the more confused Jimmy became. 

This area was way nicer and more expensive than he expected. And way far from their old high school. 

He knew Delilah had left her parents on her 18th birthday and never spoke about them, saying she lived on her own with some money her Aunt gave her. He had never actually met any of her family and she had never invited him to where she lived. 

'Just how much money had her aunt given her?' Jimmy wondered in amazement as they came to a gated community with a guard station. 

"Roll down your window." Delilah asked quietly as they approached. 

He did so as he came to a stop. The guard looked in and stared hard at Jimmy, looking ready to send him away. 

The man was muscular, barely able to fit into the grey uniform. And his hair, beard, and eyebrows were extremely bushy as he glared at Jimmy. 

Then he noticed Jimmy's passenger and immediately brightned. 

"Miss Greenwood, welcome back. Didn't recognize the car." The guard said with a smile. 

"Thanks Eugene. This is Jimmy, my Fiance." She said with a smile Jimmy could tell was fake. 

"Fiance huh? Well congratulations. Will we be seeing more of him then?" 

"I hope so." 

Those words also filled Jimmy with hope. 

The guard looked at Jimmy suspiciously then took a long sniff. His eyebrows raised and he turned to look at Delilah with a cold look. "There's a little over two hours until sundown Delilah." 

Jimmy glanced at Delilah who was staring at the ring again with a scared look. "I understand." 

The guard left them and the gate opened. Jimmy slowly drove the car in. 

The houses here were huge and looked insanely expensive with large lots between each extremely different style home. Some looked like the newer modern houses while some could have been transported directly from the middle ages. One even sort of looked like an old castle with a moat or creek and a bridge. All were amazing and all were easily multimillion dollar mansions. 

Delilah guided him through the beautiful and quiet community until they came to another gate with a huge and gorgeous French Contemporary Cream house that was lit up to show an amazing yard and garden. 

She pulled out a remote from her purse, as well as a slip of paper. The remote opened the gate while the slip of paper went into Jimmy's hands. 

"This is the code to leave my house for that gate box." She said quietly, still avoiding his eyes. 

Their eyes hadn't met since she had tentatively accepted the proposal. 

He stared at the note and the long code on it. 

She told him, "You may park in the circle in the front. By the door." 

He slowly drove over the cobblestone drive and approached the front porch that had a covered Portico Driveway circle around a huge five tiered fountain. 

Staring at the beautiful arched front doors, Jimmy asked, "Do you really live here?" 

She nodded awkwardly. 

"Alone?" 

She slowly nodded again and he felt a twinge of pity for her. He knew she liked to be alone, but living alone in this huge house would make him feel a little sad for himself, despite how impressive the house was. 

He came to a stop, but didn't turn off the car yet. 

Then something happened he had been praying never happened in his entire life. 

She took his hand and gave him the ring back that he hadn't even noticed she had taken off. 

He stared at it, tears brimming his eyes. 

Her voice choked as it said, "Jimmy... I really love you." 

He had counted every single time she had told him that and everytime he had told her that. It was currently 63 to 63. His last time had been during his proposal. 

She took a deep breath before the 'but' he was expecting came.  

"But if you want to marry me, there are some things I need to tell you first. Things about me. Things about my past. Things about my parents. I would love to marry you, but you may not want to marry me after I tell you everything. If this scares you, you are free to leave at anytime during the night. I will never bother you again, and nothing bad will ever happen to you for not accepting me... if you still want to marry me, you will have to propose again when you are ready. You can also have some time to think about it if you need a couple of days." 

She was quiet for a minute before opening the door and about to get out. 

"Wait." Jimmy demanded softly. "Close the door."  

She did so and finally looked at him with a sad and confused expression. 

He blinked away the tears and got out of the car, going around to her door, and opened it for her with a hand to help her out of the car. Just as he had done on every single date they had been on. 

She gave him a sad smile as she walked past him and went to her front door, unlocking it. 

Then she said, "You are more then welcome to come and leave from my house." 

He thought that was a bit strange for her to say, but this whole evening had been strange after he had pulled out the ring that was now held tightly clutched in his hand. 

When she turned on the lights, he was not expecting the modern looking exterior to have a beautiful Grand Manor interior. 

Paintings of gorgeous landscapes lined one wall of the foyer, sometimes with a castle or cottage. He actually recognized some of the artists and believed them to be originals which he also knew that a few cost well over what he paid for rent each month for his apartment. 

The marble tiled floor had a beautiful flowery circle on it and the tile extended into what looked like a closed study on the opposite wall of the pictures, with an archway on the remaining wall, leading to a large grand room. 

Delilah opened the door to the study and ushered him in as she turned on a few lamps on the tables. 

Shelves lined the room, marble floor to vaulted ceiling, with another set of double arched glass doors on the adjacent wall. A desk looked out from one corner, while the opposite corner between the two doors held two brown leather couches around a beautiful carved wood oval coffee table. The floor had a huge circular woven rug that had to be ten feet in diameter. 

The shelves were filled with books of all styles from classic works in what could have been leather binding, to common paperbacks Jimmy had seen Delilah with over the course of their friendship. There had to be a few thousand books in here. Much more than Jimmy could ever afford and Delilah could have ever read. 

On another beautifully carved oak table near one of the couches sat a neat stack of books he recognized as ones he had let her borrow from his own collection recently. 

She had grabbed the latest book she had borrowed and was currently reading from her purse, adding it to the stack as if telling him that he could take the books back with him when he left her forever. 

Gesturing to the couch next to the stack, she took the opposite couch. Her expression unreadable again. 

He didn't follow her direction and sat directly next to her, trying to show her he still loved and cared about her. Trying to show her he wasn't mad, he just wanted to understand. 

Ignoring the insane amount of money that went into this house that she claimed she lived alone in, he took her soft hand in his and asked, "Delilah... tell me what's wrong." 

They sat quietly for a minute until she finally looked into his eyes. "Jimmy. I love you... You are the best thing that ever happened to me, better than my decision to leave my parents and most of my past behind forever... But I don't deserve you." 

Jimmy smiled sadly at her. "I love you too and I don't feel like I deserve you either. You are so amazing and beautiful. You are also kind hearted, innocent, sweet, and the most amazing girl I have ever known." 

"But I'm not." 

"Not what?" 

"I'm not innocent... I was born a monster." 

He smiled at her skeptically, almost to the point of laughing at the ridiculous notion. "How can you have been born a monster? No one is born evil." 

"I was." 

He stared at her and started to get upset. "You aren't evil Delilah, you have always been good. You were always nice to me. You are nice to everyone. You can't be evil." 

She sighed. "You only have known me for three years James. I had a past before that." 

Seeing that she really believed she wasn't a good person, he decided to go for brutal and honest questions, accepting the consequences. "Have you ever hurt anyone physically?" 

"What?" She asked confused, her eyes flashing purple again. 

"Have you ever hurt anyone physically on purpose?" 

"No." 

"Have you ever hurt any animals on purpose?" 

"No, you know I love animals." 

'And I know they all seem to love you.' He thought to himself. He never understood how animals could like a person so much. He had constantly called her a Cascade Studios Princess over the years with how easily she could handle them and watching them flock to her. 

Everything except cats. Cats were the only thing on the planet she seemed to hate, and they avoided her right back. 

"Are you secretly some kind of master thief?" It was a good theory for how much money she had never flaunted to him. 

"No. My aunt really gave me a lot of money that I also invested and cultivated. She works as a global stock trader." 

Delilah had mentioned that her aunt had been more of a parent to her than her own parents, nut it was still hard to imagine a family member would just give you this much money unless it was inherited. The way Delilah had talked about her aunt made it seem like she was still alive. 

After a moments hesitation, Jimmy continued his interrogation, ignoring the wealth Delilah had.  

"Have you ever broken someone's heart, like you might be doing to mine tonight?" 

He regretted those words instantly, but his anger had gotten the better of him. 'Why was she acting like this?' 

"No." She said, tears filling her eyes again. 

"Have you ever even wanted to hurt anyone? Besides that jerk Don Masterson." 

Don was the quarterback of the football team back in High School that had really annoyed Delilah. She ignored every one of his advances, which just made him more eager to have her. Until he fell madly in love with one of the cheerleaders all of a sudden. 

"No. I didn't even want to hurt him." 

"Then how are you evil?" Jimmy demanded, glaring at her. His voice continued to rise. "You are so kind to everyone and everything. It's your choices that make you who you are and you are good Delilah. You are a good person that I really want to marry... But you are trying to push me away by saying you aren't good. I love you!" 

For the first time in their entire friendship, he had just yelled at her.  

She didn't seem scared of him. In fact, she looked like she felt she deserved it. 

He sat staring at her for a very long time. Their eyes never leaving each other. 

Finally she sighed and said sadly, "Remember you can leave whenever you want to." 

His anger turned to confusion as she wiped her eyes dry.  

"I am not who you think I am Jimmy, but I do love you. Really love you. Which is why I don't want to hurt you in any way. So I'm going to tell you the truth and show you who I truly am." 

He was really confused now. 

Then she spoke one word in a harsh language, as her voice seemed to grow even sweeter yet more terrifying. 

There was a shimmer around her, and suddenly she had changed, making Jimmy shrink back in horror. 

Delilah was still as beautiful as the day they had met, yet her eyes were now a rich purple that seemed to glow in the dim light. Her long blonde hair developed purple tipped highlights.  

Then the real change occured as she had four inch black horns growing from her head in a slight backward curve, also with purple tips on the horn's sharpened points. Her ears had become exaggeratedly pointed and her tongue now looked purple and had a split in the tip as it grew unnaturally long and thinner from her mouth, like a snake tasting the air before it was snatched back inside her mouth. 

Black bat like wings with purple on the leather around the bones and claws fluttered behind her, coming out of just below her shoulder blades. Her canine teeth had lengthened slightly and her purple nails had turned into long purple talons. A black tail with a purple pointed arrowhead tip flicked behind her. 

As Jimmy took in the creature who used to be his friend, he was overtaken by a single thought. Despite how ridiculous and far fetched it was, Jimmy loved fantasy enough to know exactly what Delilah was. 

Delilah was a demon. 

The girl he had wanted to marry for so long, the girl he loved with all his being wasn't even Human. 

The more Jimmy stared at the creature before him who looked like she could easy tear him apart or claw his eyes out; the more he took in of the being that he had read and seen countless stories of as being a soul stealing evil monste; the more he stared at the girl he had wanted to become his Fiancée tonight; the less scared he became of her.  

The look she had on her face was one he recognized as when she was about to first tell him she loved him. A look of nervousness and fear at what she was doing to someone she deeply loved. A look that had no place on the creature she had turned into. 

Then she said another word in the harsh language, and stabbed him on the back of his hand with her claw, as she shed purple tears from her fearfilled and saddened eyes. 

A wave of cold rushed over him as he felt himself shiver, but nothing seemed to have changed other than he was now cold, bleeding, and angry. 

"What the fig was that?!" He demanded.  

She turned to him confused. "You aren't running away?" 

"No! Why did you stab me?!" 

The women he still felt love for, stared at him open mouthed. "You aren't running away."  

This time it wasn't really a question, but he answered it anyway. 

"No Delilah! What's going on? Why are you a suddenly a demon girl?!" 

She surprisingly looked hopeful at him. "I've always been one. I just always used magic to hide it." 

"This is impossible." He said, not really believing those words himself. 

"Touch my wing." She offered, swinging it towards him which made him lean back at the sudden motion. 

Hesitating, he reached out a hand, and touched it. 

She shivered and the wing flapped a bit, but she returned it to his hand. 

It felt soft, warm, and leathery, but there was no way it wasn't real as he felt the blood pulsing through it. 

Her tail came around, offering itself to him. 

He touched it too, stroking the softer leather which made her shiver more. He felt the hardened leathery arrow tip and was surprised at how sharp it was. 

"Why didn't you run away?" She asked, hope still filling her slightly slitted purple eyes. 

"This is..." He struggled finding the right word. "Kind of cool." 

She looked taken aback. "Really?" 

"Well ya, you know I love the video game RuynScápe and play Wizards of Dragonwood the Role-playing game. I know what Succubuses are." 

"We prefer the plural Succubi... You really believe me?" 

He hadn't had much to drink or eat, being extremely nervous about proposing tonight, so he knew he wasn't drunk. And he didn't feel like he was drugged or something, not that he knew what that felt like. His mind felt surprisingly clear. The pain from her claw still hurt with a small amount of blood seeping out of the open wound so he knew he wasn't dreaming. 

She was real. And he honestly didn't care. 

"Yes, I believe you." 

She stared at him as he met her eyes.  

"What?" He asked. 

"Jimmy, do you still love me?" She asked looking hopeful again. 

"Well duh! Do you think you being a demon girl would stop that?" 

"You aren't scared of me?" 

"Oh I'm beyond terrified, but you don't seem like you are out to steal my soul or whatever." A sudden thought and a nervous feeling came over him. "You don't do that do you?" 

She shook her head, purple tears filling her eyes. "I  don't want to. I never have taken a soul." 

He hesitantly took her hand, which made her look down at his touch. 

Noticing the blood on his hand, she licked it with her purple, eight inch long, snake-like tongue. 

He watched amazed as the wound sealed itself and his skin itched. 

As his brain slowly tried to process what was going on, his only thought was, "Why did you stab me?" 

She stared at him, her expression unreadable. "I made you immune to being charmed by me. I thought your love was just a result of my natural and magical charm. Just like everyone else who wanted me." 

He had already seen her do some weird stuff, so magic shouldn't have been so far fetched, but it still seemed a little weird to him as his mind caught up to the crazy world he now found he lived in. 

"You can do magic?" 

She nodded and waved her hands to conjure a small hand held pie and cloth out of thin air. "You didn't eat much for dinner. Would you like this? It's your favorite." 

Feeling uncertain now, he said automatically, "What did you do to it." 

Delilah looked terrified, "Nothing I swear. Sorry, I just wanted to help." 

She set the pie on the table. 

Turning back, she pressed her lips embarrassed. "I don't want to hurt you Jimmy. I would never do anything to hurt you." 

He stared at her as she shrank back in her seat, her wings and tail wrapping around her like a small child in their blanket.  

Jimmy could tell she was telling the truth, at least he hoped she was. She had been lying to him for three years after all, but she still seemed like herself, closing herself off from everything when she was scared and sad. 

'Do I really know that much about her?...I guess she could've done something to me any time we had been together. We've been alone so many times and she never tried anything. She never even tried to force herself onto me. So why would she do anything to me now?'  

He hesitated before he picked up the warm and perfect looking pie and took a bite out of it. 

Not only was it cinnamon and apple, it was the best pie he had ever eaten. 

He turned to her. "This is delicious." 

She gave him a small smile and her wings relaxed. "Thank you. I've been practicing to make it from nothing. To bring you one... one day." 

She stared at him, so he finished the pie to try and comfort her while praying nothing happened to him. 

They sat awkwardly for a minute before he asked, "So are you really a succubus then?" 

She nodded. "Mostly anyway. I kind of never became a fully realized one. On my 66th birthday-" 

"You are 66 years old!?" He cried out, starting to wonder if he really knew her at all. 

But the embarrassed and frightened look she now had on her face was definitely the Delilah he knew, as she glanced towards the foyer. 

'She keeps expecting me to leave and not come back.' He realized. 'No wonder she didn't want me to ask for her hand yet.' 

She hesitated before she clarified, "No I'm 74 years old. Born in 1941. I turned 66 the day I could finally leave my mom and step-dad. I decided to not become a fully fledged succubus that steal the human's souls. I didn't want to do that. I never wanted to do that. I moved out here to get away from them and my aunt set me up in this White Rose Community." 

"White Rose Community?" 

"It's where non-humans and magical humans that are decent people live. The communities are all over the world. You're in one now." 

Jimmy felt a wave of shock. "Wait, so there's more like you?" 

"Well, I'm the only Succubi here, but there are other non-humans that live here. You already met Eugene the full fledged werewolf. He was the security guard." 

"What?!" Jimmy felt terrified as he remembered every single werewolf fact he knew.  

"He's actually a really nice guy, even in wolf form. He is very in control of himself and one of the good ones. He can shapeshift whenever he wants and patrols the grounds with his husband Jarlath Van Alen. Jarlath is a Vampire." 

"You have a bloodsucking vampire living nearby!?" 

She suddenly got very angry with Jimmy. Her teeth seemed to get sharper as her pupils narrowed to cat like slits, her tail flicking menacingly behind her. "They don't like being called bloodsuckers."  

Her face immediately softend as she saw how much she had suddenly scared him. "Sorry. I didn't mean to get angry like that. This community is filled with people that just want to live in peace, away from prejudice and from being like the worst of the their kind. We try and live alongside and help humans, but sometimes humans make it difficult. I'm a little protective of the people here, just like they care about me." 

Jimmy relaxed. "So I guess a gay vampire- werewolf couple isn't that weird then." 

She shook her head. "Jarlath needs blood to survive and Eugene heals fast. It works for both of them. We also have a coven of witches that... sleep together? Like a weird Lesbian orgy group. They are all cousins or something and look similar, but that's just how witches work. They are teaching me magic, so I see them often. And those people are the easiest to explain. Less than a dozen of the 108 members of this community are a normal Human like you. And everyone here is mostly good." 

This was all seeming a bit weird and overwhelming to Jimmy, but he was surprised to find himself believing, and even enjoying everything Delilah had told him. 'This was better than the best Fantasy novel I had ever read.' 

He frowned at her before he asked, "Delilah, is this why you didn't want me to propose, because of all this stuff? Because you are way older than me?" 

She swallowed. "There's a little more to it than that... if you really want to marry me, or at least be with me for forever, you kind of have to do something."  

Whatever it was, seemed to scare her as well as excite her. 

"What do I have to do?" 

She bit her lip with her fangs on display. She actually looked really cute doing it. Just like every time she did it without the fangs. Or horns. Or purple eyes. Or pointed ears. 

He couldn't help but be even more charmed by her now and that confused him. Supposedly, he was immune to being charmed by her, but he didn't know how magic works. He honestly felt no crazy difference in his attraction to her before she made him immune. It was like finding out your Fiancée could play the accordion to him. Something really weird, but far from a deal breaker. 

She swallowed before she told him, "Well, once you accept our union, we can never seperate. I will be bound to you forever." 

Confused, he gave a half chuckle and said, "Isn't that what marriage is?" 

She frowned which made him mumble, "Apparently not." 

Then she told him, "If you accept being bound to me, not only will we know eachother more intimately, I will change your life forever." 

He couldn't keep from smiling. "Still sounds like a real marriage." Then he realized something. "If you are 66 now-" 

"74. I met you when I was 71." 

He swallowed. "How long will you live for?" 

Without hesitation, she said, "I could live for thousands of years." 

'So when I'm old, she would still look young and live well beyond me. I will die way before she will. I must look so insignificant to her.' 

He asked a question that he thought he already knew the answer to, but wanted her to say it. "How do I know you aren't lying to me about your age or anything else?" 

"Because I have no reason to lie to you anymore. I vow on my horns that I will never lie to you again. Succubi can't break a vow on the horns like a human can. It's part of our nature." 

"So when I am a hundred or whatever, You'll look like you're... 20 still?" 

She sighed. "Not exactly... when I said you would change, you would age with me." 

He looked at her shocked. "What?!" 

She shrugged. "You'd essentially be immortal if you were bound to me. We would be together forever. There is a way to break the bond, but it's insanely difficult. Unless either of us die, we are stuck together for thousands of years." 

"Why would that have to happen?" 

He didn't really want to see his family whither and die without him.  

'What if we had kids?' That thought scared him. Then another thought scared him more. 'Can we even have kids?' 

Delilah began to cry her newly purple tears again. She was crying more this evening than he had ever seen her cry before. "We have laws that try keep the peace with humans in place. It's slightly different for a rehabilitated Succubi like me. I am a very rare oddity for my kind, but I have laws I must abide by. They have been around for a millenia. In order for a Succubi or Incubi to marry a human, they have to be bound to them using the old ways... Jimmy, if you want to marry me. You have to bind yourself to me for eternity. If you die, I die with you. If I die, your internal aging clock would start from the age you had very slowly grown up to be, but I would still be with you in some way. We'd be connected. No matter what dimension, plane of existence, or location on this earth, we would always know where the other was, and feel a pull in that direction. I would always want to be by your side. I would be yours." 

He stared at her as his mind slowly processed what she had said. 

"Jimmy, I love you." 

It had finally happened. He had lost count of how many times they said that, but he believed she was winning by quite a few 'I love You's. 

She continued, "And I want you to be happy. If you don't want this..." She shook her head. 

He could hear the unspoken, 'if you don't want me.' 

"... I will be okay. I understand. If you want..."  

She sobbed. Whatever she was going to say next would hurt. 

"...I can even make you forget all about me and everything I said. If you want time to think, then go, take all the time you need. If you never want to see me again... then say so and I will never go near you. This is all your choice." 

He stared at her while she stared at her tail in her lap. She was still crying her weird purple tears. They fell on her blue satin evening dress, staining the fabric and ruining the most prettiest dress he had seen her in. 

'Do I really want this?'  

He was seriously thinking about it. He always wanted there to be magic in the world, a stupid wish that seemed impossible.  

But suddenly there was.  

And he had the opportunity to be a part of it. And he would have a very long time to explore everything.  

'Thousands of years.' 

Jimmy had thought about living forever before. His very curious younger sister Rachel asked him a lot of crazy hypothetical questions, including this one. He had thought a lot about it and would have loved the chance to experience the world. And now the world had gotten bigger and more amazing. 

'I want this.'   

He knew his parents would die in his lifetime already, and he knew he would lose everyone else eventually. But that time would be inconsequential. And he would do it with the most amazing person, the person he loved most in the world. 

Delilah Greenwood. 

He was already ready to uproot his life for her, which was why he proposed. He wanted more from this life. He wanted this more than almost anything else in the world. 

Everything except her. He still wanted her. No matter how demon-like she was.  

Even if he didn't know all she had been through, he knew her. He knew she wasn't evil. He knew who she was inside of that beautiful demon appearance. And he was 100% sure of that. 

'Maybe 90%' 

He smiled and stood from the couch. 

She flinched as he approached, but didn't look up at him. 

He got down on one knee and held up the ring that was still in his hand. 

"Delilah Greenwood. Will you marry me." 

Tears filled her eyes again and she smiled... 

For just one second. 

Then she frowned. "There are still a few things you should know first." 

"I don't care. I came to dinner tonight expecting to spend forever with you. It might be a little longer than I thought forever was, but that just might be better. I love you Delilah Greenwood." 

She sighed, glancing away. "My name is actually Dahiri Blackwood." 

He almost winced. He really liked her fantasy like name. And now it sounded even more fantasy like, but Blackwood's were usually the bad guys in these stories.  

He didn't care. Good people can come from the least likely of places. And he was 99% sure he had a good demon on his hands. 

"Oh... Well then." He cleared his throat and asked for the third time. "Dahiri Blackwood, will you Marry me." 

She glanced at him still frowning. "Are you sure? This isn't something that's like a normal marriage. You can't exactly get rid of me. We can't get divorced. You can't have another woman-" 

"I have never even been with another woman. I want you. You are the only one for me. I don't care how long we live together, I don't care what weird ritual or blood oath I have to do to get you to marry me, as long as it doesn't involve killing something. I want you... Dahiri. I accept you." 

Her eyes looked hopeful again, but she still hesitated. "Jimmy. There's a little more to our bond than just marriage." 

"Like what? I don't turn into one of-" 

"No, nothing like that. In order for a Succubi to marry a human. That human, has to become the Succubus's Master." 

He finally lowered his hand with the ring. "What?" 

She seemed sad, but pressed on. "I have urges and the closer I get to 79, the more I will desire to be with men. If I have a Master, then I will only want him." 

He felt skeptical. "Really? That's it?" 

"There's a little more to it than that, but that's the gist of it. You will really be my Master. I will obey every command you give me. I will never be able to tell you a lie, which I already promised not to do. I will always desire you, physically and sexually. I will never want to leave your side. I will do anything for you to please you." 

Jimmy had a million thoughts racing through his head, but he knew she wasn't joking. 

He cleared his throat and asked, "And If I don't want to be your master?" 

Dahiri looked scared. "It's against the laws of the magical community for a Succubi to marry a human unless they are bound. We couldn't even really have sex without me hurting you. And then I might be targeted by The Hunters. They seek out evil people that break the major laws of the magical community the aligned with and kill or imprison them. There are other even worse things that would happen if you aren't my Master. If you want to be with me, I have to be yours forever." 

"Do you even want that?" 

She smiled eagerly and nodded. "I do. I want you too Jimmy. I love you and I want to be with you forever. I've wanted you to be my Master since the day I told you I loved you. I just... didn't know how to tell you all this." 

He made up his mind. "Okay." He held up the ring. "Do you want to marry me Dahiri Greenwood?" 

She smiled. "Blackwood." 

"Sorry. Not much of a name disguise by the way." 

"I just wanted to be different than my family." 

He smiled. "How about it Dahiri Blackwood?" 

She hesitated again. "If you want to marry me, I have to bind myself to you tonight." 

"Tonight?! We have to get married tonight?" 

"No, we can still have a human wedding in a while. I really want to have one with you. It's just... we have to be bound immediately. Your proposal will be our binding ceremony. We can't announce our union without me being bound to you... Plus, I don't think your parents would appreciate it if we just eloped." 

"No they would not." Jimmy remembered his older brother's first wife and how mad his parents had been. 

'At least they really liked Delilah.' 

Another thought struck him and the ring went down again. "Does this mean I have to leave my family forever?" 

She looked startled and shook her head rapidly. "Oh no. No. I can make us appear like we are getting older. We may have to leave any nieces or nephews behind for good one day and fake our deaths, but that's standard procedure." 

"This happens often?" 

"Well... a succubi and a human doesn't happen very often, if at all in the last couple thousand years. But that's what Eugene had to do to his family over 100 years ago. He drinks an elixir to stay young for Jarlath." 

"What about our kids?" 

She bit her lip and glanced down. "Do you want kids with me?" 

He shrugged. "I thought about it, but I never knew how you felt about it. Can that even happen?" 

She nodded. "It's complicated, but I can bare your children. They'll be Human like you, but they will grow old and die like anyone else without magical interference." 

He nodded. They had never really talked about kids before and he had always told himself that he would only have them if his wife wanted them. Not having kids wasn't really a deal breaker for him. 

But they could figure that out in the future. They had plenty of time. "Anything else I should know?" 

She thought about it. "We will be able to read each others minds occasionally, I guess that's important." 

"Really?" He asked hesitantly. So far that seemed like the worst condition. 

He had read far too many books about mind readers and about how letting someone into your mind rarely ended well. His initial shock ebbed though, as he realized he would be letting the love of his life see how much she meant to him. 

"It's part of the Master-Succubus relationship. I will know your thoughts to better please you and you will know mine to better control me." 

"I don't want to control you." 

She sighed. "I know, but this is the only way." 

He made his finale decision. "I love you Del- Dahiri. I will do this so we can be together. But I don't want to go too far. I promise not to abuse my..." he fumble for the right word. 

"Masterhood?" She offered. 

"Sure. I won't abuse you or hurt you." He took a deep breath. "What do I have to do." 

She stood up and brought him off his knees with her. He was actually a little taken aback by how easily she pulled him up and he realized she might be way stronger than she looked. 

After staring into his eyes for a moment, she asked, "Are you sure? Once you do this, you will never be able to go back." 

He was determined. His mind had never felt so clear, and he really loved this demon woman, so he nodded. 

She smiled and kissed him on the cheek.  

They had never kissed properly before. She kissed his hand and cheek sometimes, but never wanted to kiss his lips. 

He wondered if that was some Succubi thing. 

She led him behind the desk and tilted a random book from one of her bookshelves, which made one of the shelves push backward and slide over, revealing a spiral staircase.  

Always a fan of secret passages and puzzles, Jimmy noted, "That's cool." 

"Thanks. I know how much you love this stuff. I love it too. If you want, you could live here with me. What's mine will become yours. Even my vast fortune. You may do with it whatever you want." She smiled happily and was about to go down the dark stairs, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. 

"Look-" 

She interrupted. "Jimmy, if you want to still call me Delilah, or Delee, that's perfect. I really like that name which is why I picked it. As a matter of fact, I'd prefer it, but you may call me whatever you wish. You'll just have to use Dahiri sometimes as it's my real name." 

He smiled. "Delilah, I love you. But I'm only doing this master thing because It's the only way to be with you. I still want you to be independent." 

"Jimmy, I will be yours. I want to be yours. You will practically own me and that's everything I want from you. It's my dream for you." 

He sighed in frustration. "But I still want you to be your own person. I want to do what you want too. I don't need your money, or your obedience. I just want you to be happy." Then her words finally caught up to him. "Wait, did you say own you?" 

She closed her eyes. Then opened them with a serious look. "Pleasing you is what will make me happy. I am not human. I will never be human, no matter what I look like. We are members of different species and Succubi have different wants and needs that humans can't comprehend. I want to be owned by you. I want to please you. I want to worship you. I want to be yours. I want to do those things forever. That's just who I am. You need to accept that that is what you are bonding with. I will be yours because that is what pleases me. What will make me happy." 

Her face softend before she added, "But I can see you are having trouble with this. There are some things I may want to do or try with you. I promise I will tell you what they are if they come up and you can decide if we want to do them... is that okay?" 

"No! I don't want to own you. People shouldn't own other people. It's inhumane!" 

"I'm not human." She sighed, clearly hurt by is rejection. "I don't mind you owning me. I give myself to you freely. But that's okay Jimmy. I knew you would give yourself to me when you wanted to marry me. Didn't the thought ever cross your mind that you would worship me? Or give everything you are to me? Isn't that the way humans feel when they fall in love?" 

He sighed, looking down at how the tile connected to the dark polished wood of the stairs they still stood on. "Yes. I always wanted to worship you. You're perfect." 

"I'm not-" 

"But you are Delilah! You are to me." He took her hand stared into her newly purple eyes. Her irises seemed slightly larger than before and he found he liked the slightly sparkly purple better than the blue he had loved for three of the best years of his life. "Do you really believe that you are evil?" 

After she stared into his eyes for a long time, she sadly shrugged, genuinely not sure if she believed she wasn't evil. "I really haven't ever hurt anyone, but Succubi are really-" 

He didn't care for her excuses as he interrupted. "Do you believe you are evil by what you've done?" 

"No." She finally said. 

"I don't either. And I can see that you aren't, no matter your lineage. I don't see why such a good person needs a master. Why a good person needs to be controlled. I don't want to control you because I love you. I want us to be equals. Partners. I would do anything for you." 

"I know Jimmy. I may be yours in a sense that would be hard for you to understand, but I know how you will be as my Master because you are a good person too. Can you be satisfied at being my Master with the knowledge that I know how good you will treat me, how much you will love me with me accepting the consequences? I really promise to tell you anything that would interest me. Anything that I may want to try. I swear it on my horns." 

Jimmy nodded, not really satisfied with how their relationship would be, but content in her willingness to accept this. "I'll hold you to that promise." 

She smiled sadly at him and informed him, "You can make me hold it if you want. It could be one of your first commands." 

He didn't really want to command her to do anything, but he figured he may not have a choice. 

'I will have to be careful what I say to her for the rest of my life... my unnaturally long life.' 

She took his hand and they started down the dark wooden stairs. 

"Delee, I can't see-" 

"Oh, sorry." She snapped her fingers and the stairway lit with a bunch of candles with bright purple flames. 

Despite the terrible feelings he had right now, thinking about how she would be enslaved to him, he couldn't help but to feel amazed by the use of magic and felt excited to see more. "This magic stuff is pretty cool." 

She grinned happily. "I know. I can't wait for you to use my powers. As my Master, you can command me to do anything and I'll be able to do so much more at your command than I ever could without you. Your every wish will be mine to give." 

He didn't really want to use her like that, but changed the subject. "So can you see in the dark?" 

"Of course." She said as if it was a dumb question. 

After what felt like three stories on the spiral stairs, they finally came down to a cobblestone floor. 

An iron door sat in a stone recess with two purple flame torches on either side of it. 

"You have a dungeon?" He asked as a joke, trying to lighten his mood. 

"If you want to lock me in here, you can." 

He stopped and stared at her. 

She broke out laughing. He had always liked her laugh, and right now it helped improve his trepidation. Even though it showed off her sharp fangs and serpentine tongue.  

Her purple tongue seemed able to thicken and shrink similar to a normal one that stretched out, but to the extreme going from an inch wide inside her mouth to as thin as a pencil if she stuck it out all the way. 

Dahiri caught her breath. "That was a joke, but not a lie. I know you don't want to lock me in here... but seriously you could if you ever needed to. I would never be able to escape if you sealed me in here and said the right phrase like 'I command you to stay in here until I release you'. But that's just for extreme circumstances or if you needed some alone time." 

He could tell how serious she was, despite trying to be funny about it, when something occurred to him. "Wait, when you said you would be with me-" 

"I will never want to leave your side again." She said with a very happy, excited, and sharp toothed grin. 

'I'm down to 70% sure I know her now... What is with her. She has been acting like a completely different person. She is really eager to give me her life.' 

Jimmy figured this might be how she really was when she was herself, but at least she still seemed to mostly be the Delilah he had originally fallen in love with. It was always strange to see her get excited about something weird when she was alone with him. Like when she found a cool fantasy book that she had to tell him about. Or an interesting animal that didn't really belong around the area and made him sit and watch it with her for several minutes. 

She reached for a black chain necklace that hadn't been there a second ago with a ornate key with a purple gem on the handle and handed It to him. "This is yours now... Master." She smiled at him with a loving look in her eye. 

"I don't want you to call me that." Jimmy said firmly. 

"I didn't think you would, but you do not get a choice. When you accept this bond, your title will become Lord and Master James Black-... well normally you have to hyphenate your name with mine, but I think we can just accept Blackwood right?" 

"What?!"  

He didn't really want to change his name and was sure his parents wouldn't like it. 

Then he wondered to himself, 'What else is she not telling me... maybe this needed more discussion.'  

When Delilah got excited about some things she could get a little forgetful and rush headfirst into whatever she was happy about.  

She got excited again. "I'm serious. Sorry, but that's just how this goes. With our bond, you become an honorary Blackwood. That means my family, especially my parents, can never do anything to you and you have all the rights and privileges of Lord and Master over one of the Succubi Race. People will call you Lord James, or Master Jimmy. You don't really have a choice in the matter. Certain people will expect you to be called that, and to me you'll always be my Master." 

He stared at her as he thought, 'What am I getting myself into.' 

Her pleased expression saddened and she sighed. "James. I love you and I really want this to work. You can go right now, get in your car, leave here, and I will never bother you again. But if you open this door for me- for us. This is it. There will be no going back from this... I'm serious. You and I will be bound for an unnaturally long lifetime together. I don't want to make you mad at me for eternity. I want you to be happy. I want us to be happy." 

Jimmy stared into her glowing eyes in the candle light. He had never seen her this determined or serious before, and she was a pretty serious person. 

Remembering something she said earlier came to him. "You said that if you weren't married by 79, in five years, you would start desiring men. What would you do if I just left?" 

Her face fell more and tears brimmed her eyes again. He realized they had a faint glow to the clear purple liquid. 

She bit her lip hard. 

He swallowed and said, "You told me you wouldn't lie to me. Now tell me the truth. What would you do Dahiri." 

Tears burst forth as she said in a small voice, "I'd die inside... I really love you Jimmy. More than anything in this world. I have never wanted anyone else and there would never be anyone else. You are the best person I have ever met in my life and I want to share the rest of my life with you. I want to be yours forever. I will never find anyone else because of how amazing you are to me. I... I..." 

Jimmy was crying too now, and he never cried in front of anyone. He usually kept his emotions bottled up, but the last few hours had been an emotional Rollercoaster. "Aren't you scared of being enslaved to someone forever?" 

She cried out and rose her voice, it echoed in stone walled stairwell, making him jump. "Of course I am! I don't want to be obedient to someones every wish. To never have any secrets for myself. To never be alone... but that's why I want you. I know you James. I know your heart. I can literally feel the goodness in your soul, and yes I can really do that. Your soul is the best one I have ever felt in my entire life. I know you just as much as you think you know me. I don't want to spend the next four years trying to find someone else. And I really don't want to spend eternity going through men, having to steal or suck part of their souls to survive. That's what I would be forced to do. I'd be enslaved to my urges to steal men's souls. With you, our love is eternal. I would never need anyone else but you. I would never need someone else's soul. Your love for me, and your masterhood would keep me away from a life I don't want. I want to share everything I am with you. You would never do anything to hurt me... Look at you, still in love with me after I stopped charming you. Still wanting me even though I'm a demon from a dark plane of existence. Refusing to be called my Master and not willing to accept complete power over me. James 'you' are perfect. I love you and I'm willing to do this with you. There is no one else I would trust with this." 

He stared at her for a moment before wiping her tears away and holding her face.  

"I believe you. I'll do this for you." He said before going for a kiss, caught up in the moment, but she stopped him. 

"Sorry, can't do that yet. The ritual has to start or you will be enamored by me and then I will control you." 

He stepped back. "Oh... I guess that explains a lot." 

She nodded. "I've always wanted to kiss you, but I love you too much to want to enslave you to me against your will." 

Before he could argue that she was enslaving herself, she added, "I chose this. I want this. I want you and I want you to become my Master. After this, we can kiss whenever you want to." 

After staring at her for a long minute, Jimmy looked down at the key in his hands and threw his life away. 

He wanted her too, and he was determined to make sure to not treat her as his slave. She would be his equal no matter what. 

Jimmy unlocked the door and pushed it open. 

The room on the other side burst on fire with powerful purple flames and he took a step back in fear. 

She smiled. "It's okay. The flames are harmless." 

Delilah stepped into the room and the flames grew brighter, engulfing her. 

He hesitated before lifting a hand and slowly held it in the flame. 

It was warm, but also felt cool against his skin. Like sticking his hand into a cool stream on a really hot day. 

Delilah's hand reached through the fire as she shouted over the roaring flames, "If you leave me now, I'll be stuck in here for seven days until the fire dies. The longer you wait, the hotter the flames get for me." 

He rolled his eyes at her willingness to trust him with her life, then took her soft taloned hand. 

She guided him through the fire and he stood in the eye of the storm as the fire began to twist around the cobblestone pentagon on the floor. 

Looking very happily at him, she stated, "We need to get this going now. I'll tell you what to say, okay?" 

He nodded. 

She kissed him on the cheek again. "I love you." 

"I love you too Dahiri." 

She smiled and started speaking in the strange language.  

The purple fire that swirled around them grew hotter and whiter as it also started going higher than the six feet it had started with. 

She stopped and stared at him as her eyes started to turn completely purple, growing brighter than the flames around them. 

Taking his hands, she froze as she felt the engagement ring that he was still clutching. She smiled and grasped his hands tightly in hers. 

"James Richard Dean Black, son of Richard and  Daphne Black, I swear myself to you forever." 

She knelt in the ground in front of him. 

The fire grow stronger around him as even more purple flames danced in the air that spelled out words. 

'Say: I accept you Dahiri Blackwood.' 

He took a deep breath. "I accept you Dahiri Blackwood." 

An orange flame in his exact favorite color of rust trickled into the firey purple and white tornado. 

More words appeared and he read them, "With this ring, you are bound to me." 

The ring in his hand grew hot as light seeped from the clear diamond on it. To his shock, the diamond turned orange and the ring nearly burnt his hand. 

'Put it on me dummy.' The writing told him. 

He smiled and put it on her ring finger. 

Purple stardust swirled around it before the dust turned orange and Delilah winced as it seemed like her flesh began to sear from the ring. 

He was about to take it off her, but she snatched her hand away and glared at him. 

He stopped and waited. 

Delilah composed herself. "I swear to serve thee for eternity by mine own will." 

She bowed her horned head to the ground, wings stretching outward to lay flat against the ground. 

Jimmy hadn't realized how big her bat like wings were earlier, and wondered if they could shrink as they now appeared to stretch into the flames that moved around the leathery part of her like her wings had a forcefield. 

More words appeared, "I accept Dahiri of the Succubi as my own." He hesitated as he read the next line he was supposed to say, and saw her tail curl in what he guessed was fear.  

Taking a deep breath, He said, "I will be forever more known as Lord and Master James Richard Dean Blackwood as I accept this demoness as my servant." 

All the flames immediately died. 

He looked down at the kneeling succubus wondering if he had done something wrong. 

"Delilah? Are you okay?" 

"Yes Master. I am."  

She smiled up at him with her eyes back to their normal purple. Then she leapt up to wrap around his body passionately and kissed him, her snake-like tongue sliding into his mouth to wrap around his tongue. 

He broke his head away, startled. "What are you doing?" 

Her face fell. "Oh, I might have forgot to mention the last part. We have to consummate our bond." 

Jimmy balked. "You mean like... with sex?" 

She frowned and nodded. "I know you wanted to save yourself for marriage, but we need to do this here and now. You must orgasm inside of my womb to seal the bond." 

He stared at her. "Now?" 

She nodded and was about to wave her hand, when it shuddered violently and she snatched it to her chest as if in pain. 

He looked at her concerned. "What was that? Are you okay." 

"Yes. I just need your permission to use magic now." 

He stared at her in shock. 

"I'm sorry but you are my Master and I'll need your permission to do quite a few things. I am yours to command forever now-" her mouth shuddered. 

Trying to understand what was going on, and remembering how she had acted before all this, he said, "Did you just try and call me dummy?" 

Delilah had often done that when she was a little upset with him, or he said or did something stupid. He had always loved it. 

She nodded.  

Then he laughed. "So what, you can't speak a bad word against me." 

"No Master." 

He shook his head in amusement. "Fine. Do I have to say, 'I command you' every time you need to pee?" 

"No, but I may need your permission to do that Master." 

Now he shook his head in frustration. "Delilah, you are forbidden to call me master." 

"Sorry, that's not one you can do... Master." 

"What?!" He had wanted to try that one immediately. 

"Sorry. I'll give you a Manual later that will explain everything, but we need to hurry, I'm getting desperate." 

He stared at her and noticed how aroused she appeared. Her pupils were huge and she was shivering a bit while breathing heavily. He could feel heat emanating from her while he also felt her rapidly pounding heartbeat from her skin on him. She was definitely holding herself back, even though she was already wrapped around him. 

'Was this what animals in heat were like?' 

He sighed. "You can use your magic." 

She immediately waved her hand, spoke a word, and a swirling vortex of purple appeared in the air before an entire four poster king sized bed dropped from the portal and crashed to the ground. 

"Master, please tell me to please you." She was starting to rub her groin against him with her tail wrapping around him, sticking out from the back of the dress. 

He hoped he wouldn't regret this and said, "Okay." 

She immediately pressed her lips to his again as her hand shot down into his pants to rub his erection. 

Her dress started to smoke and then it burned off of her revealing her naked pale skin. 

She released him, flapping her now smaller wings so she flew upward to reveal herself fully to him. 

He tried to look away from her, extremely embarrassed at her exposure, but she flapped back towards him and grabbed his chin gently in her clawed hands, "No. My whole body is yours now. You are free to look at it." 

She flapped away and determinedly looked at him. 

Jimmy took a deep breath before he stared openly at her naked form. He had never really seen a woman like this before and felt awkward as she looked pleased as he took her beautiful body in. 

It was perfect. Not a single blemish on her pale skin. Her breasts hung slightly, but weren't so large as to look unmanageable. Her narrow waist curved over her rounded hips. Then he could openly see her pink womanhood, and felt a strange urge to have sex with her. 

Then she twirled in the air and came back to stand before him. "Do you like what you see Master." 

He admitted, "You look beautiful." 

"Thank you Master. You are really handsome yourself." 

He really hated being called that. Then he got an idea. "You can call me Jimmy or James if you want to." 

She smiled. "I see you are learning Jimmy. You big..." 

Shuddering again, she looked frustrated in more ways than one. 

"You can call me dummy too, as long as it's in a loving way." He said with a smile. 

Returning the smile, she pressed her soft pink lips to his again and took off his jacket. She tossed it away and he broke away to complain, not wanting his best suit on the stone ground, but saw it hanging in the air as if on an invisible coat rack. 

"All of my Master's possessions are precious." She said with a smile. 

"Including you?" He asked with half a smirk, while also regretting saying she was his possession. 

She nodded with the biggest of smiles and grabbed him gently by his tie to take him to the bed. On the way he kicked off his shoes. 

Pushing him gently to the bed, she took off his socks, tossing them behind her to float lazily to be put in the shoes. 

"You're pretty good at that." He told her. 

"Thanks. Levitation magic comes easily for Succubi. But we have all the time in the world to show you more." 

The beautiful Succubus pushed him to the bed with a kiss, before she undid the tie and unbuttoned his shirt. She broke away to help it off him and tossed them to hang by the jacket. 

A part of him realized this could all be a ruse to get  him vulnerable enough for her to take his soul, but he knew there was nothing malevolent going on.  

He didn't know how, but he knew she wasn't evil. He could feel it in his soul. 

She licked his face with her thin tongue, then slid slowly down his body to his pants. Undoing the belt and pants, she slid them off him, and tossed them to float with the shirt. 

His phone fell out of the pants pocket midway and she leaped off of him to catch it mid air, a foot from the floor, and bring it back. "I'm sorry-" 

He interrupted her. "Hey, it's okay. I know you didn't mean to do it." 

She winced. "But I did something wrong." 

He looked at her confused. "It's an accident. I know you didn't mean to do it. I forgive you." 

She pressed her lips together in fear, before she said, "I need you to punish me." 

"What?! It was an accident. It's fine." 

"No I need to be punished. It's part of the contract we made." 

He stared at her incredulously.  

She sighed in frustration. "If I do something wrong, I have to be punished or... I can't feel pleasure." 

"You have got to be kidding me." His heart sank. 

"No I'm not. I can't lie to you master, even as a joke. Please, I really need you to do this so we can consummate our love. 

"But I forgive you. It wasn't a big deal." 

"You can say you forgive me all you want. However, I did something wrong and as my Master, you must punish me. Please Jimmy. I'm sorry I dropped your phone. Please punish me." 

She was now rocking back and forth, looking hungrily at him. 

'Should have read the fine print.' He thought to himself and shook his head in frustration. 

"I want to see that contract." 

As soon as he said that, a purple circle appeared between them and a book fell into his bare lap. 

The 12 inch square book looked like it had been made yesterday, but only if yesterday was in medieval times. The brand new leather book had parchment paper and was only about 20-30 pages long. It had a title that said: 

The Book of The Contract of The Succubus and Master 

Jimmy then realized just how careful he needed to be with what he said as he had just commanded her to give him that book. 

He pushed the book aside. "Fine." Thinking quickly, he said, "I punish you with a pinch." 

Then he pinched her bare leg above the knee. 

She immediately looked relieved then smiled, "I knew I chose well." 

Without waiting, she tore off his boxers and dove mouth first onto his erect dick. 

He collapsed inward at the sudden and amazing pleasure he felt.  

Jimmy had never even masterbated before, being a little scared and embarrassed of doing it, but now he had a very beautiful woman sucking his penis in a way that was very intense, with her tongue flicking out of her mouth to tease his ballsack, even wrapping around it. 

Seeing the Succubus that was now his fiancée doing this for him, was extremely arousing and he felt his penis twitch in her mouth while she bobbed up and down on it. 

Her eyes never left his as her silky mouth and teeth pleasured and tickled him to the point he felt something deep within himself.  

Then the pleasure erupted into his first orgasm while he gasped and felt his body tense in mind numbing pleasure he instantly loved. 

She eagerly drank his semen, while his vision blurred for a moment. 

When he was finished, his first thought was that he couldn't wait to experience that again. 

He stared down at Delilah as she released him, her purple tongue unwrapping from around his length. 

She smiled and started climbing up him, before she froze. "That was your first time?" The look of shock deepened. "First time orgasming ever?" 

He swallowed. 

'How did she-' 

"I will be able to read your surface thoughts remember?" 

He did remember she had said that and she gave him a 'I told you so look.' 

She explained, "Everytime you orgasm inside of me, I will gain some of your memories, wishes, and desires. I will know every secret you have and- of course I won't tell anyone. You are my Master and I will keep all your secrets." 

He had just thought about how she could tell everyone everything. 

Smiling happily, she said, "You really do love me. You've never loved anyone more than me and never had a girl you liked more than me." 

Her eyes started brimming with brighter purple tears, but from obvious happiness. 

"You kept count of all the times we said we loved eachother? That's so sweet. I love you too... Now it's your turn." 

"My turn for what?" He asked as he thought, 'Did she expect me to make her orgasm orally?' 

"Yes, you dummy. I want you to eat me out. You need to do it, then you must orgasm in my womb. No I can't get pregnant from that... yes this mind reading thing wears off after an hour... not exactly an hour more like 66 minutes... It's just part of the succubi thing, a lot of things have to do with the number 66...The mind reading thing is temporary for the most part... I mean that if you try and communicate with me with you mind, I'll be able to hear it and vice versa... don't worry, I'll be happy to show you how to do that... sorry Master. I'll stop." 

He was really annoyed with her being able to answer his every question without him even being able to really ask it. 

And he was about to feel the same thing with her. 

She sighed. "Are you going to ask that question swirling in your head, or should I just answer it?" 

He glared at her.  

She smiled. "Just use your tongue and stick it in me. Swirl it around. If you keep your eyes on my face, you'll be able to tell my reaction and use it to your advantage. Or just read it out of my mind. But do whatever you want. I'm yours." She smiled and added, "Yes you may use my clit. Just make sure you drink my juices. I know I taste good." 

Her face fell as another question came to his head. She told him solemnly. "If you love me, don't ask that please. You may realize soon enough anyway." 

His final thought had been If she had ever been with anyone before, and now he really regretted even thinking about it. 

She let Jimmy ask for himself, "Where should I sit." 

"We can do this however you want. I can sit on your face. I could lie down. I can sit on your shoulders and hold myself to you. You are in charge... I just went for sucking you off with how desperate I was and because you agreed to let me please you. Was that wrong?" 

He had thought about how she took charge in blowing him off. He also realized that if he agreed that what she did was wrong, she would need be punished again. 

She smiled right before he told her. "You are free to choose how you want to please me." 

"I knew you were going to say that without reading your mind. But I do want you to choose. I'll just guide you okay?" 

"Okay Delilah." 

She smiled and kissed him. 

To his surprise, he tasted a sweet liquid on her lips.  

She broke away and answered his thought. "You're semen magically changed inside me. I made it sweeter. The only time it doesn't happen is if you ask me to make it so I can become pregnant... It's so we can have sex without me having to bare your children... no Master. Any children I would bare for you would be yours. I would care for them, love them, and raise them for you, but I could never call them mine." 

He openly stared at her as he thought how horrible that would be for her. To never call the children she birthed her own. 

And again, she read his thoughts. "It's okay Master. I would be the best mother I could be to them. And we can have as many as you want over your long life. But having kids will always be your choice." 

He hesitated before asking aloud, "Do you even want to have kids? Kids that can't really be yours." 

She stared at him for a long time and smiled as he pictured the two of them holding two children. "I want whatever you desire James Blackwood. But I would love to raise kids we will both love with you one day. But I can see you aren't ready yet. For now, we should finish this." 

She hopped off him and got into the exact position he had just pictured her in. Laying on the purple comforter, head on the purple satin pillows, legs open, and her visibly wet vagina ready for him. 

He stared at her, never expecting to have a girl that wanted him to orally please her. 

'She is so beautiful. Even with everything succubus, she still looks perfect.' 

Her lips pressed together in slight, but happy embarrassment. 

He crawled toward her and bent close to her womanhood. It seemed to becon to him with its moisture seeping out of the first vagina he ever had seen in person and not from health class books or occasional unbidden pop-ups while online. 

Hesitating, he glanced up to meet her eyes. She nodded and his tongue slipped from his mouth, going down to gently penetrate her wet folds. 

His first thought was that her slightly musky lips smelled nice, then he tasted her and found out she really did taste delicious. Kind of sweet and salty. He really liked her hot, soft, and wet insides. 

Then his mind was invaded. 

'Shtozohgcaviiuhf emlaplixhbbrbtvvyaiao ixjbsbjdibavhkforrs yes kdknvsiifjheviiishjdr keep jndioxugve going master ifijrbhkaijbbdkofuh Please, I need your release. Jskjfhebbjduuinnejudu' 

Her thoughts swirled around him rapidly, engulfing his head, but he found he couldn't stop licking her delicious fluids.  

Her sweet voice broke through the madness in his head and he was able to drown out the other thoughts. 'My Fluids are only addicting the first time unless you want it to happen again. I'm sorry, but we are not completely one yet.'  

Gathering his own thoughts, he began going deeper into her. 

Her thoughts continued to speak to him as she moaned in ecstasy. 'Ooo yes. Just like that. You are so amazing Master. I will be yours forever. Nothing can stop us when we are bonded. I will be yours and you will do whatever you want to me. But I know how good and amazing you are. I can't wait until my soul is yours forever.' 

He tried to pull away, but he couldn't. 

With all his focus he thought, 'I don't want your soul!' 

'You don't have a choice Master. It's already being pulled from my body. But don't worry. It's not a bad thing for you to have my soul. I offer it freely to you.' 

She was moaning aloud now. 

'Please, deeper Master. I need you so much.' 

He sighed inwardly and buried his face into her, before coming out and licking her clit. 

She gasped and yelled "Master!" As she sprayed his face with fluids.  

His body moved on its own and began swallowing the stream of delicious juices leaving her, until his mouth was pressed against her wet lips again, drinking in her spray. 

Soon her strange swirling thoughts became clearer, and he was overwhelmed by a flood of memories not his own. 

~'Mommy grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the girl I was playing with on the swing set. 

"We don't play with the Humans. They deserve nothing from us, the filth. We should devour their souls and leave them to rot." My mother told me in the Demonic language. 

"But why?" I asked in the human language of German as I looked up at her. 

"Because we are infinitly better than they are! Now stop using the human tongue!"~ 

~'I opened my mouth, sticking my human disguised tongue into the waiting and moist lower lips of human woman I met at the bar, as she did the same to mine underneath me. I knew this was a one night stand, but it was still nice to get a release from her. 

I couldn't wait to find the one so that I could cherish and worship them forever. Sex will feel so much better when I can properly love them.~ 

~'I yelled at my parents in perfect English with an upper London accent to annoy them, "The humans don't deserve this. They are good. They are innocent. They should be protected from creatures like you, you vile demons. They deserve our help, not to be enslaved and harvested!" 

My father spoke firmly to me with a furious glare that would send any human running away screaming, "I am so disappointed in you... I wish you weren't my daughter." 

I felt relief wash over me. "Well good because you deserve to rot in the nine layers of hell until the end of all time. I hate you all!" 

I finally left them, happily leaving everything behind. It was the best birthday I had ever had. I hated being forced to live with them until I came of age. 

But now I was free. 

Now I could find a new Master.'~ 

~I was thrust into the wall of the bathroom stall by the guy for my first sexual experience with anyone. Unable to curb my desire and hunger, my pleasure reached a peak and I came all over his groin with his dick inside of me, sealing his fate to desire me forever as I realized I hadn't protected him from my Succubi Charms. He collapsed out of me and onto his knees, while he ejaculated his semen, staining my shoes with his cum.  

I considered that was enough of an assault against me to warrent my being able to cast a forgetful spell on him. He would never remember his best sexual experience ever or the woman that would haunt his dreams until he died.~ 

~'The young bratty girl pulled my hair and I used magic for the first time in my ten years on this earth.  

I struck fear into her heart.  

My mommy was so proud of me when I told her the terrible thing I did. She made me practice the fearful look in the mirror for the next week.  

I can be really scary.~ 

~'My Aunt Istelda laughed as I told her about my fight with my boyfriend the Wiccan.  

In the dead language of Aramaic that no one would understand but us, she said, "Succubi and magic users shouldn't be together dear. They always clash in magic. You did the right thing to break it off with him. The power might have gone to his head if you thought about making the bond with him." 

"Maybe once, but it didn't feel real." I told her. "I didn't feel the love I thought I was supposed to." 

"I'm sure you will find someone else. Someone who you will truly love. Love isn't just a human trait. All of God's creations can love, even those perverted by his treacherous son like us." 

"Have you ever felt love Istelda?" 

The very old, yet young and beautiful looking succubus sighed. "I have found a human to love a few times. But they always manage to disappoint me, or die far too soon." 

She turned to me and saw how disappointed and scared I was.  

Trying to lift my spirits, she told me, "Your someone is out there. I know it. You just have to keep looking and follow your heart. Trust me, you don't want to end up like me. The succubus who searches for Evil men to steal their souls every few months because she hates being forced to do so." 

Istelda never hunted the good humans anymore. Very few of the current 101 Succubi or the Succubi before them were like her.  

There were times I wish I wasn't one of that number because of the evil we cause to the world. That's why I plan to apply to a White Rose Community and swear off soul stealing. 

I just hope to find the one before my 79th birthday that loomed nearer. Then I would have to leave the protection of the Community or swear to only steal the souls of the truly evil like my aunt. 

"So where will you search next my dear?" My aunt asked with a kind smile. 

I shrugged. I was still feeling down about my Ex and wasn't too hopeful I could find the right person to bind with. The kind of person I really wanted probably wouldn't want to become my Master. 

Someone good and kind. 

Not like the random drunk French guy that came over again to flirt with me for the third time since we sat down.  

In slurred French he said, "You are way too cute to hang out with this old lady. Come with me and I'll show you a good time." 

This time he started to get forceful, and even grabbed me until I looked at my aunt and gave her my concent for assistance.  

Smiling, Istelda entranced him, and he turned to look at her with a weird look in his eyes as he completely forgot about me and came closer to Istelda who stood up and told me, "Maybe it's time for you to leave Europe and try the States." 

"Like where? New York?" 

Istelda paused her kissing to say, "Definitely not. Maybe try Colorado. There's an Italian place in Denver that one of my favorite chefs opened up. I've been meaning to seek her out. It's called the Perfettamente Squisito" 

Istelda took the drunk and enamored human away into an alleyway behind the coffee shop while I happily finished my coffee. 

I knew he would never bother any girl again once his soul was taken by her. It was a full moon tonight which made it the perfect opportunity. 

I had seen his heart when he touched me and knew he deserved it. 

Maybe it was time for me to head to America. Something told me that I should go there, and Istelda told me to follow my heart.~ 

~Daddy took my small hand and pulled me away from my mom who was hugging some random guy while they both didn't wear any clothes. I had sensed mommy nearby and went to look for her when I saw them together. 

The guy screamed as my daddy told me, "Some day, you will steal men's souls like your mom is doing now." 

"Why?" 

He smiled with an evil grin that made me cower away from him. "Because it is so much fun."  

Mommy laughed maniacally behind me as I never wanted to do what she did. 

I never wanted to hurt anyone.'~ 

~'I 'accidentally' left the cupcake on Don Masterson's desk, going to my own desk as I watched him eat the love pastry that would make him fall in love with the head cheerleader instead of me. "If you had just left me alone..." I whispered to myself. 

Then I glanced over to see that the one guy who treated me like a normal person and not some object they wanted, wasn't there.  

There was something different about Jimmy Black. He actually seemed like a genuinely nice and caring guy. I could almost sense his heartbreak from wherever he was. Something happened and he was emotionally hurt. 

'Go find him.' The neverending demonic chorus whispered in my head. 

Not knowing what I was doing, I left the math class I really didn't need, to search for him. His aura of sadness was strong and I found him looking depressed in a stairwell. I couldn't help myself as I went and sat down next to him. 

He looked up at me with a confused expression in his beautiful ice blue eyes. 

"Hey, Jimmy right? You okay?"'~ 

~'"Delilah Greenwood."  

Depite loving it everytime Jimmy used my name, I was filled with terror as he broke my heart saying the words that would ruin our relationship forever. I prayed to the one true God who would never accept me that the love of my life wouldn't say those words as he knelt there before me.  

I didn't want to have to break his heart. No matter how much I loved him and wished he was my Master. 

He was the very best of humanity, and I will have to destroy him one way or another. Either he would accept the role I want for him to become my Master and allow me to serve him for all time.  

Or he will hate me forever. 

"Will you marry me?"'~ 

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Jimmy gasped for breath and the memories washed away as he was finally free from Delilah's  delicious necter. 

He stared down at her, realizing he had just seen scrambled pieces of her 75 years of experience. He could barely comprehend all that he had seen and felt. What he did see amazed him. 

But the look on her face was filled with worry. 

And he knew she was scared of showing him what she had done. 

'But then her face looked hopeful as I didn't care. 

Then we did something we both wanted and kissed passionately, showering eachother with love through our thoughts and feelings. 

I could see how much I meant to her. How many times she almost told me everything, but was scared of hurting my view of her. 

She hopped up onto me, seeming lighter than she should have been, and perfectly aimed herself onto my waiting erection. 

It was better than I could ever imagine. It felt so good inside her, I wanted to stay like that forever. 

I helped her thrust on top of it as she told me how much she would love me forever without saying a single word. 

I told her how amazing and perfect she was, not caring what she did in the past, as long as our future was together. 

Then we orgasmed at the same time and more memories flooded into me.  

But one thought broke through them all. 

She was happy to have found the one. She loved me more than anything and was filled with Joy at being mine forever.  

I was her Master and that pleased her more than anything ever had. Depite her undying desire to serve and worship me, she finally felt Free.' 

Jimmy felt something burn on his left hand ring finger. 

He watched in shock as a ring of dark orange flame burned around his finger before Delilah grabbed his hand, and put it over her chest. 

She gasped as a purple sphere of light was added to the flames which wrapped the purple into a tight ball and flashed with bright light. 

When Jimmy could see again, His hand was covered in black soot as was Delilah's chest where his hand was pressed against her. 

He pulled his hand away and ashes fell off her unharmed skin, as well as his finger leaving no mark on him save for an ornate and handsome black ring with six orange diamonds surrounding a large purple one. 

She smiled happily, purple tears in her eyes again as she said with all her heart and mind, "I am yours." 

____ 

They lay together on the bed, with him still inside of her wet vagina, his groin covered in their fluids, content to just share eachothers thoughts and emotions, but also talking about what they had seen. 

She smiled at him, her now heart-tipped tail rubbing itself up and down his leg sensually. He now knew it could go from a sharp spear to a soft leathery heart when she was really aroused.  

He asked, "So did you enjoy being with a girl?" 

A vision of his own memory from her mind flashed through his head. 

She smirked at him. "Why? Do you want me to dress you up like a girl? You know I saw you with your sister's underwear." 

He felt a deep embarrassment, knowing how much she could tell he had always wanted to try it again, but was too afraid of getting caught. 

She also suggested with a knowing grin. "Or do you want to watch me with one?" 

His eyes widened. "I thought you couldn't-" 

"I can desire someone else if you want me to. But that's up to you Jimmy. We can have as many sexual encounters or orgies as you want with other women... or men." 

She knew he had always been a little curious about being with a guy, but preferred the thought of being with a woman more.  

Especially after finally having had sex with Delilah. 

Stroking his chest she told him. "I also know how much you would like to be a woman just to try it. I can do that for you someday." 

"What?" 

She smiled and showed him a memory of her turning into a guy once and having sex with a girl. 

"I can do that for you Jimmy." 

Everytime she said Jimmy, he knew that in her head she called him 'Master'. 

He also knew she was saying his name to please him because she knew how much he didn't want to be called her Master. 

He knew she now knew that he appreciated it. 

He couldn't take it anymore. "Can this turn off?" 

"Yes. Now that we are bound..." She held up his left hand to show him the indestructible ring that she told him would never be able to leave his finger. "... I can legally preform magic on you if you wish it."  

He remembered seeing her cast spells on certain people, even himself. "What about-" 

"Well, they assaulted me first which gives me permission. And early won't really get me in trouble if you don't tell anyone. Making you immune to my charm and healing your wound was really minor and the powerful magic we just did will mask it. I can do anything to you now, but only if you tell me to." 

"Please stop the mind reading." 

She said a spell in her demon tongue and he was surprised he understood her meaning. 

"'I free you from the mental hold.'" 

Suddenly he could no longer hear her thoughts. 

 

"You can understand The Demon Tongue now." Delilah explained. 

"Wait, can you still read my thoughts?" 

"No you dummy. I just know what you are thinking sometimes. I can read your thoughts if you project them to me." 

Her voice filled his head again, but it was much clearer and only thought. 'Like this Master.' 

Then she said aloud. "But only then, unless you say otherwise." 

He nodded, then felt her shift around his manhood. 

Feeling awkward, he asked, "Are you going to keep that inside of you all night? I'd kind of would like to... umm... is it okay if I stay here?" 

She stared at him with a concerned expression 

He frowned and asked, "What is it?" 

She bit her lip, with her sharp teeth. "Master..." 

He cringed at the name, but knew she said it with a deep regard for him and out of respect. 

"... I know you said you wanted my own opinion for certain things, and I know how much you really don't care about the money you now have. But I would love it if we lived here together." 

He stared at her in amazement. 'She was already wanting things on her own.' 

He had assumed it would be a long time before he could get an opinion out of her again.  

He smiled, and held her tighter. "I would love that." 

She smiled back, but dropped it again. "Master. There is one more thing you should know. As my Master, our bond has already taken effect and altered you." 

He didn't feel any different, except an energy at just having his first sexual experience, and he felt confused. "In what way?" 

She sighed before she got off of him, his dick sliding out of her. 

The first thing he noticed that his once decent sized penis, at least he thought it was decent having nothing to compare it to, was now much longer and bigger. 

Bigger than he had ever seen on the very few he had seen throughout his life. 

The second thing was that his body that he could see was now completely hairless and much more toned and muscular than it had been before. 

"What the fig." He said quietly as his hands explored his new abs. 

She looked at him a little embarrassed, but he noticed a glint of hunger as she took him in. "I'm sorry. But that's what happens. You essentially become the ideal master. You look the same, but just might be a little bit bigger in some things." 

Jimmy had hated any form of exercise or sport, and never really worked out, somehow keeping a thin figure, but the way he looked pleased him. Especially what he now had for new equipment. 

She smiled. "You still look really handsome to me." 

"Still? I look great. I want to see myself-"  

She conjured a tall mirror for him. 

He got off the bed and stared at his reflection. 

Somehow he had gone from a nerdy skinny guy to handsome in the blink of an eye. His face looked more chiseled and leaner with his slight beard, curly black hair, and eyebrows looking neater. 

He turned to his fiancée, excited about his appearance. "Thank you." 

She smiled. "Of course. Not that I really did anything-" Her smile fell as she got a terrified look on her face. "Oh no. They're here." 

Fearing the worst, he started to freak out. "What? Who? Your parents?" 

Her scared look turned more fearful. "Oh Harbinger no. That would be terrible- worse than terrible. And they could never get in the community. The guards are here. They are going to escort you from the community because I have a human with me after dark. They are worried I might be tempting you to take your soul. They have to do it now because the sun is setting and the night creatures are leaving their homes." 

Purple fabric appeared out of thin air and swirled around her and formed into a sort of ribbon dress as Jimmy's clothes that still floated around laid themselves on the bed. 

She said hurriedly, "You should get dressed. They need to see you. I really hope they don't send you away, but it could happen." 

Despite the rush to get everything, she stood tapping her bare foot on the floor. 

Then he realized she couldn't leave without his permission. He told her, "Go answer the door and stall for time." 

She smiled and ran from the room, shouting down the stairs, "I love you Master. You are amazing." 

He sighed shaking his head. It was going to be a long eternity with her. 

'But maybe that wouldn't be so bad.' 

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"Dear Reader,  

 

Thanks for reading my new story, I hope you enjoyed it.  

 

If you would like more, please Star it or Comment below. If you have anything you wish was different or want to see more of, let me know that too.  

 

When I originally came up with the idea for this story, I didn't expect it to turn into a huge event, just a short plot line of a guy who fell in love with a succubus. But then I learned about something and it kind of spiraled out of control as I gained new ideas for it. 

I will keep writing and posting more of it as long as people keep liking it. 

Until next time, 

 

XAREK"