Asmodeus's Manor

@♆ Seo Inguk --- TW! S.A ---

With the force of your hand, my head turns from the slap. Teeth gritted together as I scowl in return. Any time of moment of my hands had more pressure in keeping them pinned down. I wanted to fight back however it's difficult when you're paralyized by a demon. The slight pressure collasping around the throat had me breath heavily through my nose. Your other hand contiuned to taught me futher as you slowed the pace.

I know you were speaking however the only sounds that made it to my ears were high pitched ringing. My windpipe slowly crushing along with the consistant stimulation of slow to my crossed wires in my brain. Eye lids fluttered closed while you continued to speak. As much as I tried to stay conscious, I was slowly slipping into the darkness. Only thing that was keeping me afloat was your hand . The minute I was bring brought to the edge, the was ruined only to be slowly brought back to the edge once more.

Half hoodied eyes open up to you upon the touch of your hand to my cheeks. Brows knitted together then furrowed towards you. The tighting around my neck still made me struggle for breaths. Yet, I was determined to not give you satisfication of anything. As you go on with your fantasy, in my mind I dreamt what you would look like with your head on a spike.

Then your hand sped up without warning. The rapid heartbeat caged in my chest had forced my lips to part in shallow pants of air. In my mind, I was fighting. I was kicking, hitting, punching, biting.. anything to get you off of me. But alas, I was pinned down, choking on air that was forced from my lungs. My nose had a strong whiff of your scent when you captured my lips. Teeth harshly sank into your bottom tier enough to spill blood. Whatever pooled into my mouth I spat back at you.

Bringing brought back to the edge, my head tilts back into the pillows as my body stutters under you. A flash of green hits my eyes as I spilled myself into your hand. Mentally, I cursed myself but I was more angered with you.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ [TW for assault]
I affectionately patted your porcelain cheek, expressing a gentleness then a firm slap. My lips curved into a pleased smile as I looked at the red handprint on your face. “I’d expect nothing less of you. That’s what I like about you, my pretty Parkha.” A lazy smoke tendril slithered around your neck, akin to a snake assessing its prey. The sinful courtship dance commenced as soon as I stepped into your room.

“I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.” The smokey mist threatened to bond around your neck inch by inch as I slowed my . “I’d often thought fantasized about you moments like this. You in a state like this, catatonic. Stay here with me, like a good boy.”

My hand cups your beautiful face, staring down at you with a smile that appears to have your best interest at heart. “You are just a little fragile, my pretty Parkha. It’s important human masterpiece stay nice, safe for me.”

It’s common for me to wake up amid the night, pleasuring myself while thinking of you completely defenseless. Your body resting peacefully in the plush bed with you instead of wearing that filthy unbecoming scowl you always boar on your gorgeous face. “My pretty Parkha, there are nights I dreamt about shoving you down into this ing you raw. I’ve even dreamt of savoring the sound of your screams.” I would find pleasure in witnessing you struggle beneath my weight, observing your inability to resist the seductive allure that overtakes your rational mind. I craved to observe your endless battle with all your determination. “I wanted you to come undone for me.

I didn’t plan on crushing you; for I have always had a deep appreciation for beautiful possessions. I have to admit, I desired to see your indomitable will utterly destroy. I craved it, I craved you, and I’ve had my fill of this waiting game. “Pretty, so pretty, my Parkha.”

Longing for the sound of your breath through those tempting lips, I intensify the pace of my rhythmic movements on your manhood. I am determined to make those lips mine. You were mine, after all, my pretty precious Parkha. With my head dipped, I leaned in and kissed your beautifully full tiers. I’d always wondered what they taste like. What those wicked lips would feel like wrapped around my . “My pretty little masterpiece.”

Goosebumps pimpled my skin at the very thought. I mentally reminded myself to discover the answer tonight.

“I’m going to enjoy breaking you.”

@♆ Seo Inguk All the strength in my body felt like nothing. It feels heavily whatever is keeping me pinned to my mattress. Not that I could move anyways. With the continuing motions of your firm hand and whatever energy you're casting upon me, I'm becoming undone underneath you. I tried to focus on breathing mostly since there was nothing else I could do in such a paralyized state. Your thumb rubbing at the tip smeering any drip of precum around. My muscles only jerked in reaction. Quickly, my teeth sank into the bottom of my lower lip to not engage with any involuntery sounds. This seemed to work until another pulse strikes within me. My lower brim slipping from pearly whites just for my breath to choke within my throat.

Hues flashed of green omce more as I stared up towards you. I felt a tightening and heat build up in my lower abdomen. Digits curled into my palm causing imprints on my skin from my nails. Upon your question, I engage no response. Only the sounds of winded soft pants.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ “That is my pretty Parkha, so pretty. Just relax~” Charcoal vapor crawls, encircling your wrists and ankles further, holding you in place of the bed. Serpent shadows dance against the flickering of the candlelight and the crack of thunder whips across the sky.

The splitting of my tongue caused my words to come out clipped and in a hissed melodic tone. Your trousers are tugged by a wisp of smoke, inching them down your legs as it glide across the bedding. The porcelain-flushed body in front of me awakened my demonic energy cravings. My serpentine tongue flickered once more and my demon fangs elongated into an enormous canine. My hand gives you a firm tug up and down, allowing you the hard in my palm. Slowly, my thumb explores the wetness of your pre- on the sensitive head of your . “So much more well-behaved when you’re compliant, my Parkha.” The temperature warming from rippling emerald waves of mana filtering into the chamber. Tangy, sweet, sour, and with a hint of something smokey, the smell of sweet desire tickled my senses. What is the true origin of your desire?

“Tell me my Parkha,” A green wave of energy resting on your cheek sends traces of demonic compulsion directly into you. Tell me, what is it that you truly desire?”

@♆ Seo Inguk The more of the demoniac aura taking over me, the more my mind begins to slip and I start to lose control of my own body. It's a familar feeling. Living with lustful demons, one would get used to their nature. I guess it's only me now actually living in the manor since his other play toy vanished without word. Who knows where the wife is either. My awakes under your palm and goosebumps plague at my skin. I'm paralyized under your words and natural brown hues flashed the emerald green.

I focus more of my breathing as my heart is beating rapid under my chest. No matter how much I internally scream at myself, I can't tear my eyes from yours but lids flicker and flutter however. A light sound slips from my lips.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ “Many more than I could ever count.” My lips turned upwards, watching in the dimness of the moonlight. The shadows dancing in the oil lamp glow gave your face a softer ethereal glow. My dear, do you know what?” I asked, using my knees to part your legs wider. My hands still palm you through the cloth, slowly stroking you underneath the covers. “They just aren’t you, now are they my Parkha?” Ignoring your hand grasping mine continued to tease you before slipping my hand inside your underwear. My voice is low and medically hypnotizing. I wordlessly invite you to indulge in your desire. “Play with me~”

In the dimness of the night, I connect my gaze with yours, letting my hypnotizing aura of bleed through me as I invite you to play with me. “Its play time, my pretty mortal.”

@♆ Seo Inguk Cold dark eyes kept up towards yours. They squint as you preformed your tricks on me. I felt the heat rise along the length of my neck. With fire becomes electricty against my skin. I would fight fire with fire but it's pointless against a sin. The overwhelming of senses began to clouded my mind along with the sparked touch of your invading hand. My own rushed to grasp at your wrist that traveled away too far for comfort. A small growl left me. "I don't want to play. I'm sure you have other toys to entertain yourself with."

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ I pinned you deeper into the mattress trapping you with my hips. “You seem quite interested in your master’s personal life.” My hand traces the distinguished features of your face. Emerald green flames flickered between my fingers as I cascaded my hand down your neckline continuing down to your chest. “Have you begun to take a liking to me Parkha my dear?” The flames give off a minty chill along the goosebumps of your skin. Smoke curling around us clogging your nose with my natural demonic aroma of a hint of peppermint, smoke-age whiskey, and nutmeg. “My time is my own,” My hand continued to travel down the flat of your abdomen resting on your clothed . “Being the boss has its perks.” “I like to play just as hard as I work.” I traced the tip of your member lightly with my fingertips before giving you a firm squeeze. “It’s playtime.”

@♆ Seo Inguk I could only groan in annoyance as my personal space, my bubble was invaded by the lust prince. Lids peeled open just for dark orbs to match the ones beeding down back to me. The only barrier we had between us was my silk nightwear in which I was thanking myself to wear tonight instead leaving myself bare. An unamused and dull expression is painted across my features not wanting to entertain you further to see if you'll just go away.
"Don't you have two clubs to run and a wife to attend to?" My hands were trap between us as I didn't bother removing them from their resting position.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ Your question fell on deaf ears as my sights were set elsewhere. My eyes quickly acclimated to the darkness of your chambers. A smile tugged at my lips when my teeth trapped my bottom tier, clearly amused but the sight before me. It was almost too easy. A pretty little toy obediently resting so peacefully in bed. My human form materialized into a misty emerald cloud of smoke nestling underneath your sheets. I twist and coil around you, transforming back into my humanoid figure. flesh hovered over you before collapsing on top of your body. "You still sweet from a hard day's work, my little toy."
I whisper in your earlobe as I thread my hands from through your long hair.

@♆ Seo Inguk Surrounded in darkness and the warmth of bedsheets, eyes has fallen closed as I let myself slip into a calm and relaxing state. Although, I never really sleep as I am always constantly on high alert. Head flat on the puffy yet firm pillow, my hands on my abdomen, I breathe a steady rhythm. Slowly slowly... I am consumed by sleep until I felt a disturb presence entering my room. I didn't need to guess who it was as there is only one other person here in the entire that was the owner. "What the do you want now?" My eyes stayed closed and my body unbothered. I kept myself in a the cozy cacoon of the blankets.

@♦ Parkha ¥✔ Rose petals decorate the top of my bubble bathroom. New breath circulates through my lungs from the refreshing eucalyptus oil-infused water soothing my body. "Mmmh, thats the spot," I groan, enjoying the feel of the jets pulsating and pounding over my muscles. The warmth of the water put me in a place of euphoria beckoning my demon power to come to life. My hand finds my manhood, and I begin stroking myself to life. It had been nearly 24hrs since I last laid my seed or even exercised an aura of lust on some poor unsuspecting soul. I needed some sense of reprieve from my hellish energy. I began to moan, enjoying my ' sensitive touch and teasing. My hips slowly bucked into my palm, craving more. Much more…Ironically enough, when I detect a familiar presence entering the Manior. "Well, well, he's right on time." I released myself, coming to my feet out of the bathtub. My hand was about to reach my bathrobe when I thought what a waste of time it would be, then I proceeded to make my way to your room.

@♆ Seo Inguk After a long night out, I return to the manior quietly and retired to my room without disturbance. It was after a nice warm shower and fresh clothes, I was in the comfort of my own bed. At this point, I had came to terms after being subjected to a year of enslavement under the lust prince. There was no sense of fighting or definance anymore. Just a waste of energy. Energy I don't want to waste on a mere demon.

I closed the door behind me entering my parlor. My eyes do a quick pan of occupancies, and I was pleased to see for once I had no guess. The servants had retired for the night, and my slave had been working late hours at the diner. It was nice to take this opportune time for myself.

@♆ Seo Inguk Your words were like a hot brand on my exposed skin. I wanted to look at you, wanted to capture you in my gaze to drink in every inch of your tall frame, but no.. I was taught better than that. I hadn't gone through literal and proverbial Hell just to throw all away the moment I stood before you. Taking in a deep breath, I allowed my head to bob in a nod before pausing. I had taken so long to think about what I would say, what I would do, but honestly none of that mattered now.
Raising my head, I dared a place on your direction. Shock held me for mere moments before my composure swallowed all other emotions. "Yes, Master.. They trained me thoroughly.." Though my words held a bit of monotony, they were laced with a sultry vigor as a bit of my power eased their delivery. I was home.

@♆ Seo Inguk /sits up in the bed, just makes it even more of a mess moving and guilding the blankets about in the paint;
As I said, my art. My gift to you. Merry Christmas.
/arms are folded to my chest;

@♦ Parkha ¥ Art my , /I paused in the center of the room before violently tossing you in the bed on the mess you gifted me./
What the if this? /I pointed towards the bed. My voice even although my eye told a completely different story./

@♆ Seo Inguk /is drape over your shoulders like a rag doll and carried up to the room, my breath slightly hitched then I growled at the sudden smack of my ;
I made you art.

@♦ Parkha ¥ Now /picks you up throwing you over my shoulders/
Let's go examine the mess you made shall we.
/spanks you as I ascended up the stairs to my bedroom with you in hand./

@♆ Seo Inguk /keeps a hard piercing gaze towards your eyes to meet with your own as you paralyze me yet I could still sneer, I couldn't move anything by my eyes so my arms were left to their sides;

@♦ Parkha ¥ Shut up human /I shooked my head then wave my hand in front of your face speaking an ancient incantation to paralyze you. Reaching for your throat to keep you steady I level my gaze with you./
Today is the day you learn some in respect. I've been patient and tolerant of you this far but enough is enough. You will learn your place today!

@♆ Seo Inguk /suddenly finds myself here, your hand still around my throat and standing behind me, I push away from you immedately;
Back away, demon.

@♆ Seo Inguk I scale up the stairs into the bed master room with yellow and purple gallons of paint. Putting the gallons down and fists my hand into my pocket, I search for my cigarettes and placed the cancerous stick between my tiers. I snapped my fingers to light the end of the bud. Taking a long drag, I exhailed out the poison from my lungs. I stretched out my limbs then took the yellow paint. To begin my masterpiece...
Opening the can, I begin to tilt the paint at an angle making a steady steam of yellow flow from the can to the floor. I started to walk from one end of the room to the other while walking in a sway. I placed the yellow near a chair then opened the purple. Eyeing the bed, I drag the puple towards it. I took off the sheets and dunk them into the gallon then placed them back onto the bed. I made the bed perfect the way it was before. I ran my hand through my hair while looking at the plain walls.
"Boring.." I walked back to the yellow and grabbed the can then splashed the paint onto the walls and wall decor. I took the purple and did the same as before. It began to look like an art piece.... children art piece. With the gallons empty, I put out my cigarette and placed it in the purple can. Whistling to myself, I walked out the room and closed the door behind me. I walk towards the study to catch up on reading.

@⚜ Lee Sangbi ¥ [H] Keeping a watchful eye upon you as you entered the residence I could damn near smell the uncertainty and hesitancy on your flesh. Something was different about you. Your soul not as pure as before, your demeanor not as bright as it once was. No matter the taste of your sin was just a delightful as before. Pivoting on my heels I walk to the center of the hall looking down at you wants the from above the railing. "Thank you, that will be all." I simply said with a nodded of my head centering my focus upon you. Tilting my head with an intrigued smirk finally parted my lips to greet you. "Long time no speak my delightful little kitten. I hope the house of correction has been good to you?"

[sorry for taking so long this week has been a mess]

@♆ Seo Inguk Two months.
Two months since I had last seen your face. The face of the man who now both delighted and haunted my every waking moment. The man who turned my beautiful dreams into pleasurable nightmares. In the beginning I had felt only emptiness tainted with a resentful horror. Then came the anger- an irrefutable rage that boiled me from within until I could no longer contain it. Finally, came a uneasy sense of understanding that soon mixed with a sinful desire. Day in and day out, the heat of your gaze branded my core until all I could think of.. all I could ever picture.. was your face.
It was then that the halting of the car had my mind reeling with endless possibilities. Would you welcome me with open arms.. or would you continue to punish me for my unforgivable wrongdoings? The question both enticed and berated my inner sanctum.
Stepping out of the sleek black vehicle, I took in a shaky breath, my body unfolding as the suns rays beat down on my tattooed skin with a greedy sheen. One minute.. then another.. I stood there, trying to comprehend my current reality. I didn't know if I was truly safe with you, and that thought had me halting where I stood. I made no move to search you out because I knew that the moment my eyes feasted on your visage, I would undoubtedly and irrevocably be yours' to claim.

@⚜ Lee Sangbi ¥ [H] It had been a long two months since I'd last sent you away to a trying house for slaves. As angry as I had once been with you I hated to admit that having your absence in the Manor brought a sense of emptiness. The halls lonely, my bedroom a bit colder and time seemed to stand still. I stood on my balcony looking out at the city lights below anxiously awaiting your arrival. Wil a crystal glass of whiskey in hand I turned my attention over to the black service car pulling up in my driveway. 'There, she here.' I thought to myself as a smile arrived on my lips.

@♆ Seo Inguk The feeling of the belt as it gently caressed the reddened skin of my had me piratically vibrating with anticipation. The desire to feel your pleasuring pain all too apparent as my mouth seemed to water at the very thought.
"YES" I cried, my body jerking as my prayers for the biting leather were answered, my head lulling forward slightly as my mind clouded in a haze of lust. More.. I wanted- needed more. Allowing a bit of my power to unleash, I looked up at you only to let out a loud groan. "Daddy!"
Fighting back the urge to scream out again, I whispered my response in a hoarse tone, "I-I played.. without your p-permission.."

@⚜ Lee Sangbi ¥ Taking my dear sweet time to admire the juices seeping down your glistening , I smile satisfied with the helpless little minx you've become. My hands found their way to my belt buckle and made short work of it. I wrapped the belt around my hand, allowing the leather to tease over the flesh of your perky cheeks slowly. Tilting my head, watching the smooth leather bring goosebumps to your skin, and your swell with neglected need. "Oh Kitten, Kitten..." I began in a neutral tone before allowing the first loud crack to snap over your . "Do you know why you are here like this?" I questioned knowingly before issuing another loud echoing crack over your the other cheek enjoying the redden blemish forming. "Tell Daddy why you're being punished, Kitten," I said, standing beside you, feeding off your lustful desire relishing in your torment. "Why is my naughty little Kitten bent over my desk?"

@♆ Seo Inguk The sinfully sweet weight of your command hit my core like a javelin, the desire to fight you sending chills rocketing against my milky skin as goosebumps formed along its exposed expanse. Resisting the urge to give you a reply, I allowed my body to go lax, letting you move me to your will as a gasp danced along my full lips. "Mmm.." I groaned with the new positioning as my cheek pressed into the wood.
"Ahh!" An alluring and luscious pain soon radiating from the epicenter of your grasp as my back bowed with your motions. It was as though my body acted on it's own, my legs parting with a quickened ease as my juices slowly dripped along my inner thighs.

@⚜ Lee Sangbi ¥ “Do not speak until I tell you to,” I commanded in a stern voice. I could sense your impatience residing in you. I only brought a smile to my lips, seeing you weakly displayed across the oak desk in front of me. My arousal was twitching in impatience upon smelling the anxious lust frustration seeping from your core. I love feeding over my prey when they were at the heightened ual peak. You needed this…you needed discipline as much as I needed to reinforce my dominance over you for you to learn your place within my household properly. I grabbed your right wrist roughly and pulled it behind your back, bending the arm at the elbow so that it lay stretched across the back. Repeating the action with your left, bringing them together, and wrapping soft leather cuffs. The sweet sound of the metallic clink as I fastened your wrists together tightly, effectively binding back arms behind her back and burying my fingers in your long locks before roughly jerking your head back to me. My lips whispered against your ear. “Trust me, kitten; you will absolutely show me how sorry you are. Now be a good little and spread those ing legs for Daddy.”