Eyes Of Crimson - Stephanie Hudson Page 0,48

each started to pour the thick creamy substance down both girls’ bodies, who had now crossed their legs so that most of the mixture was captured in their laps.

Lush cream coated berries of reds, blackish purples, and blues slid down their skin and each threw their heads back until the last of the contents covered their bodies. I looked towards Asmodeus and his own naked plate to see her near shaking with anticipation of what sexual delights were to come. They both then started to lie back against the table, moving as one as if the whole thing had been rehearsed. They each draped themselves over the bodies behind them before they spread their legs at the same time. This caused the creamy mixture to go gushing down the centre of their bare mounds, coating their eager pussies and literally making a meal out of their sex.

I looked up from the redhead’s sexual display and in between her spread legs found Asmodeus staring at me. The bastard smiled and motioned with a flick of his wrist for me to start. However when I didn’t he spoke up on the fact,

“What’s the matter Lucius Septimus, not feeling hungry?” I snarled in response, one that deepened when he added,

“Or are you just hungry for some other mortal pussy?”

“You play a dangerous game with me King of Sin.” I told him making him smirk after what seemed to be a habit of his shrugging a shoulder and replying,

“Ah, but what is the harm in it really…after all, you should know that my home is like Vegas, what happens here, stays here?”

“Yeah, as a fucking sexual prisoner…clearly.” I said flicking the large ring on the gold collar the girl was wearing, one now splashed with cream.

“I merely invite you to enjoy yourself, after all, it is not like she would ever know,” he remarked sickening me further, seeing as he was speaking about his own granddaughter. So, I told him firmly,

“No, but I would.” At this he started laughing and said,

“By the Gods, what a saint my granddaughter has turned you into…oh, how the mighty fall.” I fisted my hands at his comment and held back from pointing out his own history. But then I knew that would only be a mistake as no one mentioned her name and reminded him of what he had once lost…not if they valued life.

“That is only coming from the view that love makes you weak,” I told him and the second his eyes flashed dangerously I knew I had made a mistake, one that I hoped hadn’t cost me.

“Ah, so it is love then is it…? Well, if it is as you claim it to be then…” He paused and my price of honesty soon presented itself the second he said…

“Time to test it I think.”

12

Sexual Limits

The moment he said this I shouted out in anger, a sound that became lost when I felt every solid surface beneath me sink away into nothing and I slipped through the room like a fucking ghost. I instantly tried to release my wings as I continued to fall, doing so to the sound of high-pitched laughter of those above me. But then when nothing happened, I was only to end up dumbfounded as I felt nothing.

My wings were gone.

Then, before I could think of what else to do, I landed, doing so on a large bed of white silk. Naturally, I quickly scanned my new surroundings, seeing now that I was in a large circular room and at the centre of what looked like an erotic show. The walls were made up of a series of glass doors and behind each one was what appeared to be a sexual act in action. Two women with hands bound behind their backs were lapping their tongues up an erect cock of an overly large demon who looked to be in the seventh realm of Heaven.

Another room held an elderly man being whipped by a demonic dominatrix, who was using her forked tail as the implement of sexual torture. Her victim was shuddering in pleasure, despite the red whip lines that marred his sagging and delicate skin. Others simply held half naked dancers of all shapes and sizes, mortal and demon alike, and each were attached to their single cells with a collar and chain that was bolted to the wall or ceiling in some way.

Then there were those being sexually tortured on a leather clad contraption of some kind. The sound and

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