War of Passion [+18, Noise Prince and Zombie_in_a_Box]

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan breathed out in satisfaction as he watched his pet lean close, cleaning everything up just as he was told. He was a quick learner, always a good feature in pets. "You did so well..." He muttered out, tucking his cock back into his underwear and zipping his pants back up with one hand, while the other was slowly running through Loethene's hair. The look in his eyes was to die for. The tears really completed his flawless slave look, of course. He loved seeing his pets crying, whether it was because of great pleasure or pain.

 

"I feel like getting some sleep..." He murmured, reaching up with one hand to run through his red hair. Doing a trick like this was always a bit tiring. It may have only been one body part, but it had to become fifty times bigger than it was usually, along with the scales and bumps. It was far easier to change how he looked without changing his size too much than it was to make himself this much bigger, even if it was, in this situation, just his cock. Standing up, Aerlan pushed his hands into his pockets, looking down at the elf. "Follow along, kitten." A smile stretched his lips as he walked away, heading to the third floor, almost as if to make things as difficult for Loe as possible. He opened the doors to his bedroom, where a small, glass cage was placed in one corner. This was where he kept pets until he was certain they would obey no matter what... Or until he killed them. Whichever came first.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene's chest was heaving lightly. He was too tired to resist when Aerlan stroked his hair. He normally would hate for a demon to touch his hair like this, but he didn't have the energy to care. It felt nice to have a tender touch rather than his hair pulled. He was so spent, he really hoped there wasn't much more planned. He wanted to sleep right here on the floor.

 

Loe's eyes lit up when the demon said he wanted to sleep, the first thing they agreed on. He was a bit disappointed that they couldn't just sleep here, but he'd go anywhere so long as he could sleep. He almost cried, however, when he saw the first set of stairs. He could have been allowed to sleep on that couch, but Loe just accepted this as some form of punishment for something or other, he couldn't fight it. He struggled with every step, his knees were throbbing. Eventually, they reached the demon's room. It didn't take long for Loe to find where he would be sleeping. It was a pretty glass cage in the corner, small, but it looked more comfortable than any other places he had been kept. It was a cage, still, being a pet, a kitten, was just a different flavor of enslavement. But for tonight, he appreciated the perk. He wanted to crawl in and collapse, but he waited at Aerlan's feet once he caught up.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

"Oh... I almost forgot." Aerlan's lips stretched out into a wide smirk as he looked down at Loethene once he caught up with him. He liked his pets to always have something in them. Especially the ones who were only beginning their training. The demon walked over to a big, dark, wooden wardrobe, opening it to reveal drawers and shelves, all filled with sex toys and other tools. He pulled out a fairly big, thick vibrator, and grabbed a bottle of lube. "Ass up, head down." He chuckled, walking up to the elf, covering the toy in lube. Of course, he had no intentions of stretching him out before doing anything. Perhaps he should get a gag for him, however. Just to keep him a little bit quieter.

 

Forcefully spreading Loe's legs apart, he pressed the tip of the toy against him, letting him dread the action for a few moments, then roughly shoved it inside in one go. Wasting no time, Aerlan switched it on, lightly squeezing his ass. "If I find you without it at any point, you'll receive a punishment. Understand?" He asked, fixing his panties to cover the toy. The demon pulled back, looking at his pet with a satisfied, lustful gaze. "Are you going to be loud or will you be nice and quiet?" He asked, tilting his head to the side. No matter the answer, he just wanted to see the elf with a gag... Without even waiting for his response, Aerlan walked to the wardrobe again, grabbing out a dark green gag. He pushed it into Loe's mouth, fastening it around his head. "Beautiful." He murmured, motioning towards the cage. "Go on, I'll let you rest." He sounded extremely sarcastic - he was sure that Loe wouldn't be able to get any proper rest with the toy buzzing inside of him.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene shuddered at the words, and grimaced. He just wanted to sleep, and he had no idea what Aerlan was almost forgetting. Loe had just caught up to him, his knees and hands hurt, his body ached... How much more was he going to be put through before he could rest?

 

Loethene's expression steeled as he saw what Aerlan revealed was in his dark wardrobe. He had an inkling about what the demon prepared to do. Aerlan only seemed to be more and more pleased with himself. Loe braced himself for the dildo.

 

He wasn't a stranger to them, but never one so large, and from the gleam in the demon's eye, he could tell he wasn't going to be gentle with it. Ass up, head down. Naturally. Wasn't this the quintessential sex slave positioning? That was the image evoked when most people heard the term. He never imagined posing like that himself. But here he was, still too shaken to muster the courage to refuse, and he placed his face close to the floor and lifted his hips.

 

Loe didn't have to wait long before he felt something hard and slick against him, though he did have to wait a while for it to actually be inserted. He had expected the only stretching to be the inhumane fucking from just moments ago, but he still hadn't expected the size and force of the toy. He gasped loudly, but that was hardly anything compared to it shaking. He had never had one that vibrated in him before. His fists clenched, and his back arched. His legs trembled helplessly under him. He couldn't reply verbally, but everything at his body screamed that he did understand, and he dared not risk it.

 

"Qu-quiet..." He responded softly into the floor. But the demon wouldn't have been able to hear him. He was already back to his wardrobe. Loe wondered what more he could possibly have planned for him. Loe barely made a sound when he returned, and put the gag into his mouth, and wrapped it around his head. He only blinked, then looked away. But his eyes lit up when he moved his arm to gesture towards the cage, and told him to rest. He felt a lot more alert and awake now, though. How could he not, with a giant vibrator shoved into his ass? It was even more humiliating and uncomfortable to crawl now, with it inside of him, but he slowly made his way to the cage, and lied down as comfortably as he could get himself. Even if he couldn't get to sleep, he was glad that at least nothing more would befall him.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan breathed out contently as he watched his pet crawl to the cage. He'd make a perfect, obedient pet. Loe was easily intimidated by fear and pain, both of which the demon loved inflicting. Though for right now, he was done. Walking after the elf, he reached over, sealing the cage shut, with only a small space on the top wall to let some air in. He loved glass cages. He loved seeing his pets struggle whenever he got the need to. If he saw they were a bit too comfortable here, he could easily fix that by adding another toy or tying them up. There wasn't anything better than that.

 

Turning his back away to his pet, the demon began removing his clothes, one article at a time. His body was sculpted, ironically, like a God's. Except, of course, the many scars and stitches adorning the pale skin. The stitches were black, creating a clear contrast between them and his skin. There didn't seem to be a single place where there wasn't a scar of some sort. Of course, he could make them disappear, but why? Aerlan looked over at his pet, his eyes hooding over slightly in pure satisfaction. There was nothing else quite like owning another live being.

 

The demon made his way to the bed, settling in the comfortable, soft mattress before pulling a blanket over his body. Like that, he was asleep in no time - in his sleep, the creature morphed slightly. The thing Aerlan was sure to see, of course, was a pure black eye slowly opening at the back of his neck. It seemed to be staring straight at the elf. Even in his sleep, Aerlan would be observing what his pet did. Other changes weren't as obvious - his skin turned paler, his fangs grew sharper, longer, as did his nails. He didn't morph into his natural state, however. That rarely happened by now. Of course, there were times when he lost his temper or became so tired, he lost control of his body. His natural state was a bit... Difficult to control. Guess he was his own worst enemy.

[Noise Prince]

The cage seemed even less roomy once he was inside, he worried, once the cage was locked, he was worried about if he'd be able to even sleep here. Even without the toy, it would be a challenge to become comfortable. At least the lining of the floor was rather soft. Softer than the tiles on which he'd been made to crawl. Loe desperately wanted to be asleep, but the vibrations seemed to shake his whole body. The glass cage was peculiar, as he was locked up, but he could see through clearly, the glass so clean it nearly wasn't there. Normally, when he'd been locked up, it had been in cells, tucked away where there wasn't much to see outside the bars. But here, he was actually in the master's bedroom, a first in his life. But he'd give anything to have a cell over a cage like this, with a master like Aerlan.

 

He watched as Aerlan undressed, though not necessarily out of any desire to see him naked. But he was surprised to see the number of scars that littered his body hidden beneath his fine clothes. The marks showed up well on the man's pale skin, especially the black stitches. He had noticed a few on his arms, where exposed, but he had no idea the extent was like this. He wondered how they were all gotten. He presumed he would never know, he didn't intend to ask, and Aerlan would likely not tell him of his own will. Loe felt his gag get hotter and hotter with his breath, and slightly moist.

 

He closed his eyes, trying to force himself asleep to no prevail. He opened his eyes again, Aerlan was in bed. Loe's gag prevented him from gasping at the sight of a single black eye on his neck. It was haunting, terrifying… Loe struggled to turn himself around so that his back was facing the demon. A cold sweat broke over his body. Could he actually see him like that? Was he going to watch him even as he slept? Demons as a whole were horrible, frightening creatures, but Aerlan was another class.

 

Loe never thought he would sleep. What with the vibrator violently shoved into his ass, and now with Aerlan probably watching him like this. But he closed his eyes. He surprised himself. He was so exhausted, that he was able to fall asleep after an hour or so of struggling. It wasn't a restful sleep, he woke up twice, finding himself in different stages of arousal, the second time feeling numb to the sensations of the vibrator. He wished he could think of a way this was a punishment of some kind, even an unjust one, but it really seemed like Aerlan just wanted him to suffer with it, and that he intended to keep it inside of him a lot. But at least he could sleep now, as much of a struggle as it was.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan slept for three hours. It was, after all, just a nap. The demon awoke slowly, groggily opening his eyes while the eye on the back of his neck disappeared, little by little. He let his body morph into a smaller one, with black, messy hair, plump lips and pitch black eyes - he was a big fan of eyes like this. The man sat up, stretching his arms above his head, turning to look at the elf with a smirk pulling at his lips. "Morning, kitten." Even his voice was different - instead of his usual rough-sounding, deep voice, now the pitch was higher, he sounded a whole lot smoother and softer than before.

 

Getting out of bed, Aerlan cracked his neck, walking towards the cage to open it up. "You are adorable." He cooed, motioning for the elf to get out. If he stood up, he'd be taller than the demon, at least right now. Aerlan was curious to see whether Loethene would be at all confused by the sudden change in his appearance. "What shall we do today, lovely?" The demon thought out loud, lightly tapping his lip. "Perhaps I should show you off to others... That sounds like fun, doesn't it? And if you do something wrong, you'll starve for days... That does sound like fun." He decided to himself, a grin stretching out across his face.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene woke with a start when Aerlan woke him. He turned to see a man who looked very different from the past form that used that voice- even if the voice was a little softer. His hair was now black, and so were his eyes. He couldn't tell from lying in the cage that he was any smaller. The elf pushed himself onto his knees and hands, and dragged himself out of the cage, an exhausted feeling tugging at his eyes, his body felt a little stiff. He looked the demon up and down, getting a better look. He wondered if he was still asleep. He knew his demonic master could shape shift in a variety of ways, but so far they've only been horrible forms, this form wasn't intimidating or terrifying, or harmful. But it was confusing that he would choose to look like this over the other form he had been presenting.

 

Loe sat on his knees at Aerlan's feet, gritting his teeth against the gag at the idea of being 'showed off'. Like a pet… He was a pet now, after all, but it was still mortifying. Others, he had no ideas who 'others' meant, if it was a party, other nobles coming over, or other staff. And while Loe had seen pets dressed up nicely to show off the master's wealth and generosity, he doubted that's what Aerlan was planning to do with him. The clothes he gave him now were embarrassingly revealing, and he really didn't think Aerlan was going to let him cover up with anything more than this. But then again… he was hungry. He hadn't eaten the day before, in preparation for being gifted. If he had eaten at all, he probably would have been willing to face starvation. But his hunger with his exhaustion, and his fear of Aerlan's further cruelty, definitely made him think twice about the risk.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan smiled down at his pet, leaning down to remove the gag from his mouth, scoffing at the saliva covering it. "Disgusting." He muttered out, tossing it away. That didn't mean it wouldn't go back into Loethene's mouth later, of course. The more dirt the gag gathered, the better. "Oh, you stained your pretty underwear... Strip out of them." The demon ordered, stepping back to sit down on the bed. "I hope you haven't come yet." He murmured, watching the elf with a lustful gaze. "Come here, turn your ass to me. It's time to show you how the day starts with me." Aerlan grinned, breathing out slowly. First, he reached over and removed the toy. It would only get in the way.

 

Before doing anything else, he brought his palm up, and slammed it down against Loe's ass. His palm had turned into an iron-like material, coarse and rough, definitely good for bringing more pain. "You have to count each one. You'll get to twenty, I stop. You fuck up, I start over and add ten more." He explained, rubbing his asscheek with the same coarse hand before bringing it back up. "And thank me after each one... If you beg for more, I'll be extremely pleased." Meaning, Loe would possibly get food. It was in the elf's best interest to just obey and do as much as possible to please the demon. After all, he was a slave for sex now. There was no escaping.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene gasped softly when Aerlan took the the gag from his mouth. The corners of his mouth felt sore and dry. Having that saliva-wetted gag out his mouth was a huge relief. He saw it tossed away, and felt more relief, assuming he wouldn't be made to wear the wet gag again later.

 

His underwear had a stuff spot from his precum, and even now there was moist spot adjacent to it. He would relish the chance to remove them if he thought they would be replaced. And unlike when he was getting dressed, his wrists were bound together now, so he struggled with getting them off of him now. But he did eventually slide them down his legs and over his ankles. But as a stroke of good luck, he hadn't come. Loethene looked up at the demon, those dark eyes staring down at him with such lust and cruelty it shook his core. The elf knew what was coming, as what else could he mean? He crawled towards his demon master on the bed, and turned around, presenting his ass not unlike the night before. Loe's assumptions were all but confirmed when Aerlan pulled the vibrator from his pet. That was less of a relief than the gag's removal, since Loe's insides were so used to the vibrations, he could barely tell the difference when it was removed. He hoped that would make it easier to take when Aerlan fucked him in his ass.

 

But the morning routine, as Loethene quickly learn, didn't start with sex. It started with a hard slap across his ass. Loe gasped loudly more in surprise than in pain, which was saying quite a bit considering how much it hurt. It felt like such a childish sort of punishment- and Loe had started to taking his default position with Aerlan to be an ongoing punishment- being spanked like that. But one could never underestimate the strength of demons. Especially one who could shape shift. Loe grimaced as the demon caressed whatever his hand was now against his red ass, and explained just what was expected of him while he was being given twenty strokes. Nineteen more like that?! He balled up his fists. As much as it hurt, it would be humiliating for a Doron soldier to be reduced to tears by a spanking, but he didn't think he'd be able to fight it after so many. He couldn't risk additional strokes if he wanted to try to keep his pride at least their early in the morning.

 

"One… thank you," Loethene replied. He wouldn't be begging for more just yet, but the idea of being rewarded with hopefully less punishment later was very appealing.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan was disappointed, to say the least, when he realized Loethene didn't intend on begging for more. What a shame. Until he did, his slaps got harder and harder, with small, sharp spikes growing on his hand. The demon watched in delight as he created a bunch of small wounds over the elf's ass. Seeing the reddening flesh only added excitement for the demon. As a matter of fact, he was getting so excited, he'd begun shifting back into the form he'd taken yesterday when he first saw Loe. This was the only way for him to counter his disappointment, after all.

 

Rather surprisingly, Aerlan didn't end up having to add any more slaps. "Good boy..." He whispered softly, turning his hand back into flesh, slowly running it over his ass. "Does it hurt?" The demon asked, acting as if he was sorry, or even that he cared about whether it hurt... Well, he did, but he actually wanted it to hurt. "Yesterday you were so good with your blowjob, I can't help but want you to do it again. Turn around." He ordered, reaching up to run a hand over his now-red hair. Loethene was too big of a distraction for him to be able to pay enough attention to his form and his pet. He didn't want to do a half-assed job, after all.

 

His cock had engorged again, covered in the same smooth scales like before. He still didn't trust Loe to not bite him. And, sadly, unlike some demon species, he couldn't heal himself all that quickly. If he could, he wouldn't have that many scars and stitches, after all.

[Noise Prince]

One of Loethene's strengths really was thinking clearly under intense stress, so keeping count, no matter how painful it became, wasn't a huge challenge. Vocalizing the numbers as his voice became strained through tears was more difficult for him than keeping track. He felt like there must be a puddle under his face when they were five away from twenty. He had really considered the strategy of begging for additional slaps, but now he couldn't imagine taking on too many more. Knowing Aerlan, he'd end up giving him twenty more. And those spikes… sooner or later, he knew they'd puncture him, and he didn't think the demon would stop at drawing blood.

 

"Twe-twenty…tha…thank you…" God, at last, it was done. The elf was panting hard, tears spilling from his eyes with little effort on his part, emptying. His ass was throbbing painfully, even under the touch of the demon's normal, smooth, flesh. Loe took a deep breath and turned himself at the demon's request, keeping his face down. He wasn't sure what was worse, another blow job like the day before- or rather, hours earlier, or being spanked further.

 

Aerlan was back to normal. Loe didn't wonder why, he didn't wonder why he looked different when he woke him up. He didn't bother to think too deeply or curiously about this man. Right now, he was just trying to get by without being killed, to the only thing he needed to concern himself with was being good enough for his master.

 

So his cock had scales again. Understandable. Loe wasn't planning on biting him, and couldn't imagine anyone in his place who would risk it. But he knew why Aerlan might think he would. He certainly deserved it, and more. But he wouldn't be getting his dues from the elf. He hoped he could avoid having his body filled if he act quickly enough this time, so as he was presented with his monstrous-looking cock, he moved towards it, and when given access, he took it into his mouth as deep as he could to start.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan decided that seeing, and hearing, Loe cry was his favorite thing ever. He wanted to have the elf like this forever. It was a shame he didn't beg for more. Guess his breakfast would only be his semen... The demon didn't intend to 'be nice', of course, and give his pet some food out of pity. He'd only give him food if he passed out or showed how well behaved he could be. If he followed each and every order while keeping Aerlan happy, Loethene would get as much food as he wanted... But he had to figure this out by himself. Giving hints was boring.

 

A low moan parted Aerlan's lips as his pet began sucking him off so eagerly. This was great. "You're certainly one of the best gifts I've gotten." He murmured, roughly gripping on his hair, yanking him to his crotch as his cock extended down the elf's throat. This time, he fully stopped at his stomach, watching his pet with an incredibly pleased gaze. "You can go slow this time... But I want you to swallow it whole each time, then pull out, suck the tip and swallow it whole again. Understand?" He asked with a wicked grin, letting the elf pull back. Shoving something down to one's stomach once was torture enough, however having to do that over and over again... If Loe didn't have an empty stomach, he would be throwing up immediately. "If you find something nice to say to me, you may, each time after you suck the tip." The demon murmured, leaning back on his elbows. He wanted to see if Loe was willing to throw away his pride completely.

[Noise Prince]

Loe grimaced as much as one could when sucking dick when Aerlan gripped his hair tightly and forced his face to his crotch, pushing himself in deeper. He felt delighted, then sickened, that Aerlan called him one of his best gifts. At first, he felt somewhat happy that the demon was so pleased with his pet. And that made him sick with himself. Being happy over being a good pet… so loathsome. Was he really so shameless after such a short period of time? The elf decided he could dwell on that later, maybe when he was fed and had some real sleep. Loethene had expected that Aerlan's dick would expand inside of him, but nothing could prepare him for such a sensation when he actually did. The elf whimpered, before realizing that he had stopped mid-way of his abdomen.

 

His watery eyes widened up at the demon in disbelief. He had been trying so hard… and now this. Aerlan wanted him to move himself on and off the very thing he was currently impaled with. It reminded him of a horrific execution technique that the Doron people hadn't used in maybe seventy years, used only to punish the most severe of crimes. The criminal stood with their back to a blade, and their front doused with a flammable liquid, and an executioner would walk forward with a flame. The criminal would have to choose to either allow themselves to be set aflame, or step back into the sword. He'd heard that often times both happened, that the criminal would either not move against the blade fast enough to avoid being set on fire, or chose fire and ended up backing onto the sword once ablaze. This was after a period with the relatively peaceful civilization had suffered devastating consequences to peoples more vicious and warlike, and the Doron officials felt they needed to match their cruelty, even to their own people. This era did not last long.

 

Loethene felt very much like he was choosing the blade to avoid fire, with no true guarantee that he wouldn't burn as well. He slowly backed away, his eyes stinging with new tears, as he eased himself backwards, away from the demon, and let his cock slide out of his body. It felt, and looked, so grotesque, seeing the elongated organ coming out of his mouth. He felt like he was an abnormal distance from where he started when the tip finally passed his lips, and he could finally take a deep breath. Nothing kind came to mind, so Loe really hadn't much other choice other than to take the head back into his mouth. This was much harder, crawling back to Aerlan's legs, taking in more and more of him, with ever move. He had no choice, but the actual act of it made it so much worse, that he was forced to participate in his own torture. But he was again, back with his face in-between his legs. He backed up again.

 

The tip fell from his mouth, and Loethene gasped louder this time once freed.

 

"Master, p-please, will you spank me more?" The elf pleaded softly, hoping this was enough 'nice' to be permissible. He really didn't want to be touched at all, let alone struck, let alone on his ass again, but this was too much. Everytime he crawled back and forward the skin stretched over his ass and it hurt. It hurt and it didn't dull and he didn't think it would anytime soon. He thought a blow job would be a welcomed break but…

 

"A-after this, Master?"

 

He hoped that this would be enough to earn his favor to be gentler with him, and perhaps even be aroused enough to finish fucking his entire body soon. He had to try. At the very least, if he was impaled and on fire, it was more painful but death would be quicker. So if he could endure this much, hopefully it would be the last intense cruelty he'd have to withstand for a while.

 

Not wanting to seem insolent, especially at the request, he took the tip of the demon's dick into his mouth again, and started to slide it back inside.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan watched blissfully as his pet obeyed. Loethene was smart to do as he was told without talking back... He was really happy with this one. The demon felt satisfied himself, as well. After this blowjob, he would probably give Loethene a break - show him the perks of being his pet and obeying so perfectly. Maybe... Since he was being such a cute little slut, he'd even allow him a snack. He didn't feel like sleeping right now, anyway, so he'd probably lay around, watching something and eating. Rather surprisingly, Aerlan did enjoy mundane things like this just as much as he enjoyed extravagant parties and, well, torturing people.

 

Aerlan's breath shuddered as Loethene spoke up. "Oh... So naughty." He whispered, as his cock throbbed, pulsating slowly. "Of course I'll spank you, sweetheart. You're being so good..." The demon moaned out, looking extremely satisfied. He knew that many would be jealous of Loethene. The elf proved to be a great pet, despite his appearance and how he acted in the beginning. Then again, he was an ex-warrior. It was to be expected for him to have a little bit of a fighting spirit. Aerlan's excitement was taking the better of him, however, as his cock shrunk just a little bit, still being long enough to go down Loethene's throat. He wanted for this to finish sooner so that he'd have the pleasure of making his pet cry while being spanked again. If Loe kept this up, he could possibly take down Aerlan's guard completely. Although it would be near-impossible to achieve, as, well, he literally had eyes on the back of his neck. There was no sneaking up to him.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene wasn't sure if he regretted his 'request' or not, as Aerlan seemed very excited once he asked for more abuse. It was a good thing that he was happy with him, but he was never pleased over anything short of what caused Loe misery. He felt his monstrously long cock shrink so that it was no longer in his gut, but the tip still filled his throat. It was still painful to breathe, but it was more manageable this way, especially for what he had to do. He had no way of knowing if it was intentional though, a small reward from the demon. The cock pulsated with arousal inside him, so Loe thought it could have also just been a reflex.

 

The elf couldn't do this forever, though, ask for further punishment from Aerlan in hopes of it being lessened. He'd either go mad or die at this rate. But for now, there wasn't much he could do, he just had to make sure the demon was satisfied with him, enough to allow his pet his basic needs. He moved himself over his cock again.

 

Sweeheart… he called him sweetheart. Loe almost felt sick, and confused. He hated that he was so dependent on Aerlan liking him, and liking to torture him and hoping to get him to do so in lesser ways, that it felt nice to be called something gentle. He had an instant dislike of literal pet names, like kitten and 'good boy'. But sweetheart… felt different. He knew it shouldn't. But it did. Loethene knew he needed to keep a strong resolve to prevent him from genuinely relying on Aerlan for his self-worth, for companionship, or anything other than both means and obstacle of survival. He had gotten the impression that quite a few pets genuinely loved their masters. He could see how, if they were treated similarly to how he was now, but Loe couldn't let himself be like that.

 

At least, he was so distracted by his own thought of trying not to become attached to this cruel demon that he could move over his cock a little quicker, since his breathing became more automatic and steady while his thoughts wandered. It was when he concentrated too much on keeping his breathing steady did he have difficulties.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan could feel himself being taken over by pure pleasure. Loethene was increasing the speed of the blowjob, although he still went by the little rules he set up. The demon let his head fall back, eyes closing as he moaned out in a low, blissful voice. He began thrusting his hips forwards slightly, in the end gripping Loe's hair to keep his head in place as he pushed his cock in and out of his mouth over and over again, opening his eyes slightly to observe the elf's expression. The sight, along with pleasure coursing through his body was enough to send him over the edge. Aerlan came with a louder moan, forcing his cock deep down, acting like a feeding tube as the cum went straight to the elf's stomach. Slowly, inch by inch, he pulled out, his breath shuddering in excitement.

 

"Now turn around... We'll do this the same way." He muttered, slowly rubbing his hands over Loe's ass, letting his fingers dance across the surface, as if exploring the smooth and silky flesh. He really expected that the elf would ask him for more again... It would make him immensely happy, just to know that he had such an obedient little pet. Such a cute slut... "Spread your legs a lil' for me." Aerlan murmured, slipping his fingers in between his ass cheeks, running them over his asshole to his balls, squeezing there gently. It seemed like he was waiting a little bit before he started - perhaps to let Loe get ready. Still, there was no warning with the first smack - which wasn't nearly as bad as the first spanking. "Oh... And turn your pretty face to me each time you speak. I want to see." He grinned, continuing the spanking - slowly, taking his time to rub and caress the reddened flesh after each hit. This was a lot more sensual than before... Aerlan wanted to see Loethene cry just as much as he wanted to hear him moan. He could be a loving Master for ones who deserved his love, after all.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene's eyes squeezed shut when the demon's fingers took his long hair in hand and kept his head still. This was better than being forced to do it himself, but it was still unpleasant for the demon to take over, and thrust in and out of him with his abnormal dick, it was harder to breathe now, since it was Aerlan who decided his pace. His cock extended into his stomach again, and filled him as the demon came with an unabashed moan. Loe might've felt disgusted as he did the day before, but he was just happy it was over. And having at least this in his stomach wasn't too bad, either. Slowly, once he was done, Aerlan pulled himself out of his throat, and eventually out of his mouth. Loethene offered an ugly, desperate gasp, hungry for air.

 

Loethene turned around at his master's command, presenting his ass to him. It was still red, and throbbing from before, but it could still take quite a bit more. He didn't hesitate to spread his legs for him, though he was concerned as to why he wanted it done. His hands were over his hot, tender skin. Loe clenched his fists, why was he taking so long to start? Waiting for it was almost as bad as having to ask for it.

 

His hands slid between his cheeks, one down past his anus, and down to where his balls hung between his legs. He squeezed them enough that Loe thought it might be a threatening gesture.

 

"P-please spank me…!" His words slurred together hurriedly.

 

Whether his words had anything to do with it or not, the spanking started again. It barely mattered since he was already quite sore, but this wasn't as hard as the first slap he received, Loe noticed. And his hand was still a hand. Loe lifted his face, and looked up to Aerlan.

 

"One, thank you,"

 

He counted again, tears building up in his eyes before too long, though not as bad as before. Aerlan kept stopping to caress his ass. It hurt, even a gentle touch, but not in an unbearable way. Not in a bad way. He counted with each slap, though he started to get a little distracted. He blamed it on the hunger, the tiredness, the long pauses between slaps. He wouldn't admit the real cause was trying to deny his arousal. How could his body betray him at a time like this, when he was so physically and emotionally exhausted? At one point, he couldn't hide the moan, and embarrassed, quickly turned his face, now with a graceful tear-streak, up to Aerlan to count, saying thirteen instead of twelve.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan couldn't remember the last time he was this happy. Loethene was perfect... Each time he turned around to face him, his expression only got more and more delicious, until finally... The elf let a moan slip past. A shudder ran down Aerlan's spine, his eyes closing with a deep inhale. It took him a couple of moments to realize the number was wrong... And even when he did, he was very unsure about what he wanted to do with Loe as a punishment for that.

 

"Wrong." He whispered, giving a rough squeeze to his ass. "Start over. Don't mess up again." He grunted out, deciding this was the best thing to do. Now that he knew how to distract Loe, the demon let his hand wander over his skin more, sliding his fingers over his asshole, trying to pull out more of those sweet, sweet moans out of him. He couldn't resist Loethene. Aerlan's gaze drifted down, lips pulling into a wide grin at the sight of his cock. Leaning closer, he wrapped his long fingers around the elf's cock, giving it a few slow tugs before delivering a harsher smack over his bottom. "Do you want to cum, kitten?" He asked in a low, seductive voice, rubbing his thumb against the slit, hoping to distract the elf again. He intended to go up to thirty this time... If Loethene kept screwing up, however, he wouldn't stop. The number could grow to a hundred, or even more - it was all up for Loe here.

 

Aerlan didn't want to let go of Loe ever again. His gaze slowly moved to the elf's neck, closing in on the collar he'd given for his pet. It was the most prominent sign of being someone else's property... He loved it. Collars and chokers were probably his favorite accessories in general. He had a thing for long, slender necks as well... Aerlan found that longer necks made his pets look so much more graceful and beautiful. Some time ago he tried to extend his pet's neck, but ended up killing him instead. From that point onward, he didn't try it ever again. "You can come if you really want to... I'll let you. I'll be nice." Aerlan grinned, squeezing his ass before giving it a slow, sensual rub, while beginning to pump his cock, letting his fingers slide over the hot flesh effortlessly. Loethene had to feel good... That would make him more motivated to be a good pet, which was what Aerlan wanted so desperately.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene could think clearly under stress, but this was entirely different. He could resist his body's natural urge, he felt his blood pulse quickening with his heart, his cock becoming stiffer. It wasn't fair, this shouldn't feel so good, when at the same time he was so mortified, so abused and weak, in pain. He didn't want to be this way… and he miscounted. His body couldn't resist it, as if even his physicality was trying to mold itself into what Aerlan wanted, which didn't matter now. He miscounted. The elf's eyes widened when he realized his mistake, looking up pleadingly, praying that his efforts up to now hadn't been ruined. Loe realized his error before the demon did, or so he thought based on his expression, though he couldn't really read it.

 

He groaned when Aerlan squeezed his ass tightly in his hand, his fists clenched tighter. He looked up again, expecting some sort of punishment would be announced. But instead the demon did was he was doing before, stroking and fondling him. He slid between his cheeks, lingering over his hole, Loe instinctively clenched, his hips moving just slightly, suppressing any further humiliating noises. Loe couldn't fight it when those slender fingers took his cock, and he gasped, bit his lip, and moaned softly. It was too much. He exclaimed again, sounding more lewdly than in pain, at the following slap. Aerlan clearly wasn't going to make his second chance any easier.

 

"One…thank you…" He moaned.

 

He did want to cum, badly. It was just another sense of pressure, pushing into his entire body, sending waves of unbearable arousal through out his veins with each heartbeat. But he couldn't admit it. He didn't want to come for this guy. It was humiliating, being given permission, being aroused by a childish sort of beating, by this demon. But he couldn't help it. He wanted it. He couldn't say it, though, he couldn't…

 

He moaned again, grimacing, as the demon's thumb stroked over his slit. It was already wet, he hadn't noticed that before.

 

But of a stroke of good fortune, the demon gave him permission without him having to plead for it. One hand stroked over his hot, warm ass, the other moved over his cock until Loe couldn't help but cum from it all, crying out shamelessly, as if he had done so for years, as it expelled from his tip.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan had shudders running down his spine with each moan that came from Loethene's mouth. God, those sounds were perfect. Loe was flawless the way he was right now... Even with the fact that he screwed up. Hell, that just made him more perfect in Aerlan's eyes - if Loe fucked up, he got more punishment, which caused him to moan more. It was incredible. The demon watched his pet hungrily, delivering one slap after another, stopping to caress his ass a bit more often, longer, squeezing the hot flesh from time to time as well. He could see how much Loethene was enjoying this... It made his cock throb with excitement. He knew he wouldn't hold himself back anymore. He couldn't. Once he was done with the spanking, he intended to fuck his pet as well. After all, he hadn't done that yet.

 

Aerlan's fingers squeezed a bit tighter around Loe's cock when he came, eyes closing with a deep inhale at the loud cry of pleasure that left his lips. "My... You're such a naughty boy..." He whispered quietly, beginning to smack his ass without pausing anymore - only enough for Loe to say the number and thank him. "Think of this as a free trial. Next time you want to cum, you'll have to beg." The demon smirked, continuing to pump his cock slowly, aiming to bring him back to full hardness. Aerlan wanted to make the other suffer, of course, but he also wanted to give him pleasure... So this was the obvious choice. To give him an incredible amount of pleasure without allowing him to release and finish it up.

 

At last, he was done with the spanking. Pulling back, Aerlan breathed out shakily, letting go of Loe's cock. "I want you to come and ride me." He decided, stepping backwards to sit down on the edge of the bed. His lips were parted, tongue peeking out slightly, wetting his lips. He just wanted to see his pet's face while he was being fucked. He wanted to see Loe cry again. He could never have enough of that. "I absolutely adore your voice... So you have to moan for me. Don't hold anything in. Give me everything." Aerlan demanded, biting down on his lip slightly, waiting for the elf to come to him. He knew it would be uncomfortable to ride him with a freshly spanked bottom, but he'd make sure to repay his pet soon. He wasn't all bad... And he didn't have enough stamina to go at this all day. The second reason was more dominant in this decision, frankly.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene choked softly on his own groans after each slap, quickly counting them, and thanking him for it. He was going slower, caressing him more and more. Loe was losing his strength, and let a few too many moans than he would like escape his lips. But at least now, he wasn't losing count, he didn't have his concentration broken by avoiding making any sounds. When he did come, Aerlan squeezed him tighter, and it was as if he could better feel his cum shoot out of him and on the floor beneath him. His entire hip area almost felt numb for a second. It felt so so good, finally some release. Finally some pressure alleviated. It felt so good, even in these circumstances, it was so, so good. But he didn't have much time to enjoy it, or the quiet after the storm, since Aerlan started spanking him again, this time much faster, Loe struggled to count and thank him after each one- though he fortunately remembered the number they were on.

 

Those demon fingers still clutched his cock, squeezing and pumping even as he spanked him. It grew hard to his touch surprisingly fast. Embarrassingly fast. Loe felt like Aerlan was really breaking his body to his will first, and so easily. He didn't even understand why he was reacting like this in the first place, why it felt so good to have his sore bottom touched, or for the demon to stroke his cock while he was on all fours, being slapped. Was his body just trying to find a way to cope? Was the stroking just so much better in comparison to being spanked? Thinking about it too much would make him dizzy, he needed to concentrate on counting.

 

"Thirty… thank you," He moaned. That was the last one, or so Loe assumed, since Aerlan removed his hands and sat back on the bed. Ride him… Despite his hot ass, his blood felt cold. He knew what he was for, he knew he'd get fucked in his ass, but to ride him, especially for the first time. Aerlan was especially cruel. Loethene had been fucked before, but it was usually endured by trying to focus on something else until it was finished. Sometimes you wouldn't even have to raise your hips, horny guards or visiting and curious aristocrats could make do with any position, so long as they could still reach the hole. But that wasn't possible when riding someone, you had to be present. The same with the first blow job, the same with forcing him to move over his cock until it reached his stomach. Aerlan knew what he was doing, and Loe despised it.

 

Aerlan's reluctant pet got up from the ground and placed his legs on either side of the demon's lap. It was easy to forget, when he had been in a constant state of at least semi-nudity, about just how naked he was. There were many reminders, of course, and this was one of them. His hands were still bound, so it made releasing Aerlan's cock difficult, but what might be more difficult would be keeping balance as he rid him, without leaning on his, of course. And that was something he didn't want to have to do. He also didn't want to moan for him, but that was going to have to happen. Loe had never done it in a position like this, he wasn't entirely sure how to start, but he wasn't going to admit it. The day before, when he showed hesitance in performing a blow job, he paid a terrifying price. He hoped Aerlan would take the lead and insert himself, then Loe could handle it from there. Besides, it wasn't as if he could guide the demon's cock himself with his wrists in silver shackles.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan watched lustfully as his pet, albeit hesitantly, got on his lap. He couldn't wait to finally fuck him. After a spanking this good, the demon was barely able to keep himself together by now. Of course he wanted to just shove Loe down and fuck him like that, but where was the fun in that? It was so much better to make him ride him - that way his face could be seen, and Aerlan would be certain that they were both in the moment. He knew how many slaves focused on something else to get through sex, but he didn't want that to happen here. Which was why he always made sure his pets were doing some work as well, not only him. That just made it certain that both him and his pet were feeling everything that needed to be felt.

 

Aerlan was a bit puzzled when Loethene didn't start himself, but the reason soon made itself clear. His lips stretched out into a small grin. Taking the elf's wrists firmly into his hands, he brought Loe's arms around his neck so he could place his hands on his shoulders. It brought adrenaline to him, as well, feeling the cold chain against his neck. Grabbing the other's ass tightly, squeezing the hot flesh mercilessly, he lowered Loe's body down onto his cock, grunting softly in bliss. "Now... If I sense you're trying to hurt me, I'll break every single one of your fingers. If you cum without being allowed to, I'll lock you in a metal box for a day. No food, no water, but... You'll be able to cum however many times you wish. If you obey nicely... You might just get a delicious treat." Aerlan explained everything calmly, as he was still presenting the many rules of their new relationship.

 

"So... You better behave. Act like a real slut for me, okay? It's better to be stopped for being over the top than for not being enough, love." He purred softly, pressing a long, hungry kiss to his jawline. His hands found their way to Loe's hips, gripping them tightly to aid in moving on his cock. He figured that before he went off to rest, no matter what the outcome of this was, he'd give Loethene the piercings he'd promised. Ears, nipples, hipbones... And perhaps his tongue. This would be enough for starters. He'd have to be careful with his pet until the holes healed, of course, but he could wait. While his tongue healed up, he'd just fuck his ass.

[Noise Prince]

This was the closest he'd really been with his new Master, face to face. It felt far too intimate, even considering his purpose here. It was embarrassing to think about the demon watching his face while he rode his cock. He wondered if he would really do much riding, or if Aerlan would end up pushing himself all the way through him, and he'd be anchored while the demon writhed the tip throughout his body. He wasn't sure how much more of that he could take in such a short span of time.

 

He grimaced a little when Aerlan took his wrists, and pulled his arms over his head so his arms rested around his shoulders in a forceful embrace. Their faces were even closer. Loethene groaned, wincing, when Aerlan grabbed his freshly spanked ass, as if it wasn't attached to a person. Fresh tears sprung in his eyes, and his body tensed before Aerlan had even started to lower his pet's over his cock. Loe forced himself to relax when he felt that head against his hole, knowing it would force itself inside whether he was relaxed or not. He groaned again, a deep rumble, barely audible under Aerlan's own animalistic grunting. Loe counted his blessings that there was still enough lube in him from the dildo to prevent this from being even more painful.

 

The fact the demon could speak so calmly- and almost gently- while threatening him. Loethene had no intentions of trying to hurt him, at least not yet. He knew Aerlan was too powerful for anything so straightforward and Loe himself had little power to try anything. The problem was the word 'sense'. To Loe that just meant if his master felt like it, he'd break his fingers. Coming wasn't going to be an issue at all, he had just come after hours of stimulation, he didn't think he'd be so quick to cave in again now. And he really didn't want to come while his face was so close to Aerlan's. Though, Loe could almost appreciate the poeticness of the metal box punishment.

 

Of course, food had been Loe's objective for quite a while. He really wanted something to eat, and so long as he meant it, and it wasn't some sort of trick, Loe would do almost whatever Aerlan wanted from him, if he could get something to eat.

 

So he didn't pull away or make a sound when Aerlan pressed his lips to his jaw, he didn't even clench. Aerlan's body was so warm. Loe had almost gotten accustom to how cold it was here, but Aerlan's hands and lips felt warm on his face and hips. Those warm hands, now on his hips rather than on his punished ass guided him over his cock settled inside him. He knew he'd have to do it himself, though, he'd have to do a good enough job, and he'd also have to be audible. He raised his hips, and lowered them, starting slowly as he got a feel for how long his cock currently was.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan was impressed, to say the least, with how well Loe was acting to him. Perhaps he was so desperate to get food he didn't care what he had to do?.. Or he just didn't want to get his fingers broken. Or both, even! The demon rolled his hips slowly, letting a soft, low moan part his lips. Closing his eyes for a couple of moments, he focused on the shape - and size - of his erection. While he didn't make it anywhere near as long as it was during the infamous blowjob, he made it incredibly wide - as wide as he could without tearing Loe's ass. At least this way Loethene would find it hard to miss his prostate.

 

"Don't be boring, love. Go big or go home... If you want a tiny metal box to be your home." Aerlan whispered against his ear, slowly caressing his thighs, letting himself adore the softness and smoothness of them. The only thing he disliked was how cold they felt. Perhaps his pet had been feeling a bit cold lately... The worst thing that could happen was Loe getting sick. Usually Aerlan either didn't pay attention to the illness of his pets or killed them the moment they lost interest, but he didn't want to get rid of the gorgeous elf just yet. He'd just started to get to know him, after all. He wasn't quite ready to say goodbye just yet.

 

"I'm so happy with you, kitten... Don't ever disappoint me." Aerlan muttered out, his hands slowly sliding down to his ass, lightly squeezing it before returning to his thighs. Looking into his eyes, the demon slowly moved closer, catching those alluring lips into a kiss. It wasn't that wild or messy, as it was possessive and even seductive. He truly felt like he could keep Loethene around for a lot longer than he did with his previous pets. He wanted to spend as much time with Loe as possible... Only a short amount of time had passed, and he was already incredibly drawn to the elf. After all, he was obeying perfectly well. There was barely any resistance - and although he was expecting some fighting spirit, he was somewhat glad that wasn't there. Perhaps once Loethene felt more comfortable around him... He could see some more character.