"Yes, Master." She seemed to believe me but was still scared of me. I don't expect miracles but I hoped for them."Master, if you put your clothes outs...de your door before you go to bed they will come and clean them while you are resting." That sounded like a good idea."Then do so, I'm tired and about to fall asleep. Where are you supposed to sleep?" Wherever you would like, Master."Bright Lady, give me strength.Glancing around the room, I didn't see anywhere for her to sleep besides with me.. I have no memory of how that happened, or who reached out first, but it seems we both reached out at the same time. Her fingers hung loosely from mine, and she looked down smiling and I looked down talking, and when I looked up I saw Martha eyeing us. Anita and I had made a date to meet on Tuesday afternoon to browse some Greenwich Village spots, and she wanted me to attend a party with some of her friends on Saturday.As Anita and I were talking to Martha, Anita happened to mention that her. He bit into her shoulder as his cock pummeled her cunt, marking her yet again as his woman. And she thrilled at the pain and the pleasure of it.But now, the orgasm that was building in her loins was stronger than those she had had earlier. She tried to hold it off, but she couldn't. She could feel her body's sweat, and she could now hear her own moans of pleasure, her muffled screams. She clung to his body tightly, now arching her hips hard into her lover each time she felt him slam his love. Who decided Demons were evil and Humans were good? I’ll tell you who: Humans. Such sad, hypocritical, often very confusing creatures that God created because He was bored one day or because He wanted a creature able to vocalize complete sentences enough to praise Him in all His pride and vainglory (and you thought the Son of Morning was proud). Didn’t work out that well if you ask me, but then again who the hell knows what God wants. He’s a puzzle wrapped in an enigma stuffed into a rubix cube.