LeetCo: Loss Prevention

Lily tried to contain her frustration, it was never easy being the head of Loss Prevention for an Inter-Dimensional, Multi-Planetary, Cross-timeline Lewd toy company. It was one thing to manage loss at a retail store; but it was another altogether managing loss when your perpetrator could be the pawn of a god that had already hopped five timelines by the time the loss was found. It was both fun and thrilling, but also a major pain in her ass. Those cases were for the most part easier than dealing with the more mundane problem of an organized crime ring on a mortal planet; which was her current problem.

She looked up at the burned out shell where the store had been. A local officer wandered over "Uhh..." they checked their notes "Ms. Lilith Starling?" they asked uncertain.

"Yes...?" her impatience was showing in her voice and despite being shorter at 160 cm she'd long since learned the habit of projecting her presence and the cop visibly flinched.

"So, as much as we'd love to tell you that we have leads on this..." they started.

She turned on her heel abruptly to face the sheepish officer "Oh don't give me that tripe, you know damn well who this is. It's not like everybody in the damn city isn't aware that you and every other officer in your department is on the payroll of the fucking Apton-Downs company." She was furious and didn't give a wit that making that accusation so publicly could be hazardous to her health. Unfortunately, unlike her boss, she was mortal and did not see the cosh that impacted the base of her skull. When asked later there were 'no witnesses' to Lilith Starling's sudden disappearance in a crowded street in broad daylight.

She groaned as she slowly regained consciousness, her head throbbing as a crude hand lifted her chin. "Well well well, birdy is awake..." the cop taunted her. She tried to spit at him, but the dildo gag shoved into her mouth and throat made that a bit difficult. "Seems you're a tougher little bird than most, not that it will matter. You'll break like all the rest." he said with absolute certainty.

She rolled her eyes derisively. She'd gotten complacent dealing with the less mundane sorts of thieves; forgetting that humans like herself could be far worse. The less mundane sort followed rules, rules that if not followed had extreme consequences. Humans didn't unfortunately, hence she found herself here. She was tied to a crude whipping cross, and by the taste and tingling of it she was gagged with her mistress' own product. "Fancy gear you lot make. Too bad about the shop though... guess you lot should have paid up. Now you little bird, are going to serve in Apton-Downs' whore houses like the slut you are, isn't that right?" He crudely shoved his fingers into her wet petals. It was true she was aroused, it was because of the corruptive in the latex of the toys they'd shoved into her, not because she was a slut or enjoying the situation at all.

"You'll pay down your employer's debt, unfortunately the interest is a bit steep." He sneered at her. Her eyes went wide as she spotted the Apton-Downs slaving collar; a crude device it removed the collared's ability to resist permanently turning them into a slave that was trapped inside their own body. While highly illegal it didn't matter because Apton-Downs had this world under their thumb, nobody was going to dig too deep into the company's affairs.

"I see you've noticed your shiny new collar. Don't worry it will hurt like hell for a bit. Then it will still hurt like hell, but you won't be able to scream about it." He taunted her as the other 'officers' looked on. He moved the collaring machine into place around her neck, probes from the device extending out in preparation to destroy her free will. As he did so the shadows started to grow in the room. "But don't worry, you'll have plenty of time to pay off the money you lot should have just paid. What kind of a name is LeetCo anyway?" he laughed.

The defiant look on her face frustrated the erstwhile officer. She was in no danger anymore, and she knew it. If she could have warned them about what as going to happen next she probably still wouldn't have, they weren't deserving of such pity. While her mistress really didn't like losing product, she was downright possessive of her employees and thus threatening to collar Lily was a very bad thing for them.

He tried to shove the machine into activation as he saw her face switch from horror at the collar to pure defiance. He never got the chance. A shadow tentacle slipped out of a portal on the floor and casually flipped the machine around knocking him back into the group of officers that had shown up to watch him toy with her, their eyes growing wide as they started to catch on that supernatural things were happening. Another portal opened up; a shadow tentacle driving through his ass before working its way through him to come out his mouth.

Lily's mistress sucked her teeth as she emerged from a portal in the shadows, her black latex cheongsam hugged her crimson curves tightly. "It's bad form officer to both break the law and enslave someone else's employee. But you never cared aught for the law, did you? You're naught but Apton-Downs' thug aren't you?" The demoness asked, her golden cat eyes drilling into him as he squirmed and tried to remove himself from the tentacle futilely. The other officers hadn't noticed as shadow tentacles had moved around them, holding them securely for the demoness.

Her mistress glanced over at her security lead dangling on the whipping cross, "Oh Lily no need to hang out and watch." She said softly, small tendrils of shadow working her free, a portal opening at her feet as the cuffs released her all at once. She fell through the portal into an infirmary bed just as the screams and moans began. Her mistress had no intention of using the Apton-Downs collars, but that didn't mean she wouldn't let them think she would.

Lily rested her head into the soft pillow as the nurse, a naga, slithered over and removed her gag and the other toys that had been attached to her. She then hooked up an IV after turning Lily over and examining the nude human. "Someone got the crap beat out of them." The nurse tasting the air as she hissed at the bruises all over Lily "I hope it was worth it Lily, I hate seeing you like this. I much prefer our weekend sessions." The naga alluding to their casual sex sessions. The naga leaned down to give her a corruptive laden kiss as she fell asleep for some very lewd dreams as the portal closed. A life support field shimmered into place around the sleeping human as the nurse began the process of repairing the damage, some quite life-threatening, to her friend and occasional lover.

Light peeked through the shades, warm against her face like affectionate fingers as Lily slowly came to. Her dream had been wonderful: the first time she'd ordered LeetCo products. She vividly remembered opening the box and pressing the large floppy dildo to her mons, feeling it bond on temporarily as she became a temporary horsecocked futa for a few hours. She'd thoroughly ruined her sheets that night, but she was hooked to the corruptive and latex toys the oddly named company shipped. Her addiction had grown until she couldn't go around town without at least corruptive latex tentacle panties on constantly stimulating herself.

Lily smiled up at the ceiling remembering when she'd written the owner a love letter, sending it to the 'contact us' email assuming it would get a perfunctory PR response. She'd never expected that in the end the small post script she'd included, that if LeetCo was ever hiring she'd love to be considered, would get a response and ultimately lead her to a life well beyond anything she'd ever expected.

What she also hadn't considered was waking up with a crimson demoness in her bed; her head nestled into her mistress' ample cleavage as she idly ground her hips while impaled on the demonic cock that grew from her partner's loins. She'd sleepily licked her mistress' teat, the ebony and purple nipple mere inches from her face. She lapped up the inky black corruptive milk that dribbled forth tingling with pleasure on her tongue as she squirmed and tried to fuck herself harder on that cock. Lily enjoyed the feeling of her mistress inside her, the corruptive allowing her to stretch without damage around the over-large shaft. She basked in the moment before drifting off for a bit longer.

Lily awoke again and smiled into the silken sheets as her mistress' fingers trailed through her flame red hair. She slowly opened her eyes to find her mistress giving her an affectionate smile before the demoness leaned down to plant an affectionate but still corruptive kiss on her forehead. "Mmurning" she managed to mumble to the demoness as she felt the corruptive suffuse her body with a languid warmth.

"Feeling better?" Azalyn asked softly, concern in her voice. Lily just nodded, her body feeling languid, warm, and better than ever. A sure sign her mistress had used her own power, and corruptive, to heal her. The demonic substance had amazing properties. So much so that it formed the basis of the company's products. The average toy contained only a few parts per million of the stuff and that was enough. A toy that would have otherwise been just too large... would just fit, a hole that struggled to be lubricated wouldn't chafe, and so on. It was extremely hard to hurt oneself with a LeetCo toy, even in scenarios where beginners often ended up in trouble.

"Mmhm, how bad was I?" The redhead nodded yes softly as she asked her ebony haired demonic lover, boss, and mistress.

"Two weeks, they beat you to an inch of your life while you were out. I think they were intending to leave you dead as a warning. But you managed to survive that. I dealt with the corrupt locals and left them a warning. But we'll still have to deal with them. What they do is wholly inappropriate." Lily snerked at that, given the shady nature of the business 'Wholly inappropriate' described the company.

"Laugh it up flower child" the demoness teased her, using the pet name she'd given Lilith, who tended to go by the shorter 'Lily'. Why her parents had named her Lilith she'd never figure out, but it did fit her rampant sexuality. So she'd never thought about changing it.

"Sorry, Mistress... I couldn't help but imagine you adding them to the drone line." she smiled.

"Ah if only, but it would have been a violation of the rules. They didn't actually steal aught but you and some product from me. So I just collared one of them with their own device, crude and horrible device that it is. But yes, they would have made nice toys. But, I suspect poetic justice would have demanded a different fate."

One often might assume that demons were completely unconstrained by rules and laws. But, with the possible exception of the shibboleth trapped in the true abyss, demons, devils, and the fallen gods and goddess such as her mistress that were called demons were tightly bound to rules of engagement. One such was that they couldn't forcibly take someone that had not committed an act directly against them. Hence, Azalyn couldn't really do much against the crooked cops other than what she'd already done. Like as not, Lily despite working for the demoness didn't count in that.

Lily herself could have acted under the rules, but was a mortal with mortal limitations. That said the demoness was allowed to protect those she valued if their lives were in danger, which she had done. But the punishments for violating those rules followed the rules of Poetic Justice and Karma, both of which could result in extremely interesting punishments.

Lily nodded and shrugged. She'd had to learn the rules as part of her employment with LeetCo. She leaned back in the soft sheets tempted to try to ride the beautiful cock concealed in her mistress' sheath. "So now what? We lost an entire store, stock, and planetary access. The nearby systems already told us they were revoking our licenses out of fear." she grumbled, defeat and frustration in her voice as she closed her eyes to block out the sun on her face.

She felt the demoness' claw like nails gently stroke through her hair. "Well, first thing's first. You are going to get out of bed and get some breakfast. We'll discuss that then." Lily just nodded, opening one of her eyes to enjoy the demoness' beautiful visage. Horns delicately swept back through her ebony hair over a perfect crimson face and plump glossy black lips.

She'd greatly underestimated how hungry she was. She'd rolled out of bed and showered getting halfway through when her stomach had growled at her like a starving lioness. Lily sat in her mistress' garden terrace under an awning devouring Huevos rancheros after she'd already demolished a fruit plate, three muffins, and enough tea to power the entire British army and possibly half the Royal Navy.

Finally finishing her meal; she looked out at the demi-plane that was her home now. Her mistress' domain was lush and beautiful, as befitted a fallen goddess of fertility, lust, and love. Ruins dotted the landscape where, in ages past, her mistress had once had a more formal domain when she'd been the head of a pantheon. The demoness pulled up a chair next to hers following her gaze. "Too many, too many lost" the demoness muttered softly, an old heartache dredged up. Briefly her old divine form showed itself, but that was a past when she'd been known under a different name, and it disappeared just as fast.

The demoness looked to her "Lily, you know how special you are to me. This incident reminded me that I've been meaning to talk to you about your future." Lily nodded, she wasn't unaware that most of her mistress' employees had been mortal at one point. She'd never really thought about it for herself. She loved her job and she loved her mistress. So whether that would ever apply to her never crossed her mind.

"My mortality is holding me back isn't it?" she said softly sipping her last cup of tea as it dawned on her.

"It wouldn't say it's holding you back, but it is making you vulnerable. While you are sworn to me, I am unable to act on your behalf as you are. Worse I could lose you permanently." She paused concern evident in her voice, her fingers tracing affectionately through the red head's hair looking into her blue eyes. There was real love and affection there and Lily leaned over to kiss her mistress' corruptive coated lips, staining her own in the process and making her squirm in her seat.

The testing and development wing was not one that Lily spent much time in. While she cared about new product, she mostly wanted to know for her own use and because she wanted to figure out what sort of person would steal it. The wing buzzed with activity. Long term customers, like she herself had once been, were testing new products and helping the company refine them.

She made her way towards testing cell D15. She was surprised to see this was down in the secure levels. Customers never got to come down here, this was for testing products that were used on battlefields in the wars that gods and goddess fought. It was easy to forget her mistress was an active participant in just such conflicts.

But it came into clear focus as she watched an employee infect herself with nano growing into a lewd battle machina as she rode on the cock of her 'queen'. The queen was a large naga-like machina with colorful glowing blue scales, horns connecting her to the hive emerging from her head each with matching glowing tips, two beautiful cocks leaking glowing seed over a cute pussy, and perfectly shaped teats that seemed to be misting a nano cloud around herself and the volunteer.

Lily squirmed, her petals moistening, as she watched the queen slowly make love to the volunteer. The large machina's glowing blue seed leaking from the large twin cocks of the snake like queen into the volunteer's dripping pussy. Black and neon green glowing lines spread out from the volunteer's crotch over their body as the queen made love and filled them with more and more of the nano. Twin horns emerged from their head as the volunteer joined the machina collective hive mind, before growing their own cock with glowing green tip and seed. Lily couldn't help but be transfixed as their body continued to develop into a formidable, and extremely sexy and lewd, war machina.

She felt a tap on her shoulder, she looked up at her smiling mistress as she was pulled over to the empty test cell she'd be using. She looked up at the demoness sniffing and scenting her boss's own arousal. "It's always beautiful and wonderful to watch someone join the hive." the demoness said with a wistful smile. "But as much as I'm sure you'd greatly enjoy that, it was not really what I had in mind for you. Although your gift will have similar origin."

"Oh, and what did you have in mind? Turning me into some sort of super soldier capable of using my arousal to charm my enemies and fuck my way to victory?" Lily teased.

"Somehow you don't strike me as a Valkyrie." the demoness teased back as she opened the door to the empty test cell. "I won't spoil the surprise... too much. Let it suffice that restraining you will be difficult in the future." she flashed a conspiratorial grin at her head of security. Lily just laughed at her boss and headed inside the cell curious what the demoness had in store for her. The door closed and sealed tightly behind her.

She had talked to a few of her fellow employees that morning, no two had the same story of how they became the way they were. In every case their mistress had offered, and they had accepted, every single one receiving her personal attention in their transformation in some way. Thus far her story seemed to be the same. She made her way to the center of the room where a shiny metal canister sat.

Lily looked around at the test cell for a moment. While she knew there was a viewport on one of the walls, she couldn't even tell where either it or the door were now. The walls having sealed perfectly around her. Nor was it a small room, easily twenty meters per side and the same tall in a perfect cube. The walls, floor, and ceiling had markings on them; she realized the markings were so that recordings could easily gauge what had happened, where, and potentially how fast. Light seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere, leaving shadows non-existent while also not being so bright as to blind.

She looked down at the silver canister. The label read 'Capture Slime, Corruptive Latex, Mark 69 Mod 8008135 Var T'. "Seriously... 'Boobies?' Was someone that juvenile?" She snerked and rolled her eyes. She'd used capture-slimes before, so what was her mistress doing with one here? They were mindless, not even close to sentient, creations on par with tentacle panties and such. Intended to just surround a subject and keep them pleasured long enough for collection. That said she'd never heard of a 'Mark 69' variant much less a juvenile 'Mod 8008135'. She couldn't remember the exact versions, but she was pretty sure it wasn't that high and none had a variant notation on them either.

She shrugged and pressed the canister activation button, she had no reason to believe this wasn't part of her mistress' plan. Normally she'd have done so remotely, only triggering the canister when her target was nearby and there was no chance of it capturing anyone else. But it looked for all intents and purposes like this is what she was intended to do.

The canister didn't get a chance to open before tendrils of black corruptive latex shot out. Corruptive latex slime tentacles almost instantly wrapping around Lily's ankles and wrists. She squealed in shock but didn't fight it, she needed to trust her mistress. Small tendrils zipped out from the mass of the canister towards her as the silver vessel melted away, yet again something she'd never seen happen before.