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A Prince's Passions, A Demon's Desires

Part 3

For Roureem

By Draconicon

Three weeks into his rule, Emperor Bu Ren I had discovered that he had a great appetite for the pleasures of rule, and more, that he had a talent for getting things done. Perhaps it was something that he could thank his demonic benefactor for, but in this case, he believed that it really was all down to him. He had a genuine talent for getting the Empire to do what he wanted, and when he spoke, the Empire listened. Even his siblings, for all that they were keen to see him gone, did what he told them to do if they wanted to keep their privileges and power from being part of the Imperial family.

Of course, restructuring the Empire so that it worked better was the easy part. He was able to give proclamations, and the military - which quite eagerly submitted to him after the tales of his personal prowess were passed around - enforced what he demanded. It was something more of a dictatorship than what his father had ruled, but when it came to enforcing changes, it was required.

Bu watched as the lands were brought forward in time, the farms gathered towards specialized areas of the Empire. Rather than spreading it out, he gathered the best of the farmers to specific lands, where it was fertile and strong, and ordered them to grow food for the entire Empire. The same was done throughout the land, specializing it, making it better, taking advantage of each region's specific nature.

For the first time in decades, there was plenty for the realm, and the people, though adjusting to a very new type of rulership, were happy.

Bu, however, had other plans. His demon had been happy to gain a harem, and he had been inspired to get one of his own. His top generals were among them, as were their soldiers, and four of his nine greatest nobles served him on their knees regularly. They were, if not happy about the arrangement, more than willing to go with it for the power that it gave them.

But there was always the reminder of what he owed his demon, and more than that, the reminder that payment would never be sufficient.

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The panda grunted as he pulled on his general's leash, yanking the crocodile back down his cock. The military man gasped for breath as he was fucked from behind, the leash both strangling him and forcing him to take that fat cock again, and again, and again. Bu had used it many times, but he was of such girth and length that no man seemed to truly become used to it for long.

He leaned back on the throne, savoring the sight of that hole spreading around his cock, seeing the way that it showed off how plundered it had become. It was on the verge of turning inside-out from how he treated it, and that in and of itself only made the whole situation that much hotter.

"Mmmph...yes..."

The general couldn't speak. For that matter, he was reasonably sure that the general was barely able to breathe, as each thrust seemed to knock the crocodile's breath from his lungs. In, out, in, out, each thrust bringing him closer to climax, as well. He groaned under his breath, feeling the tight spasms running up and down his cock, feeling the way that the hole squeezed at him, begging him for his seed.

But Bu already knew that the pleasure was going to be one-sided. The pleasure had been ever since he had taken the throne. There was something about the way that he got off with the demon that made it all but impossible for him to have that same sense of climax with anything else. His harem, his generals, his soldiers, everyone that he conquered, were all satisfied at the end of their sessions with him. He fucked them until they spilled the seed reserved for their wives across the floor, panting and gasping in shame.

He, on the other hand, almost never did. Perhaps the first time, if they were talented, he could finish. He could blow his load all over their faces, or deep in their asses. But after that, when he had become accustomed to them, they were no longer able to get him off. They were pleasant, and they were a nice distraction, but there was only one that could give him the satisfaction that he craved.

The panda groaned, feeling the spasming getting worse. The crocodile was close.

"Cum, general," he ordered.

There was something in his voice that forced the crocodile over the edge, and the general did as he was told. The reptile arched his back, thrusting his hips forward once, twice, three times, and then went stiff as he came. His seed smell filled the air, reminding them all what he had done.

The throne room was empty save for the two of them. For all that he had the throne, he didn't want the rest of the family to start seeing him as weak for his pleasures. They would, too, considering the way that they had tried to sabotage him on the way up. They would try and spin this as something to take him off the throne again.

But one day, perhaps, he would display the loyalty of those under him to the entire world. Perhaps, one day, he would have a kingdom where he could fuck his generals and his subjects where all might see his virility, his power, his manhood.

Until then, however, it was done in secret. He loosened the leash, and the crocodile slumped forward, panting and shaking, his cock still oozing. He fell forward, hitting the ground, and the panda stood up with a sigh.

"You are dismissed, General."

"T-thank you, Master," the reptile said.

"Go to your post. We will discuss this later."

As the crocodile hurriedly dressed and ran out of the throne room, he slumped back against the throne again. His cock throbbed with all the eagerness that it had gained since making the deal with the panther demon, but there was none of the satisfaction that he had come to expect. He looked down at his bare cock, slowly shaking his head at what it had become.

It had finally topped out at a foot in length, a shaft that put all but the equines of the Empire to shame, and even they were more just able to meet it rather than exceed it. The base was marked by the demon rune, though he had learned that he was the only one that could see it besides the demon's own harem and the demon himself. It must have been something to do with all the corruption pouring through his veins, as well as the pleasure that distracted him from doing anything that might have interfered with what the demon was doing.

Oh, he was aware of that little technique. He could feel that his need to fuck got worse whenever he started thinking about whether he still needed his benefactor, pushing him to either use one of his harem members or - as was the case more and more often, lately - to go to his demon and get ridden, get milked the way that the demon's harem was. It was his only reliable way of getting off these days, and the only way that he really enjoyed himself.

And he was well aware that he was getting used. There was no way that he could rule the Empire well and not be aware of that. Yet, at the same time, he didn't particularly care.

He smiled slightly, stroking a finger around the head of his shaft, smearing the pre-cum still flowing around the head. If his father knew how much he'd changed with coming in contact with a demon, he doubted that he ever would have won the throne, even if he had done it fairly. If his father knew how little he cared for the happiness of the realm as a whole, only to the point of giving the people what they needed so that they left him alone, then he imagined that the older panda would have held onto the throne for the rest of his natural life. But there it was. Bu knew himself, and he knew what he needed: pleasure and fun, and little more. His power came from the demon, and so did the pleasure. As long as that kept flowing, he would be happy to allow the demon to stay in the palace.

He was content to be used, as long as he got what he wanted, too. That was just the way he was.

As his cock throbbed one more time, begging for the chance to blow a well-stewed load - he hadn't had the chance to cum for almost four days - he sighed. It couldn't be helped. He'd need to go and deal with this.

Getting to his feet, he closed his royal robe around himself. It did little to hide his cock, but it was better than walking around naked. Much as he would have loved to make that a rule, that all males were required to roam the palace in nothing but their fur and scales, he knew that it would be fought tooth and nail. He needed more power, more influence, before he could carry out something that perverted.

But it would happen. One day, perhaps within a year, it would happen.

You knew what you were getting, didn't you, demon? the Emperor thought as he walked down from his throne, taking the small side passage that was concealed behind a pillar. You knew that I would be the one to lead the country into perversion.

Already, more of the man-lovers that had previously been hidden through the land were coming out, making themselves known after he had de-criminalized the act of men with men. It had never been that enforced, save for as a noble's way of trying to take down another, but it had been a way that his siblings might have worked against him. By getting rid of the law, he had also defended himself, but it meant that he had a groundswell of support from a number of people that could finally enjoy themselves.

Again, it had come from selfish motivations, but that didn't really matter when you had the people in the palm of your hand.

He walked along, his cock almost bouncing out of his robe more than once as he made his way through the halls. The occasional servant looked at him, blushed, and then looked away, but most of them were quick to just move and stay out of his path. Some even looked at him with a longing glance, and he memorized their faces for further pleasure in the future. New partners were always useful, as they were the ones most likely to get him off. The long-lasting harem was a good way for him to have distractions, for him to seek pleasure in the moment, but for relief, his choices were limited to new partners and to the demon.

For now, he needed the demon. He strolled faster, picking up the pace as he reached one of the many balconies of the palace.

Looking down on the grounds, he spotted the palace manor that he had dedicated to the demon's use. To the rest of the servants and to the public at large, the manor had been a reward to the greatest warriors of the kingdom, the strongest men brought there to be given a chance to rest and be rewarded for their service to the Empire. The rumors had spread through the army that the Emperor was determined to reward the best of his warriors with a palace to spend the rest of their days, where they would be attended by beautiful women, given song and wine and more to enjoy themselves for their service. The efforts of the military to be that much more stand-out for that reward had been noticed already, an unexpected bonus.

But the truth was not that different to the rumor. They were being rewarded for their service. The only difference was that their reward was service of another kind, a far more pleasurable service, to a being that they would never believe existed until they met him.

He still didn't know the demon's name. The panther had been canny, tricksy about that, and he imagined that it was because knowing the name would give another some power over the feline. He was fine with not knowing, though. It would have been an interesting shift in power to know, there was no doubt about that, but he was fine without knowing for now. He still had everything that he wanted, after all.

Following the stairs down from the balcony, he crossed the grounds to the guarded doors to the manor. Two large bulls stood in his way, their spears crossed over the front door. Their eyes, however, were glazed over, staring into the distance with a hint of green.

More marked toys, he thought, shaking his head.

They retracted their spears at his approach, and he opened the door, stepping into the demon's den of debauchery. One step inside, and he breathed in the hot musk and raunch of a recent orgy. The floor was messy with pre-cum and sweat, and he felt it clinging to his boots as he walked through the hallway. It was slimy, sticky, and the place reeked of the scent of man and sex and pleasure.

He loved it, honestly. It was a nice change from the palace, and he wondered at times if it would be possible to move here.

Not yet, he knew. Not until you manage to change things enough to be able to do this in the throne room.

And that was over a decade away. Provided that he could hang onto the throne that long, the Empire was going to be all but unrecognizable. The people would be happy, a by-product of his own happiness, and then...

Well, then he would figure out what to do next. The whole world would see what could be done with the power of a demon and one's own perverted needs.

The sound of an orgy drew him on, pulling him through one corridor and up another. He followed the sounds of moans, grunts, and gasps through the stone hallways and past ivory statues, until he finally found the cluster of those that had been claimed by his benefactor. Once he arrived, he leaned against the doorway, watching.

His demon sat on a dick, a big, fat, horse cock, one that had plunged deep enough to have killed a normal mortal. Then again, he imagined that it had been enhanced for the moment, feeding the demon's need for exaggerated debauchery. Those heavy, leathery balls bounced again and again, pulling up even when the demon was still. He could feel the tingle of demonic magic in the air, and knew that the stallion was being forced to cum over and over again, draining his balls into the demon's hole.

"Satisfied yet?" he asked.

The demon turned, and that green-eyed gaze brought him pleasure comparable to the best of his harem. He groaned, his cock rising and forcing its way out of his robe, exposing itself to the rest of the chamber.

"Satisfied? I am never satisfied...but the edge is off, if that's what you mean."

The demon slid his hips forward and up, sliding off of the horse he had just drained. The other soldiers stepped forward, clearing the exhausted equine from the table in the middle of the room. Despite having just been filled to the brim, the feline's hole didn't drip as he lowered himself to the floor.

"You have come for pleasure, as well?"

"Yes."

"Ah, Highness, you will never be satisfied without me."

"I'm not sure that's a good thing."

"It was your own choice, Highness. Come."

The panther gestured at him, and the robe came loose. He allowed it to slide down his arms. The last time that he tried to resist that, it had come loose so fast that the sleeves had ripped, and he'd needed to pay for another. It turned out the robes didn't come cheap, considering what they were made of.

He walked over to the table, allowing his marked cock to flop out on the top of it. The rest of the demon's harem marched over, lowering their shafts against the edge of the table, as well. They were almost like great warriors showing their weapons and loyalty to their master, except in this case, it was their cocks.

Then again, they were all long enough to be weaponized. If they were ever to fuck others, they would break assholes and minds almost as well as his own enhanced cock would.

The demon hopped onto the table, walking naked from male to male. Some shafts would receive a touch from his toes, stepped on and teased, while others would only get a pat on the head with one hand. The panther smiled at all of them, stroking their cheeks, rubbing their faces, showing them all one thing and one thing only: he was in charge, even if he was the one getting fucked.

Even Bu was reminded of that, and despite his power as Emperor, despite the feeling of strength that he gained just from being near the demon, he felt...right, with that. He had never been mistreated by this panther, never been given anything less than his due. So what if he had ended up being cursed to cum so infrequently? So what if he had been made to be more of a milking panda with all his seed reserved for the demon? In comparison to the power that he'd gained, to the pleasure that he had been given, being made to hold back for a bit wasn't that bad, really.

Finally, the demon came to a halt, stopping with his cock pointing down towards Bu. There was no threat of sudden oral, no feeling that he would be made to service the panther. Instead, he had his cock stroked, the head touched by the tip of the demon's toe, as if the demon had made a choice for the moment.

"Come to me, my Emperor."

Bu smiled, the panda climbing up on the table. This wasn't the first time that he had come back here, not the first time that he had been chosen for the demon's pleasure, but it was the first time that it would happen in front of so many others.

In a way, that made it better. An audience was something that he was lacking in the throne room, and in his life. He wanted to show off what he was, what he liked, what he could do, but that wasn't possible with the number of people that were still against this sort of lifestyle. It was only here, only in the house of the demon, that he could go this far and still get away with it.

He gritted his teeth with a low growl as the demon grabbed his cock, giving it a tight squeeze just behind the head. The sheer growth that he had gone through still left most of his cock untouched, but that didn't matter. The most sensitive part was in his benefactor's grasp, and that was all he needed.

"Our bargain remains, doesn't it, oh Emperor?"

"Mmph...it does..."

"And you're aware of these new terms, aren't you?"

"My seed...belongs to you."

"Yes, it does. And it's no great offering, is it?"

"Hmmph...not compared to what it used to be."

"It will only sire an heir when I choose."

"Yes...that's true," he admitted.

"And you like that...don't you..."

The green light was calling to him, and he groaned as he felt the pleasurable power of the demon washing over him. There was something off to the submission, something that he knew that, deep down, he should have been fighting, but there was something so good about it, too, something that he liked, something that made him feel good.

Yes, there was something that liked to be owned, and he nodded.

"Yes, that's right. This is mine. These are mine." The demon smiled, patting the panda's balls. "And I let you use them as you will, but their seed, their climax, belongs to me. You fuck, and you rut, and you stir yourself up, but it will not relieve you...not until I take what I want..."

He growled, starting to reach around. He half-expected the demon to stop him, to grab his wrists and keep him from grabbing that ass and spreading it, but the panther did nothing of the sort. If anything, he reached down and guided the panda's hands to a better place.

"And today, you will be allowed to release."

"Mmmph...you will 'allow' the Emperor his desires?"

"I am your demon, but you are MY Emperor."

From anyone else, that statement - My Emperor - would have been a statement of subservience and worship. But just as he had once been the demon's prince, now he was the Emperor, and both of those were not subservient, but possessive. He belonged to the demon, now, and the demon...

The demon belonged to him, in a very different way. He growled, his cock throbbing, sticking between the demon's thighs.

"I'm going to fuck you right through the table," he whispered.

"Perhaps you will, but not today."

"Mmmph...you will take it."

"Yes, but not today."

"Then why -"

"Because today, you will be milked."

The panther snapped his fingers, and no sooner had the sound echoed through the room like thunder than something grabbed Bu by the waist.

"Ah!?"

He gasped as he was yanked off his feet. Suspended from the ceiling by something that he had never felt before, Bu whipped his head around, staring at whatever it might have been. All he saw were tendrils, glowing as green as the panther's eyes, and there were more coming down where the first had come from.

In short order, his arms were pulled back, restrained over his head, and his legs were pinned at the ankles, pulled away and out. He could feel the draft running over his taint and all the way up to his ass, and he grunted as he fought against them with all his strength. Nothing came of it, not even a hint of wobble or motion. The tentacles were too strong to fight.

Soon, he was so high up that the demon could walk beneath him. His shaft was right on head-height, and was still throbbing had, almost slapping against his belly as he grunted from the exertion he'd put out. He growled.

"Is this...is this how you treat your Emperor?"

"This is how I treat my toys." The demon chuckled. "Did you think you were more?"

"I conquered you."

"I allowed you to."

"That doesn't make a difference."

"It does, actually. Don't worry. You will still fuck me regularly."

"Put me down!"

"Hmmm, I think not. After all, the tap is right here."

Bu didn't have a chance to challenge that, as the panther's lips brushed the tip of his cock. His eyes closed tightly as a shiver ran down his spine, the supernatural pleasure of having his cock touched by someone that was born of pleasure and desire almost too much for him to take. His breath came in short, harsh gasps after that, and his eyes closed tightly as he imagined what was going to come next.

He didn't have to imagine for long. Those lips parted and his cock slipped past them, running along a tongue smooth and wet, almost too smooth to be believed. He shivered, his shaft jumping as the panther kept going down, down, down. He felt his cock bend slightly, going down that throat with ease, and his balls jumped.

But not for long, and not for climax. Another, thinner tendril reached around and grabbed his balls, pulling them down and holding them in place, making him pause and pant as he was restrained from a full climax. He groaned under his breath, feeling them dragged and pinned, grunting as he kept getting sucked on.

Those lips, that tongue, they edged him horribly, leaving his cock throbbing with more tension and more tightness than he could recall feeling...ever, really. He panted, groaned, clenching his hands into fists and curling his toes.

"Let me cum...let me cum!"

"Mmm..."

The demon only moaned around his cock, swallowing again, pulling out another squirt of pre-cum, but no more. He panted for breath, all but slamming his head back against the ceiling as he was slowly sucked.

This was so different to the other times that he had come to the manor, far different from the times that he had been allowed to climb on the table and fuck the demon as he had done in the village. He was expecting that, or a face-fucking that would end with him blowing his load down the demon's throat. This...this was not what was done, normally.

Yet, his cock was throbbing, begging for more, and he growled every time that the demon went down his shaft, every time that he felt it getting swallowed down that throat. He could feel every tight tension of that neck, the way that the throat muscles clenched around his cock, and he wanted nothing more than to thrust.

But with the tendrils holding him back, all he could do was just take the sucking, wishing for the moment when he would be allowed to cum.

More tendrils came down, some of them rubbing along his chest, others down along his hips. Some ran along his balls like worshipful licks, while still others stroked his sides. He was worshiped by them, even as his cock was sucked, teased, and dominated by the demon who had summoned them. He groaned, his jaw clenching tighter than ever in a vain attempt to stop up the sounds.

"Please..."

There was no answer from his demon, and he groaned as the bobbing head moved faster, faster, and faster still. He could feel his pleasure rising, his cock growing ever more sensitive. The skin felt tight and taut, like he was getting thicker down there, like his desire was flooding through his cock and making it bigger than it should be. Whatever was happening would only be released with a climax, but the demon wasn't allowing that to happen.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

"Mmm...my Emperor..."

The feline's lips slipped back, his hand and several tendrils replacing it. It was just as good, almost better. He moaned, his cock helpless but to be stroked.

"Look at you. Twitching, throbbing, oozing..."

"Mmmph...nnngh..."

"Can you even speak anymore, my Emperor?"

"Nnngh..."

"No, not in any tongue but desire."

Pump, pump, pump, the slow stroking driving him all but mad. He could not speak, could not think. All he could feel was that desire, that need down there, the utter urge to blow his load. Four days, four days without cumming, and now this teasing? This perfection in hand and mouth?

"You are mine, my Emperor. And this...this is how you will stay mine. Your seed...bound to me...your cock...bound to me...you...bound to me."

Another kiss to the head of the shaft, and he all but screamed as the tongue followed. It felt like the pleasure that would have come post-orgasm, the touch of something too good on something too sensitive, but there was none of that actual relief of having cum. He moaned, he shook, he screamed as the head-bobbing and stroking continued, the tendrils running up and down his muscular body, tweaking his nipples and doing more further down. His balls felt like they were getting stretched further and further down, taking his orgasm further and further away from him.

And yet, the longer that it went on, the better it felt. It was torture, yes, but there was something blissful to it, something that made him feel better. Proud, almost, to last this long, to take it this far. He wanted...he wanted to hold off...he wanted to do as much as his demon wanted...

He wanted to last...

He wanted to edge...

Edge, edge, edge...

Slowly, the idea popped into his head, and he could no longer resist. He started to love the feeling of being on the edge, even as the torture continued. His cock felt harder and tighter than ever before, and his pre-cum no longer squirted, but continued drooling, never stopping, even when the touch stopped. He moaned and whimpered like a bitch, but he couldn't help himself. He knew that he would fuck the demon again given the slightest chance, but at the same time, he just wanted more.

More.

Always more.

The licking, the touching, the stroking, the teasing. He didn't know how long it went on for, but at one point, he was lowered from the ceiling. He was on his back, his eyes upwards, and the panther was on his cock again. Not fucking it, but sucking it, draining it, swallowing and swirling his tongue around it. The panda was panting, a sweating, soaking mess, and the panther finally smiled at him.

"Now..." One stroke up. "Cum." One stroke down.

And that was enough to send him over the edge. Emperor Bu Ren, the first of his name, screamed as he came harder than he had ever cum in his life. The panda thrashed against the table, arching his back, squirting his seed all the way up to the ceiling before it came back down. All of it seemed to go straight to the panther demon, all of it swallowed, not a drop wasted as more and more was drawn from his shaft.

He felt as if it was all being drained from him, all of his cares, all of his stress, everything taken from him in that one moment and replaced with the bliss of release. He moaned out loud, his toes curling, his muscles tight, his hands in fists as his cock kept spurting, blasting upwards, held in place by that black-furred fist right at the base of his cock. Spurt, spurt, spurt, his cock trying to flick around, trying to dance in pleasure, but no. Nothing but the tension and tightness of need and arousal came through it, and it all went right to the demon.

He wasn't sure how long it took for the white flood to stop, but eventually it did. The panther looked down at him with a satisfied, glowing gaze, and he shivered as he felt his cock try to throb again. His demon chuckled, patting the panda's balls gently.

"Don't worry. I am fed, for now."

The demon allowed him to stand up, and though his legs wobbled from side to side, he managed to get off the table. He shivered from head to toe, his cock still pointing straight ahead, though it only twitched now rather than dribbled. His breath came in short, harsh puffs, but despite all that, he still smiled.

After all, relief was amazing. He sighed as he held out his hand for his robe, one of the other harem members passing it to him. As he put it on, the demon patted his chest.

"You've done well, my Emperor. Make sure that you keep on this track, and you will have my support for as long as you wish."

"And as long as I feed you regularly."

"Yes, of course. Quite obviously."

Bu nodded, taking one last moment to steady himself before leaving the chamber. He knew that it would some time before he was able to cum again, but that was fine. After going through that edging, he was honestly looking forward to the delay and the build-up again. There was something to be said for some delayed gratification.

Well, at least in terms of his orgasms, anyway.

That didn't mean that he was unaware of the corruption that he had just undergone. Like everything else, he was aware that he was dancing to the tune of the demon that had taken him, but that didn't mean that he minded it. There was a certain level of give that he was willing to go through in order to take what he needed, and the panther had yet to reach the point where he was unwilling to give.

If it meant giving up his dignity for some pleasure, if it meant taking on a few new kinks, it didn't matter. As long as he got what he wanted, he was willing to keep paying.

The Emperor went down the hallway, leaving the moans and groans of the demon's harem behind. He had an empire to run, and that meant getting back to the throne room before the nobility came to give their obeisance again. Maybe he would start cultivating another of their number for his personal pleasure. Maybe he should start looking into making them his bitches more than he already had.

Maybe he should see how well he could make them moan from chastity and edging. Oh, that was a thought...

The End

Summary: Bu Ren is the new Emperor, but things are changing in a rather different way than many expected. Let's take a look at some of those changes.

Tags: M/M, Panda, Cat, Feline, Panther, Demon, Various Species, Crocodile, Edging, Tendrils, Hyper Sensitive, Big Cock, Demonic Corruption, Corruption, Miniseries, Cum, Orgasm, Power Bottom, Oral, Anal, Blowjob, Tentacles, Teasing, Handjob,