Wu-Long was a sneaky, conniving, underhanded scoundrel. Those, of course, would be his good qualities. His favorite song was 'Sympathy for Devil' by the Stones but he was also partial to the Guns and Roses version as well. He liked his meat raw, his women well breasted and simpering and his men, well he always was a sucker for elegant lithe creatures who were properly submissive. He looked over at his valet Daniel with a bit of fondness in his eye. The young man moved a bit stiffly from being beaten last night but otherwise was a very graceful piece of eye candy such as it were in his long purple cheongsam. He sighed to himself, it was such a shame he couldn't successfully produce an heir with a human male. He had tried numerous times over the centuries but it always wound up a disastrous bloody mess leaving him with no heir and no concubine.
"Come and brush out my hair." Daniel bowed in compliance. Wu-Long relaxed and enjoyed the feel of the bristles against his scalp. Daniel worked the brush through the thick reddish strands carefully. Snagging a tangle would likely end up with him on the floor begging for mercy that wasn't likely to be given. He trembled trying to hold his hand steady as he went. He hurt everywhere and didn't wish to add more pain to his misery. Wu-Long chuckled being able to empathically pick up the young man's distress.
"Now, now my pet. Haven't I been good to you? Hmm?" Daniel shivered and bit his lip fear racing up his spine. There was no right answer to this question.
"Yes Sir." Came the broken and choked reply as Daniel slid to his knees and bent low to the floor in the most submissive posture he could give.
"And aren't you happy to belong to me?" Daniel couldn't quite contain the sob in his throat.
"Yes Sir. Yes Sir. I am yours to command." Hot tears gathered at the corners of his long lashes in mixture of frustration, shame and terror. He could feel Wu-Long towering over him and knew he would not be let off so easily. Violent tremors shook his thin frame at the touch of Wu-Long's cold hand upon his neck. Wu-Long drank up the misery in malicious glee. He stroked down the long line of his favorite slave's back smoothly intoxicated by the broken beautiful creature beneath him. His cock swelled pleasurably at the acrid scent of fear rolling from him.
"Perhaps your are jealous of the kami soon to be my bedmate? Do you fear I will release you? Hmm? Is that why you tremble so?" Daniel shook his head from side to side in near hysteria. The only release one could expect from Wu-Long was death and miserable as he was he did not just yet want to embrace that particular freedom. The best he could expect from Wu-Long would be for him to give him to someone else once he was bored with him.
"You do not crave release from me then?" Wu-Long asked him in a gentle mocking tone that belied the sharp finger nail that he drug along the center of Daniel's back splitting the fabric in two and leaving a long red gash blood oozing from its seam. Wu-Long hooked an arm under the young man and lifted him from the floor and carried him to immense bed in the center of the room.
"That is good my pet. I have an immense desire for you and it would be a shame to deny it." Wu-Long answered for him holding him up to his mouth roughly tonguing at the split flesh he found there his venom burning into the wound. Daniel hissed as the poison entered his body shooting pain throughout his limbs and robbing him of any real resistance he might have put up. The now all to familiar sensation of his body responding to the loathsome touches while his mind remained aware and helpless washed over him. Inside he screamed in hatred and self-disgust unable to prevent his flesh from arching back in invitation. An invitation Wu-Long was more then happy to accept unbuckling his pants and pulling out his overly large organ and holding the now compliant body up on its knees on the edge of the bed. Wu-Long stood between the spread legs stroking over the scaly shaft in his hand readying himself. He grabbed the soft white globes of Daniel's backside and wrenched them open forcing the head into the narrow channel pleasure building at the thin rivulets of blood flowing down the white thighs.
What should have been a scream instead released as a low moan from Daniel's parted lips. Wu-Long pounded into him relentlessly the cold scales of his body in direct contrast to the searing heat he buried himself in. Daniel was too far gone from the venom to do much more then writhe beneath his master. Wu-Long enjoyed screwing with an audience finding it added such a nice flavor and tended to ensure people didn't get the notion of stepping out of line. He had the stamina his reptile nature offered him and used it frequently to make sure everyone understood that they too could wind up on the end of his cock. He called out for his doorman to fetch him one of his many enforcers.
The man entered the room but stopped short seeing the activity his boss was involved in. He knew better then to back up and tried to act nonchalant.
"I've a mission for you." Wu Long told him casually as he continued stroking into Daniel.
"Yes Sir." The man managed through the lump in his throat turned on despite himself. He didn't go for boys but couldn't wrench his gaze from the scene before him. Wu-Long smirked at his obvious discomfort and shoved a little harder for more emphasis enjoying the whimpers that poured from his slave's long white throat.
"I want you to take a couple of your men and go to the apartment of that police woman and leave a little message for her friends." The man smiled. This was more to his liking and it would give him something to relieve the tight leaking organ in his pants.
"Any rules, boss?" Wu-Long paused for a moment gripping Daniel's hips tightly.
"Leave her alive enough to tell that friggin detective he's got twenty four hours to give me what's mine. Other then that I don't care. You're dismissed." The man backed out the room pulling the door shut as he went. Wu-Long petted the trembling shoulder beneath him.
"See? Now you're going to have a friend to play with." He told Daniel and reached under him to grab his genitals in a tight grip. Wu-Long started plunging hard into him and stroking his erect cock in time with the bruising thrusts. Daniel screamed as the hooked fangs sank into his neck as Wu-Long bent over him literally humping him. Daniel's body betrayed him completely at that point and he came hard his internal muscles contracting around the cold organ lodged within him. Wu-Long came with an animalistic growl at the sucking sensation. Satisfied and relaxed he kissed the sweat and blood drenched neck appreciatively. Daniel had passed out in shock and pain and Wu-Long tossed the rag doll form further up on the bed now that he was done.
Wu-Long adjusted his clothes and finished brushing his hair out. He told the doorman to have the concubine cleaned up and returned to his cage immediately and to begin the preparing the other cage in his expansive bedroom for his future guest. He had business to attend to but soon the kami would be his and he left his stronghold in a confident mood.