The Devil's Pact Pt. 07

"My pleasure," I smiled, groping her plump butt-cheeks.

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Mary Sullivan

We soaped each other, caressing the other's body under the pretense of washing. My nipples hardened as Mark played with them, and his cock throbbed as I washed his balls and stroked his cock. Feeling naughty, I knelt before him and took his cock lovingly into my mouth, sucking his girth while I fondled with his heavy balls.

"God I love you," he moaned as I sucked and bobbed. I was happy to give him this pleasure.

I worked more and more of his cock into my mouth as the warm water fell on us. He brushed the back of my throat and I relaxed, swallowing his cock until my lips pressed all the way to his pubes. I swallowed, constricting my throat about his cock before pulling back.

Then I deep-throated him again.

"Oh, fuck!" Mark groaned. "I love it when you do that."

And I loved kneeling before him, looking up at the lust in his blue eyes while his precum leaked into my mouth. I was so happy that I met Mark. We were going to have so much fun together. His balls tightened and I drew my mouth back up his shaft until only the tip remained between my lips.

"I'm gonna cum, Mare!"

I sucked harder, swirling my tongue about the tip of his cock, eager for his cum. He groaned, leaning back against the wall. And then he erupted his wonderful cum into my mouth with a low grunt. I swallowed as shot after shot flooded my lips.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" he groaned as the last blasts shot into my lips.

I slid my mouth off his cock, then tongued the slit to get out that last drop of his cum. I smiled up at him and he returned a boyish grin.

"God, I love you," he moaned as I stood up.

I smiled, and threw my arms around his neck, kissing him with cum on my lips. He would never let a slut kiss him with his spunk staining her lips, but he didn't care with me. He loved me so much, he was happy to kiss me at any time.

"You are the best," he panted when I broke the kiss.

"I know!" I grinned.

"Let me repay you," he told me. "You need to cum just as hard."

He was such a sweetie.

He knelt down before me, the shower rolling down his body. He was definitely losing weight and muscles were forming. He was turning into quite the hunk. He spread my thighs and I smiled down at him, putting all the love and lust I could into my gaze.

"You are a magnificent woman," he said. "You're willing to share my lusts and perversions, and brave enough to indulge in your own perversions with me."

"And you are quite the stud," I moaned. "Make me cum, Mark. Make your filly cry out in bliss."

"Gladly."

He buried his tongue in me, sliding through my wonderful folds. I moaned like a wanton hussy, his tongue sucking on my labia then brushed my aching clit. I gripped his short, brown hair, guiding his lips to where I wanted to be kissed.

"Eat my pussy!" I moaned, "Oh, it feels so fucking good! You're wonderful!"

He devoured me. His tongue explored my twat, searching out every sensitive spot inside my pussy. He found my clit and lashed it with his tongue. My moans and sighs echoed through the shower.

The pleasure was so intense. I squeezed my tits as I shuddered. I lifted my right leg, draping it over his shoulders. I shuddered, the heel of my foot sliding across his back as I shivered and gasp. He made love to my pussy, giving me such great pleasure. It swelled inside me.

"Oh, fuck! Eat me! Make your filly cum!"

Mark shoved his tongue deep into my hole, fucking me with his tongue, coaxing more and more pleasure out of me. I was on the cusp. And then I exploded. My heel dug into his back as my moans grew shrill.

I writhed as I came, my juices squirting out of me. Mark held me as my body slipped. I would have fallen down, but he held me, his lips locked to my cunt. He prolonged my bliss. He gave me as much pleasure as I could take.

I loved him so much.

But I needed more than his tongue.

"Ohh, that was nice," I breathed, staring down at him, "but your cock would feel so much better in my pussy!"

* * *

Mark Glassner

I didn't need to be told twice.

I pulled myself up with the shower bar, Mary's arms wrapping about me. We kissed, my lips sticky with her sweet, spicy musk. One of her hands grasped my cock and guided me to her wet hole. She rubbed it around until she found the entrance.

I thrust.

I loved being in her. I buried all the way into her depths, resting in her velvet warmth. I savored my fiancee's pleasant embrace, her flesh writhing about me. I wanted to just stay like this forever inside her. Kissing her. Loving her.

But my lust grew too great. I pulled back and thrust in again. Our wet groins slapped together as we made love in the steam. She bucked beneath me, her hands roaming my broad back, sliding down to squeeze my ass.

Our kiss broke and my lips found the gentle slope of her neck. "You're so tight and wonderful!" I moaned into her ear. "My wet filly!"

Her tongue was wet on my ear. "Make me cum, my great stallion! Make me erupt!"

I pressed her back against the shower wall, grabbed the shower bar for support, and fucked her with a passionate urgency. Mary writhed on my cock, her arms clawing at my back in passion. Her legs wrapped around my waist, holding me tight as my hands grabbed her silky rear.

"Cum for me!" I whispered, my balls tightening. "Let me feel your orgasm on my cock. Suck my balls dry!"

Mary bucked in my embrace, her cunt milking my cock, desperate for my seed. With a groan, I obliged her and shot my cum hot and thick into her womb. "Oh, fuck, I love that feeling!" she moaned. "There's nothing better than your guy shooting his hot passion into you!"

"There's something to be said about the loving embrace of a woman," I retorted, savoring the last caresses of her pussy as my cock softened in her depths.

"Hmm," she sighed, nuzzling my neck.

I sat her down, my cock popping out. We kissed for a few minutes, but then the pressure in my bladder grew too great. I was in the shower, so I turned away from her and relaxed, pissing down the drain.

"That's disgusting, Mark!" she gasped, her eyes fixed on my cock.

"What? You never piss in the shower?"

She shook her head. "God, that's what toilets are for, Mark. Christ, what's wrong with you?"

"Sorry, it's what I've always done." I shrugged, my stream dying.

"Well, not in my shower, mister!" she said, hands on hips. "Especially if I'm in the shower with you."

"Fine, fine," I said.

She stepped out of the shower and dried off. "Are you getting out?"

"Naw, it's nice in here, why don't you come back in?" I leered. "The pee all washed down the drain.

"I gotta pee, so would you mind...?"

"I don't mind," I answered.

"Fine," she said, green eyes tightening with annoyed before she sat down on the toilet. I stared at her and she flushed red. "Don't look?"

"I've seen you do some damned perverted things, Mare," I told her. "Is watching you pee the line you won't cross?"

She peered suspiciously at me. "You're not going to want me to pee on you, next?" she asked. "Or do you want to pee on me?"

"No," I said with a chuckle. "That's pretty nasty."

"Good, that's the line," she said, her urine splashing in the bowl. "If you want to do...that sorta thing, use one of the sluts." An image of Alison writhing on the floor as I pissed, moaning in pleasure as I degraded her slutty body with my urine, filled my mind. My cock throbbed. Maybe I had to try that one day.

Mary stood up and grabbed some toilet paper and swiped it through her pussy lips before flushing the toilet. She leaned over, her pale, plump ass wiggling at me, and she turned the Jacuzzi tub on. The water poured in, steam rising up. She waited for the water to fill up, and slid in. Then the water started bubbling, and she adjusted herself. She smiled broadly and writhed in the Jacuzzi.

"Did you find one of the jets?"

She nodded slowly. "Come join me," she said, waving an arm.

I shut off the shower and slid into the warm, bubbling water of the Jacuzzi next to Mary, wrapping an arm around her. "We're going to need a bigger house," I said.

"What?" she asked, voice thick with passion.

"Well, if we keep increasing the number of sluts we have, the Fitzsimmons's house is going to get crowded."

"We'll build a big mansion," Mary said. "With dozens of rooms."

"And what'll we do with so many sluts?"

"Put them to work. I've been thinking about this, they can cook, clean, tend the stables."

"Stables?" I asked.

"For the horses," she said, rolling her eyes. She was fond of doing that when I asked a stupid question. "And they can do the landscape and make us money."

"Oh, how?" I asked. "Do we keep their paychecks?"

"No, no," Mary said, shaking her head. "We can whore them out. Men'll pay good money to sleep with our sluts!" My cock stirred at the thought of all our sweet sluts spreading their legs for money.

"I like that idea," I said, stroking Mary's thigh and bending over to kiss her freckled shoulder.

Mary moaned into the kiss as her hand found my cock beneath the bubbling water. "I can tell how much you like the idea," she said, wickedly as she stroked my cock a few times. Then she straddled my waist, skillfully maneuvering my cock and slid down on my hard length. I groaned in pleasure as her silky, tight pussy engulfed my cock.

"Sometimes I wish that we could just stay like this forever," she moaned. "My pussy impaled on my horny stallion."

I kissed her lips, my hands fondled her firm breasts, and thought there could be no sweeter way to spend eternity. "I love you, Mare," I whispered.

She smiled and leaned into my chest. "I love you, too, Mark." She kissed me, deep and passionate. "Well, I have a friend who's a real estate broker, I could see her, find us some land," Mary suggested, when she broke the kiss.

"Yeah, okay," I answered, her cunt gently squeezing my cock. "We'll need cash."

"No we don't. You just tell people what to do and we'll have what we need," Mary objected.

"I can't be everywhere," I pointed out. "Well, I figure I would have to eventually rob a bank."

"Ohh, you're such a bad boy!" Mary cooed, and twisted her hips pleasantly on my cock. She was getting off on the idea. I vaguely recalled hitting a guy last night. He had insulted Mary, and she had fucked me passionately afterward. Maybe Mary had a thing for bad boys.

I could be plenty bad for her.

Chapter Four

Complete subservience is the greatest gift a woman can give. Whether it is to your Master or your Mistress, submit fully and embrace every moment of pain, humiliation, and depravity they heap upon you. True happiness is found in complete slavery.

--The Epistle of Xiu 1:1

Korina Stavros

"I have to pee so bad," Fiona muttered, gazing longingly at the bathroom. Master and Mistress were still in there.

I squeezed my thighs. "Me, too."

Mistress moan drifted through the door. It sounded like they were having a good time.

"Maybe we can go in there?" Fiona whispered.

I nodded. "I'm not sure I can hold it any longer."

They had been in there for so long. Who knows how much longer they would be. I didn't think I was going to be able to hold it any longer. Would they be mad? Being a sex slave was such a new experience. Yesterday, I had simply been a waitress struggling to make ends meet, and now I was the toy of the most amazing man and most beautiful woman in the world.

"You're smiling," giggled Fiona. "You're thinking about them, aren't you?"

I nodded. "We're so lucky to serve them. They chose me, you, and Xiu. We're better than Wanda, Hannah, and Ingrid."

"Ingrid always thought she was the shit!" Xiu laughed. She was still tied up on the floor, the beer bottle shoved up her ass. I never knew just how dirty a slut she was. Then again, I didn't realize how dirty I was. Some of the things I did last night were still blowing my mind. I had never used my big boobs to fuck a guy before. It was a lot of fun; I hoped Master wanted another titty-fuck.

"Master didn't say we couldn't use the restroom," Fiona pointed out.

I nodded, my bladder screaming for release. "Let's go."

I almost ran to the bathroom, stepping over the bound Xiu, and Fiona was hot on my heels. I grabbed the door knob and threw the door open. Master and Mistress were in the Jacuzzi, Mistress straddling Master's waist and riding him hard.

She gasped as I raced in and plopped on the toilet. My pee flowed immediately, and a great, big sigh of relief escaped my lips as my urine streamed out of me, emptying my bladder. I glanced at them and Mistress was gaping at me over Master's shoulder.

"Well, she's not shy," Master commented.

"Sorry, Master," I apologized, rising up to wipe my pussy clean. Master watched and that made me grew a little wet. "I really had to go."

"I have to go, too, Master," Fiona said, shifting her weight.

"Oh, of course," Mistress said in exasperation.

I flinched, knowing I was in trouble. I stepped aside to let Fiona take my place.

"Stop, sluts!" Mistress ordered. "Korina, you can't just walk in and pee in front of your Mistress! Especially when I'm making love with Mark."

I flinched even harder, her green eyes boring into me. "Sorry, Mistress."

"Get in the shower," she ordered. "For your punishment, Fiona is going to pee on you."

I felt sick, but I obeyed without hesitation. I wanted to be a good slut, and a good slut does whatever her Master or Mistress commands no matter how sick or degrading.

Fiona, with an evil grin, squatted over me. Through her open legs I could see Master and Mistress watching intently, bringing an excited blush to my cheeks. A yellow stream of urine shot out of Fiona urethra and splashed on my face. I flinched, closing my eyes as urine soaked my hair and face, running down to my large breasts and stomach.

"Oh fuck, that's disgusting," Mistress panted. "Korina, you're a dirty whore!" Water sloshed in the Jacuzzi as Mistress rode Master's cock. "Dirty, nasty pee slut! Oh, fuck, I'm cumming!"

"I thought pee was disgusting," Master chuckled. "You're little pussy seemed to love it, Mare."

"Oh, it is," Mistress panted. "So disgusting. What are you, Korina?"

"A dirty, nasty pee slut," I answered Mistress, my eyes stinging.

"Yes, you are!" she moaned. "Isn't that so hot?"

"Yeah," Master grunted. "Christ, I never got off on watersports before, but watching a woman getting degraded like this is so hot!"

Excitement fluttered through me. If being degraded like this made Master and Mistress excited, then I would let anyone piss on me. I opened my lips, letting the acrid pee splash in my mouth, swallowing it, reveling it in. My pussy became so wet.

"Such a dirty slut," grunted Master. "Drink all her dirty pee!"

Fiona's stream died to just a few drips splashing on my cheeks.

"Pee sluts thank their providers with their mouths!" Mistress barked. "Lick that dirty pussy, pee slut!"

Fiona gasped as I licked her cunt, swiping up her pee, Master's cum, and her pussy juices. Mistress and Fiona had very similar features, both had red hair, though Mistress's was a dark auburn and Fiona's was a light strawberry-blonde. Both had freckled faces and breasts. Fiona's tits were larger, and her nipples were a dark red versus the dusky pink of Mistress's nipples. I could almost pretend I was licking my Mistress's pussy.

"Holy shit! I'm cumming!" groaned Master.

"Were you thinking about peeing on Korina?" Mistress asked.

"Yeah."

I wanted Master to pee on me if that would make him happy. I would stare up at him, his cock dangling before me, and let him shower me in piss.

"Me, too," Mistress confided. "You still can't pee on me. Only the sluts!" Master laughed "Hungry?"

"Yeah, let's get some room service," Master answered. "We don't need to leave Seattle for a few hours."

"Fiona, make sure Korina washes her hair three times," Mistress ordered. "I don't want a trace of pee on her."

"Yes, Mistress," Fiona panted, writhing on my tongue working deep in her tasty cunt. It was almost as good as licking Mistress's wonderful pussy.

I kept licking and sucking, finding every last trace of pee and cum, swallowing them down. I loved it. I was a pee slut! And a pussy slut! I made love to Fiona's cunt as fiercely as I could, wanting to make her cum. It's what I was ordered to do.

And I was a good slut.

"That's it, pee slut!" Fiona hissed. "Such a dirty bitch!"

I was!

"Lick my pussy. Make me cum!"

Her hips writhed on my face, her breasts heaving as her body quaked. Wonderful juices flooded my mouth and I drank them down, savoring her tart flavor and the feel of fiery hair against my cheeks. She gave a few, shuddering gasps, then leaned against the shower wall, panting.

"Umm, that was great, pee slut."

"Now you have to wash me," I grinned. "And my pussy is so dirty."

* * *

Xiu Liu

Mistress and Master walked naked from the bathroom, their bodies still a little damp, Fiona's passionate cries echoing behind them. I smiled up at them, wiggling in my restraints and enjoying the beer bottle shoved up my ass. It hurt, and the pain made my pussy so wet. I so wanted to touch it, but I couldn't. My bladder was full, another humiliating discomfort I had to endure, another sensation making my pussy wet.

I loved being tied up!

The bed creaked as Mistress sat on it. I strained my head to look at her. She put on her beautiful engagement ring, admiring it with a happy smile on her face. She was so lucky to have the love of Master. He was such a great man.

"I think you need your pussy cleaned, Mare," Master said as he stood over me, his cock half-hard.

A nasty smile crossed Mistress's lips. "What should I use?"

To my utter delight, Master grabbed me, lifting me easily. I was tiny and, despite my huge tits, I only weighed 93 lb. He threw me on the bed before Mistress; her legs spread and dripping Master's white cum. Master shoved me forward so my face was buried in her messy snatch, and he smacked my ass hard.

"Start licking, slut."

"Thank you, Mark," Mistress moaned as I eagerly lapped at her dirty pussy,

I savored the taste of cum and her sweet, spicy juices, digging deep into her pussy to get ever last bit of Master's seed. Mistress's hand grabbed my hair, pulling hard--so wonderful--and worked my face around her pussy, guiding where she wanted me to lick her. It was easier to hold my bladder when I had a delicious pussy to eat.

"Hi, room service," Master said into the hotel's phone. "Yeah, can you send up five hamburgers, fries, and some bottles of beer up to our room."

Mistress guided me to her clitoris; my tongue flicked rapidly across her bud as she squealed in delight. I loved pleasuring my Mistress. She was the most beautiful woman in the world, and Master was the most powerful man. And I was allowed to serve them. Me. An immigrant from China. America truly was the land of opportunity.

"How do you want your burger, Mare?"

"Oh, um, medium rare," she panted.

"Yeah, all five medium rare. Yeah, that's fine for the beer. Okay, good. We're working up quite an appetite. And can you send up a cute girl to deliver it."

Mistress laughed.

"Really. All your wait staff are guys or fat chicks?" Master sighed. "What about that hot night concierge." Master chuckled. "You're right. The middle of the day. No, no. You clearly don't sound like a hot chick. All right, just send up the food." The phone clattered as he hung it up.

"I guess you can't have everything," Mistress purred.

"Well, I have enough women up here to satisfy me," he chuckled. "Barely."

He climbed on the bed, straddling my legs. Then he ripped the beer bottle out of my ass; I moaned in disappointment. I loved that--

His cock buried into my ass hard and brutal, bringing tears to my eyes. I loved it. The pain went straight to my pussy, taking my passions from a simmer to a full burn. He pounded me without mercy. Master knew what I loved, and he gave it to me.