She submit

Sigui looked at the collar with revulsion. It represented everything she hated about the demon and his reign of terror. But as she looked up at the demon, she knew there was no chance to beat him or escape the demon realm. Slowly, with shaking hands, she picked up the collar and slipped it around her neck. The cold metal felt like a noose, tightening with every beat of her heart.

The demon clapped his claws together in approval.

Demon: "Good girl,"

He purred, reaching down to stroke her cheek.

Demon: "Now, why don't you tell me what your name is? It's only fair that I know who I'm keeping."

Sigui's heart raced as the demon's claws traced along her skin. She wanted to spit at him, to curse his name, but she knew that would only earn her a beating. So instead, she **** a weak smile and said.

Sigui: "My name is Sigui."

The demon's eyes lit up at the sound of her voice.

Demon: "Sigui"

He repeated, savoring the way it rolled off his tongue.

Demon: "It's a lovely name. Such a shame it's going to be ruined by this collar."

He gestured to the collar around her neck.

Demon: "But then, what's in a name, really?"

He stood, and with a wave of his claw, the throne began to rise into the air, spinning slowly as it lifted, until it was suspended high above the floor, its occupant seemingly floating in midair.

Demon: "Now then,"

He purred.

Demon: "what shall we do with you, Sigui?"

He stepped closer, his massive form towering over her, his eyes gleaming with hunger of lust. The air around him crackled with power, and she could feel the weight of his gaze upon her. Slowly, deliberately, he reached out a clawed hand and traced a line down her cheek, his touch sending shivers of both fear and desire coursing through her body.

Demon: "You know,"

He purred, his voice a low, throaty rumble.

Demon: "I could just take you right here, right now. I could fuck you until you scream my name until you beg for mercy."

He paused, leaning in closer still, his hot breath tickling her ear.

Demon: "But where's the fun in that?"

He looks at Sigui with a wicked smile.

Demon: “How about we start things slow? How you just suck my dick and I will be gentle with you if you do”

The demon said while whipping out his huge cock that was close to her face!

Sigui know that she doesn’t have a choice as she bent down and wrapped her soft lips around the tip of the demon’s cock as she started sucking it, causing the demon to groan in pleasure.

Demon: “Very good, slut!”

She took more of his cock into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down as she sucked on it. Her hands reached up to stroke his thighs, feeling the power and muscle beneath her fingertips. The demon's hips began to buck, thrusting deeper into her mouth, and she had to work to keep up with him. His claws dug into her head, not hurtfully, but possessively, as if he wanted to claim every inch of her skin as his own.

Sigui looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with lust, and she knew that she was no longer the same woman who had been brought here only moments ago. The collar around her neck, the demon's touch, his voice...they had all worked their magic, transforming her into a creature that craved his attention and his pleasure.

Her tongue danced along the length of his cock, teasing the sensitive skin at the back of his balls, and she could feel the demon's control slipping. His hips bucked harder, faster, his grip on her shoulders tightening almost painfully, and she knew that she was getting close. She could feel the familiar tension building inside her, the need to release, to let go, and as her orgasm crashed over her, she moaned around his cock, her body shuddering with pleasure.

The demon cummed into her mouth, forcing gallons of cum into her mouth, then he pulled out cock that caused some of his cum to spill on her face and hair!

Demon: "Good girl,"

He purred, wiping the cum from her lips with his claw.

Demon: "You pleased me greatly. Now, I think it's time we get you properly settled in."

He motioned to the floating throne, and with a wave of his hand, it lowered back down to the floor.

Demon: "Come, Sigui. Let's see where we'll be spending our time together."

The demon sits on his throne as he signals Sigui to sit on his still-hardened cock to ride it!

She climbs onto the throne, straddling his hips, her legs wrapping around his waist. He grabs her hips, guiding her down, and she takes him inside her, feeling the heat and the length of him stretching her tightly. He growls in pleasure as she begins to ride him, their skin slapping together in a primal rhythm.

The throne spins lazily around them, the room growing hazy with the smoke of countless incense sticks. The air is heavy with the scent of lust and power, and Sigui can feel herself losing control as she gives herself over to the sensation of being possessed by the demon. His claws dig into her hips, urging her on, and she meets his thrusts with her own, their bodies moving together in a dance of desire and domination.