Hot Heart
Planetoid
- Joined
- Nov 22, 2013
A clawed hand was raised. "Four hundred!" shouted a demon. Another hand was raised, the demon declaring a higher number. This was a slave auction in the demon world, and just as they are in the human world, the auctions were quite high stakes and only the wealthy ever had time to participate in them. The slaves seemed to be all high quality and from trustworthy dealers, or at least as far as trust went in the demon world.
Sitting alone in the corner was a cloaked figure, small bumps appearing from the back of the cloak and the hood. The face also seemed covered in cloth, concealing the demon's shape entirely. The only thing that was clear was that she was female and that she was crossing her legs through the cloak.
The first round of the auctions had just finished, the cloaked demoness still looking for a remarkable specimen. Despite the amount of product shown, the demoness failed to find something that she really liked.
Sitting alone in the corner was a cloaked figure, small bumps appearing from the back of the cloak and the hood. The face also seemed covered in cloth, concealing the demon's shape entirely. The only thing that was clear was that she was female and that she was crossing her legs through the cloak.
The first round of the auctions had just finished, the cloaked demoness still looking for a remarkable specimen. Despite the amount of product shown, the demoness failed to find something that she really liked.