The Devil's Pact - S01 E282

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The Devil's Pact - S01 E282

Okay Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 282

I called for a taxi and paid with my debit card. As the cab drove me to Tacoma, I thought about my future. I wouldn't be Mark and Mary's sex slave again, not if I could help it. But, maybe, they would let me be their...adviser. Their Vizier. I could inform them about the magic and maybe I would make my own deal with the devil. As long as I stayed subservient to them, there's no reason that I couldn't have some fun.

The music in the club was a booming dubstep. It was dark inside, various colored spotlights flashing about the club. There was a bar and circular tables on one side, and a large dance floor on the other. The club was filled with women of all shapes and races: lipstick lesbians, punk girls with spiked hair, butch women with short hair, goth girls in depressing blacks, and many more.

I had fun, dancing and grinding on a few girls. I hit it off with this one girl who had the most unusual hair. Half was dyed bubblegum pink, the other half cotton-candy blue. In fact, her name was Candy and whether that was her real name or an affectation, I didn't know. She found my glasses cute, and we were soon making out on one of the couches that lined the wall of the club.

Candy was quite affectionate, and her mouth as sweet as candy. She was short, like me, and very curvy, unlike me. Her hand slipped under my short skirt and started playing with my shaved pussy as we kissed. Feeling bold, I pushed up her skirt and discovered she wasn't wearing panties. I ran my finger through her smooth pussy. I gathered up a copious coating of her juices and sucked them into my mouth. "Umm, you taste as sweet as candy, I joked.

She licked her lips. "Why do you think I'm called Candy?"

I laughed and kissed her again. She grabbed my hips and pulled me into her and our clits started rubbing together. The spell required me to 'lie with a woman as if I were a man, and fully know her, and it sounded like a euphemism for tribadism. When I 'fully know her, which I'm hoping means the both of us cumming, I was to utter the Hebrew word for cock, Shophkah. All the spells that I had seen were Hebrew words. I had only translated maybe a sixth of the book and skimmed the rest.

Our pussies ground together harder and faster, our orgasms building. "Oh yes!" Candy gasped. "Oh, god yes! I love this couch! I always get lucky on this couch!"

I rubbed harder and harder. "Oh yeah, who else have you done this with!"

"Oh, this beautiful, auburn-haired woman!" she gasped. "Two weeks ago. She was the most stunningly gorgeous woman in the world!"

She was talking about Mary, I realized. What a small world. Our clits were rubbing hard together as we pleasured each other. Candy was moaning wordlessly, her finger slipping into the cleft of my buttocks and teasing my asshole. When her finger slid into my ass, I slammed my clit into hers at the sudden intrusion. Candy bucked beneath me as she came.

"Fuck, fuck, that's so good!" she shrieked, wiggling her finger deeper into my bowels.

I felt my orgasm shudder through me and I moaned one word, "Shophkah!"

Warmth bubbled up in my pussy and pleasure shook through my body as my clitoris became red hot. I moaned and felt pleasure as my clit engorged and lengthened, pushing into Candy's pussy as it grew. I was suddenly surrounded by her warm, slippery flesh. It was better than I imagined it would be. My hips started pumping my cock inside her delightful cunt.

Candy's eyes opened in shock. "What the fuck!" she gasped. "Is that a dildo?"

I didn't answer her, I was too lost in the pleasure around my cock to care about anything other than pumping It in and out of her pussy. Candy's hand wormed between our bodies, sliding down to feel where my cock penetrated her cunt. Her fingers wrapped around the shaft of my cock and followed it up to my groin. I could see her eyes widen in amazement as she realized what she felt. Her fingers slipped underneath and found my wet pussy.

"Holy shit! You have a cock, now!"

"Yeah," I panted, fucking her harder and harder.

"How?"

"Magic."

She let out a throaty moan. "I love magic!" Her hips started thrusting up to meet me and I kissed her sweet lips.

My cock felt so amazing in her slippery depths. I was completely enveloped in warrn, soft flesh. Every movement of my cock built the pleasure mounting inside me. I fucked her faster and faster, feeling an overwhelming urge to cum as fast as possible. God, no wonder guys were so quick to finish. This urge was almost driving all thoughts from my mind. I just needed to cum.

I groaned loudly as this pressure shot out from my ovaries and out through my cock and I spilt my seed into Candy's sweet cunt. "Oh my god, you can cum!" she gasped. "Holy shit!" More blasts flooded her pussy as she came a second time, her cunt contracting pleasantly about my cock. "Holy shit!" Candy panted one more time.

I concentrated, the spell said could summon and dismiss the cock at will, and I felt my cock shrinking and withdrawing from her cunt until it was back to being my tiny little clit. Candy just gaped, rubbing her eyes as she saw my dick-less groin.

"Wow, oh, wow! Can you fuck me with that again?"

Lillian Franks

I didn't get why the other girls were upset. Being Mark and Mary's sluts was so rewarding. I was so jealous that day when I first met Mark and he took Alison as his sex slave and left me to work the rest of my shift at Hot Topic with a cunt full of his curn. I stalked out of the house, I didn't see the point in hanging around with these ungrateful ladies. If they wanted to throw away the great honor of being Mark's slut, fine with me. More Master and Mistress for me to fuck.

Feeling horny, I decided not to waste the opportunity of having the night to myself and grabbed my phone, looking up this hot piece of ass's number. "Hey Zelda," said when she answered the phone.

Zelda was this cute, punk girl fucked a few weeks ago. I met her at Hot Topic when Master came in the second time and made me his slut. I filmed our fucking so Master and Mistress could watch it later. She was a great lay and I wouldn't mind making it with the girl again.

"You never called me back," Zelda pouted. "I thought we had a great time."

"We did," I quickly told her. "In fact, I'm looking to have another good time."

Zelda gave a wicked laugh. "I bet Spike would just love that."

"Spike?" I asked. "Is he cute?"

Zelda purred. "You'll just want to eat him up. Come on over."

I pulled on a red corset and a very short, black skirt trimmed with black lace. Thigh-high, fishnet stockings covered my pale legs, held up by a black garter belt. I didn't bother with the panties. I pulled my black hair, streaked with blue and purple highlights, into two pigtails. I looked hot. My gold choker glinted prettily around my neck so everyone could see who I belonged to. I happily headed outside to my blue Fusion Hybrid, I frowned, the passenger door had three bullet holes in it and the passenger seat was leaking stuffing.

Oh well, Master had the money to fix it. I hopped in, and started up my car. I had won a masturbation contest to get this car. That had been exciting, pleasuring myself while a bunch of strangers watched. It was so nasty. That's why I loved being their slave, I got to do all these nasty, fun things. I gunned the car, and roared out of the street, past all the media, and took off to Zelda's apartment.

She didn't live too far away, Chestnut Hill apartments off Meridian, halfway down South Hill into the Puyallup Valley and downtown Puyallup. I parked my car in front of the M building and climbed up the stairs to the third floor and knocked on the door. Zelda opened it, wearing only a skimpy, black thong. Her small breasts had gold rings pierced through her nipples and tattooed on her right breast was a green serpent coiled about her tit. That was new, she didn't have that two weeks ago.

The serpent's tongue flicked out pink towards her areola to lick at her nipple. A sultry grin appeared on her almost-cute face. She would be cute, except her hair was spiked up into a black mohawk streaked with red, the sides shaved off.

"Slut," Zelda smiled and grabbed my pigtail and pulled me in for a kiss. My hands found her breasts, pulling on her nipple rings as her tongue stabbed into my lips and roughly wrestled with my tongue. She broke the kiss and pulled me into the apartment by my pigtail.

Sitting on her couch was a cute guy wearing only a pair of ripped jeans. His chest was muscular and hairless. His face had a chiseled chin and deep, blue eyes. Just like Master's eyes. His hair was shaved and black spikes were pierced through his eyebrows, a black bull's ring pierced his nose, and both of his ear lobes were distorted by wide, black ear expanders.