The Contract Renewed Ch. 02

Liz sat typing away at her office computer, going through the regular monotony of work. Back in the office and wearing a business suit with a Halloween-themed tie (it was nowhere close to October), she was back in the office and trying to keep focus. Most days that was no problem, but maintaining her concentration was proving rather difficult that day. It wasn't because of the work itself, nor even that she was just feeling tired, the problem was that she was distracted.

It had been a few weeks since she revealed herself to Blake and had the contract signed. They wound up spending the whole weekend together, with hours upon hours of feasting. Blake was drained of nearly all his energy, and was left so exhausted that he had to call off work for a couple days. Satisfied, Igmauth eased off him and things had normalized a bit since then. As a bonus, she was now able to be in her demonic form around him. It was nice, having nothing to hide with at least one person. It was a feeling comparable to letting her hair loose after having it tied up for a while or taking off her bra after a long day.

However, now she was starting to get in the mood again. It had been a couple of days since their last session, and under normal circumstances she could have gone longer, but the stress of work was draining her energy. What's more, he spent the night at her place again. That wouldn't have been so bad, if it weren't for the fact that he had a habit of sleeping in nothing but his underwear. To add gasoline to the fire, he had a slight problem getting his pants on for work because the waistband kept getting caught on both his ass and bulge. She would've pounced on him right then and there, but she didn't have time to do anything before work. The moment she got home, she would gorge herself.

She leaned back in her chair and heaved a sigh, growing weary of looking at the computer screen.

"Coffee is no substitute," she thought "but it'll certainly help."

Rising from her seat, she headed over to the breakroom to see if there was anything left in the coffee pot. When she walked in, she saw Meg was already in there, brewing a fresh batch. A relatively younger employee fresh out of college, she had started working there recently. While they weren't terribly close, they got along fairly well and they felt a strange sort of kinship with each other that neither fully understood.

"Getting drowsy too?" Meg looked back, before adjusting her glasses. It looked like she'd been struggling that day too, given the tired look in her eye and her hair bun was messier than usual. "There was barely any left from this morning, so I decided to make some more."

"Yeah, these recent reports are putting me to sleep." She said, pulling two paper cups from the cupboard.

"Business as usual, then?"

Liz chuckled. "Guess you could say that, but recently the workload has been even bigger. It's all a double-edged sword, I gotta say. I'm gearing up for a promotion where I'll get paid more, but that also means more work."

"I figure more money is usually worth it." She said, pouring into the paper cups. "You want any cream or sugar?"

"Nah, I like mine black." She said, before taking her cup and taking a long sip. "Anyway, how are things on your end?"

"Can't say too much is different. Lots of emails, lots of documents, lots of meetings that should've been emails... but it's paying the bills." Meg said, stirring in a packet of sugar with a bit of cream.

"Just keep at it, you'll get used to it eventually. But that's enough about work. Have any plans this weekend?"

"Not really. There's a local bar I like, may hang around there and see if I can find someone cute."

"Always looking out for potential dates." She patted her on the shoulder. "Just be careful not to be desperate."

"I'm not!" She said, getting a little defensive. "It's just been a while and I'm ready to start a relationship again! Not my fault none of my previous dates worked out..." she took a sip of her own coffee.

"I'm just saying, no need to get upset. I get it."

"Yeah, well," she looked at her watch "I've hung around chatting for long enough. Those emails won't answer themselves." She then walked off, cup of coffee in hand. "See ya."

"That girl..." Liz muttered, before making her way back to her office. Feeling a little better after some caffeine and a conversation, she went back to work. Of course, even as she continued sipping on the black beverage, she knew it would take more than that to rejuvenate her. She just had to hold out until she got off work.

In a pleasant surprise, it turned out her prey would be coming to her; she heard a knock at her office door, and was surprised to see it was Blake. Wearing a red flannel and some jeans, he was holding a food container.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, standing up from her desk.

"I noticed you left without taking a lunch." He explained, setting the little box on her desk. "So I made you a little something and thought I'd run it to you. Lucky that I had today off, huh?"

"Oh shit, thank you!" She opened the lid to see it was a ham sandwich with a little baggy of peanuts. Technically she didn't need a lunch, and indeed she almost never had lunch at work. Whether Blake had already forgotten about that fact, or if he just wanted to do something nice for her, she didn't know. But she appreciated the thought nonetheless.

"Yeah, I made the same thing for myself so it wasn't a big deal." He scratched the back of his head. "And don't worry about security, they seemed fine with me coming in briefly."

"Hmm..." she looked at her lunch, then shifted her gaze to her meal provider. There was more he needed to do, and for this duty, the walls of her office would prove too thin. "Come with me."

"Uh, okay." He cluelessly followed her out of her office, across the floor, and into one of the storage rooms. She closed and locked the door behind them.

"Are we doing what I think we're doing?" He asked, in a hushed voice.

"No, I just really wanted to show you company documents from 5 years ago." Also whispering, she threw her hands up. "Why do you think I brought you in here?"

"I was just asking..."

"It's fine. You can be a bit of an idiot sometimes, but..." his back to the wall, she grabbed him by the collar and pushed herself against him "somehow that just makes you even hotter." Pulling him in, she kissed him.

"Are you sure you want to do this here?" He asked. While he normally didn't mind when she suddenly pounced on him like that, he was accustomed to it happening in the privacy of their own home.

"Don't worry, I locked the door and no one noticed us." She explained as she took off her suit jacket. "The walls for this storage room are pretty solid too. But we should still keep it down." She started unbuttoning her shirt.

"You could've just thanked me for bringing you lunch..."

"Oh, I do appreciate it and I'm sure it'll be tasty. But now I'll need some extra nutrients from my little meal provider. Besides, I've been in the mood all morning." After unbuttoning her shirt all the way down, she started groping at his chest, feeling his soft, hairy pecs through the cloth. "You keep sleeping in your underwear, showing off all the goods."

"You're one to talk." He said, groping at her cleavage. "Whenever it's just us at home, you're always walking around without a bra."

"Oh, were you tempted as well? Naughty boy." She slid her hands down and squeezed his ass. She pressed her body against his, letting him feel the soft pressure of her huge chest. Meanwhile, she could feel his bulge starting to grow. Despite his initial hesitation, she could tell he was starting to get into it.

"Guess there isn't a good spot for you to lay down on..." she observed, looking around the comparatively narrow aisles "we're both too curvy for our own good. Whatever, you'll just have to use your mouth this time." She groped at his pecs and squeezed them, before placing her hand firmly on his head. Using her demonic strength, she forced him down on his knees.

"I'm the one who's eating, then?" He asked, looking up at her.

"It's not dependent on the act, I suck up your energies regardless. I thought I explained this last weekend when I made you masturbate in front of me." She said, her breath getting heavier as she unbuckled her belt. She pulled down her pants, followed by her black panties, to reveal her big, wet pussy. "Now eat it."

"Yes, Mommy Igmauth." He whispered, before moving his head between her thighs. Smelling her thick scent and his nose tickled by her hairs, he started working his tongue around her privates.

"Ohh, just like that." She flipped her black hair then placed her hands on his head. "I didn't even have to say anything this time. You're a quick learner." During those initial days of feasting, they tried all sorts of things, but she had him eat her out several more times. She could tell he was getting better, as he learned her soft spots and how she liked it.

Given positive reinforcement, he kept at it. Licking and twirling his tongue around her vulva and into her sensitive entrance, his mouth was wet with her fluids. He made sure to pay special attention to the clit as well, licking and sucking it. He wondered what he would do if he had a long, demon tongue like Igmauth. It was interesting to think about, but he did just fine with his short human one.

Sinking her hands into his soft hair, she shuttered and occasionally jumped a little. Her breath kept getting heavier and her body was heating up.

"Seriously," she thought "I put off having sex with him for way too long."

Puckering his lips around her hard nub, he sucked hard. He felt her hands tightening their grip on his head, and though she hardly made a sound, he could tell she struggled to keep it down when he did that. Her breath heavy, the heat and the shuttering of her thighs, combined with the way her privates were reacting, he could tell she was starting to get close. He saw this as all the more reason to go for her weak spots. He struck his tongue out as far as he could and ran it around inside her, then started rubbing her clit with his finger.

Her nails dug into his head. "Fuck... good boy..." she whispered, shuttering again.

After using his fingers for a moment, he went back to sucking. Barely containing her voice, she came on his face. Hemmed in by her legs, his face became messy with her juices.

Breathing heavily, she leaned back against the wall while Blake rose to his full height.

"You did good." She whispered, ruffling his hair. "That'll hold me over for now, can't spend too long in here. But you're getting it when I come home."

"Thanks." He wiped his mouth and beard off. "Happy to serve my demonic master."

"You're a good human thrall." She adjusted her bra, noticing her fat tits had spilled out a little. "Can't wait to try even more things with you." She pulled her panties back up, followed by her pants. "In the meantime, let's just leave discretely."

After she got her suit back on and made sure his face was clean, they left. It was only after she closed the door that she noticed Meg was standing right next to the room. The two made eye contact, and Liz felt her blood run cold.

"I was just... checking the files." She said, finding herself at a loss for excuses.

"With your boyfriend? Who doesn't work here?" She asked, looking to him with a rather cold expression.

"He has an eye for these things, he interned in an archive once."

"Mm hmm..." she adjusted her red tie "whatever. I won't tell anyone, but can Liz and I talk in private for a minute?"

Blake awkwardly rubbed his arm. "Thanks for keeping quiet about it at least. I'm just going to, uh... go." Visibly uncomfortable, he hastily excused himself from the scene.

"Soo...." Liz said, looking to her "talk in my office?"

"That's fine." She adjusted her glasses, keeping a blank and almost unreadable expression.

They had an awkward, quiet walk to her office. Liz closed and locked the door behind them.

"Listen," Liz wasted no time in defending herself further "I know that was a dumb idea, but I was feeling pent up and he spent the night at my place last night. I wasn't in the mood initially, but let me tell you, Blake is really,"

Before she could finish that sentence, Meg put a hand up, signaling her to stop. "I don't need to hear anymore, I don't care what you did with him in there. I have something else I want to discuss." She sat on Liz's desk and crossed her legs. "You're a succubus."

"What~?" She scoffed at the accusation. "No! What even is a succubus? I don't know what you're talking about."

"Lizzy, I'm a succubus too. Even from the other side of the floor, I could sense your demonic energy."

"Oh." She blinked in surprise, wondering how a fellow demon had managed to slip under her radar. "You are? Shit, that's cool!"

"Well, I had to bring it up in some form or another once I realized what you were. I won't lie, my energy has been weak lately so that's probably why you never noticed anything different about me. The thing is, I've been having trouble procuring a proper energy supply since I graduated college. It's bad enough that work has been sucking up my time and energy, but even worse, people are damn liars these days!" She clinched her fist in frustration. "People are always going around and talking a big game about how they want a 'succubus dommy mommy to step on them,' but then I show them my horns and then all of a sudden they chicken out and start babbling about how they don't want to die!"

"The real thing is just too much for them, I guess." She chuckled.

"Apparently. I thought since you're a little older than me and already have a contract, you could give me some advice. You seem to have things figured out, what with your boy toy and everything."

"Hey, he's not just a boy toy!" She said, rather offended at the assumption.

"Whatever he is to you, you've caught yourself a very good meal provider. I could feel your energy increasing just after lunch. A couple of weeks ago, I noticed you started coming into work with a really strong energy signature too, I'm going to take a guess and say that's when you two started banging."

"You're dead on, actually." Liz felt pretty sheepish that someone had pinned her as a succubus and she didn't know, but then, Meg had apparently been keeping quiet until now. "And... no one else noticed us today, right?"

She shook her head. "No, most people were on lunch break. I would've missed it myself if I hadn't sensed your energy growing. But regardless, I could seriously do with some advice. I'm dying here, and you're over there with a boyfriend giving you free and filling meals." She sighed. "I feel like a starving peasant watching her queen feast."

"I guess he is pretty amazing, huh?" She fiddled with her hair. "But honestly, I just lucked out. Different things work for different people so I'm not sure about a reliable method."

"Hm..." she thought things over "I don't suppose you'd let me borrow him for a night?"

"I'll admit I'd be curious to see how long he'd last with two succubi draining him, but I don't really like the idea of letting another demon use him."

"A bit possessive of your prey, huh? Makes sense, but I thought it was worth a shot." She crossed her arms. "Well, can you at least tell me how you two got started?"

"We just happened to meet at a music festival and got to know each other. After a few months of dating I decided he was worth signing a contract with. Ironically enough, the night we signed the contract was the first time we banged. It was pretty difficult holding out that long, but like you said, people get scared when they see the real thing so I wanted to make sure he was the right choice."

"Hm... so a vetting process..." she thought things through "and it doesn't even have to be a romantic partner, it could also be a friend..."

"Ah, the ole friend with benefits plus a contract!" She smiled. "Someone come to mind?"

Meg blushed a little, then averted eye contact. "Well... there is one person I've been eyeing..."

"Oh really? Tell me!" Liz's eyes lit up, wondering just who she was interested in.

"What's this all about?" She asked, looking a little embarrassed.

"I just wanna know, I'm curious! Is it someone I would know?" She enjoyed some good gossip, and in any case, she was very curious about who had caught the attention of this cool and distant college grad.

"Fine..." her face getting redder "there's this one girl I keep seeing on my commute. We usually take the same bus in the mornings and evenings, though I'm not sure what she even does for a living since she never seems to wear professional clothes." She cleared her throat. "Anyway, she's really cute and I have a certain feeling about her. Call it woman's intuition, I don't know."

"I had the same feeling about Blake. It's not surefire but it's a good sign." She crossed her arms and nodded. "I say go for it! Approach her this afternoon, assuming she's on the same bus again."

"Are you sure? What if I come across as weird?"

"I mean yeah, don't be weird about it, but just talk to her and see where it goes."

"Right." She got off the desk, then adjusted her glasses. "Well then, I think that's all I wanted to discuss. Thanks for the talk, Lizzy."

She chuckled, rather proud that she'd managed to get such a reaction out of this girl. "Let me know how things go!"

After Meg left, Liz realized she was alone in her office again and slumped her shoulders. "Shit, guess I gotta get back to work now, huh?" She plopped herself down on her office chair and opened the lunch Blake had brought her. Idly munching on the sandwich, she went back to what she'd been doing before. The food could not sate her appetite however, and even her "lunch break" with her boyfriend was merely an appetizer. That feeling of wanting more only made her sympathize with Meg more; she certainly didn't miss that extended fasting period.