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  The red haired female growled down at her, “The Demon King’s pet never leaves the dungeon.”

  Taby bucked and swung her feet at the woman, but Darren caught them before they ever touched the beautiful Demon, “Now… now, Dear, you must be nice to my servants.”

  She growled out, “Fuck you, Asshole.”

  He smiled as he helped the beautiful woman chain Taby’s ankles to the bed post. “I believe we already did that, Kitten.”

  Taby watched with jealousy, as the woman licked her way down Darren’s abs to his limp dick. She noticed his eyes were still upon hers as the female took him into her mouth. His evil grin pissed her off more. He groaned softly as the woman sucked harder. Watching his Kitten get jealous aroused him once again. Darren decided to play the game a little longer, just to see what his Kitten would do if he came in Emma’s mouth. The thing that bothered him the most was Emma wasn’t pleasing him one bit. He had to put all of his thoughts on Taby to even get slightly hard within the Demon female’s mouth. She licked the base of his dick as he pictured Taby in her place. That did it, he was now rock hard and ready for his wild little Kitten once again. As Emma increased her suction, he pictured Taby’s mouth around him with her eyes staring up at him, begging him to fill her waiting mouth. That was all that was needed to get him to buck and cry out in pure bliss as his cum filled Emma’s mouth, he pulled her slightly away from him as he continued to cum. Her face was now drenched as she licked her lips and the tip of his limping dick. He groaned in need as he heard Taby’s racing heart. She was aroused and once again wet. His body shuddered as the thoughts of pounding his now hardening dick into her sweet pussy filled his mind. He needed her, not Emma, but he also had business to attend to elsewhere first. He roughly shoved the greedy Emma away from him as he ordered her. “Go clean yourself up.”

  She moaned as she gathered herself off of the dungeon floor, “But you still want more, My King.”

  His eyes blazed with fire as he spoke again to her, “I said to leave….Now!” Emma rushed out of the room as the Demon King approached Taby’s side. His heart broke as she gave him a look of disgust. Why is she looking at me like that? Earlier she desired me, now she is disgusted with me? Women confuse me more than anything.

  Taby pulled away from Darren’s touch. She hissed out to him, with tears threatening to spill, “Don’t you ever touch me again. Go find your Demon slut if you still need more.”

  Again his heart ached, he had never, ever cared what a woman thought, but suddenly he did with this one. Just as his fingernails traced down her side, she jerked in the wrong way and they sliced a long bloody scratch along her pure white, silky skin. He growled out in a low voice, “See what you did!”

  Her tears now came out, for the pain of the scratch alone burned her very soul. She hissed back at him, “You are the one who touched me!”

  Darren couldn’t believe she was still talking; the pain alone should have had her screaming in agony. Pride grew in him as he reached out to her wounded side. His fingertips lightly traced it, healing it shut as it did. “My, Little Kitten, you need to stop pushing me away.”

  Her face turned up to his as she spoke, “Never.”

  His heart and soul, both broken by her words, burned for revenge. He rushed his hand roughly up to her chin and held her face in a tight grip as he spoke to her, “You will learn, Woman, or I will forever have you chained to this bed.”

  Taby’s eyes widened as he rolled her over onto her stomach. His words brought not just fear, but unexplained desire as well. “Until you learn to obey…you shall be spanked like a disobedient child.”

  Her voice crackled with need as she snapped back at him, “You wouldn’t dare…”

  Just as the last of her words drained from her lips his hand firmly came down across her bare ass. He hissed at himself for leaving a red mark upon her beautiful ass. Soon his hiss turned to growls of need as he heard her panting and groaning, not with pain but with her own need. He struggled to gain his control as he stood back up. His dick throbbed as she squirmed naked upon the bed. Pinching the head of his dick to calm it down only helped for a second which was all he needed to materialize his clothes back on. Her face turned to him as he walked across the stone floor. Taby cringed slightly as she saw the guards waiting for him at the door. Both of the Demons glared back at Taby as their master whispered to them, “Do not touch her, and do not let anyone else touch her.”

  They nodded their heads before stepping into the cell. Just as Darren left the cell he heard his Kitten yell out, “You fucking, Coward, get back here!”

  He chuckled softly to himself before yelling back at her, “Now…now, Kitten, no name calling!”

  Darren’s heart broke again as the cell door slammed shut behind him. God, what was wrong with him? How was she able to make him feel this way? He had to clear his mind or surely he would go mad. Noises echoed throughout the hallway as he walked onward to his Visitors Chamber, the only place any visitors were allowed to be within his castle. All of his servants knew not to bother him while he was in the Visitors Chamber. A small nudge at his heart startled him as he went to open the doors. He missed his wild Kitten already. This was going to be a long meeting. As he shoved the doors open he smelt the blood of all of the wicked women within in. Normally the smell of evil pleased him, but now all he wanted to smell was his sweet Kitten.

  Harold-the wizard whom he went in search of-stepped forward as he approached his throne. He glared at the evil wizard before stating to him, “Don’t come any closer, Harold.”

  Harold backed up a little as he bowed his head. His voice broke slightly as he spoke, “You summoned us to find women for you…” He directed his hand to the three evil witches in which he was referring to, “We have found three evil witches to be yours to do with as you wish.”

  Darren’s eyes directed to the witches as he whispered to himself. “That was before I found my Kitten.” As he looked back to Harold he spoke loud and clear, “I do not need them no more. Take them back with you.”

  The three lovely witches gasped and pleaded with the Demon King. “Please, let us serve and pleasure you….” They kept going on and on till Darren heard enough.

  “Shut up!!” He cleared his throat as he saw the visitors drop to the ground in a kneeling position. “Harold!”

  Harold jumped to his feet, and then proceeded to beg to the Demon King. “I am sorry for their rudeness, King Darren, please do not kill me!”

  Darren smirked softly as he watched the wizard tremble were he stood. Running his long claws over the golden arms of his throne he glared back the Harold, “Fine…but you need to get them the Hell out of here...Now!”

  Harold rushed over to the three beautiful witches. As he opened the portal to earth, one of the witches tried to run to Darren. Harold grabbed her wrist and roughly whipped her body through the portal before turning to the other two women. They both struggled to stay, yet Harold’s strength made it impossible for them not to be thrown back to Earth. After roughly shoving the last woman through the portal, he turned to the Demon King and asked, “Anything else my King?”

  Darren grumbled as he felt his dick throb once again. He let his guard down as he watched Harold throw the women through the portal. The rough grabbing and pushing of the women brought back the memories of his Kitten bucking beneath his body. As he rubbed his hands together he tried to push the memories down, then he remembered Harold was waiting for an answer. His voice echoed throughout the room, “No…just go!”

  Harold bowed his head then silently left through the portal to Earth. As the portal hissed shut, Darren’s mind adverted back to Taby hissing and swearing at him. God, that little woman sure knows how to bring a Demon to his knees. That did it; thinking of knees brought him back to wishing to see his Kitten on her knees in front of him. His growl deepened as he was reminded there were other visitors waiting to speak to him. All of the visitors stared back at him as they mentally wondered what was wrong with the king today. He
cursed under his breath, “I really need to just buy her a collar and bring her with me from now on.”

  One of the silver armored Warlords started to approach his throne, he watched as the man trembled beneath his gaze. As he knelt in front of Darren he asked in a hushed voice, “My King, do you need help in retrieving the female from which you are speaking of?”

  Darren’s chuckle startled him slightly. “Help…in retrieving a female…” The Demon King’s gaze stayed upon the Warlord’s bowed head as he started to think of what his naked Kitten was up to while he was trapped here with these stupid fools. His mind drifted off to visioning her naked and squirming and in need upon the silky bed. His low growl startled all within the room. Seeing them all jump within their spots didn’t stop his fantasy. It grew even more wick as his mind drifted off to seeing her beg and plead for him to spank her sexy, sweet ass again. “Grrrr….that’s it! This meeting is done till tomorrow!”

  All of the visitors nodded in agreement before leaving the room. As the last of the guests left he proceeded to leave himself. The doors slammed shut behind him, as the air within the hallway brought chills of ecstasy down his burning body. He needed her again; never had he imagined it would be this hard to leave his pet’s side. God, when did he ever need a sex pet more than once within a week? He stopped to think about that thought, and then it hit him hard. I never needed sex with anyone…Ever. Now I need it more than the air I breathe. Frustration and rage laced his words as he yelled out. “God dammit…this woman has my dick hard as a rock and my mind soft as mush!”

  The guard closest to him stood tall and asked in a pissed off voice, “Should we kill her, my King?!”

  Darren’s hand wrapped tightly around the guard’s throat as he spoke, “You lay one finger on her and I will kill you.” The candles lining the hallway walls flicked out then right back on as he growled at the guard.

  The guard’s body crumbled to the ground as he dropped him. He coward back in fear as he whispered, “Yes…my King.”

  Darren’s glare went to all of the guards as they turned to look away. “That goes for all of you!” He waited for each one to answer in fear that they would never touch his Kitten. Finally satisfied with their answers, he continued on to his Kitten’s bed chamber. One of the guards heard him whispering under his breath as he walked by him. “That woman…hhmm…I think I need to get her something nice and sexy to wear. Then I shall make her whither and scream with pleasure as I ram my dick in her sweet…tight….hot…wet….God dammit! There she goes again…taking over my mind.”

  Once his King left the hallway he softly whispered to the others. “Boy, she really does have him whipped.” His face jerked back to the hall from which his king went down, just in time to see him glaring back at him. The deep growl that echoed throughout the hall froze him to his spot. He waited to get his ass beat for that comment, but was shocked by what he saw and heard next.

  Darren glared at the guard after his growl froze him. He wanted to tear the demon apart, but then it hit him as he stood there. His voice laced with surprise as his lips turned up into a perfect smile as he said, “God, she really does have me whipped.” He chuckled to himself as he continued to speak to no one in particular, while he turned away from the guard and went to find his Kitten, “She would look Hot in white fur and black leather…”

  Just as he approached the door that kept him from his beautiful Kitten, he heard her yell out. “You stinking, crazy, sick bastards better set me free…Now!” The grin that covered his face as he entered the cell, made Taby’s pulse race. She tried her hardest to pull her eyes away from his, but failed as he continued his walk to her bedside. A small gasp came from her as he grazed his fingertips over her arm. Even though she desired him more than the air she breathed, she still fought it. Her voice echoed once again throughout the dungeon walls. “Don’t touch me!”

  Darren’s eyes stayed upon hers as he bent down to her. Their lips were only an inch apart and her beautiful scent filled his mind as he whispered, “Kitten, you need to behave.” The desire built deep within his body as her eyes flared up with defiance. His soft chuckle startled her as she pulled at the chains for freedom. Taby kept the fight up, she didn’t want to lose her heart to a sick perverted Demon King, especially this one…but in all honesty…she did. Her pussy dripped with excitement as her eyes trailed down to his taunting lips. A visible shiver went down her body as his left hand glided up to her rock hard nipple. She bit her lip as he taunted and teased it. Ever part of her that wished to fight against him, started to drift into the back of her mind, out of reach and sight. Then the memories of him letting the demon female suck his dick brought her back to being a wild and disobedient female once again. “Go find that Demon Bitch if you want to get off!’’

  Darren’s rage started to cloud his own desire as he heard the hurt within her words. He pulled back away from her bedside and watched as she struggled on with the chains and cuffs. The rage built even more as he noticed her raw wrist and ankles bleeding. “I do not desire her! I desire you!” His fingernails lashed though the cuffs on her wrist, within seconds they fell to the bed and his eyes stayed upon her bloody wrist as she started to rub them with her hands one at a time. “A spanking is due, Kitten.”

  She struggled to grasp what he just said to her. As she gently rubbed her bloody right wrist, she asked in a whisper, “Why am I being spanked now?”

  He sliced through her cuffs on her ankles before answering her, “Because you harmed yourself.”

  Anger started to show within her green eyes as she whispered back at him, “It’s your fault. You are the one who chained me to the bed.”

  Darren’s hands trembled with need and anger as he grabbed her arms and forcefully rolled her over onto her stomach. His words echoed throughout the dungeon walls, “You will never harm yourself again! Is that understood?!” As the last of his words left his mouth he brought his hand roughly down across her beautiful bare ass. She cringed but stayed in that position. Darren’s heart raced with rage, desire and pure ecstasy as he listened to her soft moans. Then he remembered what he wanted to do with her.

  She listened and soon relaxed as she heard him walk away from the bed. The pain was starting to become unbearable as he stayed by her side. Once he moved away her pain of desire started to ease up, not a lot, but enough for her to catch her breath. As she turned to face the direction she heard him walk off to, a sudden shock of surprise took over her. Within his arms he was carrying white fur and black leather. Fear built in her mind as she watched his expression change from anger to pure desire. Oh my God, he was bringing her something to wear that most likely was some kind of sex outfit. As he approached the bed, she flashed over to the other side of it and coward against the headboard. Looking to the guards she knew she would never be able to escape the room. Darren’s soft seductive words drew her eyes back to his. “Kitten, I have something for you.”

  She hissed out at him, trying her best not to sound frightened, but failing as it came out in nothing but a small hushed voice, “I don’t like leather.”

  Darren’s eyes widened slightly before he caught the scent of her desire once again. He knew it, his Kitten loved fur and leather. His dick hardened as he gently laid the clothing onto the bed. Laced with dark desire he commanded her, “Come over here and get dress, Kitten.”

  Her fingers played over her soft long locks of hair as her eyes started to cloud slightly with need. She didn’t want to put the clothes on. Taby fought the battle of getting dress or not getting dress for a few minutes before she finally squeaked out, “But…I don’t want to.”

  He knew she feared putting on the clothes would bring her to a whole new level of desire, but he just sat and stared into her burning eyes and waited for her to bring that fear down on her own. After a few minutes of silence, he heard one of his guards mentally relay a message to him that his best friend Garret was in his visitor’s chamber wanting help with a battle at hand. As he watched Taby’s eyes light up slightl
y with more fire he finally gave her a choice. “You put this on or stay naked, Kitten. Either way is fine with me, but you will be coming out with me to my visitor’s chamber.”

  Taby’s heart dropped all the way to her stomach as she realized he meant it. He was going to force her to be seen in the sex outfit or completely naked. Her soul lit up with rage as the thoughts of many Demons seeing her naked started to play within her mind. No way in Hell….Damn, that is where she’s at. Ok, no way in HELL period…was she going to be seen naked by a bunch of sick perverted Demons. She raced to the other side of the bed as she watched him walk towards the door. Ever fiber in her body screamed out to her to follow him, but she needed to get dressed first. She soon found out that the top was nothing but a black leather bikini top with white fur trim lacing the top of it and the bottom of the outfit was a mini skirt in the same design, black leather with white fur trimming at the bottom of it. After pulling the skirt into place she felt his warm gentle fingertips dragging around her waist. Looking to them she found him placing a golden chained belt around her waist. When his fingertips left her skin a soft yet noticeable moan came from her lips. Her eyes slammed shut in fear to see his desire filled red eyes. Soon his fingers started to trail around her neck, bringing another short lived moan from her. Slowly she opened her eyes to find herself looking into a full body mirror. Her breath caught within her throat as she took in the sight of herself. Her beautiful pale skin shimmered with a gleam it had never had before. Looking to her hair she noticed the shine within the long wavy black locks trailing down to her waist. Her face brightened with a soft blush making herself groan as the realization of how erotic and needy she looked. A gold chain collar hung around her neck with a long thin chain trailing down to his hand, which was now upon her waist. She saw his eyes glisten with desire as he whispered into her ear from behind her. “You are breathe taking, Kitten.” A moan came from her as her eyes trailed down the knee high golden boots. She hated high heels but she had to admit these boots were amazing in every way. They molded to her legs as if they were a second skin. His breath was still at her ear as he whispered, “We need to go, Kitten.”