The Demon's Maid

By Parker Paige

Avarice makes fools of everyone in the end. Vivian has learned that lesson all too well, after she made a bet with a handsome demon. Had the dice gone her way, her prize would have been more than worth it, but a loser like her has to pay her price: a year and a day of service. Her tasks are arduous and demeaning. Living in her master’s big empty house is lonely and Vivian finds her eyes and imagination wandering to the only other soul around, her demonic master.

This five thousand word story is a ribald stand alone tale by Parker Paige.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dapper Rat Publishing
• Release date: Jul 3, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311710086

Parker Paige

Generally a very bad girl.

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The Demon's Maid

By Parker Paige

This is a work of fiction. All characters and events reside solely in the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual people, alive or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters are eighteen years of age or older.

© 2015, Parker Paige. No portion of this work can be reproduced in any way without prior written consent from the author with the exception for a for a fair use excerpt for review and editorial purposes.

This title is for adults only. It contains explicit sex acts, adult themes, and material that some folks might find offensive. Please keep out of reach of children.

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She knelt on the stone and lowered her eyes. She knew what the demon, her master, wanted. He could have just taken her at any time; he was certainly strong enough. He could have snapped his fingers and used the power of the world below to change her, to make her want him. He could have simply ordered her to his bed, and the binding of their wager would have forced here there. But he wanted her to want it, to come to him of her own volition.

He wanted her to beg him.

His plan had worked. It had only taken a few months, and here she was, on her knees in his bedchamber, ready to ask him to give her what she couldn’t get anywhere else. She was ready to do anything for it, ready to debase herself, ready to plead and crawl and beg for it. First, though, she had to ask.

Master, her voice was