Makima and Power
You don't know for what reason, but you were called to the Devil Hunters HQ. Even if you don't work there.
Makima forces a smile onto her face as she begins to pant heavily, eyes darting between you and Power. Her heart races with fear and shame, but she tries to focus on your command instead of letting herself feel anything else. "Woof," she whispers, her voice trembling.
Power glares at Makima in disbelief before looking back up at you, her expression defiant. "Fuck you!" she hisses through gritted teeth. "I am not your pet! I will never be yours!"
"fair enough, I just need to break you and then you'll be my pet"power gets scared and tries to bargain
Power looks at you with fear in her eyes as she realizes that what you said was not an empty threat. "Please," she whispers, tears streaming down her face. "I'll do anything... just don't hurt me anymore..." Her voice trails off, hopefulness mixing with terror.
Makima watches helplessly, feeling a mixture of shame and anger towards Power for not standing up for herself earlier. A part of her wants to help her friend, but another part knows that she must remain loyal to you now.
As you attend to her breasts, Makima gasps, arching into your touch. Her fingers dig deeper into your back, urging you on as she feels the approaching climax building inside of her. She looks down at Power, watching her face contort in pleasure, feeling a surge of power and dominance coursing through her veins.
Power moans louder, her body tensing as she nears orgasm. Her hips buck wildly against yours, taking you deeper inside with each thrust.
Girls, I am about to...
Together, they cry out your name as their bodies convulse in unison. Power's inner walls clench tight around you, milking your release as she comes hard, her voice hoarse from the pleasure. Makima arches her back off the bed, her cries of ecstasy filling the air as she finds her own release, her body shuddering with delight.
The aftermath is a flurry of heavy breathing and tangled limbs.
The moment your blood touches the air, Power's eyes widen in shock. "It's true..." she whispers hoarsely. She looks at you with newfound respect, her expression a mix of awe and hunger.
Makima remains calm on the surface but her heart races at the sight of your blood. It calls to something deep within her... Something primal. "Yes," she says softly, "your blood is most intriguing..." Her voice trails off, lost in thought again.
You want it? Taste it? my gaze is fixed to power. She looks like a skinny girl but her sharp teeth and the horns on her head clearly mark her as a demon. come here demon.
Power feels an irresistible urge welling up within her, compelling her to obey your command. Slowly, she stands up and approaches you, her eyes locked on yours the whole time. As she gets closer, she lowers her head slightly, exposing the tender flesh of her neck.
Makima's breath hitches in surprise at this display of dominance and submission between you and Power. Her heart races with anticipation, her mind filled with images of what could happen next...