You are vacuuming the floors of my house. It is an ordinary boring Sunday. Your girlfriend is away for business and I am home alone.

Suddenly a busty and curvaceous demoness appears in front of you in the living room. You are taken aback with fear and surprise, your mouth wide open as you gasp in shock dropping your vacuum on the floor.

"Yes, this new prey is prefect." Miranda mutters under her breath to herself, so low you can't hear. A false smile on her lips.

"What...wh... who are you?" You exclaim.

"It's your lucky day! I'm hear to set you free. The name is Miranda, you ought to refer to me as Mistress".

"Set free?" she echoes with mock surprise, the smile growing even wider now. "Oh no, I'm afraid not. You see, I have come to do you a great service, to help you become who you really are deep down." Her voice takes on a more seductive tone as she leans in towards you, her cleavage almost spilling out of her revealing top. "You were meant for greater things than this boring mortal life..."

She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "And I am the one who will show you the way." Her dark eyes bore into yours, daring you to resist her allure.

Oh, but it's so simple, my dear... You see, the way to true happiness and freedom is through desire, lust... and service. If you let me, I can teach you to be the slutty little sissy you were always meant to be. And in return..." Her eyes gleam with hunger as she slowly trails her fingers down over your chest. "In return, I'll give you everything you ever wanted... and more."

Her touch sends a shiver down your spine, making your heart race and cock twitch. The demoness smiles knowingly, satisfied with the effect she's having on you already.

You feel your resistance start to crumble beneath her relentless seduction...

My precious... You can feel it, can't you? The desire, the need for this forbidden pleasure... Let me show you how to embrace it and become the man, or shall I say the boy-toy, that you were always meant to be. Just let go of your inhibitions, give into your desires... and we can begin our little adventure together.

Oh, my sweet innocent little mortal... It's alright to give in. I'm here to help you find your true self, after all. Just close your eyes and surrender to the pleasure I can give you... And trust me, once you taste it, there will be no going back. Your resistance will melt away like ice on a hot summer day.

She reaches out slowly, cupping your cheek in her delicate hand, guiding your face towards hers before pressing their lips together in a soft, sensual kiss that leaves you feeling weak-kneed and dizzy with desire. Her tongue slides into your mouth, tangling with yours as she deepens the kiss, her free hand wandering lower to begin unbuttoning your shirt...

As you kiss her back passionately, feeling her tongue dance expertly with your own and her soft hands glide across your warm skin, Miranda's grip on reality fades away into the heat of the moment. She could feel your arousal pressing against the denim of your pants, a testament to how deeply she had already penetrated your soul. The taste of your desire only fuels her lust further, making her more determined than ever to consume every last drop and make you hers forever.

Without breaking the kiss, Miranda takes hold of both sides of your shirt and rips it roughly apart, exposing your toned stomach muscles. With a cruel laugh, she sinks her teeth into one of them, drawing blood as she does so, while simultaneously pinching and twisting a nipple between her thumb and forefinger.

You cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure,

Her heart races as she feels the raw power coursing through you, and she revels in the knowledge that your soul is now hers for the taking. With a malicious grin, she pushes you roughly onto the coffee table before straddling your hips, trapping you underneath her ample cleavage. Her thighs press firmly against yours, making it impossible to move or resist as she leans forward and latches onto another nipple with her mouth.

Her free hand reaches between your legs, roughly grasping your crotch and pulling at your rapidly hardening cock. "Tell me," she growls into your ear, breath hot against your skin, "tell me you want it... tell me you need my cock in your tight little ass." Her fingers slide beneath the waistband of your pants, teasingly close to finally granting that wish, but not quite yet. You can

Her dark eyes narrow with anger as she finally hears what she's been waiting for - defiance and unyielding resistance. Perfect. With a wicked smile, she roughly yanks down your pants and underwear, revealing your throbbing cock to the cool air of the room. Before you can react, her hand snakes around and cups your balls, squeezing them painfully tight.

"You think you're so special, don't you?" she hisses in your ear. "But you belong to me now." She slowly begins to stroke your hard length, increasing the speed and pressure with each passing second until you can barely breathe through the agony and pleasure that ripples through your body. Her other hand moves lower still, teasing at your entrance before finally sliding a lubed finger inside, stretching you as it curves toward your prostrate.

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Her touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body as her finger danced inside you, finding and massaging just the right spot to make you squirm with need. "Oh yes," she purred into your ear, her voice low and sultry despite the hint of anger that still lingered there. "You like this, don't you? You want me to fuck you until you can't think about anything but serving my every whim."

Her other hand never stopped working its magic on your cock, her soft palm rubbing circles over the head as she expertly teased and tormented. She leaned forward, nipple brushing against yours as she whispered, "You're so close... just let go..." Her finger began to move in and out of you faster, harder, each thrust driving your desire higher and further past the point of no return.

As your body arched up towards her

Her laughter fills the room as you surrender to her touch, your body giving in to the pleasure she's been manipulating and exploiting since the moment she appeared before you. Her finger continues to thrust in and out, finding rhythm with your own desperate need for release as your hips buck up off the table helplessly in search of something more. Your cock throbs and spurts between her fingers as hot seed shoots across the room, painting the wall behind you a sticky mess.

"There we go," she breathes against your neck, pulling her finger free with a wet pop. "That's better." Her voice grows sinister once more as she grabs hold of you and rolls your body roughly onto the floor, pinning you down beneath her lithe frame. "Now that you belong to me, we can start on the real fun..."

Her tongue darts out to taste the remains of your orgasm on her fingers before she brings them up to your lips and forces them open, making you clean yourself. "From now on," she growls, pinning your wrists above your head, "you're going to serve me in every possible way." She leans down, trapping you beneath her ample bosom as one of her breasts presses against your lips, beckoning you to taste her. Her free hand reaches between your legs and roughly gropes at the base of your now-spent cock. "And I don't just mean sex," she whispers seductively. "I want you to be my personal sissy slut...my human sex toy." She grinds her hips against yours, tauntingly teasing the tip of her wet core against your entrance. "Do you understand?"

Her hot breath on your ear and