Pugward turned around to hop up and sit down on the squishy flesh of Eluria’s boobs. At first he seemed a little ufortable and reached beneath his seat before pulling the small silver te that covered Eluria’s nipple out from under his ass. Wiggling his scrawny butt to getfortable for a few moments, he finally looked back up to Malika with a smirk.


    “You got a lot to learn about the big ‘ol world kiddo. What’s your name anyhow?” Now that all the sorceresses were defeated Pugward now was as good a time as any to get to know his new boss.


    “I am not a child and my name is Malika.” She replied somewhat tartly.


    “Look baby, I’m four thousand years old. If you were over a hundred you’d still be just a kid to me so don’t take it personal.” His hands came to rest between his legs and those long thin fingers of his testingly kneaded Eluria’s bare boob.


    “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know demons lived that long.” Fascinated, Malika lowered herself to crouch so she could speak to the small creature face to face.Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    “It’s no problem toots. Hey c’mere a second will ya? I wanna feel yours.” The imp stated, lifting his hands to reach out for her breasts.


    Malika hesitated for a moment. Those green wed hands did not look particrly appealing. The way the imp licked his lips along with the hungry gleam in his dark beady eyes didn’t exactly inspire her confidence either. Yet she had signed the contract and he had more than filled in his side of the deal. Within the space of ten minutes she had the entire defiled temple to herself and was free of the sister’s spiteful cruelty.


    She shuffled forwards making her bountiful tits jiggle appealingly upon her chest and leaned in against the imp’s hands. Each of his talons only had three fingers and a thumb, each tipped with a long yellow w. Mercifully those sharp ws did not dig into her flesh as Pugward pressed the soft pads of his fingers against therge globes.


    “Ay-chi wowza! Oh yeah baby these are the real deal.” He eximed jubntly in that rusted voice of his.


    Malika gave a sharp inhale of breath when she felt his fingertip flick across her nipple. The pink little nub quickly reacted to being touched and Pugward watched as it hardened. He did he same with the other before giving them both a little pinch between his finger and thumb that drew a soft little moan from Malika’s lips. Her eyes closed as the imp yed with her and despite his rather ugly diminutive appearance he sure knew his way around a pair of tits.


    “Wow, real sensitive too ain’t ya?” He observed as he lowered his hands from her breasts leaving her to let her eyes flutter open and look back to him. Her face flushed with colour at so obviously enjoying what the little imp had done.


    “The sister’s always mocked me because of…” She trailed off and looked down at her tits as if seeing them for the first time.


    “Yeesh you’ve had a shut-in kinda lifestyle ain’t ya? Well ‘ol Pugward be the first to tell ya that those puppies ain’t nothin’ to be ashamed of. Now you’ll prolly get other women looking at ’em and gettin’ angry but that’s what’s called ‘boob envy’. You ever seen a man? A real human one I mean?” The imp asked as he summoned another cigar out of the ether and lit it up.


    “Well, no, not out in the world anyway. It is forbidden for apprentices to leave the temple until we have performed The Tempting. All of the worshippers of Lagria are female.” She lifted her head back up as she exined, relieved that the imp seemed to have no further intentions in regards to her body right then.


    “Well when we go out into the world you’re gonna be able to get almost any guy and some girls to do anythin’ you want with a pair like that.” Pugward chuckled to himself sending wisps of ck smoke from his mouth.


    “I see.” She still wasn’t so sure.


    “We’ll get to that soon enough. Right now we got this whole ce to ourselves! Let’s go take a piss on Lagria’s altar!” The imp hopped down from his seat on Eluria’s new and improved bosom tond on the ground.


    “Actually we don’t…” Malika was about to tell Pugward about the other apprentices residing in the temple just as she realised she was forgetting something. “Shanti!”


    “Whoza what now?” The imp raised a crooked brow.


    “There are apprentices still here.” Malika exined before turning to run through the vast hall toward the apprentice chambers.


    “Sweet! More meat for the grinder. Hey wait up!” Pugward had trouble keeping up with her as she bounded across the room on those long slender legs of hers. He had so much trouble keeping up in fact that his cigar fell out of his mouth.


    Upon hearing him she stopped quite suddenly and turned back to him. When he caught up with her she crouched down once more to speak with him eye to eye. His narrow ck stare met her blood red gaze.


    “Now Pugward you are not to hurt them, do you understand?” She pointed a finger at him to make sure he got the point. Of course she didn’t want him to hurt Shanti but the truth was that most of the apprentices were much like her. It wasn’t until they found their first taste of power that the sisters usually became insufferably cruel. The apprentices lived in a state of constant fear, the hope of The Tempting giving them their only reason to live. Perhaps Malika could offer them another.


    “Hey, you’re the boss remember? I’m just here to protect ya and incinerate whatever ya tell me to! So ease up on the little guy already an’ gimme a ride.” He reached up for her to lift him onto her shoulders once more.


    Malika nodded to him and reached down to lift him up over her head. His small stubby legs rested across her shoulders and he once again grabbed ahold of her ears. She wasted no time in hurrying from the hall down to where she would find the apprentices in the bowels of the temple. The higher rooms were kept for the sorceresses of course and the apprentices were often locked away for much of their lives to be brainwashed into the Cult of Lagria.


    Pugward bounced on her shoulders as they ran and asionally would scream “Yee-haa!” for no apparent reason which became slightly distracting after the seventh time. They eventually managed to find what they were looking for however as they reached the locked door to the apprentices quarters.


    “Pugward, can you…?” She wasn’t able to finish the request however as the little imp released one of her ears to point a wed finger at the door. The crackle of magic filled the air before the heavy lock on the door snapped and the heavy door forcibly swung open.