“After all the fight you had in you, hear you are, kneeling before my throne, body aching with need.”

Chloe knelt there beneath the throne made of piled up bones. Her bruised knees trembling, the puddle of sweat on the floor below slowly turning to steam in the scalding air. It burned at her skin leaving it red and raw. She panted, not from exhaustion, but from desperation.

There on the throne sat her master, the great lord of nightmares, the eternal flame of darkness, the one who held claim to all of her deepest desires and depravity, Enzaor. His hand tugged on the chain grasped tightly in his grip, the links rippling downward to pull the collar around her neck tugging her to the floor. He smirked wickedly down at her.

”Beg for release and I shall set you free my darling.”

Chloe lifted her head off of the ground, her sweat drenched hair sticking to her face. She looked up over his magnificent form, her body aching to be filled to the brim. “Please master, make me yours.”

The alarm on Chloe’s phone jolted her from the dream with a gasp. She gripped her sheets tightly crying, her body aching with a need that unfortunately now would be kept just out of reach.

She groaned and gripped her phone from the bedside table and quickly turned off the alarm and slammed it into the bed next to her. She was so close. Just there, another minute and she would’ve gotten off. Now, instead, she lifted the sheets and slipped her hand beneath the waistband of her pajama pants and ran it between a pair of sticky thighs. Now she’d have to wait until after work to get off.

”That’s what I get for setting the alarm so late.” She groaned and pulled off her sheets with her free hand, the other absentmindedly running over her sensitive lips. She shivered.

“Maybe I can just.” She pressed her thumb against her swollen clit, knees immediately shooting to the side as she gasped. Her body lit up like a rocket and she had to bite her lower lip just to stop from crying out in pleasure. She shut her eyes tightly, immediately the image of her constant dream companion filled her mind.

She could feel his hands as they gripped her hips, slowly lowering her onto his throbbing cock. Chloe could feel him stretch her out wider than she had ever been before. Her body wanted, no needed this, to be claimed in a way nobody else could.

She gasped as two fingers found their way inside of her. It wasn’t enough, it never was. She quickly stuffed a third in, her thumb still hard at work on the bundle of nerves. She could hear the sound of how wet she was and it only excited her more. Her other hand quickly found its way to her left breast, squeezing.

”Say my name…” She could hear him whisper in her ear. Her lips trembled as sweat gripped her brow. “Say my name and let me set you free Chloe. Say my name and be mine…”

”Enzaor!” Chloe screamed, the orgasm erupting from within her like a roaring fire. Her hips broke free of the bed, fingers twitching violently within her as her toes curled in the sheets. She fell back against the bed, eyes still squeezed tightly shut, lips trembling as her breath came out in ragged, heavy gasps. She could feel the juices dripping down and against her butt and let out a soft giggle.

”You did so well my darling.” Chloe could hear him say against her ear. She could feel the warmth of his breath on her neck, the way his lips pressed lightly against her neck. “You’ve set me free. Now let me set you free.”

Chloe could only nod, whimpering softly. Her eyes opened drearily to look over at the demon standing within her room. His deep black eyes reflected her trembling form. Above them, two deep red horns pointed up, barely stopping just below the ceiling. His large muscular form, his bare chest carved from stone, his heavy arms gently brushing clawed fingers over her body. Flames licked off his fingertips burning away at the soaked fabric on her body, entrails of smoke wafting up into the air. She could feel the heat off of them but it didn’t hurt her. Two massive hooded legs stretched down to the floor, a spiked tail flicking behind them back and forth.

But there, between his legs, her master’s legs, sat a massive, throbbing cock. It was easily as long as her forearm and almost as thick. She could see the arousal dripping from the tip, waiting to be licked up by her. She needed to taste it. To feel it fill her entirely.

”Now my dear Chloe. Will you allow me to set you free.”

It wasn’t a question. It was a statement. She nodded eagerly, the cold air brushing over her small, but perky breasts. His fingers quickly found her left nipple pinching it between them. Chloe gasped whining in need.

”You must say it. I am bound by you word.” He leaned down, horns scraping against the bed’s wooden headboard. “Say you’ll be mine.” His voice whispered in her ear, tongue tracing along the edge of it softly.

”Set me free…” Chloe whined, the fingers still buried within her pumping furiously at her needy hole.

His hand quickly gripped her head, the palm pressing her tightly into the bed. His mouth wrapped tightly around her ear. Chloe panicked, hands flying upward to grip at his wrist. Reality set in for a moment into her, but only a moment before everything erupted in a fury of pain. 

The demon was saying something, speaking into her ear, no into her soul, no even further. It was as if whatever it was saying was penetrating right into her soul. She never believed she had one, but here she was, writhing in agony as something was pumped into her body. She flailed wildly with her hands, fighting against the stronger beast, anything to break free.

His tail shot upward, quickly pressing into her needy slit. The spikes must’ve disappeared inside because Chloe felt no pain, in fact, all she felt was, full. She felt full. For the first time in her life, she felt, full. Her arms slowly slowed their attack, as tears began to build slowly up in the corner of her eyes.

”What are you doing to me?” She whined, her hips pressing downward into the bed as she felt more of the tail start to thrust its way into her. This, it all felt so good. She knew she should be scared, but why when it was all so pleasurable.

”I’m setting you free but you must take the next step yourself.”

”What do I need to do?” Chloe asked, immediately the thoughts came flooding into her mind. Thoughts of such depravity the likes of which she had never experienced before. Images of sexual acts she could only imagine. Words of praise and degradation. She could see it all, every possible destiny for her, but one stuck out amongst the rest.

”I know what I need to do master. I am your willing slave, corrupt me with your poison and let me be reborn.” Chloe said her hands falling to her side limply. She left her mouth hanging open, waiting to be filled.

Slowly his hand removed from her face, his throbbing cock pressing against her lips to take its place. “You shall be reborn. I shall take all that you are and replace it with all you can be. Your mouth shall take all of me. You shall swallow my seed and feel it erase your thoughts. You shall part your legs for me, and I shall replace your mind with thoughts of pleasure. You shall bend yourself over for me and seal the pact with your body. Then we shall begin my conquest.”

Chloe could only nod. Her head bobbing along the length, more and more of it entering her throat. She began to realize she needed air, no wanted air. She needed master’s cock, everything else was irrelevant. Soon all those thoughts wouldn’t matter. Master would take them all and Chloe would finally be free.

He gripped her by the hair and pulled her off his cock. The tears began to fall freely from her face as she tried to pull forward. He smirked and slapped her face with his cock watching her shiver in delight. The demon laughed before grabbing her face once more pulling her all the way in.

Somewhere in the background, Chloe could hear her phone’s alarm ring but it no longer mattered to her. Chloe only had one thing on her mind. Pleasure. Each thrust of master’s cock in her mouth erased a little bit more of her. Each drip of his cum down her throat filled her with a new purpose, one of pleasure. Soon she wouldn’t even remember her name. Chloe came at the thought, her body trembling as she moaned around master’s glorious cock.

Without warning, Chloe felt it. She could feel his cock throb in her throat as he pulled her head all the way to the base. He shook softly as his cum poured down into her stomach. She could feel it swell as it quickly filled to the brim and yet the cum didn’t stop. She smiled, eyes rolling back into her head as cum began to erupt from around the seal of her mouth. 

Things began to go dark, she could hear master speaking as her head dropped back onto her pillow, cum leaking out of her mouth. The person who was once known as Chloe lay there smiling as sleep slowly overtook her. When she woke, she knew, she’d be perfect for master.

“You’re doing so good Kitten.”

Kitten looked up from where she sat licking at her master’s throbbing cock. She had spent the last four hours worshipping him while he spent it looking through the list of all of her friends. Soon the first two of them would be arriving for a party. Master was sure excited to make them good slaves like her and set them free. She couldn’t ever remember a time when she was so happy, she couldn’t even remember not being this happy before. It was as if everything outside of her time with master had been erased entirely from her mind. Not that Kitten minded, all Kitten cared about was making master happy. After all, if master was happy, she would get to ride his cock.

The doorbell rang and Kitten stopped licking and looked up at Master expectedly, her eyes glistening with excitement. He smirked and pet her head.

”Go get them Kitten. And remember what I told you to do and you’ll have plenty of new friends to play with.”

Kitten hopped up excitedly, her bare tits bouncing against her chest. Master had made sure they grew nice and big so she could give the best titjobs around. She was so happy, after all master knew best. And soon she’d have even more friends to worship master with. And that’s all she ever wanted.