I shivered in nervous ecstasy as I came all over the pentagram on my floor. Around it were 5 candles on each point, an 8 inch dildo and a collar and chain leash. I quivered and dropped to my knees, chanting in Latin, barely audible as the orgasm I just had took a lot of breath out of me. I completed the summoning ritual and waited, naked and on my knees, ready to submit to the demon I hoped would come.
Then he appeared. I had closed my eyes in exhaustion and opened them to see something in my room. He stood close to 2 metres tall, with a muscly build and deep red skin, however physically not too indifferent to a human. Minus the horns that shot from the top of his head, over a mess of short black hair. I looked up into his equally black eyes, and he looked down on me, soft, weak and vulnerable.
"You summoned me?" He asked, his voice deep enough for me to feel the words vibrate through my body.
"Y-yes," I answered. "I offer myself to you, f-for your pleasure." I felt my face heat up as I blushed, finally being able to say these words out loud.
The Demon hummed thoughtfully and then said, "Sleep naked and I will consider you willing to let me into your dreams, there I will make full use of you, boy."
"In my dreams?" I asked, slightly puzzled, I had shaven from the nose down and prepared myself to be taken just after the ritual.
"Yes, in your dreams, more discreet, like our little secret." The Demon answered, "You will still feel all sensations on your body when you wake."
"So if I sleep naked, you'll come?" I asked, more to clear it up for myself than anything.
"Yes, it shows me that you consent, if you sleep clothed then I know not to come." The Demon explained.
"I didn't know demons cared about consent?" I questioned, lifting an eyebrow.