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certain.
    The sexy lingerie reminded Caitlyn of what was about to occur: She was about to have sex with a man-demon. At age 28, she’d been with a dozen men, six of them while in college. In the last year she’d had sex with only Ryan, her regular friends-with-benefits guy. Caitlyn certainly loved good sex, but she was fearful of the being in the next room. She imagined lying naked with his tall body, hearing that deep voice in her ear. She felt that twinge in her lower abdomen grow and realized she was becoming wet again.
    She downed the rest of the whiskey in a few gulps. It was time.

Chapter 7
    Caitlyn opened the bathroom door and immediately dropped the tumbler, ice and glass scattering across the hardwood floor. She gasped audibly.
    She was looking at the demon. Satan.
    He was standing with his back to her, leaning against the window. He was naked, her eyes drawn to one perfectly sculpted muscle after another. Broad back, lean legs and a hard, muscular ass. Those were the normal things. More striking was that he was red, from head to toe, a deep Venetian red. His skin almost seemed to glow. That perfect butt had a long tail attached, slowly swinging back and forth, its pointed end trailing behind. If that weren’t shocking enough, there were the horns growing from his now-bald head. They were long and black, curving upwards from some point she couldn’t see from behind him.
    The demon heard the glass shatter and looked over his shoulder at the stunned Caitlyn, her eyes wide and mouth agape. His lips were deep, dark red, and his eyes coal-black. He grinned and she recognized Chris Titan’s face in there somewhere.
    “Like it?” he asked. “Most of the humans I’ve been with — and there have been thousands, both women and men — have appreciated the effect. I could present you with any image I choose, but people seem to get off on the full stereotypical devil treatment.” The words slithered from his lips, his voice even deeper than before. Still looking over his shoulder, he eyed Caitlyn’s outfit, then said, “My, don’t you clean up well? You’re even more stunning than you were in my mind when I jerked off to you last night. You are, dare I say, hot .”
    He laughed, that loud, deep laugh, and she could see his dark forked tongue. When he turned to face her, she couldn’t take her eyes off his red face and those jet black horns. They grew from above his temples and tapered as they curved upward. Then something caught her attention, lower. His cock! It was enormous , its dark red length hanging down over two equally red testicles. Caitlyn had never seen anything like it, not even in porn. She glanced upward at his smooth, muscular chest and chiseled abs, but her eyes kept wandering back to that cock. As he crossed the room toward her, it swung slightly from side to side, coming to rest when he stopped, the head against the middle of his thigh. How the hell am I going to—
    “As the saying goes: ‘No pain, no gain.’” The demon said, noting the direction of her gaze. He leaned in until his face was almost touching Caitlyn’s, his warmth radiating on her cheek. “Don’t worry, my dear, I’m a surprisingly considerate lover, considering I’m Lucifer and all.” He drew close to her ear and whispered, “Shall we begin?”
    Caitlyn took a deep, unsteady breath, then nodded.
    He crossed the room and leaned over a nightstand, and she again saw his tail. It was as thick as a broomstick and it seemed to move of its own accord. When he turned around, Caitlyn looked at the nightstand and saw a timer, its large LED numerals reading “59:53” with the seconds already counting down. Any sense of sexual excitement she’d had in the bathroom vanished as the demon approached her, that huge red cock swinging menacingly. She steeled her nerves and told herself, You can do this. This is for Amber.

Chapter 8
    Caitlyn felt the breath leave her body as the demon approached and stood in front of her. His long,