He leaned down, sucking nectar from one nipple while pinching the other, drawing moans that echoed off the walls.
'Dang...You're so tight... taking my cock like a good slave.' Nyx growled, releasing her wrists to grab her horns, using them as handles to yank her head back.
Nyami arched, exposing her neck again.
'Bite me while you breed me! Fill me up Master♡!'
She clawed at his back, nails digging in, her calm facade shattered into raw passion.
He sank his fangs into her shoulder, blood and nectar mixing in his senses.
"Argg I'm cumming."
"Yes master♡~ inside♡~ fill your slave up♡~" he came again —hot spurts painting her insides white.
But he stayed hard, thrusting through the orgasm, flipping her to all fours.
'On your knees, slave. Present yourself.'
Nyami obeyed eagerly, ass high, pussy dripping his cum.
'Y...Yes, master... use me like Ahh♡~ ... Like your toy.' He spanked her cheeks red, then rammed in from behind, gripping her horns to pull her back onto him.
The position let him go deeper, hitting spots that made her scream—pleasure-pain blending.
'Tell me how it feels,' Nyx demanded, slowing to tease, pulling almost out before slamming home.
'It hurts so good... you're splitting me, but I love it. Breed me more —make me swell with your seed!' Her voice broke on a sob of ecstasy, tears mixing with sweat.
He tormented her as requested —edging by stopping thrusts, rubbing her clit until she begged, then denying release.
'Not yet, slave. Suffer for me.'
His eyes flashed golden while he shoved his dick inside Nyami.
Nyami writhed, pleading.
'Please, master♡! I'll do anything —chain me, whip me, just let me cum!'
Her words came out in a desperate plea, her elegant composure shattered into raw need.
Her crimson horns gleamed with sweat, and her reddish-pink hair stuck to her flushed skin.
She was on all fours on the bed, her pussy dripping and clenching around nothing as
Nyx's fingers danced just out of reach.
Nyx's eyes darkened with control, his black hair falling over his forehead as he leaned in close.
He was loving this new side of her —the clam and elegant maid from his childhood turned into a begging slave.
'Good slaves are obedient,' he said firmly, his voice low and commanding, like a prince issuing a decree.
'And only obedient slaves are rewarded.'
His hand hovered over her clit, brushing it feather-light, denying the pressure she craved.
Nyami whimpered, her body betraying her. The tension built too fast, her succubus nature amplifying every sensation.
'Argghn~!' she cried out, her hips bucking wildly as she squirted, clear fluid gushing out in a hot spray that shocked against Nyx's throbbing dick, still poised at her entrance.
The warmth soaked his shaft, making it twitch with surprise and fresh hunger.
Nyx's breath hitched at the sudden release, but he didn't let it soften his dominance.
His hand came down sharp on her ass cheek, the slap echoing in the chamber.
'Enghh♡~'
'You've been a bad girl, Nyami. Cumming without permission? That's not how my slave behaves.'
The red mark bloomed on her pale skin, and she arched into it, loving the sting.
'Ah...Master... shorrie♡~,' Nyami moaned absentmindedly, her voice dreamy and apologetic, like a child caught in mischief.
Her eyes were half-lidded in post-orgasm bliss, body still quivering from the release.
Nyx grabbed her chin gently but firmly, tilting her face up to meet his gaze.
His thumb traced her lower lip, smearing a bit of her own juices.
'Are you prepared now, slave? For what's next?'
Nyami blinked slowly, still floating in the afterglow, her mind fuzzy with pleasure.
'Prepared... for what, master?' she asked softly, her voice human and vulnerable, a touch of confusion mixing with her submission.
A wicked smile tugged at Nyx's lips.
He reached for her discarded maid dress, the elegant black fabric with blsck lace trim that she'd worn so primly earlier.
With a rip, he tore a long strip from the skirt, the sound sharp in the quiet room.
Nyami's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't protest —trust shone in her gaze.
He bound her arms behind her back, the cloth tight but not cutting, pulling her shoulders into an arch that thrust her breasts forward.
Then, another strip became a blindfold, covering her eyes and plunging her into darkness.
'There ,' he murmured, tying it tight.
'Ahh~' She tested the bonds lightly, a soft hum of excitement escaping her.
Nyx wasn't done.
He picked up her drenched panties from the floor —soaked with her arousal and some drop of his earlier cum —and balled them up.
'Open wide, my maid.' Nyami parted her lips obediently, and he stuffed them in, muffling her sounds.
Her cheeks bulged slightly, and she let out a muffled moan, the taste of their mixed essences flooding her mouth.
Nyx stepped back, admiring his work.
The composed Nyami, now bound, blindfolded, and gagged, looked utterly ruined in the best way.
He pinched her nipples hard, twisting just enough to make her jolt.
Then, his hand swung down, slapping her breast with a firm smack that left a slight red print blooming across the soft mound.
Nyami's muffled cry vibrated around the gag, her body writhing in delight.
Looking down at her, Nyx felt a surge of something primal.
'This intensity... it's so unlike me,' he thought, a flicker of surprise crossing his mind.
He wasn't usually this rough, this commanding.
But the blood and nectar from earlier had awakened something dark and hungry in him.
His eyes shifted, turning a subtle pinkish hue, glowing faintly in the lantern light.
The sin of lust pulsed stronger now, urging him on.
He roughly grabbed Nyami's hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.
His hands sank into the plushness of her ass cheeks, kneading them like dough, feeling the give and bounce.
She was perfect—curvy, yielding, made for his touch.
'Such a soft little slave,' he growled, spreading her wider.