A demon, any demon, would destroy her just out of jealousy. Oh, they might use her first, but it wouldn't be with any skill or artistry. Not like her angels. They were the only ones who could do this, and Lucifer had given her to Gabriel. If she didn't try to please him, that was practically a swift and clean death compared to some punishments.
Nothing was like being held on that edge for who knew how long, denied release or even respite. Her voice broke, each breath rasping in her throat, adding more sensation she couldn't escape as her body danced for them. There was no thought outside of that voice, her master's voice. The one she had to obey or lose this forever. It hurt, it felt good, every muscle aching and protesting under the continued strain.
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Date: 2016-05-05 09:01 pm (UTC)From:Nothing was like being held on that edge for who knew how long, denied release or even respite. Her voice broke, each breath rasping in her throat, adding more sensation she couldn't escape as her body danced for them. There was no thought outside of that voice, her master's voice. The one she had to obey or lose this forever. It hurt, it felt good, every muscle aching and protesting under the continued strain.