Category: Pleasure-demon

Six Sentence Sunday 7 May 2018

5/8/2018

As always, I'm lat to the party, but I do have an excuse right now, with moving brain going on!
Today I wanted to bring you something different... A story I haven't shared from before...

This one is from The Chocolate Affair and features a Pleasure Demon and a woman working in a Chocolate Factory... Everything changes when he takes over!

Alone with his thoughts, he realized she had been tight and ready. He hoped to heavenhe wasn’t her first experience since the death of her husband but the thought niggled him.He finished the wine before he placed the glass on the small coffee table, then he opened a portal.
Entara sat, wide awake this time, smiling as she saw him. “Greetings, brother. I hope you have some glad tidings for me.”

Deanna only has her work left and she loves it. When Scheherazade Chocolates is bought out by an off world consortium, her job and that of those working for her are jeopardised. Even worse, the consortium are sending one of their own to inspect the business.

JD Ruan has been sent to assess the situation, but he has a great big secret. He’s a demon and not just any kind of demon. He’s a Pleasure Demon.

Secrets, hidden truths and demons will find their way… Especially when chocolate is involved.

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Six Sentence Sunday -12 November 2017

11/12/2017

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Today, I'm bringing you something a little different. Heard of a Pleasure Demon? Especially one that owns a Chocolate Factory?? Yeah, I thought so...

Alert: NSFW snippet!

The hand that held her hair tugged gently, as molten lava coursed through her body. His lips found the spot beneath one ear, his whispering breath teasing her beleaguered senses.
“Soft. So soft.” He muttered the words and while she shivered sensually...
Beep Beep Beep. An insistent sound roused her from the hot dream.
The same dream that had plagued her for weeks, since JD had arrived.
Awareness offered no release from the arousal that heated her body. She locked her legs tightly together, hoping to stem the hot and wet feeling she experienced, but instead she moaned. Her nipples engorged, becoming hard buds of sexual torture.
“Nooo.” She breathed the words that no one would hear. Traitorous thoughts gathered in her mind of how she could seek release. She tried vainly to push them aside, sobbing as the need grew more insistent while the ache within her remained and bloomed.
With a sigh, she pushed the covers aside. It wasn’t meant to be like this.
Yet she needed the release as deep inside the tight spring wound tighter. She sighed, reaching for the hem of her nightgown. Felt it slip across her skin, grazing her breasts and sensitive nipples.