A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

Leia blinked. She was still kneeling between Erik's legs, her hands resting on the floor.

Having replaced Erik's now-clean genitals with the thumb he pushed between her lips, she suckled on it for a moment. When she spoke, she did it with some difficulty because of the obstruction.

"Mmf—How…?" she asked, some eagerness flashing in her eyes, as if she wanted nothing more than to prove herself.

Erik smirked evilly and shrugged. "That's up to you. Better make it good, though."

Her eyes widened a little and some panic slipped in. She started suckling on his thumb faster as her mind raced with different options.

It the end, though, it wasn't long before she made her choice, and actually looked excited about it. With a lustful grin, she popped his thumb out from between her lips and started lowering her upper body.

"Then let me prove myself by giving some attention to a part of your body that may have gone neglected in your sex life, Daddy," she giggled happily as her head reached the floor, and her ass rose in the air to compensate.

Before Erik could ask more, she then popped one of his big toes into her mouth and started suckling on that, even wrapping her tongue around it as if intending to clean it. Meanwhile, her large eyes never wavered from looking up at him, hoping for praise.

Erik blinked in surprise. It was true that he hadn't ever done much feet stuff, but neither was he sure if he cared. He didn't feel like it would bring him much pleasure, and the domination or devotion aspects didn't interest him that much either, as he had plenty of ways to scratch those itches.

Still, what surprised him most was the genuine excitement that Leia brought to the task she'd set for herself, and so he cocked an eyebrow as he looked down at her. "I see now," he chuckled strangely. "All that foot stuff from before wasn't just to try and dominate me, you actually enjoy it."

A blush spread across her face, before she nodded slowly. Then, popping his toe out of her mouth again, she stayed on the floor and looked up at him.

"Y— Yes, Daddy…" she muttered, a little nervously. "I— I hope you don't mind. If you enjoy things like this, I'll be happy to do them for you anytime! B— But I don't expect you to let my feet near your big cock again…"

Before he could answer, she moved on to his next toe and repeated the process, all the while looking up at him almost pleadingly.

Sinking into thought, Erik watched her work as she moved from toe to toe. He had to admit there was a certain charm to the way she performed such a humiliating task with joy and devotion, and it didn't feel half bad either. In fact, he felt his cock stir again.

Still, he wouldn't let himself waste more time enjoying her body, as he wanted to continue working on his spatial affinity as soon as possible. Time was moving on, and things were happening rapidly in the world right now. He had to prepare.

So, he reached down to snatch Leia by the chin and lift her body up again.

"Ah!" she first yelped in surprise. "D— Did you not like it?" she then asked sadly when she was kneeling again, a little afraid she'd already messed up.

Erik smiled and shook his head. "No, I actually enjoyed it more than I expected… but if I allowed you to continue, I would have had to relief some lust, and I don't have time to play with you longer today."

At first, Leia blinked as she let his words sink in. Then, she started smiling brightly. "Hihi," she giggled cutely. "I'm so glad! My mouth is at your disposal, Daddy! As is my entire body!"

"I know," Erik chuckled, satisfied with Leia's surprisingly quick change and his obvious domination of her mind and body. "I might even be interested in giving you another chance at a foot job. Your feet felt nice, I just didn't enjoy the situation… but maybe we can do something about that."

Leia perked up even more, her breasts bouncing, and clapped her hands. "Yay! Daddy is the best!"

Erik had to suppress a twitching of the mouth as she did that. Although he did like having her call him that, her new behaviour was pushing the situation a little further. She was still older than him, technically, but her speech had become that of a girl barely eighteen, and an innocent daddy's girl at that.

Perhaps it made sense, since that was supposedly just the kind of girl she used to be, but he felt a little strange about it. Still, he reminded himself of her actual age and put his thoughts aside for now. Either he'd start enjoying it, or he wouldn't—and if it was the latter, he was confident she was willing to change that for him.

For now, there were other matters to attend to.

"Alright, Leia. You've proven yourself," he said, turning a little stern and raising a hand. "Now it's time to make this official."

As he said that, a dark green glow appeared around his right hand as Elora allowed him to borrow some of her magic through their bond. "Your main task will be to accompany my mother, but you'll still be officially one of my servants, and that means you'll be wearing the same mark as they do."

"Ah!" Leia muttered, surprised, as she looked at his hand with fascination. "I— I'll be happy to wear your mark, Daddy, but… can you explain what it does?"

Unsurprisingly, she'd figured out it wasn't just a marking by the amount of power he gathered in his hand. Even after going a personal upheaval as she'd just done, her intelligence and second-ranked instincts remained unchanged.

Nodding, Erik gave a quick explanation of the Bond of Service that Nora, Anne, and Seraphina all wore. Although he expected she'd accept, he didn't really want to essentially enslave her without letting her know exactly what it entails. He wasn't a monster.

"So," Erik then continued, a smirk on his lips. "Can I continue?"

Leia looked up at his hand with parts trepidation, excitement, and lust… but then she blinked and suddenly looked hesitant. She parted her lips and muttered: "I…"