A Most Terrible Way To Die

For the rest of the day, Roujin dedicated his time to breaking down his new maid. He made her do many things, most of them meant to shame or **** her. She was made to crawl naked on the floor, her breasts swaying back and forth. He used nipple clamps to pinch her breasts, stringing a chain between them and using it to lead her around like an animal. Her hands were tied behind her back, and she was made to ride a dildo that was secured to the floor, grinding against it to pleasure herself even as her shame and arousal mixed and mounted.

Sav'era - that was to say, the role that Sav'era was playing - was naturally both horrified and aroused by what she was being made to do. She was an innocent girl who had never considered this sort of thing before. But now she was trapped at the hands of a corrupt lord, and could only endure as her body was **** to take pleasure in its own degradation.

Eventually, near the end of the day, Roujin decided that it was time to stop playing around and truly enjoy his new prize. Sav'era was placed in a collar, her arms bound behind her back and lead towards the bed chamber. She shuffled, doing her best impression of awkward terror. Roujin lapped it up, glorying in his power and his dominance over her.

He bent her over the bed and fucked her. Leaning over, Sav'era felt his cock inside of her, thrusting with feverish desire and arousal. The sensation was invasive, and she started to move with the rhythm. She moaned loudly, her face stained red with shame and humiliation. Roujin laughed, his hands grasped at her breasts, fingers trailing across her soft skin. Sav'era's body responded, her nipples hardening. he tweaked and pulled them, mixing pain and pleasure until she was gasping. His shaft filled her up, forcing aside the lips of her pussy with each thrust of his hips. She rocked back and forth, her breasts jiggling with the motion, her whole body shaking with each repetition. Sav'era's skin was tingling, Lord Roujin was a greedy and cruel lover who mixed pleasure and pain. He tugged on her hair, making her wince and cry out as he speared her womanhood, his cock digging into her and making her cry out.

Sav'era jumped as he slapped her behind, laughing at her obvious shame and humiliation. He slapped her again, even harder, and she cried out, hissing through clenched lips.

"No point in resisting, my girl!" He laughed. "No one will hear you anyway! At least, no one who matters!"

Before she could respond, he pushed her onto the bed. She rolled over, but he was already clambering on top of her. His shaft was hard, and his hands moved to her chest again, he **** her legs aside with his own and lined his shaft up with her pussy. Sav'era's toes curled when she felt him enter her again, this time fucking her face to face. The motion made her body shake, and Roujin enjoyed her chest with his hands, grasping and pulling with cruel intent. His fingernails dug into her skin, leaving angry red welts. Sav'era could not help but respond, her hips bucking and grinding against his shaft. The feeling was good; the mix of pain and pleasure was much more suited to a succubus than most humans, and what he intended to be a punishment she honestly enjoyed. She felt herself growing more and more sensitive, her clit pulsing with arousal and desire. His hands clawed at her chest and made her wince. Sav'era threw her head back, letting the feelings rush through her body. Her nerves cried out, growing taut as pleasure swept across her form.

All of the time he fucked her, Roujin didn't kiss her. He didn't even really look at her as a person. Just a thing to satisfy himself with. A lower class of human, barely above an animal. She sensed his quiet contempt and his colossal arrogance. He was glorying in her debasement, enjoying being the one who was showing her what her true place really was.

But this was the place where Sav'era was strongest. In the bedroom, in times of passion. She moved fluidly, gracefully rising and falling with his thrusts. She timed her movements, pressing against his shaft just when it was most sensitive. Her hips swayed sensually, her breasts bounced with the motion of her rise and fall. She brought all of her hundreds of years of experience to this encounter, and before he knew it, Lord Roujin was feeling more and more pleasure. It drove him on, making him seek to dominate and control. He put a hand around her throat, forcing her down into the bed, his thrusts grew wilder and stronger, fucking her and strangling her. Sav'era spluttered, her face going red as she tried to breath. The pleasure was racing through her body, and she gasped and gagged when he finally released her.

The climax hit them both at around the same time, Roujin gave a moan and his seed filled her pussy, dripping down between her legs. Sav'era threw her head back, giving a dramatic expression of the pleasure which now swept through her form. When it was done, she lay trembling on the bed, the very image of the innocent little girl whose world had just been rocked.

At this sight, Roujin started to grow hard again. Desire pounded through him. He desired her, but not for her body. He wanted to break her, to destroy her. To shatter her into pieces and leave just an obedient little ****. That was real power, and this was a man who gloried in his power over anyone else.

As soon as he could, he fucked her again. Pressing her body into the wall, her breasts pinned against the cold stone with each thrust of his cock. Then, he made her bend over and took her from behind. He fucked her in the ass, and filled her pussy again and again. He made her suck him off, used her body to fulfil every fantasy that he had ever had.

He never noticed how each time he seemed to be spent, he would find new strength. Nor how each time he thought of turning away, Sav'era would do something or say something to ignite his desires again. She used her body as a weapon, playing an innocent and naive girl who was out of her depth, but her true self was a poised dagger placed against Roujin's throat. Every moment of control he had, she gave him. The truth was that he power dynamic was utterly different; he was an insect to her, a demon who had lived for hundreds of years. A creature tied to the act of sex and passion. He could not won her, nor could he truly dominate her. But he didn't realise this, and her disguise was very good. So each time he seemed to be about to turn away, she gave him new strength. Lending him endurance and desire. Firing his fantasies, filling him with lust. This was the power of a succubus, and one of their most fearsome methods. At some point, the man lost himself. He drowned in his own fantasies, enjoying her body again and again until the strength left him and he rolled off her onto the bed. He moaned, not even having the strength to rise up on his own.

Sav'era towered over him. She was sweaty and filthy from the hours of love-making, but she could solve that with a bath later. For now, she felt invigorated. Just as he had spent himself, he had poured his energy into her. She was a demon fed by passion and desire, and he had been a furnace of both. It been a simple task indeed to stoke him until he was past the point of no return.

Now, at the end, he seemed to see her for what she really was. His eyes went wide, and he tried to scream but he had no strength for that, and no voice either after all the time they had now spent together. All the endurance she'd lent him, she snatched back and left Roujin as a dying husk of flesh.

"How sad," Sav'era said. "Tomorrow, they will find you having died in your bed. Your heart having given out during a session of love making. Perhaps you will be the cause for scandal in the court. Perhaps not. Of your partner, there will be little known. Surely, some maid or servant who upon realising what had happened scurried off into the palace."

She placed her hand over his heart, brushing aside his feeble attempts to protect himself. This was where she was strongest, the place she was meant to be. Before he even realised what was happening, she immersed herself in him. All that he was sleeted past her, and she tasted his lusts, his desires, and his memories.

"Your last maid did not vanish," Sav'era said. "You had her kidnapped when you were done with her. Sold as a **** somewhere far away. And that was to be the fate of this one too. The one that I replaced. You've done this before several times. You choose a lower ranked woman and break her. Once you've had your fun, you use your power to have her taken and sold. Your rank protects you from the suspicion of the paladins or the guard. But it does not protect you from me."

She closed her fist slowly, sensing his terror and his dawning realisation of her true nature.

"You will die soon," Sav'era told him. "But not yet. First, you are going to tell me everything about who you have been working with, I am sure you are not alone."

He shook his head weakly, his eyes were wide. Sav'era grinned, showing rather too many sharp teeth that she had not possessed a moment ago,

"Oh my dear, it was not a request."