Chastity was not a woman who lived up to her name. In fact, Chastity had some rather odd perversions; one of them which was an obsession with the alien race of Daemons. Now, she certainly wasn't the only woman to have this obsession - although it really was considered a perversion among most of society, but she was one of the few that had the wealth to indulge in it. Having just inherited a great deal of money from her Great-Aunt's death, she had more than enough to set her own affairs in order, buy a Daemon slave, and have plenty left over to save or do whatever she wanted with.
Lustfully she went through the ranks of Daemon males for sale on file... they were an interesting species; rumor had it than they had actually been created to be sexual slaves. Well, sexual slaves of a sort. The Daemons were very large - all of them were over 6 feet tall (something Chastity in particular liked, at 5'9" she couldn't always find men who made her feel small), and very well muscled. Their skin had a slightly reddish cast to it, and their hair was always jet black and silky; for the most part they resembled very large human males. The biggest difference was that the Daemon's were in possession of two large cocks, one right below the first... Chastity had always wondered what it would be like to be impaled on both ends. And the Daemon's dicks were always very large. Although they were called slaves, the Daemon's actually tended to be rather demanding, and very aggressive...
She wondered what it would be like to have the Daemon get frustrated, toss her over its shoulder and take her off to the bedroom. Apparently that was what they did if they started feeling neglected for too long - and neglected to them just meant lack of sexual activity. There was something very exciting about that... especially because part of the contract when you purchased a Daemon slave was not to harm them in any way or punish them for being what they were. Every woman who purchased one knew exactly what she was getting into.
There he was. Chastity stared at the screen, her pussy dampening in her seat... she didn't know why, she just knew that this was the one she wanted. His name was Drake and he was gorgeous... almost drooling she stared at his cocks. Turning, she went to the Telecaster to call in her bid for him; making sure that she bid high enough to have him. No one was going to take him away from her.
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Lustfully Chastity stared up at her new Daemon slave... his olive colored skin and coal-like eyes did nothing to deter her from her interest. In fact, she found his differences all the more erotic as she climbed over him, exploring him with hands and mouth. He watched her through the slitted pupils of a cat, smiling. If anyone had looked into the room they could have been forgiven for assuming that she was the slave and he the master, nothing in the expression on his face said "slave" in any way.