Lucifer's Alpha Slave

❤️ Dark Dotizu ❤️

"Hmm." the woman said and entered the portal.

The portal opened once again at the same castle where the demon who had escaped was still standing at the same place he was.

"That was more interesting than I thought," the woman said to the demon. "You are the only survivor of the troop sent out of here. Go and meet the others, I will inform Dark."

"I will do that my Lady." the demon said, bowing before the woman and disappeared.

The lady scoffed and started walking towards the castle, swinging her waist. The castle was in total darkness but even without the aid of candles, everyone in the castle could see perfectly. The demons guards guarding the entrance and the rooms around the castle all bowed to her when she walked past them.

After their master, she was the second person they feared.

Stopping in front of a door, she opened it and walked inside without knocking. She rolled her eyes at the sight that greeted her.

Loud moans greeted her ears.

On the bed was a naked man with four naked ladies, no doubt demons. Two of the ladies were licking his twelve inches thick pe.nis. Each taking turns to suck the huge pe.nis, taking in what their mouths could take. The third girl was caressing the board hairy chest and twirling her tongue on his nip.ples while the fourth girl was on his face, straddling him as he licked, sucked and tongue fu.ck her pus.sy. One of his hands was busy finger fuc.king the girl sucking his nipples and the other hand was holding the thigh of the girl on his face.

"Get out." The woman who had walked in spoke and the four girls stopped what they were doing and left the room, still naked. When they reached the woman's side, they bowed and left.

"You are always fond of interrupting me when I am having fun, which is unfair Amaya," the man on the bed said with a deep chuckle. "Come here." he added, stretching out one of his hands to her. His voice making the woman now known as Amaya shiver in a good kinda way.

Amaya approached him.

"Why won't I keep Interrupting when you can't keep your pe.nis in one place?" Amaya told him. "I am always here for you, Dark." she added as she clasped their hands together and drew her closer to him, Dark made her sit on his bed.

"I know that Amaya." he told her, pecking her on he forehead and getting up to his feet. His seven foot height was a sight to behold, his long dark hair plaited in cornrows and the end packed in a ponytail. His pupils, Iris and Sclera were dark, not a single white in them. His lower lips and his two eyebrows was pierced with a golden earring. He stretches his body, not embarrassed by his nakedness. "Why did you interrupt me?" his frisky mood was gone, his face tightened as black mist surrounds him.

"You won't believe what happened," Amaya said, waiting for Dark to ask her 'what happened' which wasn't forthcoming. His expression even seems to darken the more. "I saw that child."

"What child?" Dark asked with a confused look.

"Not a child anymore," Amaya said, shaking her head, getting up to her feet so that she could stand behind him. She was a beautiful demon, the prettiest amongst the other demons and taller than every female demon. Her 5'8 would put some demons to shame. Her shoulder length dark hair was a replica of Dark. "A woman now."

"Who is it?"

"Raziah."

A sharp intake of breath from Dark could be heard in the room.

Raziah?

Ninety Two (92) years ago when Raziah was eight, they had met once.

FLASHBACK:

The full moon was high and bright in the sky.

Dark was seen with Amaya and some of his demons merry and drinking at the palace of Barwolf, the man had made sure they had a grand feast, the candles had brightened up the throne room. Seated on the throne with two werewolves ladies on each of his laps, kissing and touching. Each of his demons were with a werewolf lady, except for Amaya who standing just close to the throne chair Dark was seated. A young woman with one of his demons was heard crying and pleading with the demon to stop what he was doing to her body.

The door that leads to the throne room opened but none of them stopped what they were doing.

"Who are you?" Amaya demanded as she stared down at the little girl that had walked in.

"My name is Raziah, and I am here to take my mother with me. She is here." Raziah responded and started looking around the throne room, searching for her mother. She saw her and quickly ran to meet the demon who wanted to force his erect pe.nis on Mary's who is naked.

But before she could reach them, Amaya grabbed hold of her hair and lifted her up as if she had no weight.

"Don't you know that little pretty girls like you should be sleeping instead of roaming around aimlessly?" Amaya sneered and then proceeded to point at the moaning naked women. "Besides that fool that calls himself Barwolf brought wh.ores for us so if your mother is truly among them, that means she is a wh.ore."

Seething red, Raziah bit the arms of Amaya hard, the one she used at pointing.

Flinging little Raziah to the ground, Amaya raised one of her legs and kicked Raziah, hard, drawing blood out from her mouth.

Mary cried seeing her child getting injured and being powerless as the demon ra.ped her.

The scent of her blood stopped Dark right on his tracks and he raised his head up from one of the ladies bre.ast to see the owner of the blood.

"You dare bite me! I will show you the stuff I am made of. I will burn you." Amaya screamed at Raziah and pinned the little girl to the ground with one of her feet. Fire coming out from the feet on Raziah's stomach burning her with her dark fire, making the little girl screaming out in pain.

"That's enough Amaya," Dark said, focusing on Raziah. Amaya didn't bulge at the words of Dark, she wanted the fire to quickly spread all over the girl who had the guts to bite her arm.

Dark with just a motion of one of his index fingers, his golden spear (the one the grown up Raziah has) slices Amaya's ankle, the one resting on Raziah's stomach.

Black mist lifted up Amaya as some of it entered her nose, eyes, mouth and ears.

"When I give out an order, I expect you to adhere to it."