I could see a bulge growing in his jeans, even though at this point, other than a few brushing touches, nothing had happened. He moved in closer, as i... to test the waters. He leaned in to kiss me and I met him. We kissed heavily, his breathing sped up and I could feel his hips thrusting and muscles twitching. He was horny as fuck and about to lose control. His office chair was behind him. I guided him backwards, kissing him and rubbing his enraged cock through his pants as I led him to his. ? "Where do you get them done?" I didn't, I mean I did it myself.? I..." Oh, you should let someone else do them for you!? It is really a treat!?Here, come with me!"? She led him off into another room.? As he walked,he felt the hair brush the side of his face and tickle the back of hisneck.? He felt himself in kind of a surreal trance, unable to stop thisastounding sequence of events.? He found himself in a chair with Stacymassaging a cream into his cuticles.? "Your nails are really short.?. So why is he here?Only then I noticed that I was starving. For the last 80 years, I had to beg for every scrap from Asmodeus, sometimes I had to beg to be tortured just for a small meal. It was even worse when he cut my horns thus cutting my ability to consume Sheol's ethereal energies, making me feel like starving to death. Looking at his sleeping form, my mouth started to drool. A sudden thought entered my mind, telling me that I must resist. It puzzled me, why must I resist? It was my right. He pulled off his ski mask."You," she said."Me." The other three?" she asked."I had my mask on already when they got here, so as far as they knew, I was just one of the other hoodlums that I hired to rape my 'ex-wife' and scare the shit out of you, but absolutely not to hurt you beyond incidental bruises," he explained. A nervous silence fell between them, but he finally broke it again. "You brought your computer in for repairs a few months back. I'm the guy who did the work on it." So that was.