Why you will soon Submit to a Demon Mistress?
It’s a cold dark night and it’s of course winter so there’s snow on the ground. I’m outside in my white leather boots, white thigh highs and satin white panties. I’m wearing a fake white fur coat with nothing else underneath. I enjoy when my nipples feel the cold wind. It empowers me and makes me feel even more frisky than usual.
You are outside with Me wearing a black leather thong and you’re really cold and shivering. I turn to you and smile. It pleases me that you are so cold so I open up my coat. After all, we are outside my house and there is a security fence. I watch your mouth drop open as lust fills your body. Unfortunately it doesn’t go all the way down to your cock. It’s too cold for that. I love watching your pain.
If it weren’t so damn cold, you would be rock hard.
Poor, baby, I might have had sex with you if you were hard. I mention this to you casually as I move close to your body. You don’t even feel the cold hardness of the handcuffs clasp around your tiny wrists. I laugh as you realize I just took away your freedom. I pull out a down comforter. It was expensive and you just bought it for me. I placed it on the snow as if it was cheap and useless and once again laughed. I could see the sadness in your eyes.
Your look changed to happiness when I pulled out My pretty white strap-on.
Look honey, it matches the snow, I purred. I pulled out the lube and started to get it nice and slippery. You cried out when I pushed you down on the comforter. Now get on your back, I commanded while laughing. Honesty, I don’t think you could have resisted me if you wanted to.
You felt a tingling sensation run through your body before I even touched you.
I heard you crying out my name both in pain and in lust. Sometimes those two things can be delightfully intermingled. The thing about a worshiping the body of a demon femdom is I can take away the pain. I can intensify the pain or I can change it to something far greater. I can make it feel like blissful sin.
You move against me as you submit to me. You look deep into my light brown eyes and I hear you cry out My name.
I am the Demon of the night and you will worship My body.
I am the darkness against the moon.
You worship a Demon Mistress not because I can give you pain.
You worship and adore a Demon Mistress because I can take away your pain.
I am the lust you long to feel and burn to have.
I make you feel Alive and through My lust you live….
Are you ready to play with the Demon?
Because the Demon longs to play with you.
(1am-9am) Eastern the Demon is Ready and Waiting to take you.
Love
Simone
Off Sunday morning.
Damn, Simone, you really know how to send happy chills up a person’s spine! I’d love to be on the sideline, watching you torment and torture your poor little subby… I bet he’d even cry for you, in such sweet torment.
We really should get together some time and do our best to drive our poor males mad.
Yep, I enjoy playing with you too 🙂 Love, Simone
Happy chills indeed Ms. Harper! Anyone who’s been held captive by the lovely Demon Goddess Simone is truly lucky indeed!