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a girl's hands slide up and down the cold bars
of the cage and she stares into the darkness beyond,
willing Luca to return. The cold air in the cellar,
biting at every inch of her naked body. What the
fuck happened? Shock still clouds her mind, wondering where her
focus and resolve went. Just a few hours ago, she
was set on killing Luca. She just knew she had
to figure away, but now here she was imprisoned in
this cage. She couldn't even figure how to get out,
let alone kill him. Footsteps four heavily on the wooden
floor above. In desperation, Abigail bangs loudly at the bars,
shouting to attract attention. She cannot be left down here alone, trapped.
Frustration and anger burns through her as she bangs the
manacles loudly at the bars, the metallic sound echoing around
the darkened room. A relieved gasp drops from her lips
as she hears the door finally open at the top
of the stairs, the footsteps moving quickly down the stone,
the velvet curtains pushed aside hurriedly. Well, aren't you a
noisy little pet, Lucas says, curtly, glaring at Abigail through
the bars, holding her gaze for a long moment. Her
anger wilts under the burning fury of his green eyes.
How dare you disturb me when I'm expecting company. This
is not the day to try my patience, my pet,
He snarls, just let me out. No one need know.
I won't tell anyone. I know you can see that.
Abigail gasps the sudden urge to escape her torment, fueling
the panic in her voice. He laughs cruelly in response, Oh, no,
you're not leaving. You are today's entertainment. I have a
very select crowd coming to view you. His lips curled
into a hideously sensuous grin as he speaks. Despite her
desperation to be free that voice, that smile burns through
to her core, images flashing in her mind of being
bound horizontal in front of a crowd, of being fucked
relentblelessly while they watched. Her pussy aches with need. Again
at the debaucherous images in her mind, her lust winning
the argument raging in her mind. Maybe he would let
her go after the show. She settles back into the
corner of the cage, her legs parting through some will
of their own, exposing the wet desire burning in her pussy. Fuck,
when did she ever get so turned on by this kink?
As his eyes watch her, her hand drifts between her thighs,
massaging her damp folds, pinching her clip for his enticement.
Her back arches as a growl escapes her lips. Her
body tenses in undeniable pleasure as he watches her, rolling
her clip between finger and thumb, pulling it, forcing the
heat to spiral through to her or before spanking her
most sensitive spot hard. The cruel smile that rrupts on
his lips fuels her passion further. Her gaze drops from
his eyes to the bulge growing beneath the material of
his tailored pants. Suddenly hungry to feel her pussy full again,
to feel her lips stretched to the point of discomfort,
she plunges her fingers deep inside her dripping pussy, pumping
furiously as she pushes hard against the back of the cage.
Her eyes fixed on his throbbing erection, she cries out
as an orgasm explodes for her body. Nodding in approval,
he smiles wryly before calmly saying that's better, my pet.
I think less brat more kitten will do well today.
And without he turns and leaves, plunging her back into
the darkness again alone with her thoughts, the confusion that
seems to follow him with this veil of lust that
embraces her. Every time he's near lifts and she can
think clearly again. She must kill him. It is the
only way to break this spell. Yet her body betrays
her every single time, searching around the cage, feeling slowly
with her hands in the darkness, trying to find a weakness,
some ways she might escape. There is nothing. Maybe he
will just release her once the show is done. Maybe
he will play some mind trick that blanks her mind
to everything that is happening today. It was she kidding.
He knew she wanted to kill him. If he let
her go, she would just come back again. Suddenly, images
of her twin sister invaded her thoughts and tears well
in her eyes, stinging at her cheeks. Every time she
looked in the mirror, she was reminded of her Why
hadn't she come to her, Why hadn't she talked to
her about what was happening. Melissa was always the wild one,
the one that went off and did reckless things, the
one that got all the boys, whereas Abigat waited until
her first husband to have sex. She was shy and sensible.
And then one day Melissa disappeared and just vanished for
a while, Abigail had even questioned if she had existed
at all. Her memories of her twin sister seemed so
vague and confused. Sometimes she wonders if she was just
a dream, a figment of her imagination. Eventually, there was
a memorial service, which Abigail ended on her own. There
was no body to bury, no explanation, no closure, just
years of torment, of searching for answers to questions had
all pointed to this man. He had the answers, and
he would tell her she would make him right before
he took his last breath. She needed to know. It
was impossible to say if she fell asleep in the darkness,
or if her thoughts were just so preoccupied with Melissa
that she became oblivious to everything else around her. Whatever
the reason, she never heard him approach the cage. She
never felt her manacled hands being lifted until it was
too late, and she was strapped back onto the chain
and being raised from her slumber, instinctively kicking her legs out,
hitting the side of the cage, bruising her shin painfully.
Ah fuck, she screams as pain burns for her leg.
Abigail kicks out again, trying to stop Luca from strapping
her ankles in once more determined to resist him and
this desire coursing through her veins. But the more she
fights it, the stronger it gets. The more she resists
her passion, the harder it burns between her thighs. As
he finally grabs her ankle and holds her still while
he attaches the leather strap, she is suddenly ought to
aware at the scent of her own desire. How can
she deny herself when her feminine scent is so strong?
Cursing her body, cursing her lust for this betrayal, Abigail
accepts her salicious fate as the straps hold her upright,
suspended a foot from the ground. Lucas smiles as his
gaze caresses her naked body. Time for you to learn
some manners, my pet, he says, as he walks behind her.
The sound of him rustling through various objects is surprisingly
unnerving for Abigail and shockingly arousing, as she can hear
herself moan As she hangs suspended, the dark casting a
veil around her. The first spank comes hard across her ass,
no warning, no pulls, just a hard punishing spank right
across her butt that forces her buttons to tremble for
long minutes. After the delicious sting of pain eventually subsides
to a burning glow across her skin. Her cries of
ac morph into groans of pleasure. Her body trembles with
aching desire. We have company today. I can't have them thinking,
I let you act like this without some repercussions, Lucas says,
Another strike, harder than the first. The next three strikes
come quickly and always at the same spot, sending an
earthquake of pleasure cascading through her body. Without warning, A
loud grown explodes from her lips, her pleasure undeniable as
the warm caresses of her own juices stream down her thighs. Gentlemen,
Melissa has returned to us, Lucas says, my pet is back.
Shock ricochets through Abigail's mind. Wait, he thinks I'm Melissa.
Why doesn't he know Melissa is dead? Suddenly a thought
floods into her mind that pushes all her other questions
to the side, which fucking gentleman. Opening her eyes in
the darkness, that unmistakable glint of green eyes watch with
a remarkable curiosity. Just on the edge of her hearing,
there is a sound like a hushed laughter, almost mocking her.
Abigail glares harshly at the treacherous green eyes. They set
her up, They lured her in with promises, and now
this So focused on the green eyes, Abigail doesn't notice
a breeze moving around her body, caressing her, stimulating her,
turning her up more than she can ever remember being
aroused before the biting cold of the air, teezing every
inch of her body as if a thousand lovers were
biting and sucking at her skin, her neck, her nipples,
her clip, the sensation swirling in a melee of lustful confusion,
growing faster and faster, more and more intense. Somewhere in
the midst of the desire, she gasps loudly as two
lubricated fingers pushed deep into her ass, massaging her, bringing
her body to the very edge before she collapses to
the ground. The ropes released, she lays in a crumpled heap,
Her manacle's gone, her senses coming back into focus. She
is suddenly aware of Lucas stood right behind her, and
five maybe six men seated in front of her, their
green eyes watching her intently. For the longest moment, there
is nothing but silence, which Abigail is grateful for so
she can regather her thoughts. Nil Luca commands without thinking,
Abigail niels before the men, Her mind still dazs from
all the sensations. She is in no state to argue.
So you return to Melissa, then you must be ready,
the central man says, grinning widely. Ready for what, Abigail wonders,
and why do they keep calling me Melissa? What the
fuck did Melissa get up to when she was with
these people? Let us complete what we started, he says,
staring intently at Abigail. Why she did what she did
next she may never understand, but on her hands and knees,
she suddenly felt an irresistible urge to crawl forward, pushing
the mound's velvet robe to one side, in exploring beneath
until her fingers found his semi hard cock. Pushing herself
up onto a voce, she takes his cock in her mouth,
a groan of satisfaction leaving his lips as she slides
her mouth up and down his shaft, feeling his cock
swelling in her mouth, becoming harder and harder as her
tongue flicks around him. Somehow she just knows this is
what she needs to do, and feeling Luca kneeling behind her,
his fingers pushing into her ass once again, thrusting gently,
her body trembles in beautiful response, the pleasure growing through her.
The man in front of her tensing as she moans
along his cock, feeling his erection swelling to bursting, pulsing
along her tongue. Without warning, Luca pushes his cock past
the muscle of her ass as a shock and pain
of the verse thrust subsides and his thrust grow deeper
and deeper into her ass. The pleasure moving through her
body grows. Fuck when did she like anal so much?
She'd never even thought about it, And the sensations growing
within her body with the threat of another intense orgasm,
unknown memories come flooding into her mind. Nights in the club,
putting on the show, her and Luca, Melissa and Luca,
the depraved acts they committed right there, the bondies, the flogging,
the undescribable pain and pleasure, sucking the man's cock even harder,
feeling her teeth drag along his shaft. She can feel
him tensing, knowing he is on the verge of coming,
feeling Lucas swell inside her, his cock aching to climax,
as his fingertips grab at her ass, pulling her back
onto him, her own orgasm growing through her thighs. As
more memories, more images invade her thoughts, this unknown history
of her and lucre and somewhere in the distance of
her memory, she can see her and Luca talking, and
hear herself saying, in the club and when I'm with you,
I'm Melissa. It is my nom de plume. Her body
tenses as she sees him lean into her and kisses
so passionately, so deeply, her lips sucking along the man's cock,
dragging his orgasm up the entire length of his shaft.
Before hot streams have come erupt into her mouth, Luca
grows loudly as his cock explodes deep into her ass,
her body responding in an intense orgasm spreading up from
her ass, up her back, her neck, that warm, swirling
sensation flooding across her whole body. She lets the Manx's
cock drop from her mouth. It's come dripping down her chin.
Luca eases out of her ass it's come, teasing down
the back of her thighs. The man looks directly at
Luca and says her pussy is clean. Staring at him
in disbelief, Abigail's mutters, well, as clean as I can be,
as I've been, as I've been locked up in a
cage all day. Yes, Lucas says, ignoring Abigail's words, as
if this was the most normal conversation in the world.
Then make her one of us, the man says sternly,
her mind still gazed from the fock of orgasms, Abigail
offers no resistance as Luca flips her over and pushes
her thighs apart forcibly, dropping his head between them, his
tongue flicking viciously at her clip. Oh fuck, Abi Girl says,
as her orgasm returns with a vengeance, his fingers pushing
roughly inside her still throbbing pussy as he sucks her
clit hard, pulling it along the edge of his teeth,
sending shock ways of electricity moving through a body. Aber
Girl pushes her pussy up against his mouth, rocking her
pelvis with the need to intensify the sensations pulsing through
a body as her climax grows, her core tenses. Her
thighs clamp against the sides of his face, holding him
hard against her pussy as a body erupts in beautiful pleasure,
ignoring the thrust of her pussy, the intensity of her
orgasm spiraling as she fills his sharp teeth drag along
her clit. Aber Girl screams in both pleasure and pain
as she feels him bite down on her clit, the
warm blood pulsing into his mouth as he drinks hungrily,
tasting her cumb and her blood. Able to escape the
grasps of his teeth, Abigil surrenders to the sensations moving
through a body, feeling a new wave of pleasure, something
very different, embrace her, something new, taking her cascading through
every nerve of her body as she climbaxes again and again,
raptures of unimaginable pleasure grasping at her body before darkness
descends over her mind. When she finally opens her eyes,
her body still drained from her intense orgasms, Lucre has
stood before her is a red cock trembling just in
front of her. Lips. A sudden urge to taste him
overwhelms any tiredness in her body. As she grasps his
shaft with her hand, her lips pushing over his trembling
and moving up and down his entire length. She can
feel the tip of him push at her throat, her
fingers grasping hard on his shaft as he thrusts into
her mouth, his need to come obvious as his cock
trembles along her tongue. Moving her hand lower, she grabs
his balls, massaging them, forcing his cock to throb even
harder as the first drops of pre com teas at
her throat. His thighs tense against her face as he
pushes deep into her mouth as far as he possibly can,
feeling him fill her mouth her throat as the intensity
of his orgasm moves along his cock, and as he
explodes deep in her throat, his heart comes streaming inside
her mouth. She smiles, feeling her in sizes grow as
she drags them back along his cock, lacerating his shaft,
his warm blood mixing with his hot come in a
perfect cocktail. As the last drops of Luca dropped down
her chin, Melissa opens her eyes and stares hard at
the green eyes, looking back at her. Wiping her hand
unthinkingly over her chin. She looks at the pile of
ashes on the ground in front of her, before looking
back at the shadows. He's gone as you wanted, a
voice says, in the darkness. A hush, laughter, or maybe
a breeze blows somewhere in the shadows. But I didn't
want this, she says, the battle between Melissa and Abigail
raging inside her. You should have said, the voice says,
with the hint of a smirk. You are ours now.
You have destroyed the mighty Lucre. You have replaced him.
And who the fuck are you? She asked, some sense
returning to her mind. We are in charge. That is
all you need to know, the voice says. But it
isn't all I need to know. Why did you want
rid of Luca? Her voice determined. He had grown too strong.
He thought he was more than us, and that is unacceptable,
the voice court, as if offended by her questioning, So,
if you're so powerful, why didn't you just get rid
of him? Why did you need me? She asked, with
a distinct feeling that she might not like the answer.
We don't take mortal form. We needed someone to replace
him to do our bidding. That is you, Melissa, take heed.
If you don't do as we ask, we will find
a replacement. The stern words echo in Melissa's mind. And
what iss you're bidding? Melissa's voice dripping with suspicionn as
she asks what effort we decide? The voice responds staring
back at the green eyes. Melissa stands slowly confidently. Well, fuck,
I think I'm happier as my alter ego. Anyway, Melissa
seems to have so much more fun, Melissa says, brushing
unseen dust from her body. Yes, I better go find
myself some clothes before the club opens tonight. Turning, she
walks towards the steps, and she puts one foot on
the bottom steps. She turns, looking back at the shadows
before saying resolutely, and if you bitches think you can
fuck me over, think again. No. Next week, We've got
a new story, and they've got a little surprise for
you next week, something different, But that can wait for
next week. For now, and always with your pleasure in mind.
This is Devil in Wild wishing you solacious dreams. La