They told me I shouldn’t have before we both regretted it.

Yes.<br>No.<br>Stop.<br>They’re all simple words, but they can save your ass in a tight spot.<br><br>“Can you move over?”<br><br>Yes.<br>No.<br>Stop.<br><br>“Do you like me?”<br><br>Yes.<br>No.<br>Stop.<br><br>“Hey baby, do you wanna”<br><br>Yes.<br>No.<br>Stop.<br><br>They’re all simple words, but they can save your ass in a tight spot.<br><br>Sometimes though, they aren’t enough.<br><br>I’ve been with my girlfriend for 14 years now. She’s a great person and I love her for that, but she’s not the most powerful person in the world. I’ve grown fairly used to our sexual exploits by now, but there are some things that just make you wonder. “Enjoy while it lasts,” an old guy told me about her. “You never know how long you have.”<br><br>I didn’t really understand what he meant at the time until she came around.<br><br>Her name is Lilim, and she’s a demon.<br><br>We met at a bar where I had gone to drink the night away. My mom had just died, and I was alone in the world. I had no hope, until she came along. Lilim was beautiful, with long black hair and piercing green eyes that seemed to shine in the dark. She was tall, with vibrant red lips and skin that seemed to radiate light. She had huge breasts and an ass that could put a Kardashian to shame. But she was also mean, mean in a way that I couldn’t look away from.<br><br>She sat next to me at the bar and ordered a drink. I tried to make a move on her, but she was cold, unforgiving. I remember her asking me “Do you know what I am?”<br><br>She raised her hand, and the hairs on it extended into long, sharp claws. She raised her other hand, and the most beautiful wings sprouted from her back. “I’m a demon,” she said. “And I’m not to be trifled with.”<br><br>I was speechless, but she just leaned in and kissed me. I couldn’t say no to her. No one could. And now, after 14 years, I couldn’t say no to her either.<br><br>I was laying on the bed, and she had my head between her legs. I didn’ta want to be there, but she had forced me into it. Apparently I was too “weird” for my tastes, and she needed to “fix me.” I was no longer allowed to touch myself, I was no longer allowed to pleasure myself, I couldn’t even pleasure myself in my dreams!<br><br>“Eat,” she said, her hands grasping my hair.<br><br>I groaned in frustration, but began to pleasure her. She moaned loudly,.Touching me all over my head. I did my best to ignore her and focus on the task at hand, but she began to squirm on the bed. She pulled my head up to hers and had me look her in the eyes.<br><br>“Do you like this?” she asked.<br><br>I couldn’t say no to her, but I wanted to. I wanted to tell her to get off of me, to leave me alone. But she had me in a vice grip, and I knew that if I tried anything, I would be punished. “Y...y-yes,” I stammered.<br><br>“Good,” she said, and leaned in to kiss me. She grasped my head and stuck her tongue in my mouth, and I could only groan at the sight of her. She then rolled over onto her stomach and stood up.<br><br>“Come here,” she said.<br><br>I groaned again, but I knew I had to get up. I walked over to her, and we both sat down on the bed. She got on her knees, pulling my shirt up and chewing on my skin. She was scratching my sides, and my hands instinctively went to her head to stop her. She bit me harder, and I recoiled in pain. I clutched at my side in pain, and she looked up at me with a smile.<br><br>“Do you like that?” she asked.<br><br>I wanted to say no, I wanted to tell her that I hated it. I hated everything she did to me, hated her for doing it. But I knew I couldn’t. “Y-yes,” I said again.<br><br>She smiled and moved up to my face, biting into my ear. I recoiled again, but she held herself to me. “Good,” she said.<br><br>I sat there for a while, allowing her to do her worst. Eventually she got up, and we went to the bed. She got on top of me, straddling me, and gave me a look of pure arrogance before she leaned in to kiss me. “Do you like me?”<br><br>I wanted to say no.<br>I wanted to tell her I hated her.<br>I wanted to scream at her, to punch her in the face and kick her out.<br>I wanted to kill her.<br><br>But I couldn’t. “Y-yes,” I said once again.<br><br>“Good,” she said, and leaned in to kiss me before laying next to me. “You know, you’re pretty lucky,” she said.<br><br>“To have me?”<br><br>“Yes,” she said. “I could have chosen anyone, you know. Anyone else would have been just as good. But I chose you.”<br><br>I turned to her. “W-why?”<br><br>“Do you like me?” she asked.<br><br>I sighed. “Y-yes,” I said.<br><br>I thought she smiled at me when I said that, but by the time I turned to look at her, she was already asleep.