Twisted Royalty: Princess of hell

(author note:first part of the chapter is a flashback)

The goth girl stood by the others in her group, carefully using small amounts of her power to corrupt them, to lead them into the darkness. It had all began three weeks ago, when she sat by Lucifer in hell, in the throne next to him, as is customary for a princess of hell.

Another day filled with nothing but complaints from low level demons, imps, shadows, poltergheists, the works. Usually they complained about the mid-level demons that stood above them, complaints about stealing their prey, their slaves, all their orc juices and hard earned Incubus Ale and Lucifer whiskey.

Today, however, their complaint was about her, about Princess Xalia Morningstar, daughter of Lucifer and a warrior angel her father had conquered in combat, and proceded to thoroughly dominate and fuck.

"My Lord Lucifer, Xalia has been too lax in her duties, she has only brought in three souls this month, and as if that wasn't enough, she has not even tortured anyone at all so far this year!"

Lucifer looked to his daughter seeking an anwer to these accusations, to which she simply shrugged. Taking that as a confirmation that the accusations were true, fury burned in his eyes.

"Leave us." he spoke but two words, and within moments the entire hall had been cleared, for such was the might of Lucifer.

Xalia rose up from her throne and stared Lucifer right in his eyes, she knew what he was going to say, he knew what she was going to say, as this was not the first time they had this particular arguement.

Back in the present, Xalia suddenly dropped all her thoughts and stopped dead in her tracks. she had sensed a massive dark power near her location, and the power she was sensing was only getting closer. At first she panicked, thinking her father had finally made good on his promise to send commander class demons after her, such as high-succu/incubae, or pain demons, but as she studied the power closer, she determined that the power was not demonic in nature, nor was it that of fallen angels.

Images of a shadow entered her mind, a shadow that had **** her to the ground, and had proceded to cover her in dark shadowy tendrils. Instantly, with the images in her mind and the dark powers she sensed as cause, her arousal spiked, and her pussy got wetter by the second.

Inside her mind the shadow began to take form, it was now humanoid in nature, and as the tendrils softly carressed her naked body, she noticed the shadow began to look more and more like a female.

Xalia's nipples hardened and stiffened, clashing and rubbing against the pvc top she was wearing, which only served to highten her arousal even more. Her pussy had gotten so wet she could actually feel her own juices dripping down her thighs.

Inside her mind, the shadow had taken even more form, and the form that Xalia looked upon was the most breathtakingly beautiful thing she had ever layed eyes on. Xalia pushed her ass up towards the shadow woman, placed her hand on her pussy and spread her lips, offering herself completely to the being this shadow belonged to.

Xalia heard the roar of a motorcycle, and the clouser the sound of the bike came, the closer the dark power came, this could only mean that whoever that shadow belonged to, was on that motorcycle.

The Motorcycle roared to a stop in the schoolyard, and off stepped easily one of the most gorgeous and sexy human females she had ever seen, heck, she could even give quite a few of the succubae a run for their money the way she looked. Next, her eyes transfixed themself on the rider of the motorcycle, and if Xalia had an actual functioning heart, the absolute beauty and dark divinity of the female rider would have been more than enough to stop it from beating, permanently.

Her, Xalia thought, She is the the owner of that delicious shadow and dark power, i want... no, i need her, i need to be with her, i need to serve her, mmmmm yes, finally, the one, the one i have been waiting for for a thousand years now, my Mistress has finally come to me.

Her soon to be Mistress locked eyes with her, and Xalia caught her breath, she could not look away, she didn't want to, she was absolutely lost in her eyes. And then, then her fondest wish came true, her soon to be Mistress beckoned for her to come forward.

Xalia stopped right in front of her soon to be Mistress, and still she could not remove her eyes from this creature, this being, her owner.

With lips befitting that of a goddess, her soon to be Mistress uttered but one simple word to her, a word that could not be misunderstood as anything other than her acceptance of Xalia as a ****.

"Kneel."