The Devil's Pact - S01 E229

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E229

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 229

I fell asleep almost immediately and when I woke up the car was winding its way up a hill to a village perched at the crest. I sat up, rubbing my eyes as the cab weaved its way through the narrow streets past ancient stone buildings to the front of a large stone structure.

"Is this a hotel?" I asked, frowning.

"No," Maryam replied, sliding out. "It is where I live. Come inside, I have a spare room you can use."

Fuck, I was too tired to argue and she seemed harmless. I mean, I easily weighed twice as much as her. The door was wood, bound with iron and there was a several signs that was too tired to read. Maryam produced a cast iron skeleton key and unlocked the door and led me inside. She led me through the foyer into a short hallway lined with narrow doors. She opened one, revealing a tiny room, little more than a square with a cot.

I turned to thank her and blinked in shock. Was I dreaming? I pinched my arm. No, that hurt.

Maryam was naked, her lithe, dusky body gorgeous. Her breasts perky with youth, topped with dark nipples. A mat of thick pubic hair covered her pussy and the smile on her face was both virginal and predatory. My cock hardened in my pants as I drank in her beauty. She walked towards me, her breasts swaying and pressed up against me, her lips hot and wet on mine.

My wife's face floated up in my mind and I pulled away from the kiss. "Maryam what are you doing?"

Her hand slid into my pants and found my hard cock, stroking it in her hands and suddenly it didn't matter that I was married. Tina would never know. She was all the way back in Tacoma. How would she know what I did in France. Maryam pushed me back and I sat down on the bed. She bent down, pulled off my jeans and then my boxers, exposing my hard cock.

"So nice," she whispered.

She slid her finger down her taut body, through the forest of pubic hair and then slid them up inside her pussy. When she pulled them out they were sticky with her juices. She straddled my waist and rubbed her fingers on my forehead, then down the side of my face and to my mouth. She tasted of honey.

Maryam rose up, her hand on my cock and guided my shaft to her pussy. She was wet and felt like silk as her cunt sank down onto my cock. I groaned in pleasure, after two kids, Tina wasn't this tight. I sank back onto the bed and watched this gorgeous angel ride slowly up and down on my cock, her round breasts heaving as she fucked me. I reached up, sliding my hand up her smooth side to cup the soft orb. I squeezed it, delighting in the spongy feel and then I ran my fingers across her hard nipple.

"Umm, you feel so hard inside me," she purred as she rode me.

I groaned, her cunt was so tight. God, I hadn't had a cunt this tight since I was in college. Nothing felt better than the tight cunt of a teenager on your dick. Her pussy gripped my cock like a tight glove, rubbing silkily up and down as she fucked me. My balls were boiling, the pressure growing inside me. Growing larger and stronger.

"I'm gonna cum!" I moaned. "Let me pull out!"

"No, cum in me," she gasped. "Let me feel your lust shoot inside mel Oh, yes!"

She spasmed on me, her cunt deliciously contracting about my cock. I was thrusting my hips up into her, the sensation on my cock was getting to much to handle. My balls couldn't take it anymore and my cum exploded out through my dick and up into her wet cunt

"Shalak!" she screamed and I feel something inside me snap, a chain about my soul, binding my will to another. I felt freedom, and tears brimmed in my eyes as my soul sang in joy.

"Wh-what just happened?" I stammered as she slid off me.

Maryam was suddenly shy, covering her body with the blanket. "You were a Thrall, Doug," she answered. "I have freed you from the Warlock's power."

And then she explained it all to me. Nuns, Warlocks, summoning demons. Everything I saw watching Mark Glassner, how everyone around him behaves. How I so easily agreed to do whatever he told me, including killing a man. It all finally made sense. Mark Glassner sold his soul for power and made me his pawn.

"God has a purpose for you, Doug." Maryam said as I wept before her.

I could feel it in my soul. I had been touched by God when she