Rylen Returns

"Don't enjoy yourself too much Aerilyn, lest you forget who is the master and who is the slave..."
At the sound of Rylen's commanding voice, the red haired woman immediately prostrated herself on the floor. I merely stood there, rooted in place, trying in vain to combat the sensations that Aerilyn was forcing me to feel.
"I was but preparing her for you Master," the servant girl replied meekly, "and making sure she knew her place. I was of the thought as well that you would like to lure her 'girlfriend' here..."
"I didn't enslave you for your intelligence Aerilyn," the devil snapped. "Leave us."
With a hurried bow Aerilyn left the room. For a moment I felt the overwhelming urge to follow her, but Rylen snapped his fingers, and the compulsion was suddenly gone. I almost heaved a sigh of relief as I realized I was back in control of my emotions "“ until I realized anew just where I was... and who I was.
Naked. Powerless. Female.
And alone with a man who could bend me to his every whim...