1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 12: The King and Queen of Hell


    Date: 10/14/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Blowjob, Female/Female, Incest, Male / Females, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Violence, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    The Devil's Pact, The Hell Chronicles by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Chapter Twelve: The King and Queen of Hell Mark Glassner – The Abyss “Chasity, organize the guard and scout the plain,” I commanded, staring out at the distant city of brass across the rocky, blasted lands of hell. The hot wind continued to blow, searing across my skin. It was annoying. The wind stopped as power leaked out of me. I blinked. *Did you just control the wind?* Mary whispered in my mind. *I think I did.* Karen smiled as she stared at me. “Welcome to Hell, Master,” she laughed. “It's shaped by powerful personalities. The fallen angels, the ones who became demons, were bitter and twisted. They hated the Creator for imprisoning them and were jealous of humans. They shaped Hell into a nightmare. It doesn't have to be that way.” “But it's a prison,” I said. “A place to punish those for being “bad.” Shouldn't it be a nightmare?” “It's a place for those who rejected the Creator,” Karen countered. “It's only bad because the denizens made it bad.” “Interesting,” Mary smiled. She stretched, her lovely, perky breasts, dusted with freckles, jiggled, and then she stamped her foot down. The ground changed at her feet as our shared power trickled out into the fabric of Hell. Grass sprang up, thick and green rippling out to change the landscape from the blasted, terrible red into vibrant life. “That's better,” Mary smiled before taking Karen's hand. “Mistress,” Karen blushed. The former nun's cheeks were ...
    lovely, her light-brown hair falling about her neck in waves of curls. “We haven't touched in so long,” Mary whispered. “Lilith stole you from us after barely a week.” “She tricked you.” “She'll pay,” Mary vowed. “When we find wherever she's hiding down here. She'll pay for stealing you from us and for letting you die so her vessel could be birthed.” A tear trickled down Karen's face. “Thank you, Mistress.” “That was beautiful,” Tiffany said, wiping at a tear. Mary's mother stepped forward. “It's so good to see you again, Louise.” “Karen,” the slut corrected. “That was my name before I became a nun.” Mary's mother hugged Karen tight and passionately kissing her. Both women had once been Sisters of Mary Magdalene and my enemies. My cock stirred as I watched them. Tiffany was gorgeous, looking as young as her daughter still, her blonde hair falling in curls about her shoulders, her large breasts pressed against Karen's. “We'll need to catch up,” Tiffany promised before glancing at us. “But I think my daughter and son-in-law want to play with you first.” “They are my Masters,” Karen laughed. “It's only right.” Mary pulled Karen away from Tiffany, pushing the slut down on her knees where she belonged. Karen seized my cock, stroking it to its full girth. Pleasure tumbled through me—I was so glad sex was still a thing in Hell. Then she engulfed my cock with her mouth. “Yes,” I groaned, my back arching as my sex slave worked her mouth, giving me such wonderful pleasure. “That's it. Oh, ...
«1234...1112»