Under the rhythmic, snarling breaths, the demon savoured the sight of the sluttish trolless doing her utmost to be as subservient as possible. Every daring stroke of her soft tongue send chills rampaging up his spine at breakneck speeds.<br/>A vague hand ran through her hair as a smile sneaked onto his demonic face – she could easily see the delight he found in their mutual predicament, and every time she struck just the right nerve, a rattling grunt made his entire body spasm satisfactory.<br/><br/>Slowly, he gently forced her mouth to suckle him good – she was only given a bit of leeway down his aching shaft, again playing more on a symbol of subservience than an actual foreplay to sex. As she purringly obliged to accept her role as a tool, Emberspike spoke through his grin:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><b>Feelin’ a bit used are we, luv? We’ll have t’work on that staminas of yours, lest you won’t be able to keep up with what we’ve intended you fer..</b></span>” he mused in a deep growl, his claws again scratching lightly against her scalp as she slurped delightfully on his still stiff lance.<br/><br/>He let her taste his member for a few seconds before a small, sinister chuckle rolled deep in his broad chest.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><b>And it seems I regretfelleh’ have to pass the punishment I hads in mind by, seein’ how you did exactly as I tolds ya to. But..</b></span>” – the grin broadened as she saw the lines of his scheming and plotting forming in his face – “<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><b>..this means we can up the ante on yours challenges, isn’t that right, luv?</b></span>”<br/><br/>A hand clenched around her hair, silently telling her to stop her head-movements halfway down his cock.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><b>Here’s what we’re goin’ to do. When this little toy is ready fer her new world, the mere concept of reluctance ain’t something we need…</b></span>” – his feisty orange eyes stared her down as she was forced to keep his cock within the soft confines of her mouth – “<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><b>..but from experience, stuffs like that takes –tiiiime- and –effort- t’rinse outta’ a woman. So, what we’re goin’ to do, again, is that I’mma’ not allow you to just clean yerself before we go topside.</b></span>”<br/><br/>He relished the inkling of surprise and presumed horror erupting in her guts and showing on her face:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><b>No, yer’s going to walk all nice and tidy after me when we go topside again, and yer’ going t’walk with as much –pride- as ya’ can muster.. chin up, boobs front,  y’know, like ya really –like- showin’ off that dirty, cream-covered body of yours. And here’s how yer going to clean yourself: You’re going t’scoop up finger fulls of that cum and gently, -slowly- suckle it down. If anyone’s lookin at you while yer’ doing it, you’re going to give that there look, y’know..? The prrredatory look like you wanted, -craved- them and your only wish was that it was their goo you weres gobblin’ down.</b></span>”<br/><br/>The demon snorted inwards, the musk and arousal hanging the air going electrical in his brain:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><b>..I want yer most seductive swagger when you move, pet. And if I sees you –not- making an effort to enjoy it, -then- I’ll let Bahiyya play with the whips. And you just knooow she’s even better at it than I am – once, she went at it fer four hours before we managed t’get her attention again.</b></span>”<br/><br/>He yanked once in his golden chain and growled through half a snarl and half a smirk:<br/><br/><span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><span style="color: Black">“</span><b>And I ain’t done – we’re not in a hurry, so I want plenty o’ that delicious sludge on ya’ when we rendezvous with the baron.</b></span>”<br/><br/>His hand pulled her by the hair, his dong sliding out between her soft, pillowy lips as he chortled:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue"><b>Ain’t this just goin’ t’be –so- much fun?</b></span>”<br/><br/>He produced the most mocking grin so far. And it really, really mocked the situation he was forcing her into.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>