in an office building at the imp city, which it self was in the top ring of hell caled the pride ring. what set this building apart from the others was that it had a pair of black and white imp horns.
at one of these offices was the home of the IMP or the Immediate Murder Professionals, at the entance door to there office was a note taped to the door saying "meeting in progress". inside were 5 individuals sitting around a long table.
at one end of the table stood blitzo buckzo or blitz as he likes to be called, the founder of IMP. a member of the hellborn speces called imp's, with him being 34 years old. Blitzo is quite tall for his species at a height of 4'11 feet, and sports a harlequin-like aesthetic. He has red skin with white burn marks of various sizes that cover parts of his forearms, chest, and his tail, as well as most of the right side of his face. His irises are red and he has a heart-shaped skull symbol on the center of his forehead.
Blitzo has fairly broad forearms and hands, and a long narrow head, out of which extends large, curved, black and white striped horns. He has black spines on his head and upper back, as well as on his tail. His tail ends with a triangular point that has a black spot at the tip.
Blitzo wears a tattered slate-gray collared coat with red buttons down the breast, black knee-high boots matching the shape of his feet, and elbow-length black fingerless gloves featuring large, rounded yellow decorations on the upper side of them. Blitzo also wears a red skull charm around his neck. Blitzo was a bombastic, big-talking, and sardonic imp.
"Alright. Now, I know business has been... a bit slow lately, yes. It's no one's fault, okay? I'm not naming any names here..." said blitz before looking at moxxie and quickly saying, "moxxie". moxxie giving him a dirty look in responce.
Moxxie was a 24 year old and was an imp like blitzo but was shorter, standing at a height of 3'9 feet. with red skin and white freckles on his cheeks. His white pointy hair leads up to his curvy black and white striped horns.
He also has yellow sclera with black slit pupils. Moxxie has a long red thin tail with a quadrilateral barb at the end, as well as lanky digitigrade legs ending in what appears to be cloven red hooves, reminiscent of artiodactyls. his outfit consists of a large red bow-tie, a white shirt under a high-collared, navy-black tailcoat with white cuffs, white inner lining, and two red buttons on the front. He also dons a set of black fingerless gloves, complete with simple black pants with holes for his hooves. he had rather winey personality and was a sourse of much bulling from blitz and loona.
"Now, does anyone have... any bright ideas on how we can get business drummin' up again?" blitz asked, "wait, wheres millie" blitzo looked around the room having realised she wasn't here.
"she proberley with naruto" loona said not looking up from her phone. Loona is a Hellhound, she stood at a height of 6'8. she sports a dog-like muzzle, razor-sharp teeth, and a dark grey nose. She has a red sclera with white irises, white fur with grey patches on her shoulders, and large, messy, white hair that is swept to the right side of her head, with her bangs sometimes obscuring part of her left eye. Finally, she sports a large, grey bushy tail with a white underside. she had b cup sized breasts with a fat ass. hellhound are a hellborn species like imp.
her outfit consists of a black, dog collar-like choker that has white spikes across. She wears a grey crop top that has strings shaped like an inverted pentagram to hold it up. She wears fingerless gloves and tattered short shorts with a crescent moon on the right hip. She sports black, toeless stockings and is barefoot as a result of her digitigrade stance. She sports a tattered right ear and has a piercing on her right eyebrow and two piercings in her left ear.
loona was the adopted daughter of blitzo and the receptionist for IMP. she was surly, slothful, and cynical, Loona is an extremely unpleasant hellhound to be around. She is apathetic to most things, expresses zero interest in maintaining her work ethic, and is an extremely toxic employee in general, with Moxxie.
"why, didn't we pay rent this week" questiened a confused blitz. "no, you spent it all on a Ad for a chanal no one watches" said an anoyed moxxie. "oh, well i guess millie got it handald" blitz said with a chuckle.
this just served to annoy moxxie more, making him think about millie.
millie or mildred, and the wife moxxie. Millie is a short imp of 3'7 feet with red skin and a long devilish tail. She has a pair of thin white-striped black horns and short messy, bob cut-styled charcoal hair with bangs. Her eyes have yellow sclera and long, thick eyelashes protruding from them, with a small beauty mark under the right eye. Her front teeth have a gap as well.
She also has a black heart tattooed on her right shoulder, and makeup which consists of shimmering dark red eyeshadow, thick black mascara, and black lipstick on her lips. She also has two white spots on her upper right arm, one on her upper left leg, two on her tail, and one on the tip of her tail. she had D cup with a thick ass.
Millie's attire is all-black with a tint of yellow, which consists of a black choker around her neck, a cold-shoulder black crop-top with the straps being held by two golden-yellow buttons, black fingerless gloves, black torn denim-pants and black toeless footwear, which exposes her hoof-like toes.
she was now up at the top floor with the landlord naruto, "paying our bills" moxxie thought. the reason beign blitz horrible spending habits ment sometimes they couldn't pay the bill for the office. so blitz made an arragement with naruto. to pay with sexual favours, unfortunately naruto wasn't intrested in guys so blitz somehow conviced millie and she conviced him to allow her to pay and with this it was the 5th time in 2 mouth she had to do this.
she had to do it with naruto a hellfox a new hellborn species. standing at a height of 7'5. he had golden fur with long rabbit like ears. he had black sclere with red ires's. with a long bushe tail.
he usualy wore a black suit and pants with a red shirt underneath, he wore no shoes letting his pawed feet out.
Moxxie sat in the office, his thoughts swirling with a toxic mix of anger and sadness as he pictured Millie upstairs with their landlord, Naruto. He clenched his fists tightly under the table, the sound of his nails clicking against the wood the only indication of his turmoil. the meeting passed quickly to him.
walking home from the office, moxxie's thoughts were heavy. the weight of the day's events seemed to press down on him, making his lanky legs feel like they were moving through molasses. the city streets, normally bustling with the chaotic energy of the pride ring, seemed to echo with a deafening silence that amplified his resentment. He couldn't shake the image of millie with naruto from his mind. It was a burden that clung to him like the stench of brimstone in the air.
As he arrived at their shared apartment, located in the slightly less extravagant area of the pride ring, entering the quiet apartment, Moxxie started to make some dinner for him and millie when she come home. As he was cooking, the smell of the food wafted through the air, he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread building in his chest. The thought of facing millie after what she had to do for the sake of the office was almost too much to bear.
his thought were interupted by his phone buzzing in his pocket. It was a text from millie. "won't be home until late, don't wait up" she wrote, her usual cheery tone seemingly unfazed by the situation. Moxxie couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness at the casualness of her message.
He let out a sign that was a mix of frustration and defeat as he read the message. Placing the phone back on the kitchen counter, Moxxie stared into the pot of bubbling stew, his mind racing. The silence of the apartment was only broken by the occasional ding from the microwave in the background, counting down the seconds until his dinner was ready.
When the timer finally went off, he pulled out a couple of plates and began to dish out the food, setting one aside for Millie. Despite his anger, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for not being the one to handle the situation with the landlord. But Blitzo had made it clear that Moxxie's talents lay elsewhere, that his role was to keep guns in good condition and to assinate the targets for sinners, not to deal with the more... "personal" aspects of the business.
Moxxie took a seat at their small dining table, the dim light from the kitchen casting long shadows across the room. He picked at his food, his appetite waning with each passing minute. His thoughts drifted to the day he met Millie, how she had looked at him with thosebeataful yellow eyes.
They had been young, fresh in the city of Imps, and full of hope. Back then, the IMP office was just a dream of Blitz's, a pipe dream fueled by cheap whiskey and the desire to climb out of the eternal pit of hell. Moxxie had been there from the beginning, helping to build the business from the ground up. But now, it felt like everything was falling apart around him.
With a sigh, he pushed his plate away, the food barely touched. He couldn't bring himself to eat, not with the taste of betrayal lingering on his tongue. He cleared the table, washing the dishes with a mechanical precision that belied his turmoil. As he dried his hands, he couldn't help but glance at the clock on the wall. It ticked away the seconds, each one feeling like an eternity as he waited for Millie to come home.
Moxxie decided to pass the time by cleaning the apartment. He picked up the scattered papers, straightened the couch cushions, and dusted the shelves that held their meager collection of knick-knacks. It was a futile attempt to distract himself, but it kept his hands busy and his mind from wandering to darker places.
As the night grew later and the shadows in the room grew longer, he finally gave in to his exhaustion. He climbed into their small, slightly cramped bed, the sheets still smelling faintly of Millie's perfume, which only served to fuel his anger and sadness. He lay there, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts racing as he waited for the sound of the door opening. his phone buzzed again, a video from millie. at this a pit opened in his stomach.
curiosity and dread warring in his chest, Moxxie clicked the video. he waited for the video to load out of the corner of his eyes. He didn't know what to expect. Would it be a cheery message from millie, trying to downplay the situation, or something else entirely?
the video loaded up, the scene was in naruto office. speaking of him he was sitting in an office chair behind the desk, underneath the desk was millie. she was on her knees pulling the zipper of his pants down and suddenly his large cock popped out and smacked her right in the face. She recoiled with a gasp and a giggle, holding her hand to her cheek.
Naruto's golden fur ruffled as he chuckled, "Looks like someone's eager to pay the rent," he said, his deep voice echoing through the room. His cock stood tall and proud, at a length of 25 cm, with a girth that made Moxxie's eyes widen in the video. It was a stark contrast to the professional demeanor he had seen from their landlord in the past.
Moxxie felt a burning sensation in his chest as he watched Millie lean in and kiss the tip of Naruto's cock. Her black lipstick smeared across the shaft as she began to lick it eagerly, leaving a trail of dark kiss marks along its length. Her eyes were closed, and she had a look of concentration on her face that Moxxie had only seen when they were in bed together. It was a sight that both aroused and repulsed him, a twisted cocktail of emotions that he didn't know how to handle.
The camera angle switched, and Moxxie could see the side of Millie's face, her cheeks flushed and her tongue swirling around the hellfox's cock. Her teeth grazed the sensitive skin, and she took him into her mouth with a gentle moan that was muffled by the thickness of his erection. The sound of her slurps and gasps filled the room, making the silence in their apartment feel heavier and more suffocating.
Naruto's tail swished back and forth with each of her bobs, his hand resting gently on her head, guiding her movements. His claws tapped the desk rhythmically, a silent metronome to the obscene symphony unfolding before Moxxie's eyes. Millie's cheeks were hollowed out as she took more of him in, her eyes watering slightly from the effort, but she never stopped. The black lipstick she wore was now smeared across her face and the cock in front of her, a dark contrast against the gold fur.
The scene was both mesmerizing and revolting to Moxxie. He knew he should look away, that he shouldn't be watching this, but he couldn't tear his eyes from the screen. His heart hammered in his chest, each beat a painful reminder of his own inadequacies. Millie's moans grew louder, her enthusiasm for the task seemingly genuine, and Moxxie felt a cold, hard knot form in his stomach. He had never seen her look so... alive. So desperate.
Her cheeks were a mess of black lipstick, smudged and smeared around her mouth, a stark contrast to the gleaming gold of Naruto's cock. It was as if she was marking her territory, leaving a part of herself on him that Moxxie could never remove. The sight was like a punch to the gut, making him feel both aroused and disgusted. He couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to be the one she was pleasing so fervently, to be the one to make her eyes roll back in pleasure like that.
As the video played on, Millie's movements grew more enthusiastic. Her tail swished back and forth in time with her bobbing head, and she began to deep-throat the landlord, taking him in until the tip of his cock was touching the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, but never stopped, her eyes watering as she pushed through her own boundaries. The sounds she made grew more animalistic, Moxxie found himself getting harder despite the situation.
The room was filled with the wet sounds of her efforts, the smacking of her lips and the occasional gasp for air. It was clear from her technique and the ease with which she took him in that she had done this before. The sight was like watching a master at work, and the knowledge that she had to perform this act for their survival only made Moxxie feel more inadequate.
As if sensing his turmoil, Millie looked directly into the camera and winked, a playful glint in her eye. It was a gesture that sent a jolt through Moxxie, a silent message that she knew he was watching. He felt his arousal spike, his cock straining against his pants as he watched his wife pleasure another man. It was a betrayal, but one that somehow turned him on even more. he pulled his pants down and began to jerk off his 7 cm cock to the sight.
Naruto's hand tightened in Millie's hair, his hips bucking upward as he grew closer to climax. His breathing grew ragged, and his claws dug into the wood of the desk as he neared his peak. With a final, guttural growl, he released a thick load of cum down Millie's throat. She took it all, her eyes watering and her throat convulsing as she swallowed every drop.
Moxxie's hand moved faster on his cock, his eyes glued to the screen. The sight of his wife being used so thoroughly, so willingly, was both enraging and incredibly arousing. He couldn't help but feel a mix of anger and jealousy as he watched her service the landlord, her body reacting to every touch and thrust. Despite the anger boiling in his veins, he found himself getting closer and closer to his own release.
Naruto's hand tightened in Millie's hair, holding her in place as he pumped his cum down her throat. Her eyes watered and bulged, but she never flinched, never resisted. With a final grunt, he pulled his cock out of her mouth, the last drops of his seed dripping onto her chin. Millie looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with lust, and opened her mouth to show the cum still in her mouth.
"good girl, now swallow" naruto ordered, his voice thick with pleasure. Millie obeyed, her throat working as she swallowed the last of his cum. open her mouth again to show him it was all gone. A smug smile played on her lips as she looked up at him.
Moxxie watched in horror as the hellfox picked millie up by her armpits and sat her down on his lap. Her legs dangled over the edge of the chair, and his still hard cock swung between her ass cheeks. It was clear that the landlord wasn't done yet, and the realization sent a cold shiver down Moxxie's spine.
Naruto leaned in, his fur brushing against Millie's skin as he whispered something in her ear. She giggled, the sound sending a dagger of pain through Moxxie's heart. Without warning, the hellfox's tongue darted out, licking a line from her neck to her collarbone. Millie shivered and leaned into the touch, her eyes fluttering closed. Moxxie's hand stilled on his cock, the sight of his wife's enjoyment too much to handle.
The camera angle shifted again, and suddenly Moxxie was looking at his wife's face, her cheeks flushed and her eyes hooded with desire. She leaned into the kiss, her tongue eagerly meeting Naruto's. The way she moaned into his mouth was a sound Moxxie had only heard in their most intimate moments, and it was a sound that now filled him with a rage so potent it was almost tangible.
Naruto's tail wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer as he stood from the chair, lifting her with ease. He placed her on the desk, her legs spread wide, and Moxxie could see the glint of wetness between her thighs. The hellfox's tongue invaded her mouth, his teeth grazing her lips in a way that was both gentle and predatory. Millie's tail swished back and forth, knocking over a paperweight as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her nails digging into his fur.
Moxxie's hand hovered over the screen, his thumb poised to end the video. But he couldn't. He needed to see it all, to understand the depth of the betrayal that was unfolding before his eyes. The sight of his wife, so eager and willing, with another man was a knife twisting in his soul, but he was unable to look away. It was a macabre dance of lust and despair that played out in the glow of the phone's screen, and he was the unfortunate audience.
Millie broke the kiss, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to Naruto's. She giggled again, that sweet sound now a twisted mockery of their love. Her hands moved to the buttons of her black crop-top, popping them open one by one. The garment fell away, revealing her full, round breasts, the D cups bouncing slightly as she sat on the desk. Moxxie's eyes were glued to the sight, his own body betraying him with a twitch of his cock.
Naruto's paws roamed over her chest, squeezing and pinching her nipples until they stood erect. Millie arched her back, pushing herself into his touch with a whimper. Her breathing grew heavy, her chest rising and falling with each gasp. Moxxie's own breath caught in his throat as he watched his wife's body respond to the hellfox's advances.
With a smug grin, Naruto leaned back in his chair, his cock still rock hard. He gestured for Millie to come closer, and she eagerly complied, her legs dangling off the side of the desk. She positioned herself over his lap, her wetness coating the tip of his cock as she lowered herself onto him. The sound of their bodies connecting was like a gunshot in the quiet apartment, echoing in Moxxie's ears.
Moxxie's hand tightened into a fist, his nails digging into his palm. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Millie, his Millie, riding their landlord like a cheap whore. The sight was both arousing and infuriating, a toxic mix that had his cock throbbing painfully. He watched as she began to move, her hips rolling and gyrating in a way that was all too familiar. The sight was like watching a twisted reflection of their own love life, played out for the amusement of their creditor.
Naruto's claws dug into her hips, guiding her movements, his face a mask of concentration as he watched her bounce on his cock. Millie threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. Her eyes squeezed shut, her teeth bared, and her tail thrashed wildly behind her. It was a look that Moxxie had never seen on her face, not even when they were at their most intimate.
Moxxie's hand moved faster on his own cock, his mind racing with conflicting emotions. He was disgusted by what he was watching, yet he couldn't deny the arousal that flooded through him. He felt a sickening mix of anger and desire, his body responding to the scene playing out before him despite his better judgment. It was as if he was being torn in two, his love for Millie battling with the primal instinct to claim what was his.
The video continued, the sounds of skin slapping against skin and moans of pleasure growing louder. Millie's breasts bounced with each thrust, her nipples hard and sensitive to the cool air in the room. The sight was almost too much for Moxxie to bear, but he couldn't stop watching. His mind was a tumult of rage and lust, a maelstrom of feelings that left him feeling dizzy and light-headed.
Naruto's tail swished in time with their rhythm, his fur standing on end as he watched Millie's body move on top of him. His hand reached up to her chin, tilting her head back so that their eyes met. In that moment, Moxxie saw something in her gaze that made his blood run cold. There was a spark of mischief, a knowing look that told him she was enjoying every second of it, that she was performing for him as much as for the hellfox.
The realization hit Moxxie like a sledgehammer. He wasn't just watching a betrayal; he was a part of it. He was the one holding the phone, the one getting off on the sight of his wife with another man. The thought was both exhilarating and terrifying, a dark thrill that coiled in his stomach like a serpent. His hand moved faster, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps as he watched her ride the landlord's cock.
Millie's eyes flickered to the camera again, and she winked at Moxxie, a knowing smile playing on her lips. It was as if she could feel his presence, as if she knew that he was there, watching every move she made. He couldn't tear his gaze away as she began to bounce faster, her breathy moans growing louder with each passing second.
The room was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, the slap of skin, the wet noises of her taking him in, and the low growls of pleasure that rumbled from the hellfox's chest. Moxxie's own hand was a blur as he stroked himself in time with the video, the friction of his palm against his cock becoming almost painful.
The scene grew more intense as the minutes ticked by. Millie's movements grew erratic, her body tightening around the landlord's shaft as she approached her climax. She threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream as she came, her body convulsing in pleasure. Moxxie felt a strange mix of pride and despair as he watched her, knowing that he was the cause of her release, even if it was through the hand of another.
With a thunderous roar, Naruto's hips bucked upward, and he released his cum deep inside her. The force of it was so great that Millie's stomach visibly ballooned out, her skin stretching to accommodate the unholy amount of seed he had deposited. It was a sight that was both terrifying and mesmerizing, a display of power that left Moxxie feeling both inferior and insatiable. He watched as the cum leaked out of her, dripping down her thighs and onto the floor below.
Moxxie's hand moved in tandem with the video, his own orgasm building as he watched the obscene spectacle. His cock pulsed with each beat of his heart, the pressure building until he could hold it back no longer. With a strangled cry, he came, his own cum spurting out onto his hand and the bed sheets. The feeling of release was bittersweet, a brief respite from the emotional turmoil that was consuming him.
As he watched, Millie's stomach grew taut, her skin stretching to contain the massive load that Naruto had filled her with. The sight was grotesque, yet Moxxie couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride. It was a power play, a visual representation of the hellfox's dominance over them all. His own cum was a sad, pathetic imitatio.
Naruto leaned back, panting, and pulled his cock out of Millie with a wet pop. A torrent of cum spilled out of her, the excess running down her thighs and onto the floor. He looked up at her, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips, his eyes gleaming with victory. Millie's own expression was one of euphoria, her cheeks flushed and her pupils dilated. with that the video ends abruptly.
Moxxie's hand stilled on his cock, the aftermath of his climax leaving him feeling empty and used. He stared at the screen, the final image of Millie's cum-soaked body seared into his brain. The room felt colder, the air thick with the scent of his own arousal and the bitter taste of betrayal.
With trembling fingers, he hit the play button once more. The video began again, and he watched as if in a trance, his hand moving slowly up and down his cock. He couldn't get the sight of her with another man out of his head, the way she had looked at the camera, the way she had taken every inch of the landlord's massive cock. It was as if she was taunting him, flaunting her infidelity like a trophy.
Moxxie's eyes glazed over as he watched the hellfox's cock disappear into Millie's mouth. He stroked himself in time with the video, each bob of her head sending a pulse of pleasure through his body. The sounds of her slurps and gasps filled the room, and he could almost feel the heat of her breath on his own cock. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't stop. The anger and betrayal had transformed into something darker, something that he didn't fully understand and he was afraid to find out.