1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 7: Lilith


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    The Devil's Pact, The Hell Chronicles by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Seven: Lilith Chantelle Paquet-Holub – The Abyss “I am Superman!” the brawny, naked man roared as he flew forward, zipping across the sulfur plain. With my dancer reflexes, I dodged to the left as Lana threw herself to the right. I rolled across the sulfurous dust, spitting the rotten substance out of my mouth as I came up in a crouch. The man pulled up into the sky, twisting around in the air to attack us again. I recognized the man. He had made international news after Brandon's death. The man thought he was Superman. Worse, he made Pacts with Lucifer to give him all the powers he needed to become Superman. But Mary was a wily whore. I heard rumors that she used an illusion to look like Lois Lane and the idiot couldn't resist fucking her. So if she exorcised his powers, how was he flying? Superman dived back down at us, his disgusting cock flapping before him. Lana rose to her feet, her large breasts smeared with yellow Dust. My wife fell into a defensive stance, raising up her arms, ready for the asshole's attack. The man roared as he hurtled down. Lana side-stepped him, seizing his arm and attempted to use his momentum to throw him into the ground. It didn't work out well. She tried to pivot, but he had too much mass or something, because Lana was instead yanked off her feet and thrown into the dust as he spun about. “I am the defender of truth!” Superman bellowed. “I will protect you from ...
    Hell, but you must obey me. Submit to me.” “Fuck that,” groaned Lana as she stood up. “I don't care how fucking super you are, I don't need a man to protect me. I'm going to rip off your balls and shove them into your mouth.” The delusional man bellowed like a bull and charged at Lana. My wife leapt far higher than she should, flipping over him. As she turned, her will lashed out to the ground, forming a bolder of sulfur in Superman's path. The idiot crashed into it, cracking the boulder as Lana landed, a smirk on her fac “How did you jump like that?” I asked, racing up to attack Superman as he stumbled away from the rock. “I just wished it,” Lana shrugged. “I think that's how Superass is flying.” Right, Hell. Things were malleable here. “Superass?” grolwed the man, blood streaming down his face. He wiped it away, throwing red drops to the yellow ground. I guess he couldn't make himself invincible. “I have been lenient, whore, but I see you are an enemy of truth and justice.” “And the America way,” quipped Lana. I launched a leap kick at Superass, my legs thrusting forward as I flew, wishing myself to soar across the ground like I was in some wire fu action movie. My foot planted into his side, sending him stumbling as I did a back flip to land on my feet, my dark hair whipping about me. I laughed as I landed. This was amazing. He recovered as Lana jumped, her feet kicking furiously as she almost hovered in the air. Superass brought up his arms, blocking her kicks. Then he seized ...
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