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[Willing Domination/ Succubus/ Bondage Story]  

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

 

*From the Author: "I highly recommend you read the first and second parts of this story, as this picks up right after where the second one left off. 

I hope you are enjoying my new story. I still consider myself very new to writing, so I'd love to hear what you think, even if it's a simple 'nice story' or 'more please'. Every bit helps a new writer that lacks a little self-confidence. 

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Friday, March 27th 2015, Time 17:29 

 

Outside of Rustic Steakhouse, Denver, Colorado 

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Jimmy took a deep breath and straightened his tie and vest in the reflection of the window before opening it and holding it for his Fiancée while he smiled at her, trying not to show how tired he felt. 

"Thanks Jimmy." She said, giving him a kiss on the cheek, setting her hand with his grandmother's former wedding ring on his chest. 

"You are sure they won't notice?" He asked her.

Leaning in, she whispered, "Yes Master. While it may look orange to you, they will still see that it's clear. They won't know your grandmother's diamond changed color." 

Jimmy had been given Delilah's engagment ring by his mom's mom. Because of the process that bound her to him, the diamond was now orange in color to show who Delilah's Master was. 

"Thanks Delee. And thanks for driving. We got here pretty quick." 

Delilah was a demon behind the wheel and Jimmy usually found her use of magic to drive incredibly fast around all the people on the road really fun, but today he was off his game and hadn't really paid attention. 

"Of course." She kissed his cheek again before stepping in to the restaurant. 

He was about to follow when he heard a voice say, "Hold the door my strapping young man." 

He turned and smiled at his father who chuckled at his own humor. 

Jimmy kept his fake smile as he greeted, "Hey mom and dad." 

"Hey sweetie, can I kiss the other cheek?" His mom Daphne didn't wait for a response and immediately kissed the opposite cheek Delilah had, before following his future wife. 

His dad smirked at him. "What part do I get to kiss?" 

Jimmy lightly tried to punch him, but he had forgotten how strong he now was and hit a little harder than expected. 

Slightly chuckling, his dad rubbed his own arm. "Dang Jimmy... working out for your cute girlfriend?" 

Jimmy smiled smuggly. "Shut up dad." 

His dad Richard gave him a big hug, and broke away. "Wow you really have, you seem pretty fit there, and that was quite the hug." 

Richard followed his wife Daphne and Jimmy saw his younger sister Rachel walk towards him. 

He waved brightly. "Hey Rache. Is Missy here? I thought she was coming down with you guys."  

"Yes, but she had to redo her whole makeup. Something about being in a car for almost eight hours ruined her prettiness." 

Jimmy shook his head as his sister rolled her eyes and gave him a hug, but froze. "I thought dad was goofing around. You did get bigger... and did you get taller?" 

Thinking quickly he told her, "I might have been slouching too much. And I stretch a lot so it realigned my back or something." 

He couldn't exactly tell his family that he had physically transformed after being bound to a succubus. And he technically was stretching more, though he wasn't sure the strange position Delilah had wanted to have sex in last night counted. 

Rachel admired him and said, "Well cool. You look great. You might as well just go inside. It'll probably be until dessert comes out before we see Miss-Pretty." 

He chuckled and put his arm around his sister's shoulders to guide her in. 

As soon as he went in, his normal looking girlfriend approached. "Rachel! Good to see you." Delilah gave her a big hug. 

"Good to see you too Delee. It's been way to long. Congrats on the engagement." Rachel broke away to appraise Delilah. "I love that dress. It suits you and your hair... now I want some color." 

Delilah was wearing what she called a A-line purple dress with matching heeled sandals. Her long blonde hair had purple tipped highlights that Jimmy had told her he wouldn't mind if she kept while she hid her demonic traits. 

Everything appeared to be completely normal with everyone greeting eachother and hugging. 

No magic or Succubi things to be seen. 

But internally, Jimmy was a nervous and exhausted wreck. 

He had been bound to his Demon-Fiancée for 13 of the longest days of his life and he was really starting to understand how long forever would be with her. 

She had barely left his side twice, and that was when he needed time alone to think, so he had sent her to have a lunch date with the cyclops Trixie. Trixie had approached him after the first one to make sure he wasn't angry at her best friend. 

It was really intimidating having a muscular seven-foot tall woman with one eye, eye you down. 

Every other possible second, they had been together. He didn't even go to the bathroom or shower without the needy and possessive demon. 

He had gone to his last few days of work last week with Delilah shrinking to six inches tall, and flying invisibly to everyone else around him, or sitting on his shoulder like a shoulder devil, or even sitting in his shirt pocket. 

He definitely wasn't very productive his last three days. 

She had magically packed up his apartment to send it to his new house. After which he had to lie to the landlord and tell him he had been slowly doing it for the past few weeks so he didn't need a a huge moving truck. 

And they had also gone shopping for food a couple of times as a couple. Delilah turned out to be a really good cook, though she didn't really like it when he wanted to help her prep and cook or do the dishes. 

He once commanded her sit on the counter silently until he had scrubbed everything. She got back at him in the next meal by magically cleaning every dish or utensil the second he or she was done using it. 

Other than all that, and a few meals out in the real world, they had mostly stayed at his new house that he still considered Delilah's, though she technically couldn't own it. 

Things were mostly great. 

Being with the woman he still loved was great. 

And the sex they had was great. Better than great, especially with them doing it several times a day and with Jimmy learning to love his future wife. 

But he was mentally exhausted. He'd didn't think not having to sleep would effect him this much and Delilah's boundless demonic energy and excitable attitude had been overwhelming as the mask Jimmy had known since there friendship began was now gone. 

Despite that, he still loved her and was determined to push through and make her happy for the eternity they would spend together 

'If only I could just sleep.' 

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It took Jimmy a second to realize his dad had asked him a question. 

They were now sitting around a table together after ordering food, Missy having joined them as well. 

"Sorry dad, What did you say?" 

Delilah told him, "He was wondering when the wedding was. Didn't we decide to try in two months?" 

They had discussed wedding plans in there time together, and they both wanted to get married as soon as possible. 

His mom gasped from next to him. "Two months! That's really soon." 

Delilah smiled. "I know, but I really love your son. He's been so amazing to me the past couple of years, and I'd love to get it done and over with to be together forever." 

He knew it was appropriate to smile and look at her lovingly, but she raised an eyebrow as he turned to her. 

Her thoughts spoke in his head. 'Everything okay Master?' 

"Are you okay Jimmy?" His dad asked him. "You seem a little run down." 

"I'm feeling a little tired dad. I haven't been sleeping well." 

His dad joked, "Too many late nights with your Fiancée then huh?" 

His mom smacked her husband as everyone else at the table looked embarrassed. 

Jimmy was coming up with an excuse, when his fiancée came to his rescue. "No, Jimmy has been working on a new art project and has been spending a lot of late nights on it. He's making me a landscape of a cool castle with a dragon flying around it, watching over it." 

He actually had been painting that for her and was almost finished, despite her saying he never had to give her anything. To which he had commanded her to never complain about anything he wanted to give her again. He loved having her lay on his lap or sit next to him and tell him what she wanted on the art. However, he did that kind of stuff during the day. At night things got a little more sexual like how she asked him to paint her draped on the couch completely nude. 

At least she was asking him for things. 

His mom gratefully changed the subject. "Do you need help paying for the wedding? I know you don't have much in the way of family Delilah, and Jimmy's job pays fairly, but that's not enough for a decent wedding." 

Delilah spoke for him again. "Jimmy actually quit his job." 

He had told her she could speak freely with his family as long as none of the supernatural things were mentioned. Normally she wouldn't have been allowed to speak without his permission, and  speaking for him was usually a way for her to get punished, but Jimmy had already released her from that obligation for tonight. 

His mom and dad looked startled as his mom asked, "What? Why?" 

Jimmy tried to prepare his thoughts to lie, but Delilah saved him yet again. "My aunt left me a lot, and mean a lot of money. Jimmy will never have to work again unless he really wants to. I have a lot of stocks and properties that present me with a sizable income. We could live extremely comfortably for the rest of our lives and never have to work a day we didn't want to." 

All of his family looked from Jimmy to Delilah in shock. 

Jimmy was also a little startled she was sharing so much. 

"You never told us she was wealthy Jimmy." His mother said, not sure how to really react. 

"I didn't know until after we were engaged. She took me to her huge house and told me the truth." He turned to smile at her. "She was worried I wouldn't take it well with her keeping that from me for over three years, but I don't care. I love her more than any money." 

His mother "Ahhh'd" happily while Rachel and Missy looked at Delilah with a new light. 

"Thanks Jimmy." Delilah smiled and kissed him on the cheek again, but as she broke away she frowned. "You look really tired... may I see you in private for a moment?" 

He knew she was really asking permission to take him somewhere. She couldn't make him follow her. 

Not sure what she was up to, he took her hand. "We'll be back in a minute." 

His mother looked at him concerned, "Okay. Hurry back." 

'Lead me.' He sent his thoughts to Delilah. 

He had been working on sending his thoughts to her all week and finally was starting to get the hang of it, though sometimes it didn't work.  

Like right now with her staring awkwardly at him while they were still sitting at the table. 

He shook his head in mild frustration, probably too tired to focus. "Lead on Delilah." 

"Yes Jimmy." 

She took him outside the restaurant and around the corner. 

When they were out of view, ducking behind some bushes, she asked quietly, "May I conceal us?" 

He nodded and saw a bubble spread around them that would hide them from prying eyes. 

"Master, what's wrong?" 

Deciding on honesty, he told her. "I'm a little worn out... Delilah, I really love you. And these past few weeks has been amazing. But I'm still getting used to not sleeping. And I'm not used to having sex all the time. I just barely started having sex two weeks ago. It's also going to take some getting used to being with you every second of the day. I'm not used to this." 

She looked really sad as she asked sincerely, "Would you like to send me away for a few days?" 

He knew how easy that would be, but he also knew how much that would hurt her. "No... I don't want to do that to you. I'm just... I don't know. My brain is fried and I feel like I could use a good night's sleep." 

She bit her lip with her normal looking teeth. It made him happy to realize that he missed her sharper ones. "I have something that might help on both counts. First off, I think we should stay home from the party tonight." 

"But I know you were looking forward to it. I could just stay home." 

"No, I think that would send the wrong image if I go alone again. Especially after last time and the time before that. But if you say you aren't feeling well it would be fine. Some of these people think humans are weak and get sick all the time anyway. It might help if you also offer to throw the party next Friday. If you show you are willing to try and connect with everyone, no one would care at that point." 

He tried to not let her comments about being a weak human bruise his ego. She could sometimes be a little insensitive about his race and he wondered how bad that really made her family who despised humans. "And what would we do tonight?" 

"Sleep together. And I mean that literally. As a succubus, and with your permission, I can cast sleep on on you. It's nothing dangerous, though I may be able to share your dreams if I sleep with you. Even effect them how I wish. I would, of course, make them pleasant for you." 

He was really starting to love Magic. "That actually sounds nice." 

She smiled. "Perfect. But until then, You need a pick me up. We don't have much time, so why don't you command the 'Syphon' Crest on me and eat me out." 

"What?! Here and now?" His foggy brain started to clear somewhat at the startling thought of doing this out in the open despite the protection of her concealment spell. 

"No one will see. We've done it before and no one noticed. It'll be fine. You need this to get through the night and not make your family suspicious. Now hurry please Master or your parents might think we've abandoned them." 

He sighed and got down on his knees to lift her dress. 

Her panties disintegrated under it for him. 

"'I command you to be siphoned.' " He said with a sigh and lowered his tongue to her waiting lips. 

The second he touched them, she orgasmed and gasped, spraying her fluids into his mouth. 

He pulled away quickly to end her sudden climax, knowing if he went any further it would drain too much of her energy. 

He supported her in case he had gone too far. "Are you okay? Did I take too much?" 

Jimmy felt reinvigorated after he had siphoned some of her energy when she orgasmed. It was a useful trick he had done before when she went a little too hard on him sexually, though last time he had overdone her orgasm to try and please her properly, siphoning way too much energy from her so she was the one that ended up exhausted. The way she described it was that she felt like he had had sex with her for 48 hours non-stop.  

Apparently it was the most tired she had ever been, but he remembered that time fondly because it took her the rest of the day to recover and he got to take care of her for a change without her complaining about it. It also helped that he had had so much energy he was practically bouncing off the walls. 

As she steadied herself, she said, "No you didn't take too much. It was just strange to feel an energy drain, as well as the sudden end of the climax, but I'm fine." 

She helped him up. 

"Thanks Delilah." 

"Of course Master. That was kind of fun doing it in public like this, hidden from the world." 

"It was kind of weird to have you not tease me with your tail for once." 

"Ya, maybe it can tease you later. Like make it invisible but able to stroke you under the table. Ever thought of me giving you a tail-job?" 

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Rachel Daphne Black couldn't pull herself away from the sight of her brother orally pleasing the girl that looked like Delilah, but definitely wasn't human. 

The sex had only lasted one second, but it was obvious Delilah orgasmed from Rachel's own experience masterbating. The way Jimmy looked after he pleased her made it obvious that some change had happened to him, which made Rachel realize he was under some spell of the evil looking woman. 

Delilah's eyes were slitted and purple. She had purple tipped black horns, small bat like wings, and a black tail with a purple tip that changed from a heart to an arrowhead as her brother stood while Rachel watched from her hiding spot in the bushes near them. 

The purple symbol glowing through Delilah's dress over her lower stomach suddenly vanished as quickly as it had appeared. Then the haze that was around Rachel's Brother and whatever monster he was dating started to dissipate, and Delilah appeared to look normal again. 

Rachel rushed back to the table to not reveal she had seen that. 

'What do I do?' She asked herself, freaking out inside. 

On Rachel's seventh birthday dinner, she had noticed something strange about a little boy who threw a temper tantrum and turned into a lizard thing. 

Rachel had thought she imagined it, but continued to see strange things happen and weird creatures living around everyone, with no one the wiser. 

Then at eight, she had witnessed an incredible feat as a woman wove her hand and made an apple tree grow from nothing. After the lady collected a few apples, Rachel had picked one and took it home to see if it was real, having no desire to actually eat it. When Missy had stolen a piece when Rachel wasn't looking, nothing bad had happened to Rachel's sister, who said the apple was the best one she had ever had and felt like she had had several sodas with how much energy she had. 

The Tree was still there the day Rachel had moved to Montana with her parents and had still produced really good apples all the time, no matter the season. That tree was what helped Rachel realize the truth. 

The world was filled with magic and magical creatures. 

She never told anyone all that she saw for fear of being called crazy, but the way these creatures and normal looking magic users acted seemed like they were just trying to blend in and not hurt anyone. She even had a cat-like-boy she had been friends with in middle school, not daring to tell him she could see what he was whenever he was really emotional.  

But Delilah was different. 

Most of these creatures felt innocent. Rachel didn't know how to explain it, but they felt like they were good. Maybe not nice all the time, but they weren't evil.  

Then Danny Twingle came to her high school and from the second she saw him, Rachel could feel how evil he was.  

One day, Rachel saw Danny with the popular senior cheerleader Leena Richins. With a strange fascination, Rachel followed them to a janitor's closet and heard them having sex. When Danny came out, he looked like what Delilah did. He looked like a devil with red skin and black eyes, horns, and a tail; smirking as he left the cheerleader slumped in the closet. 

Rachel had taken Leena to the office and just told them that Danny had raped her, but Leena never said a single word to agree or defend herself. It was definitely obvious it had happened. The police that showed up and searched for Danny, but never found anything about him. His records weren't even in the school. 

In the next week, Leena dropped out of high school despite being a few months from graduating with nearly perfect grades. It was rumored she had become a drug addict and prostitute.  

Rachel knew that Danny had done something to her, just like Rachel knew Delilah was doing something to Jimmy. Delilah didn't feel evil like Danny did, but there was something wrong with her. Natural instinct and just the look of a horned, winged, and arrow tailed being made Rachel see that Delilah wasn't to be trusted. 

A good creature wouldn't make her brother orally please them in public, and Rachel guessed her brother was now under some kind of spell from the devil-girl. 

And there was nothing Rachel could do to stop her. 

She rushed back to the table and sat down harshly. 

"Back so soon?" Missy asked her disinterestedly, while her eyes were fixed on her phone and messaging one of the three possible boyfriends that Rachel had added up in the car ride. 

Rachel replied rapidly, "Just needed to blow my nose. I felt a sneeze or something."  

"Whatever." 

Her heart beat quickly while Rachel ran threw everything she thought she could do to stop the devil holding her brother. 

'Stab it with a stake? Salt in the eyes? Drown her? She could probably easily kill me and everyone else. I'm trapped! Jimmy is trapped.' 

Rachel really loved her brother that cared more about her than any of her other siblings. She trusted him. 

'Had trusted him. Could I ever trust him again?' 

Right as the food was arriving, the Devil and her slave joined them back at the table. Rachel's heart beat faster with the devil sitting next to her. 

"Everything okay Jimmy?" Their mom asked concerned. 

Jimmy looked like a new man and no one seemed to notice as he smiled and responded. "Yep. Probably just needed some fresh air." 

'And Devil pussy!' Rachel thought to herself.  

Jimmy really did look completely different, and Rachel saw how he looked at Delilah with a longing she had never seen any other person have. Not even her own parents looked at eachother like that. 'He was definitely under some kind of spell.' 

Her brother turned to her with a grin before telling Rachel and her family, "Delilah had an idea she wanted to run by Rachel." 

Now Rachel's heart beat in terror. She could practically feel the sweat on her face. 

She tried not to flinch as Delilah asked, "Rache, would you want to be my Maid of Honor?" 

Rachel finally met eyes with the creature who smiled so innocently at her. Completely shocked, Rachel choked out, "Me?" 

"Yes of course. I would love my future sister to be my Maid of Honor."  

Missy made a small annoyed noise on Rachel's right, but everyone ignored her as Rachel asked, "Don't you have friends?" 

'Other devil friends that is going to eat my brother's heart out!' Rachel screamed in her head. 

"Yes, but we bonded so well on our camping trip, I would love to have you be a part of this. You are welcome to be one of my Bridesmaids Missy." 

'I was in the same tent as a she devil!' Rachel realized, horrified. That whole trip Delilah had seemed innocent and nothing weird had occurred, but it was still scary to think she had been alone with her. 

Rachel knew she couldn't refuse the offer for fear of everyone getting suspicious. "I... would be honored." 

Delilah smiled and bent to hug Rachel, who had to force herself to return the hug while she felt a strong revulsion to the creature touching her. 

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Jimmy smiled at his little sister, but noticed she was acting a little strange.  

He couldn't worry about it though as his mom asked, "So you are really thinking two months?" 

Delilah released Rachel to grab Jimmy's hand and looked lovingly into his eyes. "Yes. We know it's soon, but we just love eachother so much." 

In his head, he heard her tell him. 'Please play along Master. Act natural.' 

He could feel the concern emanating from her and was worried about what was happening. 

Smiling at his mom, he told her, "We just can't wait to spend eternity together." 

Delilah chuckled in his head, which made him slightly jealous she could do that while putting on an innocent and loving smile. 

His mom turned to his dad with a skeptical look, but his dad seemed amused. 

His mom turned back to him. "So do you have a venue yet?" 

"I was thinking My backyard would be a good spot." Delilah suggested cheerfully. 

'Our Backyard Master.' She corrected in his head. 'If you think that's okay?' 

He said aloud, "That's what we're hoping for. It really is a nice house and her backyard is gorgeous." 

They hadn't really discussed it, but it would be a great place to do it. Her house's backyard was huge and backed onto a forest. With the garden she cultivated, the hedges, the trees, the fancier pool, and plenty of lawn space; it was perfect. 

"Really? Backyard wedding." His mom actually seemed impressed. "Do you need help decorating? Or anything? I'd be more than happy to help." 

He knew the self sufficient and magically proficient Delilah was about to say she didn't need any, but he knew that would upset his mom so he spoke before her. "That would be amazing mom." 

He tried sending his thoughts again. 'Play along.' 

She heard him that time because she sent back. 'As you wish Master.' 

His mom started talking about her own wedding that was in a small chapel, while he asked, 'What's wrong?' 

'I think Rachel knows about me. She may have seen us behind the bushes.' 

Delilah was staring happily at his mom, but Jimmy glanced to Rachel who was watching Delilah next to her like Delilah was a snake about to strike. 

Rachel caught his eye and immediately turned to her food trying to shovel it down. She was obviously scared about something. 

'She's acting weird.' He thought to Delilah turning back to his mom with a false smile. 

'Master, if you wish to share your thoughts with me, you need to focus more. Your thoughts were jumbled.' She was careful to not phrase it like a demand. 

He tried again. 'Rachel seems upset about something.' 

'I know. I can sense her fear and judgment.' 

'You can sense other people's emotions? I only thought it was for me.' 

'I could sense when people liked me in school. Didn't I mention that?' 

'Yes. I didn't know it meant emotions too.' 

'Only strong ones or when I touch someone directly. I sensed your distress and powerful sorrow the day your parents and friend told you they were moving away clear back in High School. And remember how I can sense when someone is attracted to you?' 

JImmy thought quickly, grateful their thought conversations were much faster than words. 'Are you sure she didn't just see us doing it in the bushes and it freaked her out? Are you sure your concealment spell worked?' 

'I've been doing concealment stuff since before your dad was born. It worked. And if she noticed you licking me out, she would have been embarrassed. Not scared.' 

Jimmy sometimes forgot how much older Delilah was than him, despite knowing her age. He could tell Delilah was frustrated without reading her full memories and emotions he could sometimes get when they had sex. 

He currently had a standing order to not let him read her thoughts and memories unless he told her to do so when he was mentally prepared for the overwhelming experience.  

He let her continue to read his, however. And she knew just about everything there was about him and his feeling on things. He thought it helped balance out their relationship a little better. 

His mother was wrapping up her practiced tale so he asked desperately in his head, 'What do we do?' 

She told him, 'I'm going to get a phony phone call. Would it be okay if Ieft you Master, and spoke to one of our friends at the community?' 

He didn't know what she was up to, but this was her territory. He put his faith in her and thought 'Yes. Good luck.' 

Instantly her phone started to ring. 

She pulled it out and said, "It's our neighbor Maxi. I've got to take this, it's probably about next weekend." 

Delilah didn't move however until he allowed her to leave verbally. "Go take care if it Delee. Say Hi for me." 

She smiled, kissed him quickly on the lips, and left. 

Rachel visibly relaxed slightly. 

He turned back to his parents. "Sorry, she's a busy girl." 

"That's okay hun." His mom smiled at him. "As long as you let her stay busy and let her do what she wants." 

Jimmy thought to himself, 'If only...' while he ate some of his steak dinner. 

His mom asked, "So what's happening next weekend?" 

He decided a version of the truth was best. "She lives in a very friendly and private community that do something like a moving block party almost every Friday for whoever wants to go. It seems like it's always at a different house. Sometimes they get a little wild, like tonight's so we didn't plan on going. But we're going to host a nicer one next Friday." 

At least he hoped it would be nice. The second to last party was a disaster with him leaving after 15 minutes and coming back to fight off a werecat. The last one may have been worse with one of the hosts trying to force him onto her daughter Andromeda. Though he had met a few of the neighbors before the incident and they didn't seem bothered by what had happened afterward, greeting him on the street by name when he and Delilah went for a walk, or waving as he drove by. 

The presumptuous Andromeda's Brother Markos was around Jimmy's age and loved RuynScápe the video game. Jimmy and him had played online together a twice this week with Delilah fawning over Jimmy and telling him how good he was. Jimmy had finally asked her to stop and discovered she was teasing him.  

At least he hoped it was teasing. 

It was getting to the point Jimmy wondered if every time the succubus claimed she teased him was just her trying to appease him and not get him mad at how much she loved him and worshiped him. 

At the mention of the how the parties went, Jimmy's dad became serious which meant he was a little concerned. "What do you mean wild parties?" 

"I have no idea." Jimmy answered honestly, not really sure if every party ended up like the last one or was even worse as Jimmy suspected that some might be orgies or something.  

Then he remembered what Delilah had mentioned about it. "It's really up to whoever is throwing it. People come when and if they want, and leave when they want. It's not expected of us to participate in everything. I think ours next week might be more of just a simple dinner party. Maybe even like a pot luck and game night." 

'That sounds perfect Master.' Delilah spoke in his head, while he sensed her excitement at the idea.  

Because he wore her soul on his finger, Jimmy instantly knew Delilah's location no matter where she was. Like he knew right now she was outside. 

'How are you hearing this?' He asked. 

'Succubi have magical hearing. It's just never come up because we're rarely not together. 

He could somehow tell she was talking to someone on the phone. 

Jimmy's dad, Richard said. "Well that seems like a fun place to live. So are you going to move in with Delilah then?" 

Delilah's thoughts reached out. 'Tell them you already live with me- if you want.'  

Jimmy almost sensed he was going to have to punish her.  

With him being her Master, everytime Delilah made a mistake, he had to punish her. The more mistakes she made, the more he could sense through her soul on his ring when she needed to be punished and how big of a punishment it needed to be.  

He hated that he had to do it, but didn't have much a choice for her benefit. 

This time she almost needed to be punished for demanding him to say something. 

Delilah continued. 'If you tell them that I have been alone most of my life and have been feeling a little depressed lately, they might buy that I really wanted you to live with me as soon as possible. You could tell them I'm clingy.' 

Jimmy didn't try very hard to push the thought 'You are clingy' out, so he wasn't sure if she heard him or not. 

He didn't really want to get into this with his parents right now, but with his sister possibly knowing about Delilah, he didn't have much a choice at the moment. 

"Dad, I already live with her." 

His mom choked on a bite of chicken, while his dad raised his eyebrows. 

A quick look to Rachel and Missy showed that Missy didn't care about anything going on around her as usual, with Rachel frozen and looking at him terrified. 

Before anyone could argue, Jimmy stated, "Dad, I love her. A lot. And I would do anything for her. Because her parents abandoned her and treated her poorly, she's had a rough go at life and has been living alone with very few friends. She seemed so depressed lately and I was worried about her. I really care about her or I wouldn't have even proposed. I have never seen her so happy since I did and she asked me to move in that very night. She needs me, as much as I need her. I couldn't say no." 

'That is very sweet Master.' 

Jimmy had noticed that Delilah had been getting more and more depressed before he proposed, so it wasn't really a lie. He found out later, that the sadness was because of how much she was worried of what he would really think of her being a demon and whether if Jimmy would accept being her Master. 

And he had come to find out that not everyone treated Succubi very nicely for what they really were, so it was hard for Delilah to make some friends. It was strange to see racism even in a magical community that seemed to accept everyone. 

Though they may have a slight point with the fact that pretty much all Succubi save for Delilah are forced to collect souls for The Dark One, or Satan, or whatever his name was. 

Jimmy's father smiled and nodded. "I understand son. I'm proud of you for caring for her. I see that you truly care about Delilah, and want to be sure she is okay." 

Jimmy's mom didn't seem too pleased with the idea of them already living together, especially with his two older brothers having trouble with wives, but his mom didn't say anything. 

Delilah finally came back, 'I would like you to play along Master.' 

She smiled brightly. "What did I miss?" 

Rachel seemed to pull back as Delilah took a seat. 

Delilah was told by his dad, "Well your Fiancé was just telling us you live together and telling us about the wild parties you get up to." 

She looked embarrassed, but that wasn't the real emotion he was feeling from her which was excitement at having an idea. 

"Well I don't party as much as some of my neighbors." She leaned in closer. "I think tonight they might be getting a little too friendly with some... recreational medication." 

Both his parents looked taken aback while Missy finally looked up disgusted. 

Jimmy's brother Tommy was currently in jail for selling illegal drugs, so Jimmy knew that kind of thing was a sore subject to his family. Whether the drugs were legal or not. 

Rachel still sat there awkwardly. He had never seen his usually happy and upbeat sister this quiet and upset. 

Jimmy wasn't sure if she was telling the truth or not, but decided it didn't matter as he really didn't want to go tonight anyway. 

Delilah smiled. "But I don't participate in those things. I'd much prefer a nice and normal dinner party like the one we are throwing next weekend. Right Jimmy?" 

He smiled and nodded. 

Jimmy's dad told her, "Well I hope you have fun with it and don't get up to anything too crazy." 

Delilah smiled. "I don't like to get too crazy. It's up to the host anyway to decide what they want to do." 

She added in his head. 'And as my Master, you have to decide. I will help, but it is all up to you to figure it out... anyway. I'm really sorry Master.' 

'For what?' 

Delilah looked like she suddenly got an idea. "Hey, why don't we throw our own party? The other people will all be across the community, but if we stay indoors, we'll be fine. You guys should sleep over at my house, if it's all okay with Jimmy." 

A sense of dread filled him as Jimmy knew that for offering up his house without his permission, Delilah would have to be punished. 

Her Soul on the ring on his finger confirmed it. 

What made it worse was she knew this would cause the punishment and didn't ask him about it first. 

It had been two days since he had to do that to her. He was so happy that she had been careful about making a mistake and he had never gotten angry or upset with her, but now she blatantly put him in this position with the knowledge that he would have to do more to her than just give her a pinch in retribution for her mistake. 

Before Jimmy could even think about how much of a bad idea this was, or how mad he was at Delilah for doing this to him, his dad said, "No, we don't want to impose." 

Delilah whispered in Jimmy's head. 'Please Master? I know how to talk to Rachel. I got permission to have them stay in the community as long as they stay on your property.' 

Jimmy tried not to show his trepidation and anger as he told his parents, "It won't be an imposition. Delilah's house has plenty of rooms for each of you and she wouldn't have offered if she didn't want you to do it. It could save you some money, and you'd get to see what we have to work with for the wedding."  

He had added that last part to interest his mom, and it worked as his mom said, "I like the sound of that. If it's not really an imposition Delilah." 

Delilah responded, "Oh not at all. I would love to have you stay over." While she also thought to Jimmy, 'Well done Master... Why does your mom have to help me with the wedding?' 

'She'll be really upset if she doesn't feel needed. You have to do this for her.' 

'As you wish Master.' 

Missy spoke up for the first time while they were at the table. "I want to see her house." 

His parents exchanged shrugs while he noticed Rachel was looking terrified. 

Jimmy's dad said with a smile. "I don't see why not." 

____ 

Rachel couldn't believe her mom was making her do this.  

She complained again, filled with terror. "Mom, why do I have to go with them?" 

Deep in her mind, Rachel realized she sounded just like Missy which bothered her, but not as much as the thought of being alone in a car with a devil and Rachel's bewitched brother. 

"Delilah asked you to ride home with her and Jimmy so she could talk about bridesmaid dresses. Plus we need to go to the store for your sister and you know how long that will take with how she gets about clothes. I feel so bad for that waiter that tripped and spilled that sauce all over her. I hope he doesn't get fired. It was just an accident and I wish your sister was a little kinder to him. We're lucky I talked her down for demanding to see the manager." 

Rachel was certain that she had seen Delilah grow horns, wings, and a tail again for an instant as the waiter's tray fell out of his hand and onto Missy. He didn't trip, Delilah had used magic on the tray to cover Missy in tomato sauce. 

That incident had Rachel believing that Delilah revealed her true form everytime she used magic.  

It had also occurred to Rachel that Jimmy didn't even know what Delilah was. 

The devil girl was up to something, and she had just given Rachel an opportunity to be alone with her and Rachel's enslaved brother. 

'Does she know I know?' 

"Mom, hurry up!" Missy whined from the window of their car. 

"Sorry Rache. Just go and have fun with them. We'll see you soon." 

Her mom got into the car before Rachel could argue further, not even sure what kind of argument she could come up with. 

With heavy steps and a fearful heart she walked to her brothers car and got into the back of it. 

"Hey Rache. Thanks for coming with us." Her brother said with a nervous expression. 

The devious smile on Delilah's face made Rachel almost grab the door to hop out and run, but Jimmy started the car and drove away with the car locks engaging. 

They were silent for ten extremely long minutes, with the Devil girl and Jimmy occasionally giving eachother strange looks, as if they were speaking without saying anything. 

Finally the panic Rachel had been feeling overwhelmed her so she couldn't contain everything she was holding in.  

She burst out, "I know you are a devil and have my brother under your control! I can see weird people and they've always terrified me, but they never did anything bad until I met Danny Twingle who was a devil like you and did something to a cheerleader. Why do you want my brother?! What are you going to do to my family!? What are you going to do to me!? I can't take it anymore!" 

Tears streamed down her face as Rachel curled up in the back seat, more scared than she had ever been in her life. 

Jimmy and Delilah exchanged a serious glance before Rachel's brother pulled the car over, got out, and got in the back with her.  

Panicking more, Rachel screamed, trying to get away from him and get someone's attention from outside the car, but he shut the door and no one was around to hear her. 

"Rachel quiet! I'm fine. I'm not under her control. I know she's a succubus, but she's one of the good ones. She doesn't want to do anything to you." 

He slid closer to try and grab her, but Rachel was still freaking out and screaming. Then Rachel kicked him in the face, hearing a crunch from the contact with his nose. 

Rachel realized that was a huge mistake as the devil girl immediately changed to her devil form, and bared her fangs and claws at Rachel, looking more terrifying than ever with her purple slitted eyes, ready to attack her. 

Rachel was frozen in fear and could do nothing as she felt her life was over. 

"Delilah! I command you to stop!" Jimmy yelled rapidly with authority. 

The horrifying devil froze from climbing over the back seat.  

And Rachel saw she really had frozen. 

The way she gripped the seat and awkwardly held herself up would have been impossible to maintain without even moving. Even her terrifying purple slitted eyes didn't move from the hideous glare directed at Rachel. 

Jimmy was holding his nose, which was bleeding profusely through his hand and was possibly broken with how disfigured it looked.  

But he was surprisingly calm as he said in a nasally tone, "That really hurt Rachel. You're lucky I stopped her in time... for hurting me, she could have killed you." 

Rachel was feeling a lot of emotions right now, but the biggest one was confusion. "What!?" 

"Delilah, Rachel is fine. Don't attack her! Can you please fix my nose?" 

Immediately the devil with the horrible expression could suddenly move and looked pained and sorrowful as purple tears filled her now wide purple eyes, then streamed down her pale face. The devil-Delilah put her purple clawed hand over Jimmy's nose, whispered something, and pulled herself away, separating Rachel from herself with the passenger seat. 

Jimmy's nose had stopped bleeding and looked normal, but he was still covered in his own blood as he wiped his face with his hand to check if he was still bleeding. 

The devil sobbed before she cried to Rachel's brother. "Master, I am so sorry! I never meant-" 

"Delilah, It's fine. Nothing happened. You didn't hurt her." 

Delilah then turned to Rachel. Though she still had the horns, wings, and tail that all looked terrifying, Delilah herself looked horrorfied by what had happened and really seemed to regret her actions as strange purple tears seeped from Delilah's purple eyes. 

"Rachel I'm so sorry. I couldn't stop myself... if My Master didn't stop me..." Delilah sobbed again and buried her face in her clawed hands. 

Rachel didn't really know what just happened, what was going on, and what Delilah was, but Rachel didn't feel like Delilah was lying.  

Something inside of Rachel gave her a sense whenever someone wasn't being truthful, and it had come in handy a lot over the years. People sometimes called her the human lie detector, and thought she should go into detective work. 

Delilah really regretted what she had done. 

Rachel turned to Jimmy, calming down slightly as she asked one of the million questions she now had. "Master?" 

Not having anything else, he wiped the blood from his hands on his already ruined vest. "It's a long story. I'll tell you about it on the way home. I promise you, you're safe... Are you going to break my nose again if I try and hug you?" 

Rachel believed him too. She always trusted her brother to protect her and now she believed that the the Delilah-Devil was under his control, and not the other way around.  

Trying to ease the tension she felt, she told him. "Yes, I will break your nose again... But only because you will get blood all over my clothes and I'll have to whine until mom buys me a new dress too." 

They stared at eachother for a moment then Rachel and her brother both burst out laughing, the tension she felt finally evaporating, while Rachel noticed Delilah sobbing in the front seat. 

When Jimmy had calmed down her said, "I promise you are safe. She won't hurt you. And since the werecat's out of the bag, Delilah, could you please conceal the car and conjure me some new clothes." 

Though Delilah didn't remove her face from her hands while she still cried, an exact set of clothes that Jimmy wore appeared on the backseat between Jimmy and Rachel, who stared at them in wonder. 

____ 

'What is wrong with you!' Delilah's inner demons whispered harshly in her ear. 

'You nearly killed Rachel.' 

'Rachel hates you.' 

'Master hates you.' 

'You betrayed Master.' 

She fought back with a very small and weak thought. 'I didn't have a choice.' 

'You are a monster.' 

'You deserve the punishment coming to you.' 

'Delilah?' Her master's thoughts broke through her own. 'Are you okay?' 

His thoughts calmed the demons and allowed her to regain control of herself. 

She turned to see him glance over at her, concern filling his kind face. 

The rest of the 45 minute long drive back to their community was filled with him telling Rachel just about everything to do with magical creatures, and all about Delilah and his relationship, minus the sexual stuff. It had been a little awkward at times like how he had to explain what a Succubus was and what they did to people, and how he was now Delilah's Master so she didn't have to serve anyone else and didn't have to steal souls through sex. 

Rachel seemed to be taking everything in stride now that she understood she wasn't crazy and had someone to talk to about the crazy creatures Rachel noticed in the world. 

'No Master. I'm not okay.' Was all Delilah told him. 

Before he could send his response, Rachel asked from the backseat, "So are you going to tell mom and dad about you and your pet succubus?" 

"Rachel! She's not my pet! She's my future wife." 

"I know, I'm just kidding... Sorry Delilah." 

Rachel's voice seemed really regretful, and at more than just the poor joke. 

'She's just trying to cheer you up.' A very small voice whispered to Delilah, but it done nothing to help the Succubus. 

Delilah's Master glared at his sister in the rear view mirror. "And Rachel... Are you crazy?! Of course I'm not going to tell our parents. I didn't even want to tell you, but you found out about us." 

"Ya, when you were having some fun with her outside the restaurant." Rachel teased. 

"Delilah cast a concealment spell. It normally works, but I don't think it does on 'Testes' like I'm guessing you are." 

"What's that? Some kind of penis joke?" 

"No it's Latin for Witness." 

There was a moment of pause from Rachel who then said, "I just looked it up and it said Testicle... and witness." 

Delilah's Master seemed frustrated as he said, "I didn't name it! Anyway, it's what the magical community call humans that can 'witness' the real world through the magical fog. It explains what you can see." 

Rachel changed the subject, "So you guys do it in public often?" 

"No, that was... it's complicated." 

"Did it have something to do with the purple light on her stomach?" 

Delilah's Master turned to the backseat. "What light?" 

"She had a glowing light. It looked like she had a neon swirly thing under her skirt." 

"You can see her Crests?" Delilah's Master said in awe and embarrassment as he pulled up to the community gate and rolled down the window. 

To Delilah's dismay, Trixie was currently the one on gate duty. "Hey Jimmy! How's it going?" 

Delliah heard Rachel back away in her seat in fear as the large woman looked into the car with a single large brown eye. 

Trixie took everything in and became very serious. "James. What's wrong? Why won't Delilah meet my eye and why are you covered in blood." 

'Now Trixie will know of your betrayal.' 

'Master won't be pleased with you.' 

'Trixie won't be happy either.' 

'You nearly broke the laws about hurting a human.' 

'What would Master have done if you had killed his sister?' 

Delilah's Master rubbed his hand across his face. "This is my sister Rachel. Turns out she is a 'Testes'. There was an incident where she thought I was trying to hurt her under Delilah's control and she kicked me in the face." 

The smart cyclops figured everything else out and guessed, "And you had to stop Delilah from hurting your sister and now she is feeling depressed." Trixie turned her gaze to the back seat. "I'm Trixie. Judging from the look on your face, you can see I'm a cyclops. I'm Delilah's best friend except for Master Jimmy here. I guard this community and while you are here you are under my protection and care. As a human, it is forbidden for any of us to attack you as long as you don't provoke us or attack a Succubi's Master like you did earlier." 

Trixie smiled as she added humorously, "I'd advise you not to hurt your brother again, as Delilah lives him with her whole soul and would do anything to protect him. You will be perfectly safe here, though while you are here after dark, I'd advise you not to leave the house. Understand?" 

"Yes Trixie." Rachel said from the backseat. 

"Good. If you need anything at all, I am obligated to help you as a guard of this community and would love to. It's nice to meet you." The friendly cyclops grinned. "I guess we'll probably see eachother more now that we'll both be bridesmaids to Delilah. She talked to me about it on the phone. I look forward to spending some time with such a cute human." 

Rachel made no comment, but there seemed to be an embarrassed feeling emanating from the girl. 

Delilah felt Trixie's eye on her before the cyclops said quietly to Delilah's Master. "Try to be kind in your punishment." 

Her Master's voice was filled with regret as he said. "I will." 

Trixie opened the gate and they drove through the neighborhood. 

"So is everyone here..." Rachel started to ask but trailed off. 

Delilah's Master finished his sister's thought. "Nonhuman? Not everyone. But most. There are some human-nonhuman relationships. That house there has a woman that's a vampire whose husband is human with a rare blood disease. He offers his blood freely to her, so she can survive and he can be temporarily healed. Her Vampiric Blood Brother lives next door and is married to a werewolf who has fast healing abilities. Both couples have a sort of symbiotic relationship." 

Rachel took it in stride again, as happy and curious as when Delilah first met her. "Interesting. Kind of like how Delilah needs you and how you need someone to spoil and shower with love." 

Her master rolled his eyes. "Something like that, but yes. Though it's usually Delilah that spoils me." 

Delilah felt his eyes on her as he tried to cheer her up, but she still couldn't meet his gaze. 

Delilah had never felt so guilty about anything in her life. 

Finally they reached her Master's house and Her Master opened his door, but locked the others. 

"Just a second." He said and closed it. 

He did this to Delilah often to amuse her, but right now Delilah was scared of what Rachel was feeling being suddenly locked in a car with a horrible monster that had instincts to kill. 

Her Master ran around to open Rachel's door to help her out of the car. 

Rachel chuckled. "Such a gentleman. I bet Delilah loves this." 

"No, but she has to let me have my fun." 

He opened Delilah's door and helped her out of it. 

Then Delilah was startled as Rachel attacked her in a tight hug.  

What surprised Delilah the most about this simple hug, was that Delilah felt no pain from it. Whenever anyone but her Master had touched her, she felt a searing pain on her flesh to deter her from being intimate with anyone but her Master. Delilah had no intention of ever telling him this. 

This hug, however, Delilah felt no pain. Only the warmth and comfort from Rachel. 

As the hug felt so good, Delilah squeezed her sister-in-law tighter, wondering if it was because they shared a sisterly bond now. 

'Does Rachel consider me her sister?' Delilahasked herself in wonder and joyfulness. 

Rachel seemed to be crying as she choked out in Delilah's ear. "I'm sorry for hurting my brother and making you feel like you needed to attack me. Thank you for taking care of him and keeping him safe. And I'm sorry for thinking you were a evil devil girl. I know how much my brother loves you and I can't wait to be your Maid of Honor if you'll still let me. And I also can't wait to have a nicer and more caring sister than the one I already have." 

Delilah's Master chuckled as Rachel broke away slightly to look into Delilah's eyes. 

With tears in Delilah's eyes, and the ache in her heart softening, Delilah grabbed Rachel to hug her again.  

It felt just as comforting as the first as she said, "I'd be honored to have a sister like you. And I would love to have you be my Maid of Honor. I'm so sorry for scaring you Rachel." 

"It's okay." 

They broke away, both crying. 

Rachel asked while wiping her tears, "What did Trixie mean by Punishment." 

Delilah's Master seemed embarrassed and sad as he told Rachel, "As her Master, If Delilah does something wrong, I have to punish her somehow." 

Rachel's eyes widened. "What?!" 

"Look, I don't want to do it, but it's part of Succubus law. I have no control over it. I know it's terrible, but there is really nothing I can do. She threatened you. She wanted to hurt you. She feels a pain within herself that gets worse and worse until her punishment is over. I usually get by just pinching her, but for almost attacking you and offering my house without permission she needs something worse." 

"Your house? I thought this was Delilah's house." 

"It was until she offered herself as my servant. She can't really own anything. The house and all her money are under my name." 

Rachel looked appalled. "That's terrible. I'm sorry Delilah." 

Delilah cleared her throat. "It's okay Rachel. It's just who I am, but Master Jimmy had been kind to me and hasn't done anything too harsh fo punishment. Plus I gave everything to him willingly. I wanted him to have it all." 

"That's just wrong." Rachel said shaking her head. 

Delilah shrugged. "It's just the way things are. I'm not human, so the rules are different for me. It's okay. I trust your brother." 

Delilah was glad she didn't have to tell the whole truth to Rachel. Her Master had been very harsh in his punishment once, but after his mistake he had been mostly far too generous. Sometimes having to dish out a few punishments until the need was satisfied. 

Rachel turned to her brother. "You really have to punish her?" 

"I'm afraid so. And I think I know what it's going to be. You can't interfere Rachel." 

Rachel backed away looking scared on Delilah's behalf. 

Delilah's Master straightend up."Delilah." 

She bowed her head. "Yes Master." 

"For nearly hurting my sister and other things you've done tonight, I have to punish you." 

Her Master seemed to be putting on more of a show than normal, and Delilah wondered what was coming. 

"But first, you are forbidden to physically hurt my family. Even if they hurt me." 

Rachel interrupted. "Maybe you are acting too rashly." 

Delilah and her Master looked to Rachel who joked, "Our older brother might need Delilah to scare him straight." 

Her Master turned back to Delilah, rolling his eyes while hiding his smirk. "Promise me Delilah." 

"Yes Master." Delilah had expected that command was coming. 

"Now, for your punishment. Until we start to retire for the evening, you have to try and get Missy to like you." 

Delilah couldn't help it and looked up at her Master, deeply confused, just as Rachel burst out laughing behind him. 

As his punishment was given, she somehow knew it would satisfy the need as long as she kept her end of the deal. 

Bowing, Delilah said, "As you wish Master." 

The way Her Master was smiling smugly at her made her think that this might be a more difficult task then she realized. 

____ 

After a mostly enjoyable evening playing games that Delilah just 'happened to have', everyone went to their assigned rooms, while Delilah and her Master went to theirs. 

Delilah's mood had improved over the course of the night of fun with a proper family for once in her life.  

Things really did seem like normal and Delilah felt much more closer to Rachel than ever before. 

Delilah looked forward to doing it all again with her Master's Family, with just one exception. 

As soon as her Master's double bedroom door was shut, Delilah asked. "Master, may I speak freely about your family?" 

He smirked at her. "I suppose." 

She finally let her frustration she had been holding back show, as she said, "I hate your sister!" 

He laughed. "Well ya, you tried to kill her earlier." 

His laugh died immediately as he saw how sad she felt. 

"I'm sorry Delee. That was rude of me. I know how much you regret what happened in the car. I won't  bring it up again... Anyway, I know Missy is... challenging." 

"She's terrible! I can't believe someone besides a werecat could have that much high and mighty in them." Delilah started pacing angrily. "All she wanted to do was talk about her five boyfriends or whatever, and gossip with her friends on that stupid phone that didn't leave her hand all night. I know, because I had to sit next to her! She acts like a 13 year old human girl! And she's older than you! I'd normally think she was a Tutisari with how my natural charms had no effect on her, but I think she is so self centered that it had no effect. Missy might even be half Succubi! She's worse than my mom!" 

"People might hear you shouting." Her Master whispered, glancing to the door. 

Still frustrated, but knowing this wouldn't get her in any trouble, Delilah let her frustration out in a high blood curdling scream, making her Master clap his hands over his ears. 

"Stop!" He demanded and she closed her mouth. "What the figging pineapple was that?! The whole community could hear you!" 

"No they can't. Every single room in this house has a special spell that activates when you close the door. No one can hear what goes on inside -" 

She was interrupted by a knock on the bedroom door. 

Because of the magic that she had put into the house in preparation for her Master, she knew exactly who it was. 

Her Master looked at her furiously, before going to open it to reveal Rachel standing there in her pajamas. 

Rachel looked embarrassed as she asked quietly, "Hey... Can I talk to you guys?" 

Delilah's Master looked at her confused. "You didn't just hear a scream?" 

Rachel's eyes widened. "No... what was that - are we in danger?" 

Her Master tried to reassure his sister. "No. It was nothing. Come in." 

As soon as he shut the door, Delilah playfully let out the scream again. 

"Delilah!"  

She stopped and giggled to herself. "Sorry couldn't resist." 

Rachel removed the hands from her ears. "What the Figgin Tomato was that?!" 

"I was showing your brother how every room in this house is magically soundproof when the door closes. I let one out thirty seconds before you knocked." 

Rachel's eyes widened. "That's cool. I was standing just outside of it for a long time and heard nothing." Then she made herself at home, and went to sit on one of the two couches by the cold bedroom fireplace. 

Her Master offered Delilah his arm and they went to sit on the one opposite her. "What's up, Rache?" 

Delilah leaned against her Master, while he got comfortable. 

"Can't sleep." 

Her Master rolled his eyes. "You've had your pajamas on for five minutes." 

"Okay, I'm just curious about everything. And now I know Magic is real. That's Figgin awesome! I want to learn more, to see more." 

Delilah smiled at her Master before she transformed her clothes into a satin purple nightgown, and allowed her true self to be shown with her claws, horns, tail, and wings. She stuck her purple serpentine tongue at Rachel and gave her a sharp toothed grin. 

Rachel watched fascinated. "See how cool that is... Can you fly?" 

Delilah leapt up and flapped her wings in the high vaulted ceiling, before coming down to sit next to Rachel who looked a little scared, but didn't move. 

"Wanna feel my wings?" Delilah offered one of them to her.  

Rachel stroked it gently. "That is so cool. What else can you do?" 

Delilah sent her thoughts to her Master. 'Can we show her tomorrow Master? I've been struggling all night since that premature orgasm in front of the restaurant' 

Now that everything was good between them, the thought that Rachel had seen that was turning the horny Delilah on. 

Her Master stood. "Look Rachel. We've got a busy day tomorrow with going to the Amusement Park and the long drive. We should get some rest. Maybe we can have you come with us again and tell you more in the car." 

Rachel looked disappointed, but she nodded. "Okay... But you know it's going to be difficult to sleep knowing what I know now." 

Delilah offered, "Here, this might help. Master, may I let Rachel borrow one of your books?" 

Her Master rolled his eyes. "Yes." 

Delilah summoned a book from her Master's dungeon library vault and handed it to Rachel. "It'll tell you about some of the more common creatures. Would you like something to help you sleep too?" 

Rachel's eyes widened. "Like a sleeping potion?" 

"I meant like Melatonin." 

Rachel seemed disappointed as she shook her head which made Delilah chuckle. They both stood and Delilah opened the door for her. "Goodnight Rachel. And don't wander. If you leave your room again, I'll know it." 

"Okay...wait!" Rachel leaned closer as she said, "Is your punishment done? Did you fulfill it?" 

They both turned to Delilah's Master who chuckled and said, "Yes. She fulfilled it. It's just Missy who was the problem one." 

Rachel smiled to Delilah and said, "Good. Be nice to my future Sister-in-Law." 

Waving, Rachel left them. 

Delilah shut the door behind her and immediately pounced at her Master, wrapping around him. "Was the book okay?" 

"Yes. The book will keep her busy until tomorrow." 

"Good... now that you know we can't be heard, ready to help me with my urges?" She rubbed herself against him, feeling the bulge in his pants. 

"I guess." He said shaking his head, but smiling. 

Ever since they had been bound together Delilah knew she had become insatiable. Something about  how she was drawn to him made her want him every minute of every day. She knew she might be the reason he was so tired earlier, but she literally couldn't help herself. 

'Ask him.' 

'You know you want to.' 

'He won't say no to you.' 

'Master doesn't want to do this.' 

'Just do it.' 

Trying to curb her excitment, Delilah asked, "Master?" 

He rolled his eyes again. "Yes Delilah?" 

"Would you do one of two things tonight please? I would really like for this to happen." 

She always made sure to mention if she wanted something to try and appease him so she could get him to do something he wouldn't normally be comfortable with. 

His face told her that he expected he wasn't going to like these things. "What are they?" 

Their door locked suddenly, making him turn to it. "Did you just lock me in?" 

"Of course not Master. I could never lock you anywhere in your house." 

"Our house." He corrected with an eyebrow raised. 

"Sorry. But this house reacts to you. No door will ever remain locked to you, or will open if you don't wish it. I locked everyone else out." 

"Fine, but what are the things." He was almost glaring at her. 

'Ask him.' 

Afraid of him refusing her desire, she asked, "Would... you either tie me up and have your way with me for being such a bad servant tonight or would you give yourself a Crest." 

He stared into her eyes, rubbing his teeth together in slight worry. "You know I'm hesitant to do those things." 

Delilah could also sense another emotion he was trying to hide from her. 

Excitement. 

Curious now, she begged, "I know, but I really want you to do them. I really wish to be bound up and used. And I want you to feel the power of a crest. We don't even know if it'll work on you, with you being one of the Protected." 

There was that worry from him again. 

She had only experienced five Crests since they've been together. Every time she had some of the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced, but somehow didn't mind being out of them. They were almost like an aphrodisiac. Something amazing in the moment, but somehow felt slightly wrong afterward. Like it was wrong to have one despite feeling so good. 

He frowned at her in thought, before he said quietly, "Delilah... I command you to be bound." 

Her eyes widened in shock as she suddenly felt a warmth on her lower back she was familiar with. A warmth that signified she now wore a crest. A Crest she never had heard about. 

'Finally!' The demons screamed in excitement. 

She tried to say something, but her mouth suddenly felt gagged. She tried to to touch what gagged her, but her arm suddenly felt like it was chained to the floor. When she tried to turn her eyes to him in amazement, her eyes were covered by a grey fog. Then her ears closed off so she couldn't hear. 

Smiling, she sent her thoughts out to him, 'Thank you Master.' Right before an invisible wall surrounded her mind, and all her innate senses were blocked from the world so she could no longer sense her Master. 

It made her feel intensely lonely and extremely sad to not even sense him, until she felt her Master's touch stroke her bare arm, before she suddenly was completely free, gasping as sound, light, and her senses returned as she fell to her knees.  

Looking up at him, she could see a flash of concern cross his face. He wasn't used to being a dominant person and he really cared about her so she knew this was going to be hard for him. 

But she could tell he was also curbing his excitement. 

"That was unexpected." Delilah said carefully, trying not to provoke him. She had no idea this crest was even a thing, and she suspected that it had a few twists like every Crest they had tried. 

"Ya. I basically can will you to be bound. That was just a simple binding where the air binds or blinds you."  

"Wait, nothing held me but air?" 

"Yep. It was interesting seeing you test your bindings that weren't even there. It was like you were a mime."  

Delilah saw he was trying to hide a devious smile. 

"What is it Master?" She pried, feeling excited that he seemed to have come up with a plan for this. Which meant he wanted to try this. 

"I don't think you need to be wearing clothes." 

Even though she was on her knees, her night dress slid completely off of her like It was made of water. The only thing she was wearing underneath was a pair of purple satin panties. 

Impressed, but slightly confused, she asked, "What does my dress have to do with bondage?" 

He considered her for a moment then his eyes lit up with a joke. "You were bound by clothes and I freed you. Could you take mine off please?" 

Because he asked like that, she didn't really have to obey, but she did anyway. 

Standing, she took off the button up shirt he had changed into when they returned home and tried to let it float in the way he was fond of, but it fell to the ground as if she had just thrown them there. 

Where his nicer clothes for the restaurant earlier were made by her, Delilah knew that this was one of her Master's favorite shirts. 

He grimaced. "I might have forgotten to mention that you can't perform magic with this crest without my direct command." 

Delilah had disrespected some of his possessions, and now she knew she had to be punished. "Forgive me for throwing your clothes to the floor Master." 

"I forgive you. You'll be punished soon enough anyway, so just let everything else join them." 

Because he told her that, everything else went to the floor without her feeling fear of more punishment. 

When he was as naked as she was, wearing only his grey boxers, he smiled deviously. 

"What?" 

Something slid on the ground and wrapped her legs together. She looked down startled to see his clothes wrapping her. His pants climbing her legs to bind them together while his shirt came up to her shoulders and slid down her arms to bind them together behind her back.  

He grinned as he said, "Cool huh?" 

Before she could respond, her own panties fell off, the pants around her legs shifting perfectly to keep them bound. Then her panties slid sensually up her body, magically held to her to wrap her head and gag her. 

He tugged at the makeshift gag. "They were new, so I figured they were clean. Though I guess they might be a little wet from this." 

Brushing a finger against her wet sex, he made her shiver as she wished she could feel his touch. 

Still needing to be punished, she felt nothing. 

She stared at him, pleased at how well he was doing with this new found dominant side. 

"Delilah, I... well you did ask to be tied up. And you've expressed your desire to do this, so I've been doing some research to discover what could be involved. You know I don't really care for that stuff." 

She knew he did not enjoy looking at pictures of other naked or sexually suggestive people besides the ones he had of her in a locked folder on his phone. One time she had asked him to take a picture as a keepsake and memory, and he started doing it every time.  

It made Delilah happy that he could always look her, knowing he desired no one else. 

He continued, "Then I've been curious about the crests, so I was looking at some of them to try and I thought of how cool it was to have you be bound up by anything." 

Something else was sliding up her foot. She looked down and behind her to see the purple satin sheets from her Master's bed were wrapping around her body, turning her into a silky worm as the sheets forced her onto the rug. 

The sheets pulled her arms so they moved to her sides, and the clothes slid from her so she was only bound by the sheets and panty gag. 

He grabbed his phone from the coffee table and snapped a picture to show her. She really did look like a purple worm with only her panty gagged face visible. 

"I'll save that one for you. Now then. The bound up by whatever is just one of the few things that is part of the Bound Crest... I'll take a picture of it later for you to see it too." 

Delilah had asked her Master what some of the Crests looked like, being unable to see some of them. He had sketched out a couple of them for her, but she wanted to see them on herself. 

She spoke to him with her thoughts. 'You should do that every time Master. I want to see them all.' 

He raised his eyebrow. "Why are you so kinky?" 

She shrugged as best as she could wrapped up as she was. 'Because Succubi are born that way.' 

He sighed. "Now I know how much you are... let's say, turned on by this. And I do have to punish you again, so I am going to activate one of the second parts of this crest. I have honestly no idea how this is going to effect you, but if you really can't handle this, speak 'Master' three times in my head and I'll stop okay? I'll only stop it then." 

He looked a little worried, but he seemed determined. 

She had no idea what was about to happen and felt a little fear brush through her excitement. 

Then he commanded. "For your punishment, you must 'Free yourself.'" 

Her mind was stabbed with a single thought. 

'I have to get out of this.' 

She immediately began screaming into the gag, but couldn't make much noise. Her body shifted as the sheet seemed to feel wrong on her, almost like it was burning her and she would feel worse if she didn't escape. She wriggled and bucked and felt the sheet shift slightly. She tried using her tail, but it was held too tightly against her like her wings were. Soon her wriggling began to pull the blanket out of its tight hold on her and she broke free of it, kicking it away and tearing off the panties from around her head. 

She scrambled backward in fear of the sheet. 

Then the feeling was gone. 

"Holy Harbinger, that was crazy." She said looking at him. 

He went over and crouched beside her. "Are you okay?" 

"Definitely. That was a lot of fun. Can we please do it again Master?" 

Looking up at him she could see that he was stroking his ring. He did that when he was worried about her, or trying to gage her true feelings. 

Deeply concerned for her, he said quietly, "You were terrified of being bound up."  

"Yes, but I think I could tell it was fake. Like it wasn't really me that was bound. You should try it with rope next." He seemed to be struggling with it so she went over to him. "Please Master. One more time?" 

Standing back up, he told her, "Look, that was difficult to watch. I don't know if I want to see that happen to you again. Your punishment is done, let's just... stop that for now. Plus there's other things I think you'll enjoy more." 

She smiled sadly at him, wishing he was more willing to be more assertive, but loving his kindness and care of her. "Okay. Still being bound up right?" 

He sighed. "Yes still being bound up... could you do me a favor." 

She crawled over to him and hugged him around his legs, while still looking up at him. "I am yours to command Master. I will do you a million favors." 

He chuckled and shook his head at her. "Could you conjure up some popcorn?" 

His request was so unexpected, she laughed. 

Since they had quite a bit of free time on their hands, he had allowed her to practice magic in their large family room while he studied up on her and the people in the community. Or sometimes he just watched and gave her some ideas.  

Before he had become her Master, she had been working with Mother Maxibeth and her witch coven sisters on portal creating and conjuring different things. Succubi can naturally conjure clothes, and she was starting to get better with small objects, but what Delilah really wanted to do was learn to conjure food that was almost as good as she could cook. 

Buttery and salted Popcorn was one of her Master's favorites and was rather easy for her. 

She did it for him now, setting it on the small table next to the couch, and he allowed her to eat some with him. 

He walked over to the bathroom, and she stood to follow. 

He stopped, "I'm just going to the bathroom." 

"And I need to go too, but Masters first." 

She didn't really have to go as she could cleanse her body of it's waste by magic, but she had been doing it naturally more often to try and connect with him and make him more comfortable around her, despite how awkward humans felt about peeing in front of eachother. 

Rolling his eyes, he gestured to the bathroom. "Well Master says Ladies first." 

She smiled and grabbed his hand. He allowed her to lead him to the bathroom, and let him lean against the wall while she went. 

"You are so needy." He told her as he stared at the tile, refusing to look at her whiles she peed. 

"I need you Master." She had noticed the past week that he was allowing her to keep calling him that more and more. Especially when they were having some sort of sexual experience.  

When she was done, he stood to pee while she washed her hands. 

Then he came to the sink and she hugged him from the back while he too washed his hands. "Delilah, is there something you wanted to try with ropes?" 

"Everything Master." 

He rolled his eyes in the mirror. "I knew you were going to say that. Please just give me three things you want to try." 

Because he partially commanded her to do so, she said, "I would love to be bound in the air, hanging from the ceiling so you could do whatever you wish to me. I want to also be forced to contort my body, like my feet up by my head, or doing the splits in mid air. And I want to have my arms and legs bound so I have to walk on my knees and elbows." 

"Like pet play?" He helped her to climb up on his back so she piggybacked him to their room. It was one of her favorite positions to be closer to him, so she could whisper in his ear like a shoulder demon. 

"I would love to do pet play some day Master. People call me your pet all the time, and I would love to serve you like that." 

Delilah was a little surprised he knew what that was and really hoped he would want to try it with her. 

He set her to sit on one of the couches and grabbed the popcorn bowl, sitting next to her so they could share it. "Delilah, do you get off more on making me cum more than I get bring you to orgasm?" 

"Yes Master. Your orgasms inside of me are my best source of nourishment." 

He looked over at her. "Really?" 

"Yes. I could live entirely off your orgasms. I don't really need human food, remember? It doesn't provide me with the nourishment I need. 

Her Master's eyes widened in realization. 

'Oh, no.' 

'You told Master too much.' 

She could sense the question coming and really wished he didn't ask it. 

"Delilah, does that mean you've had to have sex every time you were hungry?" 

Knowing how much he would be hurt by this, she slowly told him, "Yes Master." Trying to reassure him, she added, "But I only need the nourishment every six days. That is until you took my soul. Because you have it, I need it more than ever. I'm slightly weaker without it, but I feel stronger when I'm near it and you. It's one of the reason's we have to be near eachother." 

He brought her into a hug, as she enjoyed his warmth. "I wish..." he trailed off, sadness emanating from him. 

'Master doesn't like knowing you've had sex with 1000s of people.' 

'He doesn't understand how much you need and love intercourse.' 

'Will he ever know how much you hold yourself back from taking him all the time?' 

Her heart ached as she asked, "Do you wish that I was not a Succubi?" 

Delilah constantly feared that he was concerned about that, or that he didn't want to be with her. She had thrust so much on him so quickly that she was worried he would soon come to hate her for forcing him in this position. 

When he had allowed her to read his thoughts and memories once after he orgasmed earlier this week, she had discovered a lot of Crests that he wished to hide from her. Some of which he had thought about occasionally, including one that would make her Human and forget about being a Succubus. 

And she was starting to suspect he was hiding something else from her, but she didn't know how. 

'He doesn't trust you.' 

'Master doesn't-' 

"No, nothing like that." He squeezed her tightly, interrupting her thoughts. "I wish that you had told me this sooner." 

She looked up at him as he smiled down at her. She could sense his sincerity. 

"Why?" Her heartache softened. 

"I meant sooner like you told me you were a Succubus sooner. If you needed to have sex that much, maybe I could have helped you." 

She knew he didn't mean that he really wanted to have sex with her before they were bound, he just would have done anything for her. 

'Don't say it. It will hurt him.' 

'He has to know.' 

She hesitated before she admitted, "You... you know that means I had sex while we were dating." She studdied his face to see his reaction. 

"I know. I figured that... But if it's as important as breathing to you, it can't be helped. Just as long as I am yours now and you don't really need anyone else, I don't care." 

She could tell he was a little hurt by the revelation, but he was trying not to be upset by it.  

Frowning, she tried to make things easier on him. "It only started once I was 36. Some of my friends helped, as well as-" 

"I don't really want to know the details." 

'See how upset he is?' 

'Master doesn't doesn't understand how much you love it.' 

'How much you crave it.' 

Giving him a sad smile, she said softly. "Yes Master." 

Something began crawling and winding up one of her legs. She looked down to see a rusty orange rope materializing out of thin air before wrapping up her. 

Turning to her Master, she gave him a kiss before the rope stopped her from doing so. 

But the silky rope didn't bind her up, it just turned into a body harness that sensually rubbed and tightened gently around her breasts and legs near her womanhood. 

He smiled as he asked, "Ever heard of Shibari?" 

She returned his grin. "I am 74 years old. I've been around. I even let a Shibari Master-" 

The rope immediately wrapped over her mouth to gag her. 

"Okay, I get that you had to do it, but I am going to give you a standing command. Unless I expressly ask, You are forbidden from mentioning ways and who you've had sex with." 

He looked frustrated after he said that. She could feel his curiosity about something. 

She leaned in to look deeper into his eyes, trying to get him to ask the question she knew he had. 

"Did... did you and Trixie ever..." 

Her heart felt heavy as she nodded. To her surprise she saw him smile. 

The rope left her mouth, going back to tying her into an intricate harness. She started to say, "Sorry-" 

"Hey, it's okay. Trixie does have a certain charm to her. I can tell you like her." 

"I do, but I love you more... I love you more than I ever liked her or anyone else." 

"And I love you too... Trixie is nice and all, but she isn't really my type." 

"A Succubus?" 

"No. She isn't someone who really loves me back."  

Delilah smiled and kissed her Master. "I know how much you love me too."  

To change the subject, she looked down at the harness and observed, "I like that it wraps itself on my body and into the knots." 

Her Master nodded. "It's fun to watch." 

"Ooo, Master could you video this? Just change the pattern or whatever." 

Unexpectedly, the rope suddenly fell off her. 

She looked down at the pooled rope. "Is something wrong?" 

"No, I just want to start over. You gave me an idea." The rope slid off the couch and twisted into a perfect coil with a second coil materializing next to it. 

"That's pretty cool, can you make anything else?"  

"No, I don't thinks so. Just an infinite supply of rope." He looked up at the ceiling in thought. "Do you mind if we redecorate?" 

"You can do your house-" 

"Our house." 

She smiled. "Our house however you want. What did you have in mind?" 

"How about some load-baring hooks on the ceiling?" 

Smiling, she summoned his tool box and created some hooks from memory. "Aren't you glad no one can hear us now? Tell me where you want them and I'll fly up and drill." 

____ 

After taking nearly 40 pictures and checking the time, Jimmy put his phone down and stared at his masterpiece while popping some popcorn in his mouth. It had been a lot of fun playing around with rope for the last hour and half. 

His Fiancée was suspended six feet in the air in the dead center of the huge room with rope attached to every piece of furniture, wall and ceiling mount, chandelier, light and candle holder, and even one rope tied to his wrist for fun. 

The endless amount of rope he had somehow conjured for the purpose of tying her up, really did have no end and could go just about anywhere with him just looking around. He knew he could keep going, but the huge room that spanned most of the top floor of their huge house was already a massive spiderweb of different colors, fabrics, and knots. All in intricate patterns.  

As a hobby artist, he loved to sketch, paint, and fold oragami. He thought he might have found a new hobby in rope and knot art.  

What would have taken him a whole day, several ladders, and a normal lifetime of experience; had magically been done to exactly what he had invisioned. He really wanted to learn how to do this himself now, and had learned a few tricks from the amount of things he saw that wove together. 

Staring at Delilah, she was bound in an orange and purple twisted harness that accentuated her breasts, wings, horns, groin, and tail; wrapping around each of their bases, close to her body.  

He had had her make her wings small to not hurt them, but her tail was held in a twisted rope, pulled away from her so it was unable to move. It was also currently in heart form so it couldn't use it as a knife. 

Jimmy had learned the hard way that when it was in arrow form, it could cut rope really well when he accidently tickled her and she had slashed some of the ropes he was using while laughing. She almost fell to the ground and started giggling harder when he caught her using his new superpower. 

Delilah's mouth had what he thought was called a monkey fist gagging her in string that was made of a very soft satin, with the same material covering her eyes in a tightly woven eyemask  

It had been cool when he figured out that he could change the texture of rope and had tried different textures on her bare skin to see what was best without going to the scratchy twine he knew he could have made. 

"How are you doing Delilah?" He asked her, stroking her leg. 

He could see her try and smile. 

'This is so cool!' She said in his head. 'I hope you took a good video and lots of pictures. What is taking you so long? I really want you inside of me right now while suspended like this.' 

"Your legs don't hurt?" 

Currently, she was upright with her legs in a perfect split, her extremely wet and aroused vagina dripping onto the hardwood, with her arms bound behind her. He had teased her and bound her in fun ways the whole time, and had only put her up there in the last 20 minutes. 

'Nope. I could sit like this all day. Except for the fact I am really horny and really desperate for you Master.' 

He went over to her and used the perfect height to begin licking her dripping lips. 

Hearing the whine of her voice in his head, she complained to Jimmy, 'Master, You already ate me out today and I haven't gotten to please you yet.' 

"Well you'll just have to wait." He told her after breaking away.  

Then he smiled as a ribbon he had created earlier twisted down one of the ropes holding her up, wove through the breast harness, and slid across her nipples making her moan. 

When he had found out that he could make ribbons like this too, he began having other ideas of things he wanted to try on her, such as making a ribbon dress like the one she had made on their first night together.  

So far, this crest had been his favorite and he would love to use it on her as often as possible. Ask him a week ago, and he never would have guessed he would love to do this. 

He continued to enjoy her dripping lower lips while tickling her clit with his tongue as the ribbon teased her in a never ending swirl around her torso. 

After a few minutes of playing around with his favorite treat, He was getting frustrated he couldn't make her orgasm. Then he realized she was withholding it from him. 

As his servant, she couldn't do much to be against him, but this was one of her ways that she could give a small rebellion. This had happened a couple of times when he wanted to please her instead of letting her please him. As a succubus, they were pretty adept at controlling their climax and it frustrated him that she would make sure he was pleased before she could orgasm.  

The tast time she had rebelled, he had commanded her to orgasm and was surprised at how she had instantly done it at his demand. 

This time however, he was determined to prevail and making her climax without the command. 

Smirking at his blindfolded Fiancée, he said deviously, "Fine, if that's the way you want to be." 

Most of the ropes around her turned to ribbons, and began twisting around her body sensually, while a few ropes remained to hold her in place. 

He heard her giggle cutely in his head. 'This feels really pleasurable Master, but I can take it. Succubi are masters of sex, pleasure, and pain. The only way you will get me to orgasm is if you command me to.' 

Smiling brightly with a sudden thought, he asked her, "Did you just call yourself a Master?"  

Instantly he felt the need for her punishment as the pleasure he felt from her in the soul ring suddenly vanished. 

Just as he had hoped. 

Her voice whispered in his head, filled with regret as she could no longer feel the pleasure from the ribbons that still tried to pleasure her. 'Forgive me Master, I didn't mean to think that. You are the only Master. I live to worship you and serve you.' 

He hoped this worked and tried not to be too happy he was punishing her in a way that made him excited. "Well Delilah, your punishment is that you must hold your orgasm for as long as you can while feeling every bit of pleasure I give you." 

He sensed her confusion when he focused on her soul, as well as the pleasure that had returned to her. 

Just to make sure it worked right, he asked, "Has your senses returned?"  

If she needed to be punished, he knew she could not feel pleasure until the punishment was over. He had stuck his dick inside her once without realizing she needed to be punished and she couldn't even feel it, not mentioning it to him until he had orgasmed inside of her. 

He considered it as the worst sex they had had so far and made her promise she would tell him if he didn't realize she needed to be punished. Though after that incident, he tried his best to pay attention to if he had to. 

'Yes Master. I can feel the ribbons, but I don't see how this is a punishment when you cam still pleasure me.' 

"Well I do and that's mostly what matters. 'I command you to be Pleasure Bound'." 

This was the first time he had ever used two Crests on her at once, and he knew she would love this one. 

A new Crest appeared just below her navel depicting a twisted rope with a swirly pattern he took for meaning pleasure in some of the Crests. 

Instantly her whole body writhed as the ribbons tightened around her. She gasped into the ribbon gag, and began to shiver in ecstasy. 

The way 'Pleasure Bound' worked, is that the more she was bound up and the tighter they became, the more pleasure she would feel. 

More ribbons swirled around her and bound her up, Jimmy being careful not to bind her too tightly. 

'Master... What are you doing to me...'  

He was starting to get better at reading her emotions through her soul, but this one was new to him. The feeling of pure ecstasy she was experiencing was difficult for him to comprehend. 

For the first time, he felt the small desire to want a crest cast on himself with how good she felt.  

But that feeling went away as he wanted to see just how much pleasure he could make her feel without trying to strangle or truly hurt her. 

Knowing she loved wearing corsets and tight clothes for fun, he focused on imagining a ribbon wrapping around her waist, before slowly squeezing her tight as he watched it happen before him. 

'Oh, Master!' Her voice screamed inside his head, the pleasure from her soul intensifying while she screamed into the gag. 

He thought to himself, 'I could get addicted to just feeling her pleasure.' 

Jimmy wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing as her waist narrowed until he couldn't see any more movement. 

"Does that hurt?" He asked her, realizing how tight it probably was. 

'No, I need more. Keep binding me. Please Master.' 

"You are a really crazy demon girl." 

The ribbons on her arms spiraled down them and pulled her arms so she was spread eagle with all of her arms and legs. Then the ribbons tightened on her limbs and pulled her more, making her gasp again as she writhed in the bands. 

'Master, I beg of you... make them tighter... if you hurt me, I will heal myself. I need this Master... please Jimmy.' 

He knew how hard it was for her to think of him as Jimmy in her head. She was getting desperate, and she still hadn't orgasmed. 

Partially hating himself for doing this in the first place, but happy that she wanted this, he focused on her pleasure radiating from her soul that made him painfully erect in his boxers, and willed the ribbons to get tighter. 

Then he began to eat her out again and she screamed louder into the gag. 

Tight ribbons that were four inches wide wrapped her breasts and compressed them while spinning around her chest, teasing her nipples in the softest fabric jimmy could imagine as it slowly constrained them. 

Her legs and arms were pulled to the max as the soft ribbons dug into her flesh without cutting it. A ribbon around her neck slightly tugged tighter while still giving her room to breath. 

Jimmy made a larger ribbon swirl around her, completely wrapping her like a mummy over all other ribbons, until the only part of her not wrapped up was her dripping womanhood, which his tongue never left while he stared up at his future Demon-Bride. 

Her soul told him of the impending orgasm, before he felt her twitch and used his entire mouth to accept her sweet ejaculation. 

She screamed louder than ever into the gag and her covered head as her juices overwhelmed his mouth, making him choke and splutter as she continued to spray her orgasmic fluid over his face and chest. 

He stepped back as a ribbon wrapped her sex, saving what he could of the floor while the ribbon became instantly soaked. 

Finally she collapsed in the ribbons. 

He quickly grabbed his phone, and took another picture of her purple mummified form, then finally released all the ribbons and ropes holding her, to catch her in his waiting arms. 

When she had recovered, she stared into his eyes, swaddled in the loose ribbons. "That was so amazing Master, thank you." 

She looked up at the ceiling and around the room to see every ribbon and rope that twisted on every surface imaginable. 

"This looks beautiful. You took lots of pictures right?" 

He smiled. "Yes of course." 

"Master, I can sense how aroused you are. Use me to please you. Bind me and ravage me." 

"Actually, I had an Idea about that." 

His shorts slid off him, as the ribbons around them began to spiral up his body, tickling his hairless skin. 

He smiled and kissed her before saying, "One of the things the book mentioned was that I could bind other people to you. Including Myself." 

She smiled as she wrapped her legs around him, and he thrust into her dripping hole as ribbons tied them together. 

____ 

All the ropes had been turned to purple and orange ribbons that blanketed every surface, including the bed they were cuddling on.  

The 'Pleasure Bound' Crest had been removed, but the 'Bound' one remained so all the ribbons could stay as well. Anything created by a Crest normally vanished or returned to its original state when the Crest did. 

Jimmy's Succubus-Fiancée was watching the video of him wrapping her and hoisting her up. He was currently practicing knot work with some of the ribbons by hand, with her soft head of blonde and purple on his stomach, her horns sometimes tickling his side when she moved. 

"This looks really cool Jimmy. I may want you to do this for our wedding. I'm thinking we go crazy on white ribbons. You can even bind me in a few of them while I have the Crest on while you decorate." 

"Out in the open?" 

"Why not? We live far enough away from people that it shouldn't matter." 

"What about my mom helping you?" 

"Oh ya... well I was thinking what if she helped get me ready, like a mom for her daughter. There's no one else I can think that I would rather have do it." 

"Not Mother Maxibeth?" He joked. 

Delilah shook her head. "Oh, no. She'd make me look horrible with makeup." 

"Delee... You still want want to get married to me right?" 

She turned to look at him sorrowfully. "Do you not wish to get married Master?" 

"No, I do. I just want to make sure you are okay with having a human wedding. I read that most Succubi hate being attached to just one human forever." 

Her tail playfully wrapped around his arm, so he made a ribbon wrap into her hair, realizing he could tie her hair just like he could the rope. 

"Master, may I-" 

"Go ahead and conjure a mirror." 

She smiled as he knew that without actually reading her mind. 

Conjuring a hand mirror, she looked at the purple ribbon in her hair. "This looks really good. I'm impressed by your creativity." 

"Thanks." 

She set the mirror next to her, while she looked him in the eyes and told him, "I want to be with you forever. I don't want to have anyone else ever again, just you. You are the best human on the planet." 

"If that's the case, you technically never answered my question." 

"What question?" 

"The question I asked you on the night I proposed. Delilah, will you marry me?" 

Smiling with purple tears in her eyes, she said, "Yes Master Jimmy. I want to marry you." 

She leaned up and tackled him into a passionate kiss. 

In his head, she spoke, 'Thank you so much Master! I've wanted to have a wedding since I was a little demon-girl. I've been dreaming of this happening forever.' 

Jimmy her away to say, "I have a command for you then, if you want to marry me." 

Her grin widened. "Anything Master." 

"You can't complain about it, you just have to deal with the command and do what I say. Got it?" 

Seeing how serious he was, her smile fell. He could see her trying to probe his thoughts, but he had asked her not to do that tonight. 

Reservedly, she told him, "I will always do whatever you command me to." 

He finally smiled and said, "I command you to make most of the decisions of our wedding. I may have some input, but everything is mostly up to you." 

Jimmy let that sink in as her emotions became at war within her. She was feeling excited by the prospect of choosing how to have her wedding, but she also struggled with him being her Master so he should be making these decisions. 

He added, "And it's not my wedding. It's our wedding. Remember, you cannot complain about it. So just accept that I want you to make most of the decisions and leave it at that." 

Delilah nodded then broke into a smile. "Thank you Master. This is the best gift you could give me." 

He used ribbons to pull her on top of him and into another quick kiss. 

She slightly broke away to ask, "Would you want to do this again? I mean this Crest. I really enjoyed this one." 

"Definitely. But I saw the bruises you tried to hide and heal. I'm sorry for hurting you." 

She glared at him without putting any real anger behind it. "Master, How many... You never need to apologize to me." 

"Too bad. You'll just have to deal with it for however many thousands of years we're together." 

She rolled her eyes.  

They sat there in their own thoughts, her still tied and ontop of him until she asked. "Jimmy... are you really okay to spend that long with me." 

"I don't have much of a choice now do I?" He joked, but his smile fell as she frowned at him. 

He sighed. "I was willing to spend the rest of my life with you when I decided to pop the question. I was scared when I asked though, because you always seemed a little distant in our relationship and I didn't know if you really wanted to spend your life with me too. I thought that I would be the one binding you to me and not the other way around. But I love you. And I would have spent eternity with you if I could, before I even knew we can." 

She smiled. "Thank you Jimmy. That was nice to hear. I look forward to it... Do you want to sleep properly now? We have about four hours until we have to get up." 

He nodded. "Thanks. I think I will. You don't have to lay here with me. You can go do whatever you want." 

"Can I really do whatever I wish?" 

"Of course." 

"You really mean that?" 

He looked at her suspiciously. "Why?" 

"I want to be tied up to you. Then I want to sleep with you so that I may dreamwalk and enjoy your dreams." 

He chuckled. "Really?" 

"Yes Master. I want this. I can't lie to you." 

She may not be able to lie outright, but Jimmy suspected there was still a lot that she was hiding from him. 

He ignored it for tonight, and rolled her next to him to twist a wide ribbon around them like a loose blanket. Then he tied their clasped hands together. 

"Goodnight Delilah. I love you." 

"I love you too Master. Pleasant dreams." 

They kissed, then they snuggled close as she cast a sleep spell over him. They quickly fell asleep together while Jimmy dreamed of spending an eternity with her, as they traveled through some of the many places she had been. 

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"Dear Reader, 

Yay! More Crests!  

I hope you enjoyed this Idea. I was watching this Universe's version of ShortVids and saw someone teach you how to tie Shibari. 

 

Oh, Boy! Was that a rabbit hole. 

It was actually one of the ideas I originally had to create this story a long time ago.  

 

Anyway, Next up is the last part for this storyline. I hope you guys are looking forward to it. 

 

If you would like more of this story, please Star it or Comment you liked it below. If you have anything you wish was different or want to see more of, let me know that too. I appreciate feedback and love questions about this crazy world I came up with. 

 

Until next time, have a magical October. 

 

Xarek"