Return of the Devil by Rod Gray - NEW Fox fan Fiction
2023 Genre: Vintage Sleaze / Sexpionage
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PROLOGUE: A PLAYTHING FOR PENELOPE COURAGE
Blaze’s shopping trip in Paris had been a spectacular success, she thought. Her rich boyfriend had a blurry Polaroid he took with him everywhere, of a beautiful woman with short white-blonde hair, cut in a pageboy bob. He could study that smeary photo for hours.
Blaze guessed she was The Woman, the one who had taken his virginity – so she had the best wigmaker in France re-create that hairstyle for her. She tucked her blood-red hair under the wig, studied herself in the mirror, shpritzed her cleavage with $500 a bottle perfume, and waited for her lover to return to their room in the George V Hotel.
But when he came back, carrying a 14 inch long box in one hand, his 6’7” frame filling the door, his eyes burning, he went berserk. He attacked her, shaking Blaze violently until her blonde wig went flying and her screams broke through his fog of rage. “I thought you would like it!” Blaze wailed.
“I hate that woman! She ruined my life. She left me to die in a burning building. Look what she did to my face!” He pulled furiously at the prosthetic he laboriously applied every day. “Look at me!” Blaze controlled herself, but she wanted to scream. “If you want to live, don’t ever wear that wig again. Burn it!”
Blaze nodded; she had never seen him in this mood before and wanted to placate him before he erupted again. He approached her, carrying the box.
“The surgeons in Saudi Arabia spent two years rebuilding my face into the melted mess you see today. I spent $10,000 having a Russian metalworker build me a special toy. Plans are in motion that will deliver Miss Penelope Courage into my hands, and I won’t let her go until she has paid in full.”
He opened the box and gave Blaze a demonstration of his toy.
He gave Blaze her horrible instructions. “Do this thing for me, and I will give you anything you wish.” Then they had very rough sex that went on for hours, and he finally fell into a drug-like sleep, his demons briefly at peace.
Blaze dragged her bruised, scratched body into the restroom, threw up, and was very very glad her name was not Penelope Courage.
Her lover lived up to his nickname. He was The Devil.