i summoned up a lesser demon last night, after accidentally operating a pentalpha ring, it was an ugly looking thing, pathetic really. it's name was alelouith and it had tiny red wings upon it's back, not large enough to lift him an inch above the ground. he crawled around on my rug like a creature, i watched him for a while. 

he was babbling away in some god forsaken language, possibly early version of ouranian barbaric, spluttering out demented fractured sounds from it's wide mouth and hissing like a reptile.

the thing was disoriented and angry and eventually it stopped it's wanderings and noticed me staring at it.

it muttered it's gibberish and pointed it's finger accusingly at me as it began to march towards me. i blew it over with one long exhale, just like blowing out a candle, watching it rolling backwards and then i grabbed the choke chain that my dog usually uses and put it on alelouith. 

for a lesser demon the thing was assertive, it hollered at me, stomped it's red webbed clawed feet, even shook his strange three claw fingers at me in some kind of odd angry fist. 

a stream of smoke expelled itself from it's nostrils, and for the first time i noticed the hundreds of tiny fangs that filled his mouth. he seemed to have multiple sets concertined in his mouth.
the thing took a few hours to imprint with a simple behaviour modification, bad behaviour = pain.
it calmed down after i fed it some dog food and gave it some water and i filed down his outrageously sharp claws during which he nipped me with his teeth so i filed them down as well. my toes was spurting blood all over my rugs. 
i ran up to the bath and washed the blood away, leaving a trail of blood like a splatter scene from a dexter murder. i wrapped it in bandage with a hydrogen peroxide dressing. 
when i returned downstairs alelouith had put on a dvd, it was breaking bad series 6, walt and jessie were stealing chemicals. alelouith had his hands buried in a packet of goji berries, he was sucking down a coconut drink and making a mess all over the sofa.
i couldn't let him stay, so in the evening i preformed a banishing ritual. he looked at me, his sad little eyes glimmering and affectionate as i drew a pentangle in the air and said the words. i laughed and he vanished in a puff of smoke leaving a few drops of tears in a tiny pool on the floor.
these beings just need tough love i thought as i made my cocoa drink and prepared for an early night.