My Servant System

"I... I... I would..."

The Dogkin was swallowing hard as she stared at Jahi with a primal need, her eyes - despite being cloudy and unfocused - seeing only the Demoness as I played around with her desires, giving her a taste of what I felt as we both stared at the Demoness and only the Demoness.

Those obvious muscles hidden beneath her leather and chainmail armor, the strikingly handsome visage that was given a darker, more intimidating beauty thanks to the gold tipped ram horns that curled around her head.

How her lips pressed into a thin line, or those brilliant amethyst eyes that threatened to bore a hole right through us as she turned back towards me, the warning not at all lost as we both listened to the Dogkin in my embrace sputter out her answer.

"G-Get on my knees... and... let her step on me... t-to even be able to kiss her foot would be bliss I am not deserving of; a-and if she deemed me adequate enough, I would kiss her calves, her thighs, and then..! And then..!"

"And then what, my dear~? You would worship that foot long rod of perfection with your tongue? Shower it in praises with your lips? Is that what you would do? Massage the bountiful orbs that rest below as you coax out her superior seed to nourish your unworthy body?"

Swallowing hard again, the Dogkin nodded fervently, causing Jahi to groan softly before she growled "Kat, enough!", and whilst I understood her anger, understood the disgust she was directing at not only the hostage I had, but also at me, I gave her a smile as I replied "Jahi, please... I am ’aiding’ this friend of ours just as she is aiding me~!"

My towering lover curled her lip at that, but she fell quiet as she noticed that I was funneling a little more of that pink energy into the Dogkin’s mind, forcing a moan out of her as she quivered in my arms, her body going slack as she came prematurely.

"Imagine, my dear... you, on your knees, staring upon the brilliance of such a superior mortal in every facet of the word as she yearned for release... her body so achingly hard as she flexed for us both, showing off that strength, that prowess that would make us realize our place...

Imagine it... imagine it closely... intimately... Visualize this Demoness standing above you, staring down at you... a stud of the highest degree, a futanari usually seen only in erotica demanding you service her..."

The Dogkin’s lustful moans became more plentiful as she screwed her eyes shut, her body quivering constantly as she did what I asked her to do, fueling my Lust Mana and overcharging it with energy as I slowly began to work towards a new test, one that I needed to perform.

Something I needed to learn from this that I wasn’t comfortable doing on someone I loved; placing Jahi in this throe of ecstasy was arousing, but I could clearly break her mind doing this if I wasn’t careful, and already I was beginning to feel that reservoir above my womb ache; not with a thirst that I usually felt, not in a way that made it easier for me to partake in sex with my well endowed lovers, but in a way that just... hurt.

There was nothing to be gained from this wrenching, agonizing pain that warped my lower body, and as I focused on the Lust Mana being empowered inside the Dogkin’s head, my own mind began to throb as well, the beginnings of a migraine taking root inside my skull.

However, I pressed forwards, past the blistering heat that threatened to overclock my body and past the darkening of my vision as I muttered "Now, my dear, imagine a room illuminated by a candle; it lights up the sculpted abdomen of our Demoness, allows her to cast an arousing shadow across your face as she grabs your head-"

Moaning loudly again, the Dogkin orgasmed once more before shuddering as she settled into that scene, though when Jahi growled again and stared at me not with amethyst eyes, but golden ones instead, she squirmed and almost opened her own eyes.

"-and guides you forwards, towards your purpose in life... But then, the candle dims; the cerulean skin of the Demoness darkens, and her eyes shut closed, leaving you alone. Alone in the dark. The candle flickers out completely, and suddenly... you’re cold. Empty. Not afraid, but... stuck. Swaddled in darkness and devoid of stimulation. You feel nothing."

Her moans ceased almost instantly, and I watched in fascination as the pink mist that permeated her head began to drift off towards me, coalescing before my eyes and separating itself from her as it took a shape.

Her shape; standing in the middle of the air was a half foot or so tall model of the Dogkin woman, looking around in confusion before focusing on me, where she began to run her hands over her body and try and seduce me.

The form the pink mist took began to alter itself to my tastes as I watched it dance; muscles hardened up her limbs and abdomen, and yet breasts as bountiful as mine and a butt to match softened her up nicely, whilst her expression turned coy and sultry; it was still recognizably the Dogkin, but to me... it was perfect.

Strong arms to hold me close, large breasts to cushion us as we embraced, a clear penchant for mischief as she winked at me; everything was perfect for me as a partner, and it only became larger and more solid as more Lust Mana began to seep out of the Dogkin, who was completely still and silent now.

When it reached an entire foot in height though, those coy smiles and seductive dancing turned instead to sneers and an arrogant posture as she looked down at me, letting me know that now was the time to begin the real test.

Staring into her eyes and focusing on the strands that connected us, I felt them each and strengthened them, selecting the key ones to focus on first as I began to slowly wrap them around my ’perfect lover’.

She - of course - fought back, swatting at the ropes and slicing them into pieces as she tried to break free from the cage of pink mist that was both hers, but also not hers; we glared at one another before another rope shot out from the mist and wrapped around her throat, forcing her to try and break free from that one lest she choke and pass out.

Clawing at it and trying to tear it away, she was slowly and meticulously bound as I brought her to her knees, commanding her to remember from whom she was created and who owned her; forcing her to stare up at me as I began to pull her back towards my body.

At first she redoubled her efforts to break free, but as the next rope lashed across her back and bound her hands to her waist, she moaned and looked up at me in surprise, bringing a smirk to my lips as I whipped her again.

This time, the rope collided with her butt, and the pink Dogkin jump slightly before pouting at me as she sank to her knees willingly, relaxing herself and allowing the remaining ropes to bind her up completely.

The mist began to seep into my pours and return to that reservoir, and after a few seconds of ensuring that the bounds were strengthened, I gasped as I felt the reservoir warm up again, though this time pleasantly as the Lust Mana inside of it tickled my deepest parts, letting me know what it wanted.

My headache began to recede, and after a few seconds I blinked away the haziness of my vision as I looked up towards Jahi, who was still staring at me coldly, those golden orbs not moving a modicum of an inch as she just kept watching.

The judgement in them was heavy, and for a moment my heart dropped into my stomach as I stared back at her, unable to tell if I had messed up too badly to appease her; so... in the twisted way of this world - in the twisted way of our family - I turned towards the slack Dogkin in my arms and reached for her throat.

In a quick, clean, and concise movement, I slit the Dogkin’s throat and dropped her to the ground, letting her body roll to the side as I freed us of this unwanted burden and made the bank home to only two living people; me and my soul bound lover.

For another few seconds she just stared at me, and my heart grew tighter in my chest as I

Stared back at her, trying to figure out what I should say or do to apologize correctly, but then she sighed and looked away, focusing on the corpse of the Dogkin as she muttered "Please learn a different way to do that, Kat..."

Her voice was strained as she nudged the body with her boot, and when she looked back at me again the Demoness’ eyes were back to their otherworldly amethyst, no longer laden with judgement as she said "I don’t like seeing you that close to someone in a mood like that... It sickens me greatly; I especially am not keen of you trying to make me have a threesome that involves some random woman."

Deciding that the best course of action was the one that would both alleviate her stress directly and perhaps also give her some amusement, I strode forwards and happily pressed my breasts against her as I whispered "Why not~? Usually futanari or men would love~ the chance to use a woman like that... She would have made a good rag, wouldn’t she~?"

Of course, no matter what I was trying to do to get a certain action out of my Jahi, she always surprised me with how she arrived at that action, and now it was with a firm smack to my butt as she growled "Why should I bother finding some random low quality rag when I have one

Right here?"

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