1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 11: The God-King


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    Donna's cunt. My balls boiled. I buried my pecker into Rhonda May's sweet cooch. “Hot damn, but I love fuckin' your snatch,” I panted. “Gonna flood your cooch with a big ol' load.” Rhonda May shuddered, her pussy convulsing about my cock as her orgasm burst through her. “Oh, she's ready for it,” gasped Marissa. “Oh, yes. I'm fixin' to cum on your face, sweet sister.” My balls erupted. My pecker spewed cum into Rhonda May's cooch. I let the bliss wash through me. I wanted to savor it forever, to never lose this feeling. I pulled out, whirling about, and shoved my pecker into Ophelia's hungry mouth. “Fuck our daughter's hot, li'l mouth,” laughed Tammy as she pounded her wife Cheryl-Lynn with a big strap-on. Both girls bucked and writhed. I remembered that Saturday afternoon I fucked them both in the park's bathroom, knocking up Tammy with Ophelia. I had scared her boyfriend so bad he pissed his pants and ran off like a baby. “You have a purtee mouth, daughter,” I groaned, slamming in deep. “You suck my pecker like a hungry calf at her mother's teat.” “I taught her well,” Tammy panted. “Cum in her mouth. Give the little slut what she craves.” Ophelia moaned about my cock, sucking harder. “Ghost,” Marybeth called out. “Brandon's on the move. He's marching on the Sulfur Plains.” I stopped fucking Ophelia's mouth. All the women froze, their moans silenced. “Well, then I reckon we best let our allies know and get the army in the field.” “We'll kick his ass,” Latonya cried, the ...
    black, young woman standing up, her cheerleader outfit flashing about her body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chantelle Paquet-Holub I stood behind Lilith, my wife Lana beside me. Lilith faced the assembled might of our forces, all the monstrous daughters she had spawned in the year she ruled Seattle, and all the women we had liberated from the brutality of men. More women, and men transformed into women, had joined us over the last forty years, along with the demonic hordes that had once belonged to Astarte. “The Tyrant who dares call himself God-King marches,” Lilith announced, looking glorious and beautiful, her silver hair falling about her naked shoulders. “This upstart thinks a man is better than women.” A roar went up from the troops. “Well, he's wrong! Women have always been stronger than men. We've always had to baby them, care for them, coddle them. No more. We are free. This is a paradise where women can spend their eternity in peace. If Brandon thinks to take that away, we'll show him just how fierce and powerful we are!” “Lilith!” the women and monstrous daughters screamed. “For Lilith! For Lilith!” Lilith spread her arms wide, drinking in their cheers and love. “Your loving mother leads you. We shall not fail against this bastard. We shall crush his armies, crucify his mongrel generals, and see Brandon and his whore-queen are flayed and punished for the next ten thousand years.” “Lilith! Lilith!” I nodded, pleased with the speech. The energy from our followers flowed ...
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