demon summoning gone wrong

[celestialdragon]

"Sounds good to me. Your place or mine?" she asked, mentally relaying the time to Christophe.

 

[bindingeagle]

"How about yours?" he said, grabbing her ass when no one was looking.

 

[celestialdragon]

Tessa gave a sharp moan, relaying that information as well. "Alright. 8 PM my place. Bring your toys," she said.

 

[bindingeagle]

"Always," he said, taking her aside. "I need help with the photocopier," he said.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Sure, what's up?" she asked.

 

[bindingeagle]

Once they were in the room, he barked softly, "Panties. Now."

 

[celestialdragon]

She nodded and looked around before slipping off her panties and handing them to him.

 

[bindingeagle]

"I want you to be looking forward to tonight, so every hour for the remaining time you;re here, I want you to slip into the bathroom or wherever and edge yourself for ten minutes. Got it?"

 

[celestialdragon]

She nodded. "Yes, Sir," she said softly.

 

[bindingeagle]

"Thanks for the help," he said, taking a stack of papers out with him.

 

[celestialdragon]

"No problem," she called out. She picked up her own stack of papers.

By the time work ended, she was incredibly wet and horny. It was hard, edging herself for ten minutes every hour. But she managed, and she drove home.

"Christophe? I'm home," she said, entering.

 

[bindingeagle]

"How was work, pet?" he asked, giving her a hug and a kiss.

 

[celestialdragon]

"Let me put it this way: I nearly filed the same report four times, and I literally tripped over nothing after lunch," she said, hugging and kissing his cheek back.

 

[bindingeagle]

"It's 6:00 now. Do it every half hour until 8." he said. "I'll make dinner since you're so distracted."

 

[celestialdragon]

Tessa groaned. "Better hop to it, then, it's been an hour since I did it last," she said, trudging off to her bedroom.

 

[bindingeagle]

Christophe began making pasta and garlic bread, listening for her moans.

 

[celestialdragon]

Tessa came out, looking positively distracted and messed up. "You boys are going to end killing me with all this edging," she panted.

 

[bindingeagle]

"You'll be very much ready when we fuck you," he said, "How did you want this evening to go? I noticed you wanted a game."

 

[celestialdragon]

"However it goes is however it goes. I want it to be as natural as possible," she said, running a hand through her hair. "I want it to be like a game, though, yes. What do you want me to wear?"

 

[bindingeagle]

"You said good cop/bad cop, if I remember," he said, "Which am I? Also, surprise us."

 

[celestialdragon]

"I figured you would probably be the good cop," she said, throwing her hands up in the air.

 

[bindingeagle]

He fixed her a plate. "I think I can do that," he said. "I'll be the best cop I can be."

 

[celestialdragon]

She ate hungrily, stopping midway to go edge again and came back ten minutes later. "I am going crazy," she confessed around a mouthful of pasta.

 

[bindingeagle]

"I can tell," he said. "If you need relief, just think about my throbbing cock going in there." he said with a mischievous look on.

 

[celestialdragon]

"What I need to do is stop edging," she groaned, trying shake the image he just put into her head out. "And calm down a little."