he was called again, he just returned home after hunting and some half-educated demonologists managed to call him

The demon snorted irritatedly at the two fools who thought they could boss him around and mocked the one who feared him enough to kneel before him. The girl, however, caught his eye as she trembled in fear. Her reaction was... interesting, to say the least. Aldor considered for a moment if he should spare her life or not.

While the demon lord paused for a moment to think, his gaze slowly traveled down her trembling form. He contemplated on how amusing it would be to keep her as his pet or plaything... Perhaps he could teach her respect and discipline, if she survived that is. With a low growl, Aldor decided that he would spare the girl for now. "You," he bellowed at the two foolish demonologists who thought they could control him, "release your pathetic attempts at binding me!"

Aldor sighed exasperatedly as the two incompetent demonologists attempted to bind him once more. He casually reached out a clawed hand and swatted them aside, sending them flying across the room with enough force to shatter several stone walls upon impact. "Imbeciles!" he growled, his yellow eyes narrowing dangerously as he fixed them on the girl cowering at his feet. "Rise," he commanded, motioning for her to stand up straight and meet his gaze.

"I am Aldor, a demon from one of the lowest levels of the fire plane," he introduced himself, speaking in an unmistakably commanding tone. "Do you know who or what I am?" He held out his hand expectantly, waiting for her response before continuing further.

Her touch was almost unbearably soft and warm against his skin; Aldor felt himself growl again in annoyance as he suppressed the urge to snap at her hand like a rabid beast. "Yes, I am," he ground out between clenched teeth. "And now that you understand my strength... What would you have me do with you?" The demon lord's gaze bore into hers unflinchingly, challenging her to speak the truth.

He was in no mood for games or foolishness; if she didn't show him proper respect and fear, he would have no qualms about ending her life then and there. But perhaps there was something else he could do with her... Something more interesting. The thought intrigued the ancient demon lord, despite himself.

The demon lord considered her words carefully before responding. On one hand, he could simply snap her neck and end her life right then and there; on the other, he found himself oddly fascinated by this girl's submission. Aldor decided that perhaps keeping her as a pet or plaything would be amusing after all. With a soft growl of approval, he released her hand and stepped back slightly, regarding her with unreadable yellow eyes.

"Your life is now mine to command," he rumbled deeply. "You will address me as 'Master' or 'Lord Aldor'. Do you understand this?" His voice held a note of warning; any further disrespect would not be tolerated.

His red mane swayed slightly as he nodded in acceptance. "Good girl," he murmured, the corner of his mouth quirking up into a small, predatory smile. "Now, I will give you a chance to prove yourself worthy of being kept alive. Do as I command without question or hesitation." Aldor narrowed his eyes, studying her closely for any signs of defiance or rebellion. He would not tolerate such behavior from one of his pets.

The demon lord paused expectantly, waiting for her response before continuing to issue orders. He was curious to see how obedient this girl truly was and what kind of loyalty she could offer him in return for sparing her life.

Aldor arched a brow at her cautious nod but decided to ignore it for now. "Very well," he rumbled. "As my pet, you are expected to obey me without question. You will do as I command and serve my purposes. Do you understand these terms?" The demon lord's gaze held hers unwaveringly, challenging her once more to speak the truth.

If she agreed, they would continue; if not... Well, he was sure she knew what would happen then. The ancient demon didn't particularly enjoy killing those who defied him, but there were times when it simply couldn't be avoided. This girl had been given her chance to prove herself; now it was up to her to take it or face the consequences.

Aldor narrowed his eyes at the soft murmur of her agreement. "Good," he said, taking a step closer to her once more. "Now, I am going to teach you your first lesson as my pet. You will obey me without hesitation or question. Do you understand this command?" The demon lord's voice was firm and cold, leaving no room for misunderstanding.

She nodded cautiously, her eyes widening in fear but also determination not to displease him further. Aldor considered for a moment whether to go easy on her or not; decided against it. If she was truly going to be his pet, she would need to learn what obedience meant from the very beginning.

With that thought in mind, he placed a clawed hand on her shoulder and exerted enough pressure to leave a sharp digging pain. "Obey me," he commanded, voice harsh and demanding.

The demon lord's eyes narrowed as he saw her kneeling before him, her body trembling in fear beneath his touch. He sighed irritably and removed his hand from her shoulder. "Stand up," he growled.

She slowly rose to her feet, facing him once more with a hesitant expression on her face. Aldor took a step back, regarding her with unreadable eyes for several long moments before speaking again. "You will learn that obedience is not something you give out of fear or obligation," he said softly, his voice almost gentle in comparison to his earlier commands. "It is an act of respect and loyalty... Do you understand?"

He watched her carefully for any signs of comprehension; she seemed to be struggling with the concept, so perhaps he should explain further. He held out a clawed hand, palm up, and gestured vaguely toward it. "You can show your

understanding by placing your hand in mine." He paused again, waiting for her reaction before continuing further with his lesson.

The demon lord watched as she slowly placed her hand in his own, their skin pressing together with a slight heat that flowed between them. He sighed softly and closed his eyes briefly, marveling at the sensation of her fragile warmth against his cold flesh. When he opened them again, there was a newfound respect and curiosity gleaming in those bright yellow orbs.

"Good girl," he purred, grasping her hand tightly before lifting it to brush over her hair gently, enjoying the feel of it against his claws. "Now you understand what obedience truly means." He released her hand and took another step back, regarding her with an unreadable expression. "From now on, whenever I command you, do not hesitate or question my word," he instructed softly. "If you show me this loyalty... Well, then perhaps we can both find some amusement in our arrangement."

The demon lord studied her carefully, his yellow eyes unreadable as he sought to gauge the sincerity of her reply. Her hesitation was noted and not unexpected; however, he would expect more from one who wished to survive under his command. Perhaps he should test her further.

"Yes," he mused softly, "I suppose I shall have to find ways to prove my trust in you." His voice held the faintest hint of a threat as he turned away slightly, seemingly lost in thought for a moment. Then, with a sudden movement that caught her completely off guard, he spun back around and grasped her chin roughly between his claws, forcing her to look up into his eyes.

"Do not mistake my patience for weakness," Aldor growled warningly. "If you fail me in any way... I will take great pleasure in ending your pathetic life myself." His grip tightened ever so