A Wicked Pet (for Animefangirl)

[Brat Prince]

[[mature warning, all characters are over 18]]

Sephius wandered back through the gateway of Hell leisurely, the young incubus stretching his arms up over his horned head in a catlike fashion with a sensual smile on his lips. The frost blue colored demon was quite a sight as strolled along in his natural shape. As a lesser demon, he was allowed to go back and forth as a spirit to the human realm so that the incubus could feed on human desire and greed; at the moment he was looking very sated. His prehensile tail with its thick tuft of black hair curled and swung lazily behind him as he walked with rolling hips and headed to a dance club to work off the energy he had stolen and brought back with him. Upon entering the young demons ruby red eyes roved the crowd of churning bodies, choosing to go find a seat on a couch first and carefully avoiding any upper class demons that were there. Unless a lesser like him wanted to be ordered around it was smart to simply stay away, and Sephius was nobody's errand boy.

The incubus couldn't help but draw the eye though; he was small of stature and had slender limbs and a curvy almost feminine figure through his hips. His horns arched gracefully back like a gazelle's from his head; which had hair that was silvery white in the very front and then a gleaming ebony black for the rest, falling straight but thick to his narrow waist. He was wearing his usual, a long loincloth of scarlet silk with gold designs on it. It only covered him in front and in back, with a wide band resting low on his hips keeping it up and allowing his lithe legs to show fully. He was quite a sight as he took a fruity beverage from a server and then reclined like a harem boy on a chaise lounge to watch the dancers, looking for all the world like the whole club was a show just for him. This night was going beyond well, and the young demon (who had just turned the equivalent of eighteen for his kind) felt that things could not possibly get any better than they were now.

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Belial, one of seven demon princes, was sitting in one of the several different 'clubs' that were frequented by the demons who called this realm their home. He of course had his own private area of the club, as did the other princes, that was set back from the other areas and was designed so that he could see out but it would be fairly difficult to see inside where he was. It was meant for privacy for ones pleasures, but he used it more often to spy on the others. Being the demon of lust he had a nearly insatable appetite but he had lived a very long time and so he only accepted the most beautiful as his pets. His current favorite, Nicolai, was kneeling at his feet with his head resting obediently on Belial's knee and the demon was absently running his fingers through his pets hair. Unlike some of his brethern he knew that rewards could be just as effective as beatings, and so when his pets behaved he tended to pamper them a little but if they incurred his ire they suffered for their foolishness. Nicolai was a beautiful creature, with long black hair that rippled in gentle waves down his back, skin a shade of red that was very pleasing on the eye and the delicate markings that covered the low-level demons skin only served to enhance his beauty as did his bright yellow eyes. Belial liked him because he was obedient, and he worked hard to please the prince which stroked Belial's ego more than a little. Yet even so, he was growing bored with his current pet and he found his eyes scanning the crowd for something new to keep him occupied.

That was when he spotted Sephius and after watching the pretty thing for a little while he decided that he wanted him. And what Belial wanted, he took. "Nicolai, go get that incubus and bring him here." He ordered, pushing Nicolai away from him as he spoke to get the young man moving. Nicolai of course wasn't the least bit happy with the order, but he knew that to refuse meant pain and it wouldn't change anything anyway, Belial would still get the teen he wanted. So he inclined his head as he stood and murmured a quiet "Yes Master" in that voice of his that almost purred rather than spoke. He left his masters private box and headed into the club, eying this new demon that had gotten his masters attention and growling low in his throat. He may be obedient and quiet for his master but when Belial wasn't watching him he could be as aggressive and underhanded as the next demon. Right now that would be unwise though so the beautiful man, also clothed only in a loincloth though his was black and gold, walked over to the lounging incubus and stared down at him with gleaming golden eyes. "My master, Belial, commands your presence" he said coldly, gesturing towards where his master was sitting and waited to see if Sephius would come or if the teen would make a huge mistake and refuse the order.

[Brat Prince]

Sephius had no clue that he'd caught the attentions of one of the higher ranking demons that he naturally sought to avoid, and just lay languidly upon the couch as though he had been poured over it, sipping his drink and enjoying seeing other demons writhe on the dance floor. Demons of lust certainly knew how to dance, but as he lay admiring he noticed the approach of another. Giving the figure his full attention he saw a young male a bit older than he was with raven hair that tumbled in long waves. He had red skin with pretty tattoos (though not, in Sephius' opinion, nicer than his own) and his golden eyes gleamed as though they were molten with a searing heat. The younger incubus thought that he might have been very sexy in his black garment and with his gold bands and jeweled adornments... were it not for the stony face he was wearing. He smiled sensually and turned to lay on one side, propping his head on one hand and about to tease the other fellow for his serious face and flirt a little when the other creature spoke to him. What surprising words he said indeed.

A prince of Hell, the highest one actually, was commanding his presence? Of course the right thing to do would be to go with this little concubine or whatever right away and see what the master of Lust itself wanted... but when had the independent little incubus ever done the right thing? His smile dropped from his lips when he heard the order from the other demon, a lesser creature like himself he saw no need to be nice to if it wasn't being given back, and looked bored. "Why don't you tell your master to stick to commanding his pets like you, instead of bothering free demons like myself." He said, giving the red demon one long disdainful look through his scarlet eyes before turning his attention back to the dance floor and taking a sip of his drink. His tail flicked and curled behind him, annoyed that some bigwig had decided they could order him about from afar for no reason at all. He wore no cuffs nor collar; and had no intentions of ever doing so. "Go on and toddle back to masters feet now little one." He added sarcastically, fully intending for the other to depart.

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Nicolai honestly would be happy if Belial lost interest in this little puff of an incubus, since that increased his chances of returning to be Belial's favorite, and so when he appraoched Sephius and told the young demon that his master wanted him Nicolai was actually quite happy when Sephius refused. He smirked, getting an amused glint in his eyes and he shook his head as he watched the blue demon nonchalantly return his attention to the dancers and dismiss Belial's interest in him. "Alright, I'll relay that message" He purred out, looking a bit too pleased with himself as he said it and then he sauntered back to his master though he dropped the cocky walk as soon as hew as in Belial's presence and went to sit at his feet again. "He said to tell you to stick to commanding your pets and leave free demons like him alone, Master" He said, hoping that Belial would be enraged and go kill the incubus now so that Nicolai could go back to being the one that Belial was interested in.

Belial watched as his current pet went to speak to the blue demon, and while he couldn't hear what was being said he was good at reading body language and so he could tell that the unknown young demon wasn't impressed by his orders even before Nicolai came over to tell him what the kid had said. Even so, he was not happy when he heard what the blue demon had said, a vicious sounding growl rumbling up in his chest which actually made Nicolai cringe away from the prince for fear of getting struck since he knew from experience it was bad when Belial made that sound. Belial ignored his cowering submissive and headed out to the club, the dancers scurrying out of his way at the look on his face and the fact that he just oozed aggression even though he had no intentions of doing anything to them. He stopped in front of the blue incubus, reaching out to grab a handful of the boys hair and used that to jerk Sephius up and crane his head back as Belial's eyes glowed red. "I do not issue orders unless I expect them to be obeyed. Tell me your name, your true name, or I will make you wish you'd never been created" He growled, giving the teens hair a pull in the process, hard enough to be painful but not hard enough to actually damage the young demon. He just wanted to make sure he got the boys name so he could bind him and then take him back to his private corner and punish him for his flippant attitude.

[Brat Prince]

Sephius watched as the unknown little demon smirked smugly and went marching back towards what looked to be a back room. He frowned for a moment at that unusual reaction from the other demon, worried for the briefest of moments that perhaps he had done something foolish. He knew full well that his kind usually only took pleasure at somebody else's expense and was just a tad concerned that the expense might be his in this case. However it was a brief worry, and Sephius was soon resettled back on his couch and completely relaxed once again. He was even feeling a bit good about himself for telling the upper level demon off. The teen smiled slowly and flicked his tail in a relaxed way once again. That would teach some puffed up horny high-ranker to try and push him around just because he was a little guy.

The incubus was just in the middle of congradulating himself when movement caught his scarlet eyes; movement and a deep growling. He turned his head in time to see the threat barreling towards him and scattering the other club patrons like pidgeons. Sephius did not have tim to let out the curse he had in mind as he tried rising to get out of the way of the irate larger male demon who bore down on him like a force of nature. Before he could escape the other's reach the golden haired man had snatched him up by his long mane of hair, hauling his head back as he let out a loud screech and was forced to sit back on the lounge again. Sephius put both his hands onto the hand grasping his hair and glared furiously up at the larger demon with tears in his ruby eyes. The words he spoke and the viscious tug to his already sore head were far from appreciated by the older teen; who could only assume that this must be Belial, and he was clearly unhappy with the rebuttal that the incubus had given to him.

The little demon was now faced with two unpleasant choices; he could give Belial his true name and risk being bound to the angry demon as his newest pet, or he could tell him to go screw himself in a very public club and see how long it took the highest prince of Hell to rip his head from his shoulders. Sephius was a stubborn young demon accustomed to doing things his own way, but that did not mean he was stubborn enough to die over saying what he pleased. "My name is Sephius! Now let me go before you rip my hair out by the roots!" he said tersely, still trying to pry the hand from the back of his head as he sat arched back stiffly.

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Belial just did not take it well when the lower demons disobeyed him, and the flippant way that Sephius had done so just served to tick him off. Which actually had the opposite effect that Sephius was no doubt intending, since instead of making him lose interest in the obviously willful lower demon, it just made him want the teen more so he could enjoy breaking him and turning him into a good little pet like Nicolai. So he emerged from his private room and stormed through the crowd, he could have moved fast enough to just appear beside Sephius but he liked watching the succubus and incubus scatter before him, it stroked his ego which was another thing that the lust demon enjoyed. When he reached the errant young creature he grabbed hold of Sephius's hair, smirking as the young thing screeched in response and just because he was an ass he gave the runt a little shake before issuing his threat. His glowing red eyes narrowed slightly as Sephius apparently thought over his words and he was about to tell the teen that he was treading on dangerous ground when Sephius seemed to choose his life over his pride.

A wise choice.

Or it would have been if the teen hadn't tersely ordered him to let go of his long mane of hair, that just not sitting well with the demon prince and his growl turned even deeper and more menacing in response. He chanted in the ancient tongue of their kind, his eyes glowing even brighter as he chanted and he ended his chant with a firm, "Sephius". As soon as he spoke the boys name his curse activated and golden cuffs appeared around Sephius's wrists and ankles, and a matching collar appeared around the young mans neck. "You belong to me now, boy. My submissive to use as I please" He said, his hand actually loosening slightly in the teens hair as he spoke but he didn't release him yet. "Now, you will apologize to me for your insolence" he ordered, a dangerous look in his eyes that should let the teen know that he would not like the consequences if he disobeyed that order. Belial was going to punish him either way, since the lower level demons were watching and had been since he stormed out of his private room so he had to save face with them, how severe that punishment would be depended entirely on how much attitude he was show by his new sub in the next few minutes.

[Brat Prince]

Having a furious prince of Hell come raging at him like a mad bull certainly was the opposite of what the young incubus wanted to happen. He hadn't even been all that impolite in his refusal either, Sephius thought, finding his treatment now to be completely undeserved. Belial knew nothing about him and had never even seen him before to the young demons recollection; so what gave him the right to come prancing around and giving orders as though he already owned him? Of course his angry thoughts and reckonings were doing Sephius no good now as he was still being held in place and glowered over. He hissed defiantly up at the much more muscular and older demon when he was shaken like a naughty pup, but refused to yelp again and give Belial the satisfaction of knowing that what he did was hurting him. He gave his real name up after only a moments thought of how this would play out for him if he refused, resigned to the fact that he was about to be free no longer but still pissed off about the fact. The growl that he got in response to telling the prince to release his hair only made Sephius' foxy young face set in a determined pout, wrinkling his little nose with distaste as the words of binding were spoken.

It was official... his life was now over.

Hearing Belial say that he belonged to him now made the teen coil briefly away with a rage filled glare in his red eyes. He knew by the feel of the gold collar and cuffs on his body that he spoke the truth. Belial truly was his master now... at least in name. The instant those fingers loosened under his own two hands however Sephius pointedly shoved the hand off his head, uncaring that he flopped gracelessly back to do so until he got his legs tucked up under him. The little blue skinned demon glowered at Belial, kneeling with his hands palm down in front of his own knees as his tufted tail began whipping the air behind him as though he were an agitated cat. He saw the dangerous look in the other demons eyes and could see all the warning signs he was getting. The trouble was that the stubborn young incubus just didn't care. Collar or no collar, and ranks be damned, he simply wasn't going to do anything just because he was told to. Especially not when the person doing the telling was as arrogant as this. "You might have bound me, but don't think I'm going to apologize just because you say so!" He snapped. "Unlike that meek little toy you sent out here I happen to have a pair and I don't intend to say anything I don't mean, not for you or anyone. It isn't insolence to turn down a request, though it certainly was insolent of you to presume to order a stranger around like you would a mere child!" Sephius said his piece angrily, his eyes locked defiantly on his new masters, but without really raising his voice; not that he had too, the whole little club had gone decidedly silent with shock over the whole fight and sudden binding. When the teen stopped, growling softly and crouching tensely, a pin could have been heard dropping.

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It had been a very long time since anyone had dared to challenge him like this, and had the challenger been a higher level one then he may have attacked them, ripped them into pieces and bathed in their blood that evening. However, a mere incubus wasn't worth the effort. Besides, this particular incubus was far too pretty to destroy, so in a way Sephius was safe despite the flippant attitude. Well, safe from being slowly and painfully killed anyway. He didn't respond well to attitude from lesser demons, and after binding Sephius he tried to give the teen the chance to make his situation better, and was not pleased when the boy almost immediately snapped at him and then dared to call him insolent and that got a fierce growl out of him that filled the suddenly still and silent room. "You forget who you are addressing, boy. You are an ant beneath my foot, should I so desire you would die an excruciating death and no one would lift a finger to save you" he snarled, reaching out faster than Sephius could react and grabbed the teens collar, using it to yank him close so that his face was inches away from Sephius's. "You would do well to remember that you address a prince of hell, and your master, when you speak to me. For now, you will suffer for your lack of respect" he said, his voice a dangerous hiss but he was in control.

In his younger days he would have killed Sephius for this, loosing his temper and reacting to the anger that he felt with violence. Now he was a very old demon, and he had excellent self control. He wasn't going to kill Sephius, no, he was going to beat the pretty boy and then he was going to take him to his bed and keep him there until he learned his place. "Nicolai, bring me my leather paddle" he called, the other slave immediately calling out a "Yes Master" and going to fetch the implement. While they waited he turned his attention back to Sephius and reached over to rip the boys loincloth from his body, dropping it carelessly on the floor beside him and not giving a damn that the room full of demons could now see the boys naked body. After that he looked around, spotting some chains attached to a nearby wall and dragged the boy over, forcing his hands above his head and securing them to the chains via the helpful little rings that were there for that purpose. He left Sephius's feet unbound, wanting to watch the boy kick and squirm as he punished him for that attitude of his. Nicolai took a little while getting the paddle, which annoyed him but also allowed him the chance to draw out Sephius's torment by making him wait in anticipation for what was coming. Belial traced a claw across the teens naked ass, hard enough that Sephius could feel it but not so hard that he was actually scratching the young demon, just threatening. "Return to your human form. Now." He snapped, intending on forcing the young demon into that form if Sephius refused and then Nicolai finally arrived.

"You take that long to follow an order again and you'll be joining him, boy" He hissed at Nicolai, glaring at the teen as he snatched the paddle from him and then just because he felt like it brought it down in one hard whack to the pretty red demons ass. After that he turned his attention back to Sephius and started rubbing his butt with the paddle. It was leather and round, about the same size as one of Sephius's cheeks so that each whack would cover most of the revealed flesh. "I will stop when you offer me a proper apology, and I believe you've learned your lesson, boy. You will call me Master and tell me that you are sorry for disrespecting me, and before you run that mouth of yours again know this, I can punish you for hours with this paddle and never actually harm you, and I will." he said, his voice cold and hard as he issued his threat and then he waited to see what the teen demon would say.

[Brat Prince]

Sephius swore he could feel that growl reverberating in his narrow chest as he was suddenly grabbed by his collar and pulled in close to his new masters very angry face. His young face registered his shock at being grabbed so quickly and out of nowhere, but as soon as it was there it was gone only to be replaced by a fierce scowl of his own once more. The threat of destruction might have resonated more with the young demon had he not just been bound by Belial. As it was, he didn't think the elder demon was in the habit of breaking newly acquired toys. He made a soft snorting sound when he was told that he ought to remember who he was addressing right now and that he would suffer; the little puff of air ghosting across Belial's face when he did it since they were so close. Sephius only refrained from retorting by the slim thread of self control that he possessed at this point, though his anger was swelling up again like soda in a well shook can at being so spoken down to.

The next thing the slender teen knew his only form of clothing was being ripped off of him, and though he only grunted and glared some more he was far from happy at having his lovely marked body be bared for anyone to admire. Being a demon of lust it was more an issue of pride than modesty; pride being something the little incubus had in spades. Sephius grabbed to hold Belial's wrists for balance when his new master hauled him across the wide room so that he could be secured to a wall. His arms being put above his horned head made him snarl as he now was stuck facing the wall with his little round butt on full display. Rather than shrink into himself Sephius arched his back prettily for all watching, perking his bottom out in a stubborn fashion. He was not going to be cowed by a big bully like this. The claw dragging its sharp path across his proudly displayed behind got a startled twitch out of the blue skinned incubus, who deigned to glance at Belial, seeing the others smirk and raising one eyebrow. "No." He said coldly, not interested in giving Belial his soft creamy human skin to discipline, thinking he still had control on the matter.

Nicolai heard his masters stern command and scurried to do his bidding. He was eager to get away from his now furious master of course, but also wished to bring back the implement and see the new little brat get a good sound thrashing. The nerve of the ungrateful little beast! Not only being openly defiant in a way that Nico wouldn't dare, but also having the audacity to maintain that angry look on his face, like he wasn't even a little afraid. Nicolai was the good pet here and even he was terrified when his master got so angry as this. Of course... picking up the paddle he frowned. A leather paddle? This wasn't severe enough surely? The red skinned demon sulked as he lingered at the wall of punishment tools in the back room, fingering the thin snappy paddle with irritation. It seemed as though his beloved master was going to favor this new and outright naughty pet right from the start, and the thought made his jealous little heart twist. Realizing that he was dawdling, ill advised when his master was like this, he turned and ran back with the small round leather paddle in hand. He flinched when it was snatched away as he was scolded, and Nico let out a mewl of pain at the hard whack on his bottom in spite of still having his own loincloth. "Yes Master, I'm sorry." He whimpered quietly, rubbing at his stinging cheeks ruefully, blaming the new pet for his misfortune.

The feel of the soft supple leather being rubbed across his bare cheeks would normally have set Sephius to moaning and squirming in anticipation, if it had been for anything playful that was. As it stood; the young demon was holding his ground, sticking his pert round bottom out for the paddle and for his new master to see. His heart might have started to pound now, especially when it was brought to his attention that this particular little paddle could be used for ages and not really damage him. Gathering his remaining irritation at Belial, Sephius just grabbed the chains holding him to get ready and gave his master a cold smirk. "You have no idea how long I can take a little spanking, but go ahead and give me a bit of a stinging if it makes you feel better... Master." He couldn't have sounded more saucy if he'd tried, and for the first time he called Belial master, it was sure to fall short of expectations.

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Belial was a bit surprised when he saw the scowl and defiant expression on the teens face despite his growling and other shows of dominance, but he wasn't happy about them. At this rate Sephius was likely going to end up over his lap getting his ass spanked quiet a lot, since disrespect and defiance were two things that the demon prince just would not tolerate from his pets. He did enjoy the process of breaking them though, so after a brief flash of anger he actually smirked as he got a mental image of teaching this pet just who was the master here. He dragged Sephius over to a wall and chained him in place, drawing his claw across the young demons ass and smirked again when Sephius twitched in response before he issued his order and frowned when Sephius coldly told him no. His hand went to the teens hair again, grabbing a handful and craning his head back just shy of hard enough to actually injure the teen and it no doubt hurt a fair amount as he growled and his eyes turned red again. "You do not tell me no, boy" he snarled, then on a whim he leaned forward and bit down on the curve where Sephius's neck met his body, biting hard and growling low in his throat as he did though this time it was a purely dominant gesture and he wanted to see Sephius's submissive instinct kick in and get a whine or some other sign of submission out of the young demon.

Whether or not he got it he released the teen and muttered another curse under his breath and in no time at all Sephius's demon form was bound and the young man was trapped in his human form against his will and Belial nodded to himself as he examined the human form, approving of it as well since it was almost as pretty as Sephius's demon form. After that he called out for Nicolai to fetch his paddle and had he any idea of the ideas going through the little subs mind he would have been very angry indeed and he likely would have punished the pet quite harshly since Nicolai knew better and therefore Belial had higher expectations for him. Luckily for Nicolai one of Belial's powers was not mind reading so he had no idea what the sub was up to he just was annoyed that it was taking so long for his pet to return. So once Nicolai had he issued his warning, delivering a single hard swat to the young demons backside and he was pleased with the mewl of pain as well as the whimpered acknowledgement of the order. "Good, go sit over there" he ordered, waiting for Nicolai to obey and then he rubbed the paddle against Sephius's backside as he issued more orders and expectations and he actually chuckled darkly when Sephius got saucy with him.

"You've never been spanked by me, you wont hold out longer than I can keep this up." he said ominously and then decided the time for talking was over. He raised the paddle and brought it down hard, snapping his wrist at the last second so that the paddle cracked as hard as possible against the young mans backside, devoid now of the protection that the young subs demon form would have offered and the sensitive human flesh immediately showed a mark from that first whack. He didn't wait long before laying down another, and another, and another, and another in exactly the same spot before repeating the process of five very hard whacks against the other cheek. After that he settled into the pattern, laying down blows that would have been hard enough to bruise a human but just left pink circles in its wake which Belial knew would turn to dark red soon enough if he kept up this pattern, and he watched Sephius to see how the teen was reacting to the onslaught. Though if it took too long he would just do this for a half hour and then give it back to Nicolai and order him to retrieve one of the heavier wooden paddles, perhaps the one with holes bore into it, and up the ante to guarantee that his new pet broke down and lost the defiance. At least until Sephius's ass stopped hurting.