Simple Tricks – Part 10

(music playing – Lizzy West’s “Chariots Rise”)

“I never felt this way before
I’ve seen so many islands
I never felt this way before
In this song here I describe him”

Paige awoke to find herself being slowly carried down the attic stairs. Strong arms supported her and her own arms were clasped around her demon’s neck in loving embrace. She wore a lace wedding dress of white.

Here and there the white lace was spotted with red, where cuts from her whipping bled through the fabric. It had been terrible for Paige. Terribly painful, terribly erotic. She’d cum over and over again from the kiss of the whip. Paige smiled and rubbed her cheek against the warm skin of her demon’s chest.

“The chariots rise up high in the sky
What a fool am I to fall so in love
What a wonderful dream it seems to be
‘Cause I love him”

Her demon carried Paige into her bedroom. It was lite by dozens of candles, the soft flickering light casting a warm glow across the room. A glow to match Paige’s satisfaction.

The bedroom had changed. Larger somehow and slightly different.

Her bed was now covered by a short layer of grass that was a soft cushion for Paige as her demon gently lay her limp and exhausted body down. Their lips just touched in the briefest of kisses. On her side, one cheek down, the scent of a peaceful Summer tickled her nose as she lay there on the grass, arm outstretched.

In one corner an antique copper bathtub sat. Paige watched through half closed eyes as her demon knelt beside it and turn on the water. Curls of steam rose as the tub filled. She closed her eyes for a moment, dreaming of the whip’s sweet caresses.

Once the tub was full, her demon returned to the bed. The long row of closely spaced buttons on the back of the wedding dress parted one by one under his fingers, slowly baring her wounded flesh. Paige opened her eyes and looked back over her shoulder, still smiling.

“I took the notes of past excursions
And I read them through once more
Only to find them hard aversions
From the one true love in store”

The heat from the bath soaked through Paige’s tortured body, gently drawing the pain from her. Her eyes had trouble staying open as her demon slowly washed her head. His fingers felt so good massaging her scalp as he worked the shampoo into her hair, washing the sweat, blood and semen from it. He rinsed the lather from her hair, pouring water from a tall glass.

Paige lay there in the warm soothing waters, her huge breasts half exposed and felt the love of her demon wash away all of her sins like it washed the dirt from her body. She relaxed, letting the aches and pains flow from her, and gave a small giggle when her cute little tail broke the surface of the water to give a wiggle, then submerge.

“The chariots rise up high in the sky
What a fool am I to fall so in love
What a wonderful dream it seems to be
‘Cause I love him”

Wet from her bath, she stood beside the bed, as kneeling behind her, her demon gently dried the water from her naked body. He knelt as if in worship. Eyes closed, enjoying the sensual soft touches of the towel, Paige could feel her demon’s devotion to his Queen.

He lay her down softly on the bed, holding her behind the head. There was a small pillow. Paige gazed upward, looking directly into her demon’s eyes and smiled, wanting him. With one hand he caressed her arm and let his fingers slide slowly down her naked body, first along the edge of her breast, then across her stomach.

Paige gave a tiny shiver of delight.

His finger trailed a little lower, teasing her, circling back and forth, almost to her crotch. Paige spread her legs, eager for her demon’s touch. Eager for the pleasure he would give her.

“Though I have waited long
And they have all been wrong
Now I find in the end
With him I need not pretend
The chariots…”

Paige gave a tiny gasp as his finger slide between the lips of her pussy. And she gave a tiny moan as that finger slide deep inside. It took but a few strokes before she was wet.

“They rise up high in the sky
What a fool am I to fall so in love
What a wonderful dream it seems to be
‘Cause I love him.”

Wet, hoping there would be pain with the pleasure too.

Cause I love him”

(Continued HERE…)