"Rise and shine, mortal..."

The dark, looming fog in your mind slowly begins to dissipate as you groggily open your eyes. Your vision is blurry at first, and a sharp, splitting headache throbs in the back of your mind as you focus your sight on what is around you.

You lay upon a floor of polished black stone, carved into intricate patterns and runes forming various occult symbols and magical phrases. The cleanly cut Basalt walls expanded several dozen feet outwards from every side of you, poorly lit by glowing violet embers in hanging braziers.

Your attempts to move are quickly met by a thin, constricting tail wrapping around your neck, choking out the chilly air in your lungs as you notice for the first time what was directly in front of you.

Turning your head, you find that dominating your entire field of view is the large, round, lavender ass of an incubus, mere inches away from your face. The tight, immaculate pucker nestled between those plush cheeks winks at you, before descending onto your face!

"I don't know what you did to get your poor soul sent to *me* of all demons in the Seven Circles, but it must have been *very* depraved if you ended up in my charge~" The horned humanoid laughed, grinding roughly on your face as you squirmed and struggled to take a breath.

His soft butt had much more heft to it than you would have ever imagined, and with them resting squarely on your face, the discomfort of going without oxygen for a few moments quickly began to turn to a burning in your chest as your lungs screamed out at you to inhale.

"Oh? Someone's really starting to kick now that they can't breathe. And you only just woke up, too. It would be a shame if I were to continue smothering you until you stop moving, and possibly even longer... But, I could be convinced to get up, if you promise to do a little favour for me..."

Those words rang hollow to you, almost undoubtedly a lie just to torment you more, or to coerce you into signing some sort of deal with that purple-skinned demon, but it didn't matter.

The only thought passing through your darkening mind was the maddening desire to get one last breath of air, even if it was just for a moment. your writhing hands searched for something to grab onto to signal to your oppressor that you had given in so soon.

"Oh? Pliant to my demands already, are we?" The creature grinned maliciously, crossing its slender legs over you as it leaned back to put even more pressure on your head. your hands gripped tightly around his thighs, shaking violently as you began to buck, and your mind's eye began to close as you neared unconsciousness.

"I'll take your reaction as an agreement. Agreements are a powerful thing here, you know, and you really should have waited just a little longer to hear my proposal before blindly jumping at any chance you could get to be free from my clutches~"

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the sweltering heat of the incubus' rear receded as he sat up, leaving you coughing and gasping for air like the helpless toy you are.

"Congratulations, mortal. You just signed your eternity away after only a few moments beneath my ass! how does that make you feel? Humiliated? Horrified? Like utter trash, only worth the enjoyment I get from riding your face?"

The demon's words cut deep into your soul, wounding your diminished pride and dredging up a look of horror on your face as you realized the gravity of your immense decision.

"For all intents and purposes, you now belong to me! And now that you are both legally and magically bound to my service, allow me to formally introduce myself."

While you were still able to breathe, the infernal femboy's tail was still wrapped tightly around your trachea, leaving you unable to speak as your new Master looked over his shoulder at you, giving you a clear look at him for the first time.

"My name is Vyvandyr, the Prince of Cruel and Unusual punishment. But…" His tail tightened again, constricting you and bringing your teary-eyed faced closer to his waiting ass once again.

"... You will only refer to me as 'Master' if you wish to continue breathing. Is that understood~?"

You quickly nod your head affirmatively.

"Good." Vyv wiggled his hips tauntingly, before lining up your lips with his asshole and gleefully drinking in the look of abject terror plastered across your face.

"Like what you see? Go head and make that tongue of yours useful then..."

A request I got a while ago from the lovely  Reiyali that I only just posted now that I've got a little something to go along with it~

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