Tuesday, June 14, 2005
It was love at first sight when the demoness came to my door, crying softly to herself. There was no way in heaven I could resist. The urge to take care of her overwhelmed my otherwise casual mentality, wherever seduction is concerned.
The Devil had put her to work tempting males into the evils of fornication and self-manipulation. One way or the other, she usually got her man. But she was sick of it and she wanted out.
"I want out!" her thin thread of a voice hooked into me, as powerful and holy as the cable holding up a church bell.
I promised to do everything to get her out of the clutches of Satan, whom she referred to as the Pimp from Hell. Upon hearing my stand, her face lit up, tightening that hold she had on me like a pleasurable vise. And I don't mean vice! There were no evil or lustful feelings between us, and I was sure that none would develop.
I lay her down on my bed, stroking her gently to calm her down, because she was tense with the fear of Satan's wrath. I began fiddling with the horns on her crown, until they were loose enough to slide off and toss away. I told her of all the things we could do together, how I'd take her to church, and read the Bible to her, and the late nights watching gospel TV. Her emotions must have been as turbulent as mine, for I felt her arms enclose around me, and noticed that her lips were about to press against mine. But before they could, the door bell sounded, causing both of us to jump. I went to see who it was. The Jehovah's Witnesses had come calling. Two of them.
This was a Godsend! I told them the situation and urged them to come inside and help. At the very least, they could offer her refuge in their temple. But my enthusiasm somehow unsettled them, and they backed away nervously. I implored them one last time to help me with the demoness, but then they bolted off, scattering half their pamphlets in the process. When I returned to the bedroom, my demoness was gone. But I thought of her that night as I touched myself.
If this story has led you into temptation, there are now two paths you may take: one is dirty and the other is clean.