La_Reina
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" Loren Arielle King" Came the voice just off to her left causing her to turn in a big circle. She wasn't sure what the hell had happened. She was walking home from her car and suddenly she was in a black abyss. It was warm here, warmer than necessary for her jacket and she found herself unzipping the damn thing.
"Hello?" She called out while slowly turning in a circle trying to see or hell trying to figure out what had just happened. Did she suddenly go blind? Have a stroke?
Suddenly two lights in front of her came to life. One was holding her husband Alvin King the other her boyfriend for year Marcus Greene. Loren paused feeling shame. She had been caught. Than she realized they were both tied up, both gagged, and both looking angry and slightly scared.
"What's going on?"
"You, my pretty," came a voice to her left and Loren jumped and turned. The Demon turned and smiled down at her. The smile wasn't friendly, the smile wasn't full of mirth. That smile was the smile of death and Loren would have ran if her feet would move. "... have a decision to make. He!" The demon bellowed loud and pointed to the man on her left. "...thought to summon me to kill your lover! He," he pointed to the right, "...though he could bargain with me. Both men's bargain failed short. They each promised me the soul and life of the other for your eternal love." The demon tilted his head and smirked. "Normally a request like this is easy. I look into your heart and kill the one you love least, but you ... you love them both equally. So here we are. You chose who dies and who lives."
Loren looked to her husband and to her boyfriend reading the shock on their faces. How was she to decide? She couldn't. The demon took a step closer to her and Loren leaned back still unable to move her foot an inch. "Chose or they both die."
"No!" Loren cried aghast that they would be killed. She felt a cold knot in her stomach as she stared at both men. The demon however could see why the humans would fight over such a beauty. Her skin the color of a caramel, her hair was aesthetically of African decent, but it was long and pulled back into a puffy ponytail. Her breasts were a decent size a slight bit more of a handful and she had the trademark wide hips and nice plump ass of a black woman that even had the demon thinking of what it would feel like to back her up against his groin and sink deep into her sheath.
"Enough time has passed," he cried gripping her and turning her to face the men she loved while pulling her against him. He could feel her plump ass against him and he wasn't satisfied by a long shot. He would want to feel more, but this wasn't the bargain. "Choose!"
"I can't. Please."
"Then they both die." He released her and slowly walked towards them both a huge scythe appearing in his hands.
"No stop. I choose me!" He stopped and turned towards her as a new bargain was forming. He waited indicating for her to go on. "Kill me instead." The demon tilted his head in consideration, but it would bring her more misery to kill the two men than it would for her to die and the two men lived. No her death would just bring anger whereas their death would bring true misery, true hate, no satisfaction for his kind to feed off of. He turned back to the men shaking his head no at her bargain.
"Than take my soul. Make me your ... minion or whatever. To never be tortured or killed and to be yours for eternity. Or your queen by your side. Forever. Whatever. Just please don't." Loren's hands were in her stomach and she was half bent over feeling sick that the men she loved more than herself would be killed because of her.
He turned and stared at her. Her bargain was open to interpretation... his interpretation. "My queen, by myself, never killed, never loved by another or touched by another or feel my fire upon your skin burning you inside and out. You will do what I say when I say no matter what I say. You are mine and your will and control is mine!"
"As long as they are not killed and their family line not touch by me, your, or ... your kind."
"Our kind," he corrected her. "Agreed!"
Both men's light went out and she knew just knew that they were in their homes. The demon slowly walked towards her and his hand pressed against the back of her neck dragging him to her while at the same time burning her. She screamed as if she was on fire and he held her still imprinting the bargain onto her. If she was touched by another man she would feel this fire, he will always control her, he will tell her to jump and she will ask how high, she was his. Forever. She went limp in his hands and he turned her jacket into a cloak that went down the length of her body and the hood could easily conceal her features.
"You are forever mine, Loren Queen of mine. And we have a long journey ahead of us. I have vowed to be the King of Demons; ruler of all evil and you will help me. Or we will both die." He breathed her in deeply and took a new form as he walked out of abyss and to his hidden home. She would be reported as missing and never seen again. Only two men knew of her whereabouts and neither would be believed.
" Loren Arielle King" Came the voice just off to her left causing her to turn in a big circle. She wasn't sure what the hell had happened. She was walking home from her car and suddenly she was in a black abyss. It was warm here, warmer than necessary for her jacket and she found herself unzipping the damn thing.
"Hello?" She called out while slowly turning in a circle trying to see or hell trying to figure out what had just happened. Did she suddenly go blind? Have a stroke?
Suddenly two lights in front of her came to life. One was holding her husband Alvin King the other her boyfriend for year Marcus Greene. Loren paused feeling shame. She had been caught. Than she realized they were both tied up, both gagged, and both looking angry and slightly scared.
"What's going on?"
"You, my pretty," came a voice to her left and Loren jumped and turned. The Demon turned and smiled down at her. The smile wasn't friendly, the smile wasn't full of mirth. That smile was the smile of death and Loren would have ran if her feet would move. "... have a decision to make. He!" The demon bellowed loud and pointed to the man on her left. "...thought to summon me to kill your lover! He," he pointed to the right, "...though he could bargain with me. Both men's bargain failed short. They each promised me the soul and life of the other for your eternal love." The demon tilted his head and smirked. "Normally a request like this is easy. I look into your heart and kill the one you love least, but you ... you love them both equally. So here we are. You chose who dies and who lives."
Loren looked to her husband and to her boyfriend reading the shock on their faces. How was she to decide? She couldn't. The demon took a step closer to her and Loren leaned back still unable to move her foot an inch. "Chose or they both die."
"No!" Loren cried aghast that they would be killed. She felt a cold knot in her stomach as she stared at both men. The demon however could see why the humans would fight over such a beauty. Her skin the color of a caramel, her hair was aesthetically of African decent, but it was long and pulled back into a puffy ponytail. Her breasts were a decent size a slight bit more of a handful and she had the trademark wide hips and nice plump ass of a black woman that even had the demon thinking of what it would feel like to back her up against his groin and sink deep into her sheath.
"Enough time has passed," he cried gripping her and turning her to face the men she loved while pulling her against him. He could feel her plump ass against him and he wasn't satisfied by a long shot. He would want to feel more, but this wasn't the bargain. "Choose!"
"I can't. Please."
"Then they both die." He released her and slowly walked towards them both a huge scythe appearing in his hands.
"No stop. I choose me!" He stopped and turned towards her as a new bargain was forming. He waited indicating for her to go on. "Kill me instead." The demon tilted his head in consideration, but it would bring her more misery to kill the two men than it would for her to die and the two men lived. No her death would just bring anger whereas their death would bring true misery, true hate, no satisfaction for his kind to feed off of. He turned back to the men shaking his head no at her bargain.
"Than take my soul. Make me your ... minion or whatever. To never be tortured or killed and to be yours for eternity. Or your queen by your side. Forever. Whatever. Just please don't." Loren's hands were in her stomach and she was half bent over feeling sick that the men she loved more than herself would be killed because of her.
He turned and stared at her. Her bargain was open to interpretation... his interpretation. "My queen, by myself, never killed, never loved by another or touched by another or feel my fire upon your skin burning you inside and out. You will do what I say when I say no matter what I say. You are mine and your will and control is mine!"
"As long as they are not killed and their family line not touch by me, your, or ... your kind."
"Our kind," he corrected her. "Agreed!"
Both men's light went out and she knew just knew that they were in their homes. The demon slowly walked towards her and his hand pressed against the back of her neck dragging him to her while at the same time burning her. She screamed as if she was on fire and he held her still imprinting the bargain onto her. If she was touched by another man she would feel this fire, he will always control her, he will tell her to jump and she will ask how high, she was his. Forever. She went limp in his hands and he turned her jacket into a cloak that went down the length of her body and the hood could easily conceal her features.
"You are forever mine, Loren Queen of mine. And we have a long journey ahead of us. I have vowed to be the King of Demons; ruler of all evil and you will help me. Or we will both die." He breathed her in deeply and took a new form as he walked out of abyss and to his hidden home. She would be reported as missing and never seen again. Only two men knew of her whereabouts and neither would be believed.
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