1. The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 5: Defeat


    Date: 7/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Violence, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    The Devil's Pact, The Cult of the Ghost by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Five: Defeat Notes: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Wednesday, July 16th, 2014 – Sheriff Caleb Barends – Cassia County, Idaho I came in the pregnant slut. My finger twitched and my handgun went off. Tammy, the lesbian dyke I was fucking, melted away, leaving me with my dick out, my cum squirting onto the bed. What the fuck was going on? I looked around and jumped. The redheaded dyke Carla was sitting on a chair watching me, a pendant flashing between her naked breasts. Between her legs was a black haired woman, her brown eyes wide with fear. They had used magic to make me think I was fucking Tammy. That made them Warlocks. You shall not make Pacts with Demons. The First Commandment of the Theocracy rang in my mind. The Living God seemed to whisper me, guiding my hand. “Warlocks!” I roared as I pointed my gun at the two demonic whores and pulled the trigger. My gun barked over and over. Fire belched from the 9mm's barrel. The air rippled about the witches, wavering like reality itself was being bent. My bullets careened off, striking into the walls around them. Deflected. My stomach lurched. I was in trouble. My trigger clicked. My gun was empty. I had to get out of here. There were thirty Warlocks here. A nest of inequity. They would need to be cleansed. The laws of the Theocracy were clear. Any Warlock that did not turn themselves in are subject to summary execution. No threat is more grave ...
    to the world. I pulled my pants up as I raced past the two Warlocks. I didn't have time to button up, so I held on to my pants with one hand and my gun in the other. Women peered out of other doors. My favorite slut to fuck, Lizzy, stepped out clutching her infant daughter. Probably the spawn of the Demon these women cavorted with. “Stop him!” screamed Carla. “He knows.” As much as I would love to dash Lizzy's baby upon the ground and crush its foul skull beneath my boot, I had to escape the house and raise the alarm. There were too many of the cunts for me to handle. I bowled over one of the cheerleaders, sending the slut falling on her ass as I barreled down the stairs. “Not so fast!” screamed one of the twins—Rhonda May. She leaped at me, hissing like a wild cat. I smacked her in the face with the butt of my handgun. Blood streamed from her split lip as she fell down. I burst through the door. More of the Warlocks were outside, gaping in surprise. I hauled ass to my SUV, gravel crunching underneath my boots. I holstered my pistol, ripped open the door and dug in my pants pockets for my keys. “Come on,” I shouted, my heart hammering. I had been in a few tight spots over the course of my career, but I had never been in the lion’s den before. I found the keys and jammed them in the ignition. My SUV started. I was getting the fuck out of here. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Rhonda May Meyers I spat blood from my aching lip as I stood up. That asshole hit me. Anger burned inside ...
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