<em>Oh really? Well, I have reason to believe that these runes are actually </em>powered<em> by your bloodline, which means killing you would probably free me,</em>the demon quite convincingly bluffed, wanting to put some fear back into her. Still, he walked back to his blackened seat and sat, locking his fingers together around her torso as he set her small frame down on his lap. Grinning, he forced her body through the motions of a lap dance, sliding her naked rear over his swelling manhood.... letting her get a good feel for the size of the thing he was going to force into her as it grew larger and larger.<br/><br/>The woman who had brought her in crawled over to Erythnul's seat, changing back to her natural form as she did. She had bluish skin, dark eyes, bat-like wings, and black horns on a voluptuous frame. Her long, dark hair finished the picture. The demoness, completely nude, curled herself around the left leg of the chair, waiting to be called upon by her master once again and smiling that she had been able to please him.