The Devil's Pact - S01 E210

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E210

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 210

"Doctor WolfTail, here are the test result," nurse Marley said, handing me Karen's chart. Thamina was sitting next to Karen, holding our slut-sisters hands. Karen was festooned with medical equipment. An oxygen mask, IV's, EKG monitors. She had been unconscious most of the day, but she would occasionally wake up and ask after Master and Mistress before falling back unconscious.

Mistress wanted me to look after her, so I represented myself as Karen's private doctor, which I was, I guess. I was all the sluts doctors, and Master and Mistress's as well. I glanced at the blood results, she was anemic, not surprising, her white blood cell count was normal, so not an infection, and blinked. That couldn't be right. These hGC levels can't be this high," I muttered to myself. They were 156,704 mlU/ml. "I need a transvaginal ultrasound, nurse."

The nurse returned in a few minutes with the ultrasound and we placed Karen in stirrups, I lubed the probe of the ultrasound and inserted it gently up her vagina, guiding the probe as I watched the screen. And there it was. A yolk sack. She was pregnant. And, based off the size, for 8 weeks and 4 days.

I frowned. When Karen started having the morning sickness symptoms, she swore that her last period started twelve days ago, on the seventh of June. What was going on here. She also insisted that a nun couldn't get pregnant, one of the gifts they were given. So, she'd only been having unprotected sex for little more than a week since her powers were broken.

Then how the hell was she eight-and-a-half weeks pregnant.

Mary and I walked out of the third Bank of America we robbed today, this one down on Pearl Street in Tacoma. It was a disappointing bank. Three male tellers and a female loan officer that was as stout as an outhouse. What's this world coming to when there were not even a moderately attractive bank teller. But Mary and I made the best of it.

"Umm, I've been thinking about your cock in my tight little ass all day," Mary whispered in my ear, rubbing my hardening cock through my pants. "What do you say, stud. Want to give your filly a nice ride?"

"I always want to give my filly a great fucking ride," I answered and kissed my sweet Mary on the lips.

There was a leather couch at this branch and I bent Mary over the arm rest, hiked up her blue skirt, exposing her beautifully plump ass. I gave her soft cheeks a squeeze, knelt down and spread her open, revealing her brown, puckered asshole. Mary sighed in pleasure as started to rim her, enjoying her sour flavor. I loved every part of my Mary.

I pushed at the tight ring of her asshole, slipping in and swirling about her velvety, hot walls, coating her insides with saliva. I pushed my tongue as deep as it could go, then pulled back and fucked it in again. Mary was sighing in pleasure as I rimmed her ass.

"Umm, ream my ass, hun!" panted Mary. "God, I love getting my ass eaten out!"

I stuck to fingers up into her cunt, getting them good and soaked and pushed them into her tight ass. I slid them in and out, lubing her asshole until her my fingers were disappearing into her ass with ease. Then I stood up, and pushed my cock into her pussy, burying all the way into her tight depths. When I pulled out my cock was sticky with natures lube, pussy juices, and moved my cock to her tight asshole.

"Wait," Mary said and I stopped. She stood up and walked around to lie down on the leather couch, the leather creaking as she lald across it on her back and wrapped her arms around her knees, pulling her legs back, exposing her ass and cunt. "Corne fuck your mare, my randy stallion!"

I eagerly crawled on top of her, her legs resting on my shoulders as I pushed my cock into her ass. I leaned over her, holding myself up on my arms as my dick slowly slid into her tight hole. Mary's green eyes twinkled in excitement as I stared into her emerald depths. I made my love to my fiancee's ass as an entire bank full of customers, tellers, and loan officers watched. Let them watch, let them see how much I loved my naughty filly.

"Oohh, your cock feels so amazing in my ass, Mark," Mary gasped beneath me. I was picking up my pace, fucking her faster and faster. Her ass was hot and gripped my cock firmly, pleasantly.

"Yes, yes! God I love you, love your cock!"

"Love your ass, Mare!" groaned. "Love your cunt, love your breasts. I love your emerald eyes, and love you most of all." was fucking her harder, pounding her ass. I wasn't going to last long. her bowels felt too good on my cock.

Mary had a happy smile on her face, her hands reached up and caressed my cheek. "You're making me cum, stud! Mmhh, my naughty stallions making me cuml"

Her ass was squeezing my cock as she bucked beneath me. I fucked her harder and harder as she moaned her orgasm. I was getting so close, my thrust becoming more furious as I neared the precipice. I was almost there and then I exploded in my sweet filly's ass, moaning through my teeth. Mary's legs spread open and I collapsed on her, kissing her sweet mouth as we held each other, cuddling and kissing and just enjoying holding each other.

When the bodyguard sluts finished loading the money, I pulled out of my Mary's ass, white cum trickling out onto the leather. Mary knelt down and licked my cock clean of her ass while 15 knelt behind her and licked her asshole clean of my cum. 15 fingered Mary to another orgasm while Mary swallowed the load I shut in her mouth.

We were near the Narrows Bridge and across the Narrows was Gig Harbor and the owner of the plane we were going to buy. But we still had more than an hour to kill so we had a delightful lunch at Joeseppi's, this great Italian restaurant across the parking lot from the bank we just robbed.

After lunch, we crossed the Tacoma Narrows, a, well, narrow part of the Puget Sound between the city of Tacoma and Gig Harbor. We got off highway 16 at the first exit after the bridge, heading towards the Tacoma Narrows Airport. I found a parking spot in front of the small facilities building for the airport and head inside.

"Mark?" a distinguished looking, older man asked.

He was sitting on a lounge seat next to a gorgeous woman, tall and willowy, long black hair that fell in beautiful curves around her delicate face. She looked bored, sitting gracefully in a wrap- around, flowery dress that left her right shoulder and belly exposed, and molded to her round breasts. The skirt was short, and her legs were gorgeous, delicately crossed to show off her toned calves. My cock stirred and I glanced at Mary and saw her eying the woman, lust twinkling in her eyes.

"Yes, I'm Mark and this is my fiancee, Mary," I introduced.

The man had a firm handshake. "I am Julius Prescott III, and this is my lovely wife, Monique." His lovely trophy wife, I thought.

"Pleased to meet you," Monique said, in a bored French accent.