1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 2: Sacrificed to Molech


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Violence, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    screamed and fled. I had power. These women were counting on me. I shot my will out and seized the twisted thing clawing the Black woman. I chained the thing. It's mind was burned away, it's soul a wrecked, battered vessel with barely any will left. I seized it, gripped it, and commanded it. The skeletal thing released the Black woman. I healed her wounds as she crawled away. “That's it,” my wife whispered. “Defend us.” I seized more and more of the pitiful creatures. Ten, then twenty. Every new one was harder to grab. It took more effort to overcome their tiny wills. Then I had thirty and forty. The strain grew greater. But the ones I dominated turned on the others, defending us. We were ringed by pitiful husks. I strained and dominated fifty. The last few I had to heave against their souls, pounding my will upon their shattered minds. Sixty skeletal things defended us. I drew energy from the poor, piteous things. Not as much as my women, but it increased my power. They moved in packs, swarming around the edge and ripping at the bony flesh of the sacrifices I failed to dominate. “We need walls,” the redhead whispered. “A place to live. You know, defensible.” I nodded. “What's your name?” Yoon asked, kneeling down and cupping the woman's face. “Kayleah,” she answered. “You are his first concubine,” Yoon said and kissed her on the lips. My cock grew hard again. My wife was so beautiful, her delicate face melting against the feisty redhead as they kissed. Their lust bloomed as ...
    their tongues dueled. Desire blossomed in the other women's eyes. They looked about, drawing nearer to each other. “My harem,” I smiled, standing in a field of beautiful women. I enhanced them a touch, perfecting their natural beauty, erasing any imperfections that marred their youthful appearance. Then I sculpted my body. The fat melted away, muscles swelling, rippling with strength to match my powers. Walls ripped up in a large circle, stone battlements to protect us. The poor, twisted wretches scaled the wall, our untiring defenders. A keep blossomed around us, the grass melting into a comfortable carpet, pillows scattered about, a large mattress at the center. “You're getting the hang of it,” purred my wife, looking about. “Very...middle eastern. Though the carpet clashes horribly.” She concentrated, drawing on my power. I released it, letting her use it, and the carpet rippled, replaced by polished marble. “Better.” Yoon kissed Kayleah, the two ladies sinking onto the mattress. Their hands roamed each other's bodies. Kayleah's breasts were perky cones topped with pink nipples. Yoon played with the silver rings piercing her breasts, stretching out the nipples. Kayleah's legs parted, my wife's hand sliding down her sleek belly. Kayleah was shaved, her lips flushed, and she gasped as Yoon's fingers ran through her lips. Kayleah's hips bucked, her sighs liquid as she writhed and panted. Yoon shoved two fingers into Kayleah's depths, pumping them in and out. Around us, other ...
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