The Devil's Pact Pt. 26

"Hmm, a pregnant pussy," she murmured. "I can't wait till your belly starts to swell. I bet you'll look so beautiful, Korina."

"Oh, thank you, Mistress," I smiled and then moaned as Mistress licked my pussy.

It was such an honor and gift to have Mistress lick me. I groaned and squirmed. Willow knelt behind Mistress. The Native America slut lifted Mistress's skirt and rubbed at her pussy. Mistress moaned into my snatch and wiggled her hips.

"Don't think you can finger me to get out of your punishment," Mary warned between licks.

"I know, Mistress," Willow answered. "I just thought your little cunny needed some attention."

"It does," Mary moaned. "Mmm, tease my clit. Oh, yeah. Just like that."

Mistress dove back into my pussy, lapping through my bolds as I writhed on her hungry mouth. I moaned, my fingers sliding through her auburn hair. Her tongue was skilled, digging through my folds and pleasing me.

Mistress kept moaning. Willow had a wicked grin on her face. Her hand moved. I suspected she fingered Mistress. I cocked my ears and heard the wet, sucking sound of fingers reaming hot, dripping cunt.

"Will you lick me?" Jessica asked, drawing my attention back to Master and his fun.

"Yes," Chasity answered.

Jessica slid down onto her back, her legs spread wide, and groaned as Chasity buried her face into her snatch. I loved how Jessica's caramel tits heaved as she writhed on Chasity's blissful tongue. I knew the pleasure Jessica felt.

Mistress gave it to me.

"Damn, that's fucking hot," groaned Master as he pounded Chasity, his ball's thwaking into Chasity's flesh. "Eat her pregnant pussy, Mare. She's carnying my child."

"Does that turn you on, Master?" I moaned, humping into Mistress's mouth.

"It turns me on," Mistress gasped.

"It does," groaned Master. "I'm going to knock up all my sluts."

"And what about me?" Mistress lifted her face, glancing at Master.

"Yes!"

"Good." Then she buried her mouth back between my thighs and shoved her tongue deep into my snatch.

I squirmed on Mistress's hungry mouth. I shoved up my shirt and threw it to the side, baring my breasts. I pinched and pulled on my nipples as Mistress's tongue danced through my folds. She was skilled, knowing just where to lick to give me so much wonderful pleasure.

I was so lucky to serve Master and Mistress.

Her tongue licked through my folds and found my clit. She sucked on it as she rammed three fingers into my pussy. I gasped at the sudden intrusion. My wet sheath clenched on her fingers, my toes curling as the pleasure rushed through me.

"Oh, Mistress, you're so wonderful," I panted as I humped against her. "Mmm, yes."

Her fingers worked faster and faster, diving deep into my pregnant snatch. Mistress's green eyes flashed up at me as she pressed her fourth finger into my snatch. She spread me wider open. My hips bucked as rapture rippled through me. The pleasure swelled in my core. I pulled harder on my nipples as I thrashed. Her tongue caressed my clit, shooting sparks through me. Every time she brushed my folds, my pussy clenched on her plunging fingers.

"Beg me to fist your pregnant cunt."

My eyes widened. "Yes, Mistress." I had never been fisted before. "Fist my pregnant cunt. Shove your fist so deep into me. Stretch me open."

"Wicked slut," laughed Mistress.

I groaned and shuddered. Her fingers curled inside my pussy. I spasmed as she made a fist, tucking her thumb into my cunt. She thrust forward, plunging deep into me. Her hand vanished into my pussy. I swallowed her fist.

I was stuffed so full.

My stomach clenched. I bucked forward, gasping in delight. My pussy clenched and spasmed on her fist. My tits heaved. My orgasm crashed over me. My pussy convulsed on her fist. She kept thrusting it into me, punching into my cunt and giving me such delight.

"Mistress, yes, yes! So good, Mistress! Oh, yes! Thank you for fisting my pregnant pussy!"

My moans echoed through the living room. I crashed back on the couch, bucking and heaving, my eyes rolling in my head. Master watched me, grinning as he fucked Chasity hard. Jessica watched me two as she writhed on Christy's face. Pleasure crossed Jessica's expression.

"Oh fuck, Chasity!" she gasped. "Oh, fuck, right there you nasty slut, keep licking me there!"

Jessica flopped and thrashed on the floor as she came. I watched her, my pussy clenching on Mistress's hand. My orgasm died, but that didn't stop Mistress. She nibbled on my clit as she kept thrusting her fist into my depths, giving me such sweet delight.

"Shit," Master groaned. "Fuck, Mare, that's so damned hot. Stretch out her pregnant cunt."

"Yes," Mistress moaned, her hips shifting, bucking back into Willow's fingers.

Master thrust into Christy's depths. His head thrust back as he growled. He flooded her cunt with his juices, setting off Chasity's orgasm. The blonde cunt screamed her bliss into Jessica's pussy, Chasity trembling while Master pumped cum into her cunt.

"Breed her," I moaned as my back arched. "Breed her like you bred me."

Master grinned at me. Another orgasm crashed through my body.

* * *

Mark Glassner

I pulled out of Chasity, leaving a creamy mess. My sister and Missy made out on the recliner, Missy draped over Antsy's lap and my little sister fingers shoved into Missy's cunt. From the doorway, Fiona and Xiu watching us. Fiona had her arms wrapped around Xiu, her fingers rapidly fucking in and out of the busty, Asian slut's cunt.

"Oh, thank you Master," Chasity gushed. "Mmm, that was a great cum."

I nodded my head, but it was Korina that I wanted. She squirmed, her pussy swallowing Mary's fist and wrist. Mary had such a wicked expression on her face as she fisted my pregnant slut. My dick ached as I walked to them.

"I'm cumming!" screeched Korina again, her body thrashing, her black hair flying about her doll-like face. "Oh yes! Mmm, Mistress you sure know how to make me happy! Yes, yes! Thank you, thank you for fisting me!"

I sat on the couch next to Korina and kissed her on the mouth. She groaned into my mouth, bucking and shuddering, her pussy spasming on Mary's fist. Korina carried my child. I would be a father.

And a far better one than my dead dad. I wouldn't abuse my kids or my wife.

"That was hot," Mary purred, pulling her fist out of Korina's cunt. Juices dripped from her knuckles and ran down her forearm. I broke the kiss with Korina as Mary climbed up onto my lap. "Willow's got me nice and primed for you. Ready to give your filly a good ride?"

My cock twitched beneath her pussy.

"Mmm, I'll take that as a yes."

I kissed Mary as her tight sheath engulfed my cock. Her lips were stained with Korina's sweet musk. I moaned softly as Mary sank all the way down on my cock. I put an arm around Korina and pulled her against me as my fiancee rode my cock.

The sweet sounds of women making love surrounded us. My dick ached in Mary's pussy while Korina's nipples brushed my side. Chasity gasped as she fed Jessica the creampie I made. Missy moaned as Antsy slipped to the floor and devoured Missy's cunt. Xiu panted as Fiona fingered the Asian slut to an orgasm with one hand and pulled hard on her pierced nipples with the other.

Mary kissed and nuzzled at my neck and then whispered, "My period comes on Friday. When it's over, I'm going off the pill. It's not fair you knocked up one of the sluts before me."

My dick ached in her pussy. I grinned at her. "Well, we'll have plenty of babysitters."

Mary threw back her head and laughed.

* * *

Noel Heinrich

"Do you think you're pregnant?" I asked Chasity as we lay in the bed we shared. Every slut had to share a bed.

I was glad I shared mine with Chasity. She was such a wonderful woman. Since Master had claimed me, I had found a kinship with Chasity. We both had backgrounds in law enforcement. And she was just such an exciting, passionate woman.

"No," Chasity sighed. She leaned her head onto my breasts, her blonde hair spilling about it.

She had such a pretty shade of hair. We were both blondes, but mine was such a drab, sandy color. I didn't understand why Master chose me at all. Not when he had the beautiful, blonde bombshell like Chasity.

"Do you wish it?" I asked. When I arrived home from work at the FBI, the entire house buzzed with the news of Korina's pregnancy. Every slut gossiped if she was pregnant and how long it would take before they knew, pestering Willow over and over.

"I do," Chasity smiled. "What about you?"

"It would make Master so happy," I said, stroking her blonde hair.

Chasity looked up at me, her blue eyes glinting in the moonlight. "It would."

She was so beautiful. I stroked her face, biting my lower lip. My heart beat faster and faster. I hadn't felt like this since high school and Bobby asked me out to prom. I had been goggling after him for weeks and then suddenly we were dating.

My fingers moved to her lips. She kissed them then sucked them into her mouth. I groaned, the sensations rushing down to my pussy. Her body moved beneath the sheets, pressing against mine. Her flesh hot, exciting.

Her lips popped off my fingers. "Mmm, I can smell you getting excited."

"Are you sure that's not you?" I grinned while my heart beat faster. I always grew excited with her.

She stared into my eyes. "Maybe. You're special, Noel."

I should tell her how I feel. I should blurt it out. But what if she didn't care back. What if she thought we were only fooling around? The sluts fooled around with each other all the time. It was non-stop sex in the house. I had fucked them all.

But Chasity was the one that made my heart scream with passion.

I didn't want to take the chance of being rejected. We hardly knew each other. We couldn't be like Alison and Desiree, falling head over heels in love in such a short time. That wasn't normal. It was just an infatuation.

Right?

Instead of blurting out my feelings, I kissed her.

My heart exploded. Her lips were so soft. She sighed into the kiss, her body moving atop mine. Our breasts pressed together as her golden curls fell about our faces. I hugged her, squeezing her, pulling her tight against me, exulting in the press of our skin together.

My legs parted. Her hard clit bumped mine.

I groaned into the kiss as she shifted her hips, rubbing her flesh against me. A slow, languorous writhe of her hips, not a frenetic rutting, but something special. Something worth taking our time and making sure we both enjoyed it.

Our kiss grew hotter. Our tongues played as the bed creaked. Our hips both moved, working in unison, rubbing our clits together. Her hands stroked my side, sliding up and caressing the sides of my breasts while our nipples brushed together, two pairs of hard nubs.

Sparks shot down to my clit.

"Chasity," I gasped, breaking our kiss as the excitement built up in me.

Chasity rested her forehead on mine, staring into my eyes. I could drown in her depths. I never wanted to look away. My hands slid down her supple back and grasped her ass. I squeezed them and pulled her down, increasing the pressure of our clits rubbing together.

"Oh, yes, Noel," she groaned. "You're so hot."

"Mmm, yes," I purred.

My pussy clenched every time our clits brushed. Our slippery fleshed caressed and slid against each other. I felt so close to her. I could feel her heart thudding behind her breasts, matching the beat of mine. Tears beaded in my eyes.

I wanted to call out that I loved her. I felt it, the connection between us. I opened my mouth.

And she kissed me. I melted into her lips. I closed my eyes, savoring our flesh as the excitement built in me. She was on me. She made love to me. It was so wondrous. Almost as amazing as serving Master and Mistress.

"Are you going to cum?" she asked when she broke the kiss.

"Yes," I gasped. "You're so hot. So sexy. I--"

She kissed me again, thrusting her tongue into my mouth. Our hips moved faster and faster, the bed creaked louder and louder. The sweet bliss built in me. I clung to her. I never wanted to let her go. Our skin rubbed together--an intimate kiss lubed by our sweaty bodies. The air brimmed with our salty musk and hot pussies.

I loved it.

I heard it in her gasps, in her moans, we both built towards our release. I stared into her eyes as I ground harder and harder. My clit sparked. Such wonderful bliss rippled through me. She gripped me and rolled us over, the sheets tangling about our legs.

Chasity gasped beneath me, her eyes widening. She neared her orgasm. It was my turn to trib her, to grind our clits hard together. My ass flexed as I undulated, pleasuring her clit, driving her wild with passion.

"Noel! Yes, Noel!"

Her voice was sweet as she cried my name, gripped by her orgasm. Her body bucked and spasmed beneath me. So soft and sweet. I groaned, kissing her, sharing in her bliss. My body trembled atop her while her fingers dug into the cheeks of my ass. She pulled me tight as she bucked.

"Noel!"

Nothing was sweeter than her voice saying my name.

I came in my lover's arms. I bucked and gasped, my hearth thudding, our lips meeting. We shared it. Our love. No words were needed, just our mutual pleasure and the press of our flesh. The ecstasy peaked through me.

And then I slumped into her embrace.

"Chasity," I sighed, beaming as we held each other, sleep pulling at us. My Chasity.

* * *

Sister Theodora Mariam

The doorbell rang. Excitement beat through my chest. The first of the invited SWAT officers had arrived at Kaedon's apartment. Kaedon, under Sister Agnes's control, and Duncan, under mine, flanked the door, ready to grab the man who entered.

I stood ready with my fellow nuns: Sister Agnes, who came from Africa, and Sister Isabella from Central America. They were my allies to stop Mark Glassner and his warlock whore Mary. Never had two warlocks united. They were a threat that the world hadn't seen in sixty years.

And tomorrow they would be defeated.

But we need soldiers. Luckily, Mark Glassner's arrogance had provided. He put an entire SWAT team of the Pierce County Sheriffs under his mind control, making them his Thralls. And Thralls were vulnerable to the holy prayers that nuns of my order could cast. My stomach twisted as Kaedon opened the door and Dennis Swayer entered.

"Hey, man," Dennis said as he took two steps in.

Then Duncan and Kaedon seized Dennis's arms. He gasped in shock then fought against the two men, cursing at them. All three were burly and strong, in the shape of their life. But I was ready to strike. My pussy juices coated the tip of my finger. I rushed in and drew the Mark of Qayin on Dennis's forehead.

"Shama!" I shouted.

The Mark of Qayin flared white on Dennis's forehead. Then his entire body went slack, primed to obey any command I gave for a few minutes. It wouldn't allow me to wrest him from Mark Glassner's control like I had with Duncan and Agnes had with Kaedon, but it would give me the time to gain control.

"Dennis, walk to the bedroom," I said.

The two SWAT officers released their friend and he stumbled down the hall. I followed. The doorbell rang again. The next SWAT officer had arrived. One of my sister nuns would handle him. I had Dennis to deal with.

"Now drop your pants," I purred, my pussy itching. I had to make him cum to put him under my control.

I smiled at the sight of his cock. Fighting warlocks could be such pleasant work.

Chapter Five

Curtis Mitchel: We interrupt your programming to bring you a breaking news. Gunshots have erupted in the quite suburb of South Hill, WA. We go now live to Debra Horne-Dannell on the scene.

--Transcript of Q13 Fox broadcast, June 26th, 2013

Wednesday, June 26th, 2013 -- Mark Glassner

Wednesday morning dawned beautifully.

As usual, the media and the paparazzi was gathered outside our cul-de-sac, ready to take pictures as Mary and I jogged past with our naked sluts. Cameras flashed and recorded. My dick was so hard. I loved it. I had power. No one else could do what I did.

A few of the more attractive female reporters, including Debra Horne-Dannell from Q13 Fox, joined us, stripping off their miniskirts and blouses, clearly prepared because they already had on running shoes. It was hot seeing them embrace the exhilaration of public nudity, their fine asses bobbing before us.

People lined our route, many holding signs. Some protesting our nudity while others encouraging us. Other women rushed out of the supporters, bearing their breasts and asses, more tits bouncing around us.

Mary and I brought freedom from the shackles of outdated morality. What was wrong with people jogging naked? Exposing their bodies? Especially the beautiful women.

Nothing.

When we returned, Jessica awaited us. "Master, Mistress, the interviews are all set up."

I nodded, though groaning. I looked forward to the after-job orgy, but there were morning shows to do and I had told Jessica to set it up, so I didn't complain. Maybe I was maturing. And its not like our jogging sluts wouldn't be waiting for us.

Giving an interview was different. We sat in our living room under the hot lamps of the camera's lights wearing thick pancake makeup so our faces looked "normal" on the camera. We gave two news interviews via satellite with Q13 and KING 5, both local channels. We promoted our charity and Mary let some subtle hints drop about me running for that empty State Representative seat.

"Why don't you run for office?" I asked Mary between interviews, half-joking and half-serious. I was pretty sure I wanted to run--mainly for the thrill of fucking naughty interns--but Mary was the one with the true ambition.

"You're the better liar, Mark," Mary said with a grin. "Plus, then I get to be the power behind the throne, so to speak."

"And how are you going to control me?"

The smile on Mary's face turned mischievous and she reached out and grabbed my cock. "With the joystick between your legs."

I laughed and kissed my sweet Mary. And then the next interview started up.

After the interviews, and a hot orgy with our jogging sluts, we ate a delicious breakfast prepared by Desiree. Then Mary and I settled down on the couch to watch Once Upon a Time on Netflix. And to my surprise it was good. Somehow it skirted this fine line between corny and schmaltzy. The show had heart, and I found myself getting into it.

Once Upon a Time reminded me, weirdly, of the first season of Lost. I hoped it ended better.

When the fifth episode ended, Mary stood, stretched, and then walked upstairs. I frowned and almost asked her what she was up to when the next episode started. I paused it, glancing upstairs and wondered what was taking her so long to pee. I was excited to start the next episode.

"Come on, Mare," I groaned after ten minutes. Maybe I should come up and check on her?

I was about to send April, our nerdy slut, who also loved Once Upon a Time, when Mary came back dressed in a simple, flowery sundress with thigh-high boots that came just to the hem of her skirt, leaving only an inch of pale thigh exposed.

"Well, I got to get going, hun," she said and kissed me. Flowery perfume wreathed her. She hadn't worn it before going upstairs.

"Where to?" I asked. "I'm bored, maybe I'll come along."

She gave me a confused look. "I told you I was seeing Alice today, right?"

Alice. The name left a bad taste in my mouth. I had met her the day we bought all the houses on the street, and Alice and me did not hit it off. It was clear as day that the woman was in love with Mary and jealous of me. I looked Mary up and down, frowning. She put on lipstick, too. She was dressed up to go see her lover.

My stomach twisted and I grimaced. "I thought we could spend the day together."