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Friday, September 20th, 2013 – Astarte – Paris, Texas

“We shall find such worship there,” I told my handsome guard as we stood in the vestibule of the tattoo parlor, my host’s body adorned with the star tattoos and the nipple piercings.

Now that I had sampled the Police Officer’s life, his death was written across his face—in four months, he would be claimed by Wormwood, though I had no idea what that was. I glanced at my first Handmaiden, the dance instructor, and saw her death coming in little more than thirteen months, fighting in an army, avenging the Police Officer. She would be slain by one of Lilith’s spawn in the streets of Seattle. My other Handmaidens, the twins, would imbibe poison together in a place called Cassia, Idaho in a mere nine months, both their heads besotted with the foolish emotion—love.

Mortals never failed to surprise me with their stupidity.

I sauntered to the door, enjoying the light glinting off my silver piercings, and the knowledge that the man who had pierced Darleen’s nipples would be dead in three days, stabbed in the back in a prison cell from a dispute over a pack of cigarettes.

So tragic.

I exited the parlor and stepped naked onto the street. The Texan night air was cool on my vessel’s naked skin, the cement still warm from the sun beneath the soles. There were always such amazing sensations to discover outside of the Abyss. The feel of a needle piercing my nipple while a thick shaft reamed my pussy was one I would savor once consigned back to the Abyss at dawn.

Darleen would always have my stars and the child that would be conceived this night to remember her time as my honored vessel. I always delighted in leaving permanent reminders to the women that were blessed to host my divine spirit.

I strode naked down the street, bathing in the attention of all those who saw my naked, tattooed, and pierced body, inciting their lust and adoration. How I missed those days when I could stride the world at will, those heady times before I’d been castigated to the Abyss.

If Lucifer had his way, those times would again be upon us. His plan had merit, though I sensed the possibility of failure. Mortals could always be surprising.

I touched Darleen’s belly absently, fingertips sliding across her silky skin.

Ahead, the low place awaited. The bar. There men would gather. I ached to soil this body even more. To revel in degradation and the sins of the flesh. She was young, just turned eighteen, and so nubile. She had all those passions brimming through her that needed attention.

Music bled from the Cowgirl Salon. I loved the beat. The bar lay in the same strip of buildings as the tattoo parlor. I pushed through the swinging door and strolled into a packed room. It reeked of intoxicants and lust.

“Wonderful,” I breathed.

Shock rippled through the bar. Men and women both gasped as they stared at my naked and tattooed flesh. Some leered while others looked at me in awe or disgust. My gaze swept across the room, touching their souls as I surveyed them. Such strong men, muscular arms bare, wild beards, scarred fists, and broken nose.

“Worship me!” I commanded, seizing all their souls with mine. “Love me! Give me all your passion.”

Lust groaned through the room. The simmering desire every man felt the moment they saw the naked, perfect flesh of my vessel ignited into a bonfire of passion. Their dicks all went hard. They all had to know me. To plunge their cocks into my body.

I quivered in anticipation.

A big man with ebony skin towered before me, staring with undisguised lust at my youthful, naked body. His dark hand grabbed my budding breast, squeezing hard and sending such wonderful sensations through the flesh I inhabited. My pussy tingled as his rough thumb swept over the pierced nub.

“You want to go for a ride on my big, Black cock, little White girl?” he rumbled; such power. My pussy clenched in anticipation.

“Give me your love,” I purred. “Right here, right now.”

Worship filled his eyes. He hastened to obey.

I loved how he seized my host’s slender frame. His hands were big, powerful. He maneuvered me like I weighed nothing. I groaned as he turned me around and bent me over a table, the wood cool against my hot tits. His hands grabbed my ass, squeezing my pliant butt-cheeks.

I loved how he seized control. It made me feel like an object. Something to be used and discarded. My pussy clenched. The new piercings throbbed against the surface of the table. Men crowded around me, watching.

SMACK!

The Black man’s hand cracked on my ass. The stinging pain was a welcome sensation. I moaned in delight, the burning melting into my hot cunt. Cum and pussy juices leaked out of me, running down my inner thighs.

“What a naughty, little whore,” the Black growled. I heard metal rattling. I smiled, realizing he was unbuckling his belt. A fastener popped followed by a zipper’s rasp. “Walkin’ in here as naked as a jaybird. Gonna show you what happens to little whores!”

“Fuck her hard, Hank,” a guy yelled. “Give that little slut what’s comin’ to her!”

“Gonna tear her cooch up!” Hank promised.

He drove into my cunt in a single plunge. He was hung. His dick spread me open so wide it hurt. I groaned as I clenched down on him. Darleen had been a virgin when I possessed her, and now she had a huge cock plunged roughly into her cunt.

The pain turned into bliss as her pussy stretched around that big, Black dick. I whimpered, squeezing down on him, drinking in the friction. He grunted, thrusting away hard. His heavy balls slapped into my clit, a staccato rapture accompanying the bliss radiating out of my pussy.

I savored it.

The men whooped around me. They all shouted those demeaning words. I reveled in them. “Fuck the little slut!”

“Pound her cunt!”

“Ream that dick hard into her!”

“She needs it!” moaned the familiar voice of my Handmaiden.

“Yes, worship me!” I moaned, squeezing my cunt around him, my nipples throbbing against the table’s surface. “Harder! Hurt me!”

“Dirty whore!” he laughed, driving into my vessel’s sweet pussy harder. “So tight! I never thought the mayor’s daughter would be such a whore!”

“What?” someone yelled.

“Don’t you all recognize the pride of Paris,” Hank chuckled, pumping inside me faster, waves of bliss washing out of my snatch. “She’s the mayor’s precious daughter. What a fuckin’ slut she is!”

“Yes, yes!” Another man stood on the other side of the table, his cock out; he stroked it. My eyes focused on that dick.

“Give it to me!” I moaned, licking my lips. “I need your worship, too!”

“Fuck, yeah!” he exclaimed.

“The fuck you doin’, Marv?” a shrill woman demanded as he pulled out his cock.

“Gonna get my dick sucked,” he shouted back. “Watch, and maybe you’ll learn how!”

“Asshole!”

I opened my mouth wide, and he drove his dick in deep. I moaned as he sank into my mouth. Two cocks were despoiling my host’s body, using her. I savored the sensations, sucking hard on Marv’s dick, tasting salty precum.

Marv grunted. He gripped the side of my head and fucked my mouth like it was a pussy. Darleen would remember how he had used her body. He pumped away in me while Hank pounded my juicy cunt. They both filled me over and over.

Drool ran down my chin. I sucked and slurped on Marv’s dick. It plunged hard and fast into my mouth, brushing the back of my throat. He grunted, staring down at me. A wicked gleam entered his eyes.

“I reckon she can deep throat a mean cock,” he groaned.

“Fuck, yeah, I bet the little whore can,” Hank moaned, his dick stirring up my pussy. His balls kept slapping my clit, making me feel amazing.

I sucked hard on Marv’s cock, hoping he would go for it. Aching for him to ram his dick down my gullet.

He did. He thrust hard. The tip of his cock slammed into the back of my throat. I almost choked on it. I felt a burning in my gullet for a moment. My cunt squeezed down on Hank’s big dick as Marv’s plunged to the hilt in my mouth. His balls slapped my chin, while Hank’s slapped my clit.

It was so degrading. Darleen would remember everything they did to her. How they used her.

They thrust into me, slamming from both ends. The table rocked and creaked beneath me. My nipples throbbed against it. Juices ran down my thighs. Hank’s cock churned me up. He gave me such bliss as he fucked away at me. He plunged in faster and faster.

More and more drool ran down my chin. It spilled over my lips as Marv fucked his cock down my throat. I moaned about him, massaging him with my passion. He grunted, gripping my host’s platinum-blonde hair.

“Look at that slut take both those dicks!” groaned a watcher.

“Fuckin’ A, the mayor’s daughter is the biggest slut I ain’t ever seen!”

“More ‘un a slut than those strippers down at the Pole Position.”

“Don’t even got to pay this little slut!”

“Ain’t nothin’ like free pussy!”

“That’s right!” Hank groaned, burying into my pussy again and again.

“Just make her explode,” whimpered my handmaiden. “Give her your seed and your worship!”

“Fuckin’ A, we are!” Marv grunted, pounding his cock down my throat.

It was incredible. I came closer and closer to my orgasm. The slap of Hank’s balls on my clit sent such sparks bursting inside of me. It was what I craved and more. My eyes squeezed shut. I sucked and slurped on Marv’s dick plunging into my mouth.

Hank hammered me. The table rocked from the force of his thrusts. His crotch smacked into my rump. My pussy drank in the friction, squeezing around him while he grunted and groaned. He reamed me hard.

“Gonna bust my nut!” panted Hank. “So goddamn tight! Like fuckin’ a virgin!”

I squeezed my cunt around his cock, burning to experience another dick cumming in me. I wanted to see another future laid out before me. The Black man’s thrust grew harder, more frantic, his growling loud and powerful.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he snarled.

His cum spurted into my vessel. That hot jizz sloshed into Darleen’s womb. More sperm poured into me, racing her fertile egg. So much cum filled her that one would find its home in her. I shuddered, rushing towards my orgasm.

The future opened up before me as pleasure crashed through my vessel’s body. Waves of pleasure washed through me as I witness the future. It was clouded. Something was coming, so significant, so uncertain, that even my powers could not gaze past it. Lucifer’s victory was not as assured as he seemed to think, but then pride had ever been the Morning Star’s flaw.

That was why I made my own plans and seized my own fate.

My pleasure burned hotter. My cunt milked out more and more of Hank’s cum. I moaned about Marv’s cock as the bliss consumed me. It was such a treat. I loved that rush of orgasmic bliss. Darleen’s young body was so receptive to it.

“Fuck me!” Hank moaned as he ripped his cock out of my cunt.

Cum trickled out of me and leaked down my thighs. A shiver ran up my skin. Even such small sensations were worth reveling in and remembering.

The cock fucking my vessel’s mouth drove harder, hissing and grunting like a wild beast, choking me every time he buried into her throat. His balls smacked into my chin over and over. It was such a treat.

I moaned, whimpered, wiggling my hips. I needed another cock fucking me. I needed more cum. I had to soil Darleen. I had to view the future. My body burned for more. This vessel craved more dicks reaming her holes.

SMACK!

Stinging pain burned across my rump. Someone had spanked Darleen’s ass. It was incredible. That burning bliss sank into my molten pussy. I whimpered about Marv’s cock, straining to know who’d spanked me.

SMACK!

I groaned at the second one, bucking on the table.

“You givin’ the slut a ride, Big Hoss?” someone from the crowd called.

“I reckon so,” rumbled a gravely voice. “Though I ain’t too keen on sloppy seconds, so I reckon I’ll just use her cornhole. A girl this wanton must’ve had a cock reamin’ her backdoor before.”

A thick cock’s head—not as thick as the Black man’s, but still plenty thick—slipped between my butt-cheeks. He slid it down, precum leaking across my skin as he searched for my asshole. After a moment, he found it.

He pressed his dick’s tip against my tight sphincter. I trembled, sucking so hard on Marv’s dick, anticipating the surge of burning pain and tingling pleasure that anal would bring. I was ready for it. Another experience to revel in.

“Here I come, slut!” Big Hoss whooped, then drove his dick deep into my ass.

My asshole surrendered to her girth. It didn’t put up much of a fight at all. I groaned about Marv’s dick as my asshole widened. It stretched and stretched, aching to engulf that dick. He popped into me with a grunt, his force driving his dick deep into my hot bowels.

I moaned in joy at the mix of sensations, wiggling Darleen’s sweet hips. I pushed back against the invading shaft. It plunged with burning heat into my bowels. Such wonderful pain and such glorious pleasure burned inside of me.

I whimpered, sucking hard as Big Hoss buried to the hilt in me. His balls thwacked my taint.

“Fuck, the little slut loves it!” moaned Marv, his fingers tightening in my hair. “She’s moaning like a bitch in heat! Hot damn, if that don’t feel nice on my pecker. You’re gonna get a huge load of my cum, slut!”

I groaned in anticipation, forcing Darleen’s body to suck harder, delighting in degrading the girl. She’d remember every second of this night, baffled by her behavior, and forever stained by it. The cock in her mouth swelled.

Hot jizz spurted.

The thick cream coated my mouth. I moaned, gulping it down, reveling in the salty flavor. My bowels squeezed around Big Hoss’s dick as he drew it back. I squeezed him, massaged him while swallowing every bit of Marv’s cum I could.

“Fuck, yeah!” Marv groaned. “Drink that cum, slut!”

“Drink it all down!” Big Hoss growled before plunging that cock back into my asshole, the burning pain and pleasure melting my cunt.

I swallowed the last load. Then Marv ripped his cock free. He stumbled back, shoving his cock back into his pants. I panted and moaned, Big Hoss reaming my asshole hard and fast, my throat wonderfully raw.

An outraged woman marched up. She lifted her skirt as she stopped before me, her gray panties soaked with her juices. She pulled the gusset to the side, revealing a pussy adorned with a thick, dark bush. She grabbed my hair and pulled my face forward, the silk of her bush caressing my lips and nose.

“Lick me, slut!” she groaned. “If you can pleasure my asshole boyfriend, then you can give me a nice cum!”

“God, that’s hot,” her boyfriend panted.

“You enjoyin’ this?”

“Hell, yeah, babe!”

“Well you ain’t gonna see it again, I’m kickin’ your ass to the curb!”

She tasted tart. I dug Darleen’s tongue deep through her folds, swallowing her juices as Big Hoss pumped his wide cock in and out of my ass. Such delicious, wicked, depraved sensations rolled through me.

The pain faded as Big Hoss reamed me. He plunged his big dick in and out of my asshole, stretching it. The rough friction surged through me. It had me shuddering and gasping. My eyes fluttered as I moaned into the woman’s cunt.

“Look at her go!” someone in the crowd shouted.

“Course the mayor’s daughter ken lick pussy as well as suck dick!”

“Just a fucking li’l whore, ain’t she?”

“Can’t wait for my turn to get my dick wet. Don’t mind me no sloppy seconds if I ken fuck a girl that hot!”

I drank in all their adoration. Their shouts and moans only fed my new orgasm, mixing with the burning bliss raging in my asshole. I squeezed my bowels down around Big Hoss’s dick while my tongue fluttered through the woman’s tart juices.

Big Hoss planted his hands over me. He was leaning on the table. It creaked as he plowed me. I shuddered, my bowels clamping down on his dick. The friction increased my pleasure, my orgasm building and building.

I heard the sounds of kissing over me.

“Stop kissin’ my girl!” Marv shouted.

“She kicked you to the curb,” rumbled Big Hoss, his dick hammering my asshole. His crotch spanked my rump. “Can’t blame me for scoopin’ her up now that she’s free.”

“That’s right,” she purred, grinding her silky bush and hot cuntlips against my hungry mouth. “You got a thick cock. I wouldn’t mind giving it a try!”

Big Hoss pumped faster, plundering my asshole. “Let me just finish up in this slut’s ass, and we’ll head on outta here!”

“Mmm, that sound’s nice!” she purred, her fingers stroking my hair. “Let me get off. This slut knows how to eat pussy better than some asshole I know!”

“Fuck you!” Marv sulked.

“Not any longer!” she moaned. “Mmm, eat me slut. Give me a nice, big cum! Ain’t had a good one in a while. Had me a limp dick!”

She humped her pussy into my lips, using my vessel as a masturbation aid. She just wanted to cum, and didn’t care if Darleen enjoyed it. So degrading, so amazing. I loved rolling in the depraved filth of the Mortal World.

My tongue jammed into her cunt, fluttering around. Juices ran down my thighs, flooding out of my pussy as my orgasm built and built. Big Hoss’s dick reamed me. He grunted and groaned, driving me towards my orgasmic explosion.

“Eat me, bitch!” hissed the woman. “Oh, fuck! Oh, yes!”

“Cum on her purtee face!” Big Hoss growled. “Then I’ll cum on her purtee ass!”

I liked the sound of that.

“Yes, yes, fuck yes!” the woman moaned.

I whipped my tongue through her folds. Her snatch grew hotter and hotter. Her juices flowed. They stained my tongue. They coated my cheeks. I breathed in her tart passion and loved every moment of it.

My bowels squeezed around Big Hoss’s dick. He reamed me, thrusting to the hilt in my asshole’s depths. His balls thwacked into me, full of his cum. I wanted it. Needed it. So I had to make this woman cum.

I latched onto her clit and sucked.

“Fucking hell!” she moaned, clutching me. “Oh, yes, yes, yes, that’s it, you little fuckin’ tramp! Oh, yes!”

She came.

The woman shuddered as she flooded my mouth with her tasty pussy juices. She gasped and moaned, her skirt shifting around my head. Her juices spilled over my mouth, a delicious treat to enjoy. I lapped them up, my own orgasm building and building.

“Fuck!” Big Hoss grunted, slamming his dick into my asshole to the hilt. I gripped around him as he drew back.

His cock popped out of my asshole. I moaned in disappointment as he roared in pleasure. His hot cum basted my rump. He coated me in lines of thick, ropy cum, grunting each time he spurted a blast onto my pert ass.

“Goddamn, what a fuck!” he moaned.

The woman whimpered as she stumbled away from me, leaving my face dripping in her cream. I panted, my eyes fluttering. Big hoss moved out of the way and immediately another cock buried in my vessel’s cunt.

That wonderful heat shot through me. That delicious sensation of being used. I moaned, another orgasm building through me as the man fucked my sloppy cunt. I panted, my mouth open wide, inviting.

A cock plunged into my hungry mouth. They fucked me. They rammed their dicks into me. My orgasm burst through my vessel’s body. My pussy convulsed around the cock plunging in and out of my cunt. I moaned around the dick filling my mouth.

“Fuck!” the guy plowing my cunt groaned, my pussy rippling around him. “Darleen, damn, you’re such a slut!”

His cum fired into my pussy, spilling more and more seed into my body. I shuddered in delight, milking his cock dry. My passion moaned about the dick I sucked on. Drool ran down my pussy-soaked chin as I whimpered in delight.

“What a nasty whore!” panted the man fucking my mouth as the dick pulled out of my pussy.

Hot cum spurted into my mouth as a new cock rammed into my cunt. I guzzled down the salty load, reveling in degrading my vessel. Pleasure spilled through me as the new dick, short and squat, reamed my pussy.

Man after man, and a few women, used and abused my vessel. They fucked my cunt and asshole. They spurted jizz into my mouth. They painted my body in ropy lines of cum. I came over and over, milking their balls dry.

I gulped down every load of cum.

Jizz dripped down my thighs. It coated my butt-crack. More dribbled over my sides and back. They flipped me over and spurted onto Darleen’s pierced nipples and painted her tattooed flesh with their vital seed.

I savored every wonderful, depraved moment. They treated Darleen’s body without any care, throwing my light form about. I reveled in it, bucking and gasping as they gangbanged me. Orgasm after orgasm melted through my body.

I savored the feeling of being fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time. Two hard cocks thrusting in and out of me was incredible.

I reveled in the cum being shot across my vessel’s body

I enjoyed it when a man fucked my face and shoved his cock down my throat. His cum fired straight to my stomach.

I swallowed cum, bathed in cum, wallowed in cum. I was covered in all their filth and worship. I lay on the dirty floor of the bar at the end, shuddering, my mind melted from all the orgasms that they had given me.

All the jizz that had spurted in me.

“This little slut needs to be cleaned off,” slurred a drunk guy. He whipped out his cock and he pissed on my vessel.

So degrading!

An orgasm ripped through me as I forced Darleen’s mouth open. I drink his acrid fluid as it poured over my tongue. It stung my eyes, dripping warm and wet down my body, mixing with the drying cum. It tasted so wonderfully nasty.

Another guy whipped out his cock and showered Darleen’s hair, mixing in more filthy. The pee spilled down my back towards my ass. I shuddered in delight as the first stream of piss dwindled, the urine spilling down to my tits.

“Yes! Give me all your offering!” I moaned. The pleasure kept rippling through me, and I savored Darleen’s youth and vitality as my mind melted from the bliss.

One of the women squatted over me, her pussy hairy, and pissed on my tits. I ducked down Darleen’s head, stuck out her tongue, and drank it down. It spilled over my tongue and down her tits. It was such a heady thrill to enjoy.

I drank and drank until Darleen’s belly was full. My vessel reeked of urine.

I glanced at the corner where my bodyguard sat, my handmaiden across his lap, their mouths pressed together. They were falling in love. That was their destiny. They would be happy for those three months before his death.

“Attend me,” I moaned, shuddering on the pee-drenched floor as my wonderful orgasm ran its course.

“Yes, Goddess,” my bodyguard said, pushing my handmaiden off his lap and walking over, his hand on his gun.

“I have broken many laws of your community,” I purred, thrusting out my hands before me, wrists pressed together. “It is time you arrested me. You shall alert your comrades of the illegal activity going on in the tattoo parlor. A grown man is enjoying incest from a pair of twins.”

“Yes, Goddess,” he groaned.

I smiled as he slapped the handcuff over my right wrist. Then he yanked me to my feet, twisting my around. He cuffed my hands behind me, even more humiliating. As he read off my rights, part of the ritual, I shivered in delight. Darleen would remember all of this. How she was a naughty criminal. How she did such lewd things. It would haunt her forever.

I couldn’t wait for one of those millions of sperm wiggling around inside her to find a fertile egg.

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