A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Chapter 932: Chapter 931 - Owner**

The effect was immediate. As Aster got her first look at Erik since becoming his acolyte, it looked like she got a heavy dose of dopamine shot into her system. Her eyes dilated. Her knees buckled. A crazy grin broke out on her face. A moan escaped her lips.

"G-Gods..." she whispered, her voice wavering. "I-It’s so much better than I thought..."

Erik raised an amused eyebrow. He’d noticed she already had some crazy in her before Nora got her claws in this woman’s mind, and now he couldn’t help but wonder how much of this reaction was his proselytiser’s influence, and how much was from her originally.

Technically, Aster was the first to become his acolyte—or finger—since Nora and Anne. Though they didn’t have this kind of reaction, their path to reach this level had also been different.

Suddenly, Aster’s legs completely gave out, and her body slumped down. The chain in Erik’s hand went taut, and now she was dangling by her choker, body completely slack. She gagged a little, but not significantly, and made no effort to stand back up. Rather, she continued looking up at him with dilated eyes and a fanatical grin.

Erik grew increasingly amused. "What’s better than you thought?" he chuckled casually, as one hand held up Aster’s body without issue. Though her curves were prominent, she was a petite woman and didn’t rise above his chest. "I know I’m handsome, but you’ve seen me before you let Nora fiddle around up there."

Aster released a choked giggle. "H-Hehehe... I-I meant the feeling... when seeing my owner... for the first time... I-I can’t think of anything... but pleasing you... and it’s wonderful... It’s what I’ve wanted... my whole life... P-Please command me... use me...!"

A little surprised by the excited fervour in her voice, Erik blinked. Then he snorted and decided to give her a break. He lowered the chain until she was supported by her knees, and then let himself fall back into the sofa. "Owner?" he then asked curiously, the word unfamiliar on his tongue.

His newest acolyte barely took a moment to cough and recover before suddenly rushing forward to push her cheek submissively against Erik’s clothed crotch. Hands crossed behind her back, she looked up at him with adoring eyes.

"I’ll call you whatever you want, Owner... but isn’t it appropriate...?" she asked softly, her voice a little unsteady as she clearly tried to deal with a flood of emotions, lust, and excitement shocking her system. "I know your wives have various names for you, and one of them is Master... but I’m not on the same level as them, am I?"

"Master, Sir, Alpha..." she continued, her voice filled with surprising conviction as she softly nuzzled his balls through his pants with crazed devotion. "These are all titles denoting your right to give orders and dominate... But that’s too weak a description for what I feel for you, Owner."

Over time, her breathy whispers turned more confident, and she now grinned up at him from between his legs. "In fact, it’s not even about feeling, it’s about knowing! I’m barely even a person anymore! I’m a tool for you, and I love it! It’s better than I even dreamed of!"

Her grin widened into something a little more sadistic, even as her eyes flared with some indignation. "I know Nora and Anne feel the same way, but they’re not yet fully accepted that truth, Owner. I tried to convince them, but they stubbornly continue calling you Master! You should punish them until they see the truth!"

Erik raised both eyebrows at her impassioned speech. After her words fully sank in, he chuckled with amusement and shook his head. "You’re a freak, Aster, and I love it."

She immediately perked up a little. Her eyes widened, grin straining. "Then...!"

"Let me finish!" Erik cut her off, frowning. Instantly, Aster drooped down like a scolded puppy, rubbing her cheek against his crotch to seek forgiveness.

Seeing she’d calmed down, Erik nodded and continued. "Even so, I’m not concerned with what my loved ones, or my servants, call me. It’s the least bit of freedom I can grant them. I’m far more concerned with actions... and I’ve seen very little service from you, yet."

His voice now took on a deliberately darker tone. Aster shivered as her body tensed. "From the moment you came here, you’ve forced me to hold you up, and given me ’suggestions’. Why don’t you be a good bitch and show me what you can do, instead?"

His powerful voice sent shocks through Aster’s system with every word, including a moan when he called her a good bitch. There was no doubt in his mind that there was no need to hold back with this woman. He suspected she was an even more depraved version of Emily, who’d get off on practically anything he did to her... because giving up that choice and autonomy was exactly her kink, now exacerbated by Nora’s influence.

"Y-Yes..." she panted, eyes wide with lust. "Please let me earn your forgiveness, Owner..."

With no doubt about what he wanted, she acted immediately. Keeping her hands behind her back, she used her teeth to pull down his pants in one quick motion. His large cock jumped out and fell on her face.

A shiver travelled through her body when his powerful smell hit her nose, but she didn’t pause for long. She’d dealt with this thing before, but now she had her vision. Shifting her body, she planted a wet kiss on the tip and then swallowed it whole in the same motion. Her lips stretched lewdly around him as a bulge appeared in her throat.

Erik couldn’t help but flinch a little due to the speed and lack of hesitation in her actions. His words had barely passed his lips before his cock was down her throat. "Shit..." he muttered, before melting back into the sofa and leaning his arms on the backrest. "You sure are quick..."

He sighed contentedly as Aster devoted her full attention to his dick. Pleasure and relaxation flooded his system. She was pretty good, and it didn’t take him long to spray cum down her throat. Yet, even as cum filled her stomach and his pillar softened in her throat, she didn’t stop. Because he hadn’t told her to stop yet.

And he didn’t. Smirking, he felt himself grow hard again, and Aster continued without ever having taken him out of her mouth.

Meanwhile, the door suddenly opened, and Astrid walked in.