demon summoning gone wrong

"A bit," she confessed, trying to stretch. "Ugh. . . I wouldn't mind a massage. . . or a way to rid these nasty welts. Pretty sure there's a couple on my pussy that are swollen. . ."
 
Christophe handed her a plate of food and started rubbing out her muscles. As he worked, he activated the mark and the welts and red marks on places that would be visible went away. "Can't have anyone knowing how kinky you are, can we, pet?" he teased.
 
Tessa blushed. "Would you honestly believe that was my first time in a scene like that?" she asked.
 
"No, I wouldn't," he said. "You enjoyed that a lot." He paused a minute. "Whatever should I do for you for that superb performance?"
 
She smiled, almost beaming. "Was it really that good?" she asked. "I just did what was natural, and I was scared for a good portion of it."
 
"It really was, and I want to reward you for it," he said. "Don't think simple either. I can do a lot more than you think."
 
Tessa blushed. She wasn't used to being complimented like this. "I'll think of something good," she promised. Finished with breakfast, she walked over to him and kissed him gently and sweetly.
 
Christophe paused when she kissed him. It was completely new to him that a servant treated him in any way but subservient terror. He managed to kiss her back before asking, "Got any plans for today?"
 
Tessa shook her head. "Maybe grocery shopping. Today and tomorrow are my days off this week," she said. She smiled sweetly. "Is there any food you particularly like?" she asked.
 
"I don't really eat," he said. "I can, but mostly I take sexual energy. Besides, I have no idea what you people eat anymore," he said.
 
Tessa smiled. "Then I'll introduce you to some new food," she said simply. She kissed him again in that same gentle and sweet manner.
 
Christophe's member was at full on attention from the kiss. "Can you give me some breakfast before you leave?" he asked.
 
She nodded and continued to stroke him. Standing up on tip toe a little, she kissed him again, moaning softly.
 
"You know what I am, but you aren't scared of me. Why is that?" he asked, loving what her hands were doing.
 
She shrugged, still stroking him. "I honestly don't know," she admitted. Her other hand began massaging his balls. "Probably because I don't like being afraid. I don't think it's worth being afraid. Scared, yes. Afraid, no."
 
Christophe groaned in pleasure as she worked him over. "That's it, Tessa, take me home," he thought. "Is there anything you want me to call you besides your name>" he asked thinking of all the things she had been called in the last day.
 
"Whatever feels natural to you," she said, continuing to stroke and massage. "I really like 'pet', though. I typically don't like the more humiliating names unless we're playing."
 
"Pet will work," he said, spurting his load all over her arms and chest. He stood up and dressed. "What do you want me to do while you're gone?"
 
She moaned as his warm seed spilled over her torso. It actually felt great on her beaten chest. "If you could clean up a little, that'd be good," she said. She cleaned herself up and got dressed for shopping. "I'll be back soon," she promised, kissing him before heading out the door.
 
By the time she returned, Christophe had the kitchen spotless. "Hope you like it," he said,
 
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