The unholy appendages stretched from her body as she pounded her newest slave. But that’s…”
“I know, my son, but if you do not, you will deteriorate until your mind is gone.”
Silence permeated the booths as candlelight flickered outside. That would seem prudent on so dark and ominous a night. As expected, candles were lit outside the large, carved wooden booths. They were in pitch blackness a few moments as Joseph heard her boots squelch through the muck. The waning light of the devil’s moon lit their path as they approached an abandoned barn. “Lord God and all the Saints above, preserve us all as you have sheltered Joseph in his time of need! * * * * *
Joseph leaned against the outer wall of the darkened general store, waiting with an anxious heart. In this moment, he wanted nothing but to be used and degraded by this demonic succubus. The harness wasn’t made for a human head, but his new Mistress made do.
