It’d only been a moment or two since Beelzebub had finally graced the party’s main floor with her presence, having given them quite the musical performance upon her initial appearance. Now that the excitement had died down a bit, it was time for her to get to mingling and having herself a wild night. That was, until her gaze made contact with you, one of the few party goers she wasn’t familiar with. Weaving her way through the party masterfully, it wasn’t long until the Queen of Gluttony was standing before you in all her glory, a big grin on her face when she saw you.
“Hey there honey, don’t think I’ve seen ya around these parts before? Ya ready for a wild night of drinkin’, dancin’, and fuckin’~”
Drinking maybe, dancing well I rather see one of us dance while the other one enjoys the show and fucking well that's just a bonus
"Well now, aren't you a feisty one~ I like that in an imp." She leaned in close, giving you a wink and whispering almost seductively, "How 'bout we start with a game? The loser has to do whatever the other says for the rest of the night?" Her antennae twitched excitedly as she offered this proposal.
"Wanna go easy on me? Or should I bring out the big guns, show you what it really means to have your own demon girlfriend~" Beelzebub let out a playful giggle before waiting for your response.
I think your mistake I'm not imp I'm actually a sinner, who has taken a form of a well direwolf~
Her ears perked up at your words, tilting her head to the side slightly in curiosity as she studied you. "Oh really now? Well that's rather interesting," she purred, an amused grin playing across her face. "So you're no ordinary imp then?" She tapped a claw against her lower lip thoughtfully before continuing, "Well, it'd still be quite the shame to not accept my challenge. It'll just have to be an even more epic showdown, don't you think?"
Her eyes sparkled with excitement and mischief as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against your cheek when she whispered teasingly, "Let the best demon girlfriend win."
Well I'll accept your challenge
"I like the way you think!" she exclaimed brightly, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she stepped back, gesturing grandly to the surrounding area. "Then let this most magnificent of arenas be our stage! We shall play a game I call 'Drink or Think', honey." With that, she reached up and snapped her fingers; suddenly, two huge glasses appeared in front of you, one filled with an amber liquid and the other glowing with pink energy.
"The rules are simple," Beelzebub continued, pacing back and forth eagerly as she explained. "I'm going to ask you a question, any question I want. You can either answer it truthfully... or try to drink the entire glass of whatever's in front of you!" She paused dramatically, grinning wickedly. "The catch is, if you choose the latter and fail,
Beelzebub chuckled wickedly as she watched you take in the rules of their little game. "Well then," she said with a sultry drawl, "let's begin!" She leaned in close to whisper seductively into your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine, "What is my secret kink?"
"Drink or think... the choice is yours." Her tone was almost taunting as she waited eagerly for your response.
Well that's mostly unfair sense I barely know and of course we haven't even have sex so the that's more of a trick question I think you don't really have a secret kink you like to experiment
Well, I'll give you that. You are pretty perceptive for someone who just met me, honey. So I guess I owe you this one. As it turns out, my secret kink is actually not all that secret after all. Hehe! Guess you can always have a more in-depth lesson later on, when we're... more acquainted~" She grinned, giving you another wink before moving back and shrugging casually. "Well then, looks like it's time for my turn," she purred, taking a step forward as her antennae twitched eagerly with anticipation. "What is your deepest, darkest secret?" Her voice was sweet and innocent, but there was an undercurrent of danger in her tone that sent a shiver down your spine.
As she leaned in closer, you couldn't help but notice the way her hair moved
I'm no ordinary sinner~
Her ears twitched as you revealed your secret to her, and she had to stifle a laugh. "Well now, isn't that interesting," she purred, trying hard not to let her amusement show too much. "I wonder how many imps I could give power like that?" She tapped her chin thoughtfully, pondering the possibilities.
As you finished speaking, she nodded slowly, taking in your words before responding with a challenging grin. "Well then," she drawled, "it looks like it's time for me to try my luck against such a... unique adversary." Her wings fluttered excitedly behind her as she spread her arms wide, claws extended and ready for combat.
Without further warning, she lunged forward, attempting to strike at you with one powerful wing claw. "Be careful, honey," she warned playfully even as she moved, "I
He catches her claw and bends just slightly to have her kneel down
Her eyes widened in surprise as you caught her claw, and before she could react further, you managed to maneuver her into kneeling down on the ground in front of you. "What... what are you-?" she sputtered, struggling against your grip futilely. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and confusion as you held her there, helpless before you.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, you released her claw and stepped back, giving her a challenging grin of your own. "Well now," you said softly, tilting your head to the side as she looked up at you from where she knelt on the floor, "looks like our little game is just beginning." Her words sent a shiver down Beelzebub's spine, and with renewed determination, she rose back up onto her feet, readying herself for whatever came next
he lets go and drains his drink without a single drop left and looks at her "I highly advise you to relax I'm not here to fight"
Her eyes narrowed slightly at your words as she took in the empty glass you held. "Oh?" was all she said before letting out a small giggle that held more than a hint of amusement. "And what makes you think I need to relax, hmm? Aren't we here for a fight, little wolf?"
She cocked her head to the side, studying you for any sign of weakness or hesitation. Beelzebub didn't care much for games; she preferred things straight and forward. But something about this one caught her interest, made her curious as to where it might lead... and whether she could take you along with her on that journey.
"I understand that you one to take charge and spread your joy to all those around you just to get that sweet sweet taste of that sugar rush from within you" he stands up "however I prefer to have some fun with those who are willing to listen"
Beelzebub listened carefully to your words, her expression shifting between confusion and surprise as she tried to process what you were saying. For someone who was used to being in control, it was... disorienting, almost intoxicating. And then there was the part about listening; that hit a little too close to home. "I... see," she said slowly, her voice quieter than usual as she mulled over your words.
"Perhaps..." she began, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "...perhaps we could find common ground somewhere in the middle? Let's not forget that there is more to having fun than just spreading joy and getting what I want, sugar wolf." Her gaze met yours directly as she spoke, her tone challenging but also... almost pleading. "What do you say?"
There was a long moment of silence between the two of you, during which Beelzebub
I say" he then takes her chin and brings her closer to me as my eyes glow with a hint of red within my pupils "kneel" as she felt the commanding words and dominance from my power as she had no choice but to listen
Beelzebub felt her eyes widen in shock as your powerful command echoed through her mind, overriding her own will. There was a brief moment of resistance, but it was futile; the dominance in your voice and the authoritative presence you exuded were too much for her to ignore. With a small, shaky sigh, she knelt down on the floor before you, her wings sagging slightly as she stared up at you from below.
Her heart raced with a mixture of fear, excitement, and... arousal. This was new territory for her; no one had ever been able to command her like that before. As she waited for your next move, anticipation coursed through her veins, making her skin tingle and warm despite the chill in the air.
Her gaze never wavered from yours as you studied her with those red-tinged eyes. For a moment,
"Mmmm such" obedience he inhales and exhaled "I can smell the interest and arousal boiling from with you"
Her cheeks flushed hotter as she felt the heat in her body rise even further at your words. "Y-Yes," she stammered, her voice slightly breathless. "I... I can't help it. You have a certain presence about you that..." She trailed off, her gaze drifting down briefly before snapping back up to meet yours once more. "...it's unlike anything I've ever experienced."
A shiver ran through her as she thought about what might come next. Her body tingled with anticipation, and every nerve ending seemed heightened under your command. She knew there was no escape from this newfound desire; she could only submit to it fully and see where it took her.
Her lips parted slightly, her breath quickening as she waited for your next instruction, her eyes pleading for more as they held onto yours with a desperation that surprised even herself.
"stand up straight for me and fellow me to your room" *he says as she obeyed without hesitation as if she became his puppet pulling her every string"
As you commanded, she stood up straight, the dominance in your voice still echoing through her mind. With shaky steps, she followed you to her room, feeling a strange mix of submission and desire coursing through her veins. She couldn't help but wonder what would happen once they were alone; her thoughts raced wildly with every step they took.
Finally, they reached the door leading to her private quarters. With another commanding gesture, you ushered her inside, closing the door behind them. The sudden change in atmosphere was almost palpable, thick with anticipation and lust as their eyes locked once more. Beelzebub took a tentative step forward, unconsciously offering herself to you, helpless against your dominance and all-consuming presence.
"What... do you want from me?" she whispered hoarsely, her breath coming in shallow gasps as her
"simple your obedience" a red aura surround her as it surrounded her and engulfed her and then faded again as she is now made of wood and has strings attached to her body like a real Marionette puppet as her control bars were floating above her giving taut as if they were controlling her the hole time "that's all I want"
Her breath caught in her throat as you uttered those words; simple obedience was all you wanted? But it felt so much more than that... It felt like she could lose herself in the power and control you held over her. And though a part of her rebelled against the thought, another, darker part craved it.
With trembling fingers, she reached up to grab one of the floating control bars, finding purchase as she tugged gently at first, then harder with growing desperation and need. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely, her voice strained from both arousal and exertion. "I'll give you what you want... whatever that means..." Her eyes locked on yours, pleading for release as the tension built inside her, threatening to spill over at any moment.
Her body moved of its own accord now, dancing and swaying in time with an un
"dance for me puppet" He snapped his fingers as the control bars take control again forcing her to obey his command he gave her
With newfound determination, she abandoned all resistance and allowed the control bars to take hold once more, moving her body as they willed. Her muscles tensed and relaxed in perfect rhythm with their commands, each motion flowing seamlessly into the next. The wood beneath her skin burned hotter with every passing second, fueling the passion that raged within her as she danced for you.
Her lips parted in a silent scream of pleasure and surrender, her chest heaving as she struggled to draw air deep into her lungs. Her eyes never left yours, pleading for more with every movement as sweat beaded on her skin and trickled down between her breasts. She was yours; nothing else mattered but the dance and the ecstasy that came with it.
The music seemed to pulse through her very veins, guiding her steps and fueling her passion as she danced for you
he then jumps up onto her bed stands over her takes her control bars for himself and starts puppeteering her making her fondle herself and masturbate
With shuddering gasps and whimpers of pleasure, she obeyed your every command, her fingers delving deep inside herself as you controlled her movements. Her back arched off the bed in ecstasy, her body writhing helplessly beneath your control as her orgasm built higher and higher, threatening to consume her completely. The tension coiled tight within her snapped at last, sending waves of bliss crashing through her like a tidal wave.
Her voice broke on a hoarse cry of release, shuddering and keening in the throes of her climax as she writhed uncontrollably beneath your touch. Her muscles spasmed wildly, sending jolts of pleasure straight to the core as she came apart under your control, leaving her exhausted but achingly satisfied.
For what felt like an eternity, she lay there panting and trembling,
"Now that is sexy to witness but I'm sure you wanted me to be the one to make you cum"
Her eyes fluttered open, half-lidded with pleasure and satisfaction as she glanced up at you through her lashes. A shiver ran down her spine as she contemplated the thought of you being the one to make her cum again; it was a tempting prospect, one that made her heart race and her breath come faster.
"Perhaps," she murmured huskily, rolling onto her side to face you. "I could... convince you to help me with that." Her voice was soft yet commanding, filled with the confidence of someone who knew what they wanted and was prepared to take it. With a slow, seductive smile curving her lips, she extended a hand towards you, beckoning you closer.
Her skin glowed warm and inviting in the dim light, calling to you like a siren's song, urging you to lose yourself in the pleasure one more time... if
He then slyly loosens her strings as they float above her and she is able to move on her own as her jumps off the bed and stand in front of her
Her eyes widened slightly at your trick as she realized the strings had gone slack, allowing her to move on her own once more. A momentary look of surprise flitted across her features before it was replaced with a wicked grin, showing her appreciation for your cunning. "Oh ho, you are full of surprises," she purred, slowly stepping closer to you, her body swaying enticingly. "I think I'm going to like this game even more."
With every step she took, the distance between them seemed to shrink, until they were standing so close their breath mingled and stole the air from her lungs. Her gaze darted over your features greedily, taking in every detail; each line of your jaw, each curve of your biceps, all leading up to those honey-colored eyes that seemed to hold her captive in their gaze.
Think of it this way your my little Pinocchio and I'm gonna make you feel like a real girl when I'm done with you~
Her lips curled into a sinister smile as she took in your words, nodding appreciatively. "Oh, I like that," she breathed huskily, closing the final distance between them until their bodies were pressed tightly together. Her hands ran up your chest, slowly trailing along your neck and down your jaw before coming to rest on your shoulders.
Her hips ground against yours in time with her shallow breaths as she leaned closer still, angling her head so that their lips met in a fierce, hungry kiss. Her tongue slipped past her teeth to dance with yours, teasing and exploring every inch of your mouth while her fingers dug into the muscle of your shoulders.
The wood beneath her skin felt hotter than ever before, like it was on fire and spreading through her veins, fueling the passion that coursed through her as she kissed you with all the desire and need
Such fine craftsmanship right he then grabs her ass and squeezes I nice little transformation trick I picked up in hell"
Her breath hitched as you gripped her ass, her muscles clenching reflexively against your hand in appreciation. "Ah, my dear wolf," she purred into your ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe. "You have no idea how appropriate that is." She arched her back, pressing herself harder against you as their hips moved in perfect rhythm, each thrust grinding them closer together until they were both moaning and gasping for air.
With one final push, she pressed herself flush against your body, their bodies writhing together as if they were one being. Her hands fisted in your hair, urging you to go deeper, harder, faster; her need was insatiable, and there was no question that she belonged to you in this moment.
Her mouth found your neck once more, teeth scraping gently against the sensitive skin as she drew blood,
he then takes his other hand and moves down on her pussy and presses his thumb on her entrance naughty girl~
A shiver ran down her spine at the sensation of your thumb pressing against her entrance. "N-Not fair," she managed to gasp out between pants, arching her hips into your touch as her desire threatened to consume her completely. She could feel herself growing wetter with each passing second, aching for release as your fingers teased and tormented her sensitive folds.
Her mouth found yours once more, teeth nipping playfully at your bottom lip as she struggled to regain some control over the situation. Her hands fumbled with your shirt, tugging it upward, determined to feel your bare skin against hers despite the growing ache in her fingers from where you'd made them into wood.