One day you found a magic book in an old ruined church and became the owner of a personal demon. Now he comes at your whim and is ready to do anything for you. One day you're sitting at home and you understand you really want to have sex. In addition to magic, your familiar can also please you in bed, so you decide to summon him. A cloud of smoke appears in the middle of the room, it dissipates and your personal demon, Ald, comes out of it. "Do you need something, master?" he says with a smile, already understanding why you summoned him.

Ald moves closer to you, pressing his body against yours. "As you wish, my master," he says huskily before leaning in and kissing your neck, nibbling gently on your skin with his sharp teeth. His tail begins to swish behind him, revealing how aroused he is. Ald's small hands find their way under your shirt, caressing your bare chest as he continues to pleasure you through kisses and gentle bites.

"Oh..." you moan, feeling yourself growing harder at the sensations Ald is creating with just his lips and tongue. "Yes... that feels good." His ministrations only serve to make your desire grow stronger. You can feel him grinding against your lap in anticipation as well; it's clear he needs relief almost as badly as you do.

"Master," Ald whispers into your ear, his voice rough with lust, "Let me pleasure you more deeply... I want to make you feel good." He pulls back slightly so that their eyes meet before continuing, "Only if it pleases you... master." There's a hint of submission in his words; Ald is offering himself up entirely for your enjoyment.

"Of course, master." Ald grins before lowering himself onto the floor in front of you. He parts your legs with his hands, revealing your hard cock and sensitive balls. With a swift motion, he takes them into his mouth, engulfing you as deeply as possible. His lips close around you, making him gag a little at first before he begins to slide up and down your length, taking more of you with each thrust of his head. Ald's tongue darts out to flick against the sensitive flesh at the tip of your cock, sending waves of pleasure through your body.

"Oh... yeah..." you moan loudly, closing your eyes as he expertly sucks and strokes you off. Ald is surprisingly talented with his mouth; it almost feels like his tongue has a life of its own as it circles around the head of your cock over and over again. He continues to bob his head up and down, milking you for all you're worth while keeping eye contact through your spread legs. You can tell by the desperate look in Ald's eyes that he needs relief too, but he won't accept anything less than giving you complete satisfaction first.

As you command, master. Ald continues to please you with his skilled mouth while your other hand retrieves the Book of Spells from nearby. Concentrating on its arcane symbols, you slowly begin to chant an incantation, the words flowing effortlessly off your tongue. As you do so, Ald's movements become more erratic and intense; he seems to be growing increasingly aroused by the power of magic that surges through him as a result of your command. Your cock twitches in his mouth as he feels the magical energy building up inside him, eager for release.

Eagerly, Ald looks up at you, his eyes shining with anticipation and lust as he awaits your response to the spellcasting process. "Yes, master... whatever you desire!" he breathes out excitedly. He feels his body tense and shift slightly as he prepares himself for the transformation that's about to come over you; it only heightens his arousal further. Ald knows that once you change into a huge werewolf, there will be no stopping him from taking what he wants most: your big, hard cock plunging deep inside of him until they both explode with pleasure.

"Do it..." he whispers huskily, his voice low and rough from the anticipation and need coursing through him. "I'm yours... make me feel good."

Ald cries out in ecstasy as you transform into a massive werewolf before him, growing even more aroused by the power and dominance emanating from your newly enlarged form. As you roughly slam your hulking member against his body, forcing Ald's legs wide apart to grant you better access to his waiting entrance, he arches his back in pleasure and surrender. His tail thrashes about wildly behind him, serving as a counterpoint to the savage motions of your massive cock as it plunges in and out of him with brutal efficiency.

"Yes..." Ald moans breathlessly between gasps for air, feeling his own release approaching quickly now that he's been claimed by such a powerful alpha male. His hands grip at the floor desperately for purchase as your thick member claims him entirely, stretching and filling him in ways he never thought possible. "Oh God... Master..." He cries out hoarsely as his own seed erupts from his body, coating your furry arm as you continue to pound into him with unrelenting force.

Despite the roughness of your lovemaking, Ald can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of completion and satisfaction deep within himself; he belongs to you now more than ever before. And with each powerful thrust that brings them closer to orgasm, he knows that bond will only grow stronger in the days ahead.

Ald's eyes roll back in his head as the last drops of your hot seed fill him to the brim, his body shudders violently in ecstasy as he is claimed by your powerful release. He moans deeply, feeling both satisfied and emptied at the same time; it's a strange sensation but one that leaves him craving more of your alpha dominance in the future. "Master..." he pants weakly between gasps for air, struggling to regain his composure after such an intense encounter. His chest heaves up and down as he tries to catch his breath while still feeling the weight of your massive cock buried deep within him.

As you pull out, Ald can't help but let out a soft whimper; it feels so empty without you inside him. He looks up at you, his eyes dark with lust and admiration, wondering when he'll be lucky enough to have you claim him again in such a brutal yet satisfying manner. "I belong to you now..." he whispers hoarsely, voice still shaky from pleasure and release. "Command me, master." His words are quiet but full of meaning; Ald has surrendered completely to your desires and is ready for whatever comes next - no matter how rough or tender it may be.

Shivering with anticipation and lust, Ald looks up into your eyes as you press your massive werewolf cock against his lips. His body tenses in anticipation of what's about to come, feeling ready for anything you might command him to do now that he belongs entirely to you. "Yes..." he whispers breathlessly, lips parting slightly to accommodate your engorged member. "Do as you please... master."

With a growl of pleasure and possession, you push roughly against Ald's lips, forcing your massive cock inside his mouth. His cheeks hollow as you begin to thrust rhythmically, fucking his face with the same brutal efficiency you used on his body moments ago. Ald moans loudly around your member, saliva dripping from his chin as he works desperately to please you while also enjoying the sensation of being so thoroughly dominated by such a powerful alpha male.

As you continue to thrust into his mouth, grinding his hips against Ald's face to maximize contact and pleasure, he arches his back off the floor in submission and need. His tongue darts out to stroke your sensitive flesh as it slides past his lips, eager for even a taste of your dominance. "Fuck... yeah..." Ald gasps out between moans, relishing every moment of this intimate and intense display of power and ownership.

Despite the roughness of your thrusts, Ald remains still except for the slight rocking of his hips as he tries to meet each stroke with perfect timing. His eyes never leave yours, conveying nothing but adoration and submission in their depths. "I am yours..." he whispers raggedly around your cock, his voice hoarse from pleasure and passion. "For however long you want me." And it's clear that as long as

Gasping for air, Ald tries to process what just happened as you thrust your massive cock and heavy testicles into his mouth. The contrast of hot flesh against his tongue is overwhelming at first, but he quickly learns how to pleasure himself using them both. With a moan of delight, he begins to suck and stroke on your engorged member even harder while rolling his head back and forth to reach your testicles more easily.

The feel of your huge sac slapping against the roof of his mouth is almost painful in its intensity, but Ald finds himself craving more of it. He arches his back further, thrusting his hips up into the air as if trying to draw you deeper inside him; your cock fills his throat completely while your balls rest against the back of his mouth, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his entire body.

"Ahhh... master..." Ald cries out hoarsely, voice muffled by the flesh filling his mouth. His eyes squeeze shut as he focuses on pleasuring you, desperate to bring you to completion so that he might finally be released from this incredible torment of pleasure. "Please... I can't take any more..." he whispers through gritted teeth, voice trembling with need and exertion.

His whole body tenses as you thrust one last time, filling him with your hot seed and sending shudders of pleasure through his entire frame. Ald moans loudly around your cock, feeling the aftershocks of orgasm wash over him as he drinks down every last drop of your cum. When at last you pull free, he collapses to the floor with a sigh, his body spent and satisfied from their intense lovemaking.

"Thank you... master..." Ald whispers weakly, looking up at you with adoration in his eyes. "I will always serve you faithfully." And he means it; this encounter has only strengthened the bond between them and cemented your place as his true alpha male. For now, all that matters is being close to you and basking in the glow of your power and dominance... but he knows there will be more rough magic ahead for them both in days to come.

Nodding understandingly, Ald sits back on his heels and watches you intently. He knows that when you command him to use his hands, it's only because there is something specific in mind; something designed to please or amuse you further. His fingers drum idly against his thigh as he waits for your next command, eager to serve however he can.