A way in

Mira was used to vigorous training. Her paladin training also involved long hours of trials, constant exercising, physical endurance and flexibility. She wasnt merely an apt student, her new teachers saw her thrive in her new role.

Marus watched her constantly. It amused him how she collected certain pieces of attire and jewelry for the sole purpose of using them as weapons if she ever needed them. A scarf to strangle him. A hairpin to stab his heart. A collar that could be used as knuckles. The list went on and on. And of course, once she convinced herself she would throw her life away needlessly if she ever though she could kill Marus, then she allowed herself to fully surrender herself to pure pleasure.

The incubus visited her in many different guises and forms. Sometimes he was a guard, others a monster. Her body knew him very well, but her mind refused to heed it. Marus saw her bloom from a virgin paladin to a well versed servant in but a few weeks.

Mira had her first chance after twelve weeks of training. Marus asked her to be taken to his room, and she was frankly dreading the thought. She was alone with him, the perfect chance.

"My lord called me" she said tamely

"I did. I was reminded the other day your training had gone on for a while now. Do you have anything to show?" Marus room reeked of sex, it was an altar to physical pleasure and debauchery.

"No my lord. your servant is dumb and disobedient." Pain. Of course Mira liked pain. She begged to be punished, and while the demon lord had other plans in mind, the gracious surrender she allowed herself after her lovely alabaster buttocks turned red was singular.

He mounted her after he was done spanking her, his thick and thicker cock sliding in and out of her wretched cunt. Mira didnt resist him, she was telling herself she was bidding her time, and embraced her orgasm when it arrived.

Her felatio techniques also improved tremendously. She cleaned his cock with her tongue, licking every small bit of his skin, but paying special attention to its purple bulging head. Her hands werent idle either, for they pleased his balls with gentle caress, She moaned gently as she serviced him, and her eyes sought his approval. he gave to her, as a mouthful of sweet cum.

He laid back and let her take her next action, pretending to be exhausted. Of course his taunt cock showed he was still ready for more. Mira reached for her silver hairpin, and freed her hair. She let the golden mane flow wild. She mounted him, poising his cock to enter her nether entrance.

"Goddess Marus...." she profaned as his cock **** her tight anus open. it was slippery and wet, and it still hurt like hell. Like she wanted and deserved. She was but midway when her eyes locked on him. They werent submissive and pliant anymore, she was a tigress now. She tossed her hair from one side to the other. Marus caressed the legs that pinned him. She began to buck back and forth, each thrust impaling herself further down. She lavished him in praise, how big his cock was, how stretched she felt. But she was still holding her silver hairpin tightly.

Mira fucked like there was no tomorrow, bringing herself to three orgasms only a few minutes apart. In the last, and with frantic stimulation of her exposed clitoris, she even squirted all over the incubus body, showering him with her glittering love juice. She finally fell asleep on top of him, her spirit temporarily free of her bondage.

Mira never stopped clutching a weapon while fucking Marus, but neither she had courage to strike him down after she finally learned of his deceit. By then it was too late, the devil triumphed, she was paraded and exposed to her former companions and allies, the broken paladin was living proof that resistance was futile. All they could do was libertine surrender.