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You come upon a strange shop in a nondescript part of the city. You took a few wrong turnings in the search for another place to visit, but found this one instead, snuggled away in a semi-isolated business neighborhood. The shop itself was at a dead-end; a cul-de-sac with a few other stores. You could hear the sound of traffic on the main roads just beyond a stand of trees, but you could not see the road itself. It was a pleasant and private location.

The store was a modestly sized building, and had a small parking lot. The doors were simple and inviting, and there was a "We're always open to serve your desires" sign in the window. The sign on the doors was quite simple: a circular crest with twelve radiating spokes, and three that extended to the center and crossed each other to form three opposing short spokes, and three star-like dots were in line with those shorter interior spokes.

You walk into the shop, and find yourself suddenly surrounded by all manner of kinky, erotic, or general fetish oriented things, from clothing to sex toys. All of it seemed to be made of obviously synthetic substances, including rubber, silicone, vinyl, and various plastics and resins. As you explore through the store, you lay eyes and hands upon several items that capture your interest. You certainly had a secretive kinky side that you sometimes indulged by finding pictures and videos online, but everything in this place made far more erotic claims than even the most hardcore realistic pornographic content you could find. It was as though you had entered a website full of erotic fantasy art all made real!

You soon feel a presence behind you, and you turn to come face to face with a fantastical creature! It appeared to be an anthropomorphic dragon, with a soft rounded muzzle and intelligent green eyes that cast themselves upon you with a devious smile. She wore a simple black kimono over her mostly black body, which was incredibly shiny as though made of rubber. Her tail idly swayed behind her, and you could see a long rubber cord hanging from the front of her neck. Her kimono bulged slightly at her hips, and as she slipped her hands inside the kimono and put them upon her waist, the oriental robe spreads to expose her rather large and very obvious hermaphroditic genitalia, and a pair of bluish-silver handles upon her hips.

She speaks to you with a warm and alluringly powerful voice, "Welcome to my store, CD Synthetics, where any erotic fantasy can be made real. I trust you've found something to your liking?"

Her presence and introduction catches you off guard, and you nervously nod your answer.

"Good! So tell me, what is it did you find?" she then asks in a more devious tone.

You show her what it was that you found, and she hums her approval of your particularly erotic and deviant tastes. However, you express concern over the price, and a devilish smile exposes her teeth. You feel like you want to flee now, but at the same time her mere presence keeps you rooted on the spot to listen to her.

"I can understand that my prices are a bit steep. Sadly, much of this world relies on rudimentary technology for enabling erotic desires. Mine are a bit more... magical. I do not wish to inspire excessive demand for my limited supply, or create unfair competition for more mundane companies that cater to the vanilla." As she speaks, she picks up what you pointed out to examine it. "But, for those who cannot afford my prices, I offer... different methods of payment."

You express your curiosity to know what those methods of payment might be. After all, if she had something that could make not only this one item, but also anything else that you desire, affordable, you would certainly find it difficult to say no!

"There are several available choices for alternative payment. The first, and most common option, is public modeling. Simply put, you are required to model the item you choose 24/7 for a period of time befitting the price. You cannot remove the item until the period ends. Many who choose my wearable items go for this option. Depending on what you wish to buy, sometimes you can model more than one item at once."

The item that you chose was wearable, for certain, as well as quite discreet! This was an attractive option, for sure. But you saw other things that also caught your eyes. Surely you would have to model them separately as well if they clashed with each other, and that could get tiring if you could only do one thing at a time.

"Of course, there is a less common alternative payment method, more for those who wish to devote themselves fully to a lifetime of fulfillment of their deepest desires that could only be enabled via magic or divine influence." She smiles and hesitates to bait you.

You take the bate, and ask to hear of this option.

"You can have anything that your erotic heart desires, when you desire it. It is a lifetime commitment and guarantee; a sort of contract if you will." She leans in closer, her brilliant green eyes boring their way right down into the depths of your being, practically drilling through your mental defenses and laying your curiosity bare.

The idea of a contract certainly brought suspicion to your mind, but you hesitantly ask for more details. After all, the notion of being able to have anything that this dragoness could create was so tempting as to override your sense of judgement.

"I merely ask the humble price of your soul~" she then croons, "for eternity."

You stand before her in complete shock. Your soul!? How could you sell your soul to this creature!? But you look at what you picked out, and you look around her store at all of the other exotic things that you could have if you sold your soul to this dragoness.

Finally, you come to your senses and ask more questions. What would she do with your soul? What would she do with you if she owned you? Was there any way to get your soul back if you wished to part ways?

She smiles, and offers up immediate answers to your questions, as though she had already forseen this conversation: "I simply keep your soul in permanent storage, trapped within a rubber orb and kept in a safe location where only I may have access to it. You may be subject to my own whims from time to time, but they will always be to your liking. I shall never force upon my slaves or pets or toys or servants, whichever term you'd prefer I use, anything that they would not enjoy. I am a devil-god of pleasure. I gain power through the pleasure of others. It would not serve me well to force undue suffering upon you."

However, she didn't answer the last question you asked. What was her price for getting your soul back? You repeat the question, to emphasize its importance and implicitly demand an answer.

To which she replies, "The price to retrieve your soul from me is far greater than many would consider worth paying. Although I benefit from the pleasure of others, as a devil, I certainly do not enjoy giving back the souls of those who have pledged themselves to serve me forever. If you wish to reclaim your soul after giving it to me, you would need to sacrifice the very things for which you sold your soul to me... with a bit of interest."

That last word makes you gulp in fear. Interest? What sort of interest was she referring to?

You didn't even have to ask for an answer, as she continues to speak, "Everything that I made for you, plus your libido. Never again will you feel the pleasure of an erection or an orgasm, nor will you desire it. Your life of pleasure and erotic fulfillment shall become a mere chapter of your past. I will retain your things for you, however, should you desire to return to a life of pleasure, in exchange for your soul once more." She smiles a very malicious, predatory smile. "Such is the price of dealing with a devil, my dear~"

You find yourself stunned beyond words as her own words echo through your mind. You could have literally anything that she could make that you wanted, whenever you wanted it. But you would become her slave for eternity, bound to her will. But she reassured that she would never do anything to you that you would not enjoy. And if you wanted to break the contract, you would have to give up the kinky side that secretly defined who you were.

You wish to know what exactly would become of you, if you sold your soul to her. She replies, her voice becoming all the more alluring and devious,

"You will be bound to serve my will and whims. You will become a loyal servant of your devil-goddess, Calyo Delphi. You will exist to fulfill your own erotic desires as much as possible, for your own pleasure and for me. The more you indulge in your kinky cravings, the more powerful your devil-goddess will become, and the more she can help you to attain a sort of erotic nirvana. You can think of it as enslavement, or ownership, but you can also think of it as the ultimate freeing of the prison that reality has cast upon your being. No one shall dare to bring harm upon you, lest they incur my wrath. And under my guidance, you will find yourself empowered to live your life as you have always dreamt."

And so, you stand there before this impossible creature--this dragoness that so very obviously resembles a living toy and claims to be a devil of pleasure. Your mind is caught between a proverbial rock and a hard place. You can see all the tempting erotic things around you, simply begging to be tried out--begging for you to own them and play with them.

You can't stop thinking that you are giving serious consideration to an eternal enslavement to this divine being. But she promised release. Nirvana. What could she do to help you become more than who you are now? It was a lifetime commitment. It was a powerful temptation.

"So," she began, attracting your attention to the dragoness again as she held up the first item that you chose, "Which option do you choose? Merely model for me, or sell your soul to me?"