We walked into the hotel room, the devil and I
He's wearing all black and I a red dress and a pair of red and chrome stilettos that I saved just for this moment.
As we walked toward our room a rush of fear comes over me
I looked behind me to see if he could tell or even care that I feared for my life
But then again he's the devil and my fear would just bring him more pleasure
Finally we made it to the door
As I nervously reached for the keys he grabs my hand and steps in front taking the lead
Oh my god why does the devil smell so sweet
I can almost taste him in my mouth
He opens the door and turns to face me
With an evil and welcoming smile he offers me his hand
But all I could think of was a picture that I saw and how even without his horns or black cape
I could still see the outline of them shine like a halo
At that moment I took a step back and thought about running
He saw the look on my face and simply smiled and just closed the door
And I started to walk away
I couldn't believe it
I gotten away from the devil's temptation without any burns or cuts at all
But as always I started to think way too much
I wondered why he isn't coming for me
Am I not worth chasing down the hall?
The elevator bell got me out of trance
And as the doors closed I stepped back until I hit the wall
And realized that I didn't want to leave
I dropped down too my knees feeling disappointed in myself for wanting him to come for me and fearing that he may not
I hear a door open
I didn't look up, I couldn't look up
Then I hear him say "Jasmine I've never went back on a word until now
Give me your hand" and without thinking I did it
He stood me up and we walked back to hells door
But this time he let me in first
As I scanned the room looking for anything weird I could feel his eyes upon me
He walked toward me and said "it's just you and I"
So I started to loosen up a little and sat on the bed he walked over and sat next to me
And pulled a joint out of his pocket
"This will help you relax"
As I started to smoke I could tell that it was laced with something
But how can you question the devil in his lair
If anything it's better to pretend that the shit isn't working you know try to make him doubt himself
Before I knew it my stilettos where on the floor and I was in the bed lying next to him
I could feel his heart beat and smell the sweat on his He got up before I could build up the nerve to touch him
He grabbed my arm and pulled me to the edge of the bed and started caressing my face he ran his fingers
From my neck to my ear getting rougher as he moved up to my mouth
He took his thumb and rubbed it across my lips smearing some of my dark red lipstick
"I've been thinking of your lips and how it would be to touch and taste them from the first time I saw you"
I looked up at him with pleasure and my eyes knew that I had pleased him
He then stuck his finger in my mouth and said
"Do you know how much trouble you're in my little Pet?"
I looked at him as my face draws a blank my body reacts to the threat
He then takes his thumb and rubs the saliva on my cheek and starts to squeeze my jaw
"You made me do something and now you have to be punished"
But what did I do
He starts to dig his nails into my jaw
After tonight you're not allowed to
Ask any more questions is that understood
His voice was so smooth and very intoxicating that all I could say was okay
And he said (Good Girl)
That pleased me more than anything in the world
I thought to myself what is wrong with me and how did I get here
But my body was ready for whatever punishment that he had in store
Now to answer your question
You made me call you jasmine
And I told you that I would no longer call you that
You are now my pet and I own you and your name is Kitty
Is that understood...Yes, yes what
Yes Master!!!
I held my head down in shame for giving in
But somehow amongst the shame I found freedom, freedom within the chains...
