In The Office

“Our guests are waiting at the front gate,” the Demon said to Pathfoot. “See them into the main hall.”

Pathfoot simply nodded and, without a second glance at Aaralon, left the room. The door closing behind her, leaving the him all alone with the creature.

The emotion that crept over Aaralon felt like the pale shadow of panic. The dulling of his emotions that the contract with the Demon had brought on stopping him from really feeling much. All he could do was stare at the creature as it watched him with eyes that seemed to the pleasure of a perfect lover and all you had to do was ask.

Eventually the moment was broken when the Demon gestured for Aaralon to come around the desk. A smile curled on its face like burning paper as it sat back in the ornate Chair of Office.

“I want you to meet someone.” It said as Aaralon moved around the desk.

Who that someone was became clear as soon as the demons lap came into view.

Hunched over underneath the desk was the figure of Librarian Little, his lips wrapped around the oversized length of the Demons cock. The man looked up at Aaralon with something like pleading in his bloodshot eyes. The Demon had made its member much larger than before, now it's cock seemed to have the dimensions of that of a horse. It looked like it physically pained Little to **** it into his mouth.

“Your dear Librarian here has been most unhelpful to me.” The Incubus said, conversationally. Even as it reached a hand down at pulled Little’s head forward, the man’s eyes closing as the length of the cock was **** down his throat.

“You see,” the Incubus went on. “He has been refusing to tell me the ways to unlock large parts of this schools book collection. It seems the clever little devil put some fiendish hexes on himself to stop me from charming it out of him.”

Tears ran down Little's cheeks, cheeks which were now starting to go red and Aaralon suddenly though that the man must not be able to breath.

“However he did tell me some interesting stories.” The Demon finished, suddenly pushing his head from its cock and letting him gasp for air.

As the Demon spoke Aaralon suddenly new exactly what “stories” it was talking about. In the school access to books was tightly controlled on all levels. If you wanted to read any book you had to sign it out through Little first.

However if you wanted to read something without anyone knowing or maybe read something above your level. You did have a way to get past the system and that was to cut a deal with Little himself.

Aaralon had heard about what cutting a deal with Little would mean and he had never thought about it. Until he had found his interest in the idea of summoning creatures from beyond the veil that was.

The memories rose up in his mind, unpleasant even in comparison to what had happened to him recently.

He….