Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20160726000337/@comment-27550231-20160827054527

I sit there on the bed watching Dasha assaults the demon liason. As Dasha grabs the demon by the collar her bag falls to the ground and multiple sex toys fall out. Dasha looks down surprised at the large amount of toys and blushes. "Oh HELLS NO!" Dasha starts to shake violently as the demon starts to slowly get up

???: "Owwww. Okay okay I'm sor-"

Dasha rolls up the sleeves on my shirt and interrupts the demon. "How dare you use such depraved things on my children and then try to use them on my husband too!" She pounces back on the demon and grabs her by the horns and scratches her face. The demon shoves Dasha off of her and tries to pick her up by the collar. "Listen here you little shit!" Dasha falls out of the large shirt naked and tackles her in the gut knocking her back onto the bed. I stand up and pick up my shirt and put it back on.

I look up and notice that a small crowd has formed again outside the door way. They stand there and mumble to each other as they watch the fight. When I finish tying my laces the crowd has increased and Dasha and the demon are still fighting. That's when Dila decides to up the ante and starts to chant "Dasha! Dasha! Dasha! Dasha!" and soon the entire crowd joins in the chant. Dasha surprisingly has had the upper hand in this fight the whole time, she straddles her chest and wrestles with the demon, pinning her to the floor. Dasha's face is contorted with anger, her brow is furrowed with rage, her face is redder than fresh blood, in here eyes there is thothing but hate and bloodlust. Her spirit is rejuvinated and she soon pins the demon and then starts to choke her and soon the chanting slowly dies down.

Me: "Hey now hun. Calm down there." The crowd starts to yell at Dasha pleading her to stop but no one moves. -Oh well. If Dasha kills someone who tried to seduce her husband they'll have to belive that we're married. The demon fearing for her life grabs Dasha's head and pulls her in for a headbutt and knocks her out. She pushes the unconcious danuki off her body and people soon start rush into the room. To keep up appearances I rush over to Dasha and hold her tiny body in my arms. Dila slides up and places her hand on Dasha's cheek.

Dila looks up to me smiling. "She's a scrappy one isn't she?" Dasha, stil unconcious, turns her face and starts to vigorously suck on Dilas finger. "Ewww... not this again..."

[Dream starts]