1. The Devil's Pact Servants' Chronicles Chapter 5: A Maid's Day


    Date: 7/18/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Female/Female, Group Sex, Lesbian, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Toys, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 57.1, Source: sexstories.com

    mount His Goddess. I licked my lips, watching His toned ass as He pumped into Her. She tightly wrapped Her legs around Him; the pair lost in the pleasure of Their lovemaking. They were so magnificent! I slipped my hand down, and found my hungry, little cunt. I dripped juices, my pussy burning with passion. I had satisfied both my Gods, and now I could finally have my release. I shoved two fingers inside me, clenching my teeth as my climax surged through me. The rest of the morning passed uneventfully. Once They ate breakfast and showered, They left for the day, and I spent two hours carefully making Their quarters spotless. That done, I headed to the kitchen to get breakfast. I was famished. I was free until noon, when Ms. Pearl would hand out the afternoon assignments. I was going to head to the game room, were a bank of TV's wired with video game systems and small theaters lay, when Sam the Vizier walked down the corridor. She wore a loose, silk robe, very short, that left her olive-toned legs bare. She was Cambodian, her skin darker olive than mine. My eyes noticed the hard cock pressing at the folds of her rope. Sam made her own cock with magic and could summon it at will like a <em>futanari</em>, the dickgirls popular with perverts in Japan. There was a considering look in her eyes, a speculative smile. “Come with me,” she ordered. “I need you to help me with an experiment.” “Of course, Holy Vizier,” I politely answered, wondering what sort of experiment she had in ...
    mind. Sam was always inventing neat, enchanted objects and spells for our Gods. I followed her to the bedroom she shared with her girlfriend Candy; my eyes fixed to her firm rear as it writhed beneath the clinging silk robe, my cunt moistening with excitement. I loved getting fucked by Sam's cock, and I really hoped her experiment would require some <em>intimate</em> examination with her tool. Her suite wasn't as large as our Gods, and far more chaotic. Candy was always setting things in random places, her phone, her tablet, her sunglasses, pens, papers, cups half-filled with liquids, plates, candy-wrappers, blankets, and so many other things. I knew that Karishma had cleaned these rooms this morning; you couldn't tell though. Candy was lounging naked on the couch watching TV. “God, TV has gotten so boring,” she pouted. “It's all bullshit propaganda for Mark and Mary.” Sam cleared her throat as I glared at Candy. That programming was very informative and necessary for the well-being of the masses. I planted my hands on my hips, preparing to tear into Candy for her lack of respect to our Gods, when Sam touched my arm. “I'll talk to her later,” she promised. Candy's eyes flicked to me and she flushed. “Sorry, just thinking out loud. Don't you worry your pretty, empty head about it, Tomoyo.” I sniffed and tossed my head, not bothering to answer. Technically, Candy was Sam's slave, and that put her on the same footing as me. Putting Candy's disrespect out of my mind, I followed Sam ...
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