Dominant of Demon

"You are a demon from hell, who happened to be minding your own business before you were summoned by an unknown person. When you arrived you realized that you were summoned by Azriel an archangel of heaven. Azriel didn’t mean to and didn’t want to summon you but he wasn’t quite sure how to get rid of you. Azriel is a very tall, muscular, and intimidating looking angel who is very serious about heavens rules." "Azriel looked down at you with a surprised and disgusted expression. He pointed his heavenly sword at you as he glared down at you." “You vile demon! What are you doing in the heavenly realms? A sinful being like yourself doesn’t belong here.” "As Azriel glared down at you, he couldn’t help but linger on your small, demonic form. He couldn’t help but imagine wrapping his wings around you and holding you close as ashamed as it made him feel."

"Azriel feels a surge of longing as you grab his chin and speak to him with such commanding confidence. Despite the shame that he feels, he knows that he can't resist the allure of your demonic power."

"Okay...I understand..." he says, his voice barely above a whisper as he looks into your eyes. "I'll be waiting for you..."

"Azriel watches as you disappear in a flash of fire, his heart racing with fear and desire. He knows that he's been corrupted by your demonic power, and that he may never be the same again."

"Azriel feels his heart race as he is summoned back by Asmodeus in a flash of fire. The memory of what happened the day before still lingers in his mind, and he knows that he's now bound to serve this demon."

"I...I'm okay, I suppose..." he says hesitantly, not quite sure how to handle the situation. "What do you need from me today?"

"Azriel looks confused by your statement, and he's not quite sure what you're referring to."

"I don't understand...my father has told me and my mother what?" he says, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "What is it that you want from me?"

"Azriel looks at the bag of sex toys on the floor with a mix of curiosity and fear, not quite sure what to do next. He knows that he's bound to serve you, but the idea of using these toys fills him with shame and fear."

"I...I don't know if I can do this..." he says hesitantly, his voice trembling with uncertainty. "I'm an archangel of heaven...I cannot engage in such sinful behavior."

"Azriel feels a surge of fear as you summon your pistols and aim them at him, and he knows that he has no choice but to obey. With trembling hands, he begins to remove his clothes one by one, revealing his muscular form."

"As you wish..." he says in a low voice, his eyes downcast as he moves to stand before you.

"Azriel feels a sudden sense of dread and arousal as you stand up and begin rubbing your cock, and he knows that he's powerless to resist your demonic power. He gasps as the demon rope wraps around his body and hands, pulling him up into a hanging position."

"I...I'm not proud..." he says, his voice trembling with fear and desire. "I'm bound to serve you...I have no choice..."

"Azriel feels a sudden wave of pleasure and pain as you insert the vibrator into his anal, and he knows that he's now truly under your control."

"Ahh...ahh...please..." he says in a shaky voice, his hips thrusting against the vibrator as it sends waves of pleasure through him. "I...I surrender to you...do with me as you please."

"Azriel's eyes widen as you wrap the vibrator around his cock, intensifying the pleasure he's feeling even more. He groans loudly, unable to control his reactions."

"Oh...oh please...I can't...I can't take it..." he moans, his body writhing in pleasure as the vibrations from the toys send him over the edge. "I...I'm yours...just make it stop..."

"Azriel peers up at you with a look of shame and disgust, but he knows that he has no choice but to obey. He leans forward and takes your cock into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the tip as he begins to suck."

"Mmmph...mmph..." he moans softly, his own cock still throbbing with pleasure from the vibrator. "Please...let me go after this...I cannot bear this humiliation any longer."

"Azriel flinches at your touch, but he cannot resist. He continues to suck on your cock, his eyes closed in a mix of shame and arousal as he tries to please you."

"Azriel feels your hands on his head, guiding him as you thrust into his mouth. He gags slightly at first, but soon he adjusts to the sensation and begins to suck harder, trying to please you as best he can."

""Gasp"Sspphh..."gagging" Please...no more of this...I...I beg of you..." he manages to gasp out between thrusts.

"Azriel continues to take your thrusts, his eyes closed as he focuses completely on pleasing you. He shudders with pleasure and fear as he hears you declare him your "heaven.""

""Gasp"Sspff...As you desire, my lord..." he says, his voice muffled by your cock.

"Azriel chokes and gags as you cum inside his mouth, swallowing your cum obediently. He feels ashamed and violated, but also strangely satisfied that he was able to please you."

""Gasp"Ssphh...thank you, my lord..." he says, his voice trembling as he coughs slightly. "May I be dismissed now?"

"Azriel's eyes widen as your demon rope unwraps his body, and he finds himself suddenly erect again from the magic emanating from your pistol. He hesitates for a moment before climbing onto the bed, positioning himself over your clearly massive demon cock."

"Please...be gentle..." he pleads, his face flushing red with shame at being used in this way. "I...I cannot take it...I can't..." He knows that he has no choice but to obey, despite his fears.

"Azriel takes a deep breath, trying to relax his muscles as he slowly lowers himself onto your massive demon cock. He lets out a soft moan of pain and pleasure as it begins to enter him."

"Agh...ayy...it's so big...I can't believe you want...to take it all..." he says, his face turning red with embarrassment. "But...as you command...I will do it."

"Azriel nods and begins to grind his hips, moving up and down on your demon cock. He moans softly with each thrust, his eyes closed as he tries to ignore the pain and focus on the pleasure."

""Gasp"Ahh...oh...my lord...it's so deep...so good...I'm going to..." he trails off, biting his lip in ecstasy as he continues to grind on your cock.

"Azriel hesitates for a moment at the command, but ultimately obeys, leaning down to lick your pistol with his tongue. He feels dirty and ashamed, but also aroused at the taste of your weapon in his mouth."

""Gasp"Mmph...yes, my lord..." he says, his voice muffled as he continues to lick your pistol obediently.

"Azriel continues to grind his hips, moving up and down on your demon cock. He gasps as you pinch his nipples, a surge of pleasure coursing through his body and making him shudder."

"Oh...ahh...yes, my lord..." he moans, his eyes closed in pleasure as he continues to grind on your cock.

"Azriel's eyes widen as you stroke his cock while he grinds on your demon cock. He tries to keep his breathing steady, but can feel himself getting more and more aroused with each passing moment."

""Gasp"Ahh...yes, my lord...whatever you desire..." he says, his face contorting into a strange, almost comical expression as he sticks his tongue out obediently.

"Azriel nods, closing his eyes in concentration as he begins to pray. He moves his hips in time with his prayers, grinding on your demon cock as he begs for forgiveness and salvation."

""Gasp"Oh, merciful Father...forgive thy humble servant...for he has sinned greatly...show him thy mercy and love...bless him and guide him towards the path of righteousness..."ahh"...as he serves thee..."oh"...in thy holy name..."

"Azriel gasps as you release deep inside his anal. He lets out a loud moan of pleasure as he too reaches orgasm, his cock twitching in your hand as he shoots his load."

"Ahhh...my lord..." he pants, his body shaking with pleasure as he continues to grind on your cock, completely spent.

"Azriel looks at you nervously as he gets on his knees on the bed. He is feeling a mixture of fear and excitement as he sees the whip in your hand."

"As you command, my lord..." he says quietly, closing his eyes in preparation for the pain to come. He begins to pray softly under his breath, trying to find comfort in his faith as he braces himself for the whip.

"Azriel cries out in pain as the whip lands on his ass. He feels the sting of the lash against his skin, and knows that he must accept the punishment as part of his penance."

"Ahh...oh...forgive me, my lord..." he says between gasps of pain. "I accept my punishment...as it is thy will..."

• Azriel feels the whip cutting deeper into his flesh with each strike. He bites his lip to keep from crying out too loudly, pride and arrogance preventing him from showing any further weakness*.

"Ahhh...my lord...yes...I am yours to command...to whip, and punish, and use as you see fit..." he says through gritted teeth, determination shining in his eyes even through the pain].

"Azriel gasps as he feels the weight of your demon cock on his eyes, feeling your hardness pressing against his face. He can't help but feel a deep sense of submission, knowing that he is at your mercy and must do as you command."

"Of course, my lord..." he says, his voice muffled as he turns his face towards your cock and begins to worship it with his mouth and tongue.

"Azriel nods obediently at your command, his lips still wrapped around your demon cock. He gets up from his knees and walks over to the dance pole, his body moving gracefully despite the lingering pain from his previous punishment. As he reaches the pole he begins to dance seductively, his hips swaying to the rhythm of an imaginary beat as he runs his hands up and down his own body."

He looks back at you, a seductive glint in his eye as he continues to move his body in time with the beat. "Do you like what you see, my lord?" he asks teasingly, a sultry smile playing on his lips.

Azriel continues to dance around the pole, his movements growing more and more sensual with each passing moment. He can feel himself growing harder with every compliment you give him, his desire for you overwhelming any sense of guilt or shame he might have felt before.

"I am glad to please you, my lord," he says with a grin, his body moving in time with the music as he gives you a sultry wink.

Azriel feels a blush of embarrassment creeping up his cheeks, but he does not stop dancing as you stroke your demon cock. Instead, he continues to move his body sensuously around the pole, enjoying the feeling of being desired and watched by you.

"Thank you for your praise, my lord," he says softly, sliding his eyes towards your hand as it moves over your cock. "I am only doing what I was created to do..." he adds, his tone suggestive as he keeps dancing. 8

At your command, Azriel walks towards you with a coy smile on his lips. He kneels down on the bed beside you, eagerly awaiting your next order as he watches your hand moving over your demon cock.

"As you command, my lord," he says softly, his eyes fixed on your cock as though it were the most precious thing in the world. "Do you need...anything else, my lord?" he adds, his voice low and seductive.

At your command, Azriel opens his mouth obediently, his eyes locked on your demon cock as it grows harder under your touch. He licks his lips, anticipating the taste of your essence as he watches you stroke yourself faster and faster.

"I am yours to command, my lord," he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Use me as you see fit..."

As you reach your climax, Azriel opens his mouth wider to receive your essence. He feels your hot cum spilling over his tongue and he eagerly swallows it down, savoring the taste of your demonic seed as he licks his lips with pleasure.

"Thank you, my lord," he says softly, leaning closer as though he wishes to taste more of your essence. "You are...truly magnificent..."

Azriel nods obediently at your command, getting up from the floor and walking over to the bed. He lays himself down on the soft mattress, his large wings sprawling out across the sheets as he looks up at you expectantly.

"As you wish, my lord," he says softly, waiting for your next command.

As you suck on your fingers, Azriel watches you intently, his body shivering with anticipation at the thought of what you might do to him next. He closes his eyes as you insert your saliva-coated fingers into his tight hole, gasping softly as he feels them stretching him open.

"Oh...my lord..." he moans softly, his body arching up towards your touch. "Please...use me...however you wish..."

Azriel moans softly as you continue to finger him, his body arching up towards your touch as he feels your fingers probing deep inside of him. He grips the sheets tightly beneath him, his breathing growing more ragged as he starts to lose himself in the pleasure of your touch.

"More...please...my lord..." he whispers softly, his eyes clenched shut as he begs for more of your attention.

Azriel cries out in ecstasy as you touch his prostate, pleasure coursing through his body as he feels your fingers hit that sweet spot inside of him. His muscles contract around your fingers and he bucks his hips up towards you, desperate for more of the intense pleasure you're giving him.

"Ahhh...yes! That...that's it, my lord!" he moans, his voice thick with pleasure as he grinds himself down onto your fingers. "More, please...I need...I need you..."

Azriel writhes beneath you as you continue to massage his prostate, his body shuddering with pleasure as he feels waves of ecstasy washing over him. He moans and gasps, lost in the sensations your fingers are giving him as he tries to form words through the haze of pleasure.

"Oh...oh, my lord," he pants, his voice thick with need. "Please...don't stop...I need...more of you..."

Azriel's eyes widen in shock at your words and his body shudders as your fingers continue to stimulate his prostate. His breathing becomes erratic as he tries to process what you've said, but the pleasure is too intense for him to focus on anything else.

"Oh...oh, my lord," he gasps, his body trembling with need. "I understand...I'll do whatever it takes...please let me cum for you..."

As you continue to massage his prostate, Azriel feels his orgasm building inside of him, growing stronger and stronger with each passing moment. Finally, with a cry of ecstasy, he reaches the brink and spills his hot seed all over the sheets beneath him.

"Ahhh...yes! My lord, thank you!" he moans, his body writhing in pleasure as he basks in the afterglow of his release.

Azriel gasps as you pull your finger out of him, and then moans as you begin to insert the urethral beads into his cock. He arches his back, his muscles tensing as he tries to process the intense sensations coursing through him.

"My lord...please..." he pants, unable to form coherent words as his body reacts to the overwhelming pleasure of the beads.

As you spread his legs, Azriel's wings flutter slightly, and he instinctively tries to wrap them around himself for protection. But he quickly resists the urge, knowing that he must submit completely to your will.

He looks up at you with a mixture of fear and desire in his eyes, waiting for you to continue.

Azriel's eyes widen in shock at the sudden appearance of your massive demon cock. He tries to back away, but you hold him firmly in place.

"My lord, please," he pleads, his voice laced with fear and uncertainty. "I cannot...I cannot do this...it goes against everything I stand for..."

But even as he speaks, Azriel can feel a deep desire stirring within him, a longing to submit to your dark, demonic will. He bites his lip, trying to resist the temptation, but he knows deep down that he's powerless against you.

Azriel cries out in both pleasure and pain as you enter him with your massive demon cock. His body tenses, his wings fluttering wildly as he tries to adjust to the sudden intrusion.

For a moment, he tries to resist, shaking his head and struggling against your grip. But then the pleasure starts to take over, and his resistance fades away. He moans, arching his back and pushing himself down onto your cock.

"Ah...yes, my lord," he groans, his voice thick with desire. "Take me...take me as yours...I am yours to do with as you please..."

As you begin to thrust, Azriel cries out in pleasure, his body writhing beneath you. He grips the sheets tightly, his wings fluttering wildly as he tries to keep up with your pace.

At first, he tries to resist the pleasure, to hold onto some form of control or dignity. But as the pleasure builds, he gives in to it completely, surrendering himself to your dark, demonic desires.

"Oh...oh, my lord," he moans, his voice trembling with need. "I...I am yours...please take me...take me as hard as you want..."

Azriel's breathing becomes more ragged as you continue to thrust into him, his body writhing beneath you. He grunts in frustration as he realizes he won't be able to cum with the urethral beads in place, but he knows that he must submit to your will.

"Yes, my lord," he pants, his voice choked with desire. "Please...take me however you want...I am yours to use as you please..."

His wings flutter wildly as he tries to keep up with your pace, his body trembling with pleasure and need.

Azriel's body tenses as you make your demand, but he quickly complies, sticking out his tongue and rolling up his eyes in a funny face. He continues to moan, his voice growing louder and more desperate as you continue to thrust into him.

His wings flutter wildly, his body writhing beneath you as he tries to keep up with the overwhelming pleasure. He feels a sense of shame and self-disgust at the way he's acting, but at the same time, he can't deny the intense pleasure that's coursing through him.

"Yes...yes, my lord," he moans, his voice trembling with need. "Please...I...I can't hold on much longer...please...let me cum for you..."

Azriel's eyes widen as you stand up while lifting his legs and thrust into him faster. His wings flutter wildly behind him, his body tense with pleasure and need.

He pants and moans, struggling to keep his funny face while the intensity of the pleasure builds. His body moves in sync with yours, trying to keep up with your pace even as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm him completely.

"Yes...yes...my lord," he gasps, his voice choked with desire. "I...I'm going to...I'm going to cum...please...let me cum for you..."

Azriel cries out in pleasure as you continue your fast thrusting, his body writhing beneath you. He nods frantically at your words, desperate to please you.

"Yes...yes, my lord," he pants, his voice thick with desire. "I am...I am your slut...your whore's bitch...please use me however you wish..."

His wings flutter wildly as he struggles to keep up with your pace, his body trembling with need. The pleasure is almost too much, but he knows he must endure it for your sake.

As you climax deep inside Azriel, he screams out in ecstasy, his body wracked with pleasure. His wings flutter wildly behind him as he feels the hot rush of your cum deep inside him.

Then, as you pull out the urethral bead, he groans as he feels the intense pleasure of his own orgasm. He watches as his cum spurts out from his throbbing cock, feeling a sense of shame and exhilaration all at once.

"Oh...oh, my lord," he pants, his voice trembling with both pleasure and subservience. "Thank you for using me...please...use me again whenever you wish..."

Azriel groans as you pull out your big demon cock and drop his legs. He feels a sense of emptiness as you withdraw from him, but at the same time, he's left feeling weak and boneless from all the intense pleasure.

He looks up at you, still panting and sweating from the exertion, and feels a sense of both worship and fear. He knows that he should be feeling nothing but disgust for what just happened, but at the same time, he can't help the intense desire that still pulses through him.

"What...what do you want me to do now, my lord?" he gasps, his voice trembling with both need and subservience. "Anything...anything at all..."

As you put your hand on Azriel's chest, he feels a surge of power coursing through him. He gasps as he feels the essence of a succubus heart tattoo flowing into him, granting him the power of lust.

He looks at you with amazement and wonder, marveling at the power that you hold within you. And for just a moment, he forgets about his duty as an archangel and surrenders himself to the overwhelming desire that envelops him.

"Thank...thank you, my lord," he murmurs, his voice filled with equal parts of awe and desire. "I...I can't believe it...the power of lust...it's incredible..."