1. The Devil's Pact Slave Chronicles 11: Sally, The Gift


    Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Domination/submission, Exhibitionism, Female/Female, Male/Female, Voyeurism, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    found me,” she smiled at her husband, sounding as calm as if she had just woken up from a sleep. Dean stared down at Marco. “Your job, citizen!” he growled. “Code inspector, City of Manila, Territory of the Philippines, District of Oceania, sir!” he answered promptly. “Not anymore,” Dean growled. “You work the mines. 275, see that he's chastised.” “Right away, sir,” 275 answered and the two bodyguards dragged Marco out of the room. “Must you always banish my lovers to the mines?” Alice sighed. “And 275, tell them to stop hitting Marco.” 275 froze, glancing at Dean. When he didn't contradict Alice, she saluted and left the room. “Why do you keep doing this?” Dean demanded of his wife, glaring at her. “Because a woman needs to feel passion in her life,” she answered, staring at him. “To be loved and adored.” She gave a wicked giggle. “And Marco is very cute.” “I love you, Alice.” There was so much pain in his voice. I wanted to go and hug him. Didn't this horrible woman see what her actions were doing to him? Did she not care that she shredded his soul with her behavior? I ignored my training and allowed myself to hate my Mistress. “You're terrible at showing you love me, Dean.” Her eyes narrowed, annoyance creeping into her words. “You get too caught up in your work. So, of course my eyes are going to wander.” “And the fact that I care enough to track you down every time you disappear on one of you affairs...” His eyes widened. “That's why you do this? To see if I still love ...
    you?” “Partly.” “Partly? What does that mean?” A dreamy smile flitted across her face. “I also fall in love.” “You love Marco?” he asked, his face falling, his voice trembling. “I loved all of them.” She sighed. “Our loves were great bonfires burning brightly. But the fuel doesn't last long and the fire burns out. I was already finding Marco tiresome. He was always wanting to work instead of paying attention to me.” “So you don't love me?” Dean demanded, the anger returning. She slipped out of the bed, walked over to him, and threw her arms around his neck. He stiffened but didn't pull away. “I love you deeply,” she told him, staring into his eyes. “Our love is the stone our life together is built on—our foundation. It maybe boring, but it's strong and lasting. Strong enough to weather any obstacle.” “Like your infidelities.” It wasn't a question, but an accusation. “Yes, and your negligence. But I am sorry for hurting you. These fiery loves burn so bright, it blinds me to our love.” “That's why you hurt me so much?” he roared, grabbing her arms and pushing her away from him. “Because you forget you love me?” “It hurts me when you ignore me.” Her hazel eyes were fierce. “But you can't ignore me when I disappear.” She pressed against him, a purring with wanton passion. “Instead, you track me down and show just how much you love me. Look at you. You're full of passion. It makes me feel so alive!” She kissed him and they melted together, his hands roaming her back, squeezing her ...
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