Dark Angel Part 7 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 7

... descending until he stood at the bottom of the ramp alongside the others. There was a metal tunnel attached to the bottom of the starcruiser. It ballooned out to form a chamber before narrowing out again into several tunnels that had doors farther down. Huge Gargoyles pushed and shoved an array of creatures toward one of the tunnels. The Lizdrac that had spoken with them aboard the starcruiser stood a few paces away gaping at Ashriel. Ashriel opened his wings, staring down his nose at the audience before him. The other reapers also spread their black wings in a show of power. Seth just crossed his arms over his chest. Seth was acting as their representative. Most people believed he managed Zak and Rowie, known as Midnight Rose, so it wouldn’t be weird that he would want to pimp out a few of the reapers that had taken refuge aboard Alpha 7. “If we’d only known that you would honor us with your presence, we would have prepared suitable accommodations for you,” the Lizdrac said in a rush of words. “Ashriel just wants to get a taste of what his new life is going to be,” Seth drawled in a bored tone. “I wanted to show him what the worst of it could be.” The Lizdrac’s eyes grew large and he gulped audibly. With a nervous chuckle he said, “Ah. Rhylos has but a bad reputation, but I assure you, a pleasure worker can find no better home to market him or herself. Our clientele is very discerning and we have rulers from all around the galaxy amongst them. Just today we have been ...

... bestowed the honor of receiving Princess Glory within our midst. She has come accompanied by an array of the most exquisite females in her entourage…” his grin grew wicked, “If it is female flesh that you seek to pleasure. Otherwise we have every other kind of flesh you can desire.” Ashriel fought the shudder of revulsion that shimmied up his spine and ruffled his feathers. To his right, he heard Eriel groan and turned to see the reaper rubbing an impressive erection bulging the front of his floor-length black skirt. Eriel obviously had no qualms about what used his body. *** Anniel sat between Glory and Angel at a large banquet table. There were other emissaries there as well. At the head of the opulent table sat the King Dred’s avatar, a genetically enhanced fusion of cyborg and humanoid. The creature’s body was slim, delicate, it’s skin milk white like Devon’s. Its facial features were androgynous as well as it’s body. The head was shaved except for a black strip up the middle that stuck straight up in a Mohawk. Another tail hung down it’s slender back to its waist, and long braids fell from just in front of the small shells of its ears. Anniel wondered if the milky whiteness of its skin was make-up because even the lips were white. Two black stripes decorated the lush lower lip and the avatar had no eyebrows. Long, thick, black lashes decorated big eyes a startling shade of blue. She frowned at the sight of the two tubes connected to the creatures neck that snaked out to a tank ...