Time for your date

You head toward the security desk and Joe. You arrive a few minutes early.

Joe looks up at you and smiles. "Punctual, I like that."

"Hi Joe I'm so happy to see you. So where are you taking me?" You ask playfully.

He chuckles. "Only one place to go for food, but lots of places to eat. Follow me."

You follow him exchanging boring pleasantries. Five minutes later you are at the cafeteria. The food is nice and you grab a bit of this and that. Of course you could care less. Food isn't what you are hungry for.

Rather than grab a table Joe beckons for you to follow him. You wander down a few corridors and come to a door. He opens it.

As a demon little surprises you. However, what you see you hadn't expected. The room is brightly lit with real sunshine. While you prefer the darkness, you give Joe a big smile.

"It's my favorite room. There are fiber optic lines that run up to the surface and light up the whole room."

Joe sits down at a small table for two. You sit across from him and stare lustfully into his eyes. He begins to prattle on about human nonsense.

"Blah, blah, blah, blah...divorced...blah, blah, blah...meaningful relationship...blah, blah, blah..."

You smile and nod at all the places, giving him the impression of having some sort of connection. With all this ridiculous blather you wonder how the human species survives. This must be why women get their men drunk.

He finally pauses. You take the opportunity to pull him into a passionate kiss. You slide a hand into his pants and feel his engorged member. He offers no resistance as you slide off his pants and begin to give him a blow job. You revel in him bending you over and fucking you from behind.

You feel a great temptation to tear out his soul, but you manage to be patient.

Soon you are on top. You fuck him for hours. Finally, he nearly passes out from exhaustion. The sunlight is long gone. You lay next to him, idly tracing a pentagram over his heart and letting a trickle of demonic magic seep into him.

You smile as you finish. There is work to be done.