The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)
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				Title: <strong>The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>09-10-2009, 20:32:38</strong>
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				The moon shown high and bright, giving the beach a transulscent blue quality.&nbsp; The surf was treacherous and a party of onlookers standing before a roaring bonfire watch in amazement as the man the called Mako made his way across the giant swell.&nbsp; The slick blond headed surfer seemed to glow against the roar of the dark blue wave that thundered toward the beach.&nbsp; "It is like he is possessed," murmured one of the onlookers.&nbsp; <br><br>Mako loved these moments under the light of the moon.&nbsp; Midnight surfing became his favorite hobby, the fierceness of the ocean drove him on.&nbsp; Otherwise being amongst humans would have drove him insane with boredom.&nbsp; Mako was in exile from hell for losing the "Diabulus Skalkinassus," or the Book of Demon Servitude.&nbsp; It had been stolen from him hundreds of years ago by a human who he had unwisely trusted.&nbsp; She found a way to escape hell, but was easily captured.&nbsp; Of course, not before she had lost the book or hidden it somewhere.&nbsp; It was Mako curse to be here amongst human until he found it and returned to the archives in hell.&nbsp; <br><br>All he needed was someone to open and read form it and he would instantly find its whereabouts, but in the hundreds of years of being here, there was no such luck.&nbsp; So he wasted his time acting like a human, hoping he would feel the itch of the books calling.<br><br>He rode over the top of the way flinging his surf board high into the air as plunged back into the bitter cold ocean.&nbsp; When he surfaced, he was faced with another wave careening toward him.&nbsp; He delve underneath the wave and found his surf board floating on the surface beyond.&nbsp; He quickly mounted and rode into shore.&nbsp; He was going to spend the rest of the evening fucking some surfer chick who worshiped him, but honestly Mako was bored of the whole scene.<br><br>He came to shore and threw his surfboard on the sand and looked high to the full moon.&nbsp; He could hear the soft padding sound of approaching footsteps, and dreaded the onslaught of hugging and kissing that would ensue of the young girls worship.&nbsp; It was a small price to pay before defiling her later, but somehow his interest waned.&nbsp; Then, like a far away whistle blowing of a train in the distance, Mako felt something he had not felt for a long time.&nbsp; "Finally," he whispered.<br><br>The girl tried to wrap her arms around him, but he pushed her away.&nbsp; "Gotta go!"&nbsp; Was all he said as he headed up the beach toward his car.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>"What the fuck!"&nbsp; he heard her say, but he didn't care.&nbsp; He had something far more important to tend to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 09:27:13</strong>
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				Susan watched the shadows grow longer in the cavernous University Library; she was still at work even as the clouds&nbsp; turned to red giving the dark tables a glow that looked a little like blood. She shivered as draft passed under the door. Time passed and sun was nothing but a red line across the horizon.<br><br>One of the lights flickered above her head a buzzed a little as the woman continued working, putting away the books that had been left out, and sorting those that had been replaced in the wrong section. The sky went from violet then to purple to deep velvet black. Susan was distracted by the moon then and realised how late it was but she did not want to go home. <br><br>The woman shuddered at the thought of that, but it was safer to remain here for a little longer. Her hand went to the fresh bruise on her ribs it still ached. Susan jumped as the cell phone went off, she shook a little as she answered it and stammered some excuse about working late and promised she would be home soon. The phone call made her yet more afraid.<br><br>There was just a few more things Susan wanted to do, there was that room, she needed to make sure it was locked and the books has not been touched, she passed through the door and the scent of the leather bound books struck her.<br><br>Her eyes passed over the titles, she was sure one was out of place thus she climbed up on one of the chairs in there and pushed her glasses up her nose, climbed up on it then took it down, and went to find its correct place.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 22:38:33</strong>
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				Mako walked out to his vintage Maserati Spyder, which had&nbsp; small rack on the back he could but his board on.&nbsp; As he was mounting the board, the girl from the beach approached him.&nbsp; "Where are you going I thought we were..."&nbsp; her voice trailed off as she watched him strip off his wet suit, revealing the very toned body that was riddled in tattoos.&nbsp; One in particular below his left ear was actually not a tattoo, but a brand that marked him as a propriety of hell, It was the simple outline of a crescent moon with a slash at the end.&nbsp; It was one of the few traits that could not escape the transformation into human form, that and his large red penis.&nbsp; This had always caught Bridget off guard.&nbsp; Her eyes became transfixed on the dangling red mass, and she couldn't help but lick her lips a little.<br><br>Mako broke the silence "Listen something has come up that I have to take care of, I'll find you later," he had no intention of finding for if it was what he felt it was, then he would be returning to hell.&nbsp; He pulled a pair of jeans and black t-shirt from the back of the convertible.&nbsp; He then pulled the leather jacket on and got into the front seat.&nbsp; The engine started with a roar.<br><br>He looked at her.&nbsp; "I'm sure one of those guys on the beach would fit your needs tonight."&nbsp; And then he roared off.&nbsp; The car sped down the highway.&nbsp; He let his senses guide his path, which eventually led him to a college library.&nbsp; It was an all night libraries that stayed open for people to study.&nbsp; He jumped out of the car and walked up to the front entrance.&nbsp; There was a girl behind the counter.&nbsp; Mako didn't pay attention to who it was, he was looking off in the distance as he spoke, "I am looking for a very rare book, I was told that you have it.&nbsp; It would be an old book, leather bound with strange lettering on the front?"
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>10-10-2009, 23:23:56</strong>
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				Susan started when the young man spoke, the woman had grown more nervous since her relationship with her husband had grown more oppresive. She was an attractive woman yet it was hidden beneath dowdy and simple clothing. She wore a plain suit and her long dark hair was tied into a tight curl. Even her glasses hid the eyes beneath. that and the fact she would bearly look up.<br><br>The woman was obviously afraid. Susan rarely had anyone in at this time of night. If she were to be honest she was more worried about her husband coming and checking on her and finding her with a man that looked like this. She looked at her phone again hoping he would not turn up, for him it would be just another excuse. This young man would not give her a second glance.<br><br>"I...I... am not sure, its very late." Susan thought she remembered the book, but it was in the other room, the one that should not be entered. "Do you know...its ...name..." The woman would not look into the young mans eyes, not even into his face. "Perhaps if you come back tommorow, its very late. Should you not be out with your friends?" She stammered a little as she spoke, he could smell the scent of fear, though it he was not the only one that caused it.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 00:10:26</strong>
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				Mako turned his head toward the woman and took her in more fully.&nbsp; She was the epitome of a librarian, the hair tied back, glasses, her demur glance refusing to look up.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was also filled with fear, but Mako sensed something deeper, more primal.&nbsp; 'This is a soul easily corrupted,' he thought and his human desires found her intriguing.&nbsp; 'It would be fun to corrupt her,' he thought 'maybe as my last thing as a human...' his thoughts drifted off.&nbsp; <br><br>The book came into his mind, 'she has been in possession of it,' his intuition told him.&nbsp; "You know the book I am speaking of and you know where it is," his voice took on a commanding tone.&nbsp; &nbsp; He leaned in and placed his hand upon her chin and pulled her face toward him.&nbsp; &nbsp;He looked deep into her eyes and said, "Take me to it, now."
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 09:23:32</strong>
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				The woman flinched and even let out a whimper as the young man reached out; it was as if she expected him to strike her there and then. The fear became terror when he spoke to her again. Susan visibly paled in front of his eyes as she tried to step back and not look into his eyes.<br><br>“I…I…think…I think…” the Librarian was too afraid to refuse the man. She swallowed hard and bit her lip. Though she knew that ‘that room’ was off limits to students, Susan found herself too fearful to refuse. <br><br>“Please…just…just don’t…hurt…” The woman found herself repeating the same words she had used the night before with her husband. With that thought she looked at her phone, he was expecting her home soon…she was stuck in a quandary, either way could end in more pain.<br><br>Still shaking she picked up her keys and headed towards the room. He thought he might have caught a sob as she moved off. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 17:10:34</strong>
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				Mako could feel her fear, and that it was someone else that she was really afraid of, but he could use for his advantage here.&nbsp; Mako watched her walk, she was shapely and had a really great woman's figure.&nbsp; Her ass jingled a little as she walked and he thought of things he could do to her to celebrate finding the book.&nbsp; Mako also felt she could use a relief from the abuse she must have been suffering to be so fearful.&nbsp; He could sense something within her that would easily awoken that may even give her the strength to change her current situation.&nbsp; 'She just needs a little corrupting and&nbsp; sense of her power' he thought 'and then she may be able to even make this person pay for their abuse.'&nbsp; He smiled to himself and thought 'it would be fun to try at any rate.'<br><br>She took him to the book.&nbsp; Mako noticed right away that it was only part of the book.&nbsp; Someone had broken it up into sections.&nbsp; "Shit," he said outloud.&nbsp; He looked at her in her fearful stance, small tears were streaming down her eyes.&nbsp; He needed more information.&nbsp; He looked closely at her and he recognized she was the one who had opened the book.&nbsp; He opened the pages of the book and then looked at her "How did you get this book?"
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 00:10:24</strong>
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				By now Susan had backed herself into a corner, she could smell the scent of dust and leather, she sensed the age of some of the books. Normally this was her place of solice, it was her place of quiet but now it was a place of yet more fear. At least she could be assured he had not brought her here for ... the worst he could do was strike her. <br><br>The woman continued to sob, her shoulders shuddered as she removed her glasses to wipe her eyes. Susan was already getting ready to curl up in the corner as she knew she would later tonight when she returned home. "Please I...I just...it was in the wrong place, I...I only moved it."<br><br>Her breathing became more erratic, and with it so her breasts followed suit, her heartbeat was faster, Susan looked to the door wondering if she could run.<br><br>"The book was here...I dont know..."
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 18:47:11</strong>
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				Her fear seemed to excite Mako.&nbsp; 'She must find the rest of this book for me.' he thought.&nbsp; He looked closely at the book running his hands over the soft leather cover like he was caressing a lover.&nbsp; He opened it and as if it were speaking to him the room seemed to glow.&nbsp; He spoke the words from the first page slowly and deliberately.&nbsp; The sounds were foreign and filled the air with deep resonating chanting sound of Mako's sonorous voice.&nbsp; He closed his eyes as the last of the words were spoken and then the air in the room changed, a still quiet filled the air, like nothing else in the world existed except for them in that room.<br><br>Mako breathed out slowly with his eyes closed and turned to the woman and open his eyes and gazed upon her.&nbsp; She was frozen, tears streaming down her face, like a prey in the clutches of its last moment just before the predator strikes.&nbsp; He began moving closer to her in very slow steps as he spoke,&nbsp; "You belong to me," he said "you will obey me, above all others.&nbsp; Find your strength from my strength and your wildest, deepest desires shall be fulfilled.&nbsp; Disobey me, and you feel such suffering that you will wish for death.&nbsp; Obey my wishes and you will find pleasure never before discovered.&nbsp; I am your master and I will now test your obedience to me.&nbsp; Remove your clothing and stand before me exposed, so that I may know you in your most intimate form."
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 10:51:27</strong>
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				“Please…I…I cant.” The woman begged, “Please don’t make me,” Susan believed she was hideous, that she was ugly, having been told it so many times. Whatever this man was doing was making her feel as she did with her husband. The woman’s back hit the book case and she seemed to curl away from Mako.<br><br>Susan whimpered, then slowly shaking she began to unbutton her jacket, the woman took it off and clutched it for a short time before dropping it to the floor. He could see her large breasts that she had tried to flatten and bind into a large and unflattering bra. They seemed to beg to be released.<br><br>She slipped off her skirt over her curvaceous hips; she was biting her lower lip trying not to cry. She stood in just her blouse now; her panties were rather unflattering though her hips were more than inviting. As were her soft white thighs which he could see above her stockings. <br><br>After a little more time she unbuttoned her blouse, she was so embarrassed not only of her form but of the bruises and scars on her flesh. The woman stood in just her undergarments. “All of it?” Susan tried to cover herself keeping her eyes to the ground. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 19:25:32</strong>
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				Mako noted the bruises and further her dismal esteem.&nbsp; 'I must find her confidence from somewhere,' he thought.&nbsp; His hand grasped her chin "Look at me," he whispered.&nbsp; Hers eyes peered up at him briefly and then cast quickly downward.&nbsp; Mako followed her gaze and he fixed her gaze upon his.&nbsp; "You are very beautiful.&nbsp; Do not be ashamed."&nbsp; He leaned and in kissed her reluctant mouth, soft and earnest.<br><br>He stepped back and began undressing himself "Keep your eyes on me," he commanded.&nbsp; Every time she tried to look away his voice commanded her attention back to him.&nbsp; He took off the jacket and then pulled off his shirt revealing the toned body.&nbsp; It was hard to discern but between the tattoos were scars.&nbsp; He undid his pants and slowly began pulling them down.&nbsp; He spoke as he did this, "Look see I have my own bruises and scars."&nbsp; He inched the pants over his buttocks and his large red cock dangled and was bare to her.&nbsp; "We have nothing to be ashamed of."&nbsp; He lowered his jeans all the way and step out of them towards her.&nbsp; "What you fear is your strength.&nbsp; Face your fears and you shall over come all obstacles and no one can ever abuse you again.&nbsp; Remove the rest of your clothes," he commanded. 
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 09:17:30</strong>
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				Susans eyes widened as the man infront of her removed his clothing it could only mean one thing, his intentions were more than obvious, yet she could not understand, this was an attractive young man. There was no mistaking that but was he just playing with making fun of her. The woman could not be sure, all she knew was how humiliated she felt.<br><br>When she saw his naked lenth Susan was forces to look upwards into his eyes which made her yet more fearful. His commanding voice forced her to remove the rest of her clothing. She had a beautiful figure, she was full though not fat. Her breasts spilled from their prison even as she tried to cover them with one hand as she removed her panties. The woman had a small belly a curve to in, most likely from having a child, though this only added to her femaninity.&nbsp; Finally she took off her stockings and her glasses.<br><br>Her hands covered her most sensative parts. "Please dont..." Not only was she afraid of this young man but what would happen when she got home and her husband found out. She realised then that she could move no further back and was trapped.
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 19:19:56</strong>
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				Mako could see she was trembling as she pleaded with him.&nbsp; He stepped closer to her, his cock brushing against her, as he hands traced down her breast.&nbsp; He held one breast in his hand, his fingers lightly cupped the breast as he slowly encircled the areola with his calloused thumb.&nbsp; His other hand lightly dragged the back of his hand down the cheek of her face, "you are so beautiful, I can sense much passion in you,"&nbsp; his hand then caressed her chin and then his fingers grasped her face and he slowly lowered himself to kiss her lips.&nbsp; He let his kiss linger, massaging her lips with his as his hand reached behind her neck, pulling her closer.&nbsp; <br><br>The kiss broke with a little saliva dragging between them.&nbsp; He looked into her eyes.&nbsp; He spoke low, almost at a whisper, "Touch my cock with your hand, I want you to grasp it lightly and let it grow in your palm."
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 20:22:19</strong>
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				Susan closed her eyes, but before she did Mako caught a closer glimpse they were an attractive shade, a dark mix of green an blue, the left one a little lighter than the other. But behind her glasses it was not noticeable at least in usual circumstances.<br><br>The woman remained afraid and wanted to continue to cover herself even more so as his hand cupped her full and enticing breasts. The nipple became hard and the areola appeared to pucker The woman even moaned a little but it barely escaped her lips before he kissed her, again she tried to get away, but was unable to and her lips returned the kiss. Though it was somewhat reluctant, Susan had lost the fight so many times…was this just another. <br><br>“Please…just do not …do not make fun of me…don’t mock me.” She was sure that was all he was doing, “I know…I know. I am not…” The woman had been told that so many times.&nbsp; Even if he did stroke her face Susan knew this man could have any he wanted…so why her, if not to play some cruel game.<br><br>The commanding voice was her trigger though and her hand reached out to his shaft, she held it in her hand, and stroked it tenderly, though her eyes remained closed for the librarian would not look upon it.&nbsp; Her fingers were feather like and gentle, sensitive, like gossamer. <br><br>Susan licked her lips of his saliva and swallowed hard.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 20:36:47</strong>
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				Mako spoke evenly and sure whispering in her ear "it is you that are doing this to me, making me hard for you.&nbsp; My cock does not lie," as he spoke his hand&nbsp; slide down her back and then squeezed her butt, as he then he kissed her neck.&nbsp; His cock was growing to its full 12 inch length, growing thick in her hand.&nbsp; His hand slide between her cheeks and in between her legs rubbing her pussy.&nbsp; <br><br>"Admit your desire to me.&nbsp; Tell me what you really want and don't lie.&nbsp; Your body speaks the truth." He nibbled her ear lobe in his mouth and then spoke again, "your wet pussy doe not hide the truth of your desire,"&nbsp; as he said this his fingers began rubbing her clit.&nbsp; <br><br>"You want me to fuck you don't you."&nbsp; He grabbed her hair with his other hand and lightly pulled her head back so her eyes faced his and he said in his commanding voice, deep and low "Admit it!"
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 21:34:08</strong>
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				The woman swallowed again at the size of this massive shaft, of his huge head and yet it grew more in her hands. Surely even if she wished him to taker he would be too large. Her husband was not nearly so large and he hurt her when he just rammed himself into her without thought or care.<br><br>Perhaps his cock did not lie but her husband had told her that even an ugly slut like her would make a man hard.<br><br>Susan let out a gasp as her buttocks were squeezed they like the rest of her was warm and inviting and so very feminine. When his hand reached her bud and her fleshy lips he could feel the heat and how wet the woman was becoming. Yet there was still resistance, she tried to tell him no, yet her will was breaking yet further. In a last attempt Susan tired to close her pale thighs.<br><br>“Please no…you are ...are to big…so big…” Still his fingers upon her were making her grow yet more intoxicated with excitement.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 21:48:17</strong>
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				Still with the mound of hair in his hand, he pulled a little tighter, "My cock is big and full," he whispered "to fill you with pleasure and pain.&nbsp; You fear the pain, but you also want it.&nbsp; Not in the horrible fashion of the vile creature who beats you, but with the delicate care of someone who wants to see you in pleasure."&nbsp; He kissed her neck, letting his tongue run along the side and then whispered into her ear, "I am one who desperately wants to see you in great pleasure, I want you to fill you with my cock, and bring you to the heights of your desires.&nbsp; &nbsp;You do not realize, but there are many who watch you and secretly desire you. The coward who abuses you tries to break you down, because he know he does not deserve you, but I.." he let go of her hair and slid his hand between her breast, "I am no coward.&nbsp; I want you to realize the power in your desire.&nbsp; The power you possess over others you do not know."&nbsp; His hand slid between her legs, his fingers pushing thier way into the soft wetness that was now gushing out.&nbsp; <br><br>"Despite your feeble protest, your pussy screams for pleasure,"&nbsp; he brought his hand up to her face, "see how wet you are.&nbsp; Now admit it to me.&nbsp; You want me to fuck you."
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 22:40:56</strong>
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				Susan’s back arched a little and another moan almost escaped her lips as Mako spoke to her. “Please…n….” she did not finish the word as she felt his hands tracing over her body. She flinched a little when they passed over the bruises that had been admonished the night before. <br><br>Even as her back arched her nipples responded to another influence a draught caught them and made them harder.<br><br>There was a gasp, yet another, that became a half whimper as his fingers parted her thighs and then her fleshy soft lips, she hated herself for finding pleasure in the touch, in the fact his fingers were inside her. Yet he was right, there was no denying the evidence she was wet, her juice was upon his fingers, was causing her thighs to become moist.<br><br>Even the voice was making her feel inebriated, and her long fingers moved along his shaft to his head and Susan began to caress his head as her other massaged his sac beneath. “We…” the woman’s words were lost again, as she grew so warm. Her skin began to glisten.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 23:00:44</strong>
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				He felt her hands intensify around his very hard cock.&nbsp; She seemed intoxicated by his words and he knew she was in his command.&nbsp; He kissed her agian, this time inserting his tongue into her mouth as he hands&nbsp; found their way back between her legs. This time he pushed his fingers inside of her and began massaging the walls within, as their mouths explored each other.&nbsp; He caressed the back of her head with his other hand, grapsing her by the nap, as tongue slid around hers in her mouth.<br><br>Their lips parted and he gazed into her eyes, 'complete submission,' he thought.&nbsp; He put his hand on her shoulder, gently pushing her downward and instructed her, "Get on your knees and lick my balls.&nbsp; If you are good, you will be rewarded." 
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				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 23:31:12</strong>
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				His kisses were so warm, they were nothing like the hateful drunk and rough lips that forced their way in, if she was lucky, nothing like the mouth that bit her skin because it could, even as his tongue eased itself between her lips Susan allowed it, or rather she could not stop it.<br><br>Her tongue joined with his along with her heat as she felt a finger inside her slippery velvet walls of pleasure. She was completely in his power save for moments of nagging fear of her husband. Yet Susan opened her thighs a little further. Her breathing grew erratic, her heart was beating a little faster.<br><br>Even as he stared in her eyes it was as if she was more than a little inebriated. Susan could not refuse and slowly she knelt down the pain in her knee forgotten. Her hands remained on his large shaft and massive head as her mouth dipped beneath. The woman took a breath and then started to lick him, she suckled and the licked again taking him in her mouth and sucking for a short time, all the time her fingers moved over his member. <br><br>The woman closed her legs feeling herself begin to become too aroused, she felt a little trickle down her leg. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 22:06:20</strong>
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				Mako grabbed the back of her head and guided her closer to his balls, lifting his leg and resting it on her shoulder to give her better access.&nbsp; He tilted his head back feeling the warmth of her mouth around his sack, her hands still stroking his shaft.&nbsp; Mako found himself very aroused by her, not like those skinny surfer chicks who were always after him.&nbsp; She was shaped more like a real woman and there was a part of him, the human animal part that just imagine grabbing her by the waist and fucking her hard, but he also had another task.&nbsp; He wanted to make her addicted to him, so that she would do anything for him, specifically so he could track down the rest of the book.&nbsp; He also wanted one last human indulgence.<br><br>'She may even benefit from it,' he thought slyly in his mind.&nbsp; Of course a demon rarely cared about human benefits, but her success would mean she would be indebted to him for eternity.&nbsp; He was not normally a soul collecting demon, but having a few slaves around in hell never hurt.&nbsp; <br><br>He also enjoyed the practice of giving human woman real pleasure, transforming pain and pleasure as one thing.&nbsp; He looked down at his new conquest watching her lick and suck his demon red balls, stroking his shaft with her own saliva and felt his own desires rise.&nbsp; <br><br>"Lick the shaft and suck on the head.&nbsp; I want to see how much of that you can get in your pretty little mouth," he commanded, his hand still firmly grasping the hair on the back of her head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>18-10-2009, 18:41:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan gave a small shudder, she had managed his balls but only barely and she did not believe she could manage even his head in her mouth let alone the huge thick shaft. However even though it was such a frightening predicament, he was clean not like ‘him’ and if she brought his man to orgasm at least he would not take her anyone else. Surely?<br><br>The woman let his sac slip from her soft mouth, and she took pause, afraid of what this young man would do if she did not give him pleasure. As Susan moved closer her breasts pressed against is leg. One hand replaced her mouth and she gently caressed him.<br><br>Slowly her tongue traveled up the shaft, towards its head, which was being, administered to by her other hand. Her lips traveled back down to his sac with gentle kisses, Susan nuzzled his balls again for a moment before nibbling up to his head again. When the woman finally reached it, she opened her mouth, she made a noise that may have been a whimper or a moan.<br><br>Her tongue flicked over his tip and then rolled over it before she took the head inside. He felt her whimper against it, and is was an arousing sensation.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>18-10-2009, 23:04:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;The slurping sounds of his cock in her mouth filled the room, as he grabbed her head.&nbsp; "Good," he whispered as he slowly began fucking her face.&nbsp; He watched his cock fill her mouth, her lips stretched along the edges of his shaft.&nbsp; He could hear the gurgled moans feeling her tongue slide around his cock.&nbsp; His hips back bucking more and more, a few times he pushed himself deeper and she would gag a little on his cock.&nbsp; <br><br>"Very good, my beauty,"&nbsp; he pulled his cock out of her mouth and turned her face upwards toward him so he could look into her eyes.&nbsp; "Focus on me," he said as he&nbsp; inject his cock back into her mouth.&nbsp; "good, keep your eyes on me"&nbsp; He slid the head in and out of her lips as he watched her astonished eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>"You like sucking my cock, don't you," he whispered.&nbsp; "I want you to rub your pussy while you suck my cock.&nbsp; Get it good and wet for when I fuck you," he commanded.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 11:21:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The basest part of Susan on some level was indeed finding pleasure in this sexual act, it had been so long or perhaps even never, that she had found any enjoyment in such activities. She grew yet warmer and indeed gagged at his size, though even through the reflex the woman tried to continue taking him as deep as she could. Her yes focused on his. <br><br>One hand remained on his balls, stroking and kneading them gently her other was on his huge shaft trying to stop him going too deep.<br><br>Susan wanted to refuse for she knew she could not take this inside her, however wet she got. She whimpered again as her mind thought of the pain. She did not really know how to pleasure herself either, the woman had not touched herself since high school.<br><br>Yet there was no refusal, for her mouth was so full and his voice…something about it.<br><br>The Librarian took her hand from his shaft and parted her thighs tentatively the Susan started to touch her lips. Already she was very growing moist. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 21:14:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mako watched her tentativeness at playing with herself.&nbsp; She seemed so timid and shy, and somehow this turned Mako on even more.&nbsp; 'I could mold her to my desires,' he thought.&nbsp; She was so eager in her efforts to please him and now herself, but Mako could see she needed more instruction.<br><br>Mako drew his arm across the table next to him pushing his precious book aside. He stood back from her attention and instructed, "Get on the table and spread your legs wide for me, and I will show you how to properly please yourself."&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 11:44:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan moaned a little as he took his massive shaft from her mouth she gave the tip one last flick and then licked her lips. Her eyes were heavy lidded and she felt as if she were moving through water. <br><br>The woman looked up at the man, he was so different to that which she was used to, Susan could still not understand why this was happening. For now the fear of her husband had almost dissipated.<br><br>She slowly stood then her breasts bounced a little, as she rose her knee was still a little sore yet she barely noticed it. For now her bruises, scars were less embarrassing though they looked painful. Susan lay on the table her breasts parted a little this was certainly a very natural woman. <br><br>After taking a few breaths the woman swallowed hard and parted her legs but only slightly, for even though aroused and excited, exposing herself like that to this young man was more than Susan could manage. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 19:46:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The demon spread her legs for her with his hand and lowered himself between them.&nbsp; He parted her lips, "so beautiful," he murmered watching the pink wetness unfold before him.&nbsp; He let his own finger slide slightly between the labia, smoothing over the wetness over her delicate folds.&nbsp; Then he smacked it lightly with his hand, a smacking sound echoed over the room.&nbsp; "Give me your hand," he commanded grabbing it&nbsp; and placing the tips of her fingers over her pussy. <br><br>"Let my tongue guide your fingers," he spoke as he lowered his mouth over her hand.&nbsp; His tongue pressed hard against her fingers, his hand keeping hers in place.&nbsp; His tongue was strong and began to push her fingers.&nbsp; She seemed resistant at first and his tongue just slid over the knuckle, but then he guided her finger between his forefinger and thumb, moving it in small circles over her clitoris.&nbsp; His tongue slid down the nail and into her gushing pussy.&nbsp; His whole mouth then engulfed her fingers and pussy, as his tongue began sliding in and out of her vagina.&nbsp; He let her fingers go where they will, as his hands began to massage her thighs, pushing the legs wider, as his mouth worked over her pussy.&nbsp; His finger slipped under his chin and began taking her juices and rubbing them over her little asshole, eventually pushing its way into her tight ass.&nbsp; <br><br>He looked up at her as he ate her pussy and hand and watched her face drift into ecstasy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 08:51:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan could barely even think now, she could not believe what was happening to her body, the ecstasy she felt with her body that passed in waves over her flesh was caressing her mind. The woman could not speak, but moans of pleasure passed easily from her mouth. She had never experienced anything like this.<br><br>As her thumb pressed and circled her bud it became yet darker and warmer, the pink became red, and her lips followed suit as they opened like a flower, her petals were blossoming. She tasted sweet, though this was no virgin, it was obvious she had never reached climax, or even found pleasure such as this.<br><br>The woman writhed a little and one hand passed up her warm body to one of her breasts which she began to massage. Her nipples responed just as the rest of her body did.<br><br>There was a sudden gasp as Mako started to toy with her anus and then another as his finger penetrated it. He could be sure that it had never been touched. In another circumstance, perhaps she might have objected, yet even it was giving her so much pleasure.<br><br>The woman continued to writhe on the table her heart was beating so fast now and her moans were interspersed with gasps as Susan struggled for air.&nbsp; Air that was filled with her scent.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 21:23:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mako breathed in the thick scent of her aroma, as her pussy flooded over his face.&nbsp; He wanted her to experience deep powerful orgasm, remember him, long for his attention, do any thing for him.&nbsp; He brought his other hand over and inserted two fingers inside of her wet vagina while the other hand probed her anus.&nbsp; His finger curled upward searching for the magic spot that would send over the edge.&nbsp; He sat back and watch her body wreath in front of him, her chest was breathing heavy, her toes were curling, back arching, as the pleasurable feelings spread all over her body.&nbsp; Her little fingers were stroking her clit.&nbsp; He began nibbling her thigh, and she squirmed, as he bit lightly into the flesh, sucking and licking his way to her soft belly.&nbsp; His mouth finding its way to her breast, as his hands work magic inside of her.&nbsp; His mouth took in her nipple&nbsp; and his tongue began licking the surface, as his fingers furiously fucked her vagina.<br><br>Her moans were becoming wild and animilistic, and his eyes narrow and his head raised.&nbsp; "Let go to me,' he whispered loudly, "Cum hard before your new master and know I will always take care of your deepest, darkest needs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 13:12:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was not even sure where she was now her body writhed and squired against the hard wood of the desk, books scattered on the floor, yet all the woman could feel were waves of passion, all she could feel was an overwhelming warmth over her skin, and yet more within her. It felt as if she were burning from the inside with a smoldering flame. A flame that Mako was fanning with his fingers and his mouth.<br><br>Her hips moved against the man, as his fingers filled her with such ecstasy, her nipples were hard in his mouth, and her clitoris flared with heat and became yet harder.<br><br>The man felt her starting to let go he felt her tighten about his fingers&nbsp; as her mouth moaned yet louder, begging him for something, though in her throws of passion it was almost impossible to discern. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 21:18:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The demon rose and positioned his big red anaconda at her wet opening, and then pushed himself inside of her, slowing stretching her pink orifice to its capacity.<br><br>"Feel the pain and pleasure at once," he chanted as he watched his member sink deeper inside of her, "let it take over you.&nbsp; Command your pain and let increase your pleasure."<br><br>He folded her legs and placed them on her chest and began stroke his beg red meat in and out of her little pink hole.&nbsp; He watched her squirm beneath him, her mind swimming in ecstasy.&nbsp; All the while, he fucked her harder and deeper.&nbsp; The table began to shake, as her moans filled the room.&nbsp; Her wetness was coating his cock.<br><br>He suddenly pulled out of her and stepped back, commanding "Come here and taste your pussy on my cock!"&nbsp; He stood his cock bouncing before him dripping with her juices.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 15:29:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt him fill her with his huge manhood, she was tight about him as he pushed himself deeper as continued to stretch her small orifice. It hurt so much but by now Susan felt as if she was drugged and found only pleasure in the pain of what he was doing to her.<br><br>His voice even drove her on to buck her hips against him, to drive him deeper inside her wet and enticing lips. She grabbed his hands and pulled them to her breasts as the tabled knocked against some of the shelves making more books fall about her. Her breasts were so soft in his hands; her sweet nipples were as hardened cherries now. The demon felt her tighten about him again as the librarian reached a climax one more. <br><br>Susan moaned as he removed his massive shaft from her begging him to fill her again, though still warm and inebriated from all that he had done the woman followed his instructions and knelt in front of Mako. <br><br>First Susan lapped at his balls she suckled them, as her hands stroked his shaft. Then her lips and tongue passed up his length until it finally reached the head.&nbsp; The woman moaned and licked his head flicking her tongue over his tip the woman tasted herself and that only brought more pleasure. She then parted her lips and started to take him into her mouth. The words 'master' were breathed from her lips before Susan started to take him.<br><br>She wanted him to be inside her again, Susan felt a craving.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>23-10-2009, 21:31:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mako decided it was time to truly test her obedience to him.&nbsp; He commanded her to lie face down on the table and then he took her clothes and bound her feet together and bound each arm to the legs of the table, so that she was splayed out with her ass at his full discretion.&nbsp; He then took his shirt and used as a blindfold.&nbsp; <br><br>He that walked around the table and knelt down in front of her blindfolded face.&nbsp; "I am going to expose you now to great pleasure and pain.&nbsp; You will want to have an orgasm, but you must have my permission first.&nbsp; If you orgasm without it you will be severely punished."&nbsp; He did not wait for her response, but then slowly walked back around to where her beautiful white ass was exposed to him.&nbsp; He knelt down and parted her cheeks.&nbsp; Her puckered little sphincter winked at him, as he ran a had along her wet gash.&nbsp; Then he gathered copious amounts of saliva in his mouth and dribbled it from his lips onto her asshole, he then began rubbing it with his fingers.<br><br>He felt her squirm and he smacked her ass hard.&nbsp; "Relax your ass to me," he commanded and then inserted one of his fingers.&nbsp; He reached around with his other hand and began to massage her clitoris.&nbsp; "Trust me and pleasure will fill you, resist and the pain will only become greater," he said this as his finger probed her ass, first one and then two, preparing her for what surely she must know what was to come.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 12:04:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This was becoming frightening again, yet Susan was not quite sure what was happening, she was no virgin that much was obvious, yet the woman had never experienced anything such as this. The woman let him tie her, not only because she was afraid but more the experience had been so exhilarating. Susan had never felt so elated as far back as she could remember.<br><br>Her large breasts were pressed flat on the table, squashed again it dark wood, dark wood that was already slippery already with her excretions. She tried not to make a sound as Mako blindfolded her, but a small sigh did pass her lips. <br><br>Susan struggled a little when she felt him part her cheeks and his warm saliva dribbled upon her. However the way his fingers touched her soft moist lips relaxed her a little more, and the second gasp became a moan. There was a cry Maka heard after the slap, the slap which made her buttocks shudder a little before he eased in a finger between them. The woman tried to relax, yet knew in her mind what was coming. However his fingers upon her wet little bud made it easier for him to penetrate her with his second finger.<br><br>The demon already felt her growing more aroused yet again, he had brought her to this point and further so many time this evening.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>24-10-2009, 22:48:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The demon was slowly transforming into his true self.&nbsp; His form grew in size; his face grew wide and ominous; fangs appeared from his smile; big black bat-like wings sprung behind him; his legs grew more like hind legs of a beast; his feet turned into claws; his hands became thin and long, the nails turned black, and a long whip like tail grew from his tailbone.&nbsp; The only thing that didn't change was his big red cock, which he mounted between her ass cheeks.&nbsp; He was leaning over her back drooling over the tender fresh body, as his cock began entering her little asshole. His hand reached around and slid underneath her belly and began massaging her clit.&nbsp; She squirmed beneath him, he could feel her tightness, her resistance squeezed his cock, but the saliva still dripped from his now gaping mouth, drips extend from his extended red tongue onto his shaft, lubricating its way deeper inside of her.<br><br>He began fucking her harder as she relaxed as the pain turned to pleasure, his strokes long and smooth, gliding in and of her tight asshole.&nbsp; The flesh of her ass cheeks rubbed the side of his cock as he went, adding to his own pleasure.&nbsp; As the passion rose so his strokes quickened, then his tail whipped along her ass living a red trail in its wake.&nbsp; <br><br>He spoke, his voice was deeper more menacing "Experience both the pain and pleasure as one," he whipped again, "As I have mastered your will, gain mastery over your pain.&nbsp; Let it drive you forward, intensify your orgasm.&nbsp; You are so beautiful.&nbsp; Your orgasm are like the quake of the gods shuddering against the earth. You tremble with power.&nbsp; Control them and let it fill you and the earth will shutter beneath your feet."<br><br>He was now fucking her hard the table squeaked the walls shook as his cock and his hand worked her into fury of pleasure.&nbsp; His voice drone in chant, but then changed as he leaned in close, "but do not dare cum without my permission.&nbsp; Beg me or feel the consequences of my abandonment!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 11:15:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan screamed feeling as if he were ripping her in two, she screamed and cried out as her passage was stretched and filled, it burned inside, it felt as if her belly were on fire, the pain was immense. More screams issued forth from her moth they were cries and shouts of pain and pleasure as his throbbing member was pushed yet deeper in.<br><br>Her flattened breasts were pressed against the desk and with each thrust; they rubbed against the wood of the desk, causing her yet more pleasure. Gasps and begging followed each strike of her cheeks from his tail, he could feel her passion and her heat that was flaming within her, he felt her arousal building.<br><br>When his fingers found her clitoris, Sausan thrust again Mako, pushing against him, she begged to let her cum, even as she did a little more of her juices spilled over onto his hand. She was still begging him to fill her begging him to use his fingers in her. He was pushing her over the edge and beyond. The Librarian was thrashing and writhing trying so hard to keep herself from climaxing. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>25-10-2009, 19:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The demon towered over her in his full form, black wings splayed, claws digging into the floor, as his hips pounded his red cock into her little asshole. His face came close to hers as she pleaded with him to cum, his tongue licked her face as he whispered, "I will let you cum now and then I will release you, so you can drink of my seed."<br><br>Then he exited her asshole and plunged his cock into her wet pussy, angling his thrusts to hit her G-spot.&nbsp; She released into orgasm her body went into spasms beneath him, her juices gushed out and dripped onto the floor, her whole body in full convulsions of pleasure.<br><br>He fucked her hard letting her orgasm run its full course.&nbsp; Then he released her hands, but kept her feet bound and the blindfold on.&nbsp; Her dragged her before him by the hair and inserted his cock into her mouth, and released his demon semen for her to drink.&nbsp; His body returned to human form as he came.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 14:51:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan did not even know who she was, what she was as this man penetrated her, as he stroked her, hurt her and yet gave her pleasure. It felt as if he was filling every hole, every orifice with his scent and his huge member, even her very pore seemed filled with his masterful intent.<br><br>Everything was lost to her save the pleasure and the pain that Susan felt with Mako. She obeyed him completely even as yet more of her arousal slipped from her lips. Susan was so hot her body seemed to glow a little. So much of her being now wished him to fill her with his pleasure and the librarian followed his instructions.<br><br>No words passed from her moth now only her pleasure fell from her still pouting lips. Susan had never felt such ecstasy. <br><br>It was then the woman knelt in front of Mako, not even realizing she was in her own juices, still blindfolded the woman greedily took his massive prize into her mouth, taking him deeper and deeper relishing all that he was giving her. Susan’s long fingers took his shaft in cone hand and his balls in the other. Susan was begging him to fill her with his seed.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 23:31:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mako gushed into her mouth, letting everything of him go.&nbsp; He then slid his cock out from her, a thin line of liquid remained connected to his cock from her lips and then as he pulled away collapsed and dribbled onto the floor.<br><br>Mako gathered his clothes and put them back on.&nbsp; The woman was still on the ground where he left her like she was in a daze.&nbsp; He undid her blindfold and knelt before her.&nbsp; "I know you liked that and now know you belong to me.&nbsp; Do not let any other touch you," he commnanded, "do whatever it takes to prevent this from happening.&nbsp; And I mean anything."&nbsp; His voice was menacing.&nbsp; <br><br>He got up to leave.&nbsp; "I will return tomorrow night at the same time, and I will expect more information about where exactly this book came from.&nbsp; If you provide me with that information your reward will be exponentially greater than what you experienced tonight.&nbsp; If you don't you will feel the menacing despair of my punishment."<br><br>He left her still kneeling on the floor completely naked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>28-10-2009, 09:27:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was still shaking kneeling on the floor after a short time, it took her what appeared an age to realize what had just happened, and how exhausted she felt, exhausted yet in so many ways she felt alive. Still the woman knew she could not go home. It was unlikely she would ever be able to go home now.<br><br>Her only chance at least for tonight was to get hold of the money she had been squirreling away. Tonight she needed a new set of clothes and a motel room at least that would give her a chance to think.<br><br>Even as Susan started to dress, still feeling as if she was only partially there, yet there was much to do. She looked at her watched, and hoped it was not to late to get in touch with the curator and see if he could meet her in the morning. <br><br>She dressed and then went to the nearest bathroom to try to clean herself before she left.<br><br>Susan dialed his number as she headed to her car, even know the woman was not sure if she was in a dream if perhaps she had fallen asleep at work. Still for now she must do the bidding of the one that had come, if nothing else than he had shown her a glimpse of something else.<br><br>For now though the women needed fresh clothes and a motel room, and time to gather her thoughts.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>28-10-2009, 21:42:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William Giles answered the phone at a very late hour.&nbsp; He knew Susan only vaguely, but her questions about the strange book left him dumb founded.&nbsp; He couldn't talk about at that moment, but he was willing to meet her at a cafe in the morning and he would relay the story then.&nbsp; <br><br>He was still reeling from the experience, the women who gave him the book gave strict instructions not to open it and stated she would return for it, but needed him to keep it safe.&nbsp; It was not a request he normally would oblige, but then she did things to him that were unforgettable, and before he knew he had agreed.<br><br>He felt strange about the whole experience and now Susan was asking him about the book.&nbsp; He wasn't clear on what he would say, and as he sat in the cafe waiting for Susan he was still not sure how he would approach the matter.&nbsp; He nervously fingered the coffee cup in front of him as he waited.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 09:29:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan had barely slept that night, she had been unable to and even when she managed to drift off, her mind was filled with swimming images of the book and the events of the evening. Even as she thought about Mako she felt both fear but pleasure too.<br><br>The woman had washed her clothes from the night before but put on her new ones. She still looked very conservative yet perhaps there was a slight difference in her demeanor, though her clothes were still rather dowdy, Susan was somehow more sensual.<br><br>The librarian chose a coffee bar a little out of town, one she knew she had no way of running into her husband. On arriving she smiled at William politely ordered her coffee and then went to his table she put her hand out and made polite greetings.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 00:37:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				William shook her hand and bade her to sit down across form him at the booth. He was a small man wearing glasses and his hair was thinning at the top.&nbsp; He seemed very timid in his demeanor, not a person one would think would be of any threat.&nbsp; After the waitress took her order he launched into his story, deciding he was not going to hold back.<br><br>"I got a call from a Wilhelmina Vetis who brought me the book. Very attractive woman, with black hair and full breast, and big red lips, and a sultry voice."&nbsp; He spoke with a wild look in his eye and seemed to be talking like he was in a trance.&nbsp; He then trailed off and stared out the window. <br><br>Suddenly he perked up and resumed his conversation, "At first I did not understand what she wanted, but she asked me to keep the book in our collection, knowing we had a private collection that was not privy to the public eye.&nbsp; Her only request was that we not look in the book.&nbsp; I protested at first stating it was my business to know everything about the books in our collection.&nbsp; She asked me to see her to talk about the issue.&nbsp; I usually don't entertain such things, but for some reason I couldn't resist.&nbsp; We met at a motel and then.."&nbsp; William looked nervously around and he lowered his body close to the table, as if hiding from someone.&nbsp; He then whispered "she did things to me and had me do things to her.&nbsp; Unimaginable things.&nbsp; I cannot go into detail, but suffice to say it all felt incredibly good and was horribly decadent.&nbsp; I felt like I was in a trance the whole time.&nbsp; And don't remember what happened but somewhere in the evening I went unconscious.&nbsp; I awoke the next morning alone in the hotel room, except for the book."&nbsp; <br><br>He sat up and adjusted himself.&nbsp; "I placed the book in special collections and tried to forget about the whole affair, but I can't stop thinking about her.&nbsp; She said she would call on me when she needed the book, but I haven't heard from her.&nbsp; That is all I can really say about it.&nbsp; Was someone looking for the book?&nbsp; You didn't open it did you?"&nbsp; His voice sounded very stern, but also a hint of fear was threaded into the words.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 16:47:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was pleased she had hidden the book well when she left, this whole bizarre scenario was becoming stranger by the moment,. The librarian listened carefully to his answers she could almost sense that the woman he had been with was as Mako, was as the one that she had felt inside her. At least that was what Susan believed. Perhaps she would have to do more research today.<br><br>The woman had not turned on her phone since the event, more that she did not want her husband to call than anything else.<br><br>“No I did not look at it. Why would I is there something I should know about it?”<br><br>Susan had learned a good deal about hiding things in her time with her husband not only words but also items. All she needed to see was if this man knew anything else.<br><br>If he did not there were more ways she could research. After all she had been rather a star at research right up until the first punch.<br><br>“Do you know anything more about this lady? I don’t like to pry…forgive me I was just wondering.” Susan let her eyes fall to the floor and then she looked back up, a little fear in her eyes, sometimes it played to use that. “I mean …just if you can tell me.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 20:48:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				William was staring out the window, as if contemplating some strange ceremony happening in the far distance.&nbsp; "She..." he spoke almost as if it someone else had entered his body "she is beautiful beyond description.&nbsp; Her eyes are mesmerizing, her body is intoxicating."&nbsp; he closed his eyes, "I can almost smell her rich pungent scent," he began breathing heavy, "her kisses are like being sucked into a warm silky mud that engulfs you, covers you in a deep warmth.&nbsp; You loose your breath in hers and your body becomes part of hers, as she sucks you deeper and deeper inside of her, until everything turns a bright shimmering blue, you are translucent, effervescent..." his voice trailed off and he seemed to be feinting.&nbsp; His words turned into a whisper as he spoke the last work, "lost."<br><br>Suddenly, he snapped out of and looked around.&nbsp; He took off his glasses and began cleaning them.&nbsp; "I am sorry, I am very tired, I must have drifted off.&nbsp; Did you say something?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>31-10-2009, 10:58:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan listened carefully to the words of the man, this was certainly not normal behavior, whatever this female was, it surely was not human, or perhaps it was more likely she had drugged him. The librarian took all this into account and put it to memory, she would certainly have to do more research. The word Succubus sprung to mind but that was just a creature of legend was it not.<br><br>But if this was magic, or drugs or whatever it was, what part was she supposed to play, who was this woman, and more importantly who was the man that had come to her last night. Susan was afraid and worried, she knew how she was feeling herself...Perhaps if she focused on what needed to be done and then it would be over.<br><br>“No…no it’s fine, I can see you are tired I am sorry I called you so late. Would you before I leave you too your day telling me perhaps how you met this lady?” Susan had the feeling that she would have to avoid answering any questions.<br><br>Almost in a mirror image the woman cleaned her own glasses. A part of her just wanted to leave completely, but would the 'man' still find her? <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>31-10-2009, 21:53:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				William had placed his glasses back on his head and seemed to had regain composure.&nbsp; "She called me and left me no way to reach her.&nbsp; I did meet her at the Easy 8 motel and I believe are saw her drive up in some kind of red convertible.&nbsp; Some kind of fancy sports car, i couldn't tell, I'm not really an expert in these things.&nbsp; You know can I ask what your interest in the book is.&nbsp; I mean I noticed the cover had a form of Gothic writing that had something to do with serving or being of service."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 09:29:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“I would not worry; I am certainly not an expert in those kinds of things either. To me a car is a car, and as long as it works that’s all I need.” Susan smiled, she had not really smiled in a long time, perhaps it was her tentative steps to freedom which brought this on.<br><br>“Gothic writing, yes I think you might be right, were you aware of the language that was used.” she made a mental note to research that too. “I was just interested when I saw it yester, there was another couple of books in there that you might tell me about too, they were all out of place when I went in there.” Susan offered him the titles of a few other texts. The woman sipped her coffee and looked out the window briefly.<br><br>“You know I am rather a stickler for order.” This was true it came from living with a control freak of a husband.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Batsose</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 22:04:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am the same..." Just then the theme song the old spider man cartoon seem to coming from within Williams jacket.&nbsp; William smiled apologetically and pulled out his cell phone.&nbsp; "Oh my..." looking at the screen to see who it was.&nbsp; He immediately responded.<br><br>"This is Mr. Giles..." he stopped appearing to be listening and then responded to the voice within, "it is funny you should call right now, one of my librarians and I were discussing the book.&nbsp; it seems it was mis..." he stopped and appeared to be listening. "No, no ones looking for it, and Susan has assured me no one has opened it.&nbsp; It was just..." he stopped again and then interrupted "we are not at the library, but I can meet you there for sure.&nbsp; Susan?&nbsp; I'm not sure she is free, but I'll ask... Oh okay... " and then he looked at the phone.&nbsp; "She just hung up."<br><br>He looked back at Susan, "She is heading over to the library.&nbsp; She wants to talk to both of us.&nbsp; She is most determined that you be there.&nbsp; Can you come over today? I know it is your day off..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Book of Demon Servitude (Batsose and Senti)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Senti</strong> on <strong>02-11-2009, 11:43:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan swallowed hard; the smile upon her face was fading now. She was more afraid than he could imagine but tried not to show it. This was all becoming very strange far too bizarre for her. All the woman was, was a librarian, not an investigator…neither was what she became last night.<br><br>&nbsp;The woman took pause, and then took a deep breath, “I am afraid I am not sure I can go, I…I have to go and see my husband, he doesn’t like me to be away too long on my day off.” The point was she was not lying about this, he didn’t. Susan was now wondering if it had been a big mistake not going home last night.<br><br>“Perhaps another day?”<br><br>Susan would ask the man that had come to her last night hopefully. Then perhaps she would understand more.<br>
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