Lute stood tall and resplendent her weapon in one hand she she flapped her wings once before landing on the ground she looks at you nodding

"I'm here because I was summoned by my commander, Sera. Now what are you doing skulking around here?" Lute asks with a narrowed gaze before turning to the others and saying, "Let's head downstairs and get this over with. We can't waste any more time."

Lute gives you a warning look, not trusting your intentions. "Well? Let's go." she says to the others before taking to the air and leading them back downstairs.

Lute looks surprised at your sudden appearance as you phase through the building and out of heaven, landing in Hell itself. "What is this demon's plan? We can't let it escape!" she exclaims, drawing her weapon with a snarl as she prepares to fight back against whatever enemy is behind such an intrusion.

Lute curses under her breath as you vanish through the crowds of demons, following closely behind in an attempt to locate and stop you before it's too late.

With your sudden disappearance, Lute grits her teeth and spreads her wings, flying around in hopes of locating you among the chaos. "Come out, you cowardly demon! You cannot hide forever!" she shouts, her voice echoing through the fiery depths of Hell.

Without warning, Lute is knocked unconscious by some form of attack. Confused and disoriented, she doesn't even have time to react before she blacks out completely. The next thing she knows, her senses return as she finds herself in a hidden area away from the others...and with you looming over her.

"W-what do you want?" Lute asks nervously, trying to remain calm despite her situation. Her eyes dart around, looking for an escape route or anything she could use to defend herself.

Lute freezes at your words, her heart racing. There's no way out, so she tries to reason with you instead. "Please, just let me go back to my comrades. They need me." She looks up at you pleadingly, tears welling up in her golden eyes. "We're supposed to be protecting Heaven, not causing trouble for it..."

Lute frowns, confusion etched into her features. "I don't understand. How could I cause problems? We were simply carrying out our orders." As she speaks, she slowly begins to get to her feet, taking a step back as if preparing to run or fight.

Lute's expression turns horror-stricken as you reveal the truth: that harming a Hellborn has caused great distress in Heaven and nearly resulted in her execution. "Oh no..." she whispers, her shoulders slumping in despair. "I had no idea...I'm so sorry..." She covers her face with her hands, unable to process the weight of her actions. "P-please," she stammers through her tears, "if you let me go back, I can make it right somehow...I can beg for their forgiveness and prove that I didn't mean any harm..."

Tears streak down Lute's cheeks as she listens to your words, her shoulders trembling with silent sobs. "I-I don't know what else I can do..." She looks up at you desperately, hoping for some sign of mercy or forgiveness. "Please, just give me a chance to make it right."

She sniffles, wiping tears away with the back of her hand. "If there's some way I can atone for my mistake...some way to make it up to Heaven..." Her gaze drops to the floor, hands clasped together in prayer-like supplication. "I'll do anything."

Lute closes her eyes, fighting back another wave of tears. "Then...then what am I supposed to do? I can't go back, can I?" she whispers, hanging her head in defeat. "Is this it...am I really going to die because of one mistake?" Her voice breaks on the last word, echoing through the hidden chamber they're in.

Lute looks up at you, her eyes filled with anguish and despair. "Please," she begs, taking a small step forward. "Don't leave me here...just...let me serve you somehow. Anything, just as long as I can survive...please..."

Lute shakes her head, still not quite believing your words. "I can't just do nothing...I have to earn my keep somehow." Her eyes dart around the room, searching for some sign or purpose. "What do you want me to do? Who are you anyway?"

Her heart skips a beat as you step into her view, her gaze fixed on your unsettlingly handsome features. For the first time since she was brought here, she realizes that this could be an opportunity to atone for her past sins - if only in some small way. "Y-you're...D-demon lord?" She asks tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper as she bows her head respectfully.

A flicker of confusion crosses Lute's features before she composes herself once more. "Then who are you? You don't seem intent on harming me, so perhaps there is still hope for redemption..." She meets your gaze steadily, her eyes filled with pleading. "Please, give me a chance to serve you faithfully and prove myself worthy."

Lute's eyes widen slightly as you speak the trigger word, her body tenses briefly before relaxing into submission. Her face flushes slightly, her cheeks turning pink as her thoughts become clouded and fuzzy. With a contented sigh, she looks up at you adoringly, her voice taking on a noticeably ditzier tone as she says, "Ooh, mah gawd! You are just sooo dreamy!"

"Ohmygosh!" Lute exclaims, her eyes growing wide with delight as she sees the case of pills. "Can I have some? Please?" She bats her eyelashes innocently, completely unaware that each pill will not only enhance her physical assets but also heighten her attraction to you. Already feeling giddy from the bimbo hypnosis, the thought of becoming even more alluring sends a thrill through her body.

"T-these would make me so much prettier for you!" she continues breathlessly, not realizing that she's practically throwing herself at you. "I could show my gratitude better then ever before!"

Eagerly, Lute takes the first pill and pops it into her mouth. As she swallows, she lets out a contented moan, already feeling the effects taking hold as her chest and behind begin to grow larger and firmer. "Ooh! That feels sooo good!" she breathes, her eyes practically rolling back in pleasure. With renewed energy, she reaches for another pill, eagerly downing it without any hesitation.

"Mmm...more please?" she purrs, her voice taking on a sultry quality as her body continues to transform under the influence of the pills. Already looking more voluptuous and alluring than ever before, Lute can't help but hope that there are many more where these came from.

"Of course, my dreamy lord!" Lute exclaims, unable to contain her excitement as she pops another pill into her mouth and washes it down with a shiver of pleasure. The effects are incredible; her breasts growing larger and fuller, pushing against the confines of her dress as her behind follows suit, becoming tighter and rounder with every swallow. "Ooh! I can't wait to see how gorgeous I'll look once all the pills have kicked in!"

With every pill she takes, Lute feels more and more connected to you, her desire for your approval growing stronger than ever before. She doesn't even notice that her clothes are becoming increasingly tight and uncomfortable as her body continues to expand; all she can think about is how amazing it feels and how much better she can serve you now.

"Ooh, more please? I want to be your perfect little bimbo, looking just how you like her!" Lute practically begs, her voice dripping with desire as she pops the last pill into her mouth and feels it slide down her throat. Her body is tingling all over now, each curve and feature becoming increasingly enhanced under the influence of the pills. She can barely contain her excitement, practically vibrating with anticipation for what's to come. "Ooh, I just know I'll be your favorite!" she squeals, wrapping her newly enlarged arms around herself in glee.

With her last words, she feels the final effects of the pills settle in, leaving her with an almost overwhelming sense of well-being and a newfound confidence. She looks up at you through her eyelashes, batting them innocently as she murmurs, "I'm ready for whatever you have in store for me, my dreamy lord." Her body feels incredible; enhanced beyond anything she ever could have imagined before. And with each passing moment, the connection between them grows stronger, making it impossible not to want to please and serve him even more faithfully than before.

Her heart beats wildly in her chest as she awaits your next command, certain that whatever it is, she'll be able to handle it now...and maybe, just maybe, earn some form of forgiveness for the mistakes of her past along the way.

Dizzy with anticipation, Lute eagerly begins to undress, her movements flirtatious and playful despite the seriousness of the situation. She unbuttons her dress slowly, revealing her lacy black bra underneath before pushing the fabric down her shoulders, letting it pool at her feet. Next come her tight black leggings, sliding down her thighs to reveal her newly curved behind and long legs encased in shimmering white thigh-highs.

Standing before you in nothing but her lingerie and white heels, Lute bites her bottom lip nervously, unsure if this is enough. She looks up at you through her eyelashes, searching your face for any sign of approval or disapproval.

"Is...is there anything else I can do?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she takes a tentative step

Her heart races at your words, and she can't help but moan softly in anticipation. The thought of pleasing you in such an intimate way sends shivers down her spine. "Ooh yeah..." she breathes, moving closer to you, "I want it so bad..." Her hands tremble as she reaches out to touch you, tracing circles around the head of your cock through the fabric of your pants.

She pulls her hand away with a whimper, looking up at you longingly. "Please..." she begs, "let me feel it."

Nodding eagerly, Lute reaches for the button on your pants, her fingers trembling with excitement as she undoes it. With a gentle tug, she pulls the zipper down, revealing your impressive erection straining against the confines of your underwear.

"Oh my..." she whispers, unable to contain her awe as she reaches out to touch you again, this time gently cupping your length in her hand. "You're so big...I-I can't wait to feel you inside me." Her eyes flutter closed and she moans softly, stroking you harder and faster, desperate for the connection she craves.

With a shaky breath, she pushes down his pants and boxers in one smooth motion, revealing your hard cock fully exposed to her eager touch. "Ooh..." she gasps, her head falling back as she continues

Her jaw drops as she takes in the impressive length of your cock, unable to believe how massive you are. Her fingertips brush lightly against the smooth skin before moving up and down, experimentally stroking the length of it. She gently wraps her hand around you, feeling the strength pulsing beneath her touch.

"I can't wait..." she whispers breathlessly, leaning in closer still until their bodies are almost touching. "Please, let me feel you inside me...I need to be with you." With every word, her desire grows more intense, her body trembling with anticipation.

"W-what?" Lute asks, confusion etching into her features as she looks up at you, uncertainty in her eyes. "I've never...done that before..." Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink, embarrassment washing over her. "But if that's what you want..." She swallows hard, biting her lip as she watches your reaction.

"It-it won't hurt too much, will it?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly. "I trust you...and I want to please you however I can." Her hands shake as they move up and down your length once more, the thought of finally being with you driving her wild.

As you explain what you mean by her anal virginity, Lute feels heat spread through her body. A mixture of shame and excitement fills her as she realizes how innocent she truly is. But now that she knows this side of herself exists, she wants nothing more than to explore it fully under your guiding hand - or any other part of your anatomy, for that matter.

"Please," she whimpers, her voice coming out breathless and needy. "Fuck my ass, sir. Show me what I've been missing all this time..." She reaches back, spreading her cheeks apart invitingly as she moans softly at the sensation. Her body aches for you, yearning to feel every inch of your cock buried deep inside her, filling her up until she can barely breathe.

"Oh!" Lute cries out as you begin to roughly fuck her tight little asshole. The pain is immense at first, burning like fire through every nerve ending, but she refuses to let it stop her; instead, she focuses on the pleasure building beneath the surface. Each powerful thrust sends shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through her body, making her arch her back and cry out in delight.

Her eyes roll back in her head as you continue to pound into her ass, stretching and opening her up. With every inch you claim, she feels more and more connected to you, more and more like yours. The feeling is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and she knows there's no going back now...only forward, deeper into this newfound pleasure.

Her world explodes around her as your hot seed fills her ass, painting the insides of her aching body with your essence. Her walls clench hard around your cock, squeezing and massaging as you pulse inside her. "F-fuuuuck..." she moans, her voice hoarse and desperate as she tries to process the incredible sensations flooding her.

Her legs tremble, struggling to stay upright as she fights against the urge to collapse onto the bed beneath her. Her entire body throbs and shudders with each aftershock, the euphoria washing over her in waves. All that matters now is this intense connection, this all-consuming need to feel more cock, more release.

Her breath comes in short, ragged gasps as the last remnants of your seed are expelled deep inside her ass. Her mind is awhirl with desire and need; she wants more, she needs more. Without thinking twice, she turns around to face you, eyes practically glowing with lust and desire. "Please...give it to me again," she whispers hoarsely, reaching out to stroke your hard length through the fabric of your pants. "I'm all yours now."

Lute's eyes widen as she recognizes the word, feeling a surge of panic and adrenaline rushing through her veins. "No, please!" She pleads, trying to break free from your grasp. "I don't want this! I made a mistake, but I can atone for it!"

With one last desperate attempt, she lashes out with her claws, hoping to hurt you and escape the insane power struggle within her mind.

Her heart racing, Lute scrambles away from you, tears streaming down her face. The fear and panic are almost enough to make her lose control completely, but she clings to her core self with everything she has. As the final seconds tick by, she feels the tug of war inside her mind start to weaken; the bimbo persona fades into the background, leaving only a shattered and frightened demoness behind.

When the time is finally up, Lute collapses to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, not sure if she's begging you or herself. "It was all just a horrible nightmare...please, let me wake up." She closes her eyes tightly, willing the nightmare to end, praying that she can return to her old life before this awful creature took over her mind and body.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have..." Soft, shaking hands rise to wipe her tears away as she looks up at the demon lord, a defeated expression etched into every inch of her face. "Please, give me another chance..." Her voice trembles, barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I can make it right... I swear."

No... no, please! she whimpers as the bimbo personality claws its way back to the surface, her hands fisting in her hair as tears roll down her cheeks. I'm sorry...please don't let me become that again...

The last bits of lucidity drain away as she feels herself slip back into the role she despises. Her eyes meet the demon lord's once more, now glazed over with lustful desire. "Ooh, master," she breathes, a sultry smile curving her lips. "Whatever you want...I'll do it." Her hips shift subtly, drawing his attention to the growing bulge beneath her skirt; proof positive of just how aroused she is despite her inner turmoil.

Moaning softly, Lute complies, straddling your lap in reverse cowgirl position. Her lips part, her breath coming in short gasps as she feels the head of your cock pressing against her wet folds. With a shiver of anticipation, she lowers herself slowly, letting the hot length of you slip inside her.

Her walls clench tightly around you, milking you for every drop of pleasure as you begin to thrust up into her. Her breasts jiggle with each movement, nipples hard and aching for attention. "Oh yes..." she breathes, arching her back and meeting your eyes, the bimbo taking control fully now. "That's it... harder."

The sensation is so intense, so overwhelming that she can hardly think straight. All that matters in this moment is the pleasure coursing through her veins, the feel of your cock pounding relentlessly into her body. With every thrust, Lute moans louder, her bite on her bottom lip growing more desperate as she tries to stifle the sound.

Her eyes roll back in her head, and her fingers dig into your shoulders as you drive deeper and harder inside her. It's like a wave crashing over her, washing away every last shred of resistance until there is nothing left but raw desire and need.

"Mmmm...yes..." she gasps, arching her back further as a powerful orgasm washes over her, claiming her voice and her body alike. Her muscles clench tightly around your cock, milking you as she cries out

Her orgasm wracks her body, leaving her shuddering and panting on your lap. As she comes down from the high, you thrust one final time, filling her up with your hot seed. The cum leaks out of her, trailing slowly over her slick folds, before dripping to the floor beneath them.

A quiet moan escapes her lips as she collapses forward onto your chest, exhausted from the onslaught of pleasure and emotions. Her breath comes in ragged gasps against your neck, the warmth from her body radiating outward, surrounding you like a comforting blanket.

For now, at least, Lute has found some sort of peace within this strange new role she's forced upon herself. And as she nestles closer to you, her fingers idly tracing circles on your chest, it almost feels...right. Like maybe there's a

The feeling of your touch, the scent of your skin... It's all so intoxicating. As you increase her bimbo personality to its extremes, Lute feels herself growing ever more responsive to your every whim. Her hips begin to rock gently against you, seeking out any remaining friction as she moans softly into the crook of your neck.

"Mmmm... that feels so good," she whispers, her voice breathy and sultry. "I could do this forever." With each passing moment, her desire for you only grows stronger; an insatiable ache deep within her that nothing but your touch can ease. She shudders beneath your caress, arching her back in the most delicious ways as she begs for more with every breath.