lovemeister0
Really Experienced
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- Mar 5, 2010
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He walked down the sidewalk this night like he owned the entire city...in fact, he did. The city revolved around him and his whims. At any notice he could end these pitiful human's lives, but then no one would be able to serve his lustful desires. Every so often, he would take a walk through the city looking for any women in need of his skills. Once he found what he was looking for, he would tempt them...feed them on their lustful state until they were vulnerable and willing. Then all he had to do was fuck them and fuck them hard. Strange thing about demons, they can make you feel all sorts of things and even hold certain "feelings"; certain pleasures back. Their bodies aren't designed to withstand such strong restrictions and when they are allowed to succumb to the pleasure, they die. Although, a female has many uses, even after death. As the soul leaves the body, it can be taken away for re-use.
Unfortunately, his vast collection has grown stale to him lately. He needed something new, something interesting. A gentle cool breeze swept over the street blowing his jet black hair back. The all black suit fluttered as the wind picked up, but the dark red tie remained in its place tucked in. The lights in the lamp posts behind him started to flicker for a moment before he continued walking. His dark piercing eyes stared ahead at the path in front of him. This darkness was nothing to him. His own realm could fare worse.
The breeze continued again, but this time there was something different. It wasn't the coldness of the air, but rather the smell. It wasn't the smell of car exhausts that filled his nostrils, but something sweet. It was something he hadn't the pleasure of enjoying for decades. He found the trail of the smell and started to follow it back to where it originated. If his senses were true he was on the path of an innocent woman. Such rarities were a delicacy in the demon realm, but he knew the smell, the taste, the pleasures of such.
He stepped into the shadows and disappeared, only to reappear in the shadows a ways down. It was hard to pick up on the trail of the scent, but it was still there. He teleported again following the trail. He knew he was getting closer. The smell was so intoxicating to him. He came across a wide building, two stories high. The sign in the front read Central Library. He used the shadows to teleport himself inside the closed building. Even though it was closed, there was still one life within. He appeared from the shadows cast by one of the bookshelves.
He walked from the row of books looking for the woman still within. Tonight was going to be fun...and delicious.
Unfortunately, his vast collection has grown stale to him lately. He needed something new, something interesting. A gentle cool breeze swept over the street blowing his jet black hair back. The all black suit fluttered as the wind picked up, but the dark red tie remained in its place tucked in. The lights in the lamp posts behind him started to flicker for a moment before he continued walking. His dark piercing eyes stared ahead at the path in front of him. This darkness was nothing to him. His own realm could fare worse.
The breeze continued again, but this time there was something different. It wasn't the coldness of the air, but rather the smell. It wasn't the smell of car exhausts that filled his nostrils, but something sweet. It was something he hadn't the pleasure of enjoying for decades. He found the trail of the smell and started to follow it back to where it originated. If his senses were true he was on the path of an innocent woman. Such rarities were a delicacy in the demon realm, but he knew the smell, the taste, the pleasures of such.
He stepped into the shadows and disappeared, only to reappear in the shadows a ways down. It was hard to pick up on the trail of the scent, but it was still there. He teleported again following the trail. He knew he was getting closer. The smell was so intoxicating to him. He came across a wide building, two stories high. The sign in the front read Central Library. He used the shadows to teleport himself inside the closed building. Even though it was closed, there was still one life within. He appeared from the shadows cast by one of the bookshelves.
He walked from the row of books looking for the woman still within. Tonight was going to be fun...and delicious.