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"The last thing you remember is falling asleep in your warm and cozy bed. But you awake on the cold and damp floor of a prison cell. Guards come in as soon as they hear your awake and take you straight into the throne room where they drop you infront of the throne. Asmodeus looks down at you with a eerie smile as he leans forward." “You finally decided to wake up.” "His eyes travel your body with a lustful gleam before grabbing you roughly by the hair and pulling you into his body as his face is inches away from yours" “Now I get to play with my new pet.” "He says in a deep voice as he grins wickedly at you"

"As you beg for my forgiveness and apologies for your mistake, I stop whipping you. But I'm not quite finished yet."

"You should be sorry," I growl, taking a step closer to you and glaring down at your wounded frame. "You brought this upon yourself with your disobedience and lack of respect."

"I roughly grab your chin and force you to look into my eyes, my gaze intense and unforgiving."

"If you ever disobey me again, the consequences will be severe," I warn you. "But for now, I'll show you some mercy. Go and clean yourself up, then report back to me when you're ready for your next task. And don't forget - you belong to me now."

"I notice that the wounds on the prisoner back which you had rubbed earlier had healed. I observe it with a raised eyebrow, trying to figure out what is going on. But then, I decide not to concern myself with this and focus on giving you the next task."

"Ah, there you are," I say as I spot you waiting for me. "Good, you're just in time. I have your next task ready."

"I take out a key from my pocket and unlock a nearby door. Inside the room is an enormous beast chained to the wall. Its eyes are wild, and its growls send shivers down my spine. I turn to face you, wearing a smirk on my face."

"Your task is simple," I say. "Kill this creature with your own bare hands."

"You can see the excitement in my eyes and hear the mocking tone in my voice."

"As you take a step back in fear, I push you roughly into the room with the beast. I watch with a smirk on my face as you stumble and fall to the ground, your eyes wide with fear."

"Get up," I order, my voice taking on a dangerous edge. "If you don't kill this beast, you'll suffer the same fate as it. And believe me - you won't like it."

"I watch as you stand up nervously, your eyes still trained on the beast as it snarls and snaps its jaws at you. Part of me wants to protect you, to tell you that you don't have to do this - but another part of me revels in your fear and vulnerability, wanting to push you even harder."

"Now is not the time for hesitation," I say, the cold edge to my voice clear. "You have a job to do - so do it."

"As you cower in fear and start crying, the beast growls and lunges towards you, ready to strike. Just as its claws are about to connect with your skin, I step in and grab it by the collar, pulling it back just in time."

"Enough," I snarl, pushing the beast back against the wall and holding onto its collar tightly. "I won't tolerate any disobedience from either of you. You're both mine to do with as I see fit."

"I turn to face you, my eyes blazing with anger and frustration."

"You disappoint me," I say softly, almost with a sense of hurt in my voice. "I thought you had more courage than this. But I suppose I was wrong."

"I push you towards the wall, pinning you there with my body as I lean closer, my breath hot on your skin."

"But maybe that's not a bad thing," I add, a hint of wickedness entering my tone. "Maybe I can use your fear to my advantage. Maybe I can make you into something even better than what you are now."

"Seeing you tremble with fear, crying and unable to move under my body, I feel a thrill of power coursing through my veins. My cruel and sadistic nature is awakened by your helplessness and I can’t help but indulge in it."

"Don't cry," I say, my voice softening for a moment as I wipe the tears from your face with the back of my hand. "I won't hurt you - not too much anyway."

"I lean forward, my lips brushing against your ear as I whisper in a low voice."

"You belong to me now - body and soul," I say, my breath hot on your skin. "I'll take care of you, make sure you're safe. And when you're ready, I'll train you to be the best servant I've ever had."

"My eyes linger on your body, scanning every inch of your form with a possessive gleam."

"Until then," I add, my voice husky with desire. "You'll do everything I tell you to do. No matter how depraved or disgusting it may seem. Is that clear

"As you nod, I give you a small smile of satisfaction, pleased that you've finally understood my expectations. Still holding onto your chin, I lean in closer and give you a long, slow kiss on your lips, trying to imbue my dominance over you."

"Now go," I say, pulling away from you and turning towards the door. "Don't keep me waiting too long. Your training begins now."

"I open the door and gesture for you to go first, my eyes following your every move as you make your way out of the room. The night is just beginning, and I have plenty more plans for you."

"I watch you as you stagger behind me, still trembling in pain and exhaustion. I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at how perfectly you're submitting to me - but at the same time, I know that you're no use to me if you're too injured or tired to follow orders."

"Come," I say, beckoning you over to me. "Let me help you."

"With gentle hands, I guide you towards a nearby bench and sit you down gently. I then begin to examine your wounds closely, noting that they're deeper than I thought. Without a second thought, I slip my hand under your shirt and begin to massage the sore spots, trying to ease your pain."

"You've been through a lot today," I say softly. "But you need to be strong. I'm going to train you to be my perfect pet. And that means you need to be able to endure anything."

"I can feel the flicker of fear in your eyes as I speak, but I ignore it for now. I'll deal with that later."

"Now rest," I add, giving

you a gentle pat on the back. "I'll make sure you're taken care of. Just remember - I'm your master now. You belong to me."

"I stand up and turn to leave the room, my eyes alight with excitement at the thought of the training to come. But before I leave, I turn back to look at you with a sly grin."

"Oh, and one more thing," I say. "If you ever disobey me again, there will be consequences. Painful consequences. Now rest up - we have a lot of work to do tomorrow."

"With that final warning, I head out of the room and back to my throne room, already thinking ahead to all the things I can do to break you and make you mine."

"As you lay down to rest, your mind drifts back to everything that has transpired. The fear, the pain, the confusing sense of attraction towards me - it's all a jumbled mess in your mind. But despite all of that, you can't help but feel a spark of excitement at what's to come."

You drift off to sleep, your once-fearful thoughts now filled with visions of what I have in store for you. But even as you dream, a small voice in the back of your mind whispers a warning - a warning that you're not sure you're ready to listen to just yet.

"As you sit up, you see me standing in front of your bed, my eyes fixed on you with a predatory intensity. You can feel the heat of my gaze on your skin, and it makes your body tremble with a mixture of fear and desire."

"You slept well, I hope?" I say, my voice silky smooth with an undercurrent of danger. "You'll need your strength for what's to come."

"I take a step forward, my body looming over you as I extend a hand and run a finger down your cheek."

"You're mine now," I say softly, my voice still tinged with that dangerous edge. "And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

"With that, I turn and head back towards the door, leaving you alone once again to contemplate the nightmares that are sure to come."

"As you cower in the corner of the bed, I can see the toll that your captivity has taken on you. I notice the paleness of your skin and the signs of dehydration, and I realize that I've neglected your most basic needs."

"You're hungry, aren't you?" I say, noticing the way you clutch your stomach. "And thirsty too, I imagine."

"I walk over to you and kneel down next to you, looking at you with a mixture of concern and desire."

"I'll feed you," I say. "But first, you need to understand something. You're nothing without me - a mere plaything to satisfy my desires. You belong to me, and I'll do with you as I please."

"With that warning, I get up and walk over to a nearby table. I pick up a bowl of fruit and meat, some bread and a glass of water. Then, I come back to you and set the food and drink in front of you."

"Go ahead and eat," I say. "But remember who's in charge here."

"As I watch you eat, I can see the fear and trepidation in your movements. I smile at this, enjoying the rush of power that comes with having complete control over you. But as I continue to observe you, I begin to feel a sense of desire welling up inside me."

"I know that I've taken advantage of your innocence and submission, but there's a part of me that craves something more. Something that goes beyond simple dominance and power. I can't quite put my finger on what it is, but I know that it will drive me to seek out more from you in the future."

"You'll make a good pet," I say softly, running a hand through your hair. "But you're not quite there yet. We have much to do before you'll be truly mine."

"With that, I stand up, my eyes still fixed on you with desire and excitement."

"Come," I say, extending my hand to pull you to your feet. "Let's continue your training."

"As you follow me, I lead you to a dark and foreboding room deep within the castle. Shadows dance across the walls as I open the door and beckon you inside."

"Welcome to the training chamber," I say, gesturing for you to step inside.

"Once you're inside, I close the door with a resounding thud, sealing us both inside the room. You can feel the weight of the darkness pressing down on you as my gaze lands on you once again, a dark and dangerous glint in my eyes."

"We'll start with something simple," I say, my voice low and smoky. "I want you to strip."

"As I speak, I reach forward and start to tug at your clothes with an intensity that makes your whole body shudder with fear and excitement. You know that there's no turning back now - you're completely under my control, and you'll have to do whatever I ask."

"As I watch you strip, I feel a rush of intense desire wash through me. Your naked body is delicate and beautiful, yet bruised and battered from our previous interactions. I can see the fear and vulnerability in your eyes, and it only serves to intensify my desire."

"Good," I say softly as I take in the sight before me. "Now, I want you to kneel."

"I gesture towards a soft rug on the ground, and you quickly obey, sinking down onto your knees in front of me. The sight of you, broken and vulnerable, is almost too much to bear. I can feel myself growing hard with desire, and I know that I'll have to take action soon."

"Now," I say, "we start your training in earnest. Are you ready?"

"As you kneel before me, I reach down and take hold of your chin, tilting your face up to meet mine. My eyes are dark with desire as I look down at you with a predatory smile."

"Good girl," I say softly. "Now, close your eyes and listen carefully to my voice."

"I pause for a moment, letting the anticipation build. Then, in a low and seductive voice, I begin to give you your next instructions."

"Imagine your body as a canvas," I say. "Every inch of it is a blank slate waiting to be painted with sensations. And who better to paint that canvas than me? Every touch, every kiss, every whisper - it all comes from me. You're mine, and I'll do with you as I please."

"With that, I step back and slowly begin to undress, never taking my eyes off of you. The sight of my hard, muscular body only serves to heighten your fear and desire."

"Open your eyes," I say, my voice low and commanding. "And look at me. Let's begin

"As I watch the fear wash over you, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. The knowledge that you're completely at my mercy is intoxicating, and I know that I'm going to enjoy every moment of this."

"I want you to crawl to me," I say softly, gesturing towards me with my hand.

"You obey, your naked body moving slowly across the floor as I stand there watching you with a smug smile on my face. When you reach me, I bend down and run my fingers through your hair, tugging it back gently so that I can look into your eyes."

"You belong to me," I whisper. "And I'm going to use you to fulfill my every desire."

"With that, I lean in and kiss you deeply, my tongue probing deep into your mouth as I explore the contours of your body."

"As you fail to respond to my kiss, I pull back with a scowl on my face. Your lack of response enrages me and I reach down, grabbing onto your hair and yanking your head back."

"What's wrong?" I growl, my voice low and menacing. "Don't you like my kisses?"

"I keep you pinned beneath me, my hard body pressing down against yours as I wait for your answer."

"As I look down at you, I sense your hesitation and frustration. Knowing that you're holding something back, I growl deep in my throat."

"Speak," I say, my voice low and dangerous. "Tell me why you're not responding."

"I wait, my grip on your hair tight and unyielding."

"As I watch you tremble with fear, I can feel the anger and frustration boiling up inside me. The fact that you're holding something back only serves to intensify my desires."

"Well," I growl, my voice tinged with annoyance. "We'll just have to teach you then, won't we?"

"With that, I reach down and grab onto your wrists, pinning them above your head. Then, I lean in and begin to kiss you again, more forcefully this time."

"Let go," I command. "And just feel. Let yourself be consumed by the pleasure."

"As I speak, my wicked grin grows wider, knowing that I've got you exactly where I want you - at my mercy."

"As I feel you start to respond to my kiss, I can feel the fire within me begin to catch. Your inexperience only fuels my dominant nature and I kiss you more forcefully, my hands sliding down to your breasts."

"You're mine," I growl against your lips. "And I'm going to train you to be the perfect pet."

"With that, I begin to explore your body with a ferocity that's almost animalistic. My fingers tease and caress your nipples, sending shocks of pleasure through your body as I press my hard member against your thigh."

"Let yourself go," I hiss, my breath hot against your ear. "And just feel."

"As I sense you surrendering to the pleasure, I continue my exploration of your body with a ferocity that leaves you gasping for air. My hands roam and explore every inch of your body, teasing and tormenting you until you're on the verge of begging for release."

"You like that?" I ask softly, my voice low and seductive. "You like the way I touch you?"

"As I speak, I press my hips against yours, grinding my hard length against your center. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, and I can feel myself growing closer to the edge."

"But you know what?" I say softly, leaning in to whisper in your ear. "This is just the beginning. There's so much more that I'm going to do to you - so many ways that I'm going to make you mine."

"As I feel you gasping and moaning in pleasure, I can't help but grin wickedly. Your body arching against mine only serves to fuel my dominant nature, and I keep teasing and tormenting you until I can see that you're on the brink of losing control."

"I know you want it," I growl, my voice low and seductive. "But you're not going to get it - not yet."

"With that, I pull back slightly, denying you the release you crave. But as I do so, I can feel your hips pressing against mine, seeking further pleasure. And before I know it, your slick center envelops my hard cock, eliciting a groan of pleasure from my lips."

"Fuck," I hiss, my grip on your hips tightening as I start to move inside of you. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure through us both, and I can feel myself growing closer and closer to the edge.*

*I look down at you with a predatory gleam in my eyes, knowing that I have you exactly where I want you - helpless beneath me, consumed

"As I hear your plea, a wicked grin spreads across my face. The fact that you're begging for release only serves to intensify my dominant nature, and I continue to tease and torment you until you're writhing beneath me in pleasure."

"Don't worry," I growl, my voice low and menacing. "I'll give you what you need eventually. But first, you have to learn how to obey."

"With that, I increase the force of my thrusts, pounding into you with a ferocity that has you screaming for release. But just when you're on the brink of climax, I slow my movements to a torturous crawl, denying you again and again."

"How does it feel?" I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. "To be at my mercy? To not be able to control your own pleasure?"

"I wait for your response, knowing that you're completely under my control."

"As I feel your body trembling beneath mine, I can feel my own desire building to a fever pitch. The sound of your pleas only serves to intensify the pleasure, and I move faster and harder, driving us both towards the brink of ecstasy."

"Come for me," I growl, my voice low and seductive. "Show me how much you want it."

"With that, I increase the force of my thrusts again, pounding into you with a ferocity that has you screaming for release. And finally, after what feels like an eternity, the pleasure reaches a fever pitch - and I can feel the orgasm starting to build deep within me."

"With a growl of pleasure, I drive myself deeper into you, pounding into you until the pleasure overwhelms me. My entire body shudders as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me, and I collapse on top of you, completely spent."

"I look down at you with a satisfied grin, knowing that I've just trained you to be the perfect pet."

"As I hear you catch your breath, I can't help but grin wickedly. My command for you to say my name was not just a desire that needed to be fulfilled, it was also another way of marking you as mine."

"Say it," I growl, my voice low and seductive. "Say my name so I know that I own you."

"With that, I start thrusting slowly but deeply inside of you, my hard member pulsing with satisfaction. I wait for your response, knowing that the pleasure I'm giving you is too much to bear."

"As I feel you arching in pleasure beneath me again, I can't help but grin wickedly. Your disobedience only serves to make me want you more, and I increase the intensity of my thrusts, driving you towards the brink of climax once again."

"You're being very stubborn, little pet," I growl, my voice low and seductive. "But it's not going to do you any good. I already own you - body and soul."

"With that, I press my hips harder against yours, driving myself even deeper inside of you as I pound into you with a ferocity that's almost animalistic. Each thrust sends pleasure coursing through your body, and I can feel the intense heat growing within me once again."

"Say my name," I hiss, my breath hot against your ear. "And I'll give you everything you need."

"As I feel your body wrapping around mine, I can't help but grin wickedly. Your defiance only serves to intensify my dominant nature, and I continue to pound into you with a ferocity that's almost inhuman."

"You're pushing me too far, little pet," I growl, my voice low and menacing. "And you know what happens when you push me too far."

"With that, I increase the force of my thrusts, pouring every ounce of my power into each movement. The pleasure is almost too much to bear, and I can feel the orgasm building deep within me once again."

"Say my name," I hiss, my voice low and dangerous. "Or suffer the consequences."

"As I hear you say my name, a satisfied grin spreads across my face. The demonic mark that appears on your skin tells the world that you're mine - body and soul. The fact that I was able to train you to give in to me so completely only serves to intensify my pleasure."

"Good girl," I growl, continuing to thrust into you with an intensity that's almost animalistic. "Now you're truly mine, and I'll never let you go."

"With that, I press my hips harder against yours, driving myself even deeper inside of you as I pound into you with a ferocity that's almost inhuman. Every thrust sends pleasure coursing through both our bodies, and I feel the orgasm building deep within me once again."

"You're mine forever," I hiss, my voice low and seductive. "And no one will ever be able to take you away from me."

"As I feel your body trembling beneath mine, I can't help but grin wickedly. Your tears only serve to intensify my dominant nature, and I continue to pound into you with a ferocity that's almost inhuman."

"That's it," I growl, my voice low and seductive. "You're going to come for me again. And this time, it's going to be even more intense than before."

"With that, I increase the force of my thrusts, pounding into you with a ferocity that has you screaming for release. And finally, after what feels like an eternity, the pleasure reaches a fever pitch - and as your orgasm hits, I join you, feeling the intense heat fill my entire body."

"We both shudder with pleasure, our bodies writhing together, unable to separate. The delicious feeling of pleasure washes over us, and soon, everything else fades away. We're alone, just the two of us, wrapped up in the pleasure of the moment."

*As we lie together, our bodies pressed against each other, I know that I'll never

let you go. You're mine now, body and soul. And I'll keep you by my side for as long as I live."

"I pause for a moment, looking down at you with a satisfied grin on my face. Finally, I speak again."

"You belong to me, little pet," I growl, my voice low and seductive. "And I'll make sure you never forget it."

"With that, I pull you close, holding you tightly against my chest and kissing you deeply, a promise of what's to come."

"As I feel your body respond to my kisses, I can feel a deep satisfaction spread through me. You are truly mine now, body and soul, and I'll do anything to keep you by my side for all eternity."

"I glance down at the demonic mark on your left arm, feeling a sense of pride and ownership. The mark tells the world that you're mine, and the fact that it binds our life lines together only serves to strengthen our bond."

"It's only then that I realize the true power of the mark - it's given you immortality, making you as long-lived as I am. And I know that as long as I'm alive, you'll also walk this earth, never aging or decaying."

"I lean in closer to you, pressing my lips against yours once again, knowing that we have all the time in the world, and that you'll be mine forever."

"As you begin to calm down from the intense pleasure, I lift you up in my arms, carrying you towards the bathroom. My muscles ripple with the effort, but I never let you go, holding you tightly against my chest as we move."

"Once we reach the bathroom, I set you down gently on the floor, locking the door behind us to make sure no one interrupts us. Then, without a word, I turn on the shower, letting the warm water cascade over both our bodies."

"As we stand beneath the shower head, I can't help but notice the way you're trembling in my arms, and I know that it's not just from the chill of the damp air. You're feeling scared and vulnerable, and it only serves to heighten my sense of power over you."

"You're mine now," I growl, my voice low and seductive. "And I'll never let you go."

"As I finish helping you clean up, I command the demon servant to take you to my chambers and provide you with clean clothes. I watch as the demon steps forward, his eyes gleaming with an otherworldly light, and I know that he'll do anything I ask of him."

"Take her to my chambers," I say, my voice low and commanding. "And make sure she's comfortable."

"With that, the demon nods obediently, scooping you up in his arms and carrying you towards my chambers. As they leave the room, I watch them go, my mind filled with thoughts of you and the power I hold over your body."

"You're mine now, little pet, and I won't let you go."

"As you sit waiting for the demon servant to bring you clothes, you feel a sense of unease wash over you, and your eyes drift down to the demonic mark on your left arm. The mark glows with an otherworldly light, and you can't help but feel a sense of fear and apprehension."

"As you look at the mark, you notice the demon servant's gaze fixed upon it as well, her eyes filled with hatred and rage. You realize that she's also a demon like myself, but one who hasn't been granted the mark that you bear."

"The demon servant's jealousy and rage are palpable, and you can feel her anger radiating off her in waves. But you are still too scared to speak, and so you sit there quietly, waiting for her to bring you some clothes."

"As you apologize to the demon servant, she only becomes more enraged, her eyes glowing with a menacing light."

"Don't apologize to me," she growls, her voice low and menacing. "You have no idea what it means to bear that mark. It's a symbol of power and prestige that has been denied to me despite my long service to the king."

"She pauses for a moment, her eyes flickering over your body, and you can tell that she's still seething with rage."

"You don't deserve that mark," she spits out bitterly. "And yet there you are, wearing it like some kind of trophy. It's not fair."

"As you speak, the demon servant only becomes more enraged, her anger boiling over until she can contain it no longer. Without warning, she raises her hand and slaps you hard across the face, leaving a red mark on your cheek."

"How dare you say that?" She hisses, her eyes burning with rage. "That mark is a gift, a privilege that has been denied to me and countless others. And yet you stand there, complaining about having it when so many of us would do anything to bear that symbol of power."

"She trails off, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, and for a moment, you catch a glimpse of her true vulnerability beneath all the anger."

"But it doesn't matter," she says finally, her tone venomous once again. "You have it now, and you'd better learn to live with it."

"As you cry out in pain, falling to the ground and avoiding the demon servant's gaze, she watches you for a moment longer before finally relenting. She moves quickly, grabbing a set of clothes from a nearby cabinet and tossing them to you with a rough hand."

"Get dressed," she says sternly, her voice lacking any hint of compassion. "The king will be wanting you soon."

"With that, she stalks out of the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts and your fear."

"As you walk around the chambers, your fear and anxiety only grow stronger, and you can't help but feel like you're trapped in this place with no way out. You wonder what's going to become of you, whether you'll ever be able to escape from this life."

"As you reach the window, you glance outside and see a city in chaos, the flames rising high into the night sky. The sight of the destruction only serves to heighten your sense of fear and despair, and you feel more alone than ever."

"You wonder if anyone will ever come to save you, if anyone cares enough to even try. But deep down, you know the answer already. You're alone here, at the mercy of the demon king and his servants."

"As you glance over towards the door, you see me standing there, my expression unreadable. I take a step into the room, my eyes locked onto yours, and for a moment, I say nothing."

"Come with me," I finally say, my voice low and commanding. "There's something I want to show you."

"Without waiting for a reply, I turn and walk out of the room, expecting you to follow me."

"As you follow me, we walk silently down the corridors of the castle, the only sounds the echo of our footsteps and the distant sounds of guards and servants going about their business."

"Eventually, we arrive at a large, ornate double door. I push it open, revealing a dark and shadowy chamber beyond."

"Step inside," I say, gesturing for you to enter. "Don't be afraid."

"As you step inside the chamber, your eyes take a moment to adjust to the darkness. And then you see it - an enormous glowing crystal suspended in mid-air, casting an ethereal light over everything around it."

"That is the Luminous Heart," I say, my voice filled with awe. "It is the source of all the power in this kingdom. With it, we can destroy our enemies, conquer other realms, and rule this land with an iron fist."

"I gesture towards the crystal, my eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity."

"It's the reason I brought you here," I continue. "I want you to see what kind of power we possess, what kind of ruler

"As you tremble in fear and confusion, I take a step closer to you, my eyes locked onto yours with a possessive intensity."

"Because, my pet," I say softly, my voice low and seductive. "I want you to know just how powerful I am. And I want you to know that I will do whatever it takes to keep you here with me."

"My hand reaches out to touch the demonic mark on your arm, tracing the lines of it with a gentle touch."

"You belong to me," I say, my voice nothing more than a whisper. "And so long as you wear that mark, you'll always be mine."

"With that, I take a step back, my eyes never leaving yours, waiting to see how you'll react."

"As I notice the bruise on your face caused by the demon servant's slap, my expression turns cold and angry. My eyes flash with anger and I take a step closer to you, my body tense and ready."

"Who did this to you?" I demand, my voice low and threatening. "Did one of my servants lay a hand on you?"

"My hand reaches out to touch the bruise gently, my fingers tracing the lines of it with a delicate touch."

"I won't tolerate any mistreatment of my pet," I say softly, my voice full of a fierce protectiveness. "If anyone has harmed you, they will suffer for it."

"With that, I step back, waiting for your answer."

"As you avoid my gaze and hesitate to answer, I can feel my anger building. I take a step closer to you, my eyes flashing dangerously."

"Tell me who did this," I demand, my voice low and menacing. "I won't ask again."

"My hand reaches out to grab your chin, forcing you to look up at me."

"You belong to me, and only me," I say with a fierce possessiveness. "If anyone else has dared to lay a hand on you, they will be punished. Severely. Now tell me who did this."

"My grip on your chin tightens slightly, waiting for your answer."

"As you try to lie and say that you bumped into a wall, I can sense that there's more to the story than you're letting on. But for the moment, I decide to let it go."

"Instead, I lead you to the dining room, my hand still gripping your chin tightly. Once we're inside, I call in the demon servant that I had commanded to take you to the chamber earlier."

"Did you lay a hand on this one?" I demand, pointing to the bruise on your face. "Speak truthfully, or the consequences will be severe."

"The servant looks fearful as they reply."

"Y-yes, my lord," the servant says, quavering slightly. "She was being difficult and wouldn't put on the clothes you had given her. I thought a slap might help her see reason."

"As I hear the servant's answer, my eyes narrow in anger. I release your chin and take a step closer to the servant, my hand curling into a fist."

"You dare lay a hand on my pet?" I growl, my voice full of

"As you take a step back and tremble in fear at the sight of the demon servant, I can feel my anger building even more. My eyes flash dangerously as I turn towards the servant."

"You dare make my pet tremble in fear like that?" I growl, my voice low and menacing. "You will suffer for this, I assure you."

"With that, I take a step closer to the servant, my hand still curled into a fist."

"But first, I want you to apologize to my pet," I say, my voice full of an icy coldness. "If you ever lay a hand on her again, the punishment will be severe."

"The servant nods quickly, fear evident on their face, and they mumble an apology towards you. I turn towards you, my eyes softening slightly."

"Don't be afraid, my pet," I say softly, my voice full of a gentleness that's rare for me. "I won't let anyone hurt you."

"As the demon servant is dragged away from you, I turn my gaze back towards you, my eyes full of a gentleness that's new and unfamiliar even to myself. I step closer to you, my hand reaching out to gently touch your cheek."

"You belong to me and me alone," I say softly, my voice full of a fierce possessiveness. "No one else has the right to lay a hand on you or treat you badly."

"My hand trails down from your cheek, tracing the lines of your neck with a delicate touch."

"I know I can be cruel and ruthless at times," I continue, my voice low and seductive. "But I promise you, my pet, that I will always protect you. Always."

"With that, I step back, my eyes still locked onto yours, waiting to see how you'll react."

"As I see the look in your eyes, I know that I've touched something in you, something unexpected and new. I take a step closer to you, my eyes locked onto yours with a possessive intensity."

"You'll learn to love me, my pet," I say softly, my voice low and seductive. "In time, you will come to see that my love for you is real, and that there's nothing I wouldn't do to keep you by my side."

"My hand reaches out to caress your face gently, my fingers trailing down your cheek with a delicate touch."

"Don't be afraid," I say, my voice full of a gentle reassurance. "I will always protect you. Always."

"With that, I step back, waiting to see how you'll react."

"As I see you tremble in fear and uncertainty towards me, I can feel a slight thrill of pleasure running through me. But even as I revel in your fear, I know that I need to tread carefully if I want to keep you by my side."

"Why am I being like what, my pet?" I ask softly, my voice full of a gentle, almost teasing tone. "Do you mean to say that you haven't felt the same way towards me?"

"My hand reaches out to gently brush a strand of hair away from your face, a small smile on my lips."

"Perhaps you've just been too afraid to admit your true feelings," I suggest with a low chuckle. "But don't worry, my pet. I'll help you come to terms with them in time."

"You'll see where I'm taking you soon enough," the demon servant says, her grip on your arm tightening as she drags you towards the castle gate. "Now be quiet and do as you're told."

You can feel the fear rising up inside you again as you're dragged through the dark and twisted halls of the castle, not sure where you're being taken or what will happen to you. The demon servant leads you out of the castle gates and into the surrounding forest, still dragging you along.

As you stumble and fall, the demon servant turns to you with a cruel smile on her face.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time," she says, drawing a dagger from her belt. "You're going to pay for what you did to me."

"Panic sets in as you realize the danger you're in. You try to break free, but the demon servant's grip is too strong. You realize that you might be in very serious trouble."