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The Demon

Bad Decisions by BOBI ANDONOV

I might have pushed her too far this time. She seems to be spiraling out of control. The plan was always to convince her that she needed me, but I think I might have created too much chaos in her life. My little siren seems to be struggling. Her drinking and drug use have become more frequent and more intense. Which is how I ended up staring down at her passed out form on her couch.

Even fucked up to the point of near unconsciousness, she’s a damn vision. My sweet siren’s painful pleas call to me across time and space. Her soul screams for me to soothe her, and I will always come when she needs me. Soon she’ll be desperate for me to take control, to fix everything for her, and be her perfect master. She just doesn’t know yet how badly she needs to let go and allow someone else to be in control. My sweet, pink-haired beauty, needs to learn to give up control.

I will teach her. She may need some extra training once she’s mine, but she will get there. And then she’ll see how good it will be when she’s mine. When they’re both mine. Together, we will all be complete.

After coming back from the high school, I watched as she frantically wandered the house. Her lithe form paced up and down her well-worn wooden floors as she panicked about the reality of the situation—the reality that her friend is gone. At least, that’s what she thinks. My sweet little siren has no idea that I have a surprise for her. When she’s ready I will give her the perfect gift—the gift that I‘ve been working tirelessly to perfect.

Eventually her panicked pacing spiraled into a self destructive drug and alcohol binge. She’s really fucked up, so fucked up in fact that she’s almost out cold. But I’d never let her harm herself. If I thought she was going to consume enough to do any real damage, I would’ve barged in and stopped her. No one hurts my girl, not even herself—no one except me that is.

Which brings me to my current predicament, what to do with my incapacitated little love. A good man would make sure she’s safe and tuck her into bed. Maybe leave her some pain killers and water on her nightstand. Maybe even leave her a red rose as a sweet gesture. That would be what a good man would do; the kind of man she deserves.

But unfortunately for her, I’m not a good man.

It might be wrong of me, but as I lift her unconscious form and situate it over my shoulder, my cock twitches in my slacks. She mumbles incoherent nonsense as I carry her toward her bedroom. She flinches as I swat her thick ass that’s pressed up against my face just begging for punishment. Such a responsive little thing, even as she lays almost unconscious in my arms. We’re going to have so much fun tonight.

Her house is small, far too small for the large family we’re going to have. I’ll need to move her out of here and into my much larger and safer house soon. But for now, the few short steps from her living room to bedroom is a blessing. I use my foot to kick open her door, holding her tightly against me. She feels so good in my arms like her body was created to be mine. I let one of my hands caress the curve of her supple ass, stroking her flesh tenderly through her yoga pants. She’s so fucking perfect. Every inch of her is so utterly consumable. From the moment I saw her, I knew she would be mine. Call it fate, or destiny, or whatever the fuck you want, but Olivia Lennox is mine and she always will be. I have never felt so consumed with possessive desire for another person, not until her. And tonight, I’ve had enough of watching; I’m ready to play.

Throwing her off my shoulder, I let her form fall onto the soft mattress of her bed. Her beautiful breasts bounce as she lands, causing my cock to harden further. Everything about her is perfection—from her vibrant hair, her olive skin, her green eyes that shine like fucking jewels, her perfectly perky tits, and that ass. Fuck me. That ass is the kind of thing created by some cruel deity to drive men absolutely feral. It’s the type of ass that could bring men to their knees. And for my siren, I would gladly get on my knees. I want to sink my teeth into the flesh of that plump fucking ass and bite it so hard that it leaves a perfect, bloodied, impression on her skin. The need to mark her tender flesh as mine is so fucking strong that it almost hurts.

I flip her onto her stomach, making sure her head is turned to the side so she can breathe. Then I yank her yoga pants down her legs, exposing her to me. Her tanned skin seems to glow in the low light. She’s so perfect and pristine. I can’t wait to ruin her. The pants pool around her knees and without any underwear on, she lays bare beneath me. Swiftly, I bring my hand down on her ass. The sharp crack of my hand against her skin echoes off the walls around us. She jerks but does not wake. I smack her ass again and again, leaving a perfect reddened handprint on her backside. My handprint. Mine .

“You like that, sweet siren?” I growl as I massage the heated flesh in my palm.

She moans and whines but she’s still so far gone. My perfect passed out play thing. The sight of my reddened mark across her skin has my cock throbbing with need and tenting my pants. The way she moans makes me think her subconscious might be enjoying this just as much as I am. I slightly open her legs and slip a finger between her folds, skimming the length of her pussy so very gently. She’s fucking soaked. Her body knows exactly what she needs, even if her conscious mind doesn’t.

“So fucking wet for me, love.” I bring my fingers back to her pussy, sliding between her legs. She moans and grinds against the bed like my perfect little slut. “You want me to touch you baby? Want the monster hiding in your closet to make you come?” I croon as I lightly caress her clit with my fingers.

I move backwards until I find her tight entrance. My fingers are coated in her arousal but she’s still so fucking tight as I slowly slide inside her. Fuck , she feels so damn good. Her warm walls hug my fingers and I push the two digits deeper and deeper at an agonizing pace. “So fucking tight, baby. But this pretty pussy is going to love getting stretched out by my cock, isn’t it?”

She moans in response, not truly aware of what’s happening but her body continues to react to my touch. Her soul recognizes mine deep within and craves this just as much as I do. The way her pussy pulses against my fingers tells me all I need to know. I find that sweet little bundle of nerves inside her and rub the pads of my fingers against it, causing her body to jerk and writhe with need. She’s so close already, I can feel her walls pulsing against me. But I won’t let her come—not yet.

I remove my fingers slowly, and a small whine leaves her lips as her body sinks back down onto the mattress. I bring the digits to my mouth underneath the mask I’m wearing in order to taste her. I can’t help the moan that escapes me as I taste her sweet lavender and honey. I missed the taste of my girl. I need more of her. Soon there won’t be a single day where my tongue won’t be covered in her intoxicating flavor—once she’s finally mine. I undo my belt and lower my zipper, letting my hard cock spring free. I kick off my pants and slip my shirt over my head, being careful of my mask.

I pull open the top drawer of her nightstand finding everything I need. I grab each item one by one and lay them out on her bed. My cock weeps as I look at everything all set up and laid out for us to play together. Part of me wishes she was fully conscious for this, but I know her mind is not yet ready to accept all that I have in store for her. She will fight me. That’s the thing about my girl—she’s a fucking firecracker. It’s one of the reasons she’s so intoxicating. Her attitude is part of what I love about her. I will have to break down her walls though. Once she sees what I have planned for her, the lengths I have gone to for her, she’ll realize just how perfect we’re going to be together.

“You’re delicious,” I croon as I lift her and undress her fully.

It takes a bit of effort but I position us so that we’re together on her bed. I’m on my knees, with her thighs draped open over my legs. Her back rests against my front with her head lulled on my shoulder. Her breaths are heavy and even, her lids fluttering slightly. In front of us on the floor rests her full length mirror. This way I can hold her up, play with her, and watch it all. It’s perfect.

I bring my hand up to one of her beautiful breasts and knead the tender flesh. She’s made for me; her tit fits perfectly in my hand. She whines as I pull on her sensitive nipple until it’s hard and erect. Reaching down next to us, I grab one end of the nipple clamps and open the clamp. As I bring the metal to her hardened nub, my cock throbs in anticipation. I watch our reflection with rapt attention as I let the ends of the clamp tighten on her skin. Once it pinches her sensitive flesh she groans and her entire body jerks. She faintly moves back towards consciousness while her head flails back and forth on my shoulder. I move to the other side next, rolling and teasing her nipple until it’s hard enough for the second clamp of the set. This time when I bring the metal down to pinch her breast she mewls and her eyes open slightly.

“There she is,” I whisper through the voice distorter in my mask as her heavy lids open enough for her to take in my monstrous form holding her naked body. Her eyebrows furrow as her fuzzy mind tries to make sense of what’s going on. She’s too fucked up to truly realize, but I don’t give her a chance anyway.

Setting my hand on the next item laid out for us, I flip the switch on it and the room fills with the soft sound of buzzing. As I bring the pink toy up in front of her, I watch it grind and vibrate.

“I watched you, you know?” I tell her as I guide the vibrating rabbit toy to the outside of her pussy lips and let it lightly graze against her folds. “While you used this on yourself. I couldn’t stop myself from jacking off while I watched you come. Your pleasure is intoxicating, my sweet siren.”

I tilt her head forward with my free hand, making sure she can see the mirror as I stroke the vibrator against her clit. She moans and writhes against the toy, needing more than I’m willing to give her.

“Eyes open, princess. I need you to watch yourself as you come undone for your demon,” I croon as I shove the toy inside her with a harsh thrust.

She cries out as her body jumps from the intrusion. I don’t give her a moment to adjust. I shove the pink vibrator in and out of her, letting the curved end hit her walls exactly where she needs it. Her heavy lids open slightly as she looks in the mirror, watching her pussy greedily take the toy. Interesting . Her breaths come out in desperate little pants as she careens closer to the edge of ecstasy.

“You like watching yourself, don’t you?” I ask as her blown out pupils focus solely on where the pink silicone is sliding in and out of her pretty pussy. “You’re such a desperate little slut for your own pleasure, aren’t you baby?”

She mumbles something unintelligible while she desperately grinds against my lap. My cock is hard as steel against the soft flesh of her reddened ass. It eagerly pulses, anticipating sinking into her tight hole—any of them, all of them. Fuck, I’d take her hand at this point. I’m absolutely desperate for her. But I won’t fuck her, not when she’s this out of it. No, when I fuck her, I want her completely conscious and aware of the pleasure I’m pulling from her body with my cock. I want her to beg for it like the good girl I know she’ll be for me.

“You want to come for me, baby girl?” I ask as I move the vibrator in and out of her tightness at a punishing pace. “Be my good girl and show me how good it feels.” I give the chain connecting the nipple clamps a sharp pull with my other hand.

That sends my girl over the edge. She cries out and throws her head back against my shoulder as she comes— hard . Her entire body throbs with pleasure as she comes for me. Her cum leaks from her pussy, drenching the toy and my hand.

“Good girl,” I praise her as she begins to come down.

I slowly remove the toy from her body, turn it off, and throw it down on the bed. Moving her off my lap, I lay her down on the mattress. She lets out several, sweet, little, satisfied noises that let me know just how hard she came. Tonight was supposed to be about her pleasure, but I can’t avoid my hardened length throbbing uncomfortably as I run my hand along the silken skin. My cock jumps in my hand at the slight touch. I’m already leaking precum from playing with my girl.

Placing my knees on the bed, I straddle her satisfied and sated form. She’s passed back out, completely exhausted from the intense orgasm I just pulled from her. I use my thumb to spread the precum from the tip down my length. Pumping myself with my fist, I stare down at the infuriatingly addictive woman beneath me. I wish I could let her go. It’d be so much easier to not be this obsessed with her. But I can’t help myself. Every waking thought in my head seems to find its way back to her. She’s slithered her way into my soul and I can’t seem to dampen the intense flame of desire I have for her. Her beautiful breasts sway as I shake the bed with my movements, pumping my cock in desperation. Her nipples are still tightly clamped and held together with a chain; the sight of her chained and unconscious beneath me, at my mercy, is maddening.

“Fuck!” I scream out into the silence of her empty room as I roughly fuck myself with my fist. Leaning back, my balls tighten and I explode. White hot ropes of cum shoot across her tanned skin. Wave after wave of pleasure rolls through my body as I mark her chest and breasts with my release.

When I finally finish I collapse to my elbows, holding myself above her and sucking in deep breaths. I’m shaking from how hard I just came. This girl will be my complete and utter undoing. I lean down slightly and bring the mask against her face, wishing I could pepper her pristine flesh with kisses from my lips.

Once recovered, I rise back up to stand. I retrieve my clothes and tuck myself back into my slacks as I stare down at my sleeping siren. She’s a vision. I hate to leave her but I need to get back to our pet. I remove the nipple clamps and make sure to drape a blanket over her unconscious figure so she doesn’t get too cold. Before leaving, I pull my mask up ever so slightly, just enough to expose my lips. I place a soft kiss against her temple as I whisper to her without the voice distorter for once, “See you soon, my good girl.”