Today is the day.

I woke up bright and early the next morning, feeling ready for what I planned.

It was partially going to be a show to impress Theo, to make him feel that following me would never be boring. And, partially, it was going to be something to mark my path, to make so I couldn't turn away from it. And, third, it appealed to the demon in my blood.

First things first, though.

I exited my barn, I'd had May leave it unlocked the night before, and started towards the latrine. Unfortunately, even a so-called demon king needed to use the privy.

Fortunately, I saw something delightful on the way there; Anna heading towards the outhouse in her nightgown. I smiled, feeling a throb in my trousers, and followed after. Somewhere from deciding to follow, and the point where I decided to act, my walk had become a prowl; some instinct in the blood.

By the time we reached the outhouse I was only ten meters behind her. She looked back at me and flushed, her face red and gleaming with sweat. "What're you doing here? You're suppose to be in barn."

I let my trousers fall, and chuckled as she shrieked and covered up her eyes. "Would you care to have a sip of this?"

She went utterly still as I started pissing in the grass. She started towards me with jerky movements as her body fought against the degrading impulse I'd implanted. I smiled as she knelt in the grass and mud and opened her mouth. I aimed my stream at the back of her throat and she began drinking the vile liquid as if it were the most delicious thing the world. Once I'd finished and the piss had stopped dripping from her chin, she went to all fours and began slurping at the muddy puddle I'd made.

I walked around behind her and pulled the plain nightgown up, exposing her wet pussy to the morning chill. "You must be cold, sweetie. Here, lemme warm you up."

She drank and cried in response.

I drove my cock into her pussy, forcing a wet squeak from her. She shivered, finally fulfilled, but soon remembered that I was ravaging her. She drew in breath to summon a scream once she finished lapping up my piss, but I was ready for her. I brought a finger forward and shifted it into a wicked black talon. "Scream and I cut your throat open."

She squeaked again and dropped her head in defeat. I smiled and slapped her ass, eliciting another squeaking moan. I pulled her by the hair, forcing her to look at me, and the demon in me practically purred as I stared at her filthy mud-smeared face. I thrust even harder, her ass rippling as I brought myself closer and closer to the climax. She wasn't even trying to fight me, she just shivered and cried.

How disappointing.

I pulled out and came all over her ass and back, rope after rope of viscous black cum spattering over her. She went still as the effect came over her, and I stood. I looked over her and gave her a simple command, "From now on any time someone slaps you, you'll offer them a blowjob in response. You'll do it, too, and hate every second of it. Now, stop crying and follow me."