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Martha Jones fascinated Lucifer, how could she not? Humans were not supposed to be able to resist his powers yet she did. He knew there were always exceptions to the rule—take Donna Nobel for example she also resisted him but given who she was or would be that was to be expected—yet it still rubbed him the wrong way. He could feel the desire rolling off her but she was stubbornly refusing to tell him.
“Go on, tell me. What is your desire, Martha?” He asked with a pout.
Martha rolled her eyes, who would have thought that the devil wasn’t evil but just an annoying arrogant bastard, who was a bigger horn dog than Jack? She was just about to tell him to go away yet again when an idea popped into her head.
Smirking Martha walked over to Lucifer and trailed a finger down his chest, “Well if you really want to know.”
“Yes, of course, whatever it is tell me I want to know.”
“Even if it involves you?” Martha asked with false coyness.
“Especially if it involves me.” He purred.
“Well first I want strip you naked, tie you to my bed and gag you, then I’d put a cock ring on you, you don’t get to cum without my permission. I’d get my riding crop out and whip your chest and thighs for hours, I’d grab your dick and you’d finally think that I was going to have mercy on you and let you cum. Instead, I’d lift it up a bit and bring the crop down on your perineum. After that I’d use a strap on to fuck you up the arse while stroking your dick until you were begging me to let you cum.”
“Well darling I can certainly help you fulfil that desire, anything else you want?”
“Well, there is one last thing that is very important for you to know.” Martha said in a breathy voice.
“Well go on tell me!”
“Okay this is very important for you to know. If you believed all that, you’d believe anything.” Martha laughed and walked away from him.
The End for Now...