Sword of St. Michael #11
| Dawn came and Sampson, true to his nature, rose and dressed. Devilah looked at him while he dressed. This would be the last time he saw her as a normal mortal. Once she told him all, he would abandon her most likely. She must make him understand...
Sword of St. Michael #10
| She set the sword down gingerly on a stone nearby. Agrat approached the sword warily, switching back to human form and feeling the power within the otherwise ordinary looking weapon. She looked at the sword and then back to the succubus. "Well...
Sword of St. Michael #9
| Sampson and Devilah returned to the Bee and Barb to eat. While Devilah was certainly disappointed in what Sampson had chosen to do while she was away, he had commitments to Keerava that he had to keep, so she found herself in a back room talking with...
Sword of St. Michael #8
| In the morning, she was still in his arms when he awoke. He sat up with a start and looked down at her. She turned to look back at him and smiled. "Devilah! You're _really here_!" "Sure I am Sampson. I'm no dream. A dream wouldn't have helped...
Sword of St. Michael #7
| The streets of Riften were quiet when Devilah stepped through her portal. She looked up at the sign for the Bee and Barb and wondered what had gone on while she had been gone. And not for the first time she wondered why the hell Sampson was still...
Sword of St. Michael #6
| Agrat looked at Devilah scornfully. Insubordination against superiors was certainly grounds for more punishment. But she was thinking and she decided to ignore it. She paced back and forth for a bit. Finally she turned back to Devilah. "Are you...
Sword of St. Michael #5
| "It's not that time actually flows differently down here," Devilah mused to herself as Agrat abused her body on a new torture device. "It's that perception is so vastly different. It's a mental change in time. For instance, how long was I in that...
Sword of St. Michael #4
| Devilah found herself back where she had started. Despite her joking with Sampson earlier, the stench here made Riften smell like a clean spring morning. Here, all was putrid, burned or rotting. The only thing that could be said for the place was it...
The Quest for the Holy Dildo #19
| Faniel laughed, "Come on, hero. Let's see how skillful you really are with a blade." With that she handed one of her sharpened daggers to Sampson and he positioned himself between her legs. "Well, alright then! You'd better lather up with some...
The Quest for the Holy Dildo #18
| They found Arngeir in the meeting room seated with Einarth. At their entrance, both Greybeards rose. "Welcome back, friends," Arngeir greeted them. "Did you meet with Paarthurnax?" "Oh yes. He flew me down to find the dildo! He's very nice!" ...
The Quest for the Holy Dildo #17
| When Sampson finally caught up with Devilah, he was surprised to find her laughing and at first was concerned about her sanity. "Devilah? Are you alright? He didn't hurt you did he? I swear I'll kill that giant lizard if he's hurt you!" ...
The Quest for the Holy Dildo #16
| Some minutes later, the dragon and the Angel returned and Faniel climbed down. "Thank you Parthy!" "It was an honor, Fanny. But now you should go. I find myself becoming annoyed at your friends." "Oh? What did they do?" |...