demon summoning gone wrong

Tessa thought. "There'd be clothing at the store down the street. I can go get you some," she said.
 
Tessa quickly dressed and went down to the store. About half an hour later, she returned with several shopping bags, containing everything from casual wear to a more sophisticated look.
 
Christophe rifled through the bags. "As a boon for your oral pleasure, you can decide what you get to see me in tonight."
 
Tessa thought for a moment, before drawing out the silk pajama bottoms that she had found. "I figured you could sleep in them. If not, they're good for lounging."
 
He saw her blush and decided to push. "Your tits are pretty great too. What do you think of my cock?"
 
Christpohe looked out the window at the night sky. "I suppose you have a long day tomorrow. Sow me to our room."
 
Tessa nodded and led him down the hallway to her room. It was a large room, with a good sized bed in it. Not much else was there, except for a couple of dressers and a nightstand. She changed out of her clothes and into a soft pink nightgown to asleep in.
 
Christophe spent half the night getting used to his new reality. The last time he was on the planet, roads were a new concept. He tried using everything in the house, finally thinking he had tried everything he was comfortable with, and went to bed.
 
Tessa tossed and turned all night, unable to believe what she got herself into.

When morning finally came, she groggily dragged herself out of bed, almost freaking out when she saw Christophe in the bed.

"I was hoping that was a nightmare," she mumbled to herself. She dragged herself to the bathroom and started taking a shower.
 
Christophe heard the water running and sat up in bed. He stripped, headed into the bathroom, and climbed in with her, pressing his dick into her. "Good morning, pet," he said, nibbling her ear. "I have a big job for you today."
 
Tessa shrieked in surprise, but calmed down. "And what is that?" she asked hesitantly, continuing to wash herself.
 
Christophe took the washcloth and began sensually washing her. "Well you know how you need food to survive? I need something else, and as my servant, you can help me get it. Get on your knees and I'll wash your hair," he said, lathering his hands with shampoo.
 
"I think you know what I need," he said, beginning to lather her hair, his cock swinging in Tessa's face. "I can do it myself, or if I mark a servant, she can also gather sexual energy for me."
 
Tessa nodded. "What's the best way for me to get that to you?" she asked. Absently she reached up and began stroking his cock.
 
Christpophe smiled. It had been less than a day and she was already taking his cues. He started to rinse her hair out. "Anything you do with me right now generates it," he said. "However, once I mark you, any act you perform will help me sustain myself."
 
"I will touch you and it will look like a tattoo on you," he said. "You seem more shocked about that than the sex. Interesting."
 
"Sex is a natural thing," Tessa remarked, still stroking, her other hand reaching up to play with his balls.
 
"You accept then?" he asked, enjoying every bit of her touch. "I can mark you in an instant."
 
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