It started off with that damned demoncoon, a fiendish fellow that's been obsessed with me far back as I can unfortunately remember. He'd find me when I was at the theater watching a movie, or out at dinner, just trying to relax. He cornered me at numerous jobs, leading to my consistant unemployment. He thinks it's all fun and games but he doesn't realize how detrimental he is and how caustic my resume's become. You can't keep telling lies about why you've been fired from eight different jobs in one year. I'm sure lucky the police haven't been involved... yet.
And you'd think that one of these cretins would be bad enough. Unfortunately, my luck has it that he's friends to bring along on occasion. It's not fair to begin with, being under the bondage of one demonoid creature, but a second? That offers a different set of bindings? Now... now I'm completely helpless; left to their maniacal whims and desires. Just the other evening I'd settled in for a night's rest and a movie. I was comfortable in my recliner, the lights off in the apartment when there was this odd flash. I suddenly found myself resting on the floor of this dark cave, cold rock chilling my, unsurprisingly, naked body. At first I heard the familiar cackling of my demoncoon assailant from one side of me. But a moment later another sinister, dark chuckle chilled me from the other. I'd barely a chance to look before this intense burning sensation hit my neck, a sensation I'd come to realize seconds later as a deep chill. With this 'collar' of sorts bound around my neck, my body locked up, shivering before stumbling as another intense burning sensation hit my wrists. Looking down I found that I was bound in the same fashion as my neck, my hands and arms rendered useless.
Just as I was starting to spin around another feeling hit me, though it was more an intense squeeze. It wasn't painful, but it felt like my ankles were locked up in chains or such. Just as I was looking down something pulled on my bonds, my arms going into the air as my legs kicked out from under me. I thought I was going to hit the ground, but something cushioned against my back, sleek and chilled, breath cold against my ears as this faint glow was caught at the corner of my eye. No sooner had I fallen back against this 'thing', then I found myself laid out on the rocky floor, the chill of breath tingling over my ears. This demonoid creature stared down, glowing blue stripes on his cheeks and over his muzzle peering down, his smile ominous and alarming. The sensation of squeezing at my ankles tightened briefly, catching my attentions and forcing me to look down at the familiar masked face, a dark smile plastered upon his lips. I could feel a familiar sensation upon my penis, a taut grip that seemed to incite my arousal. I knew with a glance what had just been placed on me. It had happened before. And with an agreeable laugh between the two I realized that this night would be no different from the last hundred...
Fuckers...
I've had this piece for a while but had been a little hesitant to post it, simply because of both Dakota's and DarkMask's constant teasing about having a 'demon fetish'. I'd like to state for the record that I don't. Merely, they have this thing with rabbits and since I happen to be one, and they're both my... friends... they find time to abuse me, either separately or together.
Artwork and the long-tailed demon are
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P.S: Someone... please help me... I need some 'Demon-B-Gone' spray or something!