Chapter 227: Cute Mistress in Training

“On your knees,” the petite succubus—calling herself Mistress Lilis—gave me a simple order, but her tone was ice cold and her face showed nothing but stern determination.

I resisted the urge to laugh, standing there like the motherly figure that I was before deciding to go with the roleplay. My eyes darted to the toy whip in her hands, and then, an expression of determination was written on her face. The little girl was cute, and a part of me actually felt bad for wanting to mess with her. But another part, the sadistic, perverted side, was intrigued to see where she was going with all of this and how far she was willing to go.

“Since this is our first time, I’ll go easy on you,” she said, a wicked smile decorating her cute face as she stood before me trying to appear dominant.

“From now on, you’ll address me as Mistress.” Her green eyes sparkled with anticipation, and she gripped the whip in her right hand tighter. “You’ll do as I say, or suffer the consequences.”

“And what kind of consequences are we talking about?” My eyes narrowed, but my lips twitched. I was trying really hard to suppress a wide smirk.

WHIP!

But Lilis had other plans, and she used the whip on the bare skin of my arm, leaving a red mark and causing my arm to stretch and twitch in reflex.

“You’ll speak only when I allow you,” the small dominatrix answered, a playful grin stretching her lips. Then she sat on the edge of the bed and brought her right foot close to my face.

“Serve.”

It was an order, one simple word, and yet I couldn’t resist her charm. Even if my heart wanted me to continue acting, to challenge her domination, and force her into a submissive role, my body had a mind of its own and moved instinctively, reacting to my daughter’s words like it had a life of its own. Plus, my body began to heat up from the thought of being used as a toy.

“Good,” the succubus praised as my lips touched the soft surface of her bare feet, tracing a hot, wet trail around her dainty ankle.

WHIP!

A second hit landed on the bare skin, this time my exposed ass, causing me to yelp and moan in both pleasure and pain as my muscles involuntarily clenched. The act surprised me as I did not do anything wrong, as far as I was concerned.

“Get on the bed, slave,” my daughter said, her tone calm, and yet a hint of satisfaction could be heard.

I knew this was not right and it was wrong on many levels, not just morally and emotionally. But I didn’t care. I found this whole situation both amusing and arousing. And from the smirk on the girl’s face, and her emerald eyes glistening with a burning hunger for my flesh, she was not ready to stop anytime soon. And neither was I.

So, I was left with no option but to submit. To submit to my cute and sexy daughter, to submit and serve the person who was now my mistress.

I climbed on top of the bed, on all fours like a dog, presenting my exposed ass to the dominant succubus as I waited patiently for her next move. A deep throbbing was resonating around the inside of my pussy. I didn’t have a cock at the moment since

Lilis began inspecting my body. She was taking her time, walking in circles, using the tip of her whip, and occasionally poking my ass or my exposed breasts. She was doing this for a reason, making me more submissive or instilling fear—I wasn’t sure. All I could understand was the fact that I was growing more and more needy.

“You really have a slutty body,” Lilis purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction as she continued her inspection. I shivered at the sound, my body betraying my attempts to maintain a sense of control. The sting of the whip on my skin only heightened my arousal, and I found myself craving more of her touch, even if it came with a painful reminder of my new place.

Then I saw Lilis waving her hand, summoning two medium-sized dildos. They appeared normal at first glance, but when she brought one close to my lower lips, an electric shot sparked inside my pussy, making it feel alive and bringing it to a whole new level of need. I almost lost all control. My body was almost lost to my sexual desire, my lust demanded me to rub and grind myself to climax. I would have gladly complied, but I had to hold it and play my role.

“You like that, don’t you, slave?” she asked, her voice laced with amusement. “I can see how much you crave the mix of pleasure and pain. It’s making you wetter by the second.”

I couldn’t deny it. Both my ass was twitching and my pussy was making those lewd sounds, as it continued drooling a large pool of vaginal juices all over my legs.

“This is just the beginning, slave,” with those words, the succubus shoved the first dildo all the way in, stretching my inner walls to the limit and instantly activating a wave of intense pleasure and stimulation from the electricity that it shot.

“Ahhh…! Hah-hh!” I couldn’t help but moan, as my insides suddenly tightened around the dildo as it expanded, doubling in size, making it impossible for me to remove it. And as I was about to protest—just for the sake of the role—the petite dominatrix surprised me with a series of hard lashes on my asscheeks, creating new waves of hot, sensual pain all across my exposed body.

“No,” the succubus spoke with a dominating authority before shoving the second dildo in my ass. “Slaves don’t talk.”

As the second dildo filled my ass, I gasped, my body trembling with the overwhelming sensations coursing through me. The electric pleasure and the stinging pain from the whip created a heady mix, pushing me further into submission. I felt my inhibitions melt away and found myself disabling all of my new perks and powers, temporarily transforming my body to that of a mortal human only to feel more pleasure.

My only complaint was that Lilis was taking everything slow and safe in a way. Fuck, I could see plenty of tools, but she wasn’t using any of them. Even when she whipped me earlier on my ass, she clearly went soft, like a kid on her first ride.

‘I’ll make sure to teach her how to dominate.’

As I was lost in my thoughts and the pleasure, Lilis brought two blue balls of some kind. At first, I thought they were small slimes, but I was wrong.

“Show me those cow boobs!” she ordered, her hand waving to make her intentions clear. “Now, let’s have some real fun, slave.”

With those words, the succubus brought one ball under my nipple. She squeezed a little, making a few drops of my milk fall on the ball. As soon as my milk hit it, the ball seemed to come alive, and it split into four like a flower, latching onto my nipples and sucking on them like crazy.

“AHH… f-fuck,” my body immediately jolted, the unexpected sensation surging through me. My chest suddenly became overstimulated. The sucking sensation created an addictive pulsing that rushed straight to my core and added an extra dose of bliss and pleasure.

This ball thing began to grow the more it drank my milk. Small tentacles with sharp tips started sprouting from its end and burrowing inside my nipples, stretching the skin, widening the canals, and pumping more blood to them.

“Do you like them, slave?” the dominatrix asked, her lips stretched in a smirk and her hands rubbing and squeezing the milk from my other breast right into the second ball.

“They are called… milk seekers. They attach themselves to the nipples, draining their target of milk, and if the target doesn’t have milk to suck on,” the succubus’s smile widened, “then the seekers will be feeding on the target’s blood. And since they can’t tell the difference between a male and a female, it can have dangerous consequences.”

After saying that, she brought so many tools that I lost count—everything from whips, handcuffs, plugs, cages, and paddles to candles that made you feel like they burned, and something called a fire feather that tickles and burns at the same time. However, when Lilis wanted to use the tools, she kind of froze, lost in thought.

“Hmm?” I was wondering what made my usually horny and excited daughter become so hesitant.

“What’s wrong?” I couldn’t help but ask, as this whole situation was somehow strange. Not just strange—it felt off.

“W-well…” Her face turned from excited to sad, and she lowered her head.

“What is it, sweetie?” My motherly instinct kicked in, and I pulled her into a hug, making her head rest on my breasts.

“I’m sorry, Mother,” the girl muttered in a small voice. “I can’t do this. I have the knowledge, but no experience.”

“Oh dear.” I tried my hardest not to smile or let out a chuckle, but my sweet daughter was simply the cutest. And even though I knew how much her succubus nature made it difficult for her to control her perverted behavior, she tried really hard and gave it her all. And as expected, the petite succubus couldn’t do it—she simply couldn’t pull the trigger. The big reason was maybe me, I guess.

“It’s okay, sweetie, you can train,” I said, stroking her long black hair and slowly pushing the electric dildos and the blue suckers. “I’ll give you eight slaves, and you can practice all you want on them.”

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