"Talk to me, Pixie," you say to the nude fairy in front of you, using the first name that comes to your mind.
"Yes, master," Pixie responds in the breathy, Marilyn Monroe-type voice that you gave her.
"I am your creator," you say to her. "You exist only to pleasure me in any way I desire. You are to be at my beck and call for anything I ask of you. You are to cater to my every whim at any given time. Any missteps on your part will prove to be fatal. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes, master."
"Perfect. I know what I want to do with you right now."
He made his clothes vanish off of his body into thin air, the sight of your body causing the fairy to gasp involuntarily. With a cocky grin, you wrap your arms around her and kiss her deeply. Unable to control himself much longer, he takes her to the ground and plunges his cock into her, starting to pump hard. You rubbed her perfect breasts and shapely ass as you do so. You will both of you to hold back your orgasms for about an hour before you do so at the same time.
After both of you are finished, you look at her and ponder what to do.
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