All Chapters of Home for Horny Monsters (Book 03): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Okay, so what's the damage?" Lily set the last box back in place. Between the two of them, it had been nearly two hours of Lily lifting boxes aside to read their contents while Beth crossed them off. Currently, Beth was trusting that the boxes hadn't been opened, mainly due to the fact that they had been sealed up extra tight with duct tape that had strange letters written across portions of it. She thought they were initials at first, but closer inspection made her think of Hebrew, or something similar."It's so weird," Beth said. "When I look at the stuff that's missing, it's nothing interesting. None of these boxes contains anything of actual value. Just random knick knacks. If anything, it looks like we are only missing maybe two boxes of items. Unless these things are antiques or something, I can't imagine the financial loss is that great." Beth turned the paper over. "Well, unless you count the missing grandfather clock.""Missing clock?" Lily undid her ponytail, her dark hair

Beth tossed her briefcase on the counter, pausing in her kitchen long enough to grab herself a glass of wine. Stripping out of her clothes, she greedily swallowed the contents of her glass, smiling at the soccer field outside of her apartment. Tonight, a swarm of red and black moved back and forth on the field, the enthusiastic crowd somehow cheering her up. They had figured out what was missing, and now the next step would be to visit with Mike. She used her phone to send an email, asking when would be a good time to stop by.Sliding into a pair of panties and a nightgown, she brushed her teeth, hoping to rid her mouth of the aftertaste of wine. The cheap stuff was good, but left a nasty aftertaste. Feeling like her luck was looking up, she wandered over to her closet, pulling out a small briefcase hidden within.Her phone dinged. Standing up, she walked to her nightstand to check. Mike had already replied.Tomorrow morning would be great, he wrote. The sooner, the better!"Some othe

"Holy shit." Beth stared at the demon. She hadn't thought about Victor in years, and she had completely (or deliberately) forgotten Mr. Beary. "Is this a dream?""Hard to prove it isn't," the demon told her. "No matter what I tell you here, you could argue that the dream made up the memory. In a way, maybe you could think of your actions here as- DON'T DO THAT!" Beth had picked up one of the forks on the table and jabbed it into her leg. She screamed, pulling the fork free as blood flowed freely through the fabric of her nightgown."Holy fuck, ow!""Well, that settles it." The demon shook his head. "Not dreaming.""Oh, fuck!" Beth balled up her fists. "That really hurts.""Yeah, well I prefer you intact." The demon waved a hand over her leg, and the burning stopped. Beth lifted her nightgown, wiping away the blood with a cloth from the table. Four tiny dots had scarred her legs. "And definitely much quieter."Staring at the demon, Beth shook her head. "I thought this was just another

"I do. You see, my concern is that the task you give me may also be impossible to complete. For example, task one may be "remain here forever," in which case I can neither complete the task or get my question answered. Now, doing such a thing would, I believe, be in direct violation of the nature of the game, which is to permit me the opportunity to earn my freedom. In that case, however, this would not be a game at all, but a way for you to torture me for your amusement, thereby invalidating your statement about honesty from a demon." Beth examined her fingernails. "I have a hunch that you were hoping I had a question about the rules, thereby using one of my three allotted questions and earning you a free task."Oliver's grin faltered, then returned even bigger than ever. "Oh, you really will be fun! Okay, I'll give you this as a freebie. None of these tasks are impossible to complete, though you may find them distasteful. However, I will test you to see how far you will go to escape

"Hop on one foot maybe?" Beth hopped up and down to demonstrate. "C'mon, give me something good.""You seem pretty confident for a woman who is about to spend the rest of her life trapped in this place.""And you seem pretty confident for a demon that is about to lose.""You have a quaint saying that has gained in popularity in recent years." Oliver fumbled with his pants. He pulled his cock free, holding it gently in his hand. It was dark red, the color of fire, with thin black lines across its flesh. "Suck my dick."Beth licked her lips. "I thought you'd never ask." She knelt at his feet, running her fingers along his shaft. His cock was starting to harden in her hand, and she gave it a gentle squeeze, coaxing the blood to flow where she wanted it."Be careful down there," Oliver warned. "This isn't like any cock you've taken before."Oh, I doubt that, Beth thought. She slowly pumped his shaft, marveling at how thick he already was. His thick foreskin peeled itself back, revealing t