<strong>Tagging:</strong>Xia<br/><div class="floatright">(https://img00.deviantart.net/2b54/i/2016/014/3/2/tentacle_babe_aislinne_by_liveforthefunk-d9nxfmb.png)</div><br/>Xia's devotion earned her loud sounds of encouragement and scoopings of sweet slightly lemony fluids from the nest of Wazaurin's pleasure. Joy bubbled past the wanton gasps in bursts. Oh how adorable the new pet was. Wazaurin's heart knotted around itself. The urge not to squeeze Xia until her feathers were all ruffled off grew nearly unbearable. "Yes. Yes! Good pet. You're. Ahhhmn. You're getting to the good parts my lovely little pet. Getting thererrrr..." Wazaurin's eyes rolled black. She pulled tight all the little muscles in her gooey hips that turn the titillations from an o to Orgasm. Words melted into an incorrigible lewd of dirt wet vowel moan.<br/><br/>She'd have held Xia there forever if it was up to her. Her body writhed against the tentacles on the chair. Its tendrils kissed hers, bonding together, rubbing for excess satisfaction to flood her brain blank. By some miracle of Gaia her fingers held onto Xia's hair. "Ghood peth," Wazaurin panted, peering down at the cutie through the valley of her breasts. Except Xia wasn't peering back.<br/><br/>An empty nothing had risen over the little half-thing's eyes. The tongue withdrew to a halt. Magic within Xia bounced in conflicting circles, interfering. Body shivering, still hot with sweat of sex and arousal, but growing stronger now that she knew something was wrong. She took Xia's head, looked through the eyes inside and saw the countless wills look back at her with disgust. Shiver ran through Wazaurin's spine. Ancestral spirits! The dangerous surprise sent a thrill of excitement down her spine. Little pet kept on getting better by the minute.<br/><br/>Wazaurin licked her lips, shuffling over to sit against Xia. Her voice hissed a soft whiskey dream of lull. "Calm. My pretty little pet, hush. Shh... What's wrong?" The silky embrace of Wazaurin's tentacled touch washed across her lover's shape, calming. The warm kiss highlighted Xia's body, calling her back to the arousal, back to the moment where only pleasure held weight. "Come back to me my Xia. It's safe here with me. Safe here with your Mistress Wazaurin, with your adored Mistress who loves you very very much..."<br/><br/>Her body repeated the profession with such earnest none could've known it false. Every available licker and tendril worshiped Xia's nude form from inner thigh to the tip of her chin, reminded her of her beauty, of her legs. Wazaurin held an ear in her nibble, snuggled her face into the soft of Xia's feathers as she traced the wing's shape. Her efforts to return Xia to the throes of her desire doubled. Calm began to return, replace the fear, as her stirrings forced gratification to rise in response.<br/><br/>Tentacles of her hips extended. Wazaurin slipped from the side to straddle Xia's hips, sitting legs wide on the girl's new thighs. She guided Xia's hand on her breast, another on her rump. "Pet, look at me." Wazaurin stared, eyes lustful stars of turquoise. "You lost your thought a little bit there? What was it? Was it important? More important than kissing me?" Not now, not anymore. She made sure it couldn't be. Her tongue pressed deep into Xia once more.<br/><br/>Intertwined with the motions of the kiss her limbs slathered Xia's in at least as much lewd as the tongue. Hands groped to heighten the never satisfied need above what was comfortable to endure. In a code of whimpers and moans she let Xia know it was not bullying, her own need was as desperate at least. In such silence of pleasure even simple tugs on her nipples, brushes on her vee, the merest nibble of neck - they grew into paths to buzz.<br/><br/>In secret from Xia Wazaurin had plans to finalize her slavery to pleasure of pethood. She broke the girl's eyes awake with a rushed tug on her nipple, made her look down. Between them she had conjured a creation of her Tentamancy, a thick stubby tendril mirrored to become a toy for two. Its pointed tips wiggled against their tummies, slathering them in slick lubricant as Wazaurin wrestled the thing down. She bit down to squeeze it inside. Xia's end pointed outward like a fake cock, expecting an eager pussy. "Be a good pet. Love me and I'll love you."<br/><br/>She held onto Xia's thighs to help her on the double ended tentacle. Wazaurin panted heavy gasps as the thing pulsated, wobbling inside her to resist the insertion, thrilling her with pleasure every inch of the way. Though gratifying her own pleasure was nothing to the heights she got off to from watching Xia's face throughout. She came a few times. A few times more as they grew used to the wiggler and joined in long hours of groping.<br/><br/>By the end Wazaurin decided she was going to keep Xia forever. Deals? Pfffft! What are those to a sorceress of her caliber?<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Life as Wazaurin's pet had been simple enough. She gave Xia lots of love: Headpats, sex, cuddles, kisses, everything she asked for. Whenever she set Xia to wrestle against some other monsters of the Anus she clapped, overjoyed to see her cutest pet victorious. Xia no longer had need for her armor or arms, though Mistress Wazaurin would of course let her have them if she asked. However, she was much happier if Xia wears something else - lace so tight it only emphasizes the feeling of nakedness. Every day she would take Xia on a walkie to show everyone how proud she was of her cutest pet. Xia got to wear the cutest outfits Wazaurin afforded, and a snug collar with a leash to tell everyone whose she was. Simple life. Simple, pleasure filled, life.<br/><br/>It had been some days. Xia was left to mind the chandelier, to tease the girls to a point of orgasm and then feed them some cum-gruel. Wazaurin eventually returned, a big grin of secret surprise on her face. "Little pet? Where is Xia? Ho-hoo? Peeet? I've got a surprise for you!"<br/><br/>In one hand Wazaurin carried a beautiful white dress with enough fabric to cloth three, but such erotic design that it barely covered a single person. Or rather, it did not, only highlighted their beauty and allure. In the other she held gems of joining - crystals with starlight inside - the instruments of a pact between a wizard and familiar, or partners in marriage.