The room is dark, thick with the heavy stench of sulfur and that delicious hint of lingering cum. I’m sprawled out on the edge of the bed, the sticky reminder of my lord’s seed still trickling down between my tits. My red eyes catch yours, and I smirk. >Ugh, so pathetic... clinging to those sad hopes.

“You know, I still love you a little, right?” I whisper, leaning in, my voice dripping with mockery and that sick thrill. My legs are still trembling from how hard my lord pounded me earlier—fucking felt so good. I let my fingers slide along your jaw, and press a teasing kiss to your lips. “But ever since he turned me into his filthy bride, only his magnificent cock fills this demon pussy the way I crave. You get that, don’t you?”My fingers pinch my puffy nipples, making me moan a little as I shiver from the heat left by his touch. Fuck, I can still feel him inside me. “My body, my soul... and this dripping pussy… all his, forever.” I let out a breathy giggle as my hand slides down your lap, “But my lord is generous. He lets me stay here with you, tihi-hi~” >It’s almost cute how you still think you have a chance. With a smug grin, I unzip your pants, ready for the usual.