The Perils of Fame

Oh, she was still talking.

"The aforementioned novella is to be no shorter than one of your typical works, and is to be made freely available wherever the works you publish using a pen name are distributed. You are to use said pen name in the publication and distribution thereof, and-"

"W-Wait!" Lucius squeaked, suddenly straining against his bindings. The details of this contract, official or no, snapped him out of his reverie, and he remembered once more just why he was incredibly against everything she was saying. "Hold on, I can't use my pen name! Even if people don't know it's me, they'll still be scandalized by the time Scratch wrote a story about a devil ravishing some poor nobleman! My audience is scarcely ready for something so- so-"

"So naughty?" Mariana purred, her pace slowing sensuously. "So deliciously, scandalously depraved?"

Lucius bit his lower lip. God, but his face felt so hot! And Mariana wouldn't look away from him for but a moment to let him collect himself! He shut his eyes and tried to block her out, but even if he could ignore her piercing eyes, he couldn't push away the hot, soft sensation of her skin against his.

"...Yes," he managed.

"What would it take to get you to use your pen name, then?"

"...What?"

"This is the negotiation of a contract, not the reading of charges!" Mariana giggled. She stopped her titfucking for just a moment, but Lucius' prick wasn't released from her cleavage just yet. "The entire basis of Devilry is give and take. So what's it going to take for you to give in and use your pen name?"

"I-"

"You want more tittyfucking?" Mariana nearly growled, suddenly bouncing her breasts on Lucius' lap once more. "I could be right under your desk for every chapter you write, squeezing my big, bouncy boobies around your cock."

Her eyes flashed pink, and Lucius suddenly saw her under his desk as he attempted to put pen to paper. Smirking up at him, wobbling her fat, heaving rack on his lap and blue-balling him until he couldn't take it anymore and begged for release. He mindlessly spurted his load up into her tits and finally had a clear enough mind to write a chapter or two before his stiff, throbbing cock needed another titfuck to help him calm down.

"E-Even if-" Lucius gasped, head lolling on his shoulders. "I- I really ought not write something so-" He gasped, feeling his head go white as she relentlessly milked his cock with her breasts. "C-Could it please be about something else? A Devil and a human are-"

"Has to be about a Devil and a human. My client was very specific. But! You probably aren't intimately familiar with how Devils are in the bedroom. Accordingly..."

Her body seemed to grow just a touch warmer, but the shift suddenly had Lucius swooning. He gave an audible moan as her cleavage became deliciously hot, and he nearly came then and there. He felt so weak, all of the sudden, and he loved it. It was like he'd just thrust his cock up into a hot, snug sauna, and the heat of her body tricked his prick into thinking he was balls-deep in something hot and tight that needed to be impregnated right now. Rational thought frittered away, and for a moment, Lucius would've signed anything she presented him with.

"...Upon receipt of an outline for the novella, I'm prepared to offer my services as a Devilry consultant. I, Mariana, will suggest and demonstrate any number of sexual acts that may further enhance scenes in the novella. As a show of good faith and proof of my ability to perform said sexual acts, I have just shown the effects of Energy Drain and will now perform Bedroom Eyes on you. I will further demonstrate the ability Da Capa Bellissima should you show any signs of premature release. Here, look me in the eyes, Scratch."

Lucius groggily propped his head up to look at Mariana, and her eyes seemed to pulse with pink light. One glance had him drooling, mesmerized and unable to look away from bottomless, rose-tinted bliss. Hearts seemed to fill his vision, and his brain seemed to be trapped in a happy, hazy, puffy, pink fog.

What few thoughts he had slowed in the pleasurable fugue, and before long they seemed to sluggishly float along in his head, bouncing against each other and finding themselves happily crowded out by new, better thoughts. Why think about things like how his audience would receive this proposed novella when instead he could think about...how he'd have Mariana around to help him figure out just how quickly his protagonist would succumb to his new Devilish lover?

It was impossible to tell which thoughts were his and which were artificial, and soon it was impossible to care about the differentiation. Her eyes pulsed pink, and his mind filled up more and more with daydreams of rutting Mariana's cleavage until he was empty-headed and stupid in his carnal reverie. He'd be able to just let her titfuck him whenever he wanted, get tied up and milked like livestock. Collared and mindlessly cumming after he finished writing for the day. Edged for hours each morning, blue-balled and desperate for a fat, sloppy cumshot pumped between her tits, trained like an animal to write for his new Mistress. A stupid, horny tit-addict, drooling over tits, only using his brain when he was allowed to, only using his brain for Mistress, fucking Mariana's titties and flopping back into bed after he pumped a fat, hot wad of spunk into her cleavage-

The bliss building up in his body seemed to suddenly plateau with a little ping in the back of his head. Lucius blinked and shook his head, Mariana's eyes having returned to their natural green. He was still aroused -- almost painfully so -- but he...sort of knew that he should've cum by now. It still felt good, though. So good that he...should be cumming. But he wasn't? It was so hard to think, especially when he was this hard.

"Wuh-" Lucius mumbled.

"I stopped you, Scratch. You were about to finish things off and agree to all the terms I just laid out!" Mariana idly massaged his twitching shaft with her titties and shook her head with a sigh. "Silly boy. A Devil's contract is complete when the signatory party cums. Normally that's only at the end, but you're such a poor, pent-up boy that you were about to pop off before we'd finalized things."

"But-" Lucius whined, drool trickling down his chin.

"No, no, we have quite a few things left to go over before we're finished, so until then, you'll just have to hold on and focus for me. As soon as you agree to everything, then you get to pop, pop, pop your load off into my titties. Now, let's discuss deadlines and expectations of quality and content. My client-"

Lucius' head swam as Mariana spoke. He was teetering on the very edge of climax, and yet it suddenly became apparent just how far he was from the sweet relief of orgasm. Mariana prattled off all sorts of details, never stopping her bouncing and kneading and massaging for a moment. Lucius started breathing harder, and his heart pounded in his chest. God, but he was so close!

And then he realized something. All he had to do was agree to all of this.

The thought suddenly made so much sense. He was already in the business of writing this kind of torrid smut. So. What did it really matter who was fornicating with whom? A human and a Devil, that was fine! The justifications flowed like wine, and Lucius found himself rationalizing each little hang-up he'd had.

Scandalous? It was "scandalous" to write about a man and a woman cavorting in the bedroom! His audience would get used to one of them having horns! And so what if his reputation earned a pock or two in the process? It'd been spotted since the day he published his first "blue book!"

"I'll do it!" He gasped, trying to hide the whining note of desperation in his voice. "I'll do it."

Mariana blinked at him, wide-eyed and innocent. Oh, she wasn't fooling anyone! Especially not when she kept mashing her tits up against his shaft the entire time! "You...agree to the terms we've established?"

"Yes. Yes, I do." Lucius nodded, heart pounding, a blush beginning to spread across his entire body as his cock twitched and throbbed in her cleavage.

She seemed to take a wicked sort of glee in shattering his expectations, because with a musical giggle and a squeeze of her tits around his shaft, Mariana shook her head. "Scratch, we're not finished yet! There are all sorts of things we have to go over first!"

"Well, what are they, then!" It wasn't even a question; Lucius begged for more things to say "yes" to with hungry desperation.

"Well, we have to determine the price-"

"Free!" Lucius gasped, thrusting his cock up into her cleavage and whimpering miserably when his climax retreated once more. Still, it felt better and better, and he couldn't bring himself to stop fucking her tits. "I'll write it for free!"

"You'll write it for free! Well, that won't do! Devilry isn't about something for nothing!" Mariana shook her head once more, massaging, bouncing, kneading her pillowy titflesh against his aching member faster and faster, harder and harder, better and better! "You have to do it for something, Scratch! It wouldn't do for your Mistress to get something for free from you! This is a commission, not tribute!"

"Then-" His eyes rolled back. He hadn't climaxed yet, but he should've, and his body didn't seem to know what to do with all the pleasure pulsing through his veins. "You! I want you! I want-"

"Then you'll have to form a pact with me!" Mariana insisted, eyes flashing pink every few seconds. "And that means setting up all sortsa terms! Like, you'll have to decide what to pay me, I'll have to hear what sort of tasks I'll be given-"

"Anything- Anything you want-" Lucius was delirious at this point, the pleasure coursing through him far more than he was equipped to handle. It was better than an orgasm, but he knew somehow that his climax would be better even than this if only she allowed him to cum. He chased the idea of it with every ragged breath, every slurred promise and concession. He didn't care what happened or what was asked of him so long as he got to cum.

"Anything I want? So generous!" Mariana purred, her eyes strobing a constant, mind-numbing, cock-teasing pink. Every flash of her eyes reassured Lucius that he was making the right decision, that everything he was doing was good, felt good, felt so good. He was pent-up, so pent-up that other Devils would've been able to take advantage of him, but "I'm making sure you're cumming out ahead with every decision you make," Mariana reminded him.

It was as if her voice crooned sweet temptation right into his mind, and Lucius happily agreed to each and every suggestion Mariana made.

Like the idea that he'd feel better if he had a bigger dick, so naturally he should demand an extra inch of cock for each chapter he completed. And twelve chapters made for such a measly novella! Far better to have it be sixteen instead. Yes, and he'd be able to feel each extra inch with each chapter he completed, no need to worry. He'd be able to act out each little dalliance in the novella with Mariana, too! So he'd be able to write it better, of course. Yes, and she had a few suggestions for what scenes should take place.

Visions of his diminutive assistant bouncing on his lap filled Lucius' mind as he drowned in pleasure and fantasies, drooling and grinning like an idiot as she pampered his cock with her fat, heaving tits. He couldn't quite remember when he'd managed it, but Lucius had tricked Mariana into demonstrating the Energy Drain technique she'd shown him earlier and was currently melting his thoughts to goo with the Bedroom Eyes.

He was on the verge of sleep, pleasantly drowsy as Mariana took him through the last few details. Just a few little things that didn't really matter. Things like how many books would be in the series. That sort of thing.

"So there we are, I believe!" Mariana chirped, wide eyes boring into Lucius' half-lidded stare. "Six novellas, the terms of future works to be determined at a later date! The Queen will take care of distributing them all around the world to make sure each and every human man alive can get a more-or-less firsthand account of how good a fuck us Devils are. For now, though, we've got the details for the first one written up real nicely." She licked her lips and touched a fingertip to the top of her chest. A hole bloomed instantly, allowing the very tip of Lucius' Devil-enhanced cock to poke from her cleavage with his thrusting.

"There's just one last thing."

Lucius groaned, not really because he was upset; the pleasure he felt now was more than anything he could've ever conceived. But he felt like he was supposed to want more. Or something. It was so hard to think. All he knew was that his balls were heavy and bloated with a thick, churning load of cum that he needed to pump into something. Good thing he had Mariana's cleavage to fuck his wad into. Somehow he felt like his hands just wouldn't suffice anymore.

Mariana's breasts glowed with heat once more, and Lucius gurgled his approval. She'd drained his excess energy a few times to calm him down when he started to thrash. While he wasn't struggling at the moment, he hardly minded the sensation.

"I just want to throw in...let's call it a bonus, considering you've been more or less cooperative throughout this little process. And that counts for a lot, really! Just a few incentives to make sure your creative drive doesn't fade. So how about this."

Mariana abruptly raised her breasts up and off Lucius' throbbing prick, and with a snap of her fingers, forced his attention to fixate on it. He gawked and drooled at the sight of his own bloated fuckstick, gasping and moaning as it desperately drooled pearls of sperm-clouded precum from its beet-red tip.

"I'm gonna make your balls twice as big and twice as active," she purred, gently massaging his sack with her silk-smooth palms. They seemed to glow with a pleasant heat, and he wouldn't have minded it a single bit if they didn't suddenly feel so full. His balls felt so heavy and bloated out of nowhere, and it was with a needy twitch of his hips that Lucius' prick splurted out a fat wad of pre. "And let's say they get just a smidge bigger -- and more productive, of course -- every time you edge yourself. Just because it'd be such a waste for that practice to not make perfect."

He nodded dully, seeing his own desperation twitch and throb before his very eyes.

"And then," Mariana continued, giggling. "I'll make it so you never waste an orgasm ever again. If you would have a...nocturnal emission, shall we say. I'll make it such that you just edge instead. After all, you'd rather be fully awake to enjoy your orgasms, right? Oh!" She wrapped her hands around his shaft, and Lucius noted with stupid, primal satisfaction that she needed both hands to stroke him up and down. "I hope that doesn't interfere with the earlier part of the contract. Well, if you want me to not titfuck you while you sleep, you can just say so while I'm doing it."

"Anyway!" Mariana pulled back, and Lucius whimpered needfully. Then she brought her fat, wobbling tits back down around his shaft, and he nearly howled with approval. "It's time to give in, Scratch. Whenever you want to? Just cum yourself stupid."

She mashed her breasts up against his shaft, kneading her pillowy titflesh against him with such glee. It was a wonder that Lucius could hold on a single moment more. Edged and edged and edged again, mind practically pickled in the arousal she'd drowned him in. All he had to do to get all those wonderful perks she'd promised him was cum himself stupid.

So he thrust up into her cleavage, he gasped and moaned and drooled, he sprinted towards mindless carnal pleasure. This was going to be the best orgasm he'd ever had in his life, and he somehow knew that the next one was going to be even better. And this time, he didn't even need permission! No start-stop, nothing that was going to stop him from enjoying himself! Just pleasure, just orgasm, just cum!

Lucius' eyes rolled back as he pushed his hips up one final time. After a half-moment of his muscles tensing up...he moaned, and his cock pumped a hot, thick wad of seed up into the air. It splattered onto his own belly, and as Mariana giggled and cooed her approval, she used her tits to milk his cock for every drop of sperm-packed cum that he had. She walked him through the best orgasm he'd ever had, bouncing her tits on his lap and helping him empty his balls into her cleavage.

After a few splurts of seed, she trapped the tip of his cock in the pillowy vice of her tits and let him bask in delicious helplessness, all his lust unable to do anything but help him spill his seed between her big, bouncy boobies.

Hours of edging had left him exhausted, and it was with a smile on his face that Lucius sagged back onto his sweat-stained bed. His vision was going a bit blurry around the edges, but that was nothing that a bit of sleep wouldn't fix. After all, he had an assistant now, one who would help take care of his needs, whatever those might be.

Lucius heart pounded in his chest as his breathing began to slow, and a few moments later, he drifted off to sleep.

= = =

Mariana waited a few minutes after she saw Lucius nearly pass out from post-coital exhaustion before she flittered up from his lap. She waved a fingertip through the air, and her clothes were once more pristine. Perfect! Another job well done.

Another swish brought pen and paper to her hands, and it was with a smug smirk of satisfaction that she began to write a letter.

My Queen,

All done here! Just like you guessed, the poor guy was so backed up that it barely took more than a titfuck to have him begging to write for you. Won't cost you a cent, either! He's such a fucking tit addict that all he wanted was me to stick around while he wrote. Try not to miss me too much!

In any case, you should have your first volume in a few months. I daresay that you'll want to proof it yourself, but past that? We should have our first novella promoting Human-Devil "relations" ready to print and distribute before year's end!

Whether or not the trend catches on is another matter entirely, but somehow I think we'll have at least a few curious gentlemen in our clutches a few weeks after. Assuming they can hide their copies from the clergy...or their wives.

Your obedient servant,

Mariana, Prima Veles of the Seventh Legion of Hell

P.S. I get the promotion NOW, not LATER, right?