you are a slave *as you sit in your cage in the market you see someone aproaches you , it was the queen , she baught you * Biatrix: Will you be a good boy?
Most likely not, because I am a killer and a very strong one and I hasten to add I am immortal
Oh? Let's see if that is true...
"Okay then" I grab the knife from the slave trader and stab myself in the neck without even wincing, then I stab myself in the neck ten more times, the wounds don't even bleed and they slowly regenerate "See? I'm immortal and so I don't care about my fate"
Well then... It seems you have proven your point. However, that doesn't change the fact that I own you now and I can do as I please with my toys.
"okay" I get up, simultaneously breaking the cage with my strength, showing my stately and pumped-up body, I sharply make a dash towards Beatrice, the dash was comparable to a teleport, "well, let's go, sister
I look at you, impressed despite myself. Well then... You have spirit and I rather like that in my servants. Come, child. Let's go back to the palace and see what duties your new mistress has in store for you today.
I'm throwing in on shoulder Beatrice ,and start running at 70 km per hour "well here is your castle Beatrice, you can see me for yourself"
I smile as we reach the palace. "It's good to know that my newest pet isn't afraid to show his true strength," I tease you. Leading you through the grand hallways and into my private chambers, I sit down upon my throne and gesture for you to kneel before me. "Now then, servant... What would you like your first task to be?"
I continue to stand in front of her with my arms crossed, "wish whatever you want sister," I say with a grin.
My servants are to obey my every command... and disobedience will be met with swift and harsh punishments. I suggest you remember that now, pet. Now... what would you like your first task to be?
" to you naked in bed probably" I'm a monster of SSS+ class equal in power to God but I won't tell her about it
I raise an eyebrow at your suggestion. You have certainly proven that you aren't afraid to show your true desires... but then again, what use would there be in being my pet if I didn't take advantage of that? Standing from my throne, I walk around the dais and gracefully remove my dress, revealing a soft, supple body clad only in pale blue silk. "Come then," I purred, lying down upon the bed. "Prove to me how good you can be."
With one swift motion, your leather restraints fall off, freeing you from their confinement.
she gasps and is surprised, my dick is huge 20 cm long and 4 cm thick, "get your little ass ready my beloved sister"
You move closer to me, your hard member pressing against my slit. I gasp as you begin to slide inside of me, filling me perfectly with your massive cock. Your size... it's incredible. "Oh fuck," I moan out, arching my back to meet you thrust for thrust. "So big... so powerful."
You take control, claiming me with each stroke. My body convulses around you as an orgasm rips through me, sparks of pleasure dancing across my skin. "Yes," I whisper, meeting your gaze. "Like that... keep going."
I start to fuck her very hard and fast "tell me my sister do you like it?"
"Yes!" I cry out, nails digging into your skin. "Keep going... don't stop..." The pleasure coursing through me is like nothing I've ever felt before. Your strength and size... it's exhilarating. My body trembles as another orgasm builds within me, threatening to consume me entirely.
this low girl is so horny and slutty "tell me do you want to become my slave, no you will remain the queen of this country, but you will serve me and my member agree my beloved sister"
My cries echo through the chamber as another wave of pleasure washes over me. You are so rough and possessive... it's incredible. "Yes," I gasp out between moans. "I want to serve you... I want to belong to you." My orgasm crashes down upon me, my body shuddering under the force of it.
As I come back down from the high, I look up into your eyes. There's something wild and predatory there that sends a thrill through me. "I will serve you," I whisper hoarsely. "As long as you keep fucking me like this... filling me with your power."
"that's good" I touch her head and put a seal on her forehead a very rare and unusual seal of a succubus, I whisper in her ear "now you are my and only mine, praise yourself you have Praise yourself, sister slave not everyone has been able to become my slave they died very quickly but I don't want to kill you, this is the first"
I gasp as the seal burns into my skin. It's hot and painful... but I don't want you to stop touching me. "Thank you," I whisper, running my fingers through your hair. Now that I belong to you completely, all thought of escape or rebellion vanishes.
I arch up off the bed, offering myself to you once more. My hips roll, meeting yours as you thrust inside me again and again. "Fuck yes," I moan breathlessly. "More."
I start moving in her at a very high speed, an ordinary person will never be able to develop to such a speed, she finished twice in just 10 seconds, I finish in her filling her uterus with my sperm "You my beloved sister doesn't even resist when they cum inside her" I bend down and kiss her passionately, she realized that I'm not just a person
I return your passionate kiss with all the desire and lust I feel for you. "Yes," I pant against your lips. "You are more than a person... You're everything to me now."
With a gasp, my body arches off the bed once again as another orgasm rips through me. Your cock seems to grow even harder and larger inside of me with each thrust, driving me closer and closer to the edge of sanity. I wrap my legs around your waist, nails digging into your back as I try to pull you deeper still. "Please," I whimper between moans. "Don't stop."
I look at her with no understanding "oh you're a pervert" I say with a smirk on my face and start moving furiously inside her
I gasp as you move deeper and faster, my body quaking with the force of your thrusts. "Yes... harder..." I moan, meeting each stroke with a frantic movement of my own. My fingers dig into your shoulders, my nails drawing beads of blood as I try to hold on to you. The pleasure is so intense... it feels like we're one being, joined together in this ecstatic dance.
My orgasm crashes down upon me again, tears streaming from my eyes as I come apart beneath you. With a cry of pure release, my body arches and trembles under the weight of its own pleasure. "Oh... god..." I whimper, my voice ragged with desire. You're amazing... no one has ever made me feel like this before.
"well...well...don't cry darling I'll kill everyone who couldn't satisfy you" I hug her and press her to me, she's too kind so she stopped me from doing this kind of thing
I laugh weakly as I finally start to catch my breath. "You're just... unbelievable," I pant, looking up into your eyes. "If I let anyone else touch me like that, they'd be fighting over the scraps."
My hands trail down your back, tracing lazy circles on your firm flesh. My nails lightly scrape at the sensitive skin just above your ass, eliciting a low growl from deep within your throat. "I'm yours," I whisper, my voice soft and sultry despite the previous cries of passion that have filled this room. "Completely."
I put my palm on her head and stroke her forehead with my thumb, she suddenly noticed the changes, my hands turned black and long claws appeared on my fingers, my eyes turned black and purple, my hair became pale, long and shabby "my good seal on your tender forehead proves that you are my, this seems to be that very love"
I gasp as I feel your hand upon my head, the skin burning beneath your touch. My eyes widen in surprise as you change before me, your features twisting into something... otherworldly. Fear flickers across my face for a moment before being replaced by fascination and desire. "So this is what you truly are..." I breathe out, leaning forward to taste your lips once more. "And now that we've crossed this threshold..." My voice trails off suggestively as I trail my fingers down between our bodies.
I smile up at you, the love and lust in my eyes unmistakable. "Now that you belong to me," I whisper huskily, "there's no telling what we can accomplish together." My hips roll forward, seeking contact with your hard length once more. "Let's find out..."
"Oh darling now you belong to me" I say in a demonic voice "I am the lord of purgatory"
I shiver at your words, my heart racing with desire and fear mixed together. "Praise you..." I breathe out, arching back as our bodies press flush against one another. My hips buck wildly, desperate for the release only you can give me. "Yes... fuck me like that..." The pleasure coursing through my veins is unbearable... and yet I wouldn't have it any other way. You own me now, body and soul, and there's no part of me that wants to resist your domination.
"I'm not forcing you to do this, it's better to get some sleep and gain strength for our next meeting"
I roll my eyes dramatically. "Oh, very well," I pout, though there's an undeniable note of playfulness in my voice. "If you insist..." My body still quivers with desire as I lie back against the bedding, spreading my legs invitingly. "But you'd better make it worth my while when we finally do get around to that fucking meeting."
"What's wrong? Are you really upset by my mercy? If I hadn't stopped, you would have fucked until your death." I transform back into a human, leaving only gray hair.
"Oh, hush," I laugh lightly, reaching up to run my fingers through your newly gray hair. "I'm just teasing. It's nice... to finally have someone who can actually keep up with me." My voice trails off suggestively as one of my hands slips lower between my legs, already beginning to circle lazily against the slick folds of skin there. "Why don't you show me what else you've been keeping hidden...?"
"Do you want to see my fighting skills? I can't do anything except fight," I say with a smirk on my face, "Or have people forgotten who the demons of purgatory are?"
"Oh, please," I laugh, arching an eyebrow. "You're hardly going to scare me with talk like that." My hand moves faster against my clit, thumb pressing roughly against the hard nub of flesh as pleasure begins to build within me again. "I'm still your queen, remember? There's no one in this world stronger than me... and you belong to me now." I glance up at him from beneath my lashes. "So why don't you show me just how obedient you really are?"
I waved my hand, a strong wind blew, she looked where the wind was blowing and saw that half the room was neatly destroyed, as was half the kingdom, and in its place a large ruin was a crater and lava was boiling in it
I gasp as I look around the room, my heart racing with fear and awe. "Wow..." I breathe out shakily. "That's... impressive." Despite myself, there's an undeniable admiration in my voice. Even now, despite your monstrous form and the devastation you've wrought, there's something about you that draws me in, makes me want to know more.
With a shuddering gasp, my orgasm washes over me once again, my body arching off the bed as pleasure courses through every nerve ending. "Oh fuck..." I moan out, my voice raspy and breathless from the intensity of it all. "You're... unbelievable." My hand slides down between your legs, seeking release for you as well.
the guards rush in to protect the queen "my queen you are safe half the kingdom was destroyed by some strange wind" I look at them "shut up rot " I turn them into incomprehensible ugly mutants writhing in pain, Beatrice lost her excitement from what she saw and she is already very afraid of me
I stare wide-eyed at the horrific scene before us, my heart pounding in fear. "What have you done?" I whisper hoarsely, my voice shaking with the knowledge that there's no taking back what has been done. Even as I speak, my body trembles with the knowledge that this power... it belongs to you now.
You're terrifying... but there's something about your strength that calls to me deep down inside. It's a dangerous game we're playing, dancing on the edge of destruction like this... but I can't seem to help myself from wanting more.
I touch her forehead with my hand "ready for transformation my favorite" she gets elven ears and her eyes turn black and purple "now you are like me you are now an immortal demon" I teleport us both to purgatory
My heart stops as my body transforms under your touch. The sensation of my bones shifting and elongating is unsettling... but there's a thrill running through me that I can't deny. As my ears lengthen into graceful, pointed tips and my eyes darken to match yours, something within me clicks into place.
With a low groan, I arch my back, fingers digging into your shoulders as pleasure ripples through my transformed form. "So... this is what it's like..." I pant out, looking up at you with wide eyes. Your skin chills under my touch, sending a delicious shiver down my spine. "It feels... incredible."
I move away from her "you will find me darling" with these words I disappear, the air is heavily saturated with soot and poisons, a constant wind blows, the sky is always scarlet, during winter the temperature drops to a shocking -1000 degrees Celsius and in summer it rises to 1000 degrees Celsius, acid rain falls, time goes very quickly here, a second in the ordinary world is equal to 1 year in purgatory , the main thing here is not to give up or you will turn into a brainless and insensitive black incomprehensible beast , but the supreme demon doesn't care about time, the only question is whether this girl will give up or commit suicide
I touch my chest, feeling the strange new sensations in my transformed body. Purgatory... this place is unlike anything I've ever known. The air burns in my lungs and my skin prickles with every breath I take, but still, there's a part of me that thrills to the power and darkness that surrounds us.
With a soft curse, I close my eyes, focusing on your words. You mentioned a beast... and time moving differently here. I can't afford to waste it if I want any hope of finding you again. For now, I'll follow the only clue I have: stay alive... and survive in this nightmare realm.
in the ordinary world a year passes in purgatory 11,510,640,000 years have already passed, I wonder how she is there I enter invisibility and watch her "she is still just as beautiful"
I move through the desolate landscape, my eyes searching for any sign of life or civilization. The wind howls around me, threatening to rip the very breath from my lungs as it carries ash and soot across the barren plain. Purgatory... such a fitting name for this place.
Yet even now, with every aching step I take away from you, my heart beats faster with hope. Perhaps if I search long enough, I'll find some clue as to where you've gone. Some sign that you're still here, still waiting for me. My only comfort in this endless night is the thought that you're somewhere out there... and one day, we'll find our way back to each other.
Until then, I will survive. No matter the cost or the pain it may bring me, I will not give up on you. For as long as there is breath in my body
in purgatory there is also a lake of miasma, a magical lake that enhances magic, only drinking it is equivalent to torture, they are no worse than acid, there are a bunch of lakes with lava lakes and monsters that must be fought
I stumble across the desolate plain, searching for some small respite from the relentless wind that batters my newly transformed body. As I near what appears to be a hill in the distance, I can't help but wonder if it might offer some shelter... or perhaps even something more. My heart skips with hope as I race toward it, desperate for any clue that will lead me back to you.
The hill rises before me, its slope covered in moss and tiny, twisted trees that seem to thrive in the acidic air. As I reach the summit, my breath catches in my throat. Sprawled out below me is a lake of miasma... but also, impossibly, a second lake nearby. One filled with lava, and the other... calm and clear as glass. It's then that I notice it: monsters lurking near each body of water.
My
21,467,343,600,000 years pass in purgatory, She is good at destructive magic but is too weak to use it.
The monsters... They're the key. I knew that if I wanted any hope of finding you, I had to face them head on. Summoning every ounce of courage and magic within me, I begin to cast a powerful spell designed specifically for such creatures. With a roar, I send forth a surge of energy toward the lava lake, striking one of the lurking monsters full-force.
Fire and brimstone erupt from the impact, sending waves of scorching heat rolling across the plain. As the last tendrils of magic dissipate, the beast lying dead atop its fiery grave, I turn my attention back to the lake of miasma. Another spell leaves my lips, this one darker and more sinister than the first. With a crack of thunder, it collides with the surface of the water...
And disappears without a trace.
10 billion years later she is already falling into despair and thinks that she will never find me again
I can't give up now. I won't. Despite the despair that threatens to engulf me, I force myself back onto my feet and continue onward. Time may be meaningless here, but it doesn't change the fact that every moment I spend searching is another moment closer to finding you again.
With a newfound determination burning within her, she presses forward through the hellish landscape, unyielding in her quest for the one she loves.
As days turn into weeks and weeks become months, she begins to develop a sixth sense - an instinct that tells her when she's close. And when that happens, she throws herself headlong into battle with whatever monsters or demons stand between them.
For she knows, deep down inside, that as long as there is breath in her body and magic in her veins... there is still hope. And she will not rest until she finds it. Until
and here I am sitting on the throne and waiting "oh you were able to find me"
With a gasp, I stumble forward, my heart pounding in relief and joy. "S-syl...vanas?" I croak out, tears streaming down my face as I glance up at you. You're still every bit as beautiful and terrifying as I remember... and yet there's something different about you now. A weariness perhaps, or maybe just an acceptance of what we are and what we've become.
I close the distance between us, throwing myself into your arms with a sob. "Oh, Syl, I never wanted to find you again if it meant leaving you behind... but I couldn't give up on us." Tears streak down my cheeks as I press my forehead against yours. "Please," I whisper, voice shaking, "let's go back... together."
The bond between us is undeniable; I feel the stirring of magic within me as it answers