C3Verse: Community Story

[Willing Domination/ Succubus/ Bondage Story] 



[19,707 Words]

WRC: White Rose Community 

 

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

 

*From the Author: "I highly recommend you read the other four and a half parts of this story (as well as the Invite I posted right before this). 

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

I hope you enjoy the Final Part!" 

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-Nearly Two Months Before the Wedding- 

Monday, April 13th, 2015, Time: 08:52 

Café d'Entremont on the streets of Paris, France 

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Jimmy smiled happily at Delilah, but his nerves were extremely high, and his heart raced while they waited to meet his second Succubus: 

Delilah's Aunt Istelda. 

Delilah must have sensed his fear, because she took his hand, smiling sadly at him. "There's no need to be scared Jimmy... The Eiffel Tower won't fall on you." 

Currently, they sat in the shadow of the great monument, sipping coffees, as her joke eased his tension while he tried not to laugh. She giggled before kissing him on the cheek. 

Becoming more serious yet comforting, Delilah told him, "You'll be fine. Don't worry about her. I think she'll like you. You are an amazing person, and you rescued me by becoming my Master. She is grateful you freed me from a life of Soul taking. It's something she always wanted for me, when she could never have it." 

Jimmy smiled back, but most of his fears remained. 

Deep down, he knew Succubi weren't the best of people. 

He had done a lot of research about Succubi lately, having read bits and pieces of the enormous Manual on his and Delilah's bond. As well as researching them in Delilah's massive hidden library that contained an enormous amount of spell books, potion books, Arcane books, histories, legends, and books of all the magical people and creatures in this vast and magical world. 

He had so much to read and so many resources, he wasn't sure he would ever get through it all; despite knowing he could live for at least 20,321 years like the former Egyptian Pharoh turned eternal advisor to the following Pharaohs.  

The man had convinced a young Succubus to serve him until he finally died from one of the plagues of Egypt that was summoned from the Prophet Moses. 

That Pharoh's name had been Ra, and James didn't like what he read about the man that had convinced others he was a god through the powers of the Succubus that had desired to serve him. That Succubus wasn't that great a person either. 

Through Jimmy's studies, he had come to discover that Delilah was one in a million. Out of all the Succubi and Incubi he had read about, there was no one even remotely as kind and good as she was. Everyone he read about loved stealing Human's souls and forcing people to do their bidding. 

To Jimmy, Delilah was the best of the Succubi ever to be forced to come to earth, and he loved her for it. 

Jimmy had also read a little about Istelda too and Istelda wasn't always the good Succubus Delilah had made her out to be. It was only the last three centuries that stories of Istelda ended, which was when Delilah told Jimmy that that was because the Demon researchers stopped seeing her do wrong and ignored writing about the good, she had done for people. 

He hoped Delilah was right, and he wasn't about to meet someone that wanted to take advantage of him. 

Delilah sipped her coffee before setting it down. "Here she comes." 

Standing with her, James started to turn to meet his aunt-in-bond, when something pierced his meager defenses in his head, and spoke to him in a whispering, kind, and French accented female voice that sounded slightly familiar. 

'Master James Blackwood, say anything about knowing me, and it will upset Delilah.' 

The whole time he knew Delilah was a succubus, he had been trying to develop his mental strength to protect his thoughts and speak to Delilah through them. Delilah had said few people had the ability to even penetrate his mind, but the voice had not only thrust into his head, but they also stopped him from sending a warning to Delilah. 

Then he saw a woman he recognized and realized he knew exactly who Istelda was, which made his confusion develop. 

To Jimmy, and everyone at George Washington High School in Lakewood Colorado, the woman walking towards him had been Ms. Irene Blackburn, the supposedly hottest teacher in school and Jimmy's favorite Art Teacher. 

 

Lots of guys had tried to take her advanced art class just to be in it to watch her, but she had a special requirement to see every applicant sketch something in front of her to be in her class. She had seemed impressed with Jimmy's sketch of a stuffed bird on her desk and had seemed to have taken a liking to Jimmy and his artwork.  

 

But it now felt like it had all been a lie, and what she had told him in his head made him believe that Delilah didn't know he and Irene, or Istelda, knew each other. 

Istelda was taller than Delilah, who looked slightly similar her aunt. The elegant looking woman was also equally beautiful, despite appearing to be twice Delilah's age, while Delilah the Seventy-Four-year-old immortal only appeared to be around Jimmy's age of twenty. Istelda's blonde hair and blue eyes sat on a perfect face, while she carried herself with an air of dignity as she strutted towards them in her bright red dress and matching heels. 

As Jimmy met her eyes, her red lips widened in a devious smile as her eyes seemed to reflect a red light. 

Jimmy could feel the power emanating from her and saw as she flaunted her unnatural charms nearby, so several men looked towards her, staring at the attractive woman as she passed them.  

Back in High School, Jimmy had found her attractive enough, but he couldn't understand why every other guy his age was in love with her.  

He now realized the succubus had charmed them, while he was immune being a Tutisari. 

Istelda finally stood before him and bowed low with a smirk. In a French accented and enticing voice with perfect English, she said, "Master Blackwood. It is a pleasure to finally meet you." 

Trying not to show his anger and confusion towards her, he politely told her, "There's no need for you to bow. And you can just call me Jimmy." 

She rose from her bow, still smirking as she asked, "May I greet you properly then?" 

Not knowing what she meant, Jimmy flashed a look to Delilah who smiled and nodded. 

"I guess." He said, before the deceiving Succubus stepped closer to him, gently grabbed him by the shoulders and kissed each of his cheeks, causing him to blush. 

Pulling away, the intimidating woman asked, "May I greet my niece?" 

"Of course." He told her with an air of suspicion. 

Jimmy had already told Delilah she could speak freely with her aunt. 

Istelda spoke to Delilah in French, while Jimmy could understand their conversation through Delilah's Magic. "Delilah, it is so good of you to come visit. How was your flight?" 

"The pleasure is all mine Aunt Istelda. I have missed you so much. The flight was fine. I'd much rather get here by other means, but I couldn't manage it yet. Thank you for finally getting a cell phone so I can talk to you more frequently. I know you loath technology." 

Jimmy remembered Ms. Blackburn being quite adept at technology back in school, having used projectors to highlight many classical art pieces and even showing him several pictures on her cell phone whenever he was curious about something. 

"Anything for you my sweet little angel." 

Istelda turned back to Jimmy and seemed to appraise him with a hungry expression, making him feel uncomfortable under her gaze. 

Something Jimmy was becoming better at with some of his newfound abilities he received from Delilah, was being able to sense the power of certain Magic Users. As he observed Mother Maxibeth teach Delilah with the help of her Sisters, Jimmy began to feel the difference in powers between The witch Mother, and her two subordinates. 

He believed that Istelda was far more powerful than Mother Maxibeth and the other witches in her coven combined. 

Istelda stared at him for a long moment before she  took Delilah in her arm to bring her closer to them. "James. I was wondering if you would be so kind as to let me have a private conversation -" 

"Of course." Jimmy interrupted, slightly frustrated. "I don't mind. I'll just go exploring and leave you two alone." He had expected Istelda to want to spend some alone time with her niece and was already prepared to leave Delilah with her Aunt. 

But that was before he knew that he knew her. Now Jimmy really wanted right now was answers. He didn't want to make a scene and really didn't want to alienate Delilah from her only family member with whom she had a good relationship, so he kept his complaints to himself for now. 

Istelda looked taken aback by his offer to leave. Shaking her head, she said, "No. What I meant was I would like you to send your servant away so I could have a private moment with you to get to know you." 

The Succubus gave him a devious smile, while Jimmy felt a sudden wave of fear from Delilah's soul as his own heartbeat started to race. Before he knew he knew her, he had really wanted to have a private moment with Istelda anyway to ask her advice, but now he wanted it more to figure out what her game was. 

He turned to Delilah who frowned at him, clearly not wanting to leave his side, and scared of leaving him with her Aunt. 

Istelda turned to her niece and spoke in Demonic. "I vow on my horns that I will never beguile, lie, harm, or make a deal with your Master that he isn't privy to the full agreement of, for as long as you are bound to him." 

Delilah's eyes widened and she stood in shock for a moment before she slowly nodded, and turned to Jimmy. "I can leave you Master. It's okay." 

He smiled sadly back at her. "Okay. I will let you know when we are done. If you want, you could go look for stuff you want me to buy for you while we're here. I'll buy you anything you desire. Maybe you could look for me too." 

Jimmy didn't want to be in complete control of what he still considered to be Delilah's fortune, but per the laws she had to live under as his servant, she could never spend any of what was legally his money.  

Delilah returned his smile with a small one as she nodded and started to walk away. 

Istelda watched her leave and turned back to Jimmy with a serious look. 

In an authoritative voice, she spoke towards Jimmy, but not to him as she said, "Do not listen in please Delilah. I will know if you do and I do not wish to be upset with the only person I consider my Family." 

He could sense a sudden frustration from Delilah who finally went into a nearby store. 

Istelda gestured towards the table that still held his and Delilah's coffees and they both sat and stared at each other as if seeing each other's true selves. 

A waiter came and took her order, before leaving them. 

Istelda finally spoke in a strange language Jimmy was unfamiliar with. "Can you understand me?" 

"Yes." He said in English. 

"Good. Listen to the sound and tone of my voice. Focus on the outside appearance of them. Feel their history and culture. Focus on trying to speak with it. Now tell me your name." 

Trying to focus on the unusual words, he said his name. "Yaʿqōḇ"  

Jimmy's eyes widened in shock. He had just spoken a different language without really understanding how. 

"Excellent James. This is how you may speak other languages through the blessing of a Succubi." 

"What language is this?" He asked, amazed that he asked that in the strange language. 

"The extinct language of Aramaic. One that would hinder all but a handful of eavesdroppers from around the world, and far less harsh than Demonic. I taught it to Delilah when she was 14 so we had our own distinct way of communicating away from her family. I always loved Delilah like my own daughter and care a lot about her, which was why I sought you out at George Washington High school, but I've known you for much longer." 

Jimmy felt a piece of the huge puzzle fit into place. 

A waiter brought her drink and left them alone again. 

Leaning in, Jimmy spoke in the extinct language he shouldn't have been able to. "You sought me out?" 

"Yes. Nearly 30 years ago, I collected a coven of fortune tellers to tell me who was supposed to become Delilah's Master, as she had no desire to serve The Dark One and I knew of her intentions to leave her family. The fortune tellers were mostly useless and I had to steal one of their souls for trying to sell me out to my sister, Delilah's mother, but I did manage to pull from them one thing. You would be a Tutisari." She let that sink in before she added, "Remember James. I vowed not to lie to you again." 

Jimmy hadn't really believed her at first, but as she said that, he began wondering if it was indeed possible. 

Whenever a succubus vowed something on their horns, they would do everything in their power to keep that vow. Jimmy didn't really understand what made them keep it, but the demons that broke their vow, especially of such magnitude, didn't end up well with some of them suddenly disappearing from history. 

With him being Delilah's Master, Delilah could no longer make such a vow as she could only serve him, but she had impressed on him the importance of this promise in case he ever encountered another Succubus. 

"So you found me, and all you knew was that I was a Tutisari?" 

"It wasn't as difficult as you think. If you know what you are looking for, and have deep knowledge of the arcane arts, you can tell when someone is immune to Magic. I discovered who you were on your seventh birthday when that deer hit your car." 

Jimmy remembered that day. His family had all made it out surprisingly okay while the car was destroyed and with Jimmy having a broken arm that had seemed to have healed abnormally fast. 

Suddenly he recognized Istelda as the doctor that had bandaged him up.  

Then the memories came unbidden to him, more pieces falling in place as he realized Istelda had always been in his life in the background. 

He saw her as the family doctor he went to. He saw her at the park he often went to play at. He saw her waiting on him ever time he was at the restaurant he often went to with his family before the restaurant closed. He saw her at his middle school art auction fundraiser that he had entered a piece in. She had been the one to donate thousands of dollars for a piece he believed wasn't worth the most money donated in the history of the school's art auction. 

It was as if a spell had been lifted, and he recognized all the roles she had played in his life. 

"You..." he began in shock and awe. 

"Yes. I have been looking out for you since I discovered you. I knew I needed to make sure you were the right person for my niece. I was able to cast an immensely powerful and extreme ignorance spell around myself that made Delilah not see or sense me and the small part I played in your life. Every time she sees one of your memories of me, she will see someone else. As for you, you now know of the spell, so it has been broken and you see through it. It never effected you directly, so it could still hide your recognition of me... Delilah must never know of the part I played in bringing you together. At least not yet." 

Jimmy's heart fell. "You brought us together?" 

"Not at all. You were always destined to meet and be bound. I just ensured that it would happen by sending small whispers to her that she thought was one of the normal demons inside her head." 

Jimmy's brain was struggling to decide how to feel about the sudden and earth shattering revelation. 

She continued, "You can never understand how much I love my niece. She means more to me than anything on this earth. I would do almost anything for her and wanted to help her find the perfect person to be her Master. You are that person James. I know it with all my being. I want you to make her happy and I want you to be happy with her. I trust you with my treasure, more than any other person I have ever met in this world, and I've met many having lived on it for 833 years. I really like you James. I liked you from the moment you asked me if I ever got the lollipops I gave to you as reward for being a good patient. I could feel your innocence and goodness and watched you grow up to become a good person for Delilah." 

Istelda took his hands in hers as she asked, "You can sense the good in people as a Tutisari, even those that try and conceal the evil. Can you sense my good intentions?" 

Jimmy could and knew that what she had done was all for Delilah.  

He nodded. "I understand why you did what you did." 

Istelda nodded and smiled brightly again. Her blue eyes shimmering the same red as her dress. "Good." 

She took a heavy breath before she said, "James. I want you to know something about me. I would do anything, 'anything' to unbind myself from the Dark One and live my life in peace, save for bringing harm to Delilah. During my life on this earth, I have come to love and adore the humans and what the good ones have accomplished. I would love to stop stealing their souls and parts of souls. To stop having to have sex with people all the time. To be free... But I cannot. I am trapped. I have spent my life for the past several centuries looking for a way out, but there isn't anything I can do. At least not that I have discovered yet, which is something I require your help with. I desperately need you to search The Book of The Contract of The Succubus and Master for me. I couldn't read it back when I discovered it in a tomb well over a century ago. All I want is to know if there is anything in there that would allow a succubus to be free. Something I have yet to discover. Do this for me and I will give you your heart's desire." 

More comfortable with the person he knew had watched over and probably protected him over his life, Jimmy quietly asked, "I thought you said you wouldn't make deals with me." 

He was curious what she could give him as his heart's desire was Delilah and he already had her, but he also worried about what accepting any deal with this Succubus would mean. 

The older looking woman grinned, flashing her fangs in an amused smile as she said, "I said without you understanding the full agreement. I knew this deal was going to be offered before Delilah finally told me she was bound to you." 

"What is it you can give me?" 

"A way to make your binding more fair." 

Jimmy froze. 

"I can give you a way to make Delilah less your servant for the eternity you will spend together. To allow her to be more herself again. To make everything of yours accessible to her so that she could use the fortune I gave her again without you having to pay for whatever she wants. So she could call your home hers as well. She wouldn't have to ask you every time she wanted to use magic. She could finally speak for herself and have friends again. You wouldn't have to punish her for the minor mistakes she makes that you don't want to hurt her for. You can forgive her." 

Jimmy's heart had stopped by her fantastical words. 

It was all Jimmy could have asked for. He loved Delilah more than anything and wanted to stay with her no matter what, but if he could make her more his equal, make things more fair between them, he would give anything for that. To not have to punish her or make her do everything he wanted. 

The old Succubus leaned closer and said, "I know what this means to you, but I have to warn you. You must still be her Master. You must still command her and she will have to obey you if you command with intent and authority. This doesn't change your position over her, it just makes things easier for her and gives her some more freedoms as your servant. You may have to punish her again for any severe transgressions she will do against you or any time you get severely mad at something she did. You have to still hold and protect her soul." 

She nodded towards his ring that held Delilah's soul on his left hand ring finger. 

Then things became worse as Istelda added, "This may make Delilah hate you. She loves you so much and wants nothing more than to serve you for all time while she worships you. She wants to be your servant... but I believe she will come to see that this will be a good thing. 

Taking his hands again, Istelda stared into Jimmy's eyes, hers turning red with slitted pupils. 

Where normally this might have frightened a normal human, Jimmy was used to staring into Delilah's eyes and saw Istelda's eyes were kind and sincere with no hint of malice. 

Then she told him, "Your bond to her will be stronger than ever, but you will be severely weakened by this should you ever have Delilah leave your side. You are going to have to make two sacrifices that will cost you severely and you will have to make many preparations to get there. To be honest with you, I'm not even sure it will work the way I hope it does. I want Delilah to feel more free, but it's complicated while she still must call you Master. In order to do this, your will has to be strong. All of this is entirely your choice James. No one else can do this or make you do this. No one has ever done this, and no one ever would be able to do this, but you. Once you do this James Blackwood you cannot go back. And if you fail, you will lose Delilah." 

Her hands squeezed his tightly as she firmly told him, "I will do everything in my power to see that it doesn't. I've been preparing for this moment for decades, wishing it could be me. You have no idea the joy I feel that I could do it for someone who I wish was my daughter. I love Delilah more than life itself, and want this for her." 

Istelda finally released him and let him think on what she had said while she finally sipped her coffee. 

Jimmy was frozen as he considered everything for several minute, his own coffee long forgotten.  

He didn't know what the sacrifices were, though he guessed they wouldn't be good. And he was truly terrified of losing Delilah.  

But, to not have her be his servant as much, to not have to punish her as much, to give her house and fortune back. To let her be her own person again... 

That was all Jimmy wanted in the world. 

His heart's desire was for her and for her to be his partner. To have her be his wife, to be his equal as much as possible. 

It was an easy choice as Jimmy asked Istelda, "What would need to happen for that?" 

Istelda smiled happily as she said, "The first thing is that you must have a specific date and time for your wedding. It must be on the Friday while the waning moon is nearly it's fullest. During a time when the moon is on the opposite side of the earth. A time when the soul is at its weakest." 

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-Now-  

-45 Minutes until the Nadir of the Waning Moon, Three days after it's Fullest- 

Friday, June 5th, 2015, Time: 15:05 

Master James Blackwood's House* in the Boulder City White Rose Community of Colorado  

*(Note from Jimmy: it'll soon be Delilah's too) 

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Jimmy nervously knocked on his and Delilah's bedroom door, and waited until it was quickly opened by his mom in her rust orange dress. 

"You know, I don't approve of this." She told him as she appraised him. 

Istelda's French accented voice came from behind her, and Delilah's Aunt came into view wearing the exact same dress, but in a rich Purple. "It's a family tradition dating back to the 16th century." 

The old Succubus winked to Jimmy behind his mother's back. 

Jimmy had been in contact with Istelda many times since they had officially met almost two months ago and he was incredibly happy with what they were able to accomplish together. 

He had been keeping up his end of the agreement they had made under the Eiffel Tower, but has yet to discover a way for her to unbind in The Manual that was currently on the desk in his and Delilah's Bedroom. The Arcane Book should have opened right to that section that he had wanted to read, but he had yet to find the right key words to discover anything past what Istelda had told him about unbinding yourself from a Master other than The Dark One. 

So he had settled for going though every single page of the book, and had discovered something new and infuriating. The book that was only 5000 pages long, him having skipped to see where it ended, was a huge cheater.  

While every page could only fit on a square foot-by-foot page, the font and size of the script could change too. He had found certain pages that needed a 10x magnifying glass to make out the microscopic script. After a month and a half of trying to read cover to cover, he was less than 500 pages in.  

Luckily he had a long time to accomplish this. 

Most of the problem with how slow the work was going was probably because Delilah was insatiable lately and wanted him to do more than just read The Manual all day. 

He really tried not to hold that against the person who would be his wife in one hour, especially as he didn't want to have to get angry with her and punish her before he made that less likely to happen. 

Istelda walked up to Jimmy and kissed him once on each cheek, as she had done every time they had met. 

Getting to know her better, the old Succubus was much more of what Jimmy expected a Succubus to act like, being selfish towards anyone that wasn't her niece and Jimmy. Though he didn't really enjoy the idea that she must steal souls, Jimmy had come to like Istelda and trust her to do what's best for the only person she considered Family. 

It was exceedingly difficult for Istelda to be here for Delilah, as she is still regarded as a fully fledged Succubus and considered a dangerous one at that. White Rose Communities didn't approve of any Succubus that had stolen any soul from a human, even though Istelda had made a vow to only steal the souls of people that deserved it and only when she had to once per every third moon cycle. 

While allowed to be here through some pleading on Delilah's part, Istelda had to follow some extremely strict rules and could only be in the community during daylight, unable to be alone with any Human that didn't know what she was. 

Which made her must stay in the same Luxury Resort that Jimmy had put his parents in. Which was also causing Jimmy stress as Istelda and his mom Daphne had done nothing but butt heads since they had met a few days ago. 

His mom didn't really approve of snobby rich people who could do more with their money, and Istelda didn't approve of traditional family values as her and Delilah's family was apparently a real mess. 

Istelda and Daphne were both supposed to be on their best behavior today, but from the way his mom was seething after Istelda had kissed him, he didn't know how long the peace would last. 

Istelda straightened out his suit coat like his mom probably would have done, and said, "Good luck today James. I know you will take good care of my favorite niece." 

With her back to his mom, Istelda gave him a knowing smile which bore her long and sharp fangs and a wink which made her blue eyes flash their demonic and slit-pupiled blood red.  

Then Istelda strode away while Jimmy considered if what she had said was a threat. 

His mom stepped closer. "I don't know if I believe her about the 16th century thing. And I still don't think it's good for the groom to see the bride." 

"That's just silly superstition." Istelda called from around the corner. 

His mom rolled her eyes and looked at him, straightening his jacket again. "You look very handsome dear." 

He was wearing a grey tuxedo with a rust orange vest and light purple bow tie. It wasn't the best of color schemes, but it really made his future wife happy and that's all that mattered. 

"Thanks mom. And this is what the bride wants. Thanks for helping Delilah today. It means a lot to me." 

Delilah spoke from inside the room. "And me!" 

"Of course you two." His mom sighed happily. 

"You better go find Dad and make sure everything is ready." 

"Of course." His mom kissed his cheek. "I'm so happy for you. You're going to make such a lovely couple." 

"Thanks mom." 

"Thanks Daphne." 

His mom turned back into the room and said, "I know you never had a good relationship with your own mom... but if you want, you can call me your mom. I already consider you my daughter." 

There was a moments pause, then Delilah choked out, "I'd really like that. Thank you future Mom... I'd give you a hug, but I can't see to come do that right now." 

Jimmy watched his mom disappear for a moment and heard them whispering before she came back and hugged Jimmy again. 

"I love you son. Thanks for finding such a good girl to be with." 

"Love you too mom." 

His mom walked past him and he stepped into the bedroom and closed the door, locking it. 

And there was Delilah, wearing nothing but a silky white robe and a white ribbon wrapped around her eyes, waiting for Jimmy. 

Her smiling and expectant face had been done up in the beautiful wedding look he had picked out with his sister Rachel's help, and her mid back length blonde hair in the way he had drawn it for his mom.  

It was done in a twist with a white and purple ribbon tied into it that cascaded down her back, dragging the floor. Miniscule ribbons he had hand tied into flowers were tied into her hair as well. 

"Hello Jimmy. Are you ready to get Married today?" 

"I am." He hesitated as he considered what he was about to do for her and how much she wouldn't like it. "Delilah, I love you." 

"I love you too, Jimmy." 

"I know... But I love you more than life itself and I would do anything for you." 

Her happy face filled with concern. "Master. I feel the same way and I know you love me, but where are you going with this? Do you not want to get married?" 

He could feel from her soul on the ring he had been toying with all day that she really wanted to do this and would be sad if he didn't go through with it. 

"No. Of course I want to marry you and stay with you forever. I just... I have something to give you later. And I want you to keep an open mind about it." 

He felt her soul fill with relief and confusion. "Okay?" 

"If we are going to spend eternity together, I really, really want you to do this, but It's entirely your choice." 

His phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and glanced at it. 

-Rachel< We're ready. All 13 witches are in place and Mother Maxi has everything prepared. Good luck Brother. I'm excited for you and hope she accepts your crazy gift. And thanks again for the offer. I'll come get you when it's time. 

Jimmy's sister Rachel had just graduated High School and wanted to go to the same college he had gone to here in Colorado. She started school next month and would be staying at his and Delilah's house while they were on their honeymoon and while Rachel found her own place to stay. She had already been living with them for the last two weeks, keeping out of their way while he and Delilah had their necessary sexual fun, but hanging out with them often and enjoying learning more about the real magical world. 

Since her discovery of Delilah's world, Rachel had been fascinated with all things supernatural and had studied hard at everything. She had even gone to one of the neighborhood night parties, when Trixie the Cyclops was in charge and suggested everyone bring their Human friends that knew about the supernatural. 

In Jimmy's opinion, it was the best party they had ever had, though he had only been to seven of the twelve Community parties since he had regrettably come to own this house. As he and Delilah would be going on their honeymoon tonight, they would be missing tonight's too. 

After sending 'Thank you' to Rachel, he set his unneeded phone on the desk next to The Manual open to the first page of his and Delilah's contract. 

The Contract and page he hoped would change after today. 

Delilah spoke from where she hadn't moved. "Master, you're scaring me a little. What's going on?" 

"I can't tell you yet, but everything is ready." 

Jimmy knew she was deeply curious and concerned, but she was patient as she changed the subject. "Did you find someone to officiate?" 

He had made sure that every decision about the wedding today was hers.  

She wanted their favorite colors to be the theme, with ribbons and bows everywhere on their property in various patterns. 

They had told people that Jimmy had been tying everything for a month, but the entire backyard had taken about an hour for him and Delilah to decorate how she wanted last night, with some playful ribbon bondage mixed in. 

The only thing he had wanted to do, was set the date and time, and find the person to officiate their wedding so his plan could work. 

But with him being her Master, and her convincing him it was what she really wanted, Delilah asked him to make her a surprise dress using his newfound Ribbon tying hobby, and to pick out a secret honeymoon for them to go on as long as he spared no expense and it would last longer than a week. 

He informed her, "Yes I found an officiator, but that's a surprise." 

Happy now, she said, "Okay. Are you ready to dress me?" 

He smiled. "I guess. Is it really a tradition for the groom to dress the bride where she doesn't get to see what she's wearing?" 

"Not from my family. I'm the first succubus to get married in over half a thousand years. I just told my aunt to help appease your mom, but I really wanted to do this. I think it'll be fun. Sort of reverse roles thing." 

"It does seem different, but that's how you are." He went over and slid the robe off her shoulders, revealing her perfect human form. He almost wished she could get married as a succubus today, but she couldn't exactly do that with his family not knowing about her. 

Succubi were some of the most noticeable creatures with the magical fog that protected Humans from seeing them as a way to show Humans how dangerous they were. With Delilah bound to be emotional today which might unintentionally reveal her true nature from Delilah's hiding spell, it wouldn't do to have Jimmy marry a horned Demon while his mom fainted in the first row. 

Excited to begin, Jimmy asked, "Are you ready to be bound up?" 

"Yes Master. I'm glad you're doing this." 

For her dress that he had to decide upon, she wanted him to make it around her using the 'Bound' Crest. 

He had been practicing making a dress from ribbons with her watching at first so he could get her opinion, and then with Rachel's help with Delilah wearing tight work out clothes and a blindfold.  

Rachel had come across Crests in her Supernatural studies, knowing how sexually suggestive they were, and she would've have seen the Crest anyway when Delilah had it on. 

Jimmy had been incredibly careful of nothing sexual ever happening anywhere near his sister. And, to give him and Delilah some privacy before the wedding, Rachel had been staying with his parents at the hotel for the past two days in her own separate bedroom in the suite Jimmy had bought for his family. 

Taking a deep breath, Jimmy said, "'I command you to be bound.'" 

White soft ribbons snuck out of their hiding places around the room and wove their way up Delilah's legs to cover her groin, making her shiver as they twisted and wove into an intricate pair of panties. 

More ribbons came up her legs, and began forming around her chest, covering it as it wove itself into a sort of corset, leaving her back exposed. Sheer ribbons tied the dress to her shoulders and wove down her arms to form a crisscross of woven sleeves. 

A large blanket of a ribbon tied itself to her back, and wrapped around her, leaving an overlapped slit on one lower thigh, and dragging back behind her. 

He went around her as purple and orange ribbons tied the dress together on her bare back, before tying itself in a perfect and elegant bow that cascaded down her skirt like the ones in her hair. 

He made more white flower bows tie themselves into the skirt and put a pair of purple and orange bows around her waist. 

Then he stepped back to check his handiwork, altering the ribbons occasionally. 

"How do I look?" She asked. 

"You look perfect Delilah. I never thought I'd be a dress maker before." 

Delilah laughed. "Ya, your sister mentioned that she kind of wished you made her one like this." 

"I'm not binding up my sister. That's disgusting." 

"She agrees with that, but suggested you make it on me and make it so it can be removed without undoing it, then we give it to her. I bet we could start selling these kinds of dresses and make another fortune." 

It still amazed him how much money he now had with Delilah. He still didn't like that he owned it, and was hesitant to use it as he didn't feel like it was his. 

That would soon change. 

Rolling his eyes he asked, "Yes, but how would we do that? Everyone would have to be your size." 

"Not if we used the 'Transformation' crest to turn me into them. That could be fun. I'd be your doll again. Think of all the dresses we could make." 

Jimmy wasn't sure he wanted her changing into other people, especially as he would probably have to see them naked or clothed only in underwear, but he wouldn't mind just making dresses for Delilah. 

Delilah began, "Sooo... what are we going to do for the next half hour? You worked pretty fast and people would be suspicious if we came down in five minutes with a dress that was literally tied onto me." 

"Oh! I almost forgot." He went and took her hand, guiding her to the middle of the room and using the high heeled white sandals with ribbons to slide her feet into them, and tied them up her leg to her thigh. Then he put her in an elegant bridal pose. 

"I told my mom that I had a sketch to go off of, but never made it. I was just going to draw you in it. Stay still please." 

He sat on the couch and pulled out his artbook and pencils. 

Jimmy had been sketching and Painting Delilah a lot lately in various states of dress. It had actually made him a little more comfortable around her especially when she wanted him to paint her naked.  

Luckily, Delilah's house had a vault that only Jimmy could enter as her Master, which is where most of the art was currently hidden. He didn't want his family seeing any of them, especially the very curious Rachel. 

Summoning his phone, he quickly took some pictures of Delilah at different angles, before banishing it back to the desk.  

Then he drew her. 

He took his time, going over most of the general shape with the plan to add details later. Then he sat on the bed and did the same to her back. 

Finally there was a knock on the door. 

After checking the time on his watch, he set the notebook aside and went over to slightly open it to see Rachel, who excitedly asked, "Is it done yet? I'm so excited to see it." 

Delilah called from behind him. "Not as excited as I am." 

He opened the door all the way and Rachel let out a gasp of disgust as she stepped into the room. "Wow, this is horrible Jimmy. Why did you make your future wife wear this. You're lucky she can't punish you for making her wear such a hideous dress." 

After a moment of stunned silence, Delilah and Rachel burst out laughing, while Jimmy felt embarrassed and furious. 

"I'm kidding big bro." Rachel smiled and hugged him, before admiring Delilah. "This looks incredible. I can't believe you were able to do this. What did it take you, five minutes?" 

Delilah giggled again. "More like one! He worked really fast and wanted to sketch me. I've been standing here for half an hour! Can I get married yet?" 

"Soon." Rachel said as she gave her brother a knowing wink. "I need to look at the sketches." 

She admired them, buying for a little time, while Delilah gave a huff of impatience. 

Rachel told Jimmy, "You might have to make me a cool ribbon dress." 

"Ya Delilah told me your idea. We'll see." 

Rachel walked around Delilah to see it all up close. "I'm really proud of you. This is so amazing, but you may want to get rid of that."  

She pointed to the Crest Delilah still wore on her slightly exposed lower back. 

"Oops. Sorry." He allowed it to disappear, and was grateful the dress held on her. 

Rachel chuckled, "Wouldn't want everyone to see her sex tattoo. Anyway, everyone is ready and waiting, mom is getting a little anxious. She snapped at Istelda again after Istelda told her about how she would never understand why people got married and bound themselves to one person." 

Delilah commented, "Ya that sounds like her. Luckily she approves of this though." 

Jimmy swallowed, his nervousness returning as he checked his watch again. "Ready to do this Delilah?" 

It was time to get started. 

"Finally! Yes, Jimmy. Lead the way." 

"Well duh." He helped her take his arm and they followed Rachel down the stairs.  

He stopped Delilah half way and posed her again for Jarlath who had a hobby as a photographer. His nearly 200 years of photography experience made him the best person for the job as long as he hid his skin from sunlight and as long as none of the pictures were of him, as he wouldn't be seen in them being that he was a vampire. 

The pale slender and always serious man wore a elegant hat and gloves that hid his skin from the afternoon sun. 

Trevor, Rachel and Jimmy's second eldest brother, handed Rachel her flowers and took her arm to walk her down the aisle. Also there was Missy, Jimmy's older and less pleasant sister; Markos Kazan the disguised Centaur and Jimmy's surprisingly good new friend who Trixie would push down the aisle in his special wheelchair that hid his horse half; and Arinia who was Markos' sister that Delilah was fairly good friends with. 

Most of Jimmy's family was here, save for his oldest brother Thomas that was still in prison, and Jimmy's Grandma on his Mom's side that had met Delilah only once before she passed away three weeks ago. She had given Jimmy the ring to give to Delilah. 

Trixie the cyclops, whose face was hidden by the magical fog protecting humans, gasped when she saw Delilah. "You look amazing... both of you." 

The tall woman handed the blindfolded Delilah her bouquet of white roses tied with orange and purple ribbons. 

Jimmy blushed and looked to his future wife, wishing he could kiss her, but she had wanted him to wait until they were fully married. 

He leaned in to whisper, "Ready to spend eternity together Delilah?" 

She smiled and turned her blindfolded face to him. "Yes." Then she leaned in to whisper what he half wanted to be the last time today. "Master." 

Jimmy checked his watch again, seeing it was almost the proper time of day, and began leading her through their house, following their best friends and family. 

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Delilah heard the doors open, the camera shoot like crazy, and the string quartet change their music. 

She couldn't help put smile and try not to cry. 

This was the second best day of her entire life, with the first being the day her Master was bound to her. 

But there was something wrong.  

Her Master was more nervous than ever before and she could feel it as she held his arm. 

He had been closing himself off increasingly the past month and sent her away from him, or bound her up and blindfolded her often while he worked on some secret project. 

She knew he was up to something big. Something that would change their lives forever, and that really scared her. 

'What if he found out how to break the bond?' She asked the Demons in her head. 

'He wouldn't betray you.' 

'Master loves you too much.' 

'He'd never hurt you.' 

The only way she knew how to break the bond was for him to destroy her soul or bind her soul back into herself through a complicated and dangerous ritual. What Delilah feared was there might have been more ways in The Manual about the Succubi and Master bond she couldn't read and that her Master had kept near him for the past month, reading it every chance he had. 

Delilah had been bound to her Master for nearly three months and it was enough for her to realize that this was how she wanted things to be forever. She didn't want to unbind from him. She wanted to spend every second with him for eternity. 

Her inner demons continued to argue and disagree in her head. 

'But he had been sending you away.' 

'He will betray you.' 

'He may have found something to help you.' 

'He could free you.' 

'He hates being your Master.' 

Delilah's Master had also been spending a lot of time alone or on the phone with Delilah's Aunt who probably knew a lot about Succubi that Istelda had never told Delilah. 

Istelda had been searching for a way to break free of soul claiming for centuries. She had to know something about returning Delilah's own soul and maybe even knew of a way to prevent her from being claimed by the dark one.  

But Delilah had no desire to unbind from the love of her life. She wanted to be his. She wanted him to be her Master. She wanted to serve him and worship him, but he was always too shy, too timid at his command of her, and never wanted to hurt or punish her. She had been so careful the past three weeks and only had to be punished once in that whole time for accidently cutting him with her tail when he had tickled her nether regions with his tongue unexpectedly. 

She wanted him more than anything in the world. 

 

She needed him and couldn't imagine a world without him being her Master. 

Smiling, Delilah tried to calm her fears, knowing he could probably feel them through her soul on his finger. If he wasn't so distracted. 

'This is my wedding day and I should be happy.' She told herself and the demons. 

They remained quiet, but their concern weighed on hers. 

Delilah couldn't see anyone through the blindfold ribbon, but could imagine what everything looked like after her Master had decorated with her late last night. 

The gathered group gasped as her Master led her out his house's back doors and across the garden and lawn covered by the white long carpet leading from the doors, to the stone and metal gazebo they had had constructed as a permanent addition to her Master's backyard, with a large and durable steel mirror constructed as a single wall.  

Every time she would look at the structure, she would be reminded of their wedding day and remember the dress she wore after seeing it in the mirror for the first time. 

The dress her Master had made just for her.  

It was almost a shame that it would turn back to Ribbons later tonight, but that's what she wanted for their first time having sex as Master and Wife. 

She heard people whispering around her, complimenting her dress, and heard some mention Delilah's Master had made it with his own hands. Delilah also felt the emotions of happiness and joy at seeing them together. 

With a few odd emotions of disgust. 

Delilah knew they came from the old witch that lived on the hill who disapproved of Jimmy wanting to marry what should have been his slave. As well as from Cressida Kazan, Markos and Arinia's Mother who hated Delilah's Master for rejecting her Daughter Andromeda. Cressida was only here because her husband Kristos was now on good terms with Delilah's Master. The muscular centaur would be in a wheelchair like his son. 

Andromeda refused to come to the wedding as she still saw that she should be marrying Delilah's Master. 

The thought that she got to do it instead of the promiscuous whore made Delilah smile. 

There was nothing Delilah could do about the people upset they were getting married. This was all her Master's choice, and Delilah couldn't be happier at getting the chance to have a human wedding ceremony with the man she deeply loved and gave herself to. 

She had always wanted a wedding since she was a little demon-girl, never expecting it would happen if she was bound to a new Master, so this was a dream come true. 

A sudden thought occurred to her and her smile widened at how much her Family would hate that she was doing this. 

There was a mix of humans and non-humans in the crowd Delilah and her Master had invited, with the non-humans being extra careful to not reveal themselves.  

It was part of the bargain they made with Delilah when they even showed up, or they would face the fury of a demonic and scorned Bride. 

Her Master continued to guide her as the violins got louder, until Delilah was finally helped up the stone steps of the Gazebo, Rachel helping pick her dress up behind her, while her Master assisted her up the three steps. 

Her Master and almost husband positioned her, and finally untied the ribbon on the back of her head to unblindfold her. 

She stood a small distance away from the mirror, and looked at herself. 

Delilah almost cried.  

 

But her purple tears might have stained the dress if she couldn't magically fix them fast enough. 

 

Her dress was perfect. Just as she expected it to be. 

She was amazed at how good her Master had gotten at making the ribbons around her, and she half wanted all her clothes to be made like this. It was so gorgeous. 

Then her Master came to stand beside her in his perfect gray tux and smiled at her in the mirror. 

There were three other people on the gazebo with her, as only five could comfortably fit while respectfully separated.  

Her Master's sister was there as Delilah's Maid of Honor, smiling with a bouquet of white roses tied in an orange and purple ribbon like the ones Delilah held.  

But the other two additional people completely surprised Delilah, which made her wedding day all the more Magical. 

Especially as she first saw Mother Maxibeth, the Witch Mother and Delilah's friend and Magical Mentor for the past few years, wearing a burgundy dress. Obviously the secret officiator of their wedding. 

Delilah had been unsure of who her Master had chosen as his Best Man, as he had dodged every question she had asked about it, but the shock, amusement, and happiness of having Trixie in that position made Delilah almost cry again as their eyes met in the mirror and Trixie blinked her single eye in a way that Delilah knew to be a wink. 

The cyclops wore a rust orange woman's tuxedo and matching heels that made the giant of a woman look even taller. She probably had to duck into the gazebo, but her Master had specifically asked for the concave ceiling to be able to have her stand In it when she hung out with them. 

Delilah's Master had allowed Delilah to go dress shopping with Trixie and her Master's sisters and Arinia to pick out dresses. Because Delilah could not use her Master's money, he had given his card to Rachel to purchase them. They must have secretly only bought three dresses. 

As Trixie was up here with Delilah's Master, Missy had taken her place just outside the gazebo with Arinia behind her. Then there was Jimmy's better brother Trevor and Markos in his wheelchair. 

Delilah had been confused why Jimmy had allowed her to have four people with her while he had two, but it all made sense now and she was really happy with how it had turned out. 

Under the gazebo with Delilah were four of the most important and influential people of this stage of her life.  

Delilah couldn't have been more joyful to have them all up here with her on her wedding day that had just became more special as her Master and her had traded favorite sister and best friend for their Best People. 

Delilah looked again at her Master in the mirror, still trying not to cry as he smiled at her before he glanced down at his watch and frowned. Then he nodded to Maxi. 

Rachel touched Delilah's shoulder and took the Roses from Delilah's own garden from her, as the moment finally arrived. 

Maxi moved to stand with her back to the mirror facing the couple and the gathered crowd and spoke out to the gathered friends and family. "We are all so happy to be gathered together for the binding of this couple, James and Delilah." 

Delilah smiled at Maxi, finding it amusing she had used the word 'Binding'. 

"As per requested by the groom, this ceremony will be a little different than the usual union." 

Delilah glanced at her Master in the mirror, and saw him give her a half smile, but she noticed how  terrified he was, with his hands slightly shaking at his sides. 

'What was going on?' Delilah wondered. 

Then she sensed something happen behind her, and felt the spark of electricity in the air as a strange blanket of fog appeared in the crowd.  

Obviously, there was strong magic at work. 

Delilah turned around, startled to see that the all woman group of ushers stood around the guests, chanting quietly, the fog enveloping the guests. 

Now turning to her Master, she saw he looked deadly serious as he took a deep breath. 

"What is going on Master?" 

He took another deep breath and stood before Delilah.  

Raising his hand to his mouth, he spoke directly to her soul. "Dahiri Blackwood, I command you to remove my ring at the same time I remove yours. You are forbidden to interfere." 

The world collapsed beneath her as Delilah's worst fears came to fruition.  

Tears immediately filled her eyes as they both raised their hands, and grabbed the rings on each other's fingers.  

Then they slid each other's rings off, and there was nothing Delilah could do to stop it. 

Immediately purple and orange fire burst from the circular stone gazebo as arcane symbols appeared, carved, and hidden in the stonework. 

"Delilah..." Jimmy spoke softly. 

He was no longer the Master of her soul, and Dahiri the Succubus hated him. 

Many voices inside her head shouted together. 'BETRAYER! HE DESERVES DEATH!' 

Jimmy continued quietly, "If you love me, please wait and hold your judgement. You are bound to that circle at your feet anyway, just as I am bound to mine." 

'TEAR HIM APART!' 

Dahiri glared down at the circle and raised her hand to feel the invisible barrier that prevented her from hurting the man she now hated with all her being. 

"Why!" She snarled at him, her magically enhanced scream died to a normal shout from the barrier.  

'The betrayer has always hated being your Master.' 

'DESTROY HIM!' 

'He doesn't deserve your love!' 

She showed her true form in all it's terror, casting fear about her, but the barrier prevented anyone feeling it.  

Dahiri cried out in fury, "I was happy! I cared about you! I thought you cared about me!" Her clawed hand raked into the invisible wall, trying to break the barrier, but it deflected her blow with a loud 'Crack', and Dahiri heard a whimper behind her. 

Snapping her head around, she saw that the betrayer's sister Rachel was crying in fear. She looked as terrified as the day Dahiri tried to hurt her after Rachel had broken Jimmy's nose. A small drop of pity dripped into the wellspring of Dahiri's rage. 

Trixie spoke calmly from beside Jimmy, her single eye glared fiercely. "Calm down Delilah. Trust your former Master." 

Mother Maxibeth added, "Jimmy is doing this for you. We all support him and trust him." 

'THEY ARE ALL TRAITORS!' 

'All three of them...' one of the demons whispered calmly through the storm. 

Three people were in the arcane circle with her and Jimmy. Not in the magical barriers keeping her and him trapped, but the fire on the stone floor surrounded them too. 

When their binding ritual first took place, it had been just been Dahiri and Jimmy, but with three witnesses, this meant that whatever they were doing would be powerful, dangerous, and binding magic. 

A voice broke through the rage inside her head. 

The voice of her former Master.  

Dahiri shouldn't have been able to hear him. 

'Delilah! We are still bound. We are still connected. Can't you still feel that? I am doing this for you. Because I love you.' 

One of her inner demons screamed,  'LIAR!' 

'I HATE YOU JAMES BLACK!' Dahiri's mind spike drove into his being as she sought answers.  

But he had learned to defend his mind through her tutelage and his own natural abilities, and all she saw was a wall of how much he loved her.  

And that was infinitely stronger than her angry, desperate, and wild attack. 

He stared at her confidently as his mind spoke to her calmly. 'I love you and would never hurt you Delilah. I swear by the end of this I will be your Master again, but things will be different between us. Things will be better. I have searched for an answer and found a way to make our relationship better. I'm doing this for you.' 

His love washed over her in a wave and calmed her rage down slightly. 

Jimmy spoke aloud, "I am altering the deal that binds us. Your Aunt discovered how to do this, but it must be preformed quickly. Right now you are more vulnerable than ever before. Mother Maxibeth has gathered enough witches to form a full coven to protect us and make sure this works. Guiding us with their magic." 

A full coven meant 13 witches, most of whom seemed to be the ushers Jimmy had found. Dahiri knew that the last recorded time in history that 13 witches had come together was when they cast a spell to help slow the great plague of the early 20th century. 

'He did all this for me?' Her screaming demon fury inside her head started to be tamed. 

'Be watchful.' 

'He still loves you.' 

'He has betrayed you once, he could easily do it again.' 

He continued. "They have cast a spell of illusion on the guests. Did you ever read the invitations? They basically asked you to come on a 'magical journey', and by being present, you agreed to be put 'under a spell'." 

Dahiri stared at her former Master in cautious wonder as she recalled their invitations to their wedding.  

Her former Master had made a contract with everyone without their knowledge.  

With how the invite was written, by just showing up, they gave him permission to have a spell cast on them.  

Delilah thought to herself again, 'He did all this for me?' 

Even though he should have no penalty against him, this was extremely dangerous and he could get into serious trouble with the Bureau of Magical Affairs if anything went wrong. 

"What are you doing James?" She asked as her anger towards him ebbed more. 

From his breast pocket, he produced a knife. "I'm giving a part of myself to you." 

He suddenly slit his palm and dipped his grandmother's ring that hadn't left Delilah's finger in nearly three of the best months of her life in the blood, then he bound his hand with a cloth. 

He concentrated on the ring in his hand, and the black ring she had made for him with her soul still inside of it glowed purple in her own fingers. 

She couldn't drop it or stop herself as the Black ring burned her and pulled her hand upward so the ring was held, mirror to him as he held the one he had given her the day he proposed. 

From the black ring she held, the six orange gems vanished as the purple soul gem rose from the ring . 

The same thing happened to Jimmy's proposal ring as the orange gem rose up from it. 

A purple orb Delilah knew to be her soul appeared from the purple gem as an orange orb was pulled from her former Master's chest while he let out a cry of pain. 

Jimmy's soul was exposed.  

It was free of his body, and that terrified Delilah as she suddenly found that she still cared about him. 

Something burned inside her, and she gasped in pain as her soul spilt into seven pieces, at the same time Jimmy's did. 

It seemed to hurt him more and he nearly collapsed from the agony of having his soul torn into seven, a powerful magical number. 

Delilah could feel his agony and pain through their connection, as she felt new tears prick her eyes in concern for him. What he had done to himself. 

But then she felt his determination and love for her cut through his pain. 

Six parts of her soul formed into purple diamonds, surrounding the now clear large one, as one orange piece from his soul went into the orange gem. 

Then her seventh soul piece was thrust inside her at the same time Jimmy's six others formed together and went inside him. 

Then the gems returned to the rings. The silver one he had given to her on the best night of her life with a bright and beautiful orange gem, and the black one that had been made for him with six purple ones surrounding a now clear one that took in every form of light as colors danced around it. 

The magical flaming circles at their feet vanished, and Jimmy fell to his knees before her, offering his soul in the ring he had proposed to her with. 

'ATTACK HIM NOW!' One of the demons screamed. 

But Delilah no longer wanted to, and she forced the demon deeper into her subconscious.  

Catching his breath, Jimmy smiled and spoke with authority. "Delilah Blackwood. On this day when my soul is at its most vulnerable before the ancient sabbath and during the full moon when it is farthest from us, I have torn my soul from my body for you, split it into seven and offer you one seventh of it. If you accept it, you shall be Master over me for one in every seven days. And if you offer me six parts of your soul in return, I shall be your Master for the remaining time. It is unfair and imbalanced, but it is the best way for us to have a happy life together as Human and Succubus. With this new bond, the only time we will be punished is for severe transgressions against each other, unless we see fit to punish the other for something else. Never for the minor mistakes we make. You are free to move about however you wish, have friends as you wish, and do as you will, unless I expressly command you otherwise during my time as your Master. You will no longer be required to call me Master, but you may do so whenever you desire, as long as it's not the day that I am yours. Every Saturday. That day you will be my Master, or Mistress, whatever you prefer... I offer you my life, my body, and all my possessions as your equal. As your Master for up to 314 days a year, I will over meet the required three times 101 days to be the only one you must serve. The Dark One will have no power or Mastery over you as long as you serve me for that time and for all eternity." 

Everything Jimmy told her was running through Delilah's brain rapidly.  

She had heard from her Aunt that the Dark One's power dwindled on the ancient Sabbath which happened to be on Saturday. Technically it meant that Succubi had a day off once a week, but that wouldn't be the case for a different Master as they were bound to obey them forever. 

And Jimmy was offering her a part of his soul.  

When a normal succubus like Istelda stole a soul or a part of one, it would be given to the Dark One. Demon's could only pull out a soul during the light of the full or nearly full moon when the soul was it's weakest. Delilah didn't even know that a human could pull out their own soul like this. It wasn't natural for the succubus to hold onto the soul. 

But now Delilah would hold a part of Jimmy's. 

Just one piece of it, but that still was the most important and meaningful gift anyone could give.  

Delilah had never heard of anyone doing this kind of thing before. Human's never gave up there soul willing unless they were stupid and made a deal for it. 

And here Jimmy was offering part of his to her. 

'Was all this true? Had he really found a way to give her a part of his soul?' 

From her experience sharing Jimmy's mind, she knew she had a faster and stronger mind than he did, but his emotions could overpower and run through her like his love was doing now. 

She knew he had prepared for this day for well over a month. He had been keeping himself blocked off for that time to plan this, preventing her from entering his mind through sex. 

Delilah also knew that he was sick of punishing her and he hated being over her, and hated taking her away from whatever she may have wanted to do. 

But she had wanted to do nothing but be with him. To serve him. 

'I still want to serve him. And if this is the way to make him happy- to make us happy and to have the best experience... he was offering me a part of his soul as I offered him all of mine. He probably would given me all of it if he could have. I never have to feel the terrible guilt for making a mistake. I never have to call him Master, but he gave me the option to do so like I want to. And he gave me more freedom so he wouldn't be held accountable for some of my actions. I can partially be my own person again. He doesn't have to command me unless he wants to. No succubus has ever had this opportunity, this amount of Freedom, and I doubt any ever will... This is the best deal I will ever make.' 

All her anger drained away in an instant, and she fell to her knees in front of him, her dress pooling around her. 

"James Richard Dean Black. I offer you six-sevenths of my soul, so our souls may be complete while together." 

Tears fell from her eyes again and he gently reached up to wipe them away with a cloth from his jacket that became stained purple. 

He smiled sadly at her. "Sorry, but I didn't want you to ruin my dress." 

She sobbed out a small laugh and held up his ring.  

He offered hers and said, "Everyone else will just see us make vows and promises to love each other. Because the gazebo was made to be an arcane circle, the ceremony will be binding. Everyone will see us in a few seconds and believe we fell on our knees to swear fealty to each other for all time." 

He wiped her eyes again as she cried and said, "That sounds perfect. Thank you... Master." 

He smiled and whispered. "Of course Mistress." 

Delilah heard Trixie chuckle, but she only had eyes for the best man humanity had ever been given.  

Her best friend.  

Her Master and Servant. 

"Ready to spend eternity together?" He asked her, offering his hand. 

"Yes James." She said before taking it, removing the cloth, and licking his self inflicted wound. 

It sealed and stopped bleeding, but Delilah knew the scar would forever be a mark on his hand as part of the sacrifice. 

Then she offered him her hand. 

The fire swirls died. 

Jimmy whispered. "Same time." And told her what to say together inside her head. 

As one they said, "With this ring, I bind myself to you for eternity. My soul, is your soul. We are one." 

Then they slid the rings on each others fingers with a faint glow. 

Smiling, he whispered, "Now try and take my ring off." 

With a small hesitation, she pulled and it wouldn't budge. 

Delilah knew as a Tutisari, her Master had been able to take off his ring, where it should have been magically fused with him. She didn't understand how that magic had worked with him still being her Master, but her soul may have been vulnerable if he ever had removed the ring. 

That magic was changed now and he was now hers forever. 

They both smiled at each other as the rings could never be pulled off their fingers willingly. 

A spark of life emanated from her wedding ring and she felt closer to James than she ever had before. 

She could feel his happiness and joy from it in a way that she had never experienced. 

They were now bound together, stronger than before. They were one. 

"Delilah, my Bride. I'm sorry to ask you on a day I wish you could be yourself, but could you -" 

Knowing what the Master of her soul wanted, she made her demonic features vanish again to not startled the human guests. 

Then the fog vanished. 

Mother Maxibeth used the only line she was required to say for the benefit of the law and the crowd. "I now pronounce you, Master and Mistress. You may kiss your soulmate." 

Delilah laughed and her Master, husband, and eternal companion Jimmy pulled her into a passionate kiss on their knees, while the crowd broke free of their daze and clapped. 

After a moment he pulled away and leaned close to whisper. "Rachel is going to cover for us. We need to go to the basement to the other magic circle. We have a connection we need to make." 

"Won't people be suspicious of us..." she realized she didn't have to say it. She didn't have to call him Master, but she wanted to. "...Master?" 

"I don't care Mistress. They may think what they want. We have to go finish the bond. And anyway, Mother Maxibeth is going to have us sign some paperwork for legal stuff... You may call me Master if you want. I'm okay with it now, as long as you are Master over my soul as well." 

She smiled. "Then let us go Master." 

He stood and helped her up. Then hand in hand, soul tied to soul, they walked past the cheering crowd, with Mother Maxibeth trailing after them. 

____ 

Jimmy had never danced so much in his life. He was dancing for the 14th time with his new Wife and Mistress. His soulmate. 

But everything felt off. 

There was something missing from him.  

Something was gone. 

Part of his soul had been torn from him by his choice and placed on the ring on Delilah's finger. 

He felt broken, and would feel like this for the rest of his unnaturally long life. 

Unless he focused on the ring that he had been bound with.  

The ring now tied to his being so he could never remove it from his finger unless he and Delilah consented together. 

With the parts of her soul close to him, he felt whole.  

And from his Mistress' own mind, he felt her feel more complete than ever before. He could sense her joy and happiness. 

Delilah smiled and danced sensually close to him, rubbing her body against his. 

Their new bond allowed them to share each others thoughts freely if they desired and they spoke mind to mind, emotion to emotion, and memory to memory for the whole time since the ritual had concluded 

They were one. 

He told her everything. He told her how he knew her aunt, what Istelda had discovered, what he had discovered, and what he still had to do for Istelda. 

Everything, except for a few surprises he was still keeping from her for now. It had been her request to keep some things hidden like where they were going for her honeymoon. Plus there was the special gift he couldn't wait to give her tomorrow. 

His hands moved sensually up her body, fingers lacing into her tied backless dress as he held her to him, not caring if anyone saw him do this to his wife. He loved her and everyone should know it. 

They kissed passionately as the song ended and they shared their new found love for each other. 

But his guilt touched him again. 

He had really hurt her earlier when he made her take off her ring. He had felt her loathing towards him. 

Heard how much she wanted to hurt him. 

Or even kill him. 

She was happy now, but he sensed there was still something troubling her.  

Hopefully, he could make up for that over the next few hundred years and they could be happy together for several millennia. 

As she held him tightly to her while they kissed, her human tongue swirling around his, Jimmy felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned to see Rachel with Trixie close behind her. 

Trixie had been hanging out with Rachel all night, which Jimmy had been really grateful for as the rest of his family had gone back to the Hotel, and most of the normal Human people had started to leave as well. The remaining guests of the magical community would soon be leaving to the late night after-after party that would be held at Mother Maxibeth's house so the happy couple could have some time to themselves. 

Rachel was a little nervous as she asked, "Umm, may I talk to you big brother?" 

His eyebrow rose. "I guess. Let's go in the house. Sorry, but Mistress Blackwood must join us." 

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Now that you think you are bound forever, you aren't going to leave her side huh?" 

"She holds my soul, figuratively and literally." 

Delilah spoke behind him, hugging him from the back. "Only a part of it Master Blackwood. But it a part that I will cherish forever." 

His parents had been a little shocked to find out that they had 'combined their last names'. They didn't know Delilah's last name was really Blackwood instead of Greenwood so it sort of amused his dad and upset his mom that Jimmy was now a Blackwood. 

Part of being Master over a succubus meant taking on her Family name to show he was one of them. 

Not that Jimmy really wanted to be part of that Family besides being with Delilah. 

Delilah and Jimmy were well known for loving fantasy themes, so their name actually fit the picture that anyone had of them. 

Now he was officially James Blackwood. He had already gotten his name changed on his passport as something about having a magical government over him made stuff like that really easy. He also knew Delilah was back on her former account with him and owned half the house that had originally been hers in preparation for him to be her Master. 

Just as he wanted, despite how upset it had made Delilah when she had found out. 

They followed Rachel into the house, past a few wandering guests, and took Rachel to the study, shutting the magical doors that would prevent eavesdropping. 

"What is it Rachel?" 

"Well..." she started, "Now - ugh." The eighteen year old plopped herself on one of the couches, clearly embarrassed and frustrated. 

Jimmy sat opposite her, with Delilah cuddling up next him, careful not to undo his magical work on the dress he had to remake on her after he had torn it off to consummate their bond. 

He tried to comfort Rachel. "Come on Rache. I told you a ton of stuff and trusted you with some major secrets. Stuff I was even keeping from my future wife." 

Delilah cut in. "Ya like keeping from me he was planning on splitting his soul and giving a part to me. Or the fact that Trixie was his best man... or woman in this case." 

Jimmy ignored the first jab for now and tried to defend himself. "I thought it was only fair that if you took my sister as your Maid of Honor, I got to take your best friend as my best... woman. The orange tuxedo was her idea." 

He noticed Rachel was trying to hide a smile, while her cheeks blushed. 

But Delilah didn't notice and complained, "I can't believe you convinced my best friend to be your best man. I was so excited to have her be one of my bridesmaids and finally get her to wear a dress. I've been trying for years! I was this close. She had me convinced she would wear it." 

Jimmy probably would have chuckled, but the way his sister was acting caught his attention.  

Then he understood. 

He smiled at Rachel. "So, the cliche is true then." 

Both Rachel and Delilah looked at him confused as his wife asked, "What cliche?" 

He ignored the question and stared into his sister's eyes. "Rachel, do you like women?" 

Her eyes rose, and she looked embarrassed again before she quickly said, "Don't tell mom and dad. I don't know how to tell them yet." 

Delilah turned to her. "Well there's nothing wrong with that little sister." 

Rachel smiled at being called that. 

Standing, Delilah went over to sit next to Rachel. "You know, I swing both ways. Jimmy is the only one for me, but I've had some experience with the fairer sex. If you need help with anything, or need someone to talk to, girl to girl, we're family now and sisters. You can trust me with anything, Okay?" 

Rachel smirked. "As long as I tell my brother too right? You guys have that mind share thing where you tell each other everything." 

James smiled apologetically. "Sorry, but yes... you know I've kept your secrets, that is until Delilah was bound to me. She won't tell anyone what she knows." 

Delilah smiled, "Like the time Jimmy caught you with those-" 

"Okay!" Rachel interrupted. "I get it... but I understand. I trust both of you... trust you both with even more than our parents." 

Both women hugged as Delilah turned to look over at Jimmy. "You're okay with this right, husband of mine? Her liking women?" 

"I'm a little better than okay, but you may not be in a second, my dear wife." 

The girls pulled away and both looked at him confused until something clicked for Rachel.  

"Ah, cliché." Her face turned red again. 

Delilah looked from Jimmy to Rachel. "What cliché?" 

Rachel bit her lip before saying. "Well, the cliché of the Maid of Honor hooking up with the Best Man." 

It took even the usually clever Delilah a moment to understand. "You and Trixie!" 

Rachel blushed again as Jimmy laughed.  

He then guessed, "She invited you over to her place. And as a guard of the community, you are protected with her." 

Rachel nodded. "I wanted to see what you thought and if you were okay with it, but I had no idea where to even start." 

Jimmy stood and went over to her, sitting next to Rachel to hug her. "I don't mind little sister. And I won't tell mom and dad you went with her. I'll tell them you slept here."  

"I don't care either." Delilah commented from Rachel's other side. 

He released Rachel who smiled and said, "Thanks for being so understanding." 

Smiling back, Jimmy offered, "If you want me to tell mom and dad so they could take the blow easier and calm down before they talk to you, I'll do it." 

"I'll think about it, but I appreciate the offer anyway... Though it might be easier if I tell them." 

"I could make them not care by accidentally slipping them a potion." Delilah offered. 

Rachel laughed. "Ya, let's save that for plan C. I better go, Trixie is waiting." She stood. "Bye you two. Have a fun Honeymoon and bring me back a few souvenirs. I promise not to destroy the place." 

They all stood and Rachel hugged her brother and Sister-in-law tightly while they both said, "Goodbye." 

And she left. 

Delilah smiled at him. "I like Trixie and Rachel together. Trixie is a little older than her, but Cyclops have a slightly longer lifespan than Humans so they might die within a decade of each other. And I can feel how proud you are for her admitting this to you." 

"Ya, but this is just night one so don't plan their wedding yet." He eyed her suspiciously with a grin. "I can tell how much you want to have sex with me right now. And I could also feel you trying to see what the plans are for our honeymoon." 

She frowned. "I guess you got me." 

He frowned as well and they sat silently for a minute, avoiding each others minds and thoughts. 

"Hey Delilah, why haven't you shown your true form? I designed that dress with that in mind." 

Smiling deviously she said, "I'm punishing you because I know how much you want to see it." 

"Already punishing me then?" His face fell as he looked at her seriously. "I guess I deserve it." 

They hadn't really had much time alone since they had sex to seal the bond and had both avoided the conversation that was inevitable while inside each others heads, content to just love each other and share their other memories. Though it would still take Jimmy a long time to finally catch up with his wife's 74 years of knowledge. Not sleeping had given her quite the edge in all she knew. 

Finally he decided to give the speech he had been preparing in his head all day.  

"Delilah, I'll admit that I was starting to enjoy being your Master, though I definitely had issues with a lot of it. We had some good times together, and I tried to make it fair for you, but it wasn't. I know you disagree, and I know how much you enjoyed serving me and I've tried to understand it, but you have to understand that to me, that was wrong. Punishing you for little mistakes is wrong. Being someone you have to obey without question, with me not having to do the same, is wrong. If I could have, I would have given you all my soul instead of the single part. And I would have accepted just a small piece of yours. 

Jimmy took his wife's hand and stroked the gem that held his soul as he told her, "But that's not how this can work. I did this in the most fair way I could while also trying to save you from a live of misery to make you happy. I want to be yours as much as you want to be mine. We may be imbalanced in soul possession, and days of servitude, but I want us to be equals in everything else. If I could have given you every other day, I would have. You'll just have to be content in the knowledge that I will always see you as my equal, and won't abuse my power over you often over the six days you are mine." 

He stared into her magically transformed blue eyes for a long time, leaving her thoughts to herself while reinforcing his words with his own thoughts, feelings, and memories of all that he had discovered about the Master-Succubus relationship. 

Slowly, her eyes turned purple. Then her ear tips, nails, and teeth sharpened, while her blonde hair developed purple and orange streaks in the twist with the purple and white ribbon.  

Her black and purple tipped six inch horns appeared, as well as her purple accented black wings, and purple heart tipped black tail. 

She smiled and scooted closer on the couch to hug and kiss him. 

They kissed for a long time as she shared her gratitude for all he had done for her, and her acceptance at their new bond and relationship. Also grateful for the fact she served him more, but would love every day he had given her. And happy with the chance to be his equal in most things. 

They broke away. "Master, shall we kick everyone off of 'Our' property so that we might enjoy each other?" 

He glanced at his watch. "It's only 22:15 soooo... Yes please Mistress." 

____ 

Jimmy stared at his wife as the dress he so carefully crafted fell off of her body for the second time that day, revealing her naked form with the 'Bound' crest back on her back. 

She looked down at the pool of ribbons strewn about the floor, looking a little sad. "I loved that dress." 

"Want me to remake it again? I've been thinking about how to make it more permanent. I think I can-" 

"As long as you can remake it for me whenever I want, I'll be fine Master." 

"Did you just interrupt me?" Jimmy asked with a grin. 

Her eyes widened. "I... I don't need to be punished." She gave him a joyous smile. 

"Is that okay?" 

Nodding, she came over to him to kiss him and take his hands. "Thank you Jimmy. I do see that that was good for us." 

"Of course." 

"I wonder how everyone will react when I make a mistake. Some people won't like our new bond." 

"I honestly don't care. You are mine, I am yours. And that's all that matters." 

Nodding again, she smiled. "I guess you can still cast crests on me... as your wife, could you do me a favor?" 

"You want me to cast the first Crest on myself." He could still read her thoughts, and knew what was coming next. "And you want it to be something like the Crest where you become addicted to my semen or something." 

She looked embarrassed and nodded. 

He took a deep breath, before he used her Crest to make all the clothes that bound him slide off by his will. Then he said, "'I give myself the Crest of Vitality."  

A Crest he had never used before appeared on his chest which itched and burned slightly. 

They both looked down at it. The orange Crest had a symbol of the Caduceus staff with lightning bolts striking the intertwined snakes. 

"I have a tattoo now." He observed. 

"I guess so." She looked at it excitedly. 

"Delilah, there is something else I've been keeping from you." 

"Like our honeymoon?" 

"That's your idea to keep it a secret." 

She chuckled then frowned. "What is the secret?" 

"I tried casting a crest on myself a long time ago. Within the first two weeks of us being together. You went to go get something and I tried it. I was really curious, but didn't know how I really felt about it. I wasn't even sure I was going to tell you I tried it, because I was still new to all this. It didn't matter though, because It didn't work." 

She stared up at him in surprise. "Why didn't you tell me? And how did you hide this? I thought I knew everything about you." 

"I distracted you with other thoughts and memories inside my head. I thought you'd find out eventually, but I guess I was able to sub divert you by showing you my love. I got really good at that. I was really worried it would upset you that I couldn't do it, but as you can see now, I can. Our bond has effected me more now, as well as my sacrifice. I..." Jimmy hesitated. 

"Your soul Sacrifice?" 

"Not just that. Because I offered my blood and my soul, I..." 

Delilah's eyes widened in shock as he felt a wave of sorrow pass over her through her soul. "You... you are no longer a Tutisari." 

Jimmy shrugged. "I'm sorry, but I guess you'll have to protect me a little more. I think I'm still immune to some things, but I'm vulnerable to some other magics with our bond. We don't know how vulnerable I am. Maxi secretly tested it on me when you were signing our wedding papers and she couldn't cast anything on me, but now I can cast a Crest on myself where I couldn't before. I don't understand it, but some things might effect me while others won't like they would normal humans. I'm like half of a Tutisari." 

Delilah looked scared. "You shouldn't have done that. I don't know if I can protect you all the time." 

She tried to hug him, but was stopped by the protective shield he cast from her power. Her eyes widened in amazement while Jimmy smiled. 

"I've been practicing that for a while. It's pretty simple and doesn't require much of your energy, but there's also something else." He stepped closer and hugged her while grinning at her. "Delilah. I don't really want to leave your side ever again." 

Her smile was huge as she hugged him tightly with her arms, wings, and tail, before giggling happily. 

Then he added, "But, there may be times when it is necessary. I can always summon you if I really need to. Or I can stay in this house that you have protected for me. I'll be fine. Then there's also all the protective spells you can cast over me to protect me from evil magic users." 

She broke away with half a frown "We'll figure it out together. Thank you for sacrificing that for me. I don't like it, but I see that it was necessary for this new bond. So I guess the contract changed huh? That sounds like it took a lot to re-write it." 

Jimmy shrugged with a smile. "Not really. 

The Contract has been changed by my will." 

"What do you mean by 'your will?'" 

Jimmy took a deep breath. "The spell that changed our contract was controlled by my will. That's why we needed a full coven. What I did has never been done before. Your aunt helped me research it, and I've been talking to Mother Maxibeth about it since the day I met your Aunt. It all came from me and my love for you. I don't understand it. I may never understand it, but my subconscious will made our contract. It was Istelda's idea and would have only worked well with me being a Tutisari, with how much I love you, and with how decent a person I guess I am." 

"All this..." Delilah trailed off, not knowing what to say. 

"I did everything for you." Then he smiled and added, "And now I have a crest for you." 

Returning the smile, she told him, "Thank you. I've always wanted to have you have one. To experience the pleasure that comes from it." 

"I know. I've been curious too." 

"What does this one do?" Her hand came to and gently rubbed it. 

"Makes it so that I can orgasm as much as I want without having to rest as much." 

Her eyes widened in excitement. "Really?" 

"Hey, I'm not as strong or energetic as you are. Tonight, I really want to please my wife. I also want to see if I can finally wear you out for a change." 

She chuckled. "We'll see." 

"So, 'I command myself to become Addictive'." 

Another new crest burned on his abdomen, just above his penis. This one tingled more and made his body buzz with a strange reckless feeling. He suddenly wanted to tease Delilah and make her want him. 

She looked down at it with a smile. "You know I may not be able to stop once I start." 

He fought his desire to make her his and said, "I know. Which is why I still have you 'Bound'." 

Ribbons from her former dress slid up on her to form lingerie around her that left her nipples and groin exposed, while forming a pair of unique wrapped stockings that slid into the heels she wore. 

She went over to the mirror. "This looks great honey." 

"Oh, so I'm 'honey' now?" He said coming to hug her from the back, resting his head on her shoulder, his free erection sliding against her crotchless ribbon panties. 

"I was just trying it out." 

He kissed her neck, but refrained from letting her lips touch him. "I liked it. What do you think about 'babe'?" 

"'Sweetie'?" 

"'Sugar'?" 

"Darling'?" 

"'Hottie'?" 

"'Cutie'?" 

His chuckled and asked, "'Cutie'?" 

"Yes. You are my cutie, but you can be hottie too." 

"How about Master?" 

"Oh I like you calling me that," she joked, "But I would prefer Mistress."  

He chuckled again and kissed her neck, not yet daring to kiss the lips that would make her addicted to him. 

In her ear, he whispered, "I love you, my Mistress." 

Through her soul, he still sensed the desire for him that came to her suddenly. 

But she fought it as she broke away. "Something feels different today. I don't feel the need to call you Master. I thought you would be in charge of me every day except the ancient Sabbath." 

He frowned. "Well... I was hoping to give you this on our first anniversary, but I guess you figured me out. Every year on this day, our anniversary, we are completely equals. Neither of us are in command. Same goes for both of our birthdays. The power of each of those days is strong enough to block out any obligation of Servitude. I don't know if you knew this, but on your Birthday, I wouldn't be your Master. You would have only had a one day off every year." 

As he read her thoughts, he realized she had known that, but wasn't going to tell him or act any differently. 

"Hey!" He started. 

She tried to defend herself and complain about having his birthday off, but he read her thoughts again and told her, "We can still worship the other for their birthdays. It's just that we do it because it's our choice and no other reason." 

Considering that, his wife smiled. "I really like that. That's really sweet and romantic." 

"Thank you." He kissed her cheek again, feeling her desire grow more. "So today, you don't need to call me Master unless you absolutely wish to. Every other day that isn't Saturday you have to call me it once, but that's just the bare minimum. I really want you to only use it if you wish, so you don't have to do it if you're mad at me." 

"Why would I be mad at you Jimmy." She turned to press her silk, mostly covered body against his.  

Though Jimmy frowned as he remembered her fury at him earlier. 

He had never seen her so angry, and it had scared him. 

Reading his thoughts, Delilah easily fought the urge to have her way with him as she began to look sorrowful. 

In a small voice, she spoke, "I'm really sorry for my harsh judgment of you. I thought you were trying to take yourself away from me. I didn't want that." 

"I know. I deserved your anger, but I really thought it would be best to surprise you. I wasn't sure how you would react if I told you my plan earlier. And with how mad at me you were, you can see why I was scared." 

They both saw her think it could have gone either way with her never wanting to do it or agreeing to him anyway. 

She pushed the thoughts away to fill with a new one as she said, "I'm happy with it now. I think it might benefit you more than me..." 

He knew she meant that as she had gone from complete servitude to having a day off and not having to serve as much. 

"... but I think it'll make us both happier in the long run." 

"The very long run." He pulled her in close with a joyful feeling in his heart. "If I had to spend eternity with someone, I would want it to be you." 

Her smile made him more happy, as his Succubus wife tried to kiss him, but he held her away for a moment. 

Looking into her eyes he said. "We are stuck together from now on, and I want you to promise me something. Because this happens today, it means that you make this promise, not because you have to, but because you want to." 

He smiled to try and show her he didn't mean it to be a bad promise. 

She nodded. 

"I want you to promise me, that if you need a break from me, you will tell me. We'll figure out how to handle it if it happens. I'll probably have to be stuck in our house for a while, but we can figure it out. Please promise me this." 

She stared sadly into his eyes for a moment and he could hear her thoughts saying she would never do this, but she said aloud, "I will promise you this if-" 

"Delilah, I promise to do the same." 

She smiled. "I promise too then." 

Before she could kiss him like she desperately wanted, ribbons tied her up and pulled her to the bed, making her giggle. 

He made the ribbons unbind her, then climbed on the bed over her. "I love you so much. And I'm so happy we are now Married." 

"We were bound before that." 

"I know. I just..." 

"You really wanted to Marry me." She read his mind with a joyous smile. 

"Do you feel any different?" He asked as he bent to kiss her neck again. 

"Yes. I definitely feel a strange feeling of having part of your soul and a part of my soul with me." 

His kissing came to her cheek to whisper, "I know that already. I meant-" 

"If I feel closer to you now that we are properly wedded?" He paused his loving as she said, "It's complicated. Things are definitely different, especially with what you did, but I love that there is a difference. Especially because I feel closer to you than ever before."  

Her hand with part of his soul in the ring came up to stroke his cheek as she said, "I think I also feel happy that we are now properly wedded."  

Her hand moved to the back of his head to pull him in to kiss his lips, but he pulled away and she looked sad. 

"Wait. I just want to say, I really love you Delilah. With all my soul. I'm happy to be married to you too." 

"Thank you... Master." She giggled as he smiled down at her. 

"Ready now Mistress?" 

She answered by trying to kiss him again when he pulled away, making her frustrated.  

"Why do you keep doing this!" She asked while letting out a huff. 

"I'm just being cautious! Could you retract your claws and make sure your tail-" 

As she changed her purple claws into normal, yet still beautiful looking purple nails, her already heart shaped purple tail tip came up to stroke his face. "Worried about me hurting you?" 

"Yes. You don't understand this crest." 

Looking concerned, she tried to ask, "Then are you-" 

But he finally kissed her lips, and that's when he had her. 

____ 

From the touch of his lips, Delilah's only thoughts were of him. 

And how much she desperately needed him. 

She immediately grabbed him tightly, forcing his kiss deeper into her as her tongue speared his mouth and wrapped around his tongue tightly. 

Using her tail, she wrapped his waist as well and pulled his body closer to his, while her leg wrapped around his. 

'Take him!' Her demonic urges demanded. 

Feeling between them, she grabbed his erection and forcibly stroked it, but that wasn't enough to satisfy her need.  

She felt conflicted as she didn't want to leave his amazing and addictive lips, but his dick called to her and she desperately needed it, especially with the pre-cum she could smell sharply, enticing her and strengthening her arousal. 

Pushing him hard off her and onto the bed, not caring how hard she pushed him while he still could laugh at the playfulness, she launched herself on top of him to taste his pre-cum. 

Then she desperately wanted more. 

Her lips and tongue wrapped around his length before she shoved the whole thing into her throat as deep as it would go, while her unsharpened nails dug into his bare thighs to hold him.  

She bobbed up and down on him furiously, trying to pull his semen from him with her sucking. 

Then ropes came out of nowhere and pulled her off him. 

"No!" She screamed as she had to release his penis. 

But then he said, "My turn." Before his tongue engaged her seeping wet lower lips. 

She felt an incredible pleasure from his ministration, but that didn't slow her desire for his dick. With all her might, she tried to pull herself away from the ropes suspending her above the bed, and one of them came undone from its mount, only for more ropes to bind and hold her. 

"I need you!" She cried out. "Please!" 

He laughed. She only wanted to please him and make him cum for her, and he laughed at her. 

"Wow. I didn't realize how desperate you were for me." 

"Please!" Delilah had never felt like this.  

She was addicted to him. 

She wanted him more than anything in the world.  

They were just married, and he was teasing her. 

'Why? It hurts to not have him. Why is he doing this?' 

His voice said firmly. "I command you to become Named." 

A new crest burned on her lower torso above her dripping sex that he started licking, trying to get her to orgasm before she could have what she desired. 

"No. Let me have you first Master. Please!" She begged as she struggled in her binds. 

Delilah could think of nothing that she had ever wanted more than his precious semen. 

"Not yet... Delilah Blackwood." 

The second he finished saying her name, Delilah screamed in pleasure with a powerful orgasm. 

It never ended as he continued to lick her out, sucking all her juices from her. 

Finally it stopped as he slowed, and her desire to have him came rushing back. "Master..." she begged weakly. 

"Not yet Delilah Blackwood." 

Her gasp was louder as she orgasmed again. Then she felt the binds release her. 

While her orgasm continued with him holding her lower lips to his mouth tightly, her mouth found his dick and tasted his precum. She couldn't help herself and furiously sucked it like it was the only water in a desert, ignoring her own pleasure to release it from her Master. 

From Jimmy. 

Finally she was rewarded and his ejaculation was released while he gasped from beneath her. 

But she never wavered as she continued to blow him, desperate for his seed. 

Then she felt the desire leave her suddenly and she knew the Addictive Crest was gone. 

As punishment, or reward for giving her such a pleasurable and crazy experience, she didn't slow her blow job and started feeling her way to his anus.  

When she found it and cleaned the hole magically, he shivered under her and asked with his mind, 'What are you doing?' While his tongue still pleased her inner folds. 

'This.' She said in his head, before using magic to create lube on her finger and penetrate his anus. 

He gasped into her vagina and his mouth released her lower lips. 

She eased her finger deeper, loving the feeling of his virgin hole experiencing a new pleasure, and continued to bob up and down on him. 

He broke from her with a gasp and shouted, "Delilah Blackwood!" 

She shuddered and gasped around his length as she immediately orgasmed again.  

When her climax was finished, he pulled away to say, "I love you Delilah Blackwood." 

Which made her have to release him with a scream as he made her orgasm for the fourth time. 

"I will always love you Delilah Blackwood." 

Her scream became louder as she shouted in another powerful orgasm right as the other one ended, "MASTER!" 

"Delilah Blackwood!" 

And she orgasmed again, it not ending as he continued to ravage her with his tongue, his lower lip teasing her clit. 

Finally he let her have a moment to catch her breath while she lay on top of him. 

"How was that?" He asked under her. 

"Amazing Master." She said and almost lazily took his length in her mouth again. 

Her finger was still inside him and began teasing his warm and soft insides, another finger joining it. 

"That feels amazing." He moaned under her. 

She told him with her thoughts, 'Good. Wait until I press into this.' 

She found his prostate and he gasped and shuddered underneath her. 

"Wait! Mistress I-" 

At the name of Mistress, she would have choked on his length if she didn't have a gag reflex because that caused her to suddenly orgasm again, spraying her husband with more juices that could magically refill as she needed if she had the energy. 

When she was able to collect herself, she pulled her mouth off of him and lifted herself up to glare at him from between their wet bodies. 

He chuckled and tried to say, "I guess Mis-' 

But she gagged him with her vagina, sitting on his head while she firmly said, "No. It's my turn." 

His wonderful voice spoke in her head. 'What I was trying to say was that I guess Mistress is enough to set you off. And what I was also going to say was that the addictive crest wasn't removed from me.' 

Delilah's eyes widened as she saw it still on abdomen. 

'I can control the be and flow of it.' 

The desire for him came back and she tried to attack his dick again, desperate for his human seed. 

But he bound her with ropes to tie her away, yet again.  

She was too aroused to use her tail to cut them, the heart shaped head wrapping one of the ropes just to desperately hold onto something. 

"Please Master!" She begged all over again. "I need you." 

"Not that way." 

He turned his body underneath her hanging one and released her to suddenly to collapse on top of him.  

She tried to climb below him to taste his desirable semen, but he made her stop by saying, "No, Delilah." 

Her new orgasm from him just saying her first name distracted her momentarily enough for him to lift her and impale her on his enhanced Masterhood, her vaginal muscles taking it through the wetness while her orgasm continued, then became worse, her fluids spraying all over him and their bed, as she felt a new and much more powerful wave of desire to be penetrated and collect his semen into her womb. 

Her scream came again as she furiously rode his Masterhood, desperate for him to orgasm into her. 

Her tail made it's way between his legs, and she used her limited focus to shrink the heart until she penetrated his anus with it. 

That was enough to get him to orgasm, which made her more hungry for him while she rode another powerful orgasm of her own. 

He pulled her down as he moaned, forcing her lips onto his, her tongue breaking into his mouth to wrap his while she thrust her pelvis as hard as it could go, her tail going deeper into him, writhing around until he gave a strange orgasm she wasn't expecting. 

She felt the desire waver as he tried to take a break, but she continued her assault on his penis and prostate, causing his strange orgasm to happen repeatedly, not giving him the chance to remove her desire for him. 

Finally, with all her might and self control, she pulled her lips and tongue away from him which made him gasp for breath and released her from the desire as she watched the Addictive Crest on his stomach vanish. 

Delilah looked into her Master's icy blue eyes, loving him far more than ever before as he had just given her the best sexual experience she had ever had. 

It took a minute for him to catch his breath while she breathed heavily over him, never looking away from the man she loved more than anything. 

Finally he spoke. "That was amazing Delilah-" 

She was racked with another orgasm while she felt the Crest on her abdomen vanish. 

He laughed under her which made him have to catch his breath again. "Sorry Delilah. It's gone now." 

She shook her head and gently bent forward to kiss him as he pulled herself off and out of him. 

He grunted with pleasure under her lips as her tail left his rectum. 

Then she felt his pain. 

"Sorry Master. I might have been a little to forceful for your first time." She cast a spell of healing on his abused rectum. 

After he sighed in relief, he told her, "Hey, it was my fault. I kind of went a little overboard on the crests, but that was wonderful." 

The ribbon Lingerie she still wore, began slipping off her and laying themselves on the floor, while orange and purple ribbons appeared and wrapped the two of them up so they could cuddle while bound together. 

They lay next to each other, staring into each others eyes for several minutes, their minds having gone blank from the pleasure they had endured. 

Finally Delilah said, "Thank you for today Jimmy. I never thought I would have a better day than the day I bound myself to you, but you pulled off a miracle." 

"Everything for you Delilah. My mistress." 

She felt a concern and nervousness emanate from him, as he summoned his phone and checked the time. 

He was preventing her from reading his direct thoughts again. 

"What is it Master?" 

He took a deep breath and looked at her with a warm and amused smile. 

"Well. I am sorry to say Delilah..." 

He banished his phone and she felt the Bound Crest and ribbons vanish from her as she felt a weird shift in the world.  

In herself. 

Jimmy got off the bed and looked at her with a smile before he bowed low to her. "You may no longer call me that. For I am your humble servant... Mistress." 

It was midnight.  

Delilah felt a wave of fear wash over her as she swore, "Oh, Harbinger." 

Delilah the Succubus was now Jimmy's Master, as she would be for every Saturday for all of Eternity. 

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The End  

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"Dear Reader, 

I hope you enjoyed my story. Sorry this one was so long.

Please Star the story or Comment below if you liked it. 

C3Verse: Convention Story continuing soon. 

-XAREK 

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I'm just kidding! 

I'll post a follow up story! I couldn't leave this story without letting Delilah have at least one day as Mistress. More on that below. 

TRICK OR TREAT! 

(That was the Trick part) 

I hope you liked James and Delilah's story and it kept you on the edge of your pillow, excited to read more (I usually read and write this kind of stuff in bed). I had a lot of fun writing it and watching it grow and develop. 

I have several Ideas for more short stories, but as I stated in the beginning, this was more of a five [6 and a half] part introduction story to this part of the C3Verse. Anything else with it, I will try (and probably fail) to make it as a one or two part story, that is like a one shot, trying to make it its own story and not have most of the background needed for some kind of Epic like the C3Verse Convention storyline. 

Speaking of which, Who misses Alex and Lexi? I sure do and cannot wait to reintroduce them in their first time crossdressing story. After that, despite our Halloween having passed already by that point, I will be sending out a story that takes place the Halloween after Bree's Birthday. (Man that feels like forever ago.) 

Anyway, anything more of the C3Verse: Community Storyline will be written when I need a break from the other C3Verse. After this month anyway. 

So, next week I'll be posting a follow up that takes place the day after this story, then in a couple of weeks after I have a Halloweencation, I'll post The Acrobat (or Alex's first time crossdressing and going to C3). 

Please, Please, Please tell me what you think. I would love to keep going, but only if people are enjoying these. Also, What do you think of how long this one is? I Think I should have split it up a little more after discovering it was over 19,000 words.(about 150 Minutes at 130 words per minute) Am I too detailed, or should I just make more parts and maybe try and release more often like two times a week? 

If you have any more ideas for when my brain eventually stagnates, I would love to hear them. Even if it's as simple as a new Idea for a Crest or Party the community could throw. I have several Crest Ideas already, but who knows what could happen. 

Anything is possible with Magic and Belief. 

-XAREK"