The Futanari Demon Queens Handler Chapter 2: Dinner with a Demon Queen

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This will not be another Rich girls maid is a Futa scenario. This will not be that. Please! BRAIN LET ME WRITE OTHER STORIES!

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Suddenly, food appeared on the table. It opened up, and food was placed in front of me. A wine glass came up from the table and was filled with wine from inside the glass. I would be lying to myself if I did not feel a bit of jealousy as I wanted this table and room already. Placing others in here and leaving them alone like a sensory deprivation room would be amazing, but this table was amazing in itself. I would later have to get the Demon Queen to gift me one of my own, and I leaned back, picking up the glass, only to realize as I did so, it snapped from the table, and my eyes widened. 

“So interesting, this glass grew from the table?” I asked.

“Ah, I got you. It is actually sap. We recently came into it with a mixture of elements. We are still discovering so much about magic, and Plant magic is a growing science in the magic field.”

I looked at the clear sap glass, and I let my finger glide across it. It was a little rougher than glass would be. It had a texture that no glass I ever felt I had. I smiled, taking a sip from the cup. A rich flavor blasted against my tongue. I moaned a little at the flavor and looked down at the meal. “This is really elaborate just to keep servants from coming inside.”

“We do not have servants assisting us in the Military. Servants and slaves are notorious weak points in a household, let alone a military. Plus, it would degrade military discipline to have slaves around. Plus, there have not been that many since the Mana apocalypse. You know the reason why.”

I nodded, “Well, it was not clean and not good, but I believe that was not your decision. Using prisoners as meat shields in the Mana Wars was quite distasteful. But when you had as many incarcerated as we did now having access to mana,” I let my voice trail off, and The Demon Queen nodded, looking away.

“It was a grizzly affair, and too many died pushing the extremists and cultists out of the heart of America.”

“Use the right term, the religious fanatics, Demon Queen. With mana now, they believed the Rapture happened and revolted to take over their new promised land like a bunch of lunatics.”

“Divine magic is something that is still disgustingly stupid. The core of it is an unwavering belief in something greater than yourself. Mana, for some reason, manifests into divine magic. One of the most crazy things is that it does not matter what you believe in as long as you believe it is greater than yourself. See this,” Then, with a wave of her hand, the Demon Queen started to bring the white radiant light that made you feel like you were before a god, and then it stopped a moment later. “Guess what I believed?” 

“That, Demon Queen, I could not guess based on that.”

“You would be correct; I tricked my mind into believing that Bruce Lee, an old Martial artist actor back in the nineties of the last millennium, was greater than god himself. That allows me to Invoke Miracles in his name. Simply, it does not matter the belief. Most just do not realize that they can invoke this magic. Although I am sure that you already understood that.”

I chuckled, “You're right. I have read many of the forbidden knowledge books. I have my sources, obviously, and I thought Divine magic was very interesting, how faith and belief affect mana.”

“That is interesting, Mangus. Seriously, you have no idea how happy it makes me that you are a Mangus. Darren told me that you wish no one else learned of this. Why?”

“Because enemies underestimating me is the best. Also, it is a hobby, not my goal. I would like to be an ArchMangus at some point, but I also do not care if it stays out of reach. It is a hobby and one that I have recently started growing bored of.”

The Demon Queen looked surprised and looked me up and down, and I smiled. “You are very talented. This Demon Queen will not speak of your Magic. I swear this on my honor. I will keep this secret even if it is something against the law. You have my word based on my honor.”

I chuckled and looked her over, and I smiled, “How about this: Instead of promising on your honor, Promise it based on your sexual intercourse. Breaking the oath, and I will lock your ability to orgasm permanently.”

The Demon Queen shook her head, “I would not do that. Only for one reason: there are magics out there that can compel even me, and I would not be willing to lose this queen's ability to release pleasure.”

“Good girl, I respect that. Fine, Swear an oath that as long as you are not compelled to forcefully release the information, then I will let the ArchMangus know.”

I saw the Demon Queen shiver but then held up a hand, “On this Demon Queens, honor of my title and this name, Emilia Darkblood, I will not break trust with Countess Mary Firesworn’s secret as long as I am not forcefully compelled by forcefully applied magic.”

I smiled, leaned back, and reached forward, taking a forkful of food, placing it in my mouth, and moaning a little as the mana-filled food melted in my mouth. “Very well. My specialty is Manipulating the human body. It affects the chemicals that make you feel certain feelings and can mess with your nerves and electrical signals. They reinforce behaviors and various things. It has made training slaves boring, so I stopped a couple of years back.”

The Demon Queen looked at me, shocked, and she started to chuckle, “You are very interesting. I never even thought of that field of magic. I am sure there would be a line of Psychiatrists who would love to learn from you. Are you trailblazing this? You must be your father, who was a Fire Mangus. He was borderline ArchMangus, and his writings furthered the field in many respects.”

“Too bad he passed away in the Campain in Canada.”

“May he rest in peace. How is your Mother?”

“She is in Canada being very disappointed in me.”

“Why?”

“I am a dominatrix.”

That ended that topic, and I chuckled, “But yes, I am trailblazing or pioneering the entire field of mana. I have grown bored of it. Frankly, I have reached a bottleneck at ArchMangus to break through. It's boring now. I am skilled enough with my talents and Sadism that I can bend a Masochist bitch in whatever way I want, with or without my magic.”

I saw the Demon Queen shiver and looked at her, “Now, eat, Demon Queen, or should I call you Emilia?”

“You may-”

“No, I decided that I will call you whore. You don't deserve a title or a name, do you Whore?”

The sudden turn in conversation and my sudden domination of our conversation made her shiver, and she looked down at the food. The Demon Queen liked this already, and I could see the blush from the humiliation. This was the start and the hardest part of taking control of this Queen. “Well, Whore, that is what you want to be called, or do you want to be even lower. Maybe Maggot will be good. At least a whore is worth my money.”

The Demon Queen had no ability to take my derogatory comments as she blushed harder than ever, and I tilted my head. “You still haven't replied, Maggot. Or are you even fucking lower than a Maggot? It's getting hard to even think of a lower insect because of how low you are. But I guess this Countess can think of one. I hereby name you Dung Beetle. Dung Beetle, you will answer this, Countess. You have five seconds, or I will start this off with a punishment that this Countess promises will not be painful. It will be hell for you. A hell that those Christian extremists never even imagined. This Countess promises that. Now, Five,” I began counting down, and I could tell that the Demon Queen was overwhelmed.

She was an ArchMangus, one of the most powerful in the world, A general commanding the strongest Mage army in the world, a prospective Queen of the most powerful nation in the world, and here a woman was insulting her and relating her to lower and lower insects. She shivered, and the blush on her face reached her ears. I smiled as I continued, “Four, the Dung beetle. Better talk soon, Dung Beetle; I might choose something even lower soon and decide for the rest of our relationship that is your name. Three Dung beetle.”

My words were an assault and endless humiliation that she had been seeking, and I was wondering how strong her willpower was, and she shivered. “I like the thought of being Fucktoy.” The Demon Queen shivered as she admitted her fantasy, “Something about being someone else toy and being humiliated for it resonates with me.”

“Well, Fucktoy, that means that you accept this Countess as your Surperior in the bedroom,” I smiled, telling her, and she looked up at me and shivered as she realized what just happened. “So now that we have gotten over the simple fact that this Countess rules over you Fucktoy, we can start getting into some pretty interesting conversations.”

The Demon Queen shivered each time I called her Fucktoy, and I loved when a slave knew what they wanted. Dung beetle was not something that rolled off the tongue, although Maggot did. I would probably call her that from time to time anyway; she had a good reaction to that. Darren knows about this, so I would do it in front of him. He would loathe the control, and teasing him with his love for her would be interesting as well.

I wondered how he would react, and it was always good. 

I grinned savagely, leaned forward, and took a bite. “Well, I will tell you something interesting Fucktoy. I have made my schedule open as I saw you did not have the campaign trail going in the next week. So I opened up three days just for a pitiful Fucktoy like you. So I will stay in your bedroom for three days.” The Demon Queen opened her mouth, and I could tell she was about to protest.

“What, you don't want this Countess to fuck your brain out? Make my Fucktoy beg for it all to end after cumming again and again in agony? Under my foot, just begging for more, but for it all to stop like a stupid Masochist whore that has no sense of reason? I thought that was what I was here for?”

The Demon Queen was speechless, and I started to eat earnestly. To my surprise, she did, too, as I watched her think. She was exceptionally skilled at hiding her emotions. But I was skilled in detecting them. Or more the brain chemistry behind them. It was interesting to see that she had no defense to my magic. Then again, I was pioneering it. Until I actively used it against her, would this powerful woman be able to start countering it? I had no plans at this time.

Her blush would have given it away anyway.

“Okay,” She blushed, looking down at her food, and I could not help the light chuckle that left my mouth.

“Hmm, I think you took too long Fucktoy. I think this Countess will go home after dinner.” I said, taking another bite to see her head shoot up and look at me, and for the slightest moment, I saw pure distress. 

“That is okay, Countess; please stay the next few days,” The Demon Queen said, trying to get me to stay.

“No, This Countess could not impose. I practically invited myself into your room. We should take our time, and you can wait. Patience is a Virtue, isn't it?”

My words were an assault on the Demon Queen, and she did not know how to respond. Her mouth opened and closed, and I could only chuckle. “Well, I can see that you are overcome by my kindness, Fucktoy. I know you have so many other things that you can fill the next few days with. Not with the Masochistic pleasure of your dreams. Nothing a Whore Fucktoy like you would be interested in.”

“Countess, I would love it if you would stay a few days with me. I am sure I can delegate all my work so that I can delegate it to others.”

“No, no, I could not possibly do so. You are one of the most powerful women. I could not take up so much of your time, Fucktoy.”

I could see the Demon Queen close her eyes, and I chuckled as I liked teasing her. “You are beautiful Countess. Did you know that? No.” She paused, opening up her eyes, and I saw this woman's spine. It was a very strong one, and I licked my lips as I loved when a slave fought back. “You are extremely beautiful, and there is a reason so many call you the Seductress in our circles. In fact, I did a little look into you, and the more I found, the more amazed I became. Truly a woman of your art. Nothing says anything about you being a Mangus, which was such a delightful surprise, but you are an Intellectual giant in your own right.”

“Oh?” I said, continuing to eat and see where she was going.

“Oh, yes, I started to dig into things, and when I want into files that I am not allowed or others are allowed to see, they magically open up to me, and I can see them.” I chuckled at the insinuation. “So I found something interesting about your almost complete control of almost half of the House of Nobility. No one even recognizes it, and neither did I. Seriously, You have covered your tracks so well that no one would know that after the King, then me, the Demon Queen, there was someone almost as powerful politically. The Countess Mary Firesworn. From a Powerful Fire Mangus, your father accepted the Count Firesworn name, changing your last name to Firesworn from de Finale, an odd last name, if I am being honest, even in the old world. But it was yours.”

“I see you did a bit of history reading.”

“You were much more difficult to trace, though. Even though your life is more recent. You went to Harvard Elementary School, funded by your father, to be with the new Nobility line. You were raised with being Married off to the first Suiter in mind. Elegance and managing finances and business were the focus of your education. You excelled in it, but there was something odd when I looked at your marks as a child. Everything was perfectly in the just an A category. Nothing to trigger the flags. In fact, as we forced Magic into the curriculum, your grades started High. Almost at its peak and dropped from there. If you did not want to show your talent, that continued all the way to University. When just as you were Graduating with a bachelor in Elegance, whatever that is. Honestly, it's some stupid diploma, if I am concerned. But then I looked into things deeper.”

I sighed as she found the records, and I rolled my eyes to remember those boring years. “You took so many courses that I was surprised you had time to sleep. You should have had a Master's in Magic and History. You could have triple-majored, and no one would have tried to stop you. But then, as I asked you about to your Guidance Counselor, he shut up. Never willing to even answer Me, the Demon Queen’s questions. I was borderline ready to compel him but changed my mind.:”

“So?” I asked, feeling bored, and looked at the almost empty wine cup. I let the wine splash around in the clear Sap cup and almost yawned, “Please, Stop boring me with my history. It does not impress me. You are the Demon Queen. Finding out this information for you is if you are willing to put the effort in.” I looked up from my glass and i looked into her eyes, “Stop making me bored,” I finished with a sigh.

The Demon Queen seemed surprised, “Well, I was looking into your history then as you graduated you were slated to marry into the Rothschild family. Benjamin Rothschild I believe before suddenly your father died and before the funeral was even planned you broke the engagement.”

“Okay, And?” I replied my eyes feeling heavy lidded. “Look,” I straightened my spine, “Lets say I got lucky. My father passed away just as you were finishing the unification war in that stupid battle. To be frank, his death was the best thing that ever happened to this Countess and to the title that he received. In five years I took this worthless title to mean something with power behind it and money. My mother might dislike me but she does love the money in my bank account. So, please, Quit boring me. You are the Demon Queen, A masochistic bitch that wants to be under me and I cannot get any more fucking bored.” The complete drop of decorum that I held moments before startled my host. “I am here because you are interesting. You are something new and I am bored. Now, If you are done with telling me about the background check I will see myself out.”

The mana in the room spiked and I slowly turned to the Demon Queen with her characteristic Blue Aura. The Mana was appearing and I grinned as I brought my mana to the forefront. “Oh, I did not know I was here to spar with a bitch.” I chuckled and I did something that no one knew that I could do and I sent a spell. It was almost formless and it was slow moving but I sent it toward the Demon Queen none the less and she watched it float ever.  Icould see her studying it but there was zero way that she would be able to understand it by the time it reached her and she sent back a much more solid bolt of mana hitting me before mine even hit her.

I was launched back away from the table toward the wall in a sudden explosion of formless mana against my stomach. I smashed into the wall and I chuckled as I cracked my neck but the Demon Queen was on the ground from my spell. She was holding her stomach and looked up at me desperate.

“What did you do to me?!” The ArchMagus yelled.

“I told you I amplify things that already exist. Your lust, love and shame toward me have just been amplified by fifty times.” I told her with a smile and saw her shiver as I walked around the table and caressed the Demon Queens Cheek. “It only lasts seconds but right now all you can think about is me likcing your juicy cunt. Worshiping my ass like the whore you are. Begging at my feet.” I chuckled and I brought my foot up and I hit her between her legs as she shuddered and my eyes widened as she grunted and flew a little up in the air from ym strength of kick. She cried out in pain and doubled over for a moment as my spell turned most of it to pleasure. 

But my mind was reeling on something else and I looked at the Demon Queen. “Why the fuck did I just feel a cock on the Demon Queen?”

The Demon Queen shuddered, and I heard her moan, although she was trying to contain it.

I brought my foot forward, and I took my foot out of my shoe. I pressed it up against her chin, and she looked up at me, “Why did I feel a cock, Fucktoy?”

The demon Queen was blushing and looked up at me with defiance, “Because I am intersex, Countess, or Futanari is a more popular term.”

“Interesting; I guess this Countess will stay and forgive your transgression.” I chuckled, feeling happy to go sit back down, turning my back on her before sitting at the table like I was on a throne. “Come Fucktoy, sit down,” I commanded, and the Demon Queen sneered, but i could see the pleasure in her eyes. 

Still, she say down, and I could not help the large smile on my face. At least I wasn't bored now.