Oh crap, there’s a box of Demonic Sex Toys I was supposed to test!

Since we were waiting around anyways, I decided to show everyone around the house, seeing as they’d be living there for the time being. As I realized I probably made the house even more inconvenient to live in while showing them my room, I saw a familiar brown cardboard box.

“Crap! I forgot Lucy’s toys she wanted me to test!” I thought, panicking inside, before remembering she wanted them tested by the end of the month, which was at least a few days away. Granted, it couldn’t hurt to test some or all of them right now, could it? With that in mind, I grabbed a box cutter and cut open the package, saying “Oh, also, I forgot to mention this, but I have to test sex toys for a demon monthly. These came in yesterday, you guys wanna help me test them out?” as I pulled out a clipboard with six identical forms attached. Here’s roughly what the format for them was.

“Name:

Sex Toy Type:

Effectiveness: ?/10

Cruelty: ?/10

Pleasure: ?/10

Keep: Y/N (2 left for the year)”

Beverly chuckled “Ah, demonic sex toys? Not my first encounter with the supernatural, but I remember demons were especially fun to play with, yes.” while pulling out one of the sex toys from the box, some kind of fleshlight with a mouth on one end. I flipped through the forms until I found one with a picture of the thing itself, which was apparently called the “Drainage Pipe”...?

Popping open her lab coat, then flipping up her skirt to reveal her raging footlong of a dick, she was about to insert it into the fleshlight, emphasis on “was about to”. Once she put the tip close enough to the sex toy itself, the mouth opened, and gobbled up her member until she was balls deep, though I guess she doesn’t have any balls, whatever, you know what I mean.

Beverly’s face instantly twisted and contorted into a mask of pleasure and pain, as odd and inconsistent moans left her mouth like “OOOoooO_ohHhhHh_HHHHOOoo...!...?” It was an odd scene that continued for, like, five straight minutes. Nobody was sure what to do, until eventually Beverly collapsed, falling on her back with a crosseyed grin on her face. I moved to pull the flashlight off of her somewhat catatonic body, finding that not only was there practically no leakage of whatever juices or fluids the thing made her orgasm out, but that her dick for once looked deflated, like this whole time she’d been a grower.

Looking at the description on the fleshlight’s form, I read “The Drainage Pipe is a premium onahole that’s made to drain any dick of its semen as quickly and as pleasurably as possible. It’s tantamount to condensing all of a person’s potential orgasms before a point of exhaustion into a back-to-back single sensation. After draining the user of all of their semen, said user will be impotent for at least three days and at most two weeks, and no matter how much they try to coax the Drainage Pipe into servicing them again, the device will refuse to drain them again until they can regain their erection. It’s very possible to get addicted to this pleasure, as most natural orgasms don’t last as long as the one provided by the Drainage Pipe.”

I winced. That Lucy could get real sadistic, couldn’t she? If the masses of hell were **** to go through this, it’d be a tease like no other. Beverly then shot back up, shouting “Give it here! I need to test it again!” and grabbing the Drainage Pipe from my hands, trying in vain to get it to open its mouth. Shaking my head, I filled out the form.

“Name: Drainage Pipe

Sex Toy Type: Fleshlight/Onahole

Effectiveness: 10/10

Cruelty: 8/10

Pleasure: 5/10

Keep: N (2 left for the year)”

It does exactly what it says in the description, and it’s pretty cruel at that. While it does give you a minutes-long orgasm, it then essentially puts you in a state where you can’t orgasm until at least three days pass, maybe more! Taking pity on Beverly’s state, at least a little, I handed her the Stopwatch and said “Here, stop for as long as you need to get your fill. Make sure to restart time eventually, though.” taking care to say the last one as a command.

With a crazed grin she pressed the stopping button, and less than an instant later she pressed it again with a sour grimace on her face. She threw the fleshlight back in the box, saying “You lose penis size gradually with each drain, too.” before injecting herself with something from her syringe gun device that made her dick swell up to her original size. I then marked the item’s Cruelty up to a 10.

The rest of them were pretty mediocre, one standout being the nipple clamps that electrocute you while they shrink your tits, called the “Mosquito Zappers”, but nothing I wanted to keep. Most of this bunch was essentially... torturous. I wouldn’t want to use them myself, and I was only kinda okay with my slaves using them cause we literally had a superdoctor on call to fix them back up to normal.

The tests and form-filling weren’t all bad, as it took up time waiting for everyone else to get back from their stay with those Pure Lily nuns. And as I heard the doorbell ring, I couldn’t believe how lucky I was.