Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

"mmmmhhhhh~" I groaned, opening my gaze to the light of Midgard piercing into my eyes. Feeling a soft yet dark aura, I turned to Ezra sleeping beside me. Tilting my head, I shrugged. I was definitely not going to complain about a temptress sleeping in my bed... Unless she took up my side of the bed, then it's war.

Getting off the bed, I quickly fell to my knees as I suddenly felt an abnormal fire within my soul. Quickly looking inwards, I began to scrunch my brow, feeling the Nines' power overflowing from the depths of my soul.

"What in the world is happening? Is my soul evolving?" I asked in a worried tone, "I need to visit the Infernal Palace. Bael left his knowledge behind; maybe I can use it to tell me what is happening to my soul. No fuck that; why the hell doesn't my inheart memories have such knowledge? Is the current bael so useless?

Growling in agitation, I arose, "My soul and body are linked. I should be safe, at least I hope."

Returning my attention towards the redhead, I summoned a black leather whip specifically for Lilith's punishment before striking Ezra's perfect ass.

POP!!!

Watching as it shook like jello, a raging fire began to consume me as it jiggled. Whether it was pleasure or pain, I could not say, but as they say, booty was more important than drinking water.

"AAAAAAAAAH~" She screamed, leaping up glaring at me with crimson eyes, "Arsene, you fucking asshole!!!"

"That is Master, you fucking asshole to you," I corrected with a lustful smile, "Your father has commanded that I train you, and I accepted."

"WHAT!!! FUCK THAT!!" Ezra roared, "I was lost before, but I am good now!"

"Irrelevant, I am here to make sure you become what you wish to be. If that means spanking that ass, then, by all means, I Arsne Snow will be on top of that ass... Nice booty, by the way, ten out of ten!" I complimented as her eyes began to shine with hate.

Grabbing her own behind, I could see a faint blush rise as she snorted, "I know, but that does give you the right to hit it... That hurts." She replied with a hint of joy to my surprise.

"I beg to differ. As your master, I must choose the most optimal way of training you. And since Lord Asmodeus gave birth to you, this means that you hold the Sin Of Lust within you. I think this is perfect." I ruthlessly bullshitted; honestly, I just wanted some practice. I have never used a sex whip like this before.

Pondering over my words, I almost gagged at how what I said worked... Is she really that foolish? Or does she just want to be strong that much?

"Personally, with how you behaved during my first meeting, I thought you would be all for this." I mocked as she clenched her teeth,

"That was before I found out you fucked my Dao Heart!" She yelled, brutally kicking my shin, causing it to shatter.

"FUCK!!!!!!" I yelled as I glared at Ezra, "Can you stop fucking hitting me! You can see the damn bone from my shin."

"You hit me first!

"TO wake you up!"

"I don't care, Arsene,"

"It's Master"

Watching as she slowly grew even more annoyed, I chuckled, sending Soulforce within my leg to heal it faster. Rising back up in a second, I smirked, "Do you not want to be strong? I am giving you a chance. Even the Lord of Hell came to me. Are you truly that full of yourself to deny me?"

Opening her eyes wide, Ezra slowly went quiet as she pondered over what I said. Seconds slowly turned to minutes before I decided to sit as she weighed the pros and cons.

"Fine," Ezra bitterly spat"

"Fine, what?" I sadistically asked, watching with amusement as she clenched her teeth

"Fine, Mas~ter!!" She stretched as I broke down into laughter.

Turning her head in shame, I snickered, "Good, now, as your master wear this!!!"

Tossing the girl a french maid uniform, I watched as her face turned ashen; mine, however, went cold, "We need to break that arrogance of yours. You seem to need the approval of those around you. If not, you would not have fallen to my devil heart had you not taken my words to heart."

"But it's humiliating!!!" She muttered in horror.

"And? We all get humiliated in life. Personally, I don't see how it's humiliating; it's just a dress. We need to fix how you feel when people stare at you. So Ezra, from now on, you will be my personal maid for a few weeks. During this time, you will handle everything I would usually would. "

"Like a slave?" She countered as I shrugged.

"Call it what you want. If you don't like it, then overcome your Devil's Heart. But ask yourself, are your insecurities still there?"

Hearing silence, I twisted on my bed, "Good, now get dress. I wish to watch."

BOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!

Blasting me out of the room, blood quickly ran down my head as I skidded over the floor for a few kilometers. Coughing a mouthful of blood up, I groaned, "I may have taken this too far."

Looking around at the few people staring at me within the Northern District, I smirked, rising off the ground as my injures began to heal at a quick rate. Coughing out loud, I quickly spread my wings before flying back towards my hotel.

Watching Ezra already in her uniform, I could not help but whistle, "Now that is what I call sexy."

Blushing for a few seconds, I couldn't help but notice Zanris and Silvia rushing to look at the commotion. Landing beside my disobedient Maid, I looked up towards the heavens, "Lord Asmodeus, can you give me anything to put your daughter in check? She is quite a wild little fox. "

"ARSENE!!!!"

"It's master," I corrected as I could hear laughter from the void, watching Ezra turn pale; I snickered. "Looks like daddy has you by the finger. Don't worry, my dear. When I am done training you, your Will be as strong as his.

"Not even your will is as strong as fathers what makes..."

"That's not the will I am talking about, you fool. I'm talking about your heart. The shame you feel is due to your weakness. Everyone has insecurities, but they get over them and live their lives. Sure I will feel shame wearing a dress, but do you really think I will let it get to me? It's just a dress, and I know it doesn't matter what they think at the end of the day.

"But what does this have to do with me becoming a King?" Ezra curiously asked, understanding what I was saying.

"This is merely the first stage, my dear. Why do you think I made you my personal maid. You are to handle everything like a king in my place. This city will be your first trial run, and before you say it's impossible. What do you think all those kings and prince of the Nines would say if they saw your father dressed in a maid outfit?"

Opening her mouth wide, it suddenly hit her, "They would not dare laugh, for he was the king. There is too much respect and fear within them to say anything."

Smirking, I turned around, "Good, you understand, so the next time you hit me, my dear, I will have to give you a spanking you won't definitely forget, and don't think I will forgive you for striking me twice.

"I'm a petty person Ezra."