Could This Get Any Worse? Of Course!

He gave a grunting moan as she tugged sharply on the hook, causing it to jolt inside of him and stretch his skin in an uncomfortable manner, made worse by the fact that he had not been lubricated.

Regardless of how unenjoyable that may seem to others he found pleasure in it and instead of the pained cries she desired he offered up breathy moans.

"Mistress will have to try harder if she wants cries of pain."
There were very few things that truly caused him pain and held no undertones of pleasure.

These were things that were not common knowledge and he kept very close to his chest in order to avoid them being exploited.

He gave a soft purr, his back arching again as he leaned in against the hand on his stomach, savoring the feel of her touch.

His eyes landed on her breast, his tongue darting out over his lower lips as he gazed at them lustfully.

Belial let out another soft moan as she stroked him, pressing forward into her hand only to pull on the hook and evoke a more substantial moan.

The moans weren't quite what she was looking for, but they'd do.

She could work with him getting more and more turned on without a problem. That would probably make things more fun for her.

"Mistress has decided on other things."

Her lips curled as her stroking became a little more firm, thumb rubbing over his slit gently. "I'm deciding whether I should whip you blood then clean you of all the blood or whether I should fuck you mercilessly."

The fingers of her other hand circled the Daemon's skin around the hook.

"Which one should I do?" she mused.

"Mistress is indecisive tonight."
He purred his words as her hand got firmer, he craned his neck back so he could move his hips a little, moving with her strokes before groaning loudly as she pressed against his slit and the hook moved around inside of him.

He shivered softly at her words, both sounded very appealing to him at the moment and which ever she chose he would enjoy to the fullest.

Belial purred softly as she mused over which actions she would preform, he was eager to see what his fate would be, either way pain would soon be inflicted upon him and it has his skin tingling with anticipation.

He gave a contented murmur as she stroked the skin around the hook, arching his back again as he presented himself to her once more.

"Perhaps I am. But I haven't had the opportunity to do this in quite some time." Dominating someone older and stronger than her didn't happen often.

"Perhaps I should do one now and the other later tonight..."

Her lips quirked upwards when he presented himself to her again.

She had decided what she was going to do.

With a gentle stroke to the Daemon's back and a sharp slap to his ass, Giacinto turned to make her way across the room.

Instead of going to the chest, she settled herself in the large chair on her desk and pulled her laptop closer.

Would he tolerate her ignoring him?

"And you might not have such an opportunity again for quite some time."
Belial was not the type of Daemon to play the submissive very often and it was a rarity that he would do it for the same person more than once unless they impressed him.

He gave a loud moan as she smacked him on the ass again, purring as the sharp sting spread across his skin.

His eyebrow arched up as she got to her feet and wandered off back to her seat.

The demon gave a quite chuckle as he watched her.

"Are you going to leave me like this, completely unsatisfied, Tony?"

He asked as he gazed at her, an amused expression still on his face, perhaps the Succubus would be the first who tried to leave him unsatisfied after he had fulfilled their needs.

Giacinto went on as if she hadn't heard him.

She could ignore people very easily when she wanted to.

She wanted to see how long Belial could last before snapping and turning the tables. She was betting less than ten minutes. She'd see how far his patience stretched.

One long leg crossed over the other as her eyes flickered over the screen of her laptop, trying to remember where she had left off and what else she needed to do.

Belial chuckled deeply, well then, this was a first.

His hands reached up and grasped onto the collar, tearing it part as if it were made of paper before pulling out the hook with a soft purr, tossing both objects onto the floor.

He lay back on her bed, crossing his arms behind his head as he watched her work.

What was Tony trying to gain from doing this, annoying him? Trying to prove that she had some sort of power over him? or was she simply inviting him to take control and fuck her like crazy.

He mused over that for a moment as he continued to watch her silently, giving her a few minutes to reconsider her decision.

"I hope the other occupants of your mansion prove to be a better lay, I must admit I am disappointed with your efforts."

Now that was a thought, leaving the Succubus here with the work see seemed so devoted to all of a sudden and finding someone else to play with.

The woman almost hissed when she heard the collar tear.

Bastard. He was buying her a new one. There was no way she'd let him destroy her equipment like that.

She was hoping he would take this opportunity to take control and show her exactly why she shouldn't ignore him when they were alone together. She hadn't had the thought of him just walking away to fuck someone else.

Shit.

Now she had to think of how to keep him interested... Perhaps show him that she was still horny?

Her tongue passed over her lips as she stood and strolled around the desk. She bent, ass up in the air for him to see, and picked up the few knick knacks that she had knocked off when he had first arrived.

The Succubus stood straight again and set the objects back on the desk, letting her hips sway slowly as she arranged them back in their place.

After she had done, one hand grasped the edge of the table while the other slid down her stomach to massage her clit gently. With her bent over the desk slightly, back to him and legs parted slightly, he'd have a great view of her ass and he'd be able to see her fingers pleasure herself.

Now how would he react?

A pleased smirk spread across his lips as he watched her little show, his eyes focusing on her hips and backside.

He hadn't reacted how she had intended and now she was vying for his attention again, a thought that left a purr rumbling deep in his chest as he watched her pleasure herself.

Silently he rose to his feet and walked up behind her, grasping onto her hips and grinding his member against her ass.

One of his hands slid up her stomach and wrapped around her neck firmly, not hard enough that she would find it uncomfortable to breath but enough to let her know he was there and not pleased.

"I told you what I would do if someone was to leave me unsatisfied, luckily for you I still have plans that require you to keep your pretty little head on your shoulders. Don't do it again."

He purred his words in a low, barely there whisper, and through they didn't sound stern there was definite truth and promise behind them.

Belial's hands slipped away from her throat and grasped onto her breast, caressing them softly as he ground against his backside.

Her eyes slid shut when he ground against her.

She swallowed when his hand wrapped around her neck, lips parting, breathing picking up.

Her fingers still moved against her clit, pleasuring herself as he whispered darkly in her ear.

Oh God, the dark threats, the breathy purrs, the heat of his body pressed against hers, the fingers moving against her sensitive clit. It was all so sexy. She could feel herself getting more and more aroused with each passing moment.

She wanted him to fuck her. Hard. Bent over the desk, tied and spread out on the floor, against the wall, out on the balcony. Anywhere. Everywhere.

She wanted him to fuck her. Hard.

"We'll see. I loved seeing you there, presented for me like a prize," she purred softly.

"And now you will be my prize, Tony."

He muttered the growl as he pushed the contents of the desk away, making room as he forced her down so her chest and stomach were pressed firmly against the hardwood.

His hands left her breasts and slid down the slide of her body, grasping onto her thighs and spreading her legs apart.

He wanted her wet and as such allowed her to continue to stroke herself as he trailed his tongue down her spine, over her ring of muscles and back to her sex.

The Demon's tongue lapped at her, stimulating her until he could feel her getting wet for him.

She swallowed thickly, tongue lapping over her lower lip.

His prize.

He was going to take her however he wanted to. That thought had images playing in his mind and anticipation running through her.

How would he take her? Slow? Fast? Hard? Gentle? Would he tease her until she was just about to come then stop for a while? Would he just fuck her or would he go through the chest and find some toys to play with?

She shivered softly when she felt the cool wood against her stomach and breasts, fingers moving just a little faster.

Her legs spread willingly for him, a whine sounding when his tongue ran over her.

He lapped at her for a few moments until he was satisfied with how aroused she was, his tongue pulling back to lave over the tight ring of muscles on backside.

He pulled away from her, eyeing her laid out and exposed like that, a beautiful sight.

"Put your hands on your hips and stay still."
He ordered, leaving no room for argument, if she wanted to keep her head she would do as he said.

The demon stepped away from her, moving over to the chest and seeking out what he desired, rummaging through the impressive collection with a hum.

She moaned softly, pressing back against the Daemon's tongue.

Her fingers worked against her clit for a few more moments after he gave the order before slowly and reluctantly pulling away.

Giacinto rested her hands on her hips obediently and waited.

She could hear him rifling through her chest and her mind wandered over what toys he would use. A shiver of anticipation ran through her.

The Demon purred as he found what he was looking for, gathering up a few items before making his way back over to her, keeping his selection away from her sight.

He grasped both her arms and brought them together behind her back, until her elbows almost met.

He tied her arms in place with a leather arm restraint, buckling it up effortlessly as he bound her arms in place, she would not be touching herself or him for the rest of the night. Punishment for annoying him since he would be making it very tempting for her to touch him.

Belial smiled and grasped onto the strap around her elbow, holding her in place as his other hand came down on her backside with a audible crack, as a large hand-print embossed itself on her ass.

She let him bind her arms without a fuss.

The thought of being bound with the inability to move anything was arousing. She'd be entirely at his mercy. The thought couldn't have aroused her any more than it did.

The woman jerked with a sharp hiss when his hand met with her backside, head tossing back, her long, curly hair flying out around her.

She pressed her ass backwards, swaying and wiggling slightly. More. She wanted more.

His eyes glowed in amusement as she pressed her ass back, yearning for more, he had to admit that he liked these new changes in Tony's sexual appetite.

Belial brought his hand down again, striking her other cheek harder than the first, his hand print clearly blazing against her tanned skin.

The Demon leaned down and traced the hand print with the tip of his tongue, applying pressure to the already stringing skin, the saliva cooling as it hit the night air, providing fleeting coolness to the hot marks.

His hands trailed between her legs, stroking her wet heat, his fingers dipping inside of her for a moment, she was nice and ready.

"I am going to give you a present, if you drop it, you will get nothing more from me tonight, understand?"

He would pleasure her as long as she met his demands and right now he wanted to play a game.

He grabbed the Jack Rabbit vibrator and clicked it on, kneeling down behind her and pushing it into her roughly, the ears licking against her clit as it vibrated and the length of it push deep inside her.

But the vibrator was quite heavy and required her to clench her muscles in order for it to stay in place, if that vibrator hit the floor, it would all be over and he would find someone else.

She moaned when the hand struck her other cheek.

A purr sounded as she pressed back against the Daemon's tongue as it traced over her stinging flesh.

Giacinto was enjoying this. The harsh slaps then the gentle caress of tongue.

She gasped softly, hips rolling needily against the fingers stroking her, legs spreading just a little more. She was aroused and she was wet and she wanted to be touched and teased and fucked.

"Yes sir," she chuckled softly.

She'd play his games. There wasn't much the Vampire hadn't done during sex; she had no qualms with doing what he wanted of her for this.

The woman moaned loudly, nails biting into the skin of her hips as the toy vibrated inside her.

Oh, this game was going to be fun. What was he going to do to distract her from concentrating on keeping the vibrator in place?

Her muscles clenched around the toy and she moaned softly, biting her lower lip. How long could she keep that game up?

"Oh and I almost forgot."
He added and he leaned back over and pressed another setting on the vibrator.

As soon as he did the shaft of the vibrator began to wiggle and rotate, moving around inside her, there was a reason he had chosen the rabbit over all the other vibrators she had, having it moving around like that would make this even more difficult.

Belial took a step back to admire her, bent over and bound with a toy hanging precariously between her legs.

The Demon's hands slid down her spine and between her cheeks, his fingers circling the ring of muscles teasingly as he leaned up, trailing his tongue along the back of her neck.

She clenched her teeth and gave a low growl.

"Bastard," she hissed lowly.

This was going to be a really fun game. She'd fight to the bitter end, even if she knew she had very little chance of winning this.

Her lips parted again and she gave a low moan.

"That's probably the nicest thing you have ever called me Tony, anyone would think you are growing fond of me."

He replied in a deep, husky tone followed by a short chuckle, his hand slipping down a little further to give the vibrator a small wiggle before pulling away again.

He wanted to enjoy watching her struggle without his influence on the vibrator at all.

The fingers that were pressed against her ring pushed into her slowly, Belial was definitely enjoying toying with the woman at the moment.

His fingers began to thrust into her, feeling her clamped tightly around them.
"You have a nice tight ass, I didn't get to make an acquaintance out of it last time."
He muttered with a purr.

The woman snorted then hissed when he moved the toy within her.

This was going to be Hell if he kept up toying with her like this. The more he moved the toy, the harder it was going to be to keep it still. And he damn well knew that.

"I could think of a few things to call you and none of them very nice, Belial."

She moaned, pressing back slightly against the fingers thrusting into her.

Her eyes slid shut. Why did that make her worry? Because she was picturing him fucking her while she still tried to keep the toy in place. That would be cruel beyond belief. Exactly something a bastard like him would do.

"The feeling is mutual, babe."

He replied, spanking her on the ass three more times, each one rough, leaving stinging marks all along her backside.

The fingers inside of her kept thrusting, curling and twisting as his other hand wrapped around his own arousal, stroking himself slowly, pressing up against her so she could feel him doing it.

Belial was going to fuck her, and hard, as such he wanted to make sure that he was ready for her.

He pulled his fingers out of her, before positioning himself behind her, no amount of fingering would be preparation enough for this, chances were no matter what it would hurt.
Demons were notorious for being.... well equipped.

He pushed himself into her roughly, a small payback for the hook earlier and he only hoped that she enjoyed it as much as he did.

Her lip twitched. Babe. How she hated that pet name. Well and truly hated it.

Her body jerked a little with each slap. Dammit all to hell, this wasn't going to be easy to do.

Did she concentrate on keeping the toy in place or the pleasure his fingers were giving her? The toy. Concentrate on the toy. Keep it in place. If she lost concentration on that, the night would be over.

She bit her lip when he pressed up against her.

She knew what was going to happen next and she was both dreading and anticipating it.

A gasp passed her lips, head lolling forwards, eyes squeezing shut and teeth sinking into her lip. Shit shit shit shit shit. Focus on the toy. The toy was what she needed to concentrate on.

"Oh Tony..."

He purred huskily in against the back of her neck as he pressed up against her, his nails biting into her hip as he gripped her side.

"You are going to be sore tomorrow."

He pushed into her as far as he could, burying himself in her depths with a low groan as he pressed his lips to the back of her neck.

The demon's hands slipped forward and pressed against her pelvis, stroking it softly as he pulled out painfully slow before ramming himself back in forcibly.

"Feeling full are we?" He cooed as he pressed his hands against her pelvis.

He continued the torment, pulling out of her so slowly it was almost cruel before plunging back in with unparalleled speed and ferocity