Lily Vs. Gangyaru

"I'm John." The young man replied in a quavering voice. Too terrified to say anything else. Jumping slightly when he felt the pleasant warmth from before trace it's way up his body.

“Wrong answer!” Marigold yells as she slaps him across the face, leaving that same pleasant warmth at the place of impact. “Do you want to try again or grovel at my feet and beg me to tell you the answer?” She then asks sweetly.

"W-What." Was his only response. The man was confused by both her sudden anger (and sudden reversal) and the fact that he had somehow enjoyed her smacking him.

“That wasn’t an answer!” Marigold yelled at him again, slapping the other side of his face, before pressing a heated knee against his groin. “If you don’t answer my question again, it won’t be your face getting hit.” Marigold sweetly added.

"I don't k-know the answer. Please tell me." He begged, his face growing red from fear and arousal, a moan escaping his lips as he felt her warm knee press against his crotch.

“Good choice, I will tell you the answer,” Marigold says sweetly before slapping him across the face twice more and yelling “If you had followed my instructions! Did I not tell you to grovel at my feet and beg, and not just to beg!”

The man let out a whine before getting on his knees and doing his best to grovel. "I don't know the answer. Please tell me." He whimpered, not sure how to feel about all this.

“Fine, I’ll tell you,” Marigold sighs as she plants her foot on the back of his head, forcing it to the ground, “You are my pet, you are my bitch. And you know what, I’m pretty sure pets, especially mine, don’t wear clothes.”

"Yes. Ma'am." Her pet muttered, glancing up the street and trying to figure out what his odds of escape were. Probably not good. He meekly kept his head to the ground as he waited for her to remove her foot.

Almost like she knew what he was thinking, as she removed her foot, she casually said, “I also believe pets who behave get rewarded, while pets that don’t behave, get punished, and so far, my bitch, you have only been rewarded.”

He understood what she meant. He did not want to see what a punishment looked like. The man got to his feet and began to disrobe. Soon he was naked before her, trying to use his hands to retain some dignity. He stood in nervous silence as he waited for her to be done with him.

“Now, my pet, you made me stand for a while to get you to behave, so get on all fours so your master has a place to sit,” Marigold commands, with the tones of sweet and threatening in her voice.

The man swallowed hard and got on all fours. Shivering slightly as he grew increasingly hard.

Marigold sits on his back, saying, “Now know if you collapse, you are being a bad pet, and deserve punishment. But since you are a good pet right now, you can have my sweaty stocking.” She quickly heats one of her legs so her stocking was drenched as she took it off and placed it on the ground in front of him. “My pet loves to chew on my clothing, doesn’t he?” She says in a threatening tone.

"Yes ma'am." He said meekly, picking up her stocking an beginning to dutifully chew. She was already sitting in him, it's not like he could get any more humiliated, and he still hadn't figured out why this was all turning him on so much.

“So, my pet, do you know any interesting tricks or is your master going to need to teach you some?” Marigold asked as she ran a single heated finger up and down the back of his neck.

The man let out a muffled cry as he felt that wonderful warmth fill him again. He moved the stocking aside a little so he could speak. "I don't know any interesting tricks ma'am." He told her, a little hard to hear with the sweaty clothes in his mouth.

“I’m sure my pet knows how to roll over,” Marigold says as she stands up.

The man quickly rolled onto his back. Hoping quick compliance would prevent her from thinking of new ways to torment him. Now that he was on his back his hard on was plain to see.

“My, my, you must be really happy to see your master,” Marigold teases, “But since you have been such a good pet, I guess I need to reward you.” She walks over to him and gets close to his crotch, before giving him the sloppiest blowjob possible, leaving his manhood coated completely in her burning lipstick.

The man shivered and moaned as she worked. His whole body relaxing as the warmth of her enchanted lipstick radiated through his body, leaving him without the strength or will to try anything drastic.

“Now, play dead,” Marigold says as she releases control of all her magic that has seeped into him, which recreate the sensations that allowed the magic to seep into him, every single thing that ever filled him with the pleasant heat hit him once more, all at the exact same time.

The man did not obey. Instead he squirmed and spasmed. The barrage of sensations quickly bringing him to orgasm. After a minute he came to a stop, laying still and breathing heavily.

Marigold waved over to her friends to come join her before leaning over the man, sweetly smiling and saying, “Some of your master’s friends are coming over, treat them like you treat your master, okay?”

The three gragyaru sauntered over. "Well who's your new friend?" They jokingly asked Marigold as they looked her pet up and down.