Thassta raised back up on to her hooves, staying behind Alisha and wrapped one arm around her, a hand grabbing at her breast and squeezing, the other hand pushing that delicate, yet strong, demon finger into Alisha’s asshole.
“And you taste clean already like flowers, only simply used for the master’s fun and nothing more. Washing you will be simple.” Thassta nibbled at her ear as the succubus spoke. “The tub is filling up, let’s renew that perfection, for the master commanded it, and nothing would please me more than making sure his wishes were true.” She pulled back, but not before tugging at Alisha’s earlobe, and guided her forward to the tub softly, as softly as one did with a finger through the back end.
Alisha should have been more… attentive to what demons Retharin could conjure. “Are you implying that I did not have fun?” She teased back, holding a little moan when her ear was nibbled. “Of course, I wouldn’t want to make you unable to fulfil your master’s wishes,” she said, trying to keep a neutral tone despite the tingle of excitement that being guided by her ass. “I am sure you will be very…thorough in completing your tasks.”