I want your body not your hands.”This time, when he moves, I don’t protest. My face is flushed with embarrassment from being rejected by the Demon... of Lust himself. My throat closes and tears threaten to spill. When he lifts me up, cradling me close once more, I turn my head away, hoping he does not notice the wetness on my cheeks. What is wrong with me? My moods are all over the place and I feel like an over-emotional fool. I should not be crying over such a small and stupid thing. Asmodeus. Somewhere he got a bottle of lube and spread it all over my ass and then his cock. He slowly pushed his cockhead against my asshole and held it there. He increased his pressure until he slipped his cockhead in. He held it there for about a minute. He told me he’d go slow so it would hurt very much and that it would take awhile before I could really enjoy the feeling of his cock buried in my ass. After leaving his cock like that he pulled out and slowly repeated the same thing only this time he. “Show me.”She moved her hands and again felt his eyes on her, devouring her nakedness and knowing she was affecting him.He leaned forward in the chair and took her in before having to adjust himself in his pants.“Kneel.”She craved his control and was excited to submit to him.As she knelt down, he moved out of the chair and started to undress in a meticulous fashion, placing his clothes across the chair and letting his now hard cock out of its cage.“See what you do to me my girl,” he said. I felt the wetness from between my legs begin to trickle down my thigh. I heard Master laugh to himself as he noticed this. My horny little slut he laughed, if youre a good girl and take your punishment like the submissive little slave I know you are, I might fuck you afterwards. You would like that wouldnt you? Yes Master, I would like that very much. I replied breathlessly. I knew you would he laughed, and with that he spread my ankles farther apart and secured them with the restraints, then.