Dani's Harem [Reverse Harem]

Demon Lord - Kneel peasant! (Practise evil laugh)

"Well? Don't tell me you haven't found her little demon. I gave you the best tracker you asked for. I gave you a free for all pass to get everything you wanted, needed or asked for to find the girl... have you failed me, your own demon Lord? Have you?"

I ask this pathetic being cowed at my feet. I already know the answer but I want to hear it. I want to hear this creature's reason for failing an order, a collection that should have been easily obtained the first time. Rage fuels the fire in my blood but I hold my calm exterior knowing that the only tell on my outside would be my blood red eyes turned to black. A change in eyes is one of a few ways to tell what a demon is feeling on the inside. The color has specific emotions only or designations. Black – Rage, anger, hostility. Silver is lust and need. Silver with a white outline which I haven't seen in centuries means love. My favorite is bright red as it is only the demon lord, red is strength and leadership in our land. Dark blood red is the right to rule all of the demon-planes. I won this role without the color only to develop the color a few hundred years later.

I smile to myself knowing it looks cold and sinister to others while I am thinking about those years, killing every single demon and demon mate that opposed me. Destroying anyone stronger than me here in my land and then wiping out anyone who might become strong enough to remove me from power. Luckily after I removed the last Demon Lord no-one appeared to have the dark royal red eyes needed to lead and remove me from my throne, not that I would willingly give up my throne. I will murder, torture and destroy any and all 'claimants' to MY throne. Yes, I won this place. I bled for this place and put myself on top. Still smiling to myself I look down at the demon and watch with disgust as he urinates himself.

Normally I would punish these slights by having him put in my cursed pit but this being is too disgusting and pathetic to be given that honor. Stepping passed the whimpering fool I saunter back to my throne, sitting I nod to today's executioner. I watch with glee as he is ripped open in front of me, I can smell his blood and even that is pathetic. Very little demon blood in his veins, mostly human. Eurgh, a bastard demon child. Why my magnificent demons choose to screw humans is beyond me. They are so fragile, so breakable. They do smell pleasant I suppose, they taste bland, however. I focus once more on this creatures failures and decide I should make it a competition. Obviously, there isn't enough incentive for my demons to get the girl.

"Bring me the next humanoid demons, with more demon in them, I am going to have to make more of an incentive as simply not dying seems to not be effective," I command a guard and watch as he runs from the room following my order.

I look around my throne room at the various guards on duty and watch as two girls come out from the servant's entrance to clean up the dismembered body from my throne room floor. Neither of the girls looks at me but they know I am here. One of them, a tall brunette beauty carries herself with grace. Wearing only servant rags I can see her potential beneath the dirt and muck that covers her. I watch as she picks up the severed head and places it in a bin as if it is nothing more than a discarded sweet wrapper. Showing not a single hint of disgust I appreciate this woman's strength in controlling her emotions. Something I actually take great pride in being able to do myself. I watch her as she intrigues me, I haven't been interested in feeding my body's desires in some centuries, choosing to work on keeping my position and staying alive from the damn resistance instead. I want to see her spread across my bed, naked and clean begging for me. My body thrums with the idea and I know I will have this woman, what I want I take.

"Ladies, a moment?" I keep my voice flat and my face blank showing not a single thing running through my head. I watch them both freeze and the small curly blond woman looks up at the brunette. I see the silent discussion going on behind their eyes and interestingly I catch the brunettes nod as they both stand fully and come towards me with their eyes on the ground. I also notice that the blond walks beside but a half step back from my beauty.