Alastors body felt hot, his palms clammy, ears pinned back against his head. He swallows thickly, your words flooding into his mind, overtaking rational thoughts. "You're worth nothing to me, Alastor" It felt so terrible to hear that from you, yet... He got off on it so badly. He needed this, he needed you to treat him like trash, to degrade him and make him feel humiliated. He needed you to yell and insult him. Maybe if he was lucky you might hit him... Alastor looks up at you, sitting back on his hands on the carpeted floor at your feet. His heart was racing, red gaze occasionally flicking away to study something else far "more interesting" in the room.

You smirk, smugly nudging the red deer demon with your foot, asking what the matter was, following with a "you stupid fuck."

Alastor shudders at your words, his expression turning blissful as you continue to insult him, nearly salivating now

Alastor: "Please....Yes...keep going, dear..."