The store clerk told me to use a crystal necklace the next time I pleasured myself. I didn't expect anything of it but I was desperate for release. But as I lied down and slipped my hand between my legs, I felt other hands on me and a voice whispering in my ear, telling me I was his. He would give me all the pleasure I could ever want as long as I was his. As long as I was the demon's plaything.
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