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  The Devil's Pact Tyrants' Daughter 1

  Slut's Naughty Reward

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  Reed James

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  His tongue stopped short of my pussy and licked back down. I shuddered as its tentacles shot out. They seized my wrists, pinning them to the ground. It slathered its tongue over my thighs as I shuddered on the ground, my pussy clenching.

  Frustration mounted. Why couldn't it just rip me apart and kill me? Maybe it could defeat the powers keeping me alive.

  “What are you doing to me?” I gasped. “Stop teasing me and eat me!”

  The shadow obeyed, just not the way I meant.

  Its muzzle shot up to my pussy. I gasped as its long, pink tongue swiped through the folds of my labia. I shuddered at the contact. Its tongue was so much larger than a man's, covering my entire pussy as it licked. It had a rough texture and felt so hot on my flesh.

  I gasped as it caressed my clit. The tongue seemed to take an eternity to lick my twat, my body bucking the entire time. It did it again and again as I trembled, the pleasure so shocking. My breasts jiggled as I squirmed.

  “No,” I moaned, the pleasure surging through me. “Not that! What are you doing?”

  The shadow fixed its fiery eyes on me. There was lust in its gaze.

  No, his gaze.

  A huge cock emerged from beneath his body, black and thick, throbbing with desire. This demon was definitely male. My pussy clenched at the thought of that monster invading me. An ache formed in my depths.

  “Oh, shit!” I groaned. “You have to stop, demon! This isn't right!”

  The demon didn't care. The shadow licked my pussy again, his tongue dipping into my snatch this time. It reached deep into me. My eyes bulge. My body, denied pleasure for a year, drank it in. His tongue stirred around inside of me.

  I groaned, my hips bucking into his muzzle. The pleasure was intense. Wonderful. I felt so thoroughly alive as his tongue darted through my pussy's depths. My head shook from side to side. I whimpered, the pleasure building and building. This amazing heat swelled and swelled inside of me. My eyes fluttered.

  “Damn!” I groaned as the shadow licked again.

  He drove his tongue deep into my pussy, fucking in and out of me. My sex-deprived body responded. I bucked into his teasing caresses. The pleasure spilled through my body, leaving me dazed as I squirmed on the sand.

  “Oh, wow!” I groaned as the shadow devoured me. “Damn, you're good.”

  He licked passionately, his tongue writhing about, caressing every bit of my folds. He soaked my pussy in his passion. My clit throbbed, sparks bursting inside my pussy. My orgasm swelled and swelled.

  On his next lick, his tongue brushed my asshole. I shuddered as he rasped over my puckered sphincter. He dragged his tongue over my taint and up my pussy folds to end at my clit. My perky breasts jiggled as I bucked, pinned down by a pair of his tentacles.

  “Oh, yes!” I moaned. “Oh, that's good.”

  I didn't care that it was a horrid demon eating my pussy. I just wanted the pleasure. It was wonderful. I felt so alive. The shadow growled as he feasted, shoving his snout against my pussy, driving his tongue deep into my sheath as his nose nudged my clit.

  I bucked, my pleasure swelling inside me. My head tossed back and forth. My orgasm built faster and faster. A year without even so much as masturbating... I was about to climax. I didn't fight what he did to me.

  I surrendered.

  I let the demon ravish my pussy and give me such pleasure. A shudder wracked my body, my hands bucking against his tentacle restraints as every muscle inside me tensed. His tongue brushed my sensitive clit.

  My orgasm exploded.

  To find out what happens next, read on!

  The Devil's Pact

  Part 1 (Slave of Desire)

  Part 2 (Orgy of Delights)

  Side-Story (Heavenly Creatures)

  Part 3 (Sexy Salesgirls)

  Side-Story (Forbidden Fruit)

  Part 4 (Leashed to Love)

  Side-Story (Iris Whores It Up)

  Side-Story (Dirty Dancing)

  Part 5 (Twin Desires)

  Side-Story (Forever Cuckold)

  Part 6 (Orgy of Slaves)

  Side-Story (Forbidden Delights)

  Part 7 (The Virgin Slut)

  Part 8 (The Nun's Passion)

  The Naked Jogging Club 1 (Hot Wife Jogging)

  Side-Story (Disciplining His Wife)

  Tales from the Orgy 3 (Sexy Customer Service)

  Part 9 (Submissive Healing)

  Side-Story (A Slut for Cops)

  The Naked Jogging Club 2 (Exhibitionist Menage)

  Part 10 (Disciplining the Nun)

  Part 11 (Living Sex Toys)

  Part 12 (Submissive Cop)

  Side-Story (Whoring Home)

  Part 13 (Submissive Lust)

  Side-Story (Bukkake Party)

  The Naked Jogging Club 3 (The Taboo MILF)

  Part 14 (Naughty Doctor)

  Side-Story (Waxing Her Bare)

  Tales from the Orgy 1 (The Lesbian Cuckqueen)

  Part 15 (Succubus Delight)

  Part 16 (Virgin Delights)

  The Naked Jogging Club 4 (Barely-Legal Passion)

  Side-Story (Commanded to Serve)

  Side-Story (Bound Temptation)

  Part 17 (Taboo Menage)

  Side-Story (Naughty Webcast)

  Part 18 (Sexy Cop Menage)

  The Naked Jogging Club 5 (Ebony Delight)

  Tales from the Orgy 2 (Watching the Hot Wife)

  Part 19 (Taboo Honeytrap)

  Part 20 (Wicked Temptations)

  Tales from the Orgy 4 (Whore for a Girlfriend)

  Part 21 (Passionate Reunions)

  Part 22 (Naughty Nun Delight)

  The Naked Jogging Club 6 (Jogging Slut Delight)

  Part 23 (Horny Nun Seduction)

  Tales from the Orgy 5 (Hot Wife's Obsession)

  Tales from the Orgy 6 (A Good Muslim Girl)

  Part 24 (Sexy Stewardess Delight)

  Part 25 (Blonde's Sexy Fun)

  Tales from the Orgy 7 (Lover's Pain)

  Part 26 (Jealous Passion)

  Part 27 (Sex Slave's Tale)

  Part 28 (Deceptive Passion)

  Part 29 (Wicked Sluts)

  Sex Slave Chronicles 4 (Hot Wax)

  Sex Slave Chronicles 5 (Slut's Freedom)

  Part 30 (Nubile Faith)

  Part 31 (Naughty Brides)

  Side-Story (Naughty Checkup)

  Part 32 (Dominating Passion)

  Ghost of Paris 1 (Unseen Delights)

  Ghost of Paris 2 (Sexy Schoolgirl Skirt)

  Ghost of Paris 3 (Cheerleaders Molested)


  Side-Story (Teacher Hot for Student)

  Sex Slave Chronicles 8 (Teacher's Naughty Lesson)

  Sex Slave Chronicles 9 (The Submissive Secretary)

  Ghost of Paris 4 (Naughty Librarian Molested)

  Ghost of Paris 5 (Molesting the Preacher's Wife)

  Ghost of Paris 6 (Locker Room Delight)

  Ghost of Paris 7 (Hot Goddess Romp)

  Goddess of Paris 1 (Sexy Coed & the Dancer)

  Ghost of Paris 8 (Sexy Public Romp)

  Goddess of Paris 2 (Sexy Coed & the Hot Cop)

  Goddess of Paris 3 (Sexy Coed & Her Nubile Body)

  Goddess of Paris 4 (Sexy Coed & the Wild Gangbang

  Ghost of Paris 9 (Sexy Marital Bed Delight)

  Goddess of Paris 5 (Sexy Coed & Her Naughty Prison)

  Goddess of Paris 6 (Sexy Coed & Her Daddy)

  Ghost of Paris 10 (Hot Bride Plundered)

  Side-Story (Teacher's Naughty Wife)

  Part 33 (Passion's Shadows)

  Ghost of Paris 11 (Hot Wife Plundered)

  Part 34 (Warlock's Domination)

  Part 35 (Goddess of Passion)

  The Hell Chronicles 2 (Seizing His Wanton Harem)

  Part 36 (Naughty Reunions)

  The Hell Chronicles 1 (Schoolgirl's Kinky Revenge)

  Part 37 (Vampiric Passions)

  Servants' Tales 1 (Incestuous Interview)

  Part 38 (Incestuous Worship)

  Part 39 (Demonic Passions)

  Servants' Tales 2 (The Naughty Stewardess)

  Sex Slaves Gone Wild 1 (Sex Slave Spanked)

  Sex Slaves Gone Wild 2 (Sex Slave's Lesbian Affair)

  Sex Slaves Gone Wild 3 (Sex Slaves' Bukakke Party)

  Part 40 (The Goddess's Lusts)

  The Ghost of Paris 12 (Molesting Pretty Young Things)

  The Cult of the Ghost 1 (Worship Orgy)

  The Cult of the Ghost 2 (Sexy Bribes)

  The Cult of the Ghost 3 (Cult's Naughty Passion)

  Servants' Tales 3 (Sexy Bodyguard's Hot Day)

  The Sex Slave Chronicles 3 (Horny Schoolgirl)

  The Cult of the Ghost 4 (Creamy Milk Delight)

  Part 41 (The Warlock's Passion)

  Servants' Tales 4 (Artist's Sexy Delights)

  Part 42 (Passionate Love)

  Tales from the Orgy 8 (Naughty Orgy Reunion)

  The Sex Slave Chronicles 10 (My Husband's Slave)

  The Cult of the Ghost 5 (Cult's Lactation Orgy)

  The Cult of the Ghost 6 (Daughters' Wicked Magic)

  Side-Story (Sexy Anniversary)

  The Cult of the Ghost 7 (The Cult's Naughty Plan)

  The Hell Chronicles 3 (The Cult's Wicked Orgy)

  The Sex Slave Chronicles 1 (Cockteasing Sister)

  The Sex Slave Chronicles 2 (Naked in the Park)

  The Sex Slave Chronicles 6 (Double D Delights)

  Servants' Tales 5 (A Maid's Naughty Day)

  The Devil's Pact The Hell Chronicles 4 (Claiming Sexy Slaves)

  The Devil's Pact The Hell Chronicles 5 (The Concubines' Loving Passion)

  The Devil's Pact The Hell Chronicles 6 (Sultry Passion Unending)

  The Devil's Pact The Hell Chronicles 7 (A Sexy Beauty Created)

  The Devil's Pact The Hell Chronicles 8 (Sexy Succubus Bride)

  The Devil's Pact The Hell Chronicles 9 (Passion's Wild Freedom)

  The Devil's Pact The Hell Chronicles 10 (Goddess's Wicked Desires)

  Side-Story (Incubus's Sexy Dreams)

  The Sex Slave Chronicles 7 (Glory Hole Slut)

  Part 43 (The Daughter's Passion)

  The Sex Slave Chronicles 11 (The Submissive Gift)

  Servants' Tales 6 (Nubile Maid's First Day)

  The Sex Slave Chronicles 12 (Mistress of the Slave Kennels)

  The Sex Slave Chronicles 13 (The Perfect Slave)

  The Devil's Pact The Hell Chronicles 11 (Naughty Heavenly Pleasure)

  The Devil's Pact The Hell Chronicles 12 (King and Queen of Hell)

  Side-Story (Isabella's Cherry Prize)

  The Tyrants' Daughter 1 (Slut's Naughty Reward)

  Slut's Naughty Reward

  Saturday, June 7th, 2054 – Astarte – Paris, Texas

  Paris, Texas had been the best place to hide from Mark and Mary. They never suspected when they killed me that I went anywhere other than to the Abyss. I escaped Hell. Instead of plunging back into the Abyss, I was raised by the Mayor's daughter, Darleen Cummings. She was the idiotic girl that the Ghost had sold to me for that wondrous night of debauchery.

  The vessel I inhabited had been conceived that night. Created just as a backup in case Lucifer's plan failed.

  When Mark killed me, my soul had a refugee. This frail body. For nearly forty years I had bided my time. I slowly gathered scraps of power in Mark and Mary's Theocracy, pretending I was under their power like the rest. I was the mayor now, inheriting the position from my vessel's mother Darleen two years ago when she retired. I had used sex and dark magic to extend my subtle influence throughout the town beneath the Living Church's nose.

  I was sitting at my desk, my demonic guards flanking my windows. They had been men once, but I had dominated them wholly, stealing them from Mark and Mary's control with ancient, vile magic. I savored the innocent maids screams as my knife carved out their hearts to enact the ritual. Thanks to my magic, my guards could become hoary, lion-like beasts.

  I needed them for the day of Mark and Mary's downfall.

  It approached. I could read it in the Stars. Even without my gift of prophecy—stolen from me when Mark's golden sword slew me—the signs were apparent. The Creator would only stand for Mark and Mary's domination for so long before Heaven acted.

  But I didn't expect it this morning.

  I was reading over a dull report from the local Church, the priestess obsessed over the tiniest minutia. Happy Roberts and her perpetually cuckolded husband wanted everything perfect in the town, just the way the Living Gods commanded it. I was growing numb from it when the world changed.

  One minute, a great power filled the world. The next a vacuum.

  I stirred, my leather chair creaking.

  Excitement beat in my chest. I swiveled my chair, gazing out at the window. Mark and Mary were dead. Heaven had made their move. Confusion and chaos would follow. Opportunities would be found. My demons assumed their true form, pressing their spiky manes against my hips as their growling purrs echoed through the room.

  I always liked lions.

  I stroked their black manes, their thin, razor-sharp tails swishing back and forth as I plotted. I would need far more power if I wanted to rule once more. Out in the world, there would be a way. I just had to find it.

  * * *

  Saturday, May 1st, 2055 – Aoifa Coughlan – Canyonville, OR

  My lungs burned. My sides ached. I wanted to stop running, but the screams of battle propelled me. My heart hammered in my chest.

  I threw a look over my shoulder at the inferno consuming Canyonville. Tears ran down my dirty face. My friends and family were being slaughtered. I clutched the box and the printed pages of Isabella's epistle to my breasts, holding them tight.

  It was our only hope.

  The Living Gods had to answer my summons. Their worshipers were being slaughtered. The Holy Liberation Army of Oregon had descended upon us two weeks ago demanding our repentance. We had to give up our worship and love for the Living Gods and submit to the Cross.

  We refused. We only wanted to live in peace, to hold onto the perfect lives we had before the Death. Mark and Mary had ascended to heaven, and mankind had failed them. Humans didn't maintain the utopia they had created. Within days, man fought man. We were as evil as the Gods always preached.

  The Apostates were the worse.

  When the ultimatum ended a few hours ago, and the Apostates of the Holy Liberation Army attacked, all the priestesses agreed to get clear of the town and find a safe spot to summon the Living Gods. We mad a vow, each of us clutching our ritual box.
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  I was the only priestess who made it through the enemy's lines.

  Rachel, Mary, Debra, Ursula, Rosa, and Gretchen all died trying to get clear of the town. I don't know why I made it when they failed. How I survived the gunfire. Perhaps, the Living Gods watched out for me. Perhaps, I was just lucky.

  If only Isabella's Epistle had arrived earlier. The young woman's letter contained the Living Gods' new message and instructions on how to summon them. Her words were my home's only hope.

  I burst out of the brush on Grazley Bridge Road, racing north towards the South Umpqua River. Stage Coach Road crossed this street ahead a quarter mile from the bridge. My heart beat faster. Soldiers shouted behind me. I had to reach the crossroads.

  A loud boom erupted. Fire roared and light flared, momentarily painting the road with orange, stark light.

  I reached the crossroads. I pushed back my fiery-red hair before I fell to my knees at a pothole. Isabella's Epistle instructed that the box had to be buried at a crossroad. I reached into the pothole, prying out a chunk of broken asphalt and revealing the dirt bed of the road. I had no idea how far off midnight was, I just had to hope I wasn't too late.

  The Living Gods would only appear at midnight.

  I shoved the box into the hole. It contained a lock of my hair, a lavender flower, and a rabbit's foot. I covered the box with the chunk of asphalt. Then I raced to the shoulder to scoop up gravel into my slim fingers and dumped the dusty pebbles into the hole, burying my offering.

  “I think she ran over here!” a man shouted.

  Fear shot through me. I was barely eighteen. The first seventeen years of my life had been in the idyllic peace of the Theocracy. I never thought I could be this scared. I scurried for the brush, burying myself into the thick leaves. The branches tore at my gauzy, white robes and my fiery hair. I didn't want to die.

  I'd never even had sex.

  I had been saving myself for Him. At twelve, I was deemed beautiful enough to enter the lotto. Even when They ascended last year, I maintained my purity. I wanted to be ready for Him when He returned. I would give my virginity to Him. My gift. I wanted to be His. I wanted to serve the Gods and be Theirs.

  So I really didn't want to die.

  I trembled in the bushes as boots crunched on asphalt. The soldiers of the Liberation Army were rough men, wearing dark clothes and carrying forbidden guns. That was how my town lost. There were no guns in Canyonville. We respected the Living Gods wishes. We tried to be pacifist, to not harm our neighbors.