I may or may not ever continue this (Anon M/M Asriel)

"I-Is this okay?", you ask Asriel, entering his chambers upon request. A tight top meant for a more feminine body adorns you, accompanied by a short skirt, barely covering your nethers.
He smirks, already nude as he puts his drink down, rising from a lounging position and leisurely approaching you.
"Yees, this will do," he deeply chuckles, his hand sending a shiver up your thigh as it glides towards your exposed buttcheek, only your groin covered by some small panties: "Now who's my good girl~?"
"I-I am", you manage to squeak, the goat laughing in response.
"Now, that didn't sound very enthusiastic. Why don't you try again~?". His words purr gently into your ear as you hear a gentle poof of magic, followed by a light jingle.
You don't need to look to know what that is, the jingling finding itself around your neck in the form of a thick, cold, leather collar, the goat fastening it as you quiver, taking a deep breath.
"I'm your good girl!", you respond, some faked confidence in your voice, shortly followed by a gasp as you are pulled by the neck towards him. "You're my good girl...?", he trails off, his eyes staring deep into yours, his toothy grin intimidating to even the strongest soul.
You gulp, finishing your sentence. "... my lord."
He tugs at you again, this time with a little less force, giving your exposed neck a chilling nibble. "That's better~."

Feeling as degraded as you are aroused, your panties fail to hide your growing excitement, the goat's own having been on show since you arrived. "W-what now, my lord...?", you whimper, feeling his teeth leave a strong sting against you as they move away from your neck. A growl rumbles through the chamber as you see the goat move in front of you, his hands delicately pulling your panties off to the side to fully expose your package.
"Now... You will receive a treat." you yip out a moan as you feel him softly grab your length, running his fingers down until the poke and lovingly cup your balls, before teasing back up to your needy tip. His own hard, strong cock brushes against yours at times, gently frotting before he grabs your cock, starting to pump it.
"You know you don't deserve this one bit, don't you?", the goat whispers, starting deep into your eyes, tugging at your collar whenever his other hand would cause you to moan in pleasure. You're not allowed to close your eyes. Look at your benevolent, loving master.
Shaking your head in response, staring back at his deep, black eyes, he gives a wide grin. "You should be grateful that I even give you pleasure at all. After all, you're mine. For my needs, and mine alone." His stroking quickens in pace, your moans making him deeply snicker. "However, watching you squirm like the worthless bitch you are is amusing~."
And squirming is what you were doing against his body, your tip leaking pre as you are on edge. He leans in, licking the light wound he left on you, the sting returning sharply as you gasp and feel your climax approaching. "A-Asriel...", you whimper out.... Your climax being denied as those words exit your mouth.
Your moan in near-climax becomes a loud whelp, feeling white with pain, being sent to the floor, as Asriel gives a loud smack to your vulnerable sack. His voice growls in discipline, "How DARE you," his hand loudly spanking your asscheeks, keeping you pinned to the ground as he magics a leash to your collar. "You don't have the position to SPEAK my NAME, slut!", he punctuates with more powerful spanks, leaving you helplessly whimpering on the cold floorboards.
Libido all gone, you feel his erection from behind you, positioning that long-awaiting meat between your reddened cheeks. "Well, if that's how you're going to thank me, I'll just have to treat you like I should have from the start~."