Fuck the Devil

The world seems to blur.

You walk down the hall. It is truly opulent. Gold leaf inlays, marble, sculptures, it is truly over the top and very befitting of father. Your clothes, though tight, black and extremely revealing, make you itch. You’d rather be naked, of course, father’s palace, father’s rules.

Many of fathers sycophants are gathered by various marble pillars. One leers at you. You think his name is Visivious.

“Lucial, I almost didn’t recognize you with clothes.”

His friends snicker.

You’d like to rip his demonic cock from his body and shove it down his throat. Unfortunately, father requires decorum here.

“You’d see me naked a lot more, Visivious, if your cock was larger than a Syphric imp.”

His friends snicker. He scowls at you.

You continue walking.

Soon you reach a massive iron door. Only one with father’s blood may pass. You pull with demonic strength and the door creaks open. You walk through and it slams behind you.

You weave your way through the empty halls toward father’s bedroom. There is no door on the room and no modesty is required. A half dozen naked demonic harlots lounge in his enormous bed., their red skin contrasting with the black satin sheets. Father sits up and yet still manages to look regal.

“Hello, dear daughter. How is my Lucial?”

This next part is tricky. You need to seduce him and steal enough of his power to destroy your mother, but not so much that he gets angry, forgoes his pride and takes it back.

“Quite well, father.” You drop your dress and pose sexily. “I was hoping you’d show me the magnificent cock mother talks so much about.”

“Really? You desire my rod of lordly might? You know that’s a sin?”

“Of course, father, that just makes it even hotter.” You purr.

“Then come, join me.”

You gracefully hop on the bed and crawl to him. The harlots stare at you, their envy plain to see.

By the time you reach him he is hard and tenting the sheets. You daintily pull them away and give him a wicked grin. You arch your back, thrusting out your massive, red, gravity defying tits and spread your legs showing him your soaking wet canyon.

He parts you and you feel his cock shaping itself to fit you perfectly.

“Fuck me!” You yell.

He starts slowly and it feels fantastic. Now you understand why no demoness who has bedded him will disobey his commands. You use your demonic muscles to massage his cock. Still with each thrust you grow closer to climax.

You try to hold back, but you find you can’t. You feel the dam break and a titanic orgasm rolls over you. He continues thrusting and you feel him twitch.

“Fuck!” You feel him cum.

As he sprays your insides with his unholy seed and you steal a sliver of his power. You hope it is enough, as you are barely coherent.

He looks at you and grins evilly. “Aren’t you a naughty girl.”

For a moment you fear he is going to kill you.

You wake with a start. You look down at your hand holding the whip. It looks slender and feminine.

“Lorelei, I think I need to go see Katy,”

“I’ll drive you, Master.”

“I think I may need to stop using the whip.”

“Whatever for, Master? It feels so nice when you draw from it’s power.”

“You can feel that?”

“Oh, yes! It feels so yummy. It makes my pussy so wet.”

“Interesting. I must talk to Katy.”