Book Blitz & Giveaway: The Escape Artist by Kitty Thomas (Erotica Romance)

The Escape Artist
Kitty Thomas
Publication date: January 14th 2020
Genres: Erotica, Romance

Claire was held captive for 43 days by a man who did unspeakable things to her.

Three years after her escape, she gets her revenge. The only problem is, she’s got the wrong man.

God help her if he escapes.

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EXCERPT:

Claire pushed the memories away, gripping the leather arm rests, willing her heartbeat and breathing to calm. That was him. She had him in a cell. That was the guy. He had a scar where she’d cut him. How could he lie to her with such a straight face when they both knew he had that scar and how he’d gotten it?
Because he’s a sociopath, Claire. He isn’t like normal people.
She couldn’t let herself forget that—what he was. She couldn’t let herself be tricked by the beautiful monster into setting him free and losing her own life. She got up and went to the kitchen, taking another bottle of beer from the fridge. This one she drank all the way down until a light pleasant buzz of calm skated across her skin. She took a long, steadying breath and grabbed the broom and dustbin.
When she returned to the cell, at least the arrogance had left his face. Maybe he was starting to understand his situation, that the tables had turned and he was now at her mercy. Let him lie about things, as long as she could wipe the smug smile off his face.
She silently swept up the shards of the beer bottle. The last thing she needed was for him to have a weapon. That had been his mistake with her after all.
“You can still let me go,” he said. His voice was so gentle and soothing. Calm and reasonable.
He’d never spoken to her like that in the basement. Of course not, he’d had the power then. He has to placate you now.
Claire just laughed. “Right. I’m going to let you go so you can hurt me again. Am I supposed to believe you’re reformed? After me, you stopped torturing and killing women? You realized the error of your ways?”
“What’s your name?” he asked, changing tactics. “My name…”
“Shut UP! If you speak your name I’ll kill you. I swear to fuck I will. I NEVER want to hear your fucking name. EVER. Don’t you try to humanize yourself. You’re a fucking monster, and you know it!”
“I’m sorry,” he said quickly, holding his hands up in surrender.
No he wasn’t, he was placating her.
“What’s your name, then?” he said, trying again.
“You know my fucking name. You used to hiss it in my ear while you were…” she trailed off, unable to say the words. She turned away from him and took a deep breath, quickly wiping the tears that threatened to spill over. She was not going to cry in front of him anymore. She’d cried all the tears for him she would cry.
She had the power now. Not him. NOT him. But she was shaking. She could feel the light tremors in her arms. He must be able to see them. He was the one chained up, and he was going to break her again.
Never.
“It’s okay if you don’t have it in you to hurt me. I don’t think you’re that kind of person,” he said gently.
“Just shut the fuck up!” she screamed. “I should starve you, just like you starved me for the tiniest act of defiance.” She turned back to finish sweeping the stray shards into the dustpan.
“Look at me,” he said.
It was a fucking command. He thought he could order her around when he was the prisoner? But she turned and looked at him.
“I would never starve you. Ever,” he said, holding her gaze in his.
He’d already starved her, and they both knew it. These head games… she had to regroup her strategy or he was going to get inside her head and mess with it. If she lost her nerve… if he got free again, he’d kill her this time. She was already in too deep. She had to get her shit together and finish this. It was the only choice.

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KITTY THOMAS writes dark stories that play with power and have unconventional HEAs. She began publishing in early 2010 with her bestselling COMFORT FOOD and is considered one of the original authors of the dark romance subgenre.
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Blog Tour & Giveaway: Their Discovery (Legally Bound #3) by Rebecca Grace Allen (Erotica, Romance)

Their Discovery
Rebecca Grace Allen
(Legally Bound, #3)
Publication date: April 29th 2019
Genres: Erotica, Romance

Exploring their fantasies could save their marriage…or push it over the edge
Legally Bound, Book 3
Samantha Archer’s life has hit a wall. Her world is housework, homework and reminding her husband—the biggest kid in the family—to help out at home. Once she felt confident, powerful and sexy, but Brady doesn’t seem to notice her anymore, and now all she feels is invisible.
Brady has tried being the goofy guy who stole Sam’s heart, but it’s not working. He’s losing the woman he loves and doesn’t have a clue how to fix it. He’s keeping his darkest fantasies hidden too, sure they’re not what Sam wants, and his inability to please her cuts him deeper than she knows.
When Sam lands a new job at a law firm, Brady still won’t pick up the slack, and one night giving him orders unexpectedly reignites their missing spark. Sam discovers the Femdomme she didn’t know she was, kindling Brady’s submissive desires.
But while things heat up inside the bedroom, life outside it starts unraveling. Brady’s need to call the shots at work complicates his hunger to kneel for his wife, and Sam has longed to experiment in more ways than one. Their exploration of dominance and submission goes a step too far when they invite Sam’s sultry switch coworker into their bed, and the fallout could cost them everything.
Warning: contains a six-foot-five, ex-football player geek and a ballsy, badass redhead who’s learning to unleash her inner Domme. Scenes depicting humiliation, pegging and threesomes could disturb, or stimulate a thirst for adventure.

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“May I?” he asked.

She was caught off guard. He was just brushing the ends, but each soft tug stimulated all the nerve endings on her head. “Okay.”

He continued combing the last inch of the locks, rubbing them between his fingers. She’d assumed he’d forgotten how much she enjoyed this, but then he ran his fingers through her hair, lifting it from her face and gently easing out any tangles.

It was the most intimate they’d been in years.

He did it again, deliberate and slow. Brady had large hands, and she missed what he could do with them. He was even better with his mouth. It had taken time and direction, but once he’d figured out her spots, his tongue had been fucking magical.

He moved in closer, starting at her temples and combing at the roots before running his fingertips down the strands. The sensation was hypnotic. Jesus, if he’d done this instead of joking, the fight never would’ve started. With him standing so close, Sam got a hit of his scent. It was the same heady combination he’d always had—wood spice deodorant and peppermint soap mixed with an earthy bit of sweat.

Years ago, she’d worn that smell on her like perfume.

He gathered her hair and put it over one shoulder.

“Better?” he asked.

She paused, unsure about the dynamic between them. The fight seemed to have dissipated, but there was a strange vibration now—a different kind of energy. Like the charge in the air before a snowfall. “Yes, better.”

But she hadn’t asked him to stop. She didn’t like that he had.

He went back to the counter. Sam watched as Brady put away the rest of the dishes, then stepped toward the sink and turned on the water.

“Thank you,” she said. “For helping.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to,” he replied softly. “I’m just not sure how to do it right. Like your system for putting things into the dishwasher.”

She did have a system. A way to stack everything for maximum efficiency. She didn’t know he’d noticed.

“And I don’t know how you know where everything goes in the cabinets without looking. It’s hard for me to keep track.”

Sam frowned, guilt stabbing. He’d always had issues recalling things. It was why they’d met in the first place. Why was she never patient with it?

Staring at his profile, she threw out some sarcasm to lighten the mood.

“Well, silly. If you can’t figure out where things go, I’ll fucking tell you.”

She wasn’t sure if he’d missed the lightness in her tone, or if he’d caught it and was embarrassed regardless, but from this angle, she could see his chin lower slightly as a swallow constricted his throat. It was a small tell, something he used to do when she was tutoring him, ashamed because he’d gotten an answer wrong.

Back then she’d soothe him, put a hand on one of his giant arms and tell him it was her job to help him get things right. He’d blush and smile up at her, eyes sparkling and hopeful.

He wasn’t smiling now. But a strange part of her…liked his discomfort.

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Rebecca Grace Allen is an author of sweet, sexy and soul searching romance, emphasis on the sexy! She holds a Bachelor of Arts in English with a double concentration in Creative Writing and Literary Comparison, as well as a Master of Science degree in Elementary Education, both of which seemed like good ideas at the time. After stumbling through careers in entertainment, publishing, law and teaching, she's returned to her first love: writing. A self-admitted caffeine addict and gym rat, she currently lives in upstate New York with her husband, two parakeets, and a cat with a very unusual foot fetish.

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New Release: Deliciously Sinful Liasons by L. M. Mountford (Adult, Erotica)

Deliciously Sinful Liaisons

by

L.M. Mountford

A collection of hot and orgasmic stories by The Lord of Lust

Synopsis:

Do you love hard men, strong women, sizzling chemistry and erotic scenes that make Fifty Shades of Grey look like five shades of beige?

Well, here you go...

7 Books, 7 hard and rugged men, 7 sizzling page turners that will have you devouring every word from start to finish...

And for the first time ever, an extract from the lord's long-awaited and much-anticipated sequel to his debut Sweet Temptations: The Boss's Daughter

-Broken

-Just Once

- Valentine Misadventures

-Together in Sydney

-Training Tracey

-Blood Lust

-Sweet Temptations

Warning: The stories in this steamy collection are so intense and the scene so hot, they may cause your kindle to melt while reading...

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About the Author: 

A self-confessed tiger fanatic, L.M. Mountford was born and raised in England, first in the town of Bridgwater, Somerset, before later moving to the city of Gloucester where he currently resides. A fully qualified and experienced scuba diver, he has travelled across Europe and Africa diving wrecks and seeing the wonders of the world.
He started writing when he was 14. Under the pseudonym Dark Inferno, he has written more than thirty fan fiction stories. When he was 21, he started publishing independently through KDP and Smashwords, continuing Erotica, before switching to dark and contemporary romance. 

Release Blitz & Giveaway: Stolen Kisses by Elena M. Reyes (Contemporary Romance/ Erotica)

Title: Stolen Kisses

Author: Elena M. Reyes

Genre: Contemporary Romance/Erotica

Release Date: April 27, 2018

Blurb

Four years of celibacy have turned Hunter Miles into a predator—a dangerous man. He’s horny. Hard. And coming home from college, he never expected to find Bailey Jones so tempting.
It’s an instant infatuation.

She’s the one woman he shouldn’t want—his little sister’s best friend. The last time he saw her she was a knobby-kneed little girl, but what welcomed him home was all woman—her decadent curves and a flirtatious smile tossed at him each time they are within arm’s reach.

She’s tempting.

Pushing.

Offering up her body to a man hanging by a very thin thread.

Fuck the consequences. He wanted her, and she was going to be in his bed by the end of the week.

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“Why?” It came out harsher than I intended, and immediately I felt bad. At once, my body lost some of its rigidness.

Bailey fidgeted, swallowing hard, her hands going to the edge of her tank top and scrunching the material—twisting it in her tiny hands while one foot tapped the hardwood beneath her.

She’d changed, and to be honest, I didn’t know which outfit was more of a danger to my mental stability. My cock was hard at the sight of her in this simple and sweet sleep set. Wept at the taunting way the material highlighted every curve I hungered to taste.

It wasn’t anything risqué or made to be provocative, and that’s what made it sexy.

Shorts—soft, and in a light pink cotton with a matching top. The fabric molded onto her curves like a second layer of flesh in the most delicious way.

“Why what?” she whispered, bringing me out of my perusal of her lithe form.

Her evasive answer wouldn’t do, and I took in a deep breath. I decided to change my approach. “Why does she think you kissed him, baby girl?” I asked again, tone much softer. The subtle hint of huskiness caused her breath to catch. For her pupils to dilate a tiny bit. “Answer me, little B. Why does she insist on you being his?”

And while her reaction to my presence placated me, it took everything within me to not spit that out, dripping in the acid that churned in my gut. Just the thought of her being with anyone was pushing against the invisible thread that held my sanity.

Bailey’s green orbs narrowed. She tried and failed to look offended by my question. However, at the corner of her plump lips was a small hint of a smile. “That’s none of your business, Hunter.”

“Defiance isn’t in your best interest, Bailey,” I countered, taking in the small shiver that rushed up her spine. “Everything that has to do with you is my business.”

“Since when?” Placing her hand on her hip, she cocked her head to the side with an arched brow. “Three and a half years have gone by, Miles, and barely a word. One email conversation, and a handful of calls. That’s it. In my eyes, our friendship is tentative at best.”

I almost smiled at the use of my last name. Whenever she was annoyed with me, I was Miles.

“And I’ll apologize for that misconception.” Standing up, I locked eyes with her. Made sure that she saw the want—the truth in my stare—while I made my way across the room. She swallowed and took a step back, but for each one of hers, I’d take two. Didn’t stop until there was but a mere inch of separation between her body and mine. A stray curl caught my eye, and I reached out to place it behind her ear, my fingers skimming down the side of her neck. “But we will never be estranged, sweet girl. Never could be strangers when we share so much history together.”

“Shared. Past tense…” didn’t miss the breathiness in her voice. “…I don’t know you anymore.”

I devoured the sight of her chest rising and falling with each exaggerated breath. The way her nipples tightened, pressing against the thin fabric of her top. How the goosebumps on her skin spread, having nothing to do with the room’s temperature.

She wanted me closer. Welcomed this pulsing need that flowed between us.

Inhaling deep, I took the subtle scent of vanilla into my lungs and hissed as an electrical pulse rushed through my every nerve ending. It settled on the swollen tip of my dick. My chest expanded with the act and her eyes wandered lower, down my torso, and then paused at my throbbing erection.

Bailey licked her lips, and I smirked. “Eyes up here,” I crooned low, and green eyes met grey. There was no mistaking her labored breathing nor the heavy-lidded look of desire she wore. Something I’d use to my advantage to make baby girl mine. “I’m only going to say this once, so pay attention.” She nodded, and I leaned down to her level, placing my lips next to her ear. “For most of my life you’ve been that adorable little girl who slept over and was my sister’s best friend. My friend. But tonight...fuck—tonight, when you walked in and our eyes met, that reality ceased to exist. That tiny beauty I knew morphed into a beautiful woman that I plan to get to know. Romance, and then someday soon...own. Because I will. Of that I have no doubt.”

“Hunter, I…”

Placing a finger over her lips, I silenced her. “No more words. Let me show you with actions.” My lips skimmed down her neck and nipped her collarbone before walking out of the living room and up the stairs. Left her standing there dazed and immobile.

I’d laid a lot on her tonight, and she needed to process. Accept her new reality.

That Hunter Miles was going to woo the fuck out of her.

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Elena M. Reyes was born and raised in Miami Florida. She is the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she would.

As a small child, she was always intrigued with all forms of art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E. Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.

Her passion for reading over the years has amassed her with hours of pleasure. It wasn't until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and letting her characters grow.

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Book Blitz & Giveaway: To Save Sir by Laylah Roberts (Erotica, Romance)

To Save Sir
Laylah Roberts
(Doms of Decadence, #7)
Publication date: February 6th 2018
Genres: Erotica, Romance

What would you do to save the person you loved? Would you die for them? Would you kill for them?
She just wanted to make the world a better place…
All Jenna wanted was to help people. That’s why she went to medical school. Why she joined Doctors Without Borders. She knew she could make a difference …until the day her world is ripped apart.
He didn’t think there was any good left in the world…
Curt Nolan didn’t feel hope any more. He didn’t feel much of anything. The only thing that got him out of bed was his job at Black-Gray Investigations. Until he is hired to rescue Jenna. She’s everything he isn’t. Good, kind, sweet.
And when he realizes the danger to Jenna isn’t over, Curt knows he’ll do whatever is necessary to protect her.
Contains BDSM and hot, hot sex.

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She blinked back tears. The look on his face became slightly panicked.
“Jenna?”
“I’m okay. Just feeling a bit off balance.”
“Understandable. We’re only a few hours from where we’ll meet the chopper then we’ll be airlifted out of here, and you can return home and get on with your life.” Travis stood and left.
She shivered. “He makes it sound so easy. Like being kidnapped and held by extremists happens every day.”
“It won’t be,” Curt told her bluntly. “He’s trying to keep you feeling positive and happy because we can’t afford to have you lose it right now. Then we’d probably have to sedate you.”
Panic filled her at the thought of being helpless. “Don’t. Please. I couldn’t take that. I’m not going to go crazy on you.”
“I know you won’t. I know how strong you are.”
“I don’t feel very strong right now.”
“Not everyone would have survived eight days in that hell hole and still come out sane. You did. Because you’re strong. You remember that when you’re feeling low. When you’re wondering why you were taken. When you’re scared. You survived. That’s all you ever have to do, Jenna, survive. Because I will always come for you.”

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Laylah Roberts has loved reading since she was little and has recently discovered the passion of writing. She hopes you love reading her books as much as she loves writing them.
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Review from Sadie: Fire Lust by R.E Hargrave (Fantasy Romance, Erotica)

Heather Marsden and Cody Stevens have been an item since their first year of high school. With their future planned and their college graduation within reach, Cody gets devastating news from his doctor. Heather must now cope with the knowledge that she might lose the man who was supposed to be her forever. 

While trying to come up with a grand final birthday surprise for him, Heather ends up befriending the new girl in town. Suzanne Cross lives a hippie life full of color and extravagance, seemingly without a care in the world. In truth, she’s all alone and hides a secret. 

Heather’s new friend is something more than human, but how far will she be willing to go to save Cody? Just how much faith in “love” can she muster?

***Contains adult material, including sex and recreational drug use. Meant for readers 18+***

Wow! It is hard to come up with the words to describe how I felt after reading Fire Lust by R.E.Hargrave. I sometimes forget what I have signed up to read so opening my kindle app is always a surprise on what I may find.This erotic tale of Heather and Cody's relationship that his seemingly coming to a close because he is dying of cancer will not only warm your heart but fan the flames in another area as well. 

Cody tells Heather for his last birthday he would like a threesome. Heather's new friend and classmate may be the answer to his prayers in more ways than you can imagine. The sex scenes are HOT! A few times I had to stop and think how certain things would physically work out. Nothing shy about this author, everything is upfront and detailed but I didn't feel overwhelmed because it all flowed with the story. And talk about a happy ending, the surprise twist had me gasping. 

The entire story will have you gasping too. Enjoy reading in a hot bath or curl up with Baily's on ice and some dark chocolate. If you feel real spicy read before bed with your favorite someone.

Domestic engineer. Dreamer. And quite possibly certifiable.

Believing every story can shine bright with a bit of tenacious tough love, R.E. Hargrave is thorough and to the point. An international bestselling author, she takes storytelling and manuscript polishing seriously, working with her authors and on her own creations to ensure they come to life, crawling from the pages and into the reader’s souls.

Hargrave lives on the outskirts of Dallas, TX and is married to her high school sweetheart; together they are raising three children. A native 'mutt,' she has lived in New Hampshire, Pennsylvania, South Carolina, Alabama, Texas, and California. She is fond of setting her stories—which range from the sweet to the paranormal, to the erotic and horrific—on location in South Carolina and Texas.

Hargrave is best known for her erotic BDSM series, The Divine Trilogy. The final book in the trilogy, Surreal, was a 2015 Golden Flogger Award Finalist with BDSM Writer’s Con. In 2017, her short novella Brooklyn Blues was also a GFAFinalist.

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Review from Sadie: A Slave for the Demon by Verity Vixxen (Erotica, BDSM, Paranormal, Monsters, Demons, M/F)

A Slave For The Demon

Paranormal Demon Lust Book 1

Verity Vixxen

Erotica, Paranormal, M/F, BDSM, Monsters, Demons

A young slave woman from the mine pits, chosen as a sacrifice. 

A demon of insatiable lust.

What will happen when he takes her as his own?

I did not know when I awoke that today would be unlike any day I'd ever known before. Today, I was picked for the Master and freed from the slave pits. I have been chosen as a sacrifice for a demon called forth from Hell. A demon of insatiable lust. A demon who demands utter obedience, inflicts pain, and takes whatever he wants. I will be all his, utterly and completely. I will pleasure him in every way I know how. I want him, more than I've ever wanted anything before.

This story features BDSM elements: whips, chains, dominance and submission. It also featuresvoyeurism , a demon with a very, very large.... appendage, and a pair of imps who like to join in on the action. Not to be read by the faint of heart.

This short story is 8000 words. It is the first part in the three-part series. It does not have a cliff-hanger ending and can be read stand-alone.

While browing through the free section on amazon looking for something interesting, I found A Slave for a Demon by Verity Vixxen.Yeah, the title and author's name alone should tell you this is a sexified book.

A slave girl working in the mines of hell is hand picked to be ¨ The Master's¨ new play thing. This should be disturbing but it is very tantilizing. Our leading lady has no name but then in hell does one need one? The master made me think of Tim Curry in Legend.

Scenes are very hot! It is a quick read that may have you panting for more.

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You'll find Verity wherever hot sex can be had. Sometimes, that's the mundane world, but more often than not, you'll find her deep in a fantasy of her own creation, in exotic, erotic locations, and distant worlds. 
Whether you're being swept off your feet by lusty pirates, taken by the t-rex, or pounded by aliens, Verity writes to immerse you in a sexual world of hard loving that will leave you panting for more. 
Verity aims to arouse your mind, as well as your body, with well-crafted stories, sexy heroes and heroines, and lots of steamy, steamy sex.
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"The glass of the mirror frosted as though covered in ice and then it shimmered and suddenly Master Asim and I were no longer reflected in it.
Instead, there stood a monster, a demon. He was seven feet tall and completely naked. His skin was the red of fire, and his hair was black as coals, with two horns rising on either side of his head. His face was all angles and plains; with high cheekbones and a chin that jutted unnaturally. Eyes, dark and filled with malice, roamed the room. His frame filled the mirror, thick ropes of muscle bulging from his chest and neck, but my eyes were drawn downwards to the giant - - that hung down his leg, the size of a bull’s.
What would that thing look like when erect?
Upon each of his shoulders sat a tiny imp, exact replicas of their master but no bigger than the length of my forearm. They were dwarfed against his enormous bulk. Behind him, I could see only flames and bare rock, and with horror I knew that I must have been looking into the depths of Hell.
The demon came forward and ducked his head. He stepped through the mirror and was suddenly in the room with us. Immediately, I could feel his warmth radiating towards me like flames. I could not draw my eyes away from the demon's member, swinging as he walked.
"Oh, great Lord!" called Master Asim, though it would seem that here he was the servant. "I have brought you this morsel to satiate your lust!"
The demon turned its black eyes towards me and smiled, showing rows of sharpened teeth. When it spoke, its voice was a booming rumble that thudded inside my skull. "You belong to me now," he said. "Please me, and I shall give you ecstasy beyond your imagining. But displease me…" His face grew angry, and I quivered with fear and expectation.
The demon stepped closer.
Asim moved away, taking a seat in the chair behind us. I could see the lust and excitement on his face. Whatever was going to come next, he was going to be a spectator and he was going to enjoy it.
"You are to do exactly as I say," said the demon. "You will not speak, will not make a noise, unless I order it. You shall do nothing, touch nothing, unless I order it. I own you, completely. Understand?"
I swallowed and nodded.
The demon smiled his sharp-toothed, malicious smile. He reached out a single, long, black-clawed finger and touched my shoulder. A burning pain jolted down my arm the moment his nail laid against my flesh. I looked down to see a strange symbol, glowing on my skin where the demon had touched me. The demon pinched the corner of my robe. The dress disintegrated beneath his touch, turning to ash that floated around me as the last tendrils of material disappeared.
I was completely naked and at the mercy of a demon.
"Over there. Hands and knees. Now."