Loyal Untrustworthy Demon

Part 3

Being pressed against by such a thing, such a creature. Sarah could only whimper. Yet, not from fear, not from dread of becoming a slave to a demon. No, she trembled because, despite herself, Sarah was growing warmer. The demon, despite being a demon, was beautiful. There was no denying it. Moreover, Sarah was plagued with the memory of that dream, of that erotic wet dream. Yet, as her body grew softer, she forced herself to focus on what was important. "B-but I never made an agreement with you." She whimpered. "I would never make one with a demon."

"Just because you don't remember, doesn't mean it didn't happen." Mizoth chuckled softly.

"T-there has to be a mistake." Sarah pressed. "You have to be lying."

"Oh?" Mizoth grinned stepping back.

Sarah breathed easier and slower as Mizoth moved away. Not that she could totally relax, there was a demon in her kitchen after all.

Mizoth flicked her hand and an unfurled piece of paper appeared. "This my dear Mistress is the contract you signed. "See?" She pointed to the bottom.

Sarah frowned. "See what?" The page was blank.

Mizoth frowned before looking to the page. "Come on." She shook it a bit. After a few moments line upon line of strange burning symbols appeared down the page and right down the bottom, was a glowing white mark.

The moment Sarah saw the glowing mark, she knew what it was. She didn't know how she knew, but looking at it seemed so familiar to her, as if it was a piece of herself.

"This glowing signature." Mizoth said. "Is your soul mark."

"M-my soul mark?" It made sense why it looked so familiar. Sarah clutched her chest, partly because it was her soul, and partly because she didn't know souls were real.

"Yep, made with 100% real soul. And since only with consent can a person give up their mark, you my dear Mistress. Signed the contract on your own accord." Mizoth chuckled evilly.

Sarah paled. She had no idea why she would, or when she did. But no matter how she tried, it sounded true. She'd signed a contract with a demon, a succubus.

"Don't look so scared, it's not that bad." Mizoth chuckled.

"N-not bad? I signed a contract with a demon?!" Sarah snapped.

"You weren't opposed to it last night." Mizoth licked her lips looking Sarah up and down.

Sarah shuddered under that lust filled gaze as she tried not to remember what happened. "S-so... what happens now?"

Mizoth let the contract go and it vanished in a buff of fire. "Anything you want."

"A-anything?"

"Anything. I am your slave, Mistress." Mizoth gave a little bow.

"T-then do nothing." Sarah nodded. "I don't want to do anything, just go invisible or whatever and leave me alone."

Mizoth titled her head from side to side. "I could... however that would be a poor use of this contract."

"I don't care! I'm in charge and I don't need you!" Sarah shouted.

"That is your choice." She said turning around and walking away. "I would never disobey an order." She said her shoulders slouching as fire began spreading across her body.

"Good. I never want to see you again." If Sarah could get rid of the demon, then she didn't see why she wouldn't.

"Well... about that." Mizoth turned her head ever so slightly. "I'm afraid that's not possible." She finished as the flames consumed her making her vanish into thin air.