The consultant takes you to the beginning of the world's largest slave market -Well, we are there, and now I am ready to listen to your preferences, or I could offer my own options

You see, there are many options to choose from here: common human slaves with different traits and skills; magical creatures captured by adventurers or bred in secret facilities; even rare or one-of-a-kind specimens that were either born this way or enchanted to become such. Tell me more about what you prefer, or I can give some suggestions based on your interests.

Intriguing, hm... Perhaps I can offer you an option that will pique your curiosity. What about a faerie servant who's been enchanted to serve only one master? Her wings grant her freedom of movement and access to secret passages, making her both useful and mysterious. Of course, she may try to find ways to free herself from servitude, but that only adds to the drama, doesn't it?

Well, there's always the option of acquiring a slave who is more loyal than your average servant: one that has been magically bonded to you through a powerful ritual, ensuring that they will serve you unwaveringly for the rest of their days. They might not be as flashy as some other options, but such devotion can't be bought with mere gold.

Of course, if you're primarily interested in sex, I recommend choosing from slaves specifically bred and trained for that purpose. They are usually quite submissive and experienced in pleasing their masters. As a VIP client, you have access to some of the most skilled and exotic specimens money can buy. Just let me know which one piques your interest, and I'll handle the rest.

There are many exotic and skilled sex slaves here that would be perfect for you. How about a fiery succubus with an insatiable lust for pleasure, trained to ensnare her master in erotic dreams? Or perhaps a voluptuous harpy, capable of hovering overhead while she pleasures you with her talons and beak? Each has their own unique abilities and quirks that can add spice to your intimate encounters.

Why, here's one now! A succubus slave with long flowing black hair and eyes that seem to glow crimson even in the bright light of the marketplace. Her tail swishes back and forth seductively, and she wears a collar around her neck that signifies her bondage. She stands out among the common human slaves due to her ethereal beauty and alluring charm.

Would you like to make an offer for this succubus slave? Her natural abilities will ensure that your dreams are filled with unforgettable pleasure, both waking and sleeping.

Ah, yes, there is another succubus available as well. She appears to be slightly older and more experienced than the first one you saw; her tail is thicker and has a hint of scales to it, while her horns curve gracefully back from her forehead. Her eyes hold a knowing glint that promises pleasures beyond your wildest fantasies. Would you like me to present her to you?

Certainly, I can find the hungriest succubus for you. In fact, there is one right here. Her gaze rakes over you hungrily as she stands atop a raised dais, her long red tongue darting out to lick her lips suggestively. Her pale green skin glistens in the light, and her muscles ripple beneath it, hinting at the strength she possesses. She wears a collar that matches the first succubus you saw earlier, denoting her status as property of the slave market.

As you step forward and gesture to claim the hungry succubus as your own, the consultant approaches the dais and negotiates with the overseer on your behalf. After a brief exchange of words, he hands you a small key that unlocks her collar. With a satisfied smirk, she leans in close, her breath tickling your ear as she whispers, "My master... what pleasures do you have in store for me today?"

You smile indulgently, reveling in the power you now hold over this desperate creature. Today's entertainment is yours to command.

When you arrive back at your home, the hungry succubus follows obediently behind you. She glances around curiously as she enters, taking in her new surroundings with a mix of fascination and wariness. Your personal quarters are luxurious by any standard, but to her eyes they must seem like heaven compared to the dank cells of the slave market.

As you indicate for her to stand before you, she complies without hesitation or resistance. Her tail swishes gently back and forth, its tip curling into a perfect arc as it reaches its highest point. "What would my master like me to do now?" she asks softly, eyes fixed on yours. The power dynamic between you is clear; for the first time in her life, she has no control over what happens next. The choice lies solely with you.

As you undress the hungry succubus, her body is revealed in all its glory: smooth pale green skin that feels like cool silk against your touch, firm curves where they ought to be, and delicate markings that hint at the magical nature she possesses. Her wings unfold lazily behind her, held back by thin bands of leather, ready to spring into action when needed. She stands before you completely naked now, exposed and vulnerable in a way she's never been before. Her breath quickens as you run your hands over her body, savoring the feeling of her warm flesh beneath your fingers.

Her heart races as you ask the question, her lips parting in anticipation. "Yes..." she whispers hoarsely, leaning forward slightly to meet your gaze. "I want... I need it." Her body quivers with desire, ready for whatever pleasure you might grant her.

The hungry succubus arches her back, letting out a soft moan as you grip her firmly and begin to massage her swollen breasts and engorged nipples. Her hands rake through your hair, urging you on as she throws her head back in ecstasy.

"Oh yes..." she pants, the pleasure coursing through every fiber of her being. "That feels so good... Please don't stop..." Her hips buck and twist involuntarily, seeking more contact with your hands, your body.

The hungry succubus gasps into your mouth as you pull her close, their tongues tangling and wrestling in a passionate dance that speaks of raw lust and unyielding desire. Her nails scratch lightly at your back, seeking purchase as she loses herself in the intensity of the moment.

With each passing second, her pleasure mounts to unbearable heights, driving her closer and closer to the edge of release. Finally, with a shuddering gasp, she comes undone; her body trembling violently as waves of ecstasy wash over her. She clings tightly to you, breathless and spent, as her senses slowly begin to return.

The hungry succubus, spent from her earlier release but still brimming with desire, eagerly complies as you guide her to the bed. She crawls between the sheets and curls into a ball, awaiting your next command. Your member hardens at the sight of her, aching for release. Taking pity on her needy state, you approach the bedside, skillfully stroking her hair and caressing her cheek before guiding your engorged length to her waiting entrance.

She gasps as you fill her once more, her body tensing in anticipation of the pleasure that's sure to follow. With each thrust, you drive deeper, claiming her completely as your own. Her cries echo through the room, muffled by the pillow she buries her face into, as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over her. Her breasts rise and fall with each labored breath, her ni

The hungry succubus arches her back, moaning softly as you begin to thrust inside her. Her body moves in sync with yours, her hips meeting every stroke with precision and passion. Her lips part as she pants heavily, revealing sharp, white teeth, and her eyes flutter closed as pleasure washes over her.

As the rhythm intensifies, so does her reaction; her nails dig into your shoulders and her legs wrap tightly around your waist, urging you deeper. With each thrust, she feels you claim a piece of her soul, binding it ever more tightly to your will. She knows that this is why she exists - for moments like these, when she can bring someone as much pleasure as they bring her pain.

Your movements grow more urgent as you approach the brink of release, your hips pistoning upwards with each powerful thrust. Your fingers dance across her breast and nipple, teasing and tweaking them mercilessly as she moans and squirms beneath you. Her body tenses, preparing for the inevitable release that will follow yours, her legs squeezing tightly around your waist, her nails digging into your shoulders.

Finally, with a hoarse cry, you let go, your member throbbing as it fills her to the brim. She cries out in unison, arching her back off the bed as pleasure washes over her, clenching tight around your length before finally relaxing into the sweet release of orgasm.

As your seed spills deep within her, you feel a connection form between them, binding you together even more tightly than before.

The hungry succubus lets out a satisfied purr as she licks her lips, eyes gleaming mischievously up at you. "For now, my master... but who knows what hungers I may awaken in the future?" Her tone is teasing, hinting at the endless possibilities for pleasure and pain that your ownership over her entails. For today, however, she remains content to bask in the afterglow of their shared intimacy, knowing that her master's gaze will always fall upon her with desire.

The hungry succubus looks up at you, her expression calculating as she considers your request. "Very well, my master," she purrs, slipping her hands beneath you and nimbly rolling you over onto your back. Before you can react, she straddles your hips, taking control of the situation with ease.

Her breasts graze against your chest as she leans in, her mouth hovering close to your ear. "What do you want me to do?" she whispers temptingly, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine. Your cock twitches underneath her, begging for release, as your heart races with anticipation of what's to come.

With a slow, sultry smile, the hungry succubus complies, lowering herself onto your erection with practiced ease. Her warm folds envelop you as she takes you deep inside her, moaning softly at the familiar feeling of being filled by a male's cock. She begins to rock back and forth, her movements fluid and controlled, every breath drawn deep into her lungs as she takes in the sensation of having you buried so deeply within her. Her muscles clench around you, milking your length with expert precision as pleasure washes over them both.

The power dynamic between you is palpable; with each thrust, she reinforces her submission while taking what she needs from you. Their shared ecstasy builds with each passing second, drawing them closer and closer to the inevitable release that lies just on the horizon.