The Devil’s Pact Revised Sex Slaves Gone Wild
Chapter Two: Sex Slave’s Lesbian Affair
by mypenname3000
© Copyright 2013
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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.
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Friday, November 8th, 2013 – Violet Matheson – Tacoma, WA
“I’m going down to the lobby to do some writing,” April smiled as she slipped her laptop into a satchel.
“Are we still going out with Lillian tonight?” I asked her, hoping we weren’t. I lay stretched out on our bed and flipping through the latest copy of Seventeen. I was reading the most fascinating article: “How to attract the Living God’s Gaze.” It was full of tips for young women on how to try and catch Master’s attention at his public appearances. “Wear short skirts,” the article read, “with thigh-high stockings held up by garters. And never wear panties. Our God wants a girl ready for Him to just lift her skirt so He can go to town on her pussy.”
“Yeah!” April smiled. She was pretty and innocent, with her bushy, brown hair and glasses—a sexy nerd. My guilt returned, bubbling inside my stomach. “Doesn’t it sound like fun?”
“Sure,” I lied. I had grown good at lying to April. Going to a bar with Lillian, especially pregnant and unable to drink, didn’t sound like fun.
April turned, her stomach gently swelling with Master’s child, her large, dark nipples hard. They were so big compared to her tiny breasts. Though hers grew with her pregnancy while my A Cups hadn’t changed a bit. That was fine, Master loved my tiny tits. Unlike April, I didn’t know if my child was Master’s or Mistress’s.
“Love you,” April smiled as she opened the door of my hotel room. We took turns sleeping in the other’s room since we started dating over the summer.
“Love you, too,” I answered automatically.
She smiled. Why did April have to be such a sweet girl?
The moment she left, I grabbed a deep-purple negligee. I pulled it on, loving how it fell loosely about my girlish frame. My small, pink nipples were shadows through the sheer fabric, and my pregnant belly pressed against it. The hem ended just above my ass, displaying my tight pussy, waxed bare the way Master loved it. I had my brown hair in pigtails, tied with purple ribbons, making me look even younger than my almost nineteen years.
I slipped out of my room, passing a pair of off-duty bodyguards who gave me appreciative nods. Master had commandeered the entirety of the Murano Hotel in downtown Tacoma, filling it up with maids and bodyguards and other servants, most of whom were hot, young women like me. I reached the elevator, pressed the button, and waited impatiently.
Finally, the elevator dinged and doors slid open. I jumped in, jamming the button for the fourteenth floor. I tapped my foot, growing impatient at the elevator. I normally loved them. I had met Master in one and he had rescued me from…
No. Don’t think about her. She can never imprison me again.
I put Mother out of my thoughts and hurried down the hall to 1431, almost running. I reached Cindy’s room. My heart picked up its beat, my stomach tumbled into knots. I hoped my lover was free. I needed to be with her so badly. I really should break up with April, but I just couldn’t stand to disappoint her because…
The room, glaring lights so bright, so hot, Mother shouting her disappointment…
No! Don’t think about that.
The door opened. Cindy’s face lit up in a smile, driving my guilt and fear away. I loved her so much. I thought I loved April, but it had just been puppy love. We were the two young, quiet sluts, so it was only natural that we spend time together. But I’d confused my lust for actual love. When I met Cindy, I learned the true breadth of love.
Deep, consuming, warm.
I didn’t need to fuck Cindy, I just needed to be with her. I could be just as happy sitting in the same room with her and reading a book as I could rumpling the sheets with her. The moment I saw her the day of her job interview, I knew I loved her.
Cindy stood naked, her blonde hair damp and green eyes twinkling with mischievous delight. Though we were the same age, her breasts were slightly larger. Neither of us would mature physically any further, eighteen forever thanks to Master. She smiled, braces glinting on her teeth. Master could have fixed her teeth, but I suspected Cindy would never be allowed to get rid of them. They made her look so cute and innocent.
“Violet!” she squealed, throwing her arms around me. She pulled my head down and kissed me on the mouth. I shuddered in her embrace, unable to resist the enthusiasm of her kiss. Our tongues met, caressing.
Heat blossomed inside me.
She broke the kiss, purring, “Mmm, I love you so much.”
I looked down the hallway, a chill twisting my stomach. Someone could spot us. “Let’s get inside.”
“Don’t you love me?” she asked, eyes hardening for a moment. She didn’t like hiding our relationship.
“I do love you,” I answered, staring at her, my heart melting. But at any second another maid could walk by, or a bodyguard, or one of the sluts. I didn’t want April to know. Not until I found the right way to tell her it was over. “I love you so much!”
I clamped my mouth shut. I hadn’t meant to yell that last part, but my feelings for her were hard to contain. Last night, I almost called out her name in bed with April. Luckily, I had caught myself. This time.
My sudden, loud declaration made Cindy blush red and smile happily. She pulled me into the room, our bodies melting together. Our tongues danced, lips moving against the other. I held her, hands sliding down her naked back to cup her cute tush.
“Mmm, I missed you so much,” I groaned when we broke the kiss.
“I know,” she groaned. “I could barely clean my Lord’s room today. All I could think about was holding you.” She gave me a kiss, wet and sweet. “And kissing you.” Another kiss. “And touching you.”
A hot kiss, tongue brushing mine.
“Me, too, Cindy.” I stroked her cheek, pushing back a damp strand of gold.
She broke from the embrace and scampered to her bed, her cute ass jiggling. She grabbed a brown sack. “Look what I bought?”
“What?” I asked, eager to find out.
She ripped into the bag, paper tearing. She jerked out a large, red dildo attached to a black harness. The rubbery, fake cock jiggled in her eager grip. She held it like a prize, her face blossoming with such girlish enthusiasm.
My pussy clenched, juices flowing down my thighs. I licked my lips, moaning, “Ooh, do you want to fuck me, Cindy?”
“Absolutely, baby!” Her braces flashed as she grinned at me, her hands holding the harness to her crotch, the dildo waving before her.
“You got to butter me up first,” I laughed, so excited. “I want to feel that tongue between my legs.”
“Yum!” She licked her lips and dropped the dildo on the bed. She flounced to me, grabbing the fabric of my negligee. “This is cute. Did you buy it for me?”
“No,” I answered. “April gave it to—”
“And you wore it here?” Cindy snarled, her face twisting and turning red. “It’s bad enough you won’t break up with her, but you don’t have to parade around me wearing her gifts!”
Pain stabbed my heart. Tears burned my eyes. I disappointed her. The room… No. She wasn’t Mother. “I’m sorry.” Tears spilled down my cheeks. “I just… It’s so beautiful. I didn’t think, Cindy. I didn’t mean…” A hiccuping sob choked off my words. “I-I didn’t mean to d-disappoint you. D-don’t be mad.”
“Oh, don’t cry.” Her eyes grew liquid, brimming, on the verge of overflowing. “I’ll start crying, too. I’m sorry. It’s alright. I know who you love.”
“You,” I croaked, sniffing.
She wiped my cheek, putting a smile on her lips. “You didn’t disappoint me, okay.”
“I didn’t?”
She shook her head. “You never could.”
Joy burst in my heart. I pulled her to me. “You are such a wonderful girl. I’m thankful Dr. Willow brought us together.”
“Do you think we would have met if things didn’t…happen? If our Lord never appeared?”
“I do,” I nodded. “Maybe in college, we would have met and fallen in love…” Mother would have been disappointed, like she had when she caught me with Summer…
No. No. No. Mother isn’t here.
I kissed Cindy. Hard. My tongue probed into her sweet mouth. I didn’t want to think of…unpleasant things. I wanted to enjoy my new life, and my love. Summer was gone. She had just been a passing fling anyways, like April.
And Mother would never imprison me again.
Cindy shuddered, moaning into the kiss. Her arms went around my neck, clinging to me. My tongue brushed her braces. I shuddered, delighting in the rough, metallic feel of kissing the girl I loved. I cupped her rump again, massaging her cheeks, growing lost into the passion of her hot mouth, the sweetness of her lips.
She tugged up the negligee, drawing it past my belly and then over my breasts. I groaned, reluctant to break the kiss. I gasped for breath as she whipped it over my head before tossing it to the floor. She grinned, her hands stroking the slight curve of my pregnant stomach.
Everyone loved to touch my belly. I carried a God’s child within me.
My lover knelt down and kissed my bellybutton. “I can’t wait to hold your child,” she breathed. “The Divine grows within you. It’s such a miracle!”
“I know,” I said, tears brimming in my eyes.
“I’m going to butter up your pussy. Get you so wet for my new toy.”
I shivered, feeling her breath on my shaved pussy.
“Mmm, Violet, you smell so delicious.”
She gave me a quick lick, her tongue darting through the folds of my pussy. I shivered, pleasure shooting through me. I savored the amazing delight of her tongue dancing through my folds. She nuzzled in again, licking harder. Her braces scraped almost painfully against my vulva, adding another wonderful sensation.
I ground on her pussy, loving the delight of her tongue. Of the delicious pleasure she stirred in me. I whimpered and groaned, my body quivering with every lick. I couldn’t wait to drown her in my pussy juices, to feel them flood out of me and drench her face.
“Oh, Cindy, yes,” I gasped, gripping her wet, blonde curls. I squeezed them, holding her face.
“I could feast on you forever,” she moaned, taking another lick of my pregnant pussy.
I gasped, her braces brushing my clit. A violent shudder wrack my body. I arched my back, shuddering, teetering on unsteady feet. Then I toppled and crashed onto her soft bed. I bounced twice, groaning, missing her mouth on my pussy.
Her head peeked over my belly, lips smeared with my pussy juices.
“Ravish me!” I groaned. “Make me cum!”
“Only if you return the favor!” she grinned. She rose, her fingers playing with her tight slit.
I licked my lips. “Nothing would make me happier!”
She jumped onto the bed, laughing as she bounced, her tits jiggling. Then she straddled my face. I stared up at her waxed bare pussy, sealed as tight as a maiden’s cunt. I licked my lips, hungering for her swollen-red vulva, her juices dripping down her thighs. I breathed in her spicy aroma, licking my lips. I couldn’t wait any longer.
I grabbed her ass, yanked her down, and buried my tongue inside her.
“Oh, baby!” she gasped. “Mmm, I love your tongue in me!”
I answered with a moan, licking her tight flower. I licked through her folds as she squirmed atop me, feasting on her spicy musk. I slid my hands up to her ass, gripping her tight. My fingers dug into her as I squirmed on my back.
And then her tongue wiggled inside of me. I gasped, shuddering beneath her. She danced her tongue across my petals, her braces rasping. Delight tingled through me. I moaned into her snatch, fluttering my tongue into her depths.
“You taste so good,” groaned Cindy.
“Uh-huh,” I moaned, jamming my tongue back into her depths.
She returned the favor. We swirled and licked, stirring the other’s snatch to a hot froth. Juices coated my lips and chin, dripping out of her snatch as we savored each other’s flavor. I loved sixty-nining with my lover. We both gave each other pleasure.
It was magical.
Her fingers kneaded my ass then crept into my crack. I dug my tongue faster through her pussy, feasting on her, devouring her cream. I moaned as her digits teased my puckered asshole, my body tensing, anticipating the penetration.
She didn’t disappoint me.
“Cindy!” I moaned as her finger slid deep into my bowels.
I squeezed my asshole around the pleasant intrusion, her finger pumping in and out of my bowels. The hot delight rippled to my pussy, adding to the heat. Her tongue stirred through my depths, bringing me closer and closer to a boil.
I nuzzled my lips to her hard clit. I sucked on it, making her moan into my snatch, jabbing her finger in so deep. I shivered, loving the delight of being penetrated while nursing on her bud. Her spicy musk filled my nose.
But she needed something more.
I pulled my right hand from her ass, thrusting two fingers forward, and buried them into her snatch. Her head snapped up from my pussy. She moaned, squirming her hips, her cunt squeezing down on my plunging fingers, her silky walls caressing them.
“Violet! Ooh, yes, Violet!”
She buried her face back into my pussy as I stirred her snatch up. She moaned into my twat, her passion vibrating through my flesh. I sucked harder on her clit, hooking my finger and letting my fingernail lightly scrape against the inside of her sheath. I quested for just the right spot and…
She bucked, cumming on my face when I grazed her G-spot.
I loved making her orgasm.
The only thing better was when she made me cum.
Her pussy spasmed on my fingers, her juices flooding out into my hungry mouth. She latched onto my clit, moaning about it. My body twitched as I flogged my tongue through her snatch. I drank such delicious, spicy passion.
“Mmm, Cindy,” I purred, massaging her G-spot. “Keep sucking on my clit. That feels sooooo good.”
She sucked harder and then jammed a second finger into my asshole. I gasped, her fingers reaming swiftly in and out of my bowels. She moved her mouth off my clit, fingering my asshole. Her braces rubbed through my pussy lips while her tongue probed deep into my snatch.
I groaned, trembling as she squirmed about me. I flicked my tongue at her clit, fluttering it, prolonging her orgasm as the pleasure swelled in my asshole. My bowels tightened, my pussy growing hotter and hotter about her probing tongue.
Her nose rubbed against my clit.
I exploded.
“Cindy!” I screamed, words muffled by her twat.
My body quavered like a bowl of jelly, convulsing beneath her. I had no control. I was lost to the delights she gave me. I gasped, breathing in her spice, and savored the rapture surging through her. I moaned into her pussy, jabbing my fingers deep into her. My bowels writhed about her probing digits.
Stars danced before my eyes.
I loved it when she made me cum.
“You popped off like a firework,” she giggled rolling off of me.
“You set me off,” I groaned, panting, my body convulsing as my orgasm died. I licked my lips, breathing hard.
The bed shook. I sat up on my elbows, watching her ass as she struggled to pull on the strap-on. She adjusted the cinches, then turned around, displaying her fake cock as proud as any man. The red shaft jiggled before her, my pussy clenching in anticipation.
She stroked it, grinned, and asked, “What do you think?”
“My pussy’s going to be begging for mercy!”
“Get on your knees, woman!” she growled, making her voice low. “I’m gonna fuck you into next Tuesday!”
I laughed as I rolled onto my hands and knees. I wagged my ass at her, juices pouring down my thighs. “What are you waiting for, big boy? My little cunny needs a big, thick cock to make her howl!”
“You are going to howl, little girl.”
Cindy crawled across the bed. Then the cold plastic tip nudged my asscheeks. She gave me a slap, making me purr in delight. She rubbed the end down to my wet pussy, stirring it through my hot folds. I trembled, eager to be penetrated by her huge dick.
“Here it comes, baby!” she grunted.
“Yes, yes, take me!” I gasped. “Fuck my innocent pussy with your big cock!”
My body shuddered as she rammed it in. The shaft stretched my pussy. My back arched, my pregnant belly quivering, my tits jiggling. My pigtails swayed as her crotch smacked into my ass, giving me every inch of the toy.
“Oh, fuck!” I gasped, the toy stretching me out. Though only as long as Master’s cock, it had a thicker diameter. My pussy clenched down on it, savoring the girth filling me, rejoicing in this delight. “Fuck me! Make me howl on your big cock!”
She smacked my ass. “Oh, you’re going to cum so hard, slut.”
“Yes, yes, I’m such a slut!”
She grabbed my hips, thrusting hard, slamming the dildo in and out of my pussy. I whimpered, my snatch clenching down on the plastic shaft. Friction burned in my depths, the heat rippling through my body, bringing moans and gasps from my lips.
Her crotch smacked into my ass. She moaned and gasped, abandoning her gravely voice. She sounded so cute. I shivered, loving her passion as much as the pleasure she churned in my pussy with her naughty toy.
She giggled, “What do we have here?” She grabbed my pigtails and yanked, on them, pulling back my head. “Handlebars!”
I felt like such a cheap slut. Wonderful!
“Harder!” I moaned, loving having my pigtails yanked during sex. “Oh, fuck me! Pound me!”
“So hard,” she gasped, tugging on my pigtails, turning my head from side-to-side.
Her hips thrust faster, the staccato beat of flesh slapping flesh echoing through her room. I groaned, a dizzy thrill shivering through me. Her strokes powerful, her moans gasping through the room. I knew she felt pleasure, too, the base of the dildo pressing into her clit every time she thrust into my pussy.
So I bucked back hard, giving her as much pleasure as she gave me.
So much pleasure. I squeezed the bedspread, loving the feel of the dildo ramming into me. The thick shaft spread me so wide open. I felt almost like a virgin, reminding me of the first time Master had fucked my cunny, breaking me in on the elevator.
“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled, my eyes rolling back into my head. “I’m going to—”
She let go of my pigtails and ripped the dildo out of my pussy, leaving me filling so empty. I whimpered in frustration I had to have her dido in me. Couldn’t she see how horny I was? Why would she stop fucking me?
“Don’t stop! I need—”
She rammed the dildo into my ass.
I screamed in rapture.
My asshole stretched to its limits. I groaned, savoring the heat raging in my asshole. My pussy clenched, juices pouring down my thighs. The rough friction of the dildo plowing in and out of my bowels had me trembling, moaning.
Rejoicing.
Cindy yanked back on my right pigtail, turning my head to look at her over m shoulder. She grinned me with such joy as she fucked me hard. She knew what I needed. I was a sex slave, a slut, and I needed to be treated like one.
Even by her.
So she used me, abused me, loved me. She fucked my asshole hard. She rammed the dildo in and out of me without mercy. I gasped and groaned, her hand tugging on my pigtails, riding me hard. I loved it.
“Fuck my ass!” I grunted. “Fuck my slutty ass! Oh, yes! Oh, fucking yes!”
“My little slut!” she grunted. “When They’re not around, you’re my little slut, right?”
“Yes!” I screamed. “I’m Master’s slut, and Mistress’s slut, and, lastly, I’m your slut!”
My orgasm exploded hard through me.
My ass squeezed down on the invading dildo. The friction burned so hot. I spasmed, clawing the bed. The passion surged through me. Rapture slammed into my mind. Stars birthed before me, dancing in celebration of my love and passion.
Cindy pulled my head back again and kissed me hard on the mouth. Her tongue jammed past my lips as she moaned.. Her body shuddered against mine, her erect nipples rubbing against my back, two hard points.
We shared this wonderful, passionate moment. We both trembled and groaned, united by our rapture. Our lips worked together. Our tongues caressed each other. She held me, hands squeezing my tits as the pleasure peaked.
Then we collapsed into sweaty, exhausted passion.
She spooned me, the dildo still buried in my ass. My lover nuzzled at my neck, then mewled softly into my ear. We didn’t speak. We merely enjoyed the feel of each other, her arms about me, her hands clasping my pregnant belly. I laid mine on top of hers, stroking her fingers, and dozed.
It was perfect.
But I had to leave. April waited for me.
“Don’t go,” she whispered as I pulled away. “Stay with me tonight.”
“I have to,” I answered. “April wants to go out. She promised Lillian that we’d go to this bar.”
Cindy’s face twisted in disappointment. The room… No! Cindy wasn’t my mother. “When are you breaking up with her?”
“I don’t want to hurt her,” I answered. “I just need to—”
“I can’t do this forever!” Cindy interrupted. “I want everyone to know about us. I don’t want to hide our love.”
“I don’t either.” I kissed her hands. I couldn’t disappoint April. And I couldn’t disappoint Cindy. I had to do something, but when you disappointed someone…
Hot lamps, so bright, trapped in that room… No!
“Just be patient, please.”
“Fine,” she sighed. “For now.”
“I love you.” I sighed in relief, mollifying her disappointment. I bent over and kissed her on the lips.
“Love you, too.”
I grabbed my negligee and walked out of the room naked. I found April waiting in my room, typing away on her laptop perched on a cream love seat in my suite’s living room. I walked over, sat next to her, and kissed her cheek.
Why do I keep doing this?
“We should get ready,” I said.
“Sure,” she smiled then gave me a peck on the lips. “Mmm, you’ve been fooling around with someone.”
With my lover. “Yeah. Just a maid.”
“I’m sorry I missed out,” April pouted, then gave me another kiss. “I love the taste of pussy. Maybe there’s time to have a little fun.”
“Maybe,” I grinned. “I love it when you go down on me!”
Why do I keep saying these things?
But I couldn’t disappoint April. I was trapped.
She spread my thighs as she slipped to the floor before me, her glasses flashing. She buried her face into my pussy. I closed my eyes, picturing Cindy between my legs, and let out a soft moan of rapture.
“I love you…” Cindy.
To be continued…
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