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The Slithering: The Cloak and the Dagger
Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: , Source: xHamster
pathetic little worm." She said, gritting her teeth, her lovely face twisted in anger. "Revenge? W-Why Thomas? W-What did I ever do to you?" "So very much, 'Master,' replied Josette. "But I have to thank you...because of you, I was introduced to my beloved Mistress, and now I have never been more satisfied with who I've become." She now smile / wink / grin mocking him. "Y-You're a demon!" cried Oliver, terrified. "That's what you are...a demon!" Josette/Thomas began to form a calculating smile, as she incongruously switched back to her sweet, innocent voice, her eyes suddenly changing into evil yellow slit-looking pupils. She tilted her head, as Oliver heard an audible SNAP coming from her neck, while she looked at him directly in his frightened eyes. "Why Monsieur," she continued. "However can you say such a thing to me?" She then proceeded to bring her hands down to the hem of her black dress, lifting it up...as Oliver saw that Josette was not wearing anything but her lovely, creamy, smooth naked body underneath. Oliver could identify Josette's plump, supple breasts with pink nipples, her smooth wasp-like waistline, her shapely hips and long smooth legs, and finally her female snatch, with a patch of trimmed blonde hair, above very moist pussy lips as she inched closer to him. The nun leaned one of her legs forward, making her hips sway out suggestively, while still mocking Oliver. Just the perverse sight and her ... sweet, intoxicating smell caused Oliver to be strangely aroused in this grim moment. "Monsieur Oliver," Josette said, blinking her eyes back to her ocean blue, as she pleaded in a playful, whimpering voice, taunting her former master. "Forgive me for I have sinned..." Josette's crotch suddenly began making a loud, squishy sound as Oliver witnessed a large dark- colored 7-inch cock spring forth from Josette's vaginal walls, complete with a matching set of testicles. It pulsated and throbbed and wiggled back and forth, as Josette/Thomas continued to torture Oliver, now switching back to his deep, malevolent baritone: "Don't you want to touch it Master? It's so very nice and big...you sucked on one exactly like it that night out of my Mistress's pussy...c'mon Master...just have a taste...it would take the place of your 'last meal'..." she chuckled, mocking and taunting him. As Josette's monstrous wet member brushed against Oliver's body, She grinned, shaking her hips from side to side, teasinly brushing him. Oliver finally couldn't take it anymore. "Guard!" he screamed. "GUARD!" A few minutes later, the prison officer raced over to Oliver's cell. "What's going on?" he yelled. As he unlocked the door, the officer saw nothing but the young nun quietly reading her Bible, but Oliver was white as a sheet, completely petrified, drool coming out of his mouth and shuddering. "I was just reading quietly to him some encouraging passages and ...