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08/31/11(Wed)06:51 No.16128842>>16128790 Monessey, lady daemon of the pit, court of intrigue and blasphemies, arch maiden of the council of Beelzebub, temptress of King David, sat back on her human skin throne and gazed long into the perfect diamond orb in her hand, and let her thoughts wander to wicked, wicked things. The day had profited, a hundred souls would fall in five years, directly because of one word whispered into the ear of a prince, and she would reap the slow harvest, gaining more wealth for her Lord, and for herself. And here, in her private chambers, surrounded by opulence, she knew it was time to relax, and forget about the games of eternity for a moment...
Her hooves clicked upon the bone-crafted floor and she curled her long tail about a thigh, the tip pointed, sharp enough to cut a mans throat as he slept, and rested above a well curved pair of taut, red skinned buttocks. She was beautiful as she was sinful, as delicious as chocolate, and as healthy for ones soul. She savored a grin with a flick of a sharp tongue, and looked down into a cage, crafted of an angels hair and blessed with the screams of a seraphim. Inside lay her greatest joy yet, and a long, slim hand reached in...
"Mew."
"That's right, Mr. Snugglewuffins, mommy is here to play wif you today! Let us go and torment the mice and I've even got Mr. Asmode coming over with Ms. Wuffinsnuggle to play wif you today! Whose a good pretty kitten? Purr for mommy!" |