The Devil's Pact - S01 E278

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E278

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 278

Introduction:

Mark and Mary gave their sex slaves the choice to stay or leave, and the sluts grapple with their decisions.

"Decisions"

Desiree de la Fuente

I caught Alison's eyes across the dining room, across all the shouting wonen.

They had just left. Mark and Mary. With a few words, I was suddenly horrified to discover I didn't choose to be their...slut. My entire world was crumbling as I realized for the last three weeks of my life I had been a different person, a plaything for Mark and Mary. Someone to satiate their lusts and cook them food. I had always thought of myself as a strong, independent woman, not easily cowed or swayed. And yet, Mark says one word and I begged to be his whore. I shivered in disgust.

"We should call the cops," Fiona was shouting.

"What good would that do?" Lillian demanded. "Master controls the police. Just be a good girl and calm down. You're one of their chosen women, I don't see what you're all worked up about?"

Fiona flushed. "Some of us aren't sluts who enjoy being degraded!"

Lillian's pale face flushed with color and she screeched as she leapt at the strawberry-blonde Fiona. Noel grabbed Lillian and threw her back, standing between the two women. Fiona gave a snarl and fled the room. Alison caught my eyes and pointed upstairs. I nodded and we slipped out as Noel and Lillian started shouting at each other.

I sighed in relief as I closed the door to our bedroom. It hit me then. This was my house, and I was forced to stay in the guest bedroom. Mark and Mary stole my bedroom when they stole the house from Brandon and myself. Tears started welling up in my eyes as the full enormity of what had happened crashed into me.

"Shh," Alison whispered, hugging me.

My heart quickened in my breast. Alison had this nympho act. Well, maybe it wasn't an act, but underneath she was a sweet, loving girl. I felt relief sweep through me as I held her. I loved Alison, not because Mark or Mary made me, but because I really loved her. I wrapped my arms around her, holding mi Sirenita, my little mermaid, to me. I found her full lips and kissed her, tasting the watermelon lip gloss she wore

When I broke the kiss, Alison's brown eyes shined with love. I stroked her face, ran my hands through her bubblegum-pink hair. It was a shame she dyed it. Alison showed me a picture of her a year ago and she had the most beautiful, honey-brown hair. Alison's left hand grabbed mine, the diamond engagement ring sparkling on her finger. When I saw the ring I just knew it was perfect, two mermaids were engraved on the band, their arms were the mount for the diamond. Alison brought my hand down to her bodice. We were both wearing the disgusting maid outfits that Mark liked us to wear. Outfits with transparent bodices that exposed our breasts and skirts so short that when we bent over our butts and vaginas were exposed. It was just obscene.

Alison took my hand and shoved it down her bodice. I could feel her full breast and the silver barbell that pierced her nipple. "Do you still love me?" Alison asked as I fondled her breast.

"Yes, mi Sirenita," I purred.

Somehow, this beautiful creature had captured my heart. Maybe it was the fact we were thrown together and forced to share a bed, maybe I was always attracted to women, deep down inside me. Maybe she was my soulmate. I didn't know. All I knew is that I've never felt anything for another person like I do for her. Well, that wasn't true. I felt this way to Mark and Mary before they freed me from their spell. But, this was real. I gave her breast a nice squeeze.

"Good," she whispered and pulled my face down to kiss me again as I played with her breast.

Alison deftly maneuvered me to the bed as we kissed and pushed me down to sit on the mattress; I was breathing heavily as she quickly shrugged off the maid's outfit, revealing all her naked beauty. She was young, only seventeen, and had the perky curves of a teenager. Her skin was pale and beautiful and soft as silk. Her pussy was shaved and she had tattooed, "Cum on in," with an arrow that pointed down to her pussy.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me, kissing her flat belly. I slipped off the bed so I was kneeling before her, my face inches from her tight pussy. Her clit was hard, peaking out of its hood, and I could smell her honey. Her thighs parted eagerly for my lips and licked up her slit. I could feel her body tremble with pleasure as my tongue caressed her.

"Oh, fuck that's nice," Alison moaned. "Umm, I love it when you eat my pussy, Desiree"

I spread open her clam, and licked around her pink, wrinkled labia, gathering a tongue-full of her sweet honey. I sucked her labia into my mouth, enjoying the feel of her intimate flesh on my lips before I kissed higher up to her clitoris. I swirled my tongue around her little pearl and Alison gave a sharp intake of pleasure.

"You keep that up and you're gonna make me cum," Alison purred.

"Promise?" I asked with a saucy smile.

Alison laughed and then moaned as i dived back into her delicious pussy. I decided to follow her tattoo's instructions and shoved two fingers up inside her hungry clam. Alison's fingers were digging into my hair as I slowly fucked them in and out. I went back to nibbling on her clit, ever so gently. Her hips were starting to rotate, grinding her sweet clam on my lips as her pleasure mounted inside her.

"Umm, yes! Oh yes!" she purred in delight. "Just keep playing with my button! Urrım, yes, right there! Oh, fuck! Desireel I'm cumming! Oh, my Latin beauty!"

My mouth was rewarded with some fresh juices as Alison crearned my lips. Her body shook on my lips as a nice orgasm spread through her. I kept eating her out, wanting to give mi Sirenita another cum. I pumped my fingers in and out of her faster, bent them just so, and found her G-spot. She bucked on my face as a second, stronger orgasm swept through her.

"Oh fuck! That was amazing, Desiree!"