The Devil's Pact Pt. 14

"You were on the news," she whispered.

"Yep," I grinned.

"You make people...fuck."

My smile grew.

"My horny stallion is going to take you for a ride, Dr. Willow," Mary purred as she pulled the hospital gown over her head, exposing her freckled breasts and hard nipples.

I pulled off my shirt and kicked off my shoes. Dr. Willow's bra was pale blue and cupped her nice sized breasts. Mary reached out and unclasped the bra as the doctor was unzipping her skirt. Her round, cinnamon breasts spilled out, topped by the smallest, cutest nipples. Her skirt off, Dr. Willow peeled down her pantyhose and white panties exposing a black, wiry bush of hair damp with arousal.

"She's the one, Mark," Mary moaned as she reached out to grope Dr. Willow's full breast. My naughty fiance bent down and sucked a tiny nipple into her lips before sliding her hand down to finger the doctor's furred muff.

"Dr. Willow, you're going to be our sex slave from now on," I commanded her.

"Yes, Mark," she moaned, stroking Mary's auburn hair.

"You'll do every nasty, perverted thing Mary or I tell you with a smile on your face. You love us and live to serve us. For now, you're going to continue working here at Allied Health until we get your new clinic open."

"My new clinic, Mark?" she blinked, then gasped in pain as Mary bit her nipple.

"That's Master, slut," Mary scolded. "And I'm your Mistress."

"Sorry, Mistress," Willow blushed.

"You're going to run our free OB/GYN clinic for young girls and women," Mary answered. "You'll find us beautiful women to work for us, maybe as whores or servants. I don't know, but you'll be in charge of keeping our whores and slaves healthy."

"Of course, Mistress, I would be honored."

"When you are working you will act like your professional self," I told her. "You married?"

"Yes, to Yancy," she answered. She didn't sound all that enthusiastic.

"Not anymore," I told her, grabbed her left hand, pulled off her wedding ring, and threw it in the trash. "You don't love your husband anymore, just Mary, me, and all your new slut sisters."

"He wasn't that good in bed, anyways," she said with a shrug. "Things were cooling between us."

"Where's your phone?" Mary asked. Willow pulled out a cell phone from her discarded coat and handed it to Mary. "Start eating my cunt, slut," Mary ordered, scrolling through the phone and hit call.

Willow dove into her Mary's cunt as she lay on the exam table, her legs back up in the stirrups. Willow was bent over, her cinnamon ass pointed invitingly at me. I lined up behind her and slid my cock into her black-furred pussy. I savored her wet tightness as I pumped my shaft in and out of her. Willow wordlessly moaned into Mary's spread-open cunt as I fucked her.

"Hey, Pussywillow," a male voice said over Willow's phone. Mary had put the phone on speaker. "What's going on?"

"Yancy, my name is Mary Sullivan," Mary purred on the phone, a naughty smile on her face. "I just wanted you to know your slutty wife is eating my pussy as my fiancee, Mark, fucks her tight snatch with his big cock from behind!"

"What!" Yancy gasped. "Who the fuck is this? This isn't funny! I'm going to call the cops!"

"No you don't, Yancy," I ordered. "You're going to listen while your wife makes us cum. Right, slut?" I smacked Willow's ass hard.

"Ohh, Yancy," Willow wantonly moaned. "I'm sorry, but I don't love you anymore. I love Mark and his big cock that's plunging into my cunt, and I love Mary and her beautiful pussy that taste so heavenly."

"What's wrong with you?" Yancy moaned. "I don't understand."

"Your wife's found better lovers," Mary moaned. "And let me tell you, she is one skilled pussy eater." Mary moved the phone closer so the speakers could pick up the wet slurping noise of Willow's frantic tongue swiping through my fiancee's cunt. "Hear that? That's the sound of you're lovely wife's tongue lapping at my pussy! Umm, she is amazing. I'm going to cream her face."

I fucked Willow harder, the room filling with the slap of flesh on flesh. "God, your wife's pussy feel so fucking nice, Yancy. I bet you're going to miss her cunt. It's a nice one. But you'll never get to stick your little cock inside her again! She's had a real man now!"

There was sobbing coming through the phone. "Why are you doing this, Willow? I love you!"

"I don't love you, Yancy. I'm getting fucked by a real man! He just takes what he wants! It so fucking sexy to be controlled! I'm his sex slave now!" Willow panted and then dived back into Mary's pussy. Willow's on cunt clenched on my plunging cock as she groaned.

"Please, Willow, what's wrong?" Yancy begged. "We can work this out! Please?"

"Fuck, you're a wimp," Mary disparaged. "You need to understand that you're wife belongs to us now. She's our little sex slave. She'll do whatever nasty things we tell her to do. A disgusting wimp like you could never truly satisfy her."

"So you're going to file for divorce, Yancy," I told him. "You can keep everything save her clothes and jewelry. Tonight, she's going to come home, pack her bags, and leave. You will not try to stop her or hurt her in anyway."

"Fine," he sobbed.

"Oh, yes, you're wife's going to make me cum, soon," Mary purred. "Oh, her tongue is so amazing. She's lapping at my clit right now while she shoves two fingers up my cunt. And Mark is fucking her so hard her asscheeks are jiggling."

Willow let out a shuddering moan, her pussy spasming on my cock. "I'm cumming, oh fuck, you're cock feels so good, Master! I love him so much!"

Her pussy milked my cock. I shuddered, fucking her harder. "Shit! Yancy, your Pussywillow's pussy is cumming on my cock! She's such a nasty slut. I'm going to pump her full of my cum. If you ask nicely, when she gets home tonight, she'll show you her cum-stained cunt. Let you see what a real man's work looks like."

"Oh, cum in me, Master!" begged Willow. "Please, oh please. I need it so badly!"

My balls throbbed as they slapped against Willow's clit. Mary writhed before me, her face twisted with passion. She was enjoying cuckolding Willow's wimp husband as much as I was. I groaned, my cock aching. I slammed harder.

"Here it comes, whore!" I buried deep into her cunt, grunting as I emptied my nuts into her. "I'm flooding your wife's cunt!" I moaned as my body was flooded with pleasure.

"Yes!" screamed Willow. "Flood my cunt! Oh, God! That is so hot! A real man is cumming in my pussy, Yancy!"

"God, that was a good fuck," I panted, my blood pumping with endorphins. I had that orgasmic high I loved. "Now, make Mary cum, slut."

"Umm, keep sucking my clit and I'll flood your face with my tasty juices," Mary cooed, squeezing her naked breasts. Her green eyes met mine and we shared this moment. "Oh, just like that! Oh, yes!"

Mary shuddered on the table, and her legs bucked out of the stirrups. Her gasps were so sweet. I stared into her eyes as she orgasmed. Willow slurped down her juices like a good slut. Mary's stomach tightened and her back arch as her pleasure reached her peak.

Then my fiancee fell back panting, a big smile on her freckled face. Mary hung up the phone, and then a naughty grin flashed across her face. She pushed a few buttons, and then aimed the phone at Willow as she nursed at Mary's clit. Mary snapped a pic Willow and turned the phone around. Willow's face was clearly covered it in pussy juices.

"Now to send it to her husband," Mary laughed, her fingers typing away. She hit the send button and set the phone down. "I captioned it, 'Something to jerk off too since you've lost your Pussywillow! *-)' Do you think he'll like it?"

I laughed. "Wow, that's mean, Mare."

"I recall you did something similar to my ex-boyfriend," Mary said with a smile.

I grinned, remembering how satisfying it had been to make Mary break up with Mike while I fucked her in the ass. Then I sent him a picture of Mary between another woman's thigh, my cock buried in her tight bowels.

Mike was a complete asshole. The day after I broke him and Mary up, the asshole had tried to hit Mary when she picked up her belongings. I hoped Mike enjoyed his life being cuckolded by that blonde slut I made him marry. I couldn't even remember her name. But I remembered my orders to her--she would fuck any man but her husband. I ordered Mike to love her forever no matter how many times she broke his heart.

The fucker deserved worse. Like my dad. A nervous chill cooled my blood. I pushed down my fear. I had power now. I didn't have to fear my dad.

I pulled out of Willow's cunt, my cum leaking out. What a lovely sight. The Native American woman heavily breathed as she stood on rubbery legs. I kissed her lips, delighting in the flavor of Mary's cunt, sweet and spicy, on her lips.

"We'll see you tonight, slut. On your way home, pick up a very sexy nurses outfit at a sex shop. You'll wear either that or lingerie when in the house."

"Yes, Master," Willow happily smiled.

Chapter Four

Interview Report, Yancy Coleman, 06/13/13

Y. Coleman reported to the FBI tipline that his wife, Dr. Willow WolfTail OB/Gyn., had been prayed upon by Mark Glassner. I visited the subject at aprox. 1515, 06/13/13. Preliminary interview revealed the subject is going through a divorce with his wife and fabricated the claim in a desperate attempt to rationalize his marriage's failure. I recommend no further investigation into the subjects claim.

--Excerpt from Summary Case Report 73429-45, lead investigator Agent Noel Heinrich

Mark Glassner

After everyone was dressed, Mary and Willow shared one more, passionate kiss and then we left our newest slut to see to her next patient. You really couldn't see the cum stain on the back of her white, doctor's coat, but my cum was drying in her hair, leaving a sticky white residue behind that stood out in her black tresses.

"I'm meeting Alice at the Blue Spruce at One," Mary said as we waited for the elevator. "Mind dropping me off?"

"Yeah, okay," I said.

Alice was our Realtor and Mary's lover. This would be their third time meeting in a motel. Alice was married, and Mary said her husband wasn't paying enough attention to her so Mary was more than happy to pick up the slack. My emotions were mixed on the woman. It was clear Mary felt more for this woman than just one of the sluts or other women we molested. Mary claimed they were just friends, but I was afraid something more could grow out of their affair. I trusted Mary and I didn't want to seem like I didn't trust her by objecting to her time with the woman. I just wished she would stop seeing her.

It was warm outside when we stepped out. We walked the two blocks up the street to my Mustang. Summer was almost upon us, and I eyed a few women already dressing for the heat. Summer was the best time of year.

"Do you have time for lunch?" I asked as we reached my car.

"Yeah," Mary smiled. "I'm starved.

My stomach growled as I started up my car. "Then let's find something." I pulled out of the parking lot and headed down Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard past the hospital and reached Division Avenue.

"What's there to eat around here?" Mary asked

"No idea." I looked around. We drove three blocks and reached the light. I noticed a sandwich shop, Tacoma Subs, on the corner. "How about there?"

"Sure," Mary smiled.

I turned right onto Division, went a block, and then left onto I Street. I parked on the shoulder across the street from the sub shop. We crossed I Street and entered the shop. It was like any sub shop, a pair of employees wearing khaki slack and green polos standing behind a buffet table full of cold cuts and vegetables, protected by a sneeze guard.

A couple was before us, ordering their sandwiches. The wife was gorgeous, black hair with a Mediterranean, olive complexion and a nice ass in her tight skirt. Her husband had the broad-face and dark hair of an Eastern European.

"Hi," the wife said as Mary stood next to her. The wife's eyes roamed across Mary's body, and I could see desire kindling in her eyes--Mary's wish at work. "I'm CeeCee."

"Mary." The ladies shook hands and Mary stroked her fingers.

* * *

Mary Sullivan

"I love this dress," CeeCee praised as she smiled at me, falling under my spell. "It look so amazing on you." CeeCee reached out and ran a finger down my chest, tracing the neckline.

"What can I make for you?" the bored subway worker asked us as a shiver of heat washed through me. I was going to have fun with CeeCee.

"Meatball sub, six inch," I ordered, placing a hand on CeeCee's hip. I loved the power I had over other women.

"Teriyaki chicken," Mark ordered. "A foot long. And ignore what's going on over here." My horny stallion knew what was up.

"Yes, sir," the worker said.

"I love this fabric," CeeCee murmured, rubbing my breast through my top. My nipples hardened and pressed against the fabric. I was delighted when CeeCee began tracing the one hard nub with a finger, sending delicious thrills through my body.

CeeCee's husband, who was paying for their sandwiches, glanced over and gaped, seeing his wife groping me. "What are you doing, CeeCee?" he gasped in a thick, Eastern European accent.

"Oh, just feeling the fabric of her dress," CeeCee said, flushing and pulling her hand away. What a shame, her touch had been nice. "It just felt so amazing on my fingers."

I caught her hand. I didn't want her to stop, so I placed her hand back on my breast. Feeling really naughty, I leaned over and kissed CeeCee on the lips. Her husband sputtered in shock and rage, making my pussy even wetter.

"Don't interfere," Mark ordered. "Just watch CeeCee get it on with my naughty filly."

I savored kissing CeeCee, delving my tongue into the married woman's mouth while her husband glowered on. Her tongue met mine, swirling about mine. Our tongues danced together, flashing from my mouth to hers. Her hand squeezed at my breast as our excitement mounted.

"Anna, come here and suck my cock," Mark suddenly ordered. I bet the sight of us kissing had been to much.

I broke the kiss and looked around, noticing one of the two sub shop workers. I ignored the whip-thin boy of eighteen or nineteen, and focused on the girl. She was a pretty, young woman with short, black hair and large lips wearing a nametag that read "Anna."

"Okay," Anna answered, blinking her brown eyes in surprise as she walked out from behind the counter.

"Horny stallion," I giggled before kissing CeeCee again, thrusting my tongue into her hot lips.

Anna knelt down before Mark, unzipped his pants, and fished out his cock. She hesitate, her eyes wide in shock. She couldn't believe she was about to suck my fiance's cock. My pussy clenched in delight as the young woman's tongue swirled around Mark's cock before her lips closed.

"What kinda of cheese would you like on your sandwich?" the other worker asked.

"Eh, pepperjack on both," Mark gasped as Anna noisily sucked on his cock.

"Toasted?" the worker asked.

"Yeah," Mark muttered. I don't think he cared.

I focused on kissing CeeCee. Her hand was still on my breast, but now she was sliding into my bodice to cup my naked tit. I groaned as the pleasure tingled through my body. She found my nipple, pinching and rolling it.

I groaned, my own fingers itching to explore her gorgeous body. I found the fly of her blue jeans, unsnapping them with my deft fingers. Her zipper rasped and then my hand snaked in, pushing into CeeCee's panties. Her flesh was hot and I found her wet. CeeCee jumped as I shoved a pair of fingers into her hot pussy, her hand pinching my nipple.

CeeCee moaned into my kiss. I forgot about Mark's fun as I fingered her pussy. Her husband still glowered, and that only made me more excited. I squeezed my thighs together as her hot cunt gripped my fingers. I kissed to her ear and nibbled on her lobe as my fingers pumped faster and faster.

"You're so wet for me," I whispered in her ear. "You're going to be my little lesbian slut, aren't you?"

"Oh, yes, make me your lesbian slut," CeeCee moaned, her body shuddering and her pussy clenching about my fingers.

"Your husband's going to watch his pretty little wife moan like the lesbian whore she is," I hissed. My tongue licked the side of CeeCee's face. "Have you ever eaten pussy, slut?"

"No," CeeCee gasped. "Never!"

I shuddered in delight. I loved breaking in a new woman. "Once you've cum on my fingers, you're going to get your first taste of cunt,"

"Oh, I can't wait!" she panted. "I bet you taste wonderful."

"I do," I purred, fingering her harder, the heel of my hand grinding on her clit. I wanted her to explode on my fingers. I wanted to hear the little slut howl in delight.

"What's gotten into you, CeeCee?" her husband asked, his face flushed and his cock bulged his pants. He hated it, but he was turned on.

That made me wetter

"Look at that, your husband has a little hard-on. Does watching your wife panting like a bitch for me get you hard?" I taunted. There was something so arousing about humiliating a man. I loved dominating those two SWAT Officers this morning. "Does it excite you to see how eager she is for her first taste of pussy?"

Her husband glowered at me.

"Mark, honey, make him cooperate."

"Answer her," Mark barked at the man, clearly distracted. Anna was furiously bobbing her head on Mark's cock now, and I knew she was going to be getting a mouthful of hot cum. Mark's eyes were locked on me, enjoying the little lesbian show I was putting on.

"Yes," a strangled answer came from CeeCee's husband.

"You're so hard because your wife's my lesbian whore?" I purred.

"I am," Danko snarled, the words almost ripped out of him. He looked down, his jaw clenching.

"Watch me cum, Danko," CeeCee cooed. "Oh, I'm so close. Her fingers feel so amazing up inside my pussy. She knows just how to touch me! Yes, right there, yes! Keep doing that! Oh fuck, oh fuck! Here I come!"

CeeCee bucked in my arms as her orgasm rolled over her. I exultantly smiled as the slut came on my fingers. Her pussy writhed about my pumping digits as her body heaved and shuddered like the whore she was.

"Fuck, Mare!" groaned Mark.

He ripped his cock out of Anna's mouth, jerked it a few times, and shot his load across the slut's face and hair. I groaned in delight and thrust my fingers deep into CeeCee's pussy as I admired the sticky cum dripping down onto Anna's uniform.

She was a positive mess. My pussy itched to be pleased.

"Time to taste some pussy," I moaned. I reached beneath my skirt and wiggled out of my panties.

"Yes," CeeCee moaned as she fell to her knees. Her head disappeared beneath my skirt. I leaned against the counter and sneezeguard as CeeCee's tongue licked through my pussy lips, brushing my clit.

"Danko, your wife is a natural cunt eater!" I moaned as her tongue flicked around my bud. I squeezed my thighs together, humping against her lips. My excitement bubbled through me. I grinned at Danko as I came on his wife's mouth.

"What vegetables do you want?" the worker asked. I was dimly aware of him pulling our subs out of the oven as my orgasm burned through me.

"Mine's fine the way it is," I gasped as CeeCee kept devouring my cunt, stirring my waves of bliss through my excited body.

* * *

Mark Glassner

As Mary came, I pulled Anna to her feet and roughly shoved her against the sneezeguard. Mary shuddered besides the cum-stained slut. I loved the sight of my cum dripping off Anna's face onto her naked green polo shirt.

"And you, sir?" the other sub employee asked.

I squeezed Anna's ass through her tight, khaki pants as I answered, "Lettuce, green peppers, and onions." I really didn't care, my attention was on Anna and her tight ass.

"Sure, sir," he answered. He didn't care that his fellow employee was dripping with cum and about to be fucked hard. He grabbed a handful of lettuce and dumped the shredded vegetables onto my sub.