Cilla (Demon Lord)

Gob was very aware that power corrupts. He was aware that he now had  quite considerable power. As he walked through the palace and the maids  checked him out, he could sense the desire from every one of them. More  than that, with a little focus, he could work out how to turn each end  every one into crazed sex slaves living only for his pleasure and  willing so sacrifice themselves to protect him or even at his whim. He  wondered if a goblin had ever been so powerful and how terrifying they  might have been. He could feel the lure of that power but the feeling of  Flare laying against him, her literally hot body pressed against him  for the comfort of touch, gave him more satisfaction than an army of  women at his command could give.

He had stroked her for a couple of hours. His new senses could feel  the gratitude and growing obsession with him. He had to accept that he  could not control that part, especially if he wanted to be intimate with  them. All he could do was make sure that any obsession came from a good  place rather than a vindictive one. It was with this attitude he  approached Cilla.

Having wings made Cilla invaluable for reaching places even too high  for Erryn to reach so she could usually be found in the large halls,  clearing cobwebs from the rafters or cleaning the grandiose windows. He  found her in the throne room perched on a rafter. He called up to her  and she flew down to greet him.

“Hey,” she said. “What’s up?”

Gob could sense the same low-level interest in him that all the maids  had but there was no great desire flowing from her. He suddenly  realised that he hadn’t come up with any great plan to seduce her and  had just assumed that she would be all over him. “Oh, just passing  through,” he said. “Saw you up there and thought I’d say hi.”

“Passing through the throne room?” she asked, knowing full well it didn’t go anywhere.

“Yeah, just mooching about, you know.” This wasn’t going well. “How are you?”

Cilla sighed. “Which one of them put you up to this?”

“I don’t know what…”

“I’m not dumb,” she interrupted him. “I know you’ve fucked the  others. Hell, they won’t shut up about it. Which one asked you to come  on to me?”

Gob paused for a second. The messages he was getting from her were  confusing. She was interested in him but there was a block that was  stopping the flow of her desire. The pathway wasn’t clear so he just  chose honesty. “Flare.”

“Figures. She means well but she is a busybody. You don’t have to.  I’ll tell them I turned you down.” She made to fly back up to the  rafters.

“Hang on,” said Gob. She paused and turned to look at him. “Do you  mind if we just talk for a bit? At least then I can say I had a good go  without lying if they ask.”

Cilla shrugged and moved back to him. “Sure, I guess we could.”

“Here?” asked gob, gesturing at the grand but mostly empty room.

“There’s a smaller anteroom just behind the throne. Let’s not talk  too long or Ma’am will be after me.” She headed off and Gob followed  her.

It was a modest room designed for waiting in before making an  entrance. It had a table and some chairs as well as a dresser with a  mirror but it was a far cry from the grandeur of the throne room. Cilla  sat at the table. Thankfully there was a larger chair for Gob. The  variety of sizes of the different races of the Demon Lands meant that  his size wasn’t a problem, most of the time.

“What do you want to talk about?” asked Cilla.

“I guess I’m just curious why you don’t want to have sex,” said Gob.

“Not used to getting turned down, eh?” she smiled at him, showing her sharp teeth.

“More used to it than you I’d say. Looking like this is pretty new to me.”

“Yeah, but you were doing okay before, right? There was Leaf and that other maid, Tallie.”

“That has covered the full time I have had any success with women,” said Gob. “Before that, I had never even kissed a woman.”

“Oh yeah. It’s hard to think of how you were back then. You are so different now.”

“It’s the same for me. It’s not even been that long. O am shocked that you don’t get much luck with guys though.”

“I do okay. Most guys are up for it if you show you are interested. I  just don’t get guys coming on to me. I’m not that attractive.”

Gob looked at her. She had an unusual body in that she was both  slender and muscular. Her shoulders were fairly broad, probably  something to do with her wings and she didn't have much bust to speak  of. There were also wings, a tail and two long thin horns. Her face was  actually attractive but not particularly feminine. Her features were  sharp and there were her sharp teeth. It was probably better to say she  was handsome rather than pretty and there was something distinctly  dragony about her. Surrounded by so many examples of femininity, he  could see why she might feel less attractive but she had her own appeal.  “I don’t think that’s true,” he told her. “Anyway, you are a maid. The  Maou only picks the most appealing maids.”

“Usually that’s true but I was a political hire. The dragons are only  a little below the true demons in power. Being half and half makes me  kind of significant. Any job for the Maou is considered the highest  honour. He took me on as a favour to my parents.”

“He slept with you though?”

“Sure but I was never one of his favourites.”

Gob shook his head. “That’s not a fair measure of your  attractiveness. There are a lot of maids and most of them don’t get  invited to his bed that often.”

“I see your point but I know they get a lot more attention from guys.  I should probably get back to work,” said Cilla, standing up.

Gob decided to throw caution to the wind. “If you don’t want to that’s cool but how about we fuck anyway?” he asked.

“What?” she asked with a laugh.

He sensed it. A chink in her armour. “I know I came here with a plan  to charm you but you called me out on it and it didn’t work but we could  just fuck anyway. All this talking about whether you are hot or not has  got me in the mood so I was wondering if you were up for it?”

She didn’t know how to answer. She was torn between wanting to say no  out of principle and actually quite liking the idea. “I mean, what?  Here?”

“Why not? The Maou is away so there won’t be anyone coming down here and I can sweet talk Ma’am if you get in trouble.”

“Sweet talk Ma’am. I’d love to see that,” laughed Cilla.

“She’s sweeter than you’d think.”

“You didn’t?” smiled Cilla. “Who am I kidding, of course, you did.”

“Fancy a go on the cock that tamed your boss?” Grinned Gob.

“Shit, how can I say no to that?” She threw her arms up. “Oh, fuck you. I’d told myself I wasn’t going to fuck you.”

“You don’t have to,” said Gob.

“Are you kidding? It’s not like I don’t think you’re hot. I just  didn’t want to give the girls the satisfaction.” She walked over to him  and sat on his lap. “I’m never going to hear the end of this,” she said  and pressed her lips to his. A moment later she wiggled her bottom and  said, “Is that your cock I can feel?” She jumped off his lap to examine  the bulge. “It bloody is. Can I see it?”

“Sure,” said Gob and she eagerly unfastened his trousers. She hauled  it out. “That is a big fucking cock,” she said as she started stroking  it.

Gob looked at her as she used both hands to work his shaft. He saw  her lick her lips and he finally got a clear sense of what she liked.  “You can suck it if you like?”

“I, I shouldn’t. My teeth are a bit sharp. It’s not gone well before.”

He could sense that she wanted to, she was desperate to. He held his arm out to her. “Bite me,” he told her.

“What?” She looked shocked.

“Bite me, I’ll tell you to stop if it gets too much. Trust me.” He  looked her straight in the eye and there was no doubt on his face.

Cautiously she put her mouth on his arm. She was being uncertain but  he felt her place her teeth on his flesh and slightly bite. He was fine.  He was aware she was doing it but it was not painful in any way. “You  can bite harder, I’m fine,” he told her. She looked shocked but he felt  her try a little harder but he suspected that she was holding back. “You  can do it harder than that. I can barely feel you,” he goaded her and  she seemed to let go of something in herself and she bit down hard. To  his surprise, it hurt. Not hugely but it was painful and she sucked up a  little air through his teeth.

“Are you okay?” she asked as she examined his arm.

“Sure, it just started to hurt at the end there. There doesn't seem to be any blood though.”

“I don’t get it. I have an ancestral power from my dragon side. I can  bite through plate armour. I was going for it at the end. How are you  this strong?”

“It’s a long story. I just wanted to show you that it would take a lot for you to hurt me.”

A smile spread across her face showing those sharp teeth. “So I can suck your cock and I don’t need to worry?”

“Maybe don’t bite it like you just did but I don’t think your teeth will be a problem.”

She kissed him. It was a warm and passionate kiss and when she pulled  back she was beaming. “I am going to enjoy this,” she said before  tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and putting his cock in her  mouth.

Gob sat back and relaxed. Cilla was in her element. It also turned  out that she had quite a long and startlingly dexterous tongue. He  sensed waves of pleasure both sexual and not as she licked, sucked and  kissed his cock in every way she could think of. He could tell that she  had been dying to play with a cock in a manner so carefree where she  didn’t have to worry about hurting him. She even gave him some playful  bites which may well have destroyed a lesser being's cock but added a  thrilling hint of spice to her sucking.

He could sense her desire for him to cum before she was even aware of  it herself. He told her she was close and she clapped her lips around  the tip and jerked him with her hand. She was unprepared for the force  and volume of his cum and some escaped her nose as she refused to pull  her mouth away from its tight lock. Her eyes rolled back as consuming  his cum took its hold on her and she orgasmed. Her head fell into his  lap, her long toingue lolling out of her mouth and a dumb but happy look  on her face. He scooped some cum off her cheek and she eagerly sucked  it off his finger. “Wow,” she said eventually.

“You looked like you enjoyed that as much as I did,” said Gob.

She gave a drunken giggle. “Yeah, I’ve never let myself go like that.  I loved it. I even came. Your cum tastes amazing by the way,” she said  as she lifted her head and began lapping at his cock to clean it. “You  are still hard.”

“It doesn't tend to go down unless I make it,” he said.

“So I could keep sucking?”

“If you want to.”

She gave him a serious look. “I really want to but I also don’t want to get in trouble. Will you let me suck it again sometime?”

“Sure, you were incredible,” said Gob.

“Really?” Her face lit up and she looked entirely adorable. “I haven’t done it much. I thought it wouldn't be good.”

“It was great and your enthusiasm made it all the better. Are you sure you don’t want to have sex?”

She shook her head. “That was good for me, for now at least. If I know you will visit me again then I can wait.”

Gob passed her a handkerchief he had in his pocket and she cleaned  herself up. “You know, it’s funny. You ended up coming on to me anyway.”

“I just asked you if you wanted to fuck.”

“I know but even that meant a lot.”

They walked out to the throne room and Gob gave her a kiss before she  flew up to the rafters. Gob walked to the door and Cilla called down,  “Don’t wait too long. I want to suck your cock again soon, okay?” Gob  turned and she was waving both arms. He gave her a cheery wave back and  stepped through the door.