In Which an Elven Servant... Ch. 25

In Which an Elven Servant Suffers a Succubus to Live in Her Home

Chapter 25

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The one catgirl keeps staring at me with this wide eyed expression while I mix drinks. It doesn't bother me, but it's the kind of thing where, if she wasn't so cute, it would be super creepy. It's flattering, but a little weird. I'm not used to being an object of affection that way, I'm more comfortable being on the other end.

There's a certain admiration in the stare... I don't know if she considers me 'above' her somehow, the way I, as an elf, feel towards humans. I never really gave much thought to hierarchy beyond the relationship of humans and their lessers. Though I suppose I do consider elves inherently higher than some species. Just not the kind of species that anyone would want to touch without gloves, much less form an attraction to.

But of course, tonight isn't about me. I hope she knows that. She and her companion are here for Lucy, so she'll have to make do with me watching. Maybe if Master is pleased with her, he'll allow her and I to... Like I said, this isn't about me!

I hand glasses to their requested owners, and find a comfortable spot on the couch beside Miss Clara. To my surprise, Lydia sits on the other side of me, wedging me rather tightly between the two human women. And, because of the height difference in our species, it leaves me with breasts beside my face on either side. While not absurdly large, neither of them are what you'd call small in the chest, at least compared to me. Tits and catgirls and a firm hand. I'm so proud of you, Master.

Speak of the devil - meaning Master, not Lucy - he comes over to join us on Clara's other side. That is, until Lydia quite deftly catches his hand in passing. I jump a little, and not just because this nearly shoves one of her breasts in my face; I naturally get a little on edge when people get grabby with my Master. But I calm and remind myself that it's a human woman, and our guest.

"Oh no you don't," Lydia giggles a little, pulling him back towards her, "I was promised some attention for my part in this."

He stumbles back a little as he land on the couch, nearly on top of her, "I don't remember anything like that."

"I... may have made certain... assurances about you and specific anatomical..." Clara trails off, purposefully avoiding eye contact, "Look, don't worry about it, let's just have a good time. Yuki, Yuri, I think Lucy is in need of your attention."

Master beckons her over and Lucy slowly drags herself in front of him, with the most apprehensive expression I've witnessed on her. Not only that, but said expression is, if I'm not completely mistaken, utterly devoid of any hint of smugness. Didn't think I'd live to see the day.

Without a word, he reaches out to enter the code into her belt, which then drops to the ground. There's a few little gasps from the womenfolk (though not including myself) as Master reveals his little demon's little demon. She doesn't immediately reach for her pussy, which I half expected. I don't know if it's because the wards are still in place and she's actually learning, or because she's uninterested because of the situation. Considering that she's wet already (no surprise, really), I'm left to assume it's the former. So, good for her, in that case.

"You do like to keep them locked up, does it work?" Lydia asks, reaching down to tap between my legs, as if testing the strength of my belt.

I jump a little in surprise at the boldness, but quickly regain my composure. If Master's lovely guest wants to reach there, that's fine with me so long as it's fine with him.

"With Lorelei, it's more of a formality," Master explains as she leans against his shoulder, "She knows well enough to-"

Miss Clara clears her throat loudly, followed by a chuckle, her arm going around my shoulder and squeezing me to her.

Master continues, "She -usually- knows well enough to keep her hands where they belong. But of course, her willpower isn't infinite. The belt is mostly there to help her out with that. Lucy, on the other hand..."

Who still hasn't said anything, which is unusual for her.

"I take it you don't belt your girls, then?" Master asks Lydia, who I note has made sure her tits are very much in contact with him.

"Oh, no. Keeping two catgirls belted would be more trouble than it's worth. If they don't have their little pussies to keep their attention now and then, they'd find other ways to occupy themselves, and probably destroy the house in the process," she laughs, "I suspect you're more of a disciplinarian than I could ever be."

"You don't know the half of it," Clara interjects, fiddling with the key around her neck.

I assume she's referring to my punishment last week, or the things he's done to Lucy. Honestly, though, while he's becoming more strict and authoritative, I'd hardly call Master a disciplinarian. I've always considered him quite lenient.

A sharp yelp draws our attention to Lucy, her tail sticking straight up behind her as both Yuki and Yuri have silently found their way behind her. Both are already undressed, and all four hands are already very.

"Can we have our demon, now?" Yuki asks, arms coiling around Lucy and grabbing both tits, examining them like meat.

"Go ahead girls, she's all yours," Master acknowledges.

Lucy tries to pull away, as if by instinct, but has little luck with that. Yuri slides up from beneath, wrapping her arms around both legs and burying her face between them. Her escape attempt only manages to throw her off-balance and send all three girls tumbling to the floor in a heap of lesbian molestation.

"Lucy, since you're taking your punishment so well, I might permit you to cum tonight, if you can do so purely from Yuki and Yuri's attentions," Master tells her, "But of course, you'll have to ask, first, while having one of their tongues or some of their fingers inside of you. And you'll need to tell me how much you appreciate the chance to play with the girls, and how much you appreciate the chance to cum from their touch."

Like I said, he can be a bit too lenient, sometimes.

It's curious that two Japanese catgirls taking sexual advantage of a succubus is the second most interesting thing going on in the room. To me, at least.

Lydia is getting very comfortable with Master very fast, and it makes me a little unsure, to be honest. She's getting very touchy, and very flirty, for someone who just met him.

Not that I have any room to say anything. Master seems fine with it, as does Clara. I just worry that she isn't appreciating him on the level that she should. Master isn't just a walking human cock, you know.

It isn't a jealousy, thing, that's silly. If I'm not jealous of Miss Clara, how could I be jealous of her? I very much want him to fuck her. But after that, will she be back? Or will it be a one time thing? If a woman is going to fuck my Master, she really should be ready to start making herself available for his sexual needs. It's only proper.

"They really are going at it, aren't they?" Lydia says, leaning forward to watch.

Yuki has Lucy more or less pinned down. Impressive, considering they're noticeably smaller than she is. Yuri, on the other hand, has already dived between her legs and is aggressively devouring her pussy. That... looks like it feels really good. You'd never know it from Lucy's expression, though. Amazing that a succubus can look uncomfortable at being eaten out.

"Whew, getting a little warm in here," Lydia says, and follows up by pulling her sweater over her head, revealing a low cut shirt beneath it. Not exactly subtle. Nor is the way her hand lands on Master's thigh.

"Don't be shy girls, take full advantage of her," Master encourages the girls. They clearly aren't being shy, I can only suspect he's saying that for Lucy's, er, 'benefit'.

"Why do catgirls have this effect on her?" Lydia asks.

"I'm not certain, to be sure. I suppose it makes some semblance of sense, with cats' relationship with evil spirits, although that doesn't really explain why that is. I, myself, just found out because Lorelei told me she'd come across her reaction to cats," my sweet Master quite thoroughly sells me out. Hopefully Lucy is too out of it to remember that.

"Have they been with a man before?" Clara inquires, playing with the key around her neck, again "Your girls, I mean. I've not really asked before."

"Yuki has. She was a little sneak and had a rendezvous with a catboy at the breeding center, before I got her, but never with a real man" Lydia tells us, "Yuri hasn't. Like I said, she's shown herself mostly to be fond of girls."

"I'm sure we can show her the light," Clara giggles.

I admit, I like where that is going, though this one, I'm actually a little jealous of. Master hasn't had me yet, not properly. He really should fuck his elf before he starts in with other non-human girls. Not that I have any say in that.

"Would you like that, too, Lorelei?" Clara whispers into my pointed ear in hushed tones, like she's reading my mind. She's actually quite good at speaking at a volume that's clear to my ears but, likely, not others.

She doesn't wait for an answer, not that it's necessary, the question was clearly rhetorical. What she does, instead, is lean over my slender frame, pressing her chest to my face in the process. She reaches past me and Lydia, all squeezed tightly together, and deftly unfastens Master's pants with one hand. She pulls out his clearly hardening cock, then leans back into her seat, like it's the most normal thing in the world.

Master smirks over at her bold behavior, and she just shrugs in response, "You two are far too slow for my tastes, so I thought I'd just speed things along. What are friends for?"

Too slow, she says!

Lydia giggles and takes ahold of Master's cock in her hand, like it belongs to her or something, and squeezes it as it becomes fully erect. Master grasps her by the back of the head and pulls her in for a kiss while she strokes him. That makes me a little more comfortable. Women taking advantage of my Master puts me on edge. Master taking advantage of them, that's just natural and proper. Also, it's hot.

"What about you?" Miss Clara whispers, again in that hushed tone, my ear twitches and I lean back to look at her as best as I can without really turning away from Master and Lydia, "You wanna get fucked tonight, too?"

I swallow hard. No answer necessary. Did she really just say that? Did she mean it? Could she make it happen? She does have a lot of sway over Master...

"We'll see. There's three girls ahead of you. We'll see how much stamina your Master has tonight," she smiles and nips the end of my ear.

In other words, her friend and both catgirls have dibs before I do. I despair a little at that. He's only been properly with Clara, expecting him to fuck four new pussies tonight is a lot to ask, even for a fine specimen of humanity like Master. In just a few words, she's gotten my hopes through the roof, then dashed them, leaving me a thousand times more aroused than before.

That she starts to drag her fingernails up and down the surface of my chastity belt doesn't help. Lydia is right, it is getting a little warm in here.