It Is Good to Be the DemonChapter 60
“I am your slave, your cunt, your whore, your slut!” It came out as a cross between a hiss and a tight lipped moan. The moan was because I had my thumb on her clit, rubbing it just enough to keep her on the ragged edge. The hiss was because I had a good palm full of her pubic hair and was pulling it just hard enough to cause a little stinging. The two sensations together were causing her legs to shake so much that she was in danger of finding herself on her knees next to my chair. As you...