"Y-Yes Mistress." Ariel began to do as she was told, carefully removing her clothes one after the other. First her skirt, then her top, then the bra, until she faced Zendra in nothing but her panties. They were black, as black as her long hair. 

"Ah, d-don't look. I mean, you can, b-b-but...ngh..." She tried to cover her bare breasts with her arms, looking away from the satisfied face of her lover. "Y-You're getting off on this, right? Seeing a girl like me so vulnerable...." With shaky legs Ariel slid off the bed and walked over to the chair where Zendra resided.

Crawling up to Zendra's lap, she looked up at the taller girl and shifted uncomfortably. The irony of the situation was just too much. Although she was Death, she was still very much an angel. And so to fall for a demon and a human at the same time...unheard of. Ariel nudged Zendra's neck with her cheek and purred aloud.

"Mistress....please, use me as you see fit. Just...please be gentle on this angel," she repeated again.