Will the demon keep his promise?

A woman who, just a few hours ago, was the unquestioned ruler of the world, after long deliberation, finally bent her knees and knelt before a vile demon. Juices flowed from her high-born pussy, traces of numerous assaults. They were also all over her body. It was most noticeable in her hair. Victoria had always been very proud of her long, raven-black hair that reached her waist. She had spent many years strengthening it, partly with magic, but thanks to that, it was undoubtedly the most beautiful hair in the entire empire. Or at least it had been a dozen or so minutes ago—now it was entirely smeared with the juices from her pussy. Needless to say, the demon was delighted with the sight; it was rare for him to have a pussy from high society, let alone one from a royal family.

"Come on, Your Highness, get to work!"

Victoria obediently began to pleasure the demon. Her pale face was now red with humiliation.

The demon, on the other hand, was thoroughly pleased. The damn ruler of the world was tending to his cock like a brothel whore. Victoria had certainly never performed oral sex before and was definitely not skilled at it, but that didn’t matter—the pleasure of humiliating a woman of her stature was too great. Still, to further **** her, he said:

"Where did you learn to suck like that? You’re better at this than many prostitutes."

Victoria, with his cock in her noble mouth, didn’t respond.

After a moment, the powerful sorceress brought the demon to climax. Unfortunately, since he was a demon, his cock couldn’t splatter her face with cum, but she was probably dirtier than she had ever been in her life.

"I did what you wanted, now set me free, said Victoria, still kneeling.