I'M NO ANGEL

He wanted to know what she wanted? She thought that she was making it pretty clear with the way that she was moving her body around him. But the demon had asked something of her, and she would obey. "I want you, master." She said, her vocals low and full of her need for him. She wanted to feel, to grow numb after this encounter. She wanted to walk away from this with the feeling like she actually meant something, that her body could feel this kind of bliss, the release that she so desired.

Othello could tell that she would be walking away from this one with scars, but she didn't care. She wanted him to bite her, to make her bleed. A mix of pleasure and pain would surly drive this dame over the edge and let her plunge into the feelings that she so craved. She didn't want to be numb anymore...

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