Domination/submission

Fiction

Sudden Urges-2

Weak mannered, married man has a sudden urge that causes him to enter into a world of humiliation and depravity at the hands of his neighbor.

Fiction

One Step Ahead – Part 2

There’s more hot stuff in this one than Part 1, but it’s still a little slow. I think that I’ve gotten all the background stuff out, so hopefully we’ll have a lot more sex from here on out. :)Part 2
Moving to Uncle John’s place was actually a relief. Even though Mindy had been on good behavior since Dad announced his cancer I had been concerned about how she would act if it was just us. I hoped that she would take her annual stipend and leave my life forever, but it wasn’t to be. She moved in right along with me.
Uncle John had a pretty sweet house and part of me was excited to be there. Dad had more money than Uncle John but had been a lot more reserved in how he spent it, resulting in a nice but not lavish house. I think that Aunt Sue had a lot to do with the house, but regardless of the cause, it was fantastic. The lived in one wing and gave me another whole wing to myself.
Mindy was living in the same wing I was, but we were at opposite ends of the wing and these wings were as large as normal houses so I figured I’d have plenty of space from the witch anyway. I was wrong.
“I know that you’ve been through a lot and you’ll be at a new school and are starting over completely after having lost your dad but I hope you know that I’m there for you and we can be best friends! I’m in the same boat as you and completely alone too, so I’m sure it’ll be nice for us to bond.” Mindy was talking at me while we were carrying in the few things that had been left to the movers.
She was right that I’d have no friends, my dad died right after my sophomore year ended so my aunt and uncle decided that it’d be good for me to move to a school that was closer to where they lived for to finish high school. I didn’t really have an opinion on that, my relationships with people at my old school had pretty much deteriorated to nothing so I wasn’t going to miss that school.
I wasn’t entirely sure what she meant about her not having friends. Seeing how I was the only person in the world who wasn’t infatuated with Mindy she had tons of friends, she had a steady stream of girlfriends coming by wanting to go shopping or to the spa with her, she didn’t lack for anything in the world, friends included.
I also noticed that Mindy seemed to be back to her teasing ways. My aunt and uncle had been home to help with the large move with the movers, but for this second smaller move of just personal items they were out at a business event. Mindy was wearing little fluffy cloth booty shorts and a thin tank top with a black bra. She took every opportunity to bend over in front of me.
My eyes and body, of course, betrayed me. She bent over in front of me to put a box down and I felt myself becoming painfully stiff looking at her ass. She turned around and caught me staring and just laughed. She walked by me on her way back to the car but ran her hands down my chest on her way out. Part of me wanted to run screaming; most of me wanted to excuse myself to the bathroom and relieve myself.
After we finished moving all the boxes in she told me that she was going to take a shower. I nodded my acknowledgement and went to my room to continue getting it in order.
“Jason, do you know where my lotions are? I can’t find them anywhere!” Mindy asked me from my door.
“I’m pretty sure I put that box in…,” I was cut off in mid sentence when I turned around and saw her wearing only a towel that hardly covered the important bits, “err, umm, I put that box, I think I put it in your bathroom.”
“Well come help me find it! I didn’t see it anywhere.” She said while beckoning for me to follow.
I was mute as I followed her into the bathroom. The box was right next to the sink and already open to all her lotions. When I saw it I was so frustrated that I just knew that I couldn’t take it anymore.
She was babbling something about how silly she was but I wasn’t listening. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her putting both my hands on the breasts that had occupied my thoughts for so many hours.
For just a moment we stood there like that and I could have sworn that I could feel her tremble slightly. Then time unpaused and she screamed while tearing herself away from me, “What are you doing Jason? I can’t believe you would do that to me! I know you’re going through a rough time but that doesn’t excuse a complete lack of manners!”
I felt like a fool. I stood there with her berating me for a fool while staring at my hands. I couldn’t believe what I’d just done. I’d given in to her. I felt defeated. I ignored whatever else she had been saying and walked back to my room in complete dejection.
I vowed to myself that from that point forward I’d ignore her no matter how outrageous she was to me. I wouldn’t give her any satisfaction of knowing the power she had over me. It occurred to me that I’d made similar promises in the past but this time it felt different. I was sure that this time I’d actually succeed.
Life at Uncle John’s was certainly different. My dad had been the workhorse of the company in terms of development, but my Uncle was the networker who had the connections that got the company to where it was today. His house was constantly the spot for barbeques, parties, dances, and anything else. They never said specifically that I had to attend but it was clear that I was expected to.
Mindy seemed to love the festive atmosphere. She loved decking herself out in a new outfit and parading it around our wing and asking me what I thought. It became common practice for her to come into my room with a dress on to ask me if I liked it. I would never respond, at most I’d make an noncommittal grunt.
The first few times I ignored her she seemed peeved and I noticed that suddenly new dresses were being paraded into my room. Dresses that she’d never have worn to the parties. Dresses that she’d likely not have worn except on an anniversary with a significant other.
I would be lying to say that I completely ignored her but I did my best. After ignoring so many of her whorish outfits I clearly remember one dress. It was a black dress that must have been made of silk because it looked as soft as air but it had a glow to it even in the terrible lighting of my room. The top half was held up by two thin straps, with it dipping down into her cleavage, exposing an expanse of her breasts but covering the important bits in such a way that it was hard to even notice the cleavage because you would look so hard to see if something more would be exposed when she moved. The bottom half was cut short so that it ended well above her knee, probably closer to the start of her panties than her knees.
She had a wicked gleam in her eye when she realized that she’d finally caught my attention. She spun around to show me the back of the dress. Except, there really wasn’t a back to the dress. Her entire back was exposed. It was cut so low it was amazing that I couldn’t see the top of her perfect ass. The dress was cut so that the back of the dress actually dropped quite low, well below her knees.
I managed to tear my eyes away from her right as her spin was finishing. I had turned back to my book and was studiously ignoring her. I heard her make an irrirated, “Hmmfph!” at my lack of attention. She floated her next to me. I was watching her advance in my peripheral vision so closely that my eyes ached. She stood next to me then bent down to whisper in my ear, “You can pretend not to see me but I saw the way your eyes devoured me and I know that you liked what you saw.”
I was staring so hard at my book that I thought I was going to burn holes in it when I felt her hand grasp my chin. She turned my head to look her in the eyes, only inches away from her face. She moved forward a few inches and planted a kiss on my mouth. Yet again this woman had managed to completely short circuit my brain, I wasn’t thinking a single thought, my mouth was hanging open in shock. She smiled at me then leaned forward and gave me another kiss, but this time pushing her tongue into my mouth and started to move it around, looking for my tongue, trying to make me kiss her back.
My brain finally turned back on and I ripped out of her hand and pulled myself away as if burned. She couldn’t have known it but she had just stolen my first kiss. I hadn’t been particularly saving it for anyone, but it hurt more than anything to know that the person I hated most in the world had just stolen it from me.
“You can pretend to be hurt and offended but your little soldier is telling me everything I need to know,” she taunted me while reaching out to squeeze my cock through my pants. She let go of it and then reached up to the straps of her dress, pushing them off her shoulders so that it pulled at her feet, leaving her wearing nothing but her bra and a thong. Then she turned and left my room.
I couldn’t help myself. I was weak. I immediately got up to lock my door then relieved myself while thinking of what it would have been like if she had done more than just squeeze my poor dick. Immediately after spurting out into a tissue, in that brief moment of clarity after a man’s orgasm where his head is completely clear of sexual thoughts, it came crashing down on me that I’d failed. Again. I renewed my promise to myself that I wouldn’t let her get to me.
That night at the party it became clear that she’d renewed her own efforts to break through my barriers. Despite my general dislike for her I’d often been grateful for her presence in the past. She and I would stay pretty close to one another while in groups of rich, powerful, and influential people. It was easier to cling to someone you knew, even if you didn’t like them, than risk getting lost in the hub bub of well wishers and do gooders.
Tonight was different. She continually grabbed my ass, stroked my back, and generally molested me. It didn’t matter to her if I was talking to someone or not, she’d just tease me relentlessly. It culminated when I was talking to a friend of my dad’s who I had met a few times before. He was a huge hockey fan who used to attend games with my dad and I. He was one of the people I legitimately liked talking to and he was offering me access to his box during the upcoming season. While he was doing this I saw Mindy behind him. She walked up close enough that he wouldn’t feel her presence, glanced around to see if anyone was looking, then pulled the front of her dress down. Her breasts were on full display, nothing covering them. I stuttered in mid sentence and spilled my drink on myself.
She rushed over and asked if I was ok and if I’d gotten anything on myself. My dad’s friend was saying something comforting about how he hated when that happens. Or maybe not. I don’t know. All I could think about right then was that Mindy had perfect tits. She made some sort of apology and was ushering me out under the guise of me needing to change my clothes.
As soon as we were out of the party and back in our wing of the house I whirled around and in a harsh whisper demanded to know what she was thinking.
She rolled her eyes at me and said, “Oh please, as if you didn’t enjoy it. I bet you’re still thinking about them. Want to see again?”
“No!” I was trying not to shout but my voice was definitely raised.
“Jason! Shhhh, we can’t have anyone coming over here!”
I started to shout something else at her but she stepped up to me and kissed me. I’d always thought that kissing was something that took conscious effort. I’d heard that sex was instinctual, but I guess kissing is too because my body took over for me. It was easily the most intense moment of my life. I could feel her lips pressing against mine. I had no idea how soft her lips were, how gentle they would feel pressed against mine. My own tongue snaked out and gently stroked her lips then slipped into her mouth; tentative at first but stronger behind it, pushing in and finding her own tongue waiting for me.
My skin was on fire, my heart was beating harder than I think it’d ever beat before…and she pulled away from me. I opened my eyes to look at her, confused. Her own skin was flushed, her eyes were sparkling, and her mouth was curled into the one of the biggest smiles I’d ever seen on her face. She was stunning. In that moment I was ready to forget all the hate, all the rage, all the frustration. I reached up to take her in my arms but she danced away from me, laughing in my face.
“Don’t you see, Jason? I can play you like a fiddle. You’re mine to do with what I want. You can have more of that some day but not now! No, not unless I’m letting you! No touching! You need to play by my rules. You don’t understand it yet, but you will. I’m smarter than you! I have more experience. It’s hopeless. Now run to your room little boy, go change your clothes and get back to the party!”
With that she skipped off. She didn’t literally skip off, but it felt like she did. All the dark emotions were flooding back into me, stronger than ever. I stormed back up to my room, tearing my clothes off. I knew there was no way I was going to make another appearance at the party.
I dreamed of my parents that night. I dreamed of them sometimes but it was rarely happy dreams. Tonight was no exception. I was a 10 year old again, strapped into the car watching while a truck hurtled around the corner. I knew what was going to happen and started screaming for my mom to move, to run. Then I saw who was driving the truck. It was my dad. He drove the truck straight into mom. Then he started giggling. I don’t know how I could hear him, but it was a dream I guess. He put the truck into reverse and backed away a little ways, then put it into drive and gunned the engine. I threw myself against my seatbelt screaming until it hurt, screaming no no No No No NO NO NO NO NO the whole time.
“Jason! Jason honey wake up! It’s just a dream! Wake up!” Aunt Sue was shaking me awake. Light was streaming into the room. Tears were pouring down my face. I was bewildered at first but as it sunk in where I was, that it was just a dream my panic started to dissipate. I grabbed Aunt Sue and clung to her while the tears ran their course.
It felt good while she held me. I could feel how much she loved me. I knew that she had been extremely close with my mom in particular, but my dad as well. It was like I could feel her love permeating through to me, her understanding of my pain. It occurred to me that I could trust her in other ways too. I could explain to her about Mindy. I didn’t know what she’d do, but I was sure she could help. I opened my mouth to talk to Aunt Sue but before I could say anything she spoke up.
“Jason your uncle and I are taking a trip for the rest of the week. An opportunity came up for your uncle and that he can’t miss so I’m going to go with him. We’ll be back next Tuesday. Mindy had too much to drink last night and stayed up too late. She’s sleeping it off in her room. I don’t know how that woman stays so strong but she’s such an angel. Putting up with all the all farts hitting on her as if she isn’t the widowed wife of their old friend and colleague. I want you take care of her this morning when she wakes up, she deserves to be treated like a princess.”
My mouth went completely dry. I loved my aunt but I knew right then that I couldn’t go to her for help. I was alone against Mindy. I knew that if Aunt Sue was on Mindy’s side then Uncle John would automatically take her side too. I felt the ground open up underneath me, I felt dizzy even though I was still lying in bed. I mumbled and acknowledgement to Aunt Sue then she told me to be good and left. It was just me and Mindy for the next 5 days. I felt like I needed to puke.
I left to take a walk and decided that the best course of action would be to be in the house as little as possible over the next few days. I spent that day playing frisbee in a park with some guys I’d never met before but who seemed friendly enough. I went out with them and learned their names were Keith, Larry (poor kid), and Tony. The four of us grabbed dinner together and I learned that they’d be going to the same school that I was transferring to. They were all going into their senior year but they told me to make sure I looked them up on my first day and they’d give me a tour. I also found out that they could routinely be found in the park playing football or any other sport and I was welcome to join, it was a come as you can arrangement and lots of people would filter in.
I got home late that night. The day felt like a resounding success. As I walked up to my room I saw the light to Mindy’s room was off so I tried to creep by without making any noise. As I passed I heard a slight squeaking as if the bed were bouncing and a small moan. I froze in my tracks. I knew, I just knew that I should keep going. I told myself not to investigate. I was weak. I turned and crept closer to her door. I put my ear against it and listened intently.
The sounds weren’t very loud but they were unmistakable nonetheless. Mindy was in her room masturbating. I don’t know how long I stood there, but it was minutes at the least. After what seemed an eternity I heard the moans change but not to become more aroused, rather, they sounded frustrated. They became louder and the frustration was unmistakable. Finally they stopped altogether and I could hear heavy breathing and what sounded like crying.
It’s an enormous understatement to say that I was confused, however, thankfully, the crying has also killed the arousal for me. I tip toed to my room and lay in my bed wondering what that was all about. When I fell asleep I dreamed of her. She was sitting in front of me with her legs wide open, rubbing herself in front of me and telling me to take what I wanted. I moved in front of her then pushed her onto her back. I was suddenly naked and I pressed the tip of my cock against her pussy. I looked her in the eye then thrust into her. I’d never felt anything so incredible. It felt warm, moist, and incredibly soft. I enjoyed it for a moment then stopped thrusting my hips. Except, although neither of were moving, I could still feel her pussy sucking on me. Suddenly I was confused…sucking on me…
I bolted awake, sitting straight up and staring down at myself. There was Mindy, wearing nothing but a pair of boy shorts, sucking on my cock. Her eyes looked up at mine, staring at me while sucking on me. I was looking her directly in the eye when I could feel the familiar pressure building in my balls. I was going to cum in her mouth. Despite all the hate from last night I was excited.
She must have sensed my excitement because she started sucking harder. I was on the very verge of cumming when she sat up and stopped. My hips started bucking against the air wildly but she patted my chest and spoke to me saying, “Ah ah ah, no cumming for you honey. She then grabbed my balls with her left hand, viciously squeezing them. It wasn’t like being kicked but it absolutely destroyed my orgasm.
She laughed at me then waltzed out of the room, shaking her tight little ass as she did so. I wanted to scream out my frustration but bit it back so as to not give her the satisfaction. I lept out of bed to take a shower. I relieved myself in the shower but I could still feel the dull ache of blue balls and knew it would be a miserable day for me.
I didn’t have the heart to go back to the park and join Keith and his friends. I went out but I couldn’t tell you what I did that day. I got home late at night again and passed out. The next day I woke to another morning blow job and again was given the ball destroying treatment before I could cum. The same thing was repeated the next day.
The next morning I woke to the same thing happened but this time I snapped. I screamed at her to stop and grabbed her by the hair, wrenching her off of me and threw her to the floor. I’d kept growing over the years and I was 6’1” now. I wasn’t filled out particularly well, but I was more than strong enough to throw little Mindy to the ground.
I immediately felt awful for doing so, but at least she’d stopped her torture. I looked down at her and was completely unsure what it was that was in her eyes, but it wasn’t pain or hate. She calmly stood up and walked out of the room. I somehow felt that I’d condemned myself to something much worse. I wasn’t wrong.
That night I locked my door when I went to sleep. I have no idea why I bothered, everyone has keys to the whole house, but at the time I felt safe. I woke up the next morning feeling slightly different. The now familiar ecstasy of a blow job was there, but I also felt confined. I realized that she’d handcuffed me to the bed. All four limbs, spread eagled out. I started to panic, yanking against the restraints but nothing happened.
She’d stopped blowing me to watch my reaction, giggling at my futile attempts to get free. After I’d worn myself out she bent back down to her task and continued to blow me. She put me to within an inch of cumming then would squeeze my balls until I was no longer on the precipice. Then she’d start over. She must have done that a dozen times. Maybe more.
I can’t remember ever feeling such agony. It was horrible. After however long she kept that up she pressed a button on the handcuffs. I couldn’t see at the time but there were little clocks on them and they would automatically unlock after a certain amount of time. She then strutted over to the door and said, “I hope you had fun, I know *I* did!” and walked out.
That day wasn’t the day that changed my life forever, but it was the day that set in motion everything that would. I told myself that I would pay her back for this. I would make her pay and pay and pay. I told myself that the debt would never be equal, no matter what, she would never be able to make it up to me.
I set about planning my revenge. I would make sure that no matter what, nothing would go wrong. No matter what actions she was taking to ensure her own safety I would find a way to make her pay. I would do what it took to take my pound of flesh. I was done putting up with her bullshit. I was going to find a way to own her. She would be mine and she would pay.

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Fiction

Step Daughters’ Desire chapter 5

Slave Sandra hesitates and question a command and tries to push her task off on her younger sister. For this Master Frank beats her, forces her to multiple orgasms and lets the family dog fuck her while she is tied to a bench.

Fiction

When In Rome

Author’s Notes[b]When In Rome isn’t exactly a series of erotic stories. When it’s completed, it will (hopefully) read more like a novel. Plot, subplots and all. There will be (on average) three separate scenes from three separate Point(s) of View (POV) per chapter. While every chapter will have sex in one form or another, every scene will not. If you want to skip through and only read the sexy bits, every chapter will be headed by listing which scene(s) in that chapter include sex.
Chapter one starts with a fairly vanilla blowjob, but don’t worry. The sex gets dirtier and more violent. And will continue getting dirtier and more violent throughout the series.
I hope you enjoy.
Each POV will be headed by the character’s name.
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CHAPTER ONE:
Scene 01: Appius – Sex? Yes.
Scene 02: Callia – Sex? Yes.
Scene 03: Cassius – Sex? Yes.
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[center][b]APPIUS[/center]
Lykos was the most powerful man in Rome. And he wasn’t even a true fucking Roman.
His mother had been a Greek whore, but a beautiful one, gifted to Lykos’s father by a rival he’d later killed in his sleep.
His money wasn’t the reason he was respected, though he was rumored to have more than the Emperor. It was not his skill in battle (which was legendary, Appius knew all too well – he’d served with him in the Roman Army). Nor was it the five vicious, sword-wielding, murderous sons he’d fathered. Though they were legends of their own.
It was his whores. Lykos had the best whores in the world. He catered to every whim, every desire. Legal or not, moral or not… you could get it from Lykos.
At least that’s what Appius had heard. It had been fifteen years since he’d last stepped foot in Rome. Almost that long since he’d seen his old friend. He was only here to… pay a debt. Right a wrong.
It hadn’t been hard to find the find the place.
Mention Lykos’ name, and any man with two denari to rub together could give you directions. It wasn’t like you could pass by the building without knowing it was what you were looking for. His friend’s tastes had always verged on the obscene.
The front of the whore house was littered with stone statues; exquisitely carved women with round asses, full breasts and open mouths were crowded around a grotesque rendering of Hades, Greek God of the Underworld. His large stone head was thrown back to the sky in rapture; a stone woman was at his feet, her ass high in the air, her lips eternally circling the head of his cock. Near her knees were two more stone women, one with her face buried between the other’s legs. Various statues surrounded them, all engaged in some sexual act or another.
He’d arrived.
He gave his name to the guard at the door, and paid his way inside.
The air was thick with the the sweet heady scent of wine, and the sweeter smell of poppy smoke. There was music, a hard beat on a drum. And there were women. Naked, all of them. Some were selling their wares right there at the entrance, begging, moaning, screaming as they got filled in every way he could imagine. Some were dancing, their soft skin oiled so that it shimmered in the firelight. Some danced on tables. Some danced chained in cages, pressing their breasts against the bars as they begged to be used by someone, anyone. Every girl was beautiful. Every girl was young. Most looked barely old enough to marry, let alone be selling their cunts in a place where the proprietor claimed to be descended from Hades himself.
“Finally made it back to Rome, I see.”
Appius turned to find his old friend. Age had been kind to the man; he only had a few scars and a head of gray hair to show for the nearly fifty years he’d managed to live.
Appius gripped Lykos wrist as they shook hands. “And in one piece, no less. All I heard on the way back were tales of Hades’ spawn and his famous whores.”
“See anything you like?”
He looked around, but he knew he’d already seen exactly what he wanted. He pointed to a little slut in the middle of the room, apparently glorying in the attention she was getting from her audience.
Lykos’ smile grew wider, and he laughed. “You always had a good eye. Come.”
They rested on twin high-backed chairs as another man rushed off to procure the whore. She turned as she realized she was wanted, her body damp with glistening oil and a little sweat. She pushed her hair, light red – almost blonde, out of her face and bit her bottom lip as she watched him. He watched her too. She was young enough, new enough to the game to still look sweet. Her body was slim and soft, and he could see the firm hint of muscle in her belly, just above her tiny, almost hairless little cunt. He reached for her as she came to him, just grazing his fingers over her pussy. Her breasts were small, but they were firm, and her little pink nipples were already hard.
“You like her? She’s called Callia.”
Callia, his pretty little whore, was already wet as he slid a finger between the lips of her pussy. Her little pink tongue darted over her top lip as she watched him with heavy lidded eyes.
“I like her very much.” Appius worked his finger into her tight little hole, and then deeper as she gasped.
Callia giggled as Lykos slapped her ass.
“Come here, show my friend what you’ve learned.”
She smiled, both proud and excited, as she dropped to her knees as Lykos’ feet. He adjusted his robes, and the girl wrapped her lips happily around the head of his cock. After a few strokes of her tongue, she winked at Appius, and he watched, cock throbbing, as she took the other man’s cock between her pretty little lips. She was on her knees, but she spread her legs wide open as she took his cock deep into her throat. He heard her soft moan as she took it all, her little hips rocking in pleasure as her mouth hit his pelvis. Little slut had swallowed the whole thing. And she wasn’t finished.
She bobbed her head back and forth, fucking his cock with her throat in quick strokes. Her little cunt was glistening wet. She barely took time to breathe.
“That’s enough. Off.”
She pouted as she sat back on her heels, her eyes still longingly fixated on her boss’s cock.
Lykos nodded his head toward Appius. “Now him.”
Her eyes flashed with excitement as she climbed over to sit between his knees.
She grinned at Lykos as her fist circled Appius’ cock. “Yes, Father.”
He barely had time to react. Her mouth was already on his cock, her expert little tongue working over his shaft, getting him wet and ready for her mouth. His cock throbbed as she placed a soft little kiss on the head, and he glanced over at Lykos as she began to slide him down her throat.
“Father?”
Lykos laughed. “Forgot to mention that, did I?”
“Wasn’t aware you had a daughter.” Appius groaned as she guided him past her mouth, hands curled into fists as the tip of his cock worked its way into her hot, tight little throat. He thrusted his hips up, just the slightest bit, to feel her tighter around him.
“Its been awhile. I didn’t have her when you last saw me.”
He looked down at the little whore at his feet, his cock sliding between her full little lips as her father watched. “And how is it a daughter of yours is on her knees sucking cock in a whore-house? I find it hard to believe your wife would allow it.”
“She doesn’t belong to Lyssanda. Whose dead, by the way.”
That made more sense. The slut had fair skin, big blue-green eyes, light hair. Even more telling, she was, as far as he could see, pleasant to be around. Obviously not Lyssandra’s child. He fucking hated Lykos’ wife. Always had. Couldn’t say he was sorry to hear that. He doubted Lykos was either.
He groaned as her hand cupped his balls, her mouth fucking his cock at a furious pace. He was too close, and he was enjoying this far too much to let her taste his cum this soon.
He slapped her hard across the cheek and fisted his hand in her hair. “Slow the fuck down.”
She jerked. Her watery eyes lowered away from his as her father laughed. Her cheek bloomed with the red imprint of his fingers.
“Little whore gets too excited sometimes.”
She slowed. Obediently. He liked that in a whore. He leaned forward, rewarding her with soft slaps to her little tits. Her throat vibrated around his cock as she moaned, and tightened as he pinched her nipples between his fingers. He slammed his cock harder down her throat as he stood up. He took her by the hair, and guided her head. He wanted it faster now. He looped her hair around his fist, pulling her hard, yanking her head back and forth as he set the pace. He could see the saliva, wet around her mouth as she gagged around his cock. Patrons and whores alike were watching him fuck her throat, and he liked it.
“You like that?” He asked her, knowing that she did. Her round little ass was up in the air, her hips rocking back and forth and her strangled, muffled cries carried over the music as his cock pounded into her little open mouth. He watched her eyes as his dick disappeared and reappeared past her lips, watched as her mouth stretched wide to take him. She was sucking hard, her little pink cheeks hollowing and her tongue worked fast little circles on the underside of his shaft even as she choked.
She sucked a dick like she was born to do it. Her cheeks flushed, eyes half-closed, pussy soaked; she loved it. Loved getting her face fucked in a room full of people, loved that she was being watched, that she was desired. He wondered if she liked that her own father was watching.
“Stay on your knees, lean back, open your mouth,” he commanded.
She obeyed. Her little breasts shook as she panted. Her eyes were watering from the assault on her throat, but she opened her mouth wide. She wanted his cum. She was desperate for it.
“Please,” she begged. She squeezed her tits with a soft little whimper as he stroked his cock. He was so close to her that his dick slapped against her lips as he pumped his fist over the length.
He groaned as he finally came. Thick cum hit her lips, her nose, her tongue. She whimpered, struggling to keep her mouth open. Her tongue twitched, she looked like she was fighting herself not to try to lick the cum off her lips. When he was finally spent, she closed her eyes, head tilted back. She trembled as he looked down at her, her pretty, lightly freckled face covered in his cum.
“Swallow it.”
She grinned as she obeyed. Her moans were soft, but he heard them, as she licked the cum off her lips.
“Good girl.”
She blushed as she got to her feet, and Lykos pulled her closer to him. His hand snaked up between her legs and pushed to of his fingers into her cunt. He head rolled back, face to the ceiling, eyes closed. Appius watched her thin, young little body shake as her father finger fucked her cunt right there in the open.
Lykos slapped her ass and beckoned to two of his guards. “Take Callia to be cleaned.”
Her eyes widened like she’d just remembered something and her hands flew to her mouth.
“Yes, yes. Your brother is waiting for you. Go.”
Her body shook as the guards took her by the arms. She looked afraid.
Appius had heard all about Lykos’ sons. There wasn’t a man in the country who didn’t fear them. Especially the eldest, Cassius. He’d met him, some fifteen or so years ago. He’d been a sullen, angry fourteen year old boy who wanted nothing to do with anything but a sword.
Apparently he’d grown into a fearsome man. He hadn’t expected anything less.
He felt sorry for the poor little whore if that’s where she was headed.
[center]CALLIA[/center]
Callia shifted, wincing as the stone floor dug hard into her knees. She could feel her heart thudding in her chest. The chain attached to her metal collar was jingling; that’s how she knew how badly she was shaking. Her stomach churned, her was mouth dry. Tears gathered in her eyes. She was having trouble catching her breath.
She was chained to the bedpost of her oldest brother’s bed, and she’d been late getting to his room. She was supposed to be getting ready when her father had called her over to suck that man’s cock. She’d forgotten that Cassius was expecting her, but even if she hadn’t forgotten, it wasn’t like she could have told her father ‘no.’ Lykos expected complete obedience from all of the women he owned, and she was no exception. The fact that she shared his blood made no difference to him. Her mother has been a slave. That made her a slave as well.
Her brother’s slaves had been furious when she’d arrived late. They were usually gentle with her as they prepared her for him, but not this time. She wasn’t the only one who would be punished, even though it was her fault alone. So they’d bathed her with water far too close to scalding, scrubbed her skin with wire brushes until she was bright pink and begging them to stop. They had been gentle when they held her legs open to shave her, though. Cassius would have been livid if they’d marred her skin before he got his hands on her.
Now she knelt, freezing on the stone floor. Her skin had been freshly lotioned so it would be supple and soft under his hands, and his cane or whip. Her hair was still damp, curling softly around her face.
She trembled, from both cold and fear as the door opened. How angry would he be with her? She tried to keep her eyes trained on the floor, but he was undressing. He didn’t look at her or speak to her as he took off his clothing. He never did. It was their secret little game. She’d pretend like she wasn’t watching him, and he’d pretend like he didn’t notice. It was the only disobedience he allowed.
She dropped her eyes as he stalked over to her, as he stood in front of her. His cock was hard already, long and thick and curved slightly to the left, bigger than their other four brothers’ cocks. Even far bigger than their father’s. She reminded herself not to lick her lips. She had to obey, even though she craved him. Even though she was terrified of him.
He didn’t speak even as he unhooked the chain from her collar and jerked her to her feet. She could tell he was furious; his body hummed with pent-up rage and her stomach dropped into her feet. Would this be the day he lost control? Would this be the day she met the side of her brother that the entire Republic was terrified of? They were both frightened and reverent of him, Rome’s own personal God of Death in mortal flesh.
He pushed her hard against the apparatus he’d had made especially for her body, and strung her arms up and tied them high above her head with coarse ropes. She was facing away from him, her arms tied just high enough that she could barely stand on the tips of her toes. A belt circled her waist, preventing her from any freedom of movement.
She didn’t even have time to brace herself before the first blow. It was the cane. And it landed across the backs of her legs, just under her ass with a stinging thwack. She hissed in air, it felt like a line the length of the cane had been sliced with a straight razor. It burned, even more than usual, on her icy skin. She whimpered. Five more hits followed, each one harder and more painful than the last. Each accompanied by the sound of the cane hitting her flesh, and the burning, searing pain. She slipped, sagging against her ropes. Had it not been for the belt, she’d have hurt herself. Maybe separated her arm from her shoulder.
Her brother was against her back before she could find her footing, holding her still before the belt could dig into her skin. Her toes found the ground again as his lips found her ear.
“You disobeyed me, Callia. What was your order?”
She shivered against him. His skin was warm, hot even and she could feel his cock pressing hard against her back. “I was to go to work. To dance for the men, to let them touch me. To make them want me. But not to let them fuck me.”
His teeth grazed her neck. “So you remembered. I’d hoped you’d just forgotten.”
He pulled away from her, and the cane cracked hard against her ass. She bit down hard, but couldn’t keep from crying out. It hurt; it hurt so fucking badly on her soft, oiled skin. Her breasts heaved against the board, the material rough against her sensitive nipples. His cane worked up her back in strokes that seemed to grow harder with every count. By the time he reached her shoulders, she was choking back sobs.
His hand snaked around her body, and he caught her nipple between his fingers. At first it felt good and then he pinched harder… twisted it between his thumb and forefinger until she cried out.
“Why did you disobey my order?”
She could taste her salty tears against her lips. She’d finally done it. “F-father commanded it. The man was his friend. He told me to suck his cock. I wouldn’t-”
He was back against her, his skin pressing hard against the welts that covered her skin. He kissed her neck before pulling away. He struck her again. And again. This time working his way back down starting at her shoulders. He criss-crossed the strikes over the last set. Her back, she knew, would look like a finely drawn grid. Every lash, every inflamed red strike, would be perfectly equidistant from the last. They would cross in the exact same place, every time. He was that controlled. That methodical.
“You wouldn’t what, Sis? I saw you. I watched. You were enjoying it. You loved that father was watching your face get covered in another man’s cum.”
Callia whimpered after a hoarse, tear-filled laugh. Her voice was raw. “Of course I did.
She tried to turn to face him. He moved so that he could look in her eyes.
“Thats what I was trained for. How old were you when you got your first wooden sword, Cassius? Before you had ever received one day’s training? I was far younger than that when I began mine. I was taught, and trained and educated on how to please. How to dance, how to tease. How to suck, how to fuck. I started so early I barely remember the early years. Of course I loved it. How could I not?”
She tensed as his hand neared her face, she never knew if he would stroke her cheek or slap it. He brushed away the tears on her face. She tried to ignore the hope that rose in her chest.
“Who owns you Callia?”
She gritted her teeth against the fear. She knew that answer he wanted. She also knew the truth. She could lie and please him. Or she could tell the truth. No one lied to Cassius.
“Father.” She admitted defiantly, knowing it wasn’t what he wanted to hear. “Father owns me. Body and mind. He controls when I eat, when I sleep, when I fuck, and if I get to live, Cassius. And daughter or not, if there is ever a day when I refuse him, he would not hesitate, nor even blink, as he killed me.”
Her brother’s body tensed against her, shaking and seething with anger and she knew she’d given the wrong answer. When his blue eyes met hers, she was paralyzed with fear. She’d never seen that much rage in one man’s face. She should have lied, she should have-
He jerked her face to his, their noses touched. His jaw clenched and she could feel his hand shaking, jerking with fury. But his voice was quiet. Calmer than she’d ever heard him. It was terrifying.
“Do you think I’d let that happen?”
Her body sagged with relief. She finally felt like she could breathe. She leaned her face against his, and his lips found the tears on her cheeks.
He licked away the salty tears on her face and stepped behind her. He kicked a step between her legs for her to stand on, and moved the belt up, holding her in place at the perfect height for…
“Tell me, little sister. Do you think I’d let him?”
“No.” She breathed hard as he pushed her legs open. Her wrists were still tied, the coarse material chaffing her skin. She wasn’t wet, not yet. She’d been too afraid; but not afraid of being hurt. Afraid that she’d lost his favor.
He didn’t care. His cock was between her legs, and then, in one fast, painful, burning stoke he was inside her. She screamed against the board she was tied to as he filled her. His cock, it was so thick. So hard, it hit so deep inside her cunt. It even hurt when she’d had time to fully prepare, time to get wet… But he liked it when it hurt her. Liked to force his way in dry and feel her cunt get wet around him. And she liked when she pleased him. She could feel his skin against hers as she stilled, and his mouth hot against her neck. His teeth dug at her skin as he stretched her tight little pussy to fit around him. Short strokes, never pulling out more than an inch.
His teeth grazed her ear. “That’s it Callia, just like that. I love feeling you get wet around me. So wet.”
He pulled back, leaving only the thick head of his cock in her pussy, and then drove it back in. Harder, faster than the first. He pressed his chest against her, and the welts from her beating burned and ached, but it didn’t matter. The pain didn’t matter because he was inside her, fucking her, pounding her little cunt while she screamed for him. It was worth it.
He was deep inside her when she felt him fumbling with the belt, could hear his frustrated gasps as he tore it off the board. He pulled out and spun her until she faced him. He stared into her eyes, bit at her lip and knelt to pick up his sword.
She shivered as he traced the razor sharp point up her belly, and up, between her breasts. He turned it horizontal, and held it to her throat as he slammed his cock back inside her. He stayed there still. Watching her, his blade to her throat.
Callia met his eyes, holding herself perfectly still. Still as a statue. And then she squeezed her cunt hard around his cock… and smiled. She felt his cock jerk inside her, his muscles tighten as he stroked one more time. She knew what was coming. She wrapped her legs tight around his back, and his mouth covered hers as he cut the ropes that bound her wrists.
It had been a test. To see if she feared him in that moment. She’d passed.
He wrapped his arms around her, lifted her like she weighed nothing and threw her on the bed. And then he was on top of her, between her legs, cock once again buried in pussy. Where it belonged.
He wasn’t gentle. He slapped her face as he fucked her harder and deeper than any man ever had. He held her hands, still braceleted with rope, above her head, pining her still as he filled her, over and over. Her back arched off the bed as her legs began to shake, and she writhed underneath him.
“Cassius.. I’m-”
He kissed her neck softly before his hands moved to circle her throat. “I know. Cum for me. Cum with my cock inside you.”
His hands tightened on her throat as her cunt tightened on his cock. Her screams were muffled, and he choked her, hard, as her wet little cunt shook around his cock. Her eyes were wide open, watering as she struggled to breathe, struggled to scream… but it was Cassius’ name on her lips as she came with her brother’s cock deep inside her.
He released her throat as she collapsed, breathless and smiling, back against the bed.
The door slammed open. She barely tilted her head until she she could see her brother. Well, a different brother. Marcus. The youngest of the boys, but still almost six years older than her.
“Cass, they’ve found another one. We need to leave now.”
Cassius ignored him. She smiled. He wasn’t done with her yet.
[center]CASSIUS[/center]
Fucking Marcus.
He ignored his youngest brother as he drove his cock back inside his sister’s wet, still trembling cunt. She was breathless underneath him, pussy still gripping his cock hard, still shuddering with aftershocks. He’d wanted to taste her, kiss her mouth, bury his face in her neck as he filled her with cum… but they had an audience now. He would not show his brother his weakness. He only had one. He’d kill anyone. Sit back and watch anyone be killed if he could gain from it. Brothers, father… He hadn’t shed a tear or blinked an eye when his mother died. But he could not lose Callie. He’d kill anyone who tried to hurt her. No one could know that. Because then she could be used against him.
They all fucked her. His father, all of his brothers. But she meant nothing to them. She was just a pretty toy to be played with. Something to amuse them, to pass the time.
He needed to hurt her. Needed Marcus to see. He hauled his hand back and slapped Callia hard across the face. He felt the slap himself. His palm stung, but she’d squeezed tight around his cock, and her hips pushed off the bed, driving her little cunt up to meet him.
He could hear himself, a low, steady growl barely audible over her frantic cries. Could hear the sound of his cock driving inside her, his balls slapping against her ass.
Her lips were full, red and swollen from his rough kisses. Her eyes were still watery and his hand print blazed red and angry on her cheek. Her throat was red and raw. He knew that tomorrow it would be bruised with the perfect impression of his fingers and every time he saw her he’d think about his hands on her throat and that look in her eye. Fuck, he needed to slow down. Slow.
He hovered over her, her back arching as she grinded against his cock. If he was the type to smile, this was one of the rare moments when he would. He turned to look at his brother, a look that had prompted many a man to turn tail and run. A look that promised a slow and painful death.
“Enjoying the show, Brother?”
Marcus shrugged. “Seen better. Done better, probably to the same whore.”
Cassius tensed. He was not going to kill his brother. He wasn’t. He repeated that to himself. Made it a mantra. “Get out Marcus. I’ll meet you downstairs when I’m finished. Go.”
Marcus was only twenty. And not that bright. But for once, he listened.
Cassius waited for the door to click shut, and this his mouth was on Callia’s.
He slid inside her, his pace still slow. But deep. If he slowed his strokes he could go so much fucking deeper inside her, drive it up until his sister’s pretty little eyes rolled back in her head.
“I love hurting you, Cal.”
She smiled. It was a weak, exhausted, sated smile and it made his fucking cock jerk.
He wrapped his hands around her throat. One last time. He tightened them as he impaled her, his hands catching the breath in her throat. He choked her, watching her gasp and struggle against him as he pounded her cunt, fucked it raw, made sure she’d be sore afterward. His cock throbbed inside her as he watched her face turn red. He could push it to the last second. She wouldn’t fight him. Even as his cock drilled her and she gasped for air and started to go limp and dizzy, she wouldn’t try to pry his hands off her neck.
She stared up at him, choking, and he stared down at her tear filled, bloodshot eyes. There was fear in her gaze. Of course. But there was something else, something he’d never seen in the eyes of another human soul, not even his brothers. Trust. No matter how badly he hurt her, she knew she was safe. He lov- Don’t even think it, Cassius.
He let her go, and she gasped and choked against his mouth as he came. He covered her body with his, spilling hot, thick cum deep inside his little sister’s soaking wet cunt. He could feel her shaking again, coming again with him, his mouth catching her screams as she did.
She was breathless, still whimpering as he pressed his forehead to hers.
“I want to kill them all Callie.” He finally admitted, his cock still buried inside her.
She looked up at him, exhausted and completely satisfied. “Who?”
“Every man I see inside your mouth. Inside your cunt. Or your ass. Every man that touches what belongs to me. And when I see you cum, screaming like that with another man inside you… sometimes I want to kill you, too.”
Her eyes widened. “You wouldn’t.”
He smiled. He couldn’t help it. He kissed her lips.
“Never,” he promised.
“You want me all to yourself?” She grinned as if that were the craziest thing she’d ever heard.
“No.” He watched her tremble as he ground his hips against hers. “I still want to see you get fucked. But I want them to have to go through me, to know that the only reason they get to touch you is because I allow it. I want them to know that I own you.”
She bit her lip as she grinned up at him. “I’d like that.”
He sighed. There was work to be done. He pulled his cock out of her pussy slowly, watching her shudder. “Clean me up, Callie.”
She smiled and got to her hand and knees. She knelt between his legs and he stared at the patchwork of angry red welts on her back as she licked his cum and hers off his dick. He closed his eyes, reveling in her soft moans as she kissed and licked and sucked him greedily.
He stroked her face one last time as she helped him dress.
“Stay in here tonight, Callia. I’ll tell father that I wasn’t finished with you. I want you in my bed when I get home.”
She looked puzzled. Unsure. Scared, even. “You… you want me to sleep in your bed?”
He kissed her forehead as she strapped his sword to his waist. “Yes. Now turn around. I want to see your back one more time before I leave.”

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Demon Overlord Lucifer Part III

Forenote I: There are a few sections where there is internal monologue, however the formatting hasn’t been working rec
Chapter Three: I’m the Popular One Now!
“Master, please wake up, it’s seven o’clock.” I heard a calm voice speak to me
“Ehh…? Five more minutes…” I moaned back.
“Master, we’ll be late for school…” This time she gently shook me.
“School, schmool… Lemme’ sleep…” “If you don’t wake up, you’re going to get booted off the throne…” A second voice came from the opposite direction
“Agh… Fine, fine.” I rubbed my eyes and sat up. “Mornin’ Lilith.”
“Good morning master.” Lilith bowed to me.
“Mind making breakfast?” I asked her.
“Not at all Master.” She got up from bed, naked and exited the room.
”Oh, so you’re just going to ignore me?” The pendant spoke.
“You’re annoying.””Well, you’re stuck with me. This pendant is proof of your legitimacy for owning the throne. No me, no throne. That’s the deal.”
“Oh. Great.” I spoke sarcastically. I got out of bed and made my way to the closet, and grabbed my clothes. I looked at myself in the mirror, looking at my body. “Even though this is a demon body, not much changed…””Why of course, I had this replica body made perfectly to your old body. The only notable differences are your ears and teeth.”
“My Teeth and ears…?” I moved the hair away that was covering my ear and noticed that my ears were pointier than before. I opened my mouth and noticed that my teeth were also sharper and pointer than before. “Huh… So they are.””You also have wings, however, I would hold off on using them in public, as people might start freaking out.” The Pendant continued on. “However, there are other demons existent in this realm, so don’t be surprised if you meet another demon.”
“Will do.” By this time, I was fully dressed.
“Also, do take in mind that angels also exist in this realm, and if one sees you, expect them to attack you on sight.”
“Sounds fun.” Just then I heard from downstairs
“Master, Breakfast is ready!” Lilith shouted from downstairs.
“Coming!” I responded. I grabbed the Pendant in the drawer and put it around my neck. “I’m only taking you in case I have questions.””Uh-huh, Whatever.” The pendant glowed.
I exited the room and headed downstairs. I made a left at the bottom of the stairs and entered the room with the open door, where I could smell food coming from. When I walked in, I got a little surprise. Lilith was cooking with nothing but an apron. From the angle I was at, the apron brilliantly showed off her slim figure, and her breasts were exposed on the sides and her perky nipples showed through the thin cloth. It was truly an indeed ravishing sight. “Y’know, I could get used to this…” I gave a slight grin.
“Breakfast is ready, Master. Eggs and bacon with toast… Is that suitable?” She asked for my approval.
“Yeah, that’s perfect. Thanks.” I went over to the table and had a seat. She came over and set the plate of food down on the table. As she was leaning over to put it down, her perky nipples were exposed for if but a quick moment. Yeah, I can get used to this. I thought. She stood next to me for a bit, watching me eat, waiting to see if I deemed it satisfactory. “It’s good! Better than anything my sister made.” I smiled at her. She smiled happily back. “Oh, if you don’t mind, would you get ready for school? we have to leave soon.”
“Yes Master.” She bowed her head and made her way upstairs, taking off her apron as she left the room. I quickly wolfed down my food, and took the plate to the sink in the kitchen. By the time I was done, Lilith was waiting for me at the front door, all dressed and ready to go.
“Let’s be off.” I told her.
“Oh! heading off to school, Overlord?” Zagan entered from the living room.
“Yeah, I’ll be back around five or so.”I looked back and responded.
“See you then Overlord!” The rest of the Ministers came out and waved me off. I opened the door and left the house with Lilith following closely behind. In front of the house, a Limo was waiting for us, to take us to school. The driver greeted me and opened the door to the passenger entrance. Lilith and I got in the Limo, and the driver closed the door behind us. He got in the driver seat and closed his door. As we left, I began briefing Lilith on plans and excuses for the day.
“Okay Lilith, Here’s the plan. At school, you’re my fiance. It’d be too awkward to straight up say that you’re my slave.” I instructed her, “So, don’t interact with any other the guys, except an exception… Got it?”
“Yes Master, I am honored to be your fiance, even if only pretending.” She looked happy.
“Also, for the duration of school hours, call me by my human name, it’d get awkward for you to call me ‘Master’ in school.”
“Yes… Javin, I’ll do my best.” She looked confident.
At that point in time, we had arrived at school, and the driver came out and opened the door near the sidewalk to allow us to get out. Lilith got out first, followed by me. The first thing I noticed was all the looks people were giving us. You could even hear their whispers from all the glances.”Who’s that?”
“You don’t know? That’s Javin Klyne, that Junior…”
“Really? I heard things about him, but I didn’t know he was rich…”
“Who’s the hot babe next to him?”
“Oh, she better not be his girlfriend…”
It was… Awkward to say the least. But, I had to remain calm and resilient, I couldn’t let my ‘cool’ act I’ve had for years drop because of a little whispering. “Let’s go…” I whispered to Lilith. She nodded and stuck close to me as we made our way to the front entrance.
“Hey! Javin!” I heard a voice behind me. Oh no… This is what I wanted to avoid for as long as possible. “Ja-vin!” I received a solid slap on the back, and when I turned around it was exactly who I thought it was, Allen. “Dude, what’s up with the fancy limo… and this babe next to you?!” He looked surprised, but gave off a slightly perverted face. Lilith hid on the opposite side of me.
“Well, stuff happened, and this is Lilith, my Fiance.” I tried to remain as calm as possible.
“A fiance?!” He was even more surprised now. “I leave you alone for twelve hours and you get yourself a smokin’ hot babe, and become rich? Maaan, there are so many guys in this school who would kill to be you.” He ended with a grin.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever. They can try.” I gave an arrogant smirk. We made our way into school and eventually ended up in our classroom. School was just about to start, so most everyone was already is the class.
“Whoa! Who’s that babe?!” One of the guys in the class spoke out.
“Dude, she’s totally hot.”
“She’s with that Javis dude, do they know each other?!”
Just hearing their speaking pissed me off. “Can this justify using my demon powers?” I asked the pendant.”If you want to cause a panic and such, sure. But know that there can be consequences involved. Be warned.””Will do.” Just then, the teacher walked into the class, and noticed me, Lilith, and Allen standing in the doorway.
“Ah, right, the transfer student…” He fumbled through his notebook to find the class roster. “Right, Right…” He made his way to the teacher’s desk and began, “Alright everyone, this is Lilith Klyne. She moved her recently, and is new to the area…” He looked over at me, “I can trust you have it all under control?”
“Yup.” I smiled, then whispered to Lilith. “C’mon, you can introduce yourself.” She was holding onto my arm, partially hiding behind me. I forgot that her personality was still on ‘shy’. Oh well, she can bare through it today.
“U-Umm… I’m Lilith, It’s good to meet you all…” She quietly spoke up.
I could tell the class was in love with her. The guys probably thought of her as an innocent beauty, and the girls probably saw her as a cute girl.
“H-Hey Lilith! What’s your relationship to Javin?! You have the same last name as him, so are you relatives or something?!” One of the guys from the class shouted.
“U-Umm… We’re Fiances..” She blushed and looked away in embarrassment.
At that moment, the class went into shock… The guys anyways. They finally met someone who could classify as the ‘Dream Ideal girl’, but she ends up to be taken by another guy. I looked over towards the far end of the class, and saw Reina was also in shock. We had been friends since the start of high school, but she probably had a crush on me, judging by her reaction. I had no regrets. This life is simply give and take. And quite frankly, I think I got more than was taken from me. I’m not saying I’m throwing everything behind me away, but… How do I put it? Refreshing? I’m not sure. Anyways, I’m a new me, and today is my first day as me.
“Right… So uh… Lilith, you can take the seat next to Javin.” The teacher spoke up
“R-Right.” Lilith stuck with me.
“C’mon, let’s go.” I started moving towards my seat, and Lilith stuck tight to my arm, her breasts squeezing my arm. It felt amazing. We reached my seat, and Lilith finally let go and sat in the desk next to me, and I took my seat. Today, we were taking a test, but Lilith was exempted from it because… well… It’s her first day. Along with all the other benefits of becoming Demon Overlord, I obtained a wealth of knowledge from several thousand years of observations. This was really easy. I breezed through the questions like a virgin’s first time having sex… Hmm… I must be horny… Oh well, we’ll do it later. I’m sure Lilith is hungry as well. I slouched back in my chair and closed my eyes.
When I woke up, Lilith was on my lap, resting her side on my chest. “Hey hey, what’s the big idea…?”
“Javin… I’m ‘hungry’…” She obviously was because she was heavily flustered and breathing deeply.
“You go into heat when you’re hungry?” I whispered to her.
“Yeah… The sooner the better…” She put her hand up to my chest. It felt really hot, almost like she had a fever.
“Alright, let’s go somewhere… Is it lunch?”
“Yes…”
“Alright, I guess we can get a quickie in or something.” I smiled and put my hand up to her cheek. I looked out the corner of my eye and saw everyone staring at us, like we were some type of science experiment. “Let’s go.” Lilith got off my lap so I could stand up. I grabbed her hand and we exited the classroom, with everyone’s eyes locked on us. There may be an paparazzi or something following us, they might follow us… So let’s put my demon skills to the test. We made our way up the stairs and exited on top the roof. I took off my jacket, and focused my mind on my shoulder blades and thought of wings. Instantaneously, Massive black, bat-like wings spurted out of my back and I took flight. I hovered above the ground, and picked up Lilith princess-style and made my way onto the roof of the ‘exit building’. We landed on the top and laid Lilith down. “We don’t have much time, so shall we skip the foreplay?” I asked her.
“Whatever… you want… Master…” Lilith was panting heavily.
“Now now, I told you to call me Javin during school.”
“I-I’m sorry Javin…” She gave off an expression that she felt stupid for forgetting. “Please fuck me…” She held her arms up, welcoming me into her body.
I accepted her invitation and slid down my pants. My shaft was already hard, and ready for action. I slid off Liliths pants, and pulled off her panties, to see that her pussy was drenched in its own juices. “Whoa.. This looks serious…” I was kinda’ surprised at the sight, but pressed onward. I pulled off my boxers, revealing my cock in the raw. “One request, Increase my size to 10″” I ordered Lilith.
“Y-Yes… Javin…” She touched my cock with her hand, and it rapidly grew from 8″ to 10″.
“Alright, let’s do this.” I Positioned myself on top of her and placed my cock in front of her pussy. In one fast thrust, I penetrated her pussy, to the point of where the base of my cock was at the entrance of her pussy. Lilith went wide-eyes and arched her back at the instantaneous pleasure she just received.
“M-My womb…” She barely managed to speak those words, still breathless from my thrust.
I began moving my hips slowly back and forth, slowly picking up the pace. Within five minutes, I was thrusting at full speed, in full motion from tip to base. Lilith was immensely entranced in the sex and her hips began syncing with mine, moving hers forward as my hips went forward. All Lilith could do is let out deep pants, each time I thrusted. I moved my hands to her breasts, covered by her black shirt and began massaging them in circles. While doing this, I felt something pop up from them. My face made a mad grin. “What’s this Lilith? No bra?” I was majorly turned on by this, I felt like I had to tease her a little, but she was too busy being pleasured by my massive cock to respond. Most of her body was limp, save her hips, her mouth was open and her tongue hanged out, deep breaths in and out of her mouth. I took my right hand and put it up to her mouth, placing two fingers in her mouth and pressing down on her tongue, producing saliva, which began to drool down the side of her mouth. We had been going at this for several minutes now, I’ve lost count. I was thrusting my hips into hers pinching and pulling on her nipples through her shirt. I stopped thrusting, and she had a confused look on her face.
“W-why’d you stop…?” She asked.
“Repositioning.” I smiled back. I wrapped my arms around her back and lifted her up so she was sitting promptly on my lap, and her legs were wrapped around my back. She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and I grabbed her ass, slowly moving her up and down. Soon enough, she got used to the movement and was able to do it on her own. I put my hand on the back of her head and pulled it down to embrace in a deep kiss. Our lips made contact, and our tongues shot into each other’s mouth, as if they were two slingshots waiting for a target to pop up. Our tongues made contact and they began to swirl around each other, and do many other motions I have no clue how to describe. Soon enough we broke off from the kiss, both heavily breathing, with Lilith bouncing up and down on my lap, my cock penetrating her each time.
“Oh yes! Give me more!” Lilith begged desperately So I had no choice but to comply.
I pushed her back down on her back and put myself in a pushup-like position above her, and rapidly thrusted my hips into her. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and her face was giving a mischievous smile, as she was madly in love with me and my cock.
“I love you Javin! I love you Master! Stay with me forever and fuck me until I break!” She begged more,
and I could only smile agreeably.
I moved my hips faster and faster, knowing that not much time was left in the lunch break. I had to finish this quickly. “Lilith… I’m going to cum soon…” I spoke through grunting.
“Okay! Me too! Let’s cum together!” She smiled more, her facial expressions just shouting ‘ecstasy’.
I wrapped my arms around Lilith’s back, laying myself on top of her allowing maximum penetration. I pounded my hips harder and harder into her, wanting to break her.
“Yes! Yes! I’m going to cum…!” Her grip on the back of my shirt tightened, bracing for the orgasm.
“Oh Lilith… Your Pussy is squeezing my cock super tight, it feels amazing…” I kept thrusting, just at the brim of an orgasm. “Here it comes…!” I moved faster and faster, thrusting as many times as possible, before cumming. I put my lips up to Lilith’s and went into a deep french kiss. I thrust one last time, as hard and as fast as possible, as this was the one. It felt like I broke the wall to her womb, but I didn’t know. My Cum gushed forth out of my cock and released itself into her pussy. At the same time, Lilith’s pussy contracted tighter than it ever had before, as she orgasmed along with me. Her back arched and her eyes widened, amazed at the feeling of this orgasm. She wanted to scream, but I didn’t let her, as I kept my lips planted solid on hers to prevent anyone from hearing. Lilith’s womb couldn’t handle all the cum, so it began gushing out the sides of her pussy. The orgasm lasted for at least 10 seconds, it was the most amazing thing I had ever felt in my life, it just felt it like was coming and coming and not ever going to stop. I’m sure Lilith felt the same way, as after the initial blow, her body was mindlessly twitching. After the orgasm was over, broke off our kiss, a line of saliva connecting our two mouths. I rolled off to the side of her and looked up at the sky. Lilith looked down and saw all the cum leaking out.
“Ohh… So much gone to waste…” She looked at me and had a guilty expression, like she was sorry for wasting it all.
I looked at her and put my hand up to her cheek, “I’ll give you more, just ask.” I smiled and embraced her tenderly, thanking her for the amazing session. We got up and put our clothing articles back on, and I spurt my wings again. I picked up Lilith and we floated down to the roof. Just then, the Bell rang, signaling the beginning of class. “Shit! We’re going to be late!” I grabbed Lilith’s hand and ran down the stairs, dashing to the classroom. We arrived two minutes late and were scolded for it. Everyone in the classroom gave us suspicious looks, probably imagining what we were doing. The last period of the day went by quickly, and the end of the school day was marked with the final bell of the day. I slouched in my chair, finally glad that the day was over, so I could go home and eat, then sleep. Because of my business with Lilith, I didn’t get a chance to get any food for lunch. Just then, Allen turned around and gave me a suspicious look.
“So, what made you two late? Huh?” He grinned more. “You couldn’t possibly be doing ‘this’ or ‘that’?”
“First, It’s none of your business. Second, I have to go.” I stood up and grabbed my bag. “Lilith?” I looked at her. She got up and nodded in agreement. She latched herself onto my arm and we left the classroom. As we were exiting, Reina was coming in. She stopped and looked at us, mainly at Lilith, glued tight to my arm.
“Congratulations.” She said that then left.
I continued along, but Lilith stopped me. “Is she someone important to you Master?” She asked.
“Ehh… Its unrequited love.” I continued walking along, Lilith staying with. We reached the front of the school, where the limo was waiting for us. The driver stood at attention in front of the passenger door, waiting for us to arrive. When we got close, he opened the door for us, and we got in. He closed the door behind us and made his way over to the driver’s side and got in. We started off, back to home, but I kept thinking… Did I have feelings for her?”Is she a possible candidate?” The pendant spoke for the first time today.”I dunno. I mean, she likes me, so I guess it’d be easy to start, but we’d have to diffuse the whole ‘Fiance’ fiasco.” I thought.”Just so you know, Adultery and Polygamy are not shunned upon in the demon realm at all. You are allowed as many wives and mistresses as you wish.””Really? Well, that certainly doesn’t sound too bad…” I gave a devilish smile. Suddenly, the car halted. “What’s wrong?” I asked the driver.
“Sir, someone is on the road.”
“Wait… I’ll deal with this.” I got out of the limo and closed the door behind me. I walked to the front of the limo and looked at the person standing across from me. upon further looking, it was a female. She wore thin black jeans and had a sleeveless blouse. She had long black hair that when down to her mid back tied in a ponytail and had bright green eyes. “Who might you be?” I asked annoyed.
“That is no matter, but what matters, is you, Overlord!” She pointed at me.”An Angel? Or a Devil?” I thought. “Can you tell old man?””She’s an Angel… Be careful, Angels carry many anti-demon weapons which are really effective against demons.””That can go vice-versa though, right?”
“Indeed, you have many anti-angel weapons at your disposal via magic.”
“Magic? How do I use it?”
“Simple. Basic Construction magic goes by imagining a weapon of sorts and then concentrating on that image. Once the image is clear in your mind, you are able to materialize it in your hand. To enchant an anti-angel spell on it, you have to feel a desire to defeat the enemy ahead of you. Enchantment magic reacts to your feelings, so how you feel depends on what kind of enchantment you cast.””Sounds simple enough.” I smiled and closed my eyes. The first weapon to come to mind was a Sword. Now then, get a clear image in my head. Suddenly, my eyes opened, A longsword, about four feet long, materialized into my right hand. “Oh, alright, cool!” I felt excited by my first magic spell. “Now then…” I looked back at the Angel, still standing in the same spot. I thought of wings, and massive wings similar to before, burst out of my back, ripping slits through my clothing. I dashed forward, at high speed, my sword at the ready. As I came close I held it out, ready to slash her. I went forward, but made no contact. What the-? Where’d she go? I looked around and then saw her above, massive white, feathered wings. She was floating above me arms folded, in a pose of superiority.
“Come now, is that all the Demon Overlord has to offer?” She taunted me.
“Tch.” I felt a little pissed off.”Careful Lucifer, She a high-ranking Angel. Even for you, she’ll be a challenge.” The pendant warned me”What? How could I be defeated by someone of lower standing than me?!” “Well, it’s only your first day as overlord… you don’t know much..””Oh. That makes sense I guess.” I gave another smirk. “Enchantment!” I held my hand up to the blade, and it began to glow with a bright light.”T-this is…” The pendant sounded surprised. “Lucifer! What are you thinking right now?!””Uhh… I want to fuck her up for taunting me and making me fight on my first day.” “I see…”
Suddenly, the blade became covered in a pitch black aura, almost as if it has absorbed all the light around it. “I like where this is going…” I held the sword out at the ready and charged toward the angel above. I slashed when I got close, but missed by a hair.
“You’re slow.” The angel provoked again.
“Tch.” I was annoyed. “You’re annoying me.” Then I gave a twisted grin. “It just makes me want you more!” I was now in a full demonic smile. I decided to speed up, so I quickly dashed to her and slashed diagonally starting at her shoulder, then going to her hip. My targeting was off by a hair and I ended up cutting her clothes in a straight, diagonal line.
“Ugh.” The angel smirked. “Not bad.”
“Thanks.” I smiled. “I think it’s time to end this little game though… See, I have to go home and would like this to be over as quickly as possible… which is why…” I dashed to the angel, and got around behind her. I wrapped one arm around her waist, and held the blade to her neck. I began a chant.”In the name of Lucifer Klyne Asmodeus, third overlord of the Demon Realm, I herby grant this heavenly being a chance for power!” Her face was shocked at what was happening. “You, heavenly being, accept a contract to serve under me in exchange for power and possibilities?”
“Are you an Idiot?! Why would I do that?!” She seemed angry at my question.
“‘Tis quite a shame.” I shook my head. “Oh well, can’t be helped.” I put my mouth up to her ear and whispered, “I want you…” Her eyes widened and she got flustered.
“W-What are you saying!? I’m an Angel! And you’re the-” I stopped her by biting the top of her ear. She stopped talking and gave off a cute moan. She quickly covered her mouth, embarrassed by the sound she gave off. I smiled and continued to nibble at her ear. I moved my hand, which was on her waist, up to her right breast and began to fondle it. I gently massaged it and then went for the nipple. I pinched it between my index finger and my thumb, occasionally twisting it. She couldn’t hold back. Her hand fell from her mouth and her moans were released. I continued fondling her breast and nibbling her ear. Her body was beginning to tremble which I knew what near the point. I stopped fondling and nibbling and whispered in her ear again
“So, do you wish to pledge your loyalty to me? We’ll be able to do this and much more…”
“Please continue…” She asked me.
“Only if you pledge your loyalty to me, Lucifer Klyne Asmodeus.”
“A-alright. I, Hildegard Jeneva, pledge my loyalty to Lucifer Klyne Asmodeus, and offer him my body as a present…” She was definitely ashamed of what she had done, but the Charm of the overlord plus the erotic stimulation made her give in.
“Good. Good.” I continued the Chant. “On this day, Hildegard Jeneva, Angel of the heavens, submits to the almighty strength of Lucifer Klyne Asmodeus, third overlord of the Demons! By my name, this vassal swear her undying loyal to me, and me alone” I paused. “Now then…” I took a deep breath. “Accept my blood!” I took the sword in my right hand, and stabbed it though Hildegard’s chest, and back into mine. “Unholy Corruption!” Oh man, that’s is embarrassing, calling out my technique like that… Whatever. Hildegard reached the peak and climaxed at the sword pierced her heart. Within seconds, the blood transfer took place, as my blood entered Hildegard, it corrupted all of her current blood cells, and the Divine blood was overpowered by the Demon Blood. Her white wings slowly turned black, defining her descent as a fallen angel. Shortly thereafter, she passed out and her wings retracted back into her. “That’s my boy! corrupting an Angel on his first day. You make me proud as your predecessor.” The pendant spoke. “Yeah yeah, save the celebration for home.” I floated back down to the ground and walked over to the limo. I opened the door and got in.
“Master, who’s that?”
“My new servant, Hildegard.” I smiled. “Another addition to my group!” I looked to the driver. “Driver, to home!”
“Yes my lord!” And we were off.
I pulled out my phone and dialed my house number. On the second ring, it was picked up.
“Hello! This the Asmodeus Residency! Zagan speaking!”
“Zagan you dumbass. Don’t say my demon name. Humans are going to be confused.”
“Ah, Yes sir, sorry.”
“Anyways, prepare a feast.”
“What’s the occasion?”
“I corrupted and converted an Angel… And a high-ranking one at that.”
“Oh! Marvelous, we shall prepare it at once!”
“Thanks. See you then.”
“Yes Sir!” I hung up and took a deep breath.
“Master? May I ask a question?” Lilith spoke up.
“Go ahead.” I replied.
“Uhmm… uhh…” she wasn’t sure how to say it, but I understood what she was trying to get at.
“Lilith, come here.” I patted the seat next to me. She moved over and I put my arm around her shoulders. “I’ll treat you both equally.” I smiled. “Just cause she’s here now, doesn’t mean that I’ll neglect you.” I kissed her cheek for reassurance. She smiled. “However, I will need you to help me… ehh… get her ‘used to it’.”
“Ah! Of course Master! Anything for you…” She continued smiling.
I pulled her in tight and cuddled with her on my right side, and Hildegard was held tightly on my left side, still unconscious. Just then, the limo stopped and the driver opened the door for us. We were home. We exited the limo, Lilith first, followed by me with Hildegard in my arms. Lilith took out the keys and opened the door. We were welcomed with the four ministers blowing confetti and wearing party hats. Oh my god. This is so elementary school. I felt ashamed to be there. “Take off the hats.” I ordered the four ministers.
“A-Alright sir.” They seemed depressed about it.
“So, is the feast ready?” I asked them
“Yes sir! Our finest chefs from the Demon realm were brought to cook the food. We also brought our favorite Butler and Maid to serve you.
“Excellent.”
“Good Evening, I am Rika Escalflowne, head maid of the Demon Palace.” The maid bowed.
“Good Evening Sir, I am Ignus Juna, Head Butler of the Demon Palace.” The Butler bowed.
“Oh, I’m Overlord Lucifer Klyne Asmodeus, I’ll be in your care.” I awkwardly bowed. “Rika, mind taking Hildegard up to my room?”
“Guests?” She asked.
“Yeah.”
“As you wish, my Lord.” She took Hildegard from my hands and went up the stairs.
“If you don’t mind my Lord, allow me to lead you to the dining room where the feast is.” Ignus spoke up.
“Lead the way.” I gestured for him to go, and I followed him. We entered the dining room, where the dining table was crowded with food. “Oh my…” I was taken aback by the amount of food. “Well, there definitely is too much for me, so my loyal ministers and butler, feel free to enjoy as well.”
“You’re too kind My lord.” Ignus smiled and waved that he was fine.
“Alright.” I took my seat at the head of the table and patted my lap gesturing Lilith to sit on it. She came over to me and sat on my lap. I dug into the food, and it was delicious. Several minutes later, I ate my helping of food. and was full. “Thank you all for preparing this for me.” I gestured Lilith to get off my lap and stood up. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some unfinished business that I need to attend to…” I exited the room and went up the stairs, Lilith following behind. I opened the door to my room and saw Hildegard laying on my bed. Rika was sitting aside the bed looking out for Hildegard. “Rika, you may leave now.” I ordered her. She stood up from her chair, bowed to me and left the room, closing the door behind her. I made my way to the bed and hopped on, looking at Hildegard’s vulnerable body.
“Now then… Let us begin… Shall we?” I gave a demonic grin.
To be continued in Part IV

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