A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Leila's eyes widened upon Erik's demand. She was still on her knees, hugging his hips from the side. For a moment, she continued looking into his fierce gaze with pleading eyes, but then she looked down and buried her face into his side.

"That's… That's embarrassing, Daddy…" she muttered softly, a blush burning on her cheeks.

Erik nodded slowly, patting her soft, dark hair. "Yes, it is. But you're a good girl, so you'll do it anyway."

A helpless shiver passed through Leila's spine. She could feel the desire to obey filling her soul. He wasn't even using the Bond of Service. The bond was just a way for him to stay in contact with his servants and to ensure they couldn't easily reveal any secrets, even when captured, and occasionally to deny orgasms. But… for moments like this, he relied fully on the natural dominance he had over their minds.

On the other side of the counter, Asha was becoming visibly more excited. Her creepy grin widened on seeing the way Leila's body reacted to Erik's commands.

Finally, Leila rearranged her body until she was kneeling in front of him, between his legs, with her back against the counter. Her eyes were turned up towards him again, the blush still on her cheeks. She knew what he wanted from her as a show of her devotion… and she wanted to give it.

As he looked down at her, admiring her curves and the servile look in her eyes, he felt his member stir. "Go on," he growled demandingly. One hand was still resting on her head, the other on his hip.

By now, Asha had excitedly hopped onto the counter. Her mind was still in disbelief that any of this was really happening… but she'd be dammed if she was going to miss any of it. Quickly scooting forward, she came to rest on her stomach while peeking over the edge of the counter, down at Leila.

When she appeared, Leila quickly glanced at her with a narrowed, annoyed gaze. Yet, she went back to focusing on Erik just as quickly, and when her eyes met his, her emotions turned back into a submissive puddle, forgetting about Asha completely.

Reaching up with lightly trembling hands, Leila gripped the edges of Erik's cargo pants and pulled them down. Not one to wear boxers anymore, his girthy cock immediately jumped free and flopped down on her face.

While Leila shivered from the familiar feeling and smell, Asha whistled from above. "Phew, that's… impressive, my lord," she grinned, looking up at him now. "I've seen a few dicks in my life, and you dwarf every one of them. I can see how you managed to subjugate this one."

Erik chuckled and looked at Asha while Leila began with some careful licks and kisses down below. "You could give it a ride if you wanted to," Erik proposed, smirking.

Asha looked up at him and matched his smirk. With every moment of interacting with Erik, she grew more confident that she could talk casually with him, despite his status. "That depends… Are you willing to crawl for me~?" she asked sensually.

"Hah!" he laughed, shaking his head. "Absolutely not!"

"Hehe," she laughed as well, her voice growing ever more assured. "I'll settle for admiring it from afar, then."

They looked at each other for a moment… and found true kindred spirits. Their mutual grins widened. While there would likely never be any lust between them, they both realised this might be the start of a great friendship. When they heard a soft moan, they both looked back down at Leila again.

By now, she used both hands to grip his base and stuffed the tip in between her lips, stretching them to their limit. Though she'd done this a few times now—and her Runebound nature made it much easier than it would for a mortal woman—she still struggled with his size.

Still, her tongue flickered over his tip as she prepared to take him deeper. She curved her back, jutting out her ass, and made herself look even more submissive as her pleading eyes looked up at him, desperate for approval.

Seeing this, Asha took in a sharp breath. "Shhhh, that's hot…" she muttered, eyes widening a little. "You didn't tell me how you got her to be like that yet."

He looked up at Asha again while giving a small thrust with his hips, indicating for Leila to stop stalling and take him deeper. "I can tell you," he smiled mysteriously, "but the way to dominate someone is almost entirely dependent on who they are. Before you even really start trying, you need to learn everything you can about them. At the same time, some will submit after a single night, while others take months, or even years of effort."

He'd learned how to dominate from Elora, who'd learned it from her mother, and now he wanted to see if this Asha might be a good student to continue the teachings.

Asha was filled with rapt attention, both for the show down below and the teachings up above. Her eyes glittered with excitement to learn from this man who'd clearly achieved things she could only dream of so far.

"Alright…" Asha muttered. "So, what about the princess?"

Erik chuckled and looked down at Leila again, who'd now reached the back of her throat with his member, puffing out her cheeks and making her eyes tear up.

"You can just call her Leila, and me Erik, if you like," he allowed, thinking they'd gone beyond 'my lord' and 'princess' by now. "Anyway, Leila here broke after a single night, but these cases are rare. She'd lived a life where every moment prepared her for the day I'd come to claim her, and I ensured I knew as much as I could about her past, mostly from her brother and niece."

He briefly told her about his first night with Leila, the challenge they played and she lost, as well as about Anne—who took a bit longer—and about Seraphina, whom he was still gathering information and preparing for. He decided Nora didn't really count, and neither did his wives. He also left out any of his conquests back on Söl, as that was too hard to explain. He merely mentioned them as his 'training phase'.

Asha continued listening with focus and attention, soaking in every word he spoke.

Erik looked down at Leila again. By now, she'd managed to take him to the base again, her eyes still looking at him as tears of effort trickled down her cheeks. Her throat was bulging, cheeks puffed out, lips stretched to the limit, but she continued moving slowly. The desire to please him was obvious and powerful. Erik's hand still rested on the back of her head, gently but firmly guiding her.

"Good girl, you're doing very well," he smiled, and Leila shivered. Joy sparkled in her eyes, and she immediately redoubled her efforts.

"So, now you know some of my experience, tell me some of yours," he continued his lesson. "I'd like to help you hone your craft, but I need to know where you stand now."