1. The Devil's Pact, Cult of the Ghost Chapter 7: Bitter


    Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Female/Female, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    The Devil's Pact, The Cult of the Ghost by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Seven: Bitter Note: Thanks to b0b for beta reading this! Friday, July 18th, 2014 – Sheriff Caleb Barends – Boise, ID My boots stomped on the ground as I followed the Holy Sluts into the Boise Airport's terminal. Behind us, the C-130 cargo planes disgorged the Legion—the private army of the Living Gods—on to the tarmac. Alison and Desiree had come to take charge, and they did not seem happy with me. These two women were among the closest to the Gods. The first two sluts chosen to serve. The two given the important task of hunting down Warlocks. Countless evil had been stamped under their boots, including the Patriots. I led their party, the two holy sluts, the Holy Vizier and her companion Candy, and ten heavily armed, special forces soldiers. The special forces men were all hard, carved from marble, their eyes sweeping about as if they expected attack even here. “We've been shelling them constantly,” I reported. “The Idaho National guard has dumped every ordinance they have into the Warlock's damned shield without putting a dent into it.” “Oh, I don't think they're Warlocks,” the Vizier said, adjusting her glasses. She took a seat at the conference table in the airport terminal. “The shield spell would not produce a green barrier if a Warlock cast it.” Vicki and Amanda walked out with trays of iced tea, their heads downcast like proper slaves. They were naked, their bellies just swelling with my ...
    children. They were beautiful and looked almost the same. Both sisters had blonde hair, blue eyes, and nice tits. Vicki was slightly taller, though she was younger by a year. “More sex slaves, Sheriff?” Alison asked, her eyes roaming my sluts. “I took all three in during Wormwood,” I answered. “They swore to serve me and are happy. Right girls?” “Yes, sir,” they both answered, keeping their eyes downcast like good sluts. “We love to serve you.” Alison's eyebrow raised. “And you hit them during sex as well.” “Of course,” I smiled. I loved to smack my sluts around. Listening to them cry made the sex so much sweeter. “They love it, right?” “We do,” Amanda quickly answered. “We're fortunate to serve him,” Vicki added. “So the national guard's shelling hasn't done anything?” Sam asked, staring at the photos of the shielding, her slanted eyes furrowing. “There has been no noticeable weakening of their shield?” “No. Not that the engineers can tell. It appears to have the same radius.” “It is anchored in six spots,” Sam said, tapping an aerial reconnaissance photo the Air National Guard took. “A hexagonal magical circle. That is very interesting.” Alison and Desiree, however, did not seem to care at all what Sam was saying. They were staring at my sluts. “Do you want one of them to pleasure you?” I asked, wishing to placate their foul mood. “They know how to make a woman cum.” “My wife and I will require all three of your sluts to serve us while we're here,” Desiree said. “Night and ...
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