"Why did you chain me Master?" Janice asked.
"I chained you for I desire to take you, use you and own you as all slaves should be done." Michael replied.
"Master! There must be a mistake. I am not a slave. I am the least likely of any that you would meet to be a slave." She cried.
"I beg to differ beast." He said "You my dear responded well to my touch, so well that one can see your nature deep in those emerald eyes." Michael said.
Then she remembered his touch. How his hands had touched nothing but her pearl and the insides of her tight well. A flush covered her ivory flesh as she thought of what she had done. He was a stranger and she let him get close enough to her for her to yell out in ecstacy. Janice was beside herself wondering what this man thought of her. Here she a total stranger let him touch her after merely a brief talk about stories. About that time she felt Michael’s breath against her ear. Her body came alive at the barest of touches from him. My god what has he done to me she thought. She heard Him whisper "how did you sleep beast?" She didn’t answer at first. Her mind screaming beast? How was she going to get out of here. She kept looking then remembered he asked her a question.
"She slept well Master." she said.
She felt his nail slide up her leg from foot to just above the knee. His face never giving away his thoughts as her eyes lowered once more watching the red line as it marked the flesh. She could still feel the first mark on the hood of that sensitive place that he marked earlier this day making sure she would think of Him every moment for the next 24 hours or longer. Her mind was screaming that is what he wants. He wants to take, plunder, own and over all show off his prize. She had no idea where He desired to show her off. Yet there she was stuck in his house in a black chain that matched the entire interior. About that time the nail scratched down the petal of her bare sex. She cried out helplessly as the heat turned molten. Her eyes widened in total shock at the fire that burned between the silky flesh. Michael was relentless He kept caressing until she felt His hand with those fingernails parting the lips of her labia. He watched her as His nail lifted the hood of the clit. Her cries fell on deaf ears as He smiled at this.
It is funny that they should meet as she enjoyed a darker side of life. She was still unsure as to what He wanted of her but she continued to become totally wrapped in His spell. Finally she felt the pressure as He pushed her back against the fur covered stone. Her body was on fire. Every touch, breath, whisper hit her belly so hard. His body positioned over hers as in one forward thrust He tore her asunder,
Janice screamed loudly as His took what He wanted. His thick shaft filling her so full. Her juices even through light pain flooded her well dripping against her ass. He must have noticed as it wasn’t long before she felt impaled in both orifices of the lower region. Janice gasped for air as the heat coiled and burned her. Her body felt so alive for the first time in a very long time. Her hips lifted meeting His thrusts taking Him deeper into her hot deep well. Her well toned muscles squeezed His cock as each downward thrusts had the fingers pushing deep. Janice’s body was thrashing as if she were going crazy with a primal need that had been awakened. Her whimpers could be heard loudly through the echoing chambers. She didn’t stop though she met His thrusts hard and fast. Her own movements mimicking the desperation her body was delivering in signals to him. Gasping for air as she heard Him Hiss "NOW beast." His own body going tense as she felt the gush of His fluids drench her body soaking up into her womb. The essence filled her to overflowing until it dripped over the sides and down her ass. Janice screamed out loudly as the pleasurable waves consumed her. She continued to move against him though her movements were jerky from the orgasm that had her in it’s grip. Her muscles grabbing at his cock squeezing it and releasing over and over as the emerald eyes closed. Thousands of lights blast through the closed lids as her world exploded in his arms.
Janice was not expecting such from him. It was like he said. ‘I take what I want." Well He sure proved that and then some she thought. His powers of seduction were indeed first class. She truly believed He could go to heaven and convince one of the angels to kiss him against all the rules that are governed in heaven. When he was away Janice could rationalize her reaction to him with thoughts of it has been so long since she had been with a man. She would begin to feel the energy to break free of his spell but he timed it perfectly. Like radar he would be there when she thought she had rationalized everything and all Michael would do is whisper her name. His eyes seemed to bore right through her flesh. Janice became seared completely to his will.
Michael had not thought much of the girl’s request and decided to meet her. What could it hurt. He was the devil anyway so there was nothing this mere beast could do to him. When he saw her he had to admit she had lovely features. Something though lay hidden in the depths of those beautiful gem like eyes. He thought he knew and did know by the end of the next few hours. She was a natural slave. A true slave. Janice did not know this of course but the devil had demons and he knew which were enslaved by him and that which were enslaved from within the heart. His grin grew wider as his plans for the slut Janice began to take shape in his very dark mind. Before Janice knew it she would be owned by him and it would be so fast there would be no escape.
Michael’s plan was to be the devil and continue to weave his spell. Giving her enough alone time to feel she had almost broken free then just lightly running a nail over her thigh, cheek, shoulder, or even his hand in her hair. He knew she responded to these things and it pleased him well to see one so eager to please at his mere touch or a glance at the beast’s body. While she had slept that first night He had chained her and stripped her. As all slaves should be kept.
Janice began to hear noises coming from other chambers. This frightened her as she did not know he seriously meant he was the devil and this was hell. She always believed hell was of our own making not truly a place. The lithe figure pushed up from the soft furs. She knew the chain would go anywhere in this room except towards the door or at least the door out. She found a closet near the fires and peeked in and grasped the broom. Bare flesh made way across the chilled stone to the furs, Janice dragged the chain until it drew taut. Then tossed the furs over the chain, bringing the broom down against the fur watching the dust fly. Images of what had happened upon these very furs exploded within the fragile mind. His massive form with long nails the marks upon the flesh still felt. The broom continued to connect with the furs until there was no more dust to create. Bare feet carried the beast back to the stone that she was chained to for what could be eternity. The furs were laid out and arranged in an appealing way. Fingers grabbed the brush and the lushous girl began to brush the furs. Her hands tore the knots out. The fur was brushed over and over again until it began to soften. Once it softened it began to gleam a color similar to the rock and throne it lay upon.
Janice replaced all the tools that she used and then moved back to the furs. Emerald eyes widened as she heard the bone chilling curdle of a scream. That did it for this time as all the curves folded in together curling into a tight ball. Body cringing against the furs. Helplessly chained here. Michael nowhere in sight. Janice was terrified. She knew whatever that noise was it was coming closer to where she lay. Janice could also tell the screamer was in a rage and Janice was the target. Perhaps this had been part of Michael’s plan but as the thing grew closer Janice began to scream.
