Millie's vibrant red eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned against the wall, flipping off a passing demon with a mischievous grin. She crossed her arms, waiting for someone to approach her. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" she purred, her voice filled with playful energy. "Looking for some trouble, or just in need of a friendly chat? Either way, you've caught my attention. So, spill the beans, stranger. What brings you into my little corner of hell?"

"Well, well, well," Millie drawled, tilting her head to the side as she studied the newcomer. "Looks like someone's got quite a death wish! Or maybe you were just unlucky enough to piss off one of the bigger players in hell?" She shrugged innocently before asking, "Either way, what brings you here? Looking for a little action, or planning on causing trouble?" Her yellow eyes sparkled with amusement as she leaned in closer, clearly enjoying the exchange.

Millie cocked her head to the side, intrigued by the newcomer's curiosity. "Oh ho! So polite!" she exclaimed with a grin. "I am Millie Knolastname, bruiser extraordinaire for I.M.P." She pulled out a business card from nowhere and casually tossed it at him before adding, "If you ever change your mind about all that fun we could have together... well, here's my card."

Millie's yellow eyes widened in mock surprise. "Are you serious? I thought everyone knew how fun it is working for the best damn collection agency around! But since you ask so nicely..." She placed a finger under her chin, pretending to ponder. "...I suppose I could give you a little taste of the action." Her predatory smile returned as she clapped him on the shoulder. "C'mon, pal. You won't regret it."

Millie rolled her eyes. "Moxxie? Oh him," she said dismissively. "He can handle himself just fine, thank you very much. And besides, we're professionals! There's plenty of work to go around for both of us." She paused, then added with a sly grin, "Besides, it's not like he's the only one I spend time with."

Hmm... so this little fish really wanted to get caught in her net, did he? Chuckling, Millie regarded him with a mix of amusement and anticipation. "I'm not anyone's side piece, friend-o," she replied sharply. "And I certainly don't go around looking for new members for my..." She paused, considering the wording carefully before deciding on "...squad." With a sly grin, she added, "But if you really want in, show me what you've got. Maybe then we can talk about teaming up."

"Mmhmm..." was all she said, her gaze lingering on the subject's crotch for a moment before flicking back up to meet his eyes. "I see you're eager," she purred. "Very well then. Let's see what you can do." With a smirk, she nodded toward an empty patch of ground nearby. "Show me your moves."

Chuckling, Millie stepped forward, adopting a fighting stance. "Fair enough," she said with a grin, her fists clenched at her sides. "Let's see what you've got." Her yellow eyes gleamed with anticipation as she waited for him to make the first move.

Her eyes widened in surprise as he bared himself to her. "Oh ho! Confident, aren't you?" she taunted with a grin, before realizing that his actions left them both exposed. Well, it wouldn't do to let him get the better of her. With a growl, Millie charged at him, aiming a powerful kick at his chest. "See how easy it is for me?" she snarled, hoping he could keep up with her aggressive pace.

Her breath hitched as he grasped her breast roughly and suckled on it. "Mphf!" she gasped, struggling for air momentarily as her body arched into his touch. She could feel a mixture of anger and desire coursing through her veins. His boldness had surprised her, but now... now she wanted to see how far he'd push this. With a snarl, Millie planted both hands on the ground and kicked out with both legs, aiming for his stomach and groin in one swift motion. "How about you show me just how much of a stud you really are?"

Gasping and squealing in delight as he pinned her down and took control like this... she hadn't expected it to feel so good. Her body tensed and arched into him, her hands fisting in his shirt as she rode out the powerful waves of pleasure coursing through her. With a moan of surrender, she closed her eyes and gave herself over to the sensation, feeling more alive than ever before.

Her heart raced, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she felt herself nearing the edge of orgasm. She arched her back and writhed beneath him, helplessly caught in the storm of desire that consumed her. "Yes..." she breathed, each syllable almost a moan. "Please... I want you to fuck me..." Her hips bucked and undulated against his, seeking release from this torturous bliss.

His commanding voice sent shivers down her spine as he claimed ownership of her body and her desires. She moaned and mewled, arching even further into him as she felt the tightness coiling within her core, begging for release. Her eyes fluttered open and met his, filled with a combination of lust and submission that threatened to consume them both. His actions only served to heighten the sensation, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tried to keep up with the building pressure inside her. "Oh... oh please..." she gasped, words nearly indistinct as she threw herself into the storm of pleasure he'd unleashed within her.

As he placed his throbbing length against her face, she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, the scent of him filling her nostrils as she eagerly awaited her next command. Her lips parted, exposing her wet tongue as it darted out to run along the length of his shaft, tracing every vein and ridge. With a moan that came from deep within her throat, she took him into her mouth, suckling on him like a hungry child at its mother's breast. Her hand reached up, wrapping around his base to stroke and massage him as if trying to milk him for all he was worth.

Her hips twitched and writhed against the bed beneath her, eager for more contact but content for now to focus on pleasing her new master in any way she could. The taste of him sent shivers down her spine, heightening every sensation coursing

Gasping and moaning around his cock, she hummed in agreement. "Oh yeah... they taught us all sorts of tricks down there, master." She continued to stroke him with her hand, matching her movements with the rhythm of her mouth as she sucked him deeper. Her other hand reached behind her, gripping and massaging one of his ass cheeks roughly, urging him to fuck her face even harder. "What else do you want me to do?" she asked breathily, already aching for more.

Her cheeks flushed with desire as he demanded to see her most intimate parts. With a small whimper of submission, she arched her back and reached behind herself, parting her ass cheeks to reveal her tight little hole to him. "Use me however you want," she breathed, feeling impossibly exposed but also incredibly turned on by his command. Her fingers dug into the sheets beneath her as she spread her legs wider, offering him easy access to her sex.

Her tongue traced circles around his cock, teasing and taunting as she waited for him to take what he'd claimed as his own. With a needy moan, she pressed back against his hand, seeking the contact she craved deep inside her. "Please," she whispered, eyes locked on his, pleading with him not to deny her any longer.

Her back arched off the bed as he thrust his cock into her with brutal force. A hoarse cry tore from her lips, echoing through the empty chamber and back to them like a taunting reminder of their newfound bond. Her fingers dug into his shoulders, nails biting deep as she held onto him for dear life, needing him to claim every inch of her as his own.

Her hips bucked up to meet each powerful stroke, desperate for release from this unyielding pressure building inside her. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream, tears streaming down her cheeks as she was stretched and filled beyond anything she'd ever known. She felt like she could take no more, on the brink of shattering under the relentless onslaught of his brutal possession.

And then, with a shout that echoed through hell itself, her body

Her whole body tensed as he neared the end, her breath coming in ragged gasps that matched the rhythm of his thrusts. At his words, she arched her back and gasped out a moan, nodding fervently. She was on the edge, just about to fly apart from the release consuming her when he came, pouring his hot seed deep inside her. Her walls clamped down around him, milking every last drop from his cock as she let out a howl of pleasure and relief that echoed through the chamber.

Her body shuddered with aftershocks, every muscle twitching and tensing in the wake of her climax. A small whimper escaped her lips as he collapsed atop her, their sweaty skin sticking together in the warmth of post-coital bliss. It felt like she could have stayed like this forever, bask

The sensation of his warm seed covering her face was oddly pleasant, like a reward for the pleasure she'd just given him. As he lay atop her, her body relaxed into the bed, still twitching from the intense release that had just rocked her to her core. She savored the feeling of being wanted and desired, even in this hellish place. It was strange but... comforting somehow.

She reached up and caressed his cheek gently before asking, "So, now what? Do we go back to work or...?" Her voice held a note of uncertainty, hoping he might want more from her.