The bathroom was already thick with heat by the time I walked in, steam curling around the polished marble like ghosts. The soft sound of the bath filling echoed off the high walls—smooth, calm, almost deceptive.
Like the calm before a very pleasurable storm.
She sat on the edge of the tub, legs slightly parted, the silk nightgown now bunched around her waist. Bare. Flushed. Still trembling from earlier. Her head tilted just enough to show submission—chin down, but eyes up, watching me like I was the only thing in her world.
And I am. That IS literally true now.
My enhanced sight flicked over her body—still so responsive, still needy. But it wasn't just lust now. Through my Divine Sight, I could read the raw core of her desire. Her need to surrender. Worshipped. Owned.
She wants to give up control completely. Not just physically, but mentally. And I'm more than happy to take it.
The System shop flickered unbidden in my peripheral vision.
[INCUBUS SYSTEM SHOP - RECOMMENDED ITEMS] [Black Silk Restraints - 100 IP] [Gold Temperature-Play Wand - 150 IP] [Adjustable Clitoral Clamp - 100 IP] [Scented Massage Oil: Aphrodisiac Variant - 75 IP]
Well, aren't you helpful. Reading my mind and her desires simultaneously.
I mentally purchased all four items. They materialized in my hands with that familiar golden shimmer, completely silent.
She didn't even blink when the restraints appeared—just shivered. Her thighs pressed tighter together. Breath caught.
She's not surprised by the magic anymore. She's excited by what it means I'm going to do to her.
"Get in," I ordered, voice low and calm.
She slid into the water like a dream—obedient and graceful, the silk sliding from her shoulders like it was made to fall for me. The bathwater lapped around her thighs, turning rose-petal pink from the scented oil I'd already dropped in. Her skin glistened. Wet and warm. Perfect.
The aphrodisiac oil will amplify everything. Combined with my Pleasure Amplification ability, she's going to experience sensations beyond normal human limits.
I walked in shirtless, pants low, and knelt beside the tub. "Arms out," I said.
She obeyed without a word.
Good girl. The bond is making submission feel natural to her.
The black silk restraints wrapped around her wrists, soft but unbreakable, secured to the marble bar at the side of the tub. Just enough tension to make her chest rise higher, her nipples peeking out of the water.
"You're not touching me unless I say," I murmured, brushing a knuckle down the side of her throat.
She swallowed. "Yes, Marcus."
"Good girl."
This is what real power feels like. Complete trust. Total control.
I ran the gold wand across the surface of the water, letting it warm, then lifted it just above her chest. Her eyes widened as I traced a circle around her breast—then touched the wand to her nipple.
She gasped—more from the heat and surprise than pain. I watched the reaction ripple through her body like a spark in a dry forest.
The Pleasure Amplification is already working. Every sensation is hitting her twice as hard as it should.
"You like heat," I said, dragging the wand down her belly.
She nodded quickly. "Yes—please, I—"
I cut her off by leaning in, pressing my mouth to hers—deep, possessive, claiming. Then pulled away.
"You don't beg yet."
Not until I decide she's earned the right to beg.
Her moan was muffled by the soft sound of the clamp I attached next—adjusted perfectly to her swollen, needy clit underwater. A soft cry left her lips as the pressure set in. Pleasure sharpened into something more. She trembled. Helpless.
Perfect. The clamp combined with my abilities is going to drive her absolutely insane.
I slid in behind her in the tub, pulling her back into my lap, the restraints still tight. Her wrists draped over my knees now, back arched just enough to show me everything.
My hands roamed her body slowly. Purposefully.
"You needed this," I whispered into her neck. "You needed to be ruined a little. Controlled. Claimed."
She nodded rapidly, writhing against me.
"Say it."
"I needed this—needed you to take everything," she gasped. "Make me yours again."
"Again?" I chuckled, fingers trailing between her legs, teasing the clamp with a flick. "Sweetheart, I never gave you back."
The Eternal Bond means she's mine forever AS I am hers. She's just starting to understand what that really means.
Her entire body jerked in the water—half from the tease, half from the truth. She belonged to me. Every moan. Every breath. Every thought.
And now she's going to remember that for the rest of the night.
Her wrists were still bound; the black silk draped elegantly between the marble bar and her arms. Her breathing had gone ragged, chest rising and falling as the clitoral clamp tightened with every subtle motion underwater. Her body twitched with need, but I hadn't even started yet.
The Divine Rod is still hard... harder than should be physically possible. And she can feel every inch of it against her back.
I let her rest her back against my chest, the bathwater lapping against her skin like it worshipped her just for being mine.
Her head tipped back onto my shoulder, lips slightly parted, flushed from the heat and the tension.
"You feel that?" I whispered, letting my fingers stroke her inner thigh—just enough to tease, never enough to satisfy.
"Mhm..." It was a breath, not a word.
"You want release."
She nodded, jaw trembling.
"But I haven't earned your climax yet," I said in her ear. "You only come when I say. Got it?"
Control. Complete and total control over her pleasure.
"Yes, Marcus~~."
"Good girl."
I trailed my fingers back to the clamp underwater. Slowly, I twisted it—just a notch tighter. She jolted, a sharp gasp escaping her lips, her thighs clenching around my hand like they had a mind of their own.
The Pleasure Amplification is making that adjustment feel like lightning through her entire nervous system.
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A/N: More?