1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 1: Revenge


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    of my pee squirting onto her face. And Kaori kept sucking and licking my twat. I leaned against the shower, my orgasm swelling. I closed my eyes and let her tongue carry me away. “That's it! Apologize with your mouth. This will be your life. So long as you please me, the curse shall not strike you down.” “Yes, Emi-sama,” she panted, her mouth latching on my clit. “Oh, yes! Stir me up!” My pleasure swelled, my orgasm growing. I moaned load as the pleasure burst through me, my juices squirting out and into her hungry mouth. Her hands squeezed my ass, pulling my pussy tighter, making sure I experienced as much pleasure as I could. I panted when my orgasm passed, pushing her face away from my pussy. “Did I please you?” she asked, trembling in the tub, piss leaking down her body. “Fetch the strap-on,” I smiled. “You still have a lot to apologize for.” She did. Kaori strapped it about my waist when she returned. Then she knelt before me, presenting her pussy to be fucked by the monstrous cock. But I shoved it up her ass. Her cries of pain were music to my ear. She sobbed and gasped, crying for mercy as I pounded her dry bowels. Every time I thrust into her, the dildo pressed on the edge of my clit. The pleasure swelled through me, her cries as sweet as the pressure on my clit. I fucked her harder and harder, my fingernails biting into her hips as I pounded her. Kaori's blonde hair flew about as she body shook in pain. I took my Justice out of her body as my orgasm raced through ...
    my body. And I kept fucking her. I came and came, raking my fingernails down her back. When I pulled the dildo out of her, she sobbed in a ball on the floor. “Now you have tasted Justice,” I smiled. “Every day you'll get to taste it. Doesn't that sound wonderful?” “Y-yes, Emi-sama,” she sobbed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Friday, February 7th, 2014 The sound of breaking glass stirred me from my sleep. I sat up in my bed, Ayane and Chisato on either side of me. They were two of my favorite slaves. The people of Osaka had quickly learned that my justice was to be obeyed. I wrote down the name of every politician, reporter, and police officer in my notebook thanks to some digging on the internet. They all had learned to keep quiet and let me dish out my Justice, or they would face it themselves. The Wormwood Plague had made it easier. The world had grown so strange. I remember watching Brandon Fitzsimmons almost take over America in the span of a weekend only to be undone by the Living Gods. Mark and Mary Glassner. The two beings I couldn't kill. But they were in America. They were hardly a threat to my rule here in Osaka. Not like the Samurai. I needed to learn the name of the Samurai that was taking over central and northern Japan. He had far more power than I did. If he encroached farther south, I would have to be ready to dispense my Justice upon him. I strained my ears, listening for more sounds that disturbed my sleep. “Kaori,” I said. “Did you hear the sound of breaking ...
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