Can't waste good seed.

As you kneel slumped against the window, seed oozes from your freshly fucked asshole, drooling onto the floor in thick globs. Your new Master watches with a sly grin on his face, proud of what you've become, what he's made you into. "Anal bitch waste Master's gift!" He scolds you, approaching your weakened body. You however can barely respond as you pant to catch your breath. "Silence..." you say between deep gasps for air. "You little bastard!." Your tone one of weakened defiance.

The imp, your Master, decides you need to learn respect as he brings down his clawed hand on your bare ass once again, sending a sharp pain through your spine as his claws dig into your soft flesh, causing you to whimper. "That's Master now cum sponge!" This tone wasn't to set the mood during sex, it seemed he really wants you to submit. As you try to move from the window his hand once again grips your fiery red hair, taking control of your head and causing you to wince in pain. "Let go of me! This instant!" You exclaim to no one's benefit as the imp gives you a firm slap across the face. "Bitch not know her place! No longer equal, only for me to fuck and to serve me!" His words cut into your mind as the slap beat your new role into your being. You looked up to him not with disdain, but fear in your weak post-sex state, that fearful, innocent looking stare causing the imps cock to stiffen and throb right before your eyes. "You not get desert until you finish meal!" Your Master says as his hand pushes your face down toward the puddle of both of your juices mixed together.

You try to resist, to keep your face from the cocktail of sex on the floor but your strength has yet to return as he forces your face into the mess. Your lips are the first thing to touch the filthy cum covered floor, causing you to groan with disgust and keep your mouth closed tight. You feel something barbed glance over the tender flesh of you ass, it feels familiar yet you can't quite figure out what it is until it lashed itself against your cheeks, cutting into them slightly and making your ass jiggle while you cry out from the new pain. "Eat Masters seed or you get tail!" Your Mastsr warns, you resist a little more only to feel another slash to your rear end, causing your mouth to open to the mess and allow it to flood over your tongue.

The imp notices and reminds you "Lick it all up, good bitch eats seed." His tone was demeaning but you decide to begin lapping up the mess to if nothing else get this over with. You lap at it as if you were a kitten drinking milk off the floor, your master assisting you by moving you around by your hair akin to a sponge used to clean floors.

It took several minutes but you finally seem to be done licking up the salty and sweet mixture, swallowing what you can while the rest remains on your face. Once the imp notices he pulls your head up by the hair as he looks to the floor and then your face, which now shined with juices that were slowly drying to your mouth and nose. Your Master approves as he caresses your face with the back of a claw, dragging up some of the cum before bringing it toward your gaping mouth. "Good girl, anal bitch make good cum sponge! Now suck claw clean before bed!" And you do, you wrap your lips around the claw, carefully avoiding the sharp tip while licking and sucking it clean. It only took seconds but the imp enjoyed the power over you so he left his claw in for a full minute.

Finally pulling his claw free from your lips with a small slurping noise he keeps your hair in his claw before deciding what to do next.