I hoped to pass behind her as if I had never been there but as I grew close the vision with which I was presented slowed my pace until I was at a stan...still, transfixed and gripping the last piece of iron.She was young, no more than 30 I guessed. Long, straight, jet-black hair swept back over cream shoulders, tumbling down the back of a long, full-length ball gown. Her face white, almost as alabaster, but punctuated with dark eyes and full, apparently black lips. She was tall and slim but not. After all, this was Lucifer, himself... or herself... or whatever.“Eternal youth, a body better even than what you have now, and...” Lucy paused, “when you get tired of all this, you become a part of my staff.”“And if I refuse?” Stan asked firmly.“Do I need to play the videos for you?” Lucy asked with a trace of anger in her voice. “I believe the question was, ‘Do I own you?’ Do you remember your answer... both times I asked it?”Stan hung his head and said sadly, “Yes.”“But I only asked it. ..Thanksgiving ------------------- [11/22/2018] ...Christmas ---------------------- SIBC ...New Year's Eve ----------------- SIBC~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2019 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Should it be Continued=======================================================================Prologue [INTRO]======================================================================="Yeah Charlie, it'll be fun. Scared?" my buddy Thomas joked mockinglyfrom the front seat of the car. We originally met junior year of. There seems to be only one way to get my needs sorted and that appears to pay as BDSM is still quite taboo with many too careful to venture with an unknown. I have many fond memories of several sessions and one in particular.I was contacted by a regular TV BDSM Dom(me) and asked if I would like to make up a small group. Oh yes please!. The date was set and I arrived as usual, being the first to get there. As usual again I was taken down into the cellar and undressed then locked in the cage at.