MironaX
Planetoid
- Joined
- Apr 22, 2010
Yamato Kozue had everything prepared. She'd spent months getting ready for this night. But it was finally time. So many ingredients, so many things to consider and prepare. But it would all be worth it. Kozue had the unfortunate problem of having an out of control sex drive. Japanese men quickly became inadequate to satisfy her, even then foreigners joined them just as quick. She hadn't climaxed in months now, it wasn't just the stimulation, she needed more. She had to experience something new.
"A demon is definitely new." Was what one of her friends said when she had seen Kozue's notes on accident. Her friend had just assumed that it was fantasy and passed it of to another of Kozue's eccentricities. But she was serious, and she was ready. She hadn't even changed after school. Just straight to her apartment and right to her ritual. So she still wore her black pleated skirt, sneakers, black leg warmers, and sailor blouse. However she stood in the middle of her living room, in a circle of runes and arcane markings she had measured with ruthless precision. Nothing would go wrong. She held out her hand and cut her thumb, letting the blood fall in the circle as she spoke.
"Na gah sie bah tay bah sie gah na. Addan. King of the carnal plane. I humbly request an audience. This spell is my means, my blood is my sacrifice! Hear me! This world cannot satisfy me! Slake your lust in me! Show me the meaning of true pleasure! Hear me!" Perfect. She looked down to see if her blood had pooled enough yet and froze. Several drops had broken the center circle. Which meant she was unprotected.
"A demon is definitely new." Was what one of her friends said when she had seen Kozue's notes on accident. Her friend had just assumed that it was fantasy and passed it of to another of Kozue's eccentricities. But she was serious, and she was ready. She hadn't even changed after school. Just straight to her apartment and right to her ritual. So she still wore her black pleated skirt, sneakers, black leg warmers, and sailor blouse. However she stood in the middle of her living room, in a circle of runes and arcane markings she had measured with ruthless precision. Nothing would go wrong. She held out her hand and cut her thumb, letting the blood fall in the circle as she spoke.
"Na gah sie bah tay bah sie gah na. Addan. King of the carnal plane. I humbly request an audience. This spell is my means, my blood is my sacrifice! Hear me! This world cannot satisfy me! Slake your lust in me! Show me the meaning of true pleasure! Hear me!" Perfect. She looked down to see if her blood had pooled enough yet and froze. Several drops had broken the center circle. Which meant she was unprotected.