My Master Is A Psycho

"What! Strip?" My jaw dropped, and my cheeks flushed red at those words. My eyes popped out of their sockets, and I struggled hard to breathe.

He blinked his long eyelashes at me, giving me a coy and innocent look. One would have found it hard to believe that he had such dirty thoughts in his mind.

Well, what else could I possibly expect from a demon lord?

Lost in utmost disbelief, his icy voice broke the awkward silence that had suddenly descended upon us, jerking me out of my thoughts.

"Are you going to start acting dumb again? Get out of your dress right away!" he commanded and slowly licked his lower lips in a very seductive way that almost made me lose my composure.

I don't know why he is doing this to me, but I don't have a choice than to obey him. After all, he has seen it already in the house of pleasure.

I intertwined my fingers nervously and then released them. I reached for my zipper, which was hidden by my waist region, and with shaky hands, I unzipped my dress.

I glanced at him to see his reaction, and I wasn't surprised when I saw his dreamy eyes fixed on me. He didn't even blink. I took a deep breath in and nervously released the dress, making it slip out of my perfectly shaped body onto the cold floor, exposing my nakedness to the cute demon lord.

With utmost embarrassment, I ducked my head in shame, avoiding any eye contact with him in every way possible. Even though my head was ducked, I could feel his eyes savoring every inch of my body.

"You have a great body, I like it," he complimented and gracefully sat up on the bed. I don't know if I should be happy or sad he said that.

"Come here," he ordered, gently patting the bed. I rose my head slowly, and my shaky legs carried me onto the large and soft bed.

Cautiously, I took a seat a few distances away from him. He tore me a deadly look, and even without saying a word, I knew what it meant. I moved closer to him, close enough that I could feel his warm breath on my skin.

"Why are you so scared? Do I look scary?" he asked and gently lifted my jaw. Our eyes met in an intense gaze, and his thumb caressed my jawline. Immediately, I could feel my heart racing faster than I could ever imagine.

Why is this cute demon tormenting me in such a pleasing way?

"I spent five hundred million to claim you in the auctioning ground, so I hope you know you are now one of my possessions. You are bound to me for life, and you shall obey every of my command as your master!" he stated while his dreamy eyes are still fixed into mine.

Even though I felt anger surge through me when he said I'm now his possession, I know I couldn't do anything. I blinked my eyes twice and nodded my head in approval, and with that, he released his grip on my jaw and aggressively pushed me onto the soft bed, making me lay face up.

My heart skipped a beat, and I began to shiver once again. What is he trying to do? I hope it's not what I am thinking.

He adjusted my body well on the bed, and in a blink of an eye, he parted my legs and thrust his index finger down my V-region.

A sudden gasp of shock escaped my lips, and I froze!

What the hell is doing? How dare him treat me this way! I tried to struggle to free myself, but his other hand is already pinning me down firmly.

"Be a good girl, Kimberly! It's not gonna hurt," he breathed softly, his warm breath fanning against my lower abdomen, and then he continued to move his finger inside me as if searching for something.

I closed my eyes in shame and pleasure. I felt so angry and thrilled at the same time. I hate the fact he's treating me like his plaything, but I also like how romantic and pleasurable everything seems. I calmed my body submissively and allowed him to do to me whatever he pleases.

His ultimate search lasted for a few minutes before he finally stopped and broke the pleasure I was feeling with his melancholy voice, jerking me out of my reverie.

"A virgin? You are a virgin?" he exclaimed in sheer surprise, and I nodded positively, wondering why he seems so shocked by it.

"Dress up! You're so useless!" he yelled in annoyance and quickly pulled away from me like I'm a plague of disease.

I got up from the bed and got into my dress again. What does he mean by you are so useless? How dare him!

"Why are you still a virgin? How old are you?" he questioned without batting an eye as he reached for the magazine, which lay carelessly beside him.

"I'm twenty-seven," I replied in almost a whisper. Yes, I'm a virgin, even though I dated Alex for seven years and cohabited with him for two years. I always maintain the boundary between a man and a woman. I believe there is time for everything.

"So you dated your boyfriend for that long, and he didn't touch you? Well, no wonder he was sleeping with your sister," he snapped, his eyes still fixed on the magazine.

Holy molly! Does he read minds? How did he know about my life in New York? I was bewildered.

"How…how did you know about that?" I stuttered in extreme disbelief and embarrassment.

"Do you think I'm just a demon lord by title?" he snapped rudely.

"You read minds?" I asked still in shock.

"I'm the demon lord, I'm magic itself," he boasted.

"What is your name?" I questioned after realizing I can't keep calling him by his title every time.

"I'm Ethan Lucian, but no one has called me that name since a thousand years ago," he replied.

"A thousand years! What the f! How many years have you lived?" I screamed utterly in shock by his revelation.

"Ten thousand years, I guess," he said, scratching his head as if trying to remember something.

"Wow! What! Incredible!" I exclaimed in shock. How was he able to maintain such a young and handsome look? He looks twenty-two!

'Move closer," he ordered out of the blue, and nervously I shifted closer to him.

"Stretch out your hand," he commanded, and I timdly stretched my left hand to him.

He grabbed my wrist and suddenly placed it into his wet mouth, he pressed his sharp teeth against the skin of my wrist. I screamed in pain and struggled to free my wrist from his hungry mouth.

After what seemed like five minutes, he released my wrist from his mouth, which is now covered with my own blood, and with a quick movement of his tongue, he licked the last drop of blood on my wrist hungrily.

"Your blood tastes great, come to my chamber every morning," he breathed hungrily, his dark eyes staring at me as if he's gonna devour me anytime soon, and once again fear crept into me.

"Why did you do that?' I inquired, shaking in fear.

I guess my master is a psycho!

"That is the price you have to pay Kimberly. Congratulations to you, you just signed a blood contract with the demon lord!"