A young slave woman from the mine pits, chosen as a sacrifice.
A demon of insatiable lust.
What will happen when he takes her as his own?
The day starts as any other, yet for me, a young slave woman from the mine pits, it will be a day like none before. I am chosen for the Master – yet little do I know that I am to be a sacrifice for a demon called forth from Hell. A demon of insatiable lust. A demon who demands utter obedience, inflicts pain, and takes whatever he wants. I will be his, utterly and completely. And I want him more than I’ve ever wanted anything before.
This story features BDSM elements; whips, chains, dominance, and submission. It also features voyeurism, a demon with a very, very large appendage, and a pair of imps who like to join in on the action. Not to be read by the faint of heart.
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“The glass of the mirror frosted as though covered in ice and then it shimmered and suddenly Master Asim and I were no longer reflected in it.
Instead there stood a monster, a demon. He was seven feet tall and completely naked. His skin was the red of fire, and his hair was black as coals, with two horns rising on either side of his head. His face was all angles and plains; with cheekbones and chin that jutted unnaturally. Eyes, dark and filled with malice, roamed the room. His frame filled the mirror, thick ropes of muscle bulging from his chest and neck, but my eyes were drawn downwards to the giant – – that hung down his leg, the size of a bull’s.
What would that thing look like when erect?
Upon each of his shoulders sat a tiny imp, exact replicas of their master but no bigger than the length of my forearm. They were dwarfed against his enormous bulk. Behind him, I could see only flames and bare rock, and with horror I knew that I must have been looking into the depths of Hell.
The demon came forward and ducked his head. He stepped through the mirror and was suddenly in the room with us. Immediately, I could feel his warmth radiating towards me like flames. I could not draw my eyes away from the demon’s member, swinging as he walked.
“Oh, great Lord!” called Master Asim, though it would seem that here he was the servant. “I have brought you this morsel to satiate your lust!”
The demon turned its black eyes towards me and smiled, showing rows of sharpened teeth. When it spoke, its voice was a booming rumble that thudded inside my skull. “You belong to me now,” he said. “Please me, and I shall give you ecstasy beyond your imagining. But displease me…” His face grew angry, and I quivered with fear and expectation.
The demon stepped closer.
Asim moved away, taking a seat in the chair behind us. I could see the lust and excitement on his face. Whatever was going to come next, he was going to be a spectator and he was going to enjoy it.
“You are to do exactly as I say,” said the demon. “You will not speak, will not make a noise, unless I order it. You shall do nothing, touch nothing, unless I order it. I own you, completely. Understand?”
I swallowed and nodded.
The demon smiled his sharp-toothed, malicious smile. He reached out a single, long, black-clawed finger and touched my shoulder. A burning pain jolted down my arm the moment his nail laid against my flesh. I looked down to see a strange symbol, glowing on my skin where the demon had touched me. The demon pinched the corner of my robe. The dress disintegrated beneath his touch, turning to ash that floated around me as the last tendrils of material disappeared.
I was completely naked and at the mercy of a demon.
“Over there. Hands and knees. Now.”