Perverse Demons

by Maialen Alonso

  “We didn’t need to walk. Demons can move through different planes.” He told her seeing her confused face. “But that’s not important.”

  Lilith opened her mouth trying to reply. It certainly was important. They had just made some kind of corporeal trip or whatever it was. Which made her few questions and doubts disappear, he really was a demon.

  A demon ... he really is a demon.

  Her mind struggled between two thoughts. Should she flee in terror? Or wait to see what happened? Although, if she decided to flee. She didn’t know where she was, or how to get out. While deep in thought, she felt something soft and warm, and she looked to see that Baal had taken her hand and pulled her towards him. Then she looked into his eyes that sparkled like the night and the hand under his dark shirt rose up to his chest.

  She could make out the shape of his body, perfectly cut muscles hidden beneath the fabric. There it was again, that suffocating feeling that stole her breath, heat warmed her cheeks, and she was sure that her face had turned as red as a tomato.

  “Take my shirt off.” He commanded, and her eyes opened wide.

  Was he serious? She had dreamt of a situation like this. Her mind had drawn hundreds of scenarios and many other situations, but she had never expected it to be with a demon, or something that happened so quickly. Or that these creatures of legend actually existed. The commanding tone he used while giving the order, she didn’t know why, but it increased her desire to obey.

  She felt his hands around both wrists leading her to do what he commanded. Lilith grabbed the cloth with trembling fingers, trying not to look at him, because she was sure he would be smiling. Baal was raising their hands slowly, taking the shirt of fine cloth up to his neck, and then he released her wrists.

  With a closed mouth, Lilith nervously bit her tongue until almost causing damage. He had done it on purpose intending that she remove the garment, and her inner voice was screaming with emotion.

  This is a unique opportunity. She told herself. It is completely surreal, but it is happening...

  With a wave of courage she tried to shove the feelings of shyness aside, and lifting up her hands she reached up to remove his shirt. For a moment she felt like the heroine in a novel for vanquishing her fear. Just as she savored her triumph she felt a tug at the waist of her leggings. Baal inserted a finger into the elastic waistband of the leggings that she wore and looked at her frowning.

  “I don’t like clothes.” Capturing Lilith’s full attention, he started thinking out loud. “Don’t misunderstand, I have never been a person who was abnormally interested in sex, but I must admit that your scent arouses me.”

  “Scent?” She murmured.

  He put an arm around her waist, Lilith let out a cry when he fell back taking her with him, letting her fall on his bare chest.

  “You have some kind of effect on me. Luckily I also have that effect on you, creating a perfect balance. I'll have to teach you many things.” Amused he licked his lips in enjoyment. “And if you resist I will have to do bad things.”

  She had to be very strong to close her mouth, because she was afraid that her weakness would betray her and make her scream. Although he helped to silence her voice, without warning he reached down to the most sensitive area of ​​her. Unable to close her legs to stop his hand, since he was lying beneath her and between her legs, she could only try to grab his wrist without success.

  “I've already warned you there would be consequences if you misbehaved,” She heard him as if from a hundred meters away, because she was too focused on the smooth movement of his hand rubbing against her pussy. “Now I'll have to punish you.”

  He increased and decreased the movement of his hand. Lilith couldn’t quite keep silent and soft and sexy gasps escaped her mouth. When he kept his hand moving at fast speed, she began to feel so much of what she desired, and thought she would go crazy. The climax she had yearned for, for so long, was almost upon her and all she could was drop her head to rest on his chest. She heard Baal’s rapid heartbeat and that only served to arouse her further causing an electrifying sensation in the area he kept stroking.

  So close ... she felt a feeling spread from her womb with the force of a stampede, she clenched her fists and thighs so hard she was certain they would hurt the next day. And suddenly it stopped, a second after he removed his hand and placed it on her neck, caressing the tips of her short hair.

  How dare he? She felt frustrated; her body was bursting with desire.

  “That was your punishment.” He sat up while holding her, bringing her with him, leaving her seated on the bed, leaning on him. Lilith raised her face to look at him. “Your accusing look makes me want to do it again.”

  She looked away almost immediately, for a moment she’d panicked at the thought that he would do the same thing, and leave her between desire, frustration and despair. She couldn’t lie to herself; the punishment that she had imagined was an erotic scene of soft core BDSM. And yet, he had been so cruel...

  Lilith looked at wrists reddened by the pressure of being held seconds before. He leaned forward giving her a quick kiss on the lips and then placed his mouth on Lilith’s neck. He began sucking delicately to keep her aroused. Just as she had done, he grabbed the fabric of her blue polo shirt and lifted it removing it quickly.

  Lilith wasn’t embarrassed. The feeling that shook her heart was fear of his not finding her attractive. What if he suddenly got up and left? But that didn’t happen instead he caressed her breasts with his hands, squeezing them gently and causing a sigh to slip from between her lips. An arousing warmth rose from the deepest part of her belly.

  “What desire!” Baal whispered as she looked at him. “We’ll have to do something with that sexy lust that eats you up inside.”

  Without releasing her he moved swiftly positioning himself behind a confused Lilith. Baal grabbed the bra straps, pushing them down till they fell to the sides, and then pushed the bra down leaving her pert breasts uncovered and feeling a gentle stream of air that aroused her and caused her nipples to harden.

  “Look at how beautiful you are.” He whispered, while his tongue gently licked her ear, and he squeezed her nipples with his fingers. “I’m certain you must be wet.”

  Listening and feeling him, she began to have trouble staying upright, so she leaned back against him. Baal meanwhile, slid both hands down to her thighs; her bent legs were supporting her weight and had started falling asleep. Suddenly the touch was different, more direct.

  When she looked down she saw the hands of the demon on her legs. Her leggings had disappeared leaving her in underwear.

  “I hope that this time you’ll behave yourself. Or we will have problems.” He warned whispering in her ear, his breath tickling.

  Lilith felt how he grabbed her hand and pulled her to her knees. He gently guided her up, stopping a moment to enjoy the tremor of that aching body that burned with lust. A moment later, she felt the warmth of her own body. Instinctively, she wanted to close her legs, but Baal's words echoed in her head torturing her. She couldn’t take another punishment like before.

  He placed a hand over hers, and began to move it. She had never played with herself even when she felt a lot of desire. Now he was forcing her and though certainly embarrassed she did it with ease, but had to admit that the feeling did not come anywhere near to what he made her feel minutes earlier.

  He used his body to push her forward. With her free hand she had to bear the weight of her body, but due to a change of position her knees would not hold her upright for much longer. And neither would her arm, which gave out leaving her with her face pressed on the bed and her ass up in the air. Baal's free hand attacked her ass sliding down to caress her pussy, and her ass rubbed against his cock with each movement.

  Unlike last time, she couldn’t keep quiet and her gasps transformed into wanton moans. Their movements increased the pace and she felt the juices from her body coat his hand. She let loose a scream as her lower body clenched in spa
sms and her sight went white as she finally achieved the climax she had so desired.

  Baal let her fall on the bed while he unhooked the bra that was starting to leave marks on her skin. Then he put his index finger on the pink fabric of her underwear and started to lower it and remove it.

  “It seems that wasn’t enough.” He spoke as he grabbed her ass with a firm hand making her writhe and feel the heat of arousal. “You have behaved so well that I will satisfy you as many times as necessary.”

  Lilith was sure she could spend hours like this, until her exhausted body fainted. She had imagined it, but she had been deluded, this was a million times better than her lustful mind had imagined.

  Carefully, he turned around, she was so beautiful with that expression of desire that he was satisfied and would fulfill the promise of his words even if she refused, and he would certainly enjoy her body until her body would only get aroused with him. He never imagined that a simple human would steal his soul in such a manner.

  She slipped between his legs while he unbuttoned the pants that squeezed him uncomfortably until it almost hurt. Having his cock freed was delicious and when he saw that sparkle of interest in her eyes, it made his cock even harder.

  “I know the conventional is not your style.” He lifted one leg and then the other, until they lay over his shoulders. “But we'd better start a little gentle and then go up a level.”

  “No, I don’t know about this.” She whispered after seeing herself in a strange position that left nothing to the imagination.

  She was not sure, but his steady gaze calmed her, and being aware that her experience was simply zero, she thought it best to just let go. Moreover, refusing wouldn’t bring anything good for her burning with the fires of hell need.

  In that position he could see absolutely everything. Especially the way he slowly entered her. It was really strange to feel that pressure rising inside her and seeing his face slightly contracted and full of concentration aroused her, because he was being careful not to hurt her.

  Halfway he stopped and fixed his black eyes on her.

  “Don’t squeeze me so tight or I won’t last.” He gasped.

  “I...I’m sorry. I’ve never done this before.” Baal’s sudden smile calmed her and her muscles relaxed so that he could continue.

  Lilith’s back arched when she reached climax. While he kept thrusting for a few seconds more as he grabbed her ankles tightly. At first it felt uncomfortable, but the feeling gradually changed to something big and wonderful.

  She clutched the thick wood of the canopy bedpost with one hand while the other hand covered her mouth, but Baal, who had just let go of one her legs, pulled the hand away to hear the wails coming from her mouth.

  “No.” He complained when she deprived him of her wails.

  “I’ll have to punish you again.” He moaned, increasing the speed of his hips thrusting, moving to the rhythm of Lilith’s wails. “In the way that you like.”

  On hearing this she went crazy.

  He dropped Lilith’s wrist while she dropped her legs open to both sides. Baal stretched backwards hitting his back against the headboard and leaving her over him. She realized he ceded the control and he was showing her, her place and power, and for the moment she would wanted only to move slowly in revenge, which was impossible, between the desire of her own body and the desire she could feel in him, her plan backfired.

  Guided by the hands of Baal, who had placed them on both her hips, she moved up and down using her knees to rise and sink again and again, as fast as her tired body would allow her. His hands caressed her breasts, which moved with her rapid breathing and shortness of breath.

  She felt the wetness between her legs slide down while she watched the demons muscles tense. A warning of what was coming, Lilith wanted to make it last longer, but the uncontrollable frenzy was unstoppable. She moaned, gasped and trembled when she felt heat emitting from Baal’s body flooding her to the depths of her womb, making her fall forward and leaving her struggling to breathe.

  The muscles of her body squeezed him hard making his climax last longer. It was delicious but not enough, he let her rest a little before continuing, he had promised to fulfill an excellent punishment for her enjoyment.

  He laid her aside while he felt watched by her half closed eyes. He rose from the bed and disappeared into one of the dark corners, which sped up her heart, as Lilith suddenly feared that he had disappeared. But her body now leaning on an elbow relaxed when she saw him return with something in his hands

  “This is going to be really fun.” He muttered approaching the bed calmly. “I hope you're prepared for days of punishment.”

  “But ... my mother will worry.” Her voice trembled as her eyes looked at the long ropes that Baal held. Her lust began to reappear.

  “Calm down.” He pulled both arms upward. “The time is different here. Every minute in the human world corresponds to a day here. And besides, you're grounded. I'll leave you tied while we speak ... Then I will make you scream for more.”

  She breathed calmly with a quiet smile. Yes, talking would be good, because she realized that they hadn’t talked very much, and although he already knew almost everything her. She did not know what kind of things he liked, which gave her a strange feeling in her heart. Anyway, she had an almost unlimited time to suffer her punishment, just thinking about it caused renewed spasms and tremors of healthy desire.

  4. Attractive Greed

  The street that housed the second annual market was full of people looking for things to buy. Among them walked a girl with long dark hair, looking at the booths with interest, hoping to find things to buy at bargain prices. She stopped in front of a table on which they lay different glass beads

  Noelia stared at a pendant that caught her attention. She took it and looked more carefully at it surrounding it with her fingers.

  “It would look good on you.” The vendor approached without delay.

  “But it is very expensive.” She replied after reading the label.

  “Well, to be beautiful you have to suffer, in all ways.” She laughed. “Anyway it is handmade and no two are alike, it’s unique.”

  She put it back and excused herself turning to leave. The pendant was beautiful but the price was exorbitant. She sighed and walked on through the shoving crowd.

  She looked at some more booths, but less expensive things didn’t seem beautiful or useful, so when it was beginning to get dark and people began to disappear, she thought it was time to return to her lonely home. She was pretty upset about losing her free time without being able to buy anything.

  “What the hell?” She stood in the middle of the street with narrowed eyes.

  Ten meters away she saw a guy with a mane of long red hair. His hair was so red that it was noticeable even in the darkness. He was dressed so strangely that her mouth fell open.

  He wore regular black pants, but his torso was covered only by strips emulating suspenders as a crossed x, both straps had metal buckles that reflected the glare from the streetlights and lights. Finally, he seemed to be wearing gloves, but she couldn’t tell with certainty from the distance.

  When he came closer she saw two small horns protruding from his head and the smooth skin of his face was enviable and at the same time magnificent.

  He came from a strange party. She thought numbly. People will not look at him.

  She watched the people walking around him. None of them seemed to notice him, as if he didn’t draw the attention of anyone. However, he did seem to look them at them and when his eyes fell on someone, he would smile.

  A lady dressed in an ostentatious coat and accompanied by her husband, a man of considerable size, walked by blocking her view. Excited to see him again she stepped to the side to regain her field of vision, but he was gone. Incredibly he had disappeared.

  How it is possible? If he had walked by me I would have seen him.

  A little frustrated, she sighed and began to walk up the street towards
her house for dinner. She didn’t realize it, but left behind was man with the strange reddish hair watching her walk away with narrowed eyes, surprised not to see the color of her soul.

  “Incredible.” He muttered. “This the first time I can’t see the color of a human’s soul.”

  Noelia opened the door and entered starting to feel the cold winter. She changed clothes in no time and went into the kitchen to make hot soup. As she stirred the contents of the small pan and struggled not to tremble, she thought about the strange guy.

  “With how cold it is ... and that guy was half naked.” She said to herself in the solitude of the kitchen. “There are really strange people in the world.”

  She poured the soup into a bowl and sat on the brown sofa covered with a blanket. Looking at the photo of her parents before eating, thanking them as she did every night for having brought her into the world, then began to enjoy her dinner.

  Before going to bed she washed the dishes and prepared work documents. It was difficult working as an assistant to a lawyer at nineteen years of age, but she was lucky that a friend of her father had helped her get the job, because after her parents died she had been left alone with no way to survive. She was grateful that the house was paid for as she currently had trouble making ends meet. If she had been required to pay rent or a mortgage it would have been completely impossible to have a roof over her head.

  Noelia covered herself up to her nose because she had no heating as it was very expensive, enjoying the warmth given off by the thick blankets. It didn’t take more than ten minutes to fall asleep from exhaustion still thinking of the strange man.

  A soft light appeared in one corner of the dark room, but did not wake Noelia.

  A figure stepped forward to stand at the foot of her bed. With one fist resting on his hips he looked at the motionless lump and walked around her to sit next to the side table, where he had a good view of the woman, and yet he still couldn’t see the color of her soul, an occurrence that seemed strange to him.