Nero was working behind his desk. Trying to do the math and figure out how much longer of being her errand boy he had till he got his wish. Everyday he was either to reward or punish. Often times he had to be an enforcer to collect money. He was her obediant servant. He went from showing his anger towards her to following orders without question. How. Did he like the job to much?

A creature resembling a bloated sloth with large apelike arms ending in formidable claws and a fange-filled mouth stumbled in through the door. A dretch, as Jamie called the loathsome beasts. It peered up at him dully with its red eyes.

"Mistress calls for you," it said.

He raised his arm and had his Desert Eagle pressed to its head.

"You will address me as the Mistress deemed me maggot." His red eyes turned to look at the Dretch as he pulled the hammer of the pistol back. "Now. Go tell the Mistress I shall be there in a moment. I am finishing the money reports she asked of me for the week." Hard to imagine she would call for him though.

The dretch mindlessly stared at him for a moment before turning to leave as ordered. It waddled back down through the hallways towards its Mistress' rooms to relay the message. All it got in return was yet another errand elsewhere. Nero soon arrived at her room and entered. He walked to his designated waiting position and kneeled. One knee on the ground by his left foot. His right knuckle was pressed to the ground as his head was lowered. He sat there and awaited her to arrive. He closed his eyes and let it wander. Trying to figure out why she summoned him in this oddly manner.

A door opposite his opened and a woman standing roughly between 5 to 6 feet wandered in. Her hair was long and red and her eyes blue. She wore a black, translucent robe over a lace teddy and garter straps holding up a pair of black stockings. She seemed to have a disinterested expression as she examined him for a moment.

"You can stand up...." she said.

Nero stood and looked to her and blinked. It had her voice. But. This didn't look like his mistress. Was this some trick to test his loyalty or was it merely a trick for her amusement. He bowed his head.

"Mistress. You called me?"

Jamie seemed to smirk at him for a moment, and then nodded. Good, he was not nearly as stupid as she used to think of him after they first crossed paths. Perhaps, with time, she could look at him as something more than a hairless ape.

"Yes... yes I did. I've decided that you've made yourself worthy of this moment," she explained. "Do not expect it to happen often, though. If you disappoint, I may have to bend you over for my own pleasure."

Nero closed his eyes tightly and tried not to imagine it but failed. He gulped and was affraid of that. He did NOT want to see her in that way. He got scared everytime she joing in on him punishing a girl with that thing. He looked up and nodded.

"Of...Of course Mistress." He waited to be told whether or not he was actually gunna sleep with her.

Jamie sighed softly before turning to lead the way into the next room. There she laid herself across a four poster queen-sized bed, lying across its open sheets and pillows. She waited for him expectantly. He followed and removed his top. He gulped and wondered what he should do first. She wasn't like the girls so he couldn't treat her like nothing. She was the boss. SO he had to take care. He slowly moved closer and looked at her.

"If the Mistress would allow...May I....Lick the Mistress' pussy?" Nero asked.

She smirked softly at this request, helpless to keep from chuckling. She beckoned him over with a hand before nodding. "Feel free to start when ready."

He nodded and moved closer. Her rubbed her legs a moment before leaning down. Removing either panties or thong with his teeth. He licked up the exposed side of one of her legs and began to lick between the pink lips of her pussy. A pair of fingers spreading them so he could get to the soft meat inside. He licked her roughly and slowly. Trying to guage where her pleasures laid. She looked down at him with an amused expression, finding his tastes surprisingly vanilla compared to her own. She had been able to probe many of the darker sexual fantasies of hundreds, if not thousands already, and this man was afraid of most of her suggestions. Oh well, not everyone was fit for the deepest carnal activities. Still, he could have put a bit more effort into eating her pussy than acting like a cat.

He saw she wasn't amused. He closed his eyes and took a breath. He thrusted a finger inside and began sliding it in and out. His tongue lapping at her more. This time he put effort into it. His other hand moved up to her V and he used his thumb to tease her bulb of her clit. He looked up slightly to see if this was what she had in mind for this. He hoped he didn't piss her off any. He pushed three fingers inside her just in case wiggling them around as his tongue lapped at her lips and slightly flowing juices. She had an encouraging expression on her face, while she watched him. It was odd as she was treating this encounter as rather clinical in nature. Her sex was growing wet, but so far that was the only sign of arousal.

He took and bit down on her clit gently and grinded his teeth over it. He pushed four fingers inside her and wiggled them around trying to find a way to get her aroused other then soaking wet. He spread her lips with the other hand the decided to tree and slide a finger in her ass to see if that helped any. She seemed to growl at the biting, but it wasn't an angry growl. The next time he would be looking back up he'd see her leaning back against the pillows allowing herself to feel the sensations now. She moaned softly now with the further fingers, confident he wasn't just phoning it in now.

Nero grinded her clit a little more as his fingers savagely tickled the soft lining of her pussy walls and her ass. He looked up and lapped her pussy getting the juices. He contnued his actions hoping soon he could make her urgasm even slightly to this. She let out a deep, throaty cackle as he pushed further effort into his munching. She moaned after the short laugh and writhed comfortably in the mattress. Her fluids were flowing further, the walls and folds of her cunt dripping with herarousal. Not a complete failure then.

Nero slid a second finger into her ass and thrusted them as hard as he could. His fingers in her cunt wiggled around as hard as he could make them.

"Does it feel good mistress?" He would be half exoecting her to shove his face into her pussy and hold it there. He wanted to know she was enjoying it.

"You're... doing... doing satisfactorily," Jamie gasped as he stimulated her silken privates, currently growing wetter with each toying touch. She moaned louder, showing genuine shows of pleasure. Her legs closed against his temples tightly, but careful of her strength. She didn't want to crush his head.

Nero smiled and munched her more. His fingers working overtime to make her orgasm against him. He turned and nipped over the exposed flesh of her legs. Teasing little nips. He munched on her cunt once more. Her clit being the target of his teeth and tongue. Trying to get to her break under this attention. She honestly couldn't hold in anything any further after too much of this. She moaned and groaned with each persistant tease and bite of her wet, sticky cunt, warm against his mouth. There was little warning save a quickening trickle of juices before the flood of her climax came. She cried out as it flowed out of her, followed by a few soft pants.

Nero lapped her juices up and licked his lips and lifted his head. He slowly moved up and nipped her stomach as his hand moved for the teddy and the lace robe. He looked her in the eyes and had a firey red to his own eyes. Once her tops were untied, he shot them open to see her breasts. He grabbed them playing as he had his pants down. A overly embowed cock, courtesy of her magic, probbed her cunt before forcing the walls to contour to him and stretch to make the fit. She groaned as she took him into herself, but naturally her biology cheated to compensate his girth. She gave him a brief unreadable look while she shifted and grinded underneath him. Her abdomen rubbed against his, testing his endurance.

He rocked his hips back and forth untill he was at a rough and hard thrusting pace. His hands moved and massaged her large tits. His mouth taking a nipple, tongue teasing it and teeth grinding over it. His other hand massaged and pulled on the nipple making sure it didn't feel left out of anything. His hips rocked and thrusted hard as she grinded against him. She made sure a long time ago he could outlast the sluts she had working in her employ. But he wasn't sure of his stamina towards her. He only wished he could keep it going till she could say she was satisfied.

Jamie simply observed him with those cold, blue eyes as he pleased her body. Jamie made a number of small caresses along his abdomen while his movements thrust himself into her. She only moaned softly toward the attention that her breasts were receiving from him. Her nipples were hard and pert and her breasts firmed from the stimulation. HIs hands massaged her breasts even more. His teeth grinded her other nipple as his tongue lapped gently. He closed his eyes and knew the moans were to the physical pain to her nipples. He stopped his hip movement and focused on causing her slight musing pain. She groaned as he decided to linger on her breasts longer. Her body had perspired during their heated action together. Despite that he had stopped his thrusts below momentarily, she reveled in the fondling of her breasts.

The unattended nipple was pinched twisted and pulled. He could see causig pain increased her pleasure. He licked her nipple and suckled on it some. His tongue circling it and flicking over it. He tenderly squeazed her breasts to the point he was sure it would be enough to raise her voice. He had no idea how he could have fun as well. Her anatomy cheated and robbed him of fun. So how could he feel pleasure like her without pain. She allowed a euphoric squeal escape her parted lips as he continued his toying with her breasts. She grounded her abdomen up against his again to cause distraction in his mind, her inner walls moving oddly around his fat cock. She was in control here, always. He grunted as she teased him. He gripped both her nipples and squeazed them. He twisted and pulled. He knew her pain was pleasure. He grunted as she manipulated her body. He closed his eyes and tried to keep the rage bottled away. He threw himself away and grabbed her arms. He rolled her onto her back and pushed her down into the bed, holding her arms behind her back.

"Is this a game?" His anger in his voice. "You enjoy torturing me by manipulating you own body to cause pleasure only for you!" he growled in her ear, hands gripping her arms tighter.

"Is that not the point? To feel... pleasure?" she asked, chuckling as he manhandled her and twisted onto her face. She squirmed and wagged her ass at him, smiling from the corner of her mouth. "You forget who's in charge here, do you not?"

He growled and snapped. "Yes I know you are in charge. But WHY toy around with me. If I wanted to toy. I would let one of the girls service me." He gripped her arms tighter, barely. He pushed her into the bed and looked at her. "Why. I earned enough of a right to sleep with you even in a human form. Yet you allow your body to cheat me out of your half of the deal."

"There was nothing in our agreement about how allowed my body to react. Just so long that... it... was not present," she simply said with a smirk. "And I've delivered on that."

Nero growled and grabbed her throat. "Just make it fun for us both. I can please you by bringing pain yet I am bored. I feel nothing from this. THere is nothing for me accept the disappointment of doing something any of your pets could do."

"I think there is much you still need to learn about our relationship," Jamie lectured back She seemed to evaporate from underneath him, leaving him alone on the bed. Her voice continued to echo throughout the room. "Traffic with my kind, and you will find that not all is what you expect. That is our nature. If you want legalese, go find a devil instead."

He growled. "Just...give me a fair deal." He sat up and let his hands fall to his side. He closed his eyes and waited to be told to gather his clothes and leave. Unless she wasn't done toying with him.

"I gave you a fair deal. No hermaphroditic physiology, as you requested. As I said, if you wanted something more concrete and intricately detailed, you should go work with the denizens of the Nine Hells. I am a demon, not a devil. I revel in chaos. Begone from my private rooms."

He gathered his clothes and dressed himself. He looked back. He growled and left. His arms flared. He returned to the hall and punched the wall. His fist slamming into it. He growled knowing she enjoyed toying with him. He was just a tool and he allowed himself to be one. He looked as if sensing someone watching him. Jamie did indeed observe him from her place on the Ethereal. She felt his anguish amusing. Once he was far enough away, she descended through the manor to the basement and planeshifted back to the Prime. It was time to resume her business down there...