It had been four days since GF and her mother left for Bali.
Four, agonizing, days of torment and forced intimacy with DD. Doing literally everything he said while the demon harassed, molested, and bossed the blunette around whenever he got the chance. All while in "uniform" too, as if that slutty furry, maid's outfit would count as any kind of professional wear for a workplace.
Today he was tasked to clean out the shower in the private bathroom and then start it up for DD, being sure to scrub out any bit of scum he could locate by the old man's command. One missed spot and, like before, he would get punish with the cosplay anal toy tail in his ass.
After 45 minutes the shower was finally spotless. DD observed the stall, towel in one arm, looking for any mistakes. BF stood by nervously, waiting for his reaction.
"Hmm," uttered DD with a raised brow, "you did… pretty good."
BF breathed a sigh of relief at his words.
Then DD held his arms out, "now undress me." he said.
The boy just stood there and stared, "wait what?" He asked in disbelief, looking up at the man.
"Don't make me repeat myself," DD growled, holding out the remote. "or does someone need another punishment?"
Groaning in irritation, BF approached him and started at his blazer. His face was flushed at the demon's ripped body. Chiseled abs and sculpted pecs coated with chest hair made the singer's blue eyes widen in amazement. Arms bulging with well toned muscles that looked like they would snap his bones in half making BF gulp.
DD laughed at his admiration, "Ya like what you see boy?" He asked, breaking the blunette out of his trance. "No need to be shy, y'all can stare as much as you want." The boy-fox-maid blushed and turned his face away in embarrassment which the rockstar found rather adorable.
BF shifted his focus back to DD's pants, unbuckling and unzipping. Trying not to get intimidated by the thought of what lied underneath. Slowly he lowered the trousers, revealing god-like thighs and calves. Sweat peaked from the blunette's forehead, he wanted to feel those muscle bound legs, he wanted to stroke and smooth a hand over those thighs, that were sturdy enough to crush a watermelon, and that abdomen that could grate cheese.
Wait, what the Hell is he thinking? BF shook those thoughts out of his head.
Once the pants were off now came the hard part. The blue haired singer felt his hands start to shudder when he grabbed hold of the waist band of the demon's boxers before lowering them.
Before BF knew it DD's huge dick was in full view right in front of him. Somehow he couldn't take his blue orbs off that large rod. The very one that violated his gullet and took his anal virginity time and again.
DD laughed at the bewildered look on BF's face.
"Now, now," he said, "I know you're eager pet but I'm not gonna fuck you… yet."
That didn't make BF feel any better.
"Your turn now," DD announced before giving a snap of his fingers. Suddenly BF's outfit, including the tail, vanished in a puff of smoke, leaving the blunette stark naked.
"Ahh! Wha-? Why?" yelped BF.
"Don't you know?" Smirked DD, "you're gonna bathe me. Can't have your pretty outfit gettin' soaked do we?"
"There's now way-!"
Before the blunette could finish the demon materialized his phone in his hand in a magical burst of flame. It was playing a video of the two at the hotel.
"You think this will pick up the most views?" Asked DD before switching to another recording, "or maybe this one?" The second was of the other day when BF was bounded shibari style in rough rope, crying erotic tears of shameful debauchery and begging for more as the unseen demon made love to him.
The 19 year old exhaled in defeat.
"That's what I thought." Snarked Daddy dearest, the phone in his hand dematerializing in a puff of smoke.
The walk in shower stall was spacious, big enough for two people, with a marble bench area in the corner and a removable shower head.
The two stepped inside, shutting the blurry, glass, door behind them. DD sat down on the marble bench, to make it easier for his pet to reach certain areas, while BF started up the water, making sure it wasn't too hot or too cold, before getting to work.
With a bath scrub and a bar of soap, he lathered along the chiseled frame of the retired rockstar starting at his chest, back, arms, and legs.
Although he didn't like this, BF couldn't help but admire the older man's features. His muscles were so well developed and felt rock hard under the boy's touch. An abdomen that could grate cheese, biceps that could crush rock, and a pair of legs that could bring Hussein Bolt to shame. The way streams of water cascaded down DD's god-like physique was breathtaking and in all honesty, BF felt a little jealous.
He made sure to scrub down every nook and cranny, all while avoiding the rockstar's manhood, doing what he could to satisfy this monster.
Meanwhile, DD let out a low purr at the blunette's administration. The way those small hands washed, rubbed, and massaged him combine with the warm jets of the shower head felt magical.
Though he did feel a slight pang of disappointment that certain parts of him were being neglected.
But the older man decided to let it slid for now, enjoying the shower and the feel of his pet's touch.
After 10 minutes of lather and rinse DD finally allowed BF to stop. The singer exhaled in relief, reaching over to turn the water off. But before he could touch the handle his wrist was suddenly seized, startling him.
"Hol' up now," said DD, "We're not done yet."
"B-but you said-"
"My shower is done, but you though could use a good rinse."
Powerful arms wrapped around the smaller frame and pulled BF into the demon's waiting lap, blushing furiously when he felt the other's member poke him slightly.
"Why…?" He said in utter confusion.
"Let's just call it returnin' the favor for all your hard work," answered DD, holding the singer to his broad chest, pinning both arms to their sides. "'Sides, a good master has to take care of his pets right?"
BF's heart started to race, sitting frozen on the spot.
One clawed hand ran itself down the pale chest to the hip then the thigh before reaching eerily closer to its prime target.
"How 'bout we start…here?"
The 19 year old squeaked when his penis was suddenly grabbed. The large palm rubbed and stroked the smaller cock in efforts to thoroughly "clean" it. Strangely enough, without any soap.
"N-no! Stop!" Whined BF, willing himself not to get hard.
DD didn't listen and continued to pump. Smirking when he felt it harden. His other hand ran up the singer's chest to fondle a nipple.
He relished in BF's sounds, teeth grazing and gnawing at that pale, slender, neck and shoulder. Reopening several wounds that he had left previously and tasting that tangy, youthful, blood that erupted.
So nectarous.
DD was getting drunk on the salty taste, running his tongue over soft flesh. It turned him on.
"…please… stop…" whimpered BF, flinching at the stinging nips administered on the side of his neck. Even if he was in the shower he never felt dirtier.
"Aw is my poor lil pet in distress?" cooed DD, turning the boy's face to his. "C'mere, daddy will make it all better."
His mouth melded with BF's lips, letting out a low moan.
The blunette melted; he could taste traces of his own blood on the man's tongue but didn't do squat to get him off. He was so absorbed in the kiss that he didn't notice DD's free hand lower between his legs until a pair of fingers enter his exposed rectum, making him jump.
He gasped in surprise and pulled his lips away from DD's only for the demon's other hand to leave the rapper's stiff dick and force their mouths back together.
His fingers dug and moved inside the 19 year old, finding that one spot deep inside that weakened BF's defenses and muddled his mind. Drool fell from the corner of the rapper's mouth, getting sloppy with the kiss, as his glistening, blue, orbs rimmed with tears. He place a small hand over the arm that was violating his ass, wanting to stop it but too weak to grip.
DD growled lustfully at how the boy's anal walls tightened around his digits. BF was barely even putting up a struggle, his head spinning as though he were falling in and out of hypnosis.
They finally parted, the fingers were removed. Which brought the singer back to his senses but only enough to allow him to let out a groan.
"…daddy…" he pined, "…please… let me go…"
"Do you really want me to?" Asked DD, giving the rim of the youth's ear a lick. "You seem like you're havin' fun."
"…yes…I'm begging you…no more…"
"Stop lyin' pet."
Before BF could deny he was suddenly thrown onto his feet, his face slammed to the tiled wall under the shower head and his ass sticking out. DD began tracing the head of his huge cock around the rectal opening.
"Daddy don't like it when you lie," he scolded, like a parent to a child. "be honest with how you feel. Tell me you like how daddy treats you."
"I-I don't like it! I hate how you- GAAH!" The man's enormous meat rammed inside, filling BF's anal.
"Wrong answer boy." He said to the blunette.
He gripped BF's waist, his hips thrusting hard. He reveled in the boy's delicious ass, losing himself to pleasure.
The rap artist gasped and groaned, placing his hands to the wall, feeling that big thing moving in and out, stimulating his prostate more effectively that the demon's fingers did.
Why, why did this have to feel so good?
And why did he have to be so weak against the bulkier form of the rockstar?
His body temperature increased, he got hotter under the steaming jets that soaked the two.
The demon leaned in to bury his face against the side of BF's neck, hands rose from the slim waist to the small chest, feeling the warm flesh slick from the water, up to the skinny arms to interlock with the back of the hands pressed to the tile.
How dare his daughter keep such a glorious treasure all to herself. If DD could he'd ground her for it until she was 45.
The blunette no longer had the energy to resist any longer and felt himself go limp underneath the rockstar who caught him in one arm.
"No slackin' now," said DD. "I ain't done wit'chu yet."
Reluctantly, he temporarily removed himself before turning the boy to face him and lifting him by his rear to press his back to the wall before reinserting.
BF threw his arms around DD's neck and his legs around DD's waist, holding on tightly as he rode the massive girth.
"…Mn…so hard…so good…" he uttered softly. "Your big dick…oh god… it feels so good…that…my head's going blank…" His lips finding the older male's neck, mimicking his previous actions, as he kiss, nipped, and sucked on the skin. Eventually biting lightly at DD's earlobe desperately, emitting a chuckle from the old man.
"That's good," cooed DD, "Just empty that pretty lil head o' yours and focus on this feelin'." So good, submissive, and cute fuck toy his little pet was. He sped up his thrusts, hitting against the boy's prostate repeatedly, lubricated by the water. "Doesn't Daddy take such good care of his little pet?"
BF didn't answer, his mind reached a new high, dopamine levels going through the roof.
"Should I come inside my pet? Hm?" DD kept talking, "is my baby boy hungry for his Daddy's sticky, hot, cum?"
BF didn't know what was coming over him, the words came out on their own as the blunette panted. "Come in me daddy! Please! I need it!"
That made Daddy Dearest smile mischievously, "'At's the spirit!" He praised, his erection twitched inside, getting ready to climax. "Alright, here I come!"
BF braced himself, his own cock standing upright and also ready to climax.
With a loud yell from the both of them, the demon came deep inside the blue haired singer in bucket loads before the smaller one also shot its load on both of their stomachs.
For a moment, there was silence, aside from the shower head.
BF hung onto DD who had reached over to shut the water off.
Without leaving his pet's hole, the demonic rockstar held BF to his chest as he stepped out of the stall with him. With a flick of his wrist, the anal toy fox tail materialized in his hand in a burst of flames. Quickly, before any of his semen escaped BF's anal, he pulled his dick out and immediately jammed the tail back inside, keeping his seed safely deep inside of the boy's rectum, before placing the small, wet, limp, form on the floor before grabbing a towel to dry himself.
"Might wanna rinse that shmutz off," he exclaimed, drying himself. "Afterwards I'll need you to decontaminate the shower again."
He smirked and redressed himself once he was dry enough before materializing the boy's "uniform", all pressed and cleaned, for him to change back into later, before leaving the frail youth lying on the floor in afterglow.
