.. mostly. Enough to keep her alive anyway, probably. The Fae can’t possibly fuck the greater creatures of the infernal planes, and this is a real d...mon-lord. All fourteen something feet of him, huge barbed cock included. Mortals ... and us Fae, don’t survive their touch without very careful preparations. They have innate magic’s of their very own that counteract ours. His demonic cock is going to be an unstoppable juggernaut inside of her, his barbs ripping her apart with every single thrust.. She was gorgeous; 5"3, amazing ass, c-cup breasts and blond hair down to her shoulders. She came over to say hello while I was trying to hide the bulge in my shorts. "Dean! How are you?" "I'm good Nikki. Wow you look great! How are you doing?" "Aw thanks Dean you don't look so bad yourself. I'm doing fine. Trying to stay fit, working at Mike's Bar and Grill all summer to save up for school. You should come by!" "Absolutely. I'm free tonight after nine. I'll swing by." I finished work and headed. "Are we clear?" Yes, Your Highness," he said."Good boy." She hugged him closely. "Now hold still. I've decided youshould have a different hairstyle." She picked up the hairbrush again,but this time she used it for its intended purpose, softly brushing hishair out. Then, she did the right side of his hair up in a standardFrench braid, then the left side as well, giving him little girlishpigtails that she tied off with pink hairbands. They were snug, but herhands were very soft, and he tried to. "She gave me a wry smirk. "Yes, of course. This is all just for my 'deal with Bill.'" That's the spirit," I said, watching her.Closing her eyes, she leaned back against the door and simply enjoyed the wind moving over her body. "This feels amazing. I love how I'm so tingly all over. I do wonder, though..." What's that?" I was just wondering whether you would really want me to dress this way if you and I were together, or is this all just a clever ploy of yours ... a devious sort of payback for.