Demoness's Secret (details inside)

[Kousotu]

This post is completely out of character.


This story is about a lesbian demoness who "falls in love" with a man, but is not when a special woman crosses her path. The demoness till be played by badbadgirl23. We need a female LES dom, for later in the story. Feel free to post out of character and story if interested.

 

[badbadgirl23]

Blood-red skin, yellow cat's eyes matching her bright-yellow hair that was short but seemed to neatly lie everywhere, and black leather seemed to befit a demoness well enough. Her knee boots with their gothic silver buckles up the sides, her leather pants and leather tank top made the five-foot-tall demoness seem hot and wild. And that was even before anyone knew that she liked to party.

No one could ever puzzle out the red skin, but no one seemed to care, either. All they saw was her tits and her ass - not that they didn't want to see more. Much more. But they were mortals, and Mordeka had never really bothered getting to know mortals. They were there to provide souls to be servants in hell. They brought her her wine, they brought her her steak, and they brought her her raunchy songs. But that was it.

But now she was curious. The last relationship she'd had had been about five hundred years earlier, with a demon, and it hadn't ended particularly well. Being melted into nothingness by Satan himself had a tendency to affect that kind of thing. Besides, he was kind of annoying. But she'd watched the mortals for some time now, and she wondered what it was like to live amongst them. She was going to find out.

The first thing she noticed was all the couples out in the open. In Hell, the only couples were the ones on ruling thrones - thrones like hers. Being the devil's little girl had its advantages, and then some. This told her one thing: she needed a man. Maybe just a trophy, to seem normal. Her skin hadn't changed for some reason when she'd come to Earth, and neither had her eyes. Maybe she could pass as a heavily tattooed girl; she'd heard some mortals did that kind of thing - tattooed their whole body with something just to show off. And she also noticed that hers was the only hair that was yellow, not blonde; there was a difference. Oh, there were dyed hairstyles; but none were so vibrant as hers, and hers was natural besides.

So Mordeka went to a local bar to scope the scene. She tried a drink called vodka and loved it, but intimidated the bartender into leaving her well alone when he demanded to be paid for the drink. She swiped a wallet from some passing guy; it had a lot of money it in. Now she had cash. She was almost normal. She started wondering what kinds of things men did with women on Earth - besides sex, of course. She was looking to hold an appearance and maybe get some info, not get laid, after all.

 

[Kousotu]

Kumiji had been watching the scene and paid for her drinks. He ventured over with another as she finished her first one, handing another over and sitting with her. "I'm Kumi. How are you?"

(that's about as big as I can do, hope that's ok)

 

[badbadgirl23]

Reminding herself quickly to speak in the human language English instead of her own demonic variant of mixed Latin and Greek, Mordeka looked the man up and down and said, "That depends, Kumi. I am Mordeka. What can you do for me? I mean, what can I do for you?"

Mentally, Mordeka cursed herself. She was trying to pass for human, and here she was trying to be her demonic self. She truly was a fool indeed if she thought those on Earth would obey her like the pitiful souls in Hell would.

 

[Kousotu]

He slid a drink over. "I thought you might like some company Miss..." He cursed himself for not getting her name and looked over at the bartender. "Two more Dave."

 

[badbadgirl23]

((I gave you the name...but I'll pretend you're absent-minded or something. LOL ))

Fool human. He couldn't even remember her name. She hoped vodka didn't impair her that manner.

"Mordeka."

She said nothing else, but took the drink and nodded a curt thanks to the other man. She sipped it before continuing.

"So. You didn't tell me what you want in return for this."

 

[Kousotu]

He looked at her, she was sure a beauty. "It would be my honor if you would join me for dinner tonight, and walk you home tonight."

 

[badbadgirl23]

Home? Oh, of course...not her real home - the home she'd 'acquired' a few days ago when she entered this miserable excuse for a planet. It was a twenty-two-room, two-floor colonial with a huge basement and matching attic. It seemed to suit her well enough, for the time being.

She shrugged.

"Sure, why not?"

She downed her drink with hardly a thought about it and said, "Where to, Kumiji?"

 

[Kousotu]

He smiled gently, there were plenty of places on the block he could take her. "How bout Keurten's on the corner?"

 

[badbadgirl23]

"Lead the way."

She had no idea where or what he was talking about, but one place was probably as good as another. Besides, she'd get a chance to sample human food. Of course, that was kind of a redundant statement; in Hell, humans were food - literally - but still. It would be interesting - she hoped.

 

[Kousotu]

He gently took her hand and lead her to the restraunt, sitting her down fists then sitting across from her, a small smile on his face.

 

[badbadgirl23]

Mordeka's eyes bulged and she almost choked, though there was nothing in her mouth or throat. He - he TOUCHED her! No one touched her! No one! Not without her permission! But she quickly gained control of herself and let her be led, not letting on that there had been anything out of the ordinary occurring. Holding hands must be a human custom.

She took a look at the menu. At least she knew something of humans - not much, but something anyway. She ordered a large, juicy steak and a tall vodka martini. She was going to explore as much as she could, including drinks and foods, if it killed her - which she doubted it would.

 

[Kousotu]

Kumi ordered a shrimp basket with a Burbon, his usual. He folded the menu and handed it to the waitress. After she left he turned back to his date. "What's a beauty like you do for a living?"

 

[badbadgirl23]

"Whatever I want."

Which was true enough. Once she got into that underground vault door hiding all the money (beneath the basement, through a trap door even she hadn't been able to locate at first), she'd be filthy rich on this damn planet and could buy enough men to make it look like she was fucking queen, nevermind the daughter of the greatest of the demon overlords. For now, though, she'd settle for the mansion and the money she could glean from rich snobs in this town.

"You?"

 

[Kousotu]

He smiles softly, unsure how she would take his comment. "I train demonesses to be obedient servants to their husbands. I get payed $2,000 a demon, depending on time and willingness to be broken."

 

[badbadgirl23]

Her kitty eyes narrowed slightly. So there were people here who knew about demonesses. Which was all fine and dandy - if everyone knew about them. If not, he'd best keep his mouth shut.

She had to remind herself that she had no power here, though. Oh, sure, her appearance remained the same as it was in Hell, and she was still immortal - but she could feel physical pain nonetheless, and her strength and demonic powers didn't exist here.

"Well, I suppose it is fortunate then that I have no husband to train me for."

 

[Kousotu]

He smiled softly. That was better than he expected. As their food arrived he smiled, he was hungry.

(When I leave I will be returning a short time later.

TO female readers: be sure to read the first post.)

 

[badbadgirl23]

(('Kay.))

The food was delicious. The steak was cooked to well-done perfection, the baked potato that came with it was soft and buttery, and the martini was wonderful.

"So. I've taken the Morsgoff mansion. Mr. Morsgoff is dead now, and I'm in charge of it. That's where we'll be walking if you still want to walk me home."

 

[Kousotu]

He nodded and walked her home, taking her home, leading her into the house. "I had a great time. Can we do this again sometime?" He kissed her hand gently, trying to be a gentleman.

 

[badbadgirl23]

That action was a curious thing. Perhaps it was some human custom of nobility. Had she not minded her face, she would have sneered at that thought openly.

"Certainly. I'll be around. Somewhere."

 

[Kousotu]

He smiled as she went inside and he headed home, going to bed for the night. He had plans for this girl. He wanted her in his bed as soon as he could get her.

 

[badbadgirl23]

It was a few days later when she saw the man again. Or rather, when he saw her. She was inspecting a book on ancient witchcraft and witches' rituals in a local bookstore. The bookstore was rather large and spread out; it was no Barnes & Noble, but it was certainly better than most.

 

[Kousotu]

He sat beside her. "Hey there!"

 

[badbadgirl23]

She looked up from her book hesitantly. She was engrossed in a very interesting passage about sacrificing children to the devil in exchange for slave girls.

"And hello to you. I take it you're well, Kumiji?"

((Think I got that right...))

 

[Kousotu]

He nodded. "Interesting choice. Wanna go to a club tonight?"