He squirmed around a bit on the table, trying to get away from those fingers. The man who was working on him chuckled in a rich baritone voice, and ho...ked his fingers to pull his ass back to where it belonged. As he did so, the tips of his fingers brushed across a special spot deep inside of him that made him cry out for an entirely different reason.It was like a bolt of electricity had been shot up his ass, lighting his nerves on fire in the best possible way. Suddenly, instead of trying to. Instead, it could inhabit the body of another mortal, and use me until its desire was satisfied. If even this was too close to it for my own security, I could also inhabit the body of another, though it would be one of the demon's choosing. And, there would be one final condition - it could not have me until I had watched my son fulfill his destiny as king and ruler of an empire... or, should it come to that, until after I had seen my son die." The bargain struck, I used a sacrificial blade. You'd take me into the stationary cupboard to do a check of supplies. I'd press you against the wall, urgently undo your blouse and bury my nose in your cleavage, running a silvery train with my tongue from nipple to erect nipple. Then, ignoring your protests, a rough hand thrust between your thighs, i'd bend you over a low lying shelf and hitch up your skirt. My nose would brush the gusset of your knickers as it moistens with your excitement. I'd run my tongue delicately from your button,. I leaned against the doorframe, my posture arrogant, "Yes. Try it on."She stripped, slowly and deliberately, unbuttoning her green silk pajama shirt, although I knew she could just slip it over her head. It was all she wore. Now, she stood naked before me."You've become very beautiful since I saw you like this last."She looked startled by the comment. She even blushed. My whore wife blushed."I still don't have my figure back," she said."I like you better this way," I told her, "You were too.