Sixty Ninth Floor

You exit the cage. Timothy follows. You feel his eyes looking at your posterior.

“Do you have any idea how to get out of here?”

“No, I just assume we need to go down.”

Yes, go down on me you think.

“Of course. I heard someone talking about an express elevator on the sixty ninth floor. We could get off there.”

You slightly emphasize, get off, and watch Timothy’s expression fill with dark lust.

“Yes, let’s try that.”

You open the door to the sixty ninth floor and enter. The floor tiled in black marble and there is a slight aroma of sex in the air. You take the lead, letting Timothy focus on your gently swaying ass.

You hear moans of ecstasy from humans and demons alike.

You give a faux shiver. “Hold me, I’m scared.”

You feel Timothy grab you from behind. You feel his hard cock press against your back. You feel his dark lusts growing. Still you are growing impatient for him to give in and **** you, staining his immortal soul.

You wiggle a bit, letting your lower back massage his hard cock. He gropes your breast. You smile.

As you turn you let your expression become one of angry disbelief. You slap him.

“What do you think you’re doing, mister?”

You watch his expression go dark and his eyes fill with lust.

You are wet and eager.

He shakes his head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”

You nearly had him. “That’s ok. I understand, with all these demons it has to be tough. Let’s go this way.”