What she didn't hear was Iribis land only 10 feet behind her. But as she walked she had that feeling again. She slowly reached into her purse and pull...ed her pistol turning around with it in a flash for her wrist to be caught. She saw only black however when she looked. A thick clear hot liquid dripped in front of her and on her face. Her free hand jolted up wiping away the sticky slime. She looked up and saw the demons face staring at her. Something wa poking her chest. She slowly looked down. You finally got a good look at the beast. It stood almost eight feet tall, with a thick pelt of fur covering its massive musculature. A lush tail swished behind crooked legs, and wicked claws extended from its curving fingers. The head was lupine, with a full wolf's muzzle, salivating and packed with predatory fangs, and conical ears. Its eyes were purest amber. A thick mane hangs down to its ass, halfway in texture between hair and fur. You strain to tell its gender, trying to discern either. With only about thirty minutes until our scheduled meeting, all I could think about were various scenarios that all ended with Marcus hard dick fucking my tight pussy. Needless to say, I was soaking wet and so horny that I couldnt wait any longer, I needed release and I needed it right then. I was sitting at my desk in my lab, people come in and out of there often but I was confident that no one would notice if I slipped a hand underneath my skirt, as long as I stayed close to my desk. I let. I loaded the dishwasher and started it. I washed out the crock-pot and set it in the dish drain and then went out to the living room. Master was propped on the end of the couch."Sleene, In honor of you I think I'll have a nice Irish whiskey. Go to my liquor cabinet and pour me two fingers of Black Bush."I laughed teasingly, "So Master likes my black bush?" Yes, I do slave. And your milky white Irish skin." Thank you, Master. I am glad it pleases you," somewhat surprised by how much I meant it.I.