"Don't move," Devnikolus said, "No matter what happens."With that, his eyes slid shut, hiding those blazing red eyes behind pale lids. Without those h...teful eyes, the Prince of Destruction looked like a beautiful dark haired man.The room grew cold again ... and I knew the Demon was calling his power.It wouldn't be pretty red sparks this time either. Devnikolus was practicing his unique art.In the fireplace, black flames leapt up.They offered no warmth and they offered no light. Within the. It was her tearful going away present for me along with a few other things and accessories like my favorite teal-blue jumper and frilly white anklets and penny loafers which I regularly changed to in Stephanie's finished basement before playing with my real friends.I wiggled its downy organza and lace cloud down over my head and spindly frame and tugged its eyelet-lace hem down till it was just shybelow mid-thigh. I seldom dolled-up this elaborately with mygirlfriends since it took so much time. He also never had time for a girl friend. He knew about girls, and dreamed of what it must be like to feel their soft skin, and taste them and kiss them. But it was all fantasy thus far. The first time he saw the new girl, Tara, he felt a stirring in his penis that embarrassed him. She was gorgeous, he thought, and he'd give anything to spend some time with her. She even said "Hi" to him one day in the hall. He was so tongue tied that he couldn't even return the word, much less actually have a. I hadread the stories, I knew these were supposed to happen but it wascertainly not my idea to implement the requirements. I never mentionedthem to Her, and certainly those first few times dressed in my maiduniform driving to Her home, did not want it to happen. We alsomutually agreed upon a chastity device, which I ordered and paid for buthad delivered to Her home. Again, something many sissy sights andstories suggested. From the very first fitting in Her home I knew thepower it was going.