Sweetp4u
Mischief Maker
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- Aug 22, 2001
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Ana
I lost track of time sitting in these rooms. No one ever approached me and No one ever had to punish me either. I could tell my bulk was vanishing, I was losing weight, turning lighter. This caused more and more frustration.
I would spend hours in their gym working out and pushing myself. But it was never enough. I needed to be lifting more, not these small weights.
Each night I crawled into bed, wondering why I was here? Lucifer never visited me, though he summoned a different female every night to share his bed. The mistress of the harem helped me when ever she was certain I needed it.
Very seldom now did I worry about anyone coming near me. I did leave the harem one day, planning on going to earth when I stopped by a window in the subway. I was slimmer, brown hair now instead of black. My eyes had lightened to a soft doe brown hue instead of black. Growling in frustration I went back to hell instead of proceeding to work.
When I came back after being gone only a few hours, the Mistress of the harem looked at me curiously, but said nothing.
I went into my dark corner and stayed there. And have been there now for the last three weeks. I left only for food, and always returned to the same place. I glanced down at my body and realized it too was going lighter on me, and softer. No longer was it scaley, but smooth. I kept shedding layers and layers of skin. Frustration was eating me up inside, I was wasting away to nothing. Soon I wouldn't even be a match for night if he came for me.
I curled up and went to sleep, not hungry now, just tired and bored senseless.
I lost track of time sitting in these rooms. No one ever approached me and No one ever had to punish me either. I could tell my bulk was vanishing, I was losing weight, turning lighter. This caused more and more frustration.
I would spend hours in their gym working out and pushing myself. But it was never enough. I needed to be lifting more, not these small weights.
Each night I crawled into bed, wondering why I was here? Lucifer never visited me, though he summoned a different female every night to share his bed. The mistress of the harem helped me when ever she was certain I needed it.
Very seldom now did I worry about anyone coming near me. I did leave the harem one day, planning on going to earth when I stopped by a window in the subway. I was slimmer, brown hair now instead of black. My eyes had lightened to a soft doe brown hue instead of black. Growling in frustration I went back to hell instead of proceeding to work.
When I came back after being gone only a few hours, the Mistress of the harem looked at me curiously, but said nothing.
I went into my dark corner and stayed there. And have been there now for the last three weeks. I left only for food, and always returned to the same place. I glanced down at my body and realized it too was going lighter on me, and softer. No longer was it scaley, but smooth. I kept shedding layers and layers of skin. Frustration was eating me up inside, I was wasting away to nothing. Soon I wouldn't even be a match for night if he came for me.
I curled up and went to sleep, not hungry now, just tired and bored senseless.