A Devil's Story
Annie is a feisty, young, intelligent redhead out to save the world. She has been working for 'The Agency' for a few years and is ready for the big leagues. When she is assigned her first big case, she's met with confusion and frustration as she hunts down the illusive man, known as 'The Devil'.
While he is described as evil and cruel, he has managed to make an alliance with almost every major and small crime organization around the world.
Without a single photo, name or idea of who the man known as 'The Devil' is, this is Annie's toughest assignment yet.
Little does Annie know, she is way in over her head hunting the man known as The Devil, who isn't a man at all.
Felix's mind felt heavy and drunk. Drowsy, hot and...aroused. He looked down to see his boss's tattooed hands and fingers, wrapped around his manhood that was painfully erect. Felix gasped at his boss's firm grip. Felix let out a grunt as he felt himself being pleasured by The Devil. With every pull and push of his sensitive skin, Felix felt deeper pleasure, falling deeper into a trance. His mind was spiraling. He was dizzy. It was so hot. He tried to move his arms but found he couldn't. Felix closed his eyes wondering if he had passed out, but when he opened them, found he was still there, with the nameless beautiful women and a demon so intoxicating, it was impossible to resist. Felix let out another moan.
The feeling shot through his body causing him to cry out. It felt so damn good, it hurt.
He knew he couldn't escape. He knew he was powerless. Powerless to receive pleasure, better than he had ever felt.
It was overwhelming. It was Unearthly. The was unholy.
And Felix lost himself in it.
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