The devil's pact - S01 E104

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The devil's pact - S01 E104

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me. Anger surged inside me. They were feeding me like a dog begging for scraps. The meat had a spicy aroma and was covered with an orange sauce. I turned my head away.

The only food you're going to get." Mary said, holding the meat in front of my face.

It smelled delicious and my stomach rumbled a second time. I would need to keep my strength up if I had a chance to escape. I wasn't giving in to their degrading request, just doing what I need to survive. I opened my mouth and grabbed the piece of meat. It tasted delicious, a spicy, orange flavor.

"My finger's are sticky, Mary said. Sighing, I licked and sucked the tasty sauce off her fingers. "Umm, she likes to suck," Mary told Mark. "I bet you would love to have her suck your cock."

"I would," Mark answered.

"Get to it, bitch," Mary barked.

I crawled under the table. Allison's hand was between Desiree's legs, now, fingering the woman's cunt. Mark's cock was hard and I sucked it into my mouth. I sucked hard, wiggling my tongue around the sensitive head and cupped his balls. I may as well get this over with as fast as possible.

"She's eager," Mark panted. "Thanks, Mare. You're the best."

"I know," Mary answered, pleased with herself. A hand rubbed my hair, petting me. "Good, girl, Mary praised. Fuck this was humiliating.

Just give in, be their slave.

No, no, no! I am stronger than this! I continued blowing Mark, bobbing my head and massaging his balls.

"On Thursday evening, around seven," Mark said, "a group of my friends is coming by."

Mary nodded. "Sure."

"We're a uh... gaming group. We get together most Thursdays to play D&D.

Mary chortled. "D&D. I recall someone finding it ridiculous that I used to play Vampire: The Masquerade."

"D&D players always look down on LARPers," Mark said, defending himself. "If its a problem, we can play at Tom's house."

"No, it's fine," Mary said. "Just giving you a hard time."

"Can I play," Lillian asked. "I love playing D&D."

"Sure," Mark said, in surprise.

"Anyways," Mary continued, "Diane was wanting to go clubbing, so Thursday night works great."

"Diane?" Mark asked.

"Yeah, from the Japanese steakhouse," Mary reminded.

"She was hot," Mark muttered. "So, hot"

Mark's cock suddenly flooded my mouth with cum. I coughed, pulling away in surprise. His next squirt sprayed my cheek and a third splashed across my forehead and nose. His cum was salty in my mouth and I swallowed. A fourth spurt arced out and landed on my right breast.

"Good girl," Mark praised and then brought a piece of meat down. He slid it through the cum on my tit and held it up to my lips.

I hesitated, then I ate the meat. What the hell, I already swallowed a load of cum. The spicy sauce masked the flavor of the cum anyways. Mary joined mark, swiping a red pepper through the cum and feeding it to me.

"So, what club are you going to?" Mark asked.

"The Clam Diver," Mary answered, swiping a sliced onion through the cum and feeding it to me. I licked her fingers clean without her asking. "It's a lezzie club in Tacoma."

"Can't wait to hear about it," Mark said and then kissed her.

"Oh," Mary said, "I think may have found an OB/GYN for us. Alice told me about her. She just started at a Group Health in Tacoma. I got an appointment at Thursday, 10 am."

"Sounds promising," Mark said.

Desiree suddenly moaned loudly. From my position on the floor, I could see Alison's fingers come away from her pussy sticky with Juices. "Did you just cum?" Mary asked.

"She did," Allison giggled. "Just wanted to show my appreciation for this delicious dinner."

As the dinner wrapped up, Violet took me into the kitchen and placed a plate on the floor, strips of beef and fried vegetables in a savory sauce over brown rice. Violet didn't give me any utensils and just looked apologetically at me.

"Dog's don't need forks," Mary quipped, from the dining room. "Ог hands."

I was starving, though, so I bent my head down and started hungrily eating the food of the plate. To my amazement, I cleaned my plate, my face was sticky with sauce and bits of rice. They let me stand up after that, and clean my face off. Then I was given a glass of water, my throat was parched and I chugged it down in one go.

Then I had to wash the dishes while Desiree and Fiona watched. If I slacked, or they thought I was slacking, Desiree or Fions or both would hit my tender ass with a rolled up newspaper. When the dishes were finished, Fiona grabbed my leash.

"Dog's crawl," she barked, when I started walking after her and she smacked my welted ass with the newspaper.

Fiona led me out of the kitchen and into the living room. Mark and Mary walted, both dressed, Mark in blue jeans and a white t-shirt, while Mary wore a yellow sundress with red orchids. Mark took my leash.

"Time for your walk," he said in that excited, babyish tone people use on their pets. He wrapped his other arm around Mary and kicked me in the ass, "Start crawling, bitch."

He couldn't mean to take me outside? Naked and crawling? With a dog's tall up my ass?

Mark used his foot to guide me to the front door. My heart was hammering in my chest. This couldn't be happening! Please, not this! Please, God! Mary opened the door and I froze. He pushed my ass with his foot, the pain was intense, but I couldn't do it. Mark brushed by me and yanked hard on the leash. I fell forward, my arm scarping on the wooden porch.

You can crawl, or you can be dragged," Mark warned.