Pretty Devil

Erotica Warning

This is a dark erotic novel intended strictly for mature audiences aged 18 and over. It contains highly explicit sexual content and intense adult themes that may be disturbing or triggering for some readers.

The story features strong BDSM dynamics, including female domination and male submission, heavy humiliation and degradation, orgasm denial and chastity play, face-sitting, pegging, slapping, choking, and rough sexual use. Expect graphic descriptions of the male protagonist crawling, begging, and being used mercilessly as a pathetic sex slave, along with strong language and explicit dirty talk.

Additional themes include power imbalance, hidden identities, obsession, jealousy, and elements of consensual within the established dominant/submissive relationship. The book also contains darker suspense elements involving threats and violence from the protagonist's past.

If you do not plan on reading something this intense , with raw, unfiltered kink, deep humiliation, and explicit power exchange - you should turn back now.

Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed only if you are comfortable with extreme erotic content.

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He glanced over her body with raw hunger, his lips pressing hot kisses onto the soft swell of her cleavage. His eyes never left hers, dark with lust as he inhaled her scent. One hand boldly trailed up, cupping and squeezing her breasts through the thin lace, while his mouth found her nipples, nibbling and sucking greedily.

Maddy let out a low, pleased hum, her fingers sliding into his hair for a moment before she gripped his silk tie tightly around his neck. She pulled him closer, forcing his face harder against her chest.

"Kneel!" she ordered, her voice sharp and commanding, laced with that sweet venom that made his cock twitch instantly.

Reeves groaned softly against her skin. Without hesitation, he dropped to his knees right there in the middle of the penthouse suite, the expensive carpet cushioning his fall. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he looked up at her, tie still wrapped in her fist, completely at her mercy.

Maddy stared down at him, lips curved in a wicked smile,

"That's better," she purred, tightening her grip on his tie like a leash. "Look at you... already on your knees for me like a good little slave. Is this what you've been fantasizing about every time you came to the club?"

She slowly dragged the pointed toe of her heel up his thigh, stopping just inches away from the obvious bulge straining in his trousers.

"Beg me," she whispered, voice dripping with dominance. "Beg your Pretty Devil to use you tonight."

Maddy looked down at him from above, her dark eyes gleaming with a mix of curiosity and power. She didn't know who this man really was, all she knew was that he was wealthy as hell.

After he had paid an obscene amount to spend the entire night with her, away from the club and its rules, he had finally confessed his deepest fantasy in a shaky, desperate voice:

He wanted to be her slave!! Completely!!

Maddy tightened her grip on his tie, using it like a leash to tilt his head further back so he was forced to stare up at her pretty face.

"So this is really what you want?" she asked, her voice low and teasing, but edged with command. "All that money... all that power you have out there... and the only thing that gets you this hard is kneeling in front of me, ready to be used like my personal toy?"

Reeves swallowed hard, his breathing ragged. His hands rested obediently on his thighs, not daring to touch her without permission.

"Yes... Mistress," he whispered hoarsely. "That's all I want tonight. I want you to own me."

Maddy's lips curled into a slow, devilish smile. She stepped one sharp heel closer, the glossy black leather brushing against his chest as she looked down at her wealthy, powerful client now reduced to this.

"Good boy," she purred. "Then let's begin. Take off your jacket... slowly. And keep your eyes on me the entire time."

Maddy glanced at the toys he had already laid out neatly on the table. Without a word, she picked up a thick leather belt, looped it around his neck, and pulled it tight like a makeshift collar.

She yanked the belt hard, forcing him to crawl behind her toward the bed.

"Move faster, slave," she ordered.

Reeves groaned as he crawled on all fours. "Yes, Mistress... Fuck, I'm so hard already."

When they reached the bed, Maddy sat on the edge and spread her legs slightly, still holding the belt tight.

"Look at all these toys you prepared for me," she said mockingly. "You really planned this, huh? Tell me....which one do you want your Pretty Devil to use on you first?"

Reeves looked up at her, neck straining against the belt. "Whatever you want, Mistress. I'm yours. Please... hurt me. Use me."

Maddy smirked and gave the belt another sharp tug. "Beg louder. I want to hear how pathetic you sound."

"Please, Mistress!" he gasped. "I'm your worthless slave. Please use your toys on me. I need it."

Maddy grabbed his jaw tightly with one hand and slapped him hard across the face with the other.

"Call me Mummy!" she ordered.

She yanked his head violently forward and shoved his face between her thighs. Reeves groaned desperately as he pressed his mouth against her, still covered by the thin black G-string. He used his lips and tongue vigorously, forcing the soaked fabric to the side before sucking and licking hungrily at her exposed pussy, devouring her juices.

Maddy moaned and tightened her grip on his hair, grinding against his face. "That's it... eat Mummy's pussy like a greedy slave. Suck it harder."

Reeves gasped between desperate licks, his voice muffled and wet. "Yes, Mummy... your juices taste so good... I'm choking on you."

She slapped his cheek again, eyes gleaming behind the mask. "Louder. Tell Mummy how much you love being her dirty little toy."

"I love it, Mummy!" he moaned loudly, tongue working frantically. "I'm your pathetic slave... please let me drink all your juices."

Maddy smirked and pressed his face deeper. "Good boy. Don't stop until you make Mummy cum."

As he devoured her, Maddy's grip tightened in his hair. She reached for one of the toys he had laid out, "A thick riding crop" and brought it down sharply across his bare back. "Deeper, slave," she commanded, voice dripping with dominance.

"Suck Mummy's clit properly while I whip you." Reeves moaned loudly into her pussy, his tongue working faster as the crop landed again and again on his back.

Maddy's breathing grew heavier. She ground her hips against his face, using the crop without mercy. "Good boy... make Mummy cum," she growled. "If you do it right, I might let you taste everything." Her body tensed. With a sharp cry, she orgasmed hard, squirting all over his face and mouth. Reeves drank most of it greedily, swallowing her juices while some dripped down his chin.

Maddy watched him with satisfaction behind her mask, still holding the crop. "Look at you... drinking Mummy's squirt like a desperate whore." Still panting, Reeves stroked his throbbing cock furiously. "Thank you, Mummy... I'm cumming... please..." He groaned loudly as he came hard, shooting ropes of cum onto the floor while his face remained buried between her legs.

Maddy smirked and gave his hair one final tug. "Pathetic. Clean up your mess with your tongue later." Maddy stood up and kicked him roughly to the floor. Reeves panted heavily, his face and chest covered in her juices.

Without looking back, she walked toward the luxurious marble bathroom, her soaked legs glistening. "Crawl," she ordered. He obeyed instantly, following her on all fours into the large bathtub.

Maddy stepped inside, turned to face the wall, and arched her back slightly, pushing her ass toward him. "Lick every drop of Mummy's juices from the back," she commanded coldly. "All of them. Don't miss a single one." Reeves pressed his face between her ass cheeks and began licking hungrily from behind, his tongue cleaning her thighs, pussy, and ass thoroughly. Maddy moaned softly, pressing back against his mouth. "Good boy... get your tongue deep. Clean Mummy properly."

When he finally finished, licking up every trace, his cock was rock hard again, throbbing painfully. Maddy glanced back at him over her shoulder. "Look at that... already hard again like a desperate little slut.

Do you want Mummy to let you put that cock in my pussy?" Reeves nodded frantically, eyes wild with desperation. "Yes, please, Mummy... I need it so bad. Please let me fuck you." She smirked behind her mask and spread her legs a little wider. "Beg properly." "Please, Mummy," he groaned. "Let your slave fuck your pussy... I'll be good, I promise."

Maddy reached back, grabbed his cock, and guided the tip to her entrance from behind. "Then do it. Put it in slowly... and thank Mummy while you fuck her." Reeves moaned loudly as he pushed inside her from the back, his hands gripping her hips. "Thank you, Mummy... fuck, you feel so good..." Reeves gripped Maddy's hips tightly and started pounding into her from behind, his cock thrusting deep and hard inside her pussy.

The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the marble bathroom as he fucked her with desperate, hungry strokes. Maddy braced her hands against the wall, moaning loudly with every powerful thrust. "Fuck... yes, just like that," she groaned, her voice thick with pleasure. "Pound Mummy's pussy harder, slave." Reeves groaned, breathing ragged as he slammed into her faster. "Yes, Mummy... you feel so good... so tight." Maddy pushed her ass back against him, meeting his thrusts. "Deeper... don't you dare slow down.

Fuck me like you mean it." He obeyed instantly, gripping her tighter and pounding her relentlessly, the wet sounds of their bodies filling the room while Maddy's moans grew louder and more uncontrolled. Maddy moaned loudly, pressing her hands harder against the wall. "Fuck yes... destroy Mummy's pussy, you filthy slave. Harder!" Reeves groaned, thrusting faster and deeper, his balls slapping against her. "Mummy... you're so wet... I can't hold it much longer."

Maddy laughed breathlessly and pushed her ass back to meet his brutal strokes. "Don't you dare pull out. Fill Mummy up like the pathetic cum slut you are. I want to feel you explode inside me." Her dirty words pushed him over the edge. With a loud, broken moan, Reeves slammed deep one final time and came hard, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her pussy from behind. Maddy moaned in satisfaction as she felt him pulsing and filling her. "Good boy... that's it. Give Mummy every drop." They stayed locked together for a moment, breathing heavily. Then Maddy straightened up and turned around, still wearing her mask.

"Now clean yourself up," she ordered calmly. "We're washing together. Use your hands and wash Mummy's body properly while my cum drips down my legs." Reeves nodded obediently, his cock still twitching. "Yes, Mummy." They stood under the warm shower, water cascading over them as he gently washed her body, his hands sliding over her wet skin while his own cum slowly leaked out of her.

They stepped out of the bathtub, water still dripping from their bodies. Maddy's black mask remained firmly in place, hiding her identity as always. She picked up a towel and started drying herself, clearly preparing to leave.

"Wait," Reeves pleaded, his voice desperate as he stood half naked before her. "Can we do this often? Just you and I? I really enjoy your services... I need this."

Maddy paused and stared at him through the mask, her eyes narrowing slightly in confusion. "You know it goes beyond our policy. If you need me, you have to come to the club like everyone else. We can't be hooking up secretly outside of that."

He stepped closer, eyes filled with longing. "I'll pay any amount you want," he begged. "All I want is to be able to call you personally and have you come whenever I need you. Please, Mummy... just think about it."

Maddy tilted her head, studying him for a long moment, her expression unreadable under the mask, then shook her head slowly.

"No. That's not how this works," she said firmly. "I don't do personal calls or secret arrangements. If you want me, you come to the club like every other client."

Reeves looked desperate, his voice almost breaking. "Please... I'll pay whatever it takes. I need this. I need you."

She sighed, clearly annoyed, but after a pause she extended her hand. "Give me your phone."

He quickly handed it over. Maddy took it, typed in her private number, and saved the contact before tossing the phone back to him.

"Fine," she said coldly. "But this stays between us, my colleagues or boss shouldn't find out, And if you ever try anything stupid, I disappear."

She looked at him with sharp eyes. "Do I need to ask your name?"

"No!" he responded quickly, almost too fast. "Save my name with whatever you want."

Maddy smirked behind the mask and nodded. "Good choice, slave."

Maddy turned and began walking toward the door ,she grabbed her coat placing it above her body as she put on her heels she took off before stepping into the restroom.

"Wait... wouldn't you spend the night?" Reeves insisted, his voice almost pleading. "It's already so late."

She let out a light, amused chuckle. "I'm a stripper, baby. I'm used to the dark."

"But still... stay," he begged, stepping closer.

Maddy suddenly snapped, turning back to face him with sharp eyes behind the mask.

"Look," she said firmly, "we bargained for two hours. That's what you paid for. I need to get back to work before my boss notices I'm gone."

Maddy turned away without another word and walked out of the luxurious penthouse, leaving Reeves standing half-naked with only a white towel wrapped low around his waist. He watched her go, his body still buzzing with need, already craving more of her.

Maddy got out of the elevator, got into her car then drove straight back to the club. She was glad Vanessa, her closest friend at Velvet Eclipse, had been feeding her updates the entire time. Thanks to her, Maddy knew exactly what was happening back at the club.

She smiled to herself as she sped through the night streets. Vanessa hadn't sent any warning about the boss, which meant he wasn't around tonight. Perfect!

Maddy quickly sneaked into the club through the back entrance, glancing around to make sure no one important was watching. She slipped off the long coat she had thrown over her body, revealing the sexy black lace bodysuit underneath, and tossed the robe into her locker.

Her eyes scanned the dimly lit backstage area until she spotted Vanessa. A wide, excited smile spread across her face as she hurried over to her friend.

"Vanessa!" Maddy whispered excitedly, grabbing her arm and pulling her into a quieter corner. "Girl, you won't believe how the night went with that wealthy cl-

She suddenly stopped mid-sentence when she noticed Vanessa's face wasn't bright at all. Her friend looked tense and worried.

"What's wrong, Nes?" Maddy questioned in shock, her smile fading instantly.

Vanessa opened her mouth to speak, but before she could get a word out, Maddy felt a strong hand suddenly grab the back of her head from behind. With brutal force, the hand slammed her face hard against the cold tiled floor.

"Where the fuck did you go?" a deep, angry voice growled above her as pain shot through her head.

It was Markez - her boss.

Maddy's heart dropped. She slowly lifted her head and stared at Vanessa in shock, eyes wide with betrayal and confusion. Why didn't you tell me he was back? she thought desperately.

Vanessa looked away, clearly terrified and unable to speak.

Maddy knew Markez too well. He was brutal and quick-tempered, someone she had always tried hard not to provoke. She also knew he had a special hatred for her ever since she became the only stripper in the club who refused to sleep with him, despite all his influence and threats.

Markez yanked her up roughly by the arm, forcing her to stand. His grip was painful as he glared down at her.

"I asked you a question, Maddy," he snarled. "Where the hell were you?"

"I was-" Maddy began before Markez cut her off sharply.

"You were where?" he snapped, tightening his grip on her shoulders again, fingers digging in like he wanted to anchor her in place through pain alone. "You're always everywhere slacking."

Maddy's breath hitched but she didn't lower her gaze,the pain on her arm was unbearable. Maddy pushed him away hard, breaking his grip as she stepped back, breathing sharply.

"What the fuck did you just do?" he questioned in anger, his voice rising as his eyes darkened.