A rival kingdom has been conquered

"Our campaign against Korrix the lust demon has been successful. Earlier today your army breached the walls of his citadel and subjugated his forces. He is entirely under your power now, my Mistress."

Luroon shuddered with delight. She had been making grabs at Korrix's land for eons. Though she had managed to steadily claim small strips of territory, the progress had been far too slow for her liking. Against the advice of all her counselors - whom she had later fucked into submission for opposing her, of course - she had ordered a direct siege on his citadel. Apparantly the gambit had paid off; She now could claim his entire territory.

There were many things to be gained from Korrix's land: a sizeable population of greater demons, land suitable for crops - a rare commodity in Hell - and more room for expansion. But the most exciting part for the ambitious demoness was a powerful geographic advantage that she could use to start conquering other kingdoms. She was the only demon around crazy enough to wage war against a kingdom in such a position, and now her own kingdom was secure in a way few demonic nations could hope for.

Of course, there was one other benefit that she was eager to make use of as well - taking Korrix himself as a personal ****. Few creatures could provide the sort of pleasure an archdemon like him could, and Korrix in particular was famed in hell for being gorgeous and seductive. She imagined that he could probably keep her attention for at least a couple weeks.

"Servant, send word to my forces at the citadel. I'll be there to claim it in a few hours."

The formal declaration of subjugation was brief. Luroon couldn't be bothered to give a long, drawn-out speech. She wanted Korrix's kingdom, so she took it. All the demons within were now her subjects. It was as simple as that.

The part of the ceremony she was most excited about was the part that came next. Korrix himself was hauled out in front everyone, stripped bare save for his chains. He was every bit as attractive as the stories had claimed - a slender, androgynous male archdemon with lean muscles, surprisingly shapely hips, and a face that could win the heart of men and women alike. Even his horns were attractive, somehow - Luroon had never cared much about horns, but she grudgingly conceded that his tall, slender, gazelle-like horns were more appealing than her thick ram horns.

He was brought over to kneel next to her. He didn't look up, head hung low in fury and shame. She took a long look at his body, and out of her own curiosity ignored protocol and snapped her fingers, banishing her ceremonial armor in a flash, revealing to everyone her sculpted musculature and heavy breasts. She wanted to compare herself to him.

They were an odd pair: She, a female with powerful, rippling muscles, and he, a male with a more delicate build, though his still had muscle on him. Her pitch-black cock stiffened a little bit as her eyes wandered over his form.

The movement drew his eye, and he shrank back when he realized what he was seeing. His own cock jumped. Luroon wondered to herself if his erection was due to arousal or fear. In truth, it was both. His cock would have been imposing by mortal standards, but it couldn't hold a candle to hers. His shaft was, at best, three-quarters of her length, and much thinner. Aside from its size it resembled that of a human, save for some fleshy nubs ringing the head.

Luroon turned to the gathered crowd of Korrix's former subjects. They all stared in horrified apprehension, curious about what would happen. Normally a conquered ruler would be publicly executed, but Luroon had a reputation for being more... creative.

"My new followers," she began, her voice amplified by magic so that it could reach far enough to address the entire crowd. "It is clear to me, and it should be clear to you, that your former leader is pathetically underqualified. Just look at the two of us. Anyone can see which one of us is fit to rule." She looked down at him, noticing that his teeth were gritted together with palpable frustration.

"That being said, he does have his own... gifts. He will be permitted to live as my pleasure ****. The question is, will he submit to me willingly, or must I conquer him all over again?" She reached down and turned his face up to look into his smoldering eyes. "Well? What say you, my new pet?"