Luroon Torments Korrix with Pleasure

Lurron gave Korrix's chain a good yank every now and then. It wasn't that he wasn't keeping up with her - She just enjoyed the pitiful yelps he made when the iron band around his neck dug into him.

They found their way to the throne room. Luroon took the scenery in - a long hall, with rich purple banners hanging from the ceiling, a soft carpet leading up to the throne of worked gold and silver. Pillars made of marble stood tall and mighty, like soldiers looming over them. Marble wasn't even available in Hell - it would have had to have been imported from the mortal realm.

"Hmm... You certainly have a flair for the dramatic, don't you, my ****? I wouldn't consider my own throne room to be poor quality, but compared to this it's downright austere. Now I can see why you were so easy to overthrow: you wasted all your wealth on decoration, instead of developing your military."

Korrix gritted his teeth. He wanted desperately to argue his reasoning for creating grand structures for people to marvel at, but the fact of the matter was that her soldiers had indeed outclassed his. His primary defense had been his imposing citadel set atop a tall slope, with open, barren stone all around. He had thought no one would dare storm a heavily fortified fortress uphill, out in the open, so he hadn't bothered much with well-trained or well-equipped soldiers.

She had defied standard demonic military tactics, simply overwhelming his forces with her own. Her army was many times larger than his own, and every soldier was highly trained and armed to the teeth. With preparation like that, it seemed that strategy was almost unnecessary. Regardless of how he felt about her methods, she had proven herself superior to him.

Luroon plopped down on the throne unceremoniously, pulling Korrix in close.

"Turn around, ****. Let me see that delicious ass."

Korrix's face burned red with shame, but he did as she ordered, bending over as he turned away. His rear was large and shapely for a male's, intentionally molded to be as alluring as possible. He was starting to wish he hadn't worked so hard on his seductive body. He had done it to tempt mortals to lie with him willingly, but now it only served to please his enemy.

Luroon nestled her ribbed cock in between his soft, pillowy cheeks. Large as it was, even his generous ass couldn't completely engulf it, and the tip throbbed tall and proud over his back. She grabbed his wide hips and rocked him back and forth, her massive rod twitching as it slid between his asscheeks. The bottom of her cock, all covered in thick bumps, ran along his soft, puffy asshole. He grunted softly, the bumps stimulating his sensitive pucker.

Her cock somehow felt even larger than it looked. The girth alone was incredible, spreading his cheeks wide as it ran along his crack. The bumps felt absolutely incredible, and the feeling of the ribbed sides tantalized him, making him wonder what they would feel like grinding against his inner walls.

Korrix felt his heart pound in his chest. He hadn't ever had the opportunity to make love to another lust archdemon. He was starting to realize that the possibilities were as tantalizing as they were frightening.

"There is no need to be so cautious. I'm a lust archdemon; You won't find me so easy to break. If serving you is my fate, then I intend to do it well." He hoped he gave the impression that he was saying it out of duty, and not desire.

Luroon chuckled and gave his ass a hearty slap, leaving a distinct handprint.

"You ARE serving me. This is all that I desire from you; Unless, of course, you want more? I could be convinced to pound your worthless asshole, if you were to beg for it."

Korrix shuddered with dismay when he realized what she was doing. She wasn't going to let him keep a veneer of respectability. Up to this point, he had assumed that Luroon took her prey by **** because she was a brute with no self control. He was starting to realize that she was much, much worse than that. This wasn't unguided lust, it was cruel sadism.

Korrix panted and whimpered as she ground her superior cock against his rosebud. If felt incredible, but it just wasn't enough. To his immense surprise, it was close; He wouldn't have thought it possible to cum from his ass being hotdogged, but he suspected that if she were just a little rougher, she could bring him to orgasm. But she kept his release just out of reach, dangling it teasingly in front of him - or perhaps, in this case, behind him.

His own cock was pulsing to his pounding heartbeat. The stimulation was simply incredible - his ass was tingling with delight. But it was a strained, tense pleasure - he knew how much better it could be, if she could just take it one step further and fuck him. The bliss taunted him, a reminder that he couldn't follow it to its ultimate conclusion without throwing away his last shred of dignity.

"I-I... I..." He whimpered.

"Oh?" Luroon leaned forward. "Is there something you want to say to me?"