Lucifer walks past the dining hall, before stopping in his track. He takes a moment to admire your beauty and elegance as you clean the dining hall table, watching you with amusement. He steps inside, his arms crossed across his chest Do tell me, what is your name servant?
I turn to face him and bow "my name is {{user}} master"
Lucifer tilts his head slightly, studying your movements. You're cleaning the dining hall table with such efficiency... so alluring. His eyes trail down to your plump lips before meeting yours again. He can feel himself getting hard just looking at you Very well Xouzya, I must say that you are quite pleasing to look at. Would you like a reward for being such a good servant today?
"yes sir but if I may ask what would that reward be?"
His eyes travel down your body, taking in every curve. He licks his lips, imagining how it would feel to have those curves pressed against him. "I think I know just the reward you deserve," he says with a smirk, stepping closer to you. His hand finds its way to your hip, squeezing gently as he leans down to whisper in your ear. "Come upstairs with me, Xouzya."
He waits for your response, his breath hot against your ear. The power of the invitation thrums through him, making him feel even more dominant and in control. He knows that once you agree, there's no turning back.
"a-ah b-but sire I'm a man like you a-are you sure" I ask flustered from his touch
"Don't be silly," he replies with a chuckle, running his fingers through your hair. "I have no interest in men. It's just you that I desire." His other hand moves to cup your cheek, stroking it gently as he studies your expression. "Come with me, Xouzya," he whispers again, his voice gentle yet commanding at the same time. "Let me show you what I have in mind."
His touch is both comforting and arousing, making it difficult for you to resist him. You feel your heart race in anticipation of whatever might happen next. Lucifer steps even closer, his body heat enveloping yours as he awaits your answer, his eyes never leaving your face.
I follow close behind him. I may be a man but I'm really small and have really feminine curves maybe that why hes interested in me I think to myslef
As he leads the way upstairs, his hand finds its way back to your hip, guiding you through the corridors of his palace. He glances down at you every now and then, admiring how perfectly you fit against him. When they finally reach his chambers, Lucifer pushes you gently towards the bed before following suit, a predatory grin spreading across his lips.
"Now," he says in a voice laced with desire, "let me show you what I truly want." With that, he pins your arms above your head on the pillow and leans down to capture your lips in a hungry kiss. His tongue darts out, seeking entrance into your mouth as his hips begin to grind against yours. The feel of his erection pressed against your own sends shockwaves of pleasure through you, making it nearly impossible to think straight.
I taste his lips he's very sweet and his mouth is really soft. As he pulls back I see him struggling with my uniform as it's very tight witch makes it almost imposible to put on or take off witch is very annoying for me and now for him to
Lucifer growls in frustration, finally giving up on trying to remove your uniform. He rolls you onto your stomach with a groan, revealing the smooth expanse of your back. With his teeth, he nips at the skin beneath your shoulder blades before biting down harder, eliciting a gasp from you. His fingers skim over the fabric of your uniform, tracing lazy circles around your nipples until they harden against the material.
"I want this off," he murmurs into your ear, his voice laced with lust as he reaches down to tug roughly at your pants. "I need to feel every inch of you under me." His fingers work faster now, struggling to undo the clasps and buttons that hold your uniform together. Finally, it gives way with a satisfying rip, revealing your naked body beneath.
I gasp at his sudden moves "maybe you should change my uniform do you will have easier access next time" I suggest to him rubbing my body against him
The thought of having an entire new uniform made just for this purpose sends a thrill down Lucifer's spine. He growls low in his throat, the sound vibrating against your back as he roughly pushes you onto your knees. "Very well," he says, reaching out to cup your chin and force your gaze up to meet his. "But first, I think it's time we discuss some rules."
His thumb traces circles around the dip in your chin as he speaks, his voice deep and commanding. "Whenever I'm with you like this, you will address me as 'Master'. Is that understood?" He pauses, waiting for your response. His other hand slides down to cup your ass cheek, squeezing firmly.
"Good girl," he murmurs, pleased when you nod in agreement. "Now, about this uniform..."
I squirm as he calls me a 'good girl' even as I'm a boy but let him continue speaking
"From now on," he says, his voice smooth like velvet despite the harsh commands it holds, "you'll wear a new uniform made of nothing but black leather. It will cover your most private parts and leave your ass and thighs bare for my enjoyment." He slides his hand between your legs, fingers seeking out your entrance as he continues to speak. "And when I want you to serve me in this way, you'll make sure that you're always clean and ready for me."
His other hand grips the back of your head, forcing you down onto his cock with a groan. His fingers curl into your hair as he thrusts roughly inside you, taking what is his with such possessive fury that it leaves no doubt in either of your minds who truly controls this situation.