The cool breeze sent dead leaf rustling across the court. The sun had disappeared below the celestial horizon many time of day ago. primitive person lamps hung from the front line of assorted construction, lighting the thoroughfare of the humble, rustic town. Scattered members of the community were still out and about, concluding their business. Some were closing their shops. Others were saying goodbye to neighbor after a bountiful harvest meal. The streets would void by the witching hour. It was All hole 's Eve and soon haunts and demons of the infernal region would throw liberate reign over the Earth.

Chief Joseph marched across the town foursquare with purpose, his head and nerves in upheaval. He pulled his cloak around him tightly as his boots squished against mud and stone. The last few days had been trying, though he 'd done his best to hide his troubled state from his dutiful wife. How could he state such a pure woman of the awful things he 'd seen ? Of the scandalous things he 'd done in his own brain 's eye !

Theirs was a simpleton town and a simple mass. They 'd turned away from all mod things to live a life story of heavily work and trust. Their community consisted of a church, a tavern, a few shops, many farms and lilliputian else. Their twenty-four hours were spent in piousness and reverence for all creation. This made the vision plaguing Joseph that much surd to bear. It was a scoffing of their traditions. An affront to their entire way of life.

For three retentive nights, Joseph had not known peaceful slumber. Many times he 'd been tempted to spill his germ while sweet Cordelia slept just column inch from his trembling body. The visions drove him to lustful madness. Each night it grew more difficult to stay his hand.

Joseph could, at any clip, have woken her to engage. Intercourse within the wedlock bed was sanctified and his right as husband and man of the family. And yet, that was as far from his desires as Lucifer stood from the throne of God. His nerve impulse had turned licentious and unholy. What he now craved was an abomination unto the lord.

He hoped the hamlet non-Christian priest could help oneself dispel these demonic materialisation. At his last sermon, founder Raymond had said, very specifically, that he would be uncommitted for confession later than usual on this night. It was not rare for men or women to contend with ogre on the eve of All Saint 's Day.

That 's how Halloween had come to be known, after all, though no one in the hamlet called it that. There were no glowing pumpkins. No candy or costumes. Only low voices and dim luminance as Joseph closed the distance to the church. He thanked God as he witnessed wax light light glowing from the duomo 's multicolour Windows. Father Raymond was faithful, as always ; a beacon of kindness and Wisdom in a world growing ever darker.

He opened the gravid wooden door and stepped into the hallowed foyer. Joseph pulled the hood from his fountainhead as he entered the lord 's house ; showing proper deference. candela lit his way as he proceeded down the words of pews. He continued to the movement of the Lord's table before turning and heading to the confessional. As expected, candles were lit outside the declamatory, carved wooden Booth. Joseph was pleased to see the drape of the evildoer 's stall was give. He was in no mode to wait.

He stepped into the booth eagerly and closed the heavy curtain behind him. Sure enough, he could see a blue figure sitting on the early side through the interlaced opening in the inwardness. He was surprised that Father Raymond had no lamps or candles lit within. That would seem prudent on so dark and ominous a Nox. His figure could only be deciphered by the balance glow of the candles outside.

"goodness evening, Father."

"Good evening, my son. What troubles you ?"

"Is it not very sour in these booths ?"

"It is good to reside in darkness from fourth dimension to time. To have it away duskiness and solitude is to truly love one 's thoughts. To strip air the soul and see what lies at its core."

"Indeed, Father, you 've struck the root. I fear that is precisely why I sit before you tonight."

"Speak the Christian Bible and unburden yourself, my son."

Chief Joseph took a deep hint and sighed. He raised his right wing hired man and made the sign of the cross over his typeface, chest and shoulder joint as he began."Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been two hebdomad since my last confession. In that prison term, I have transgressed on each and every day, but it was not until these survive few nighttime that the weight of my Sin became unbearable."

"Of what sins do you speak ?"

"Impure thinking. infernal visual modality. lascivious hungriness for cheating impropriety."

Father Raymond shifted in his chair and Joseph heard the creak of Grant Wood as he re-positioned himself."Demonic visual sensation you say ? Then, these itch you 're experiencing are vivid ?"

"Very intense, Father, and the charwoman in these ... hallucination resort me endlessly. She mocks, flirt and seduces me into flagitious acts of debauchery."

"They may be more than hallucinations, my son, but before I judge, tell me Thomas More. key out this womanhood who haunts your thoughts and dreams."

Chief Joseph paused a few present moment, reluctant to go into detail. It would be embarrassing to share such matter, but he knew if there was to be any curative for his malady, he must be forthright."She is a fair clamber woman with scoring all over her consistence. Some sort of scars or tattoos. Taller than nearly men and always dressed in iniquitous attire. The vividness of her fuzz is unlike each metre. Sometimes she has horn at her temple, a cloven tail assembly or even wings."

Church Father Raymond waited, expecting more, but the booth remained soundless."Is that all, my son ? Have you left nothing out ?"

"She also has ..."

"Has what ?"

"... a tumid .... phallus."

The Word hung in the air and it was the priest 's turn to pause before speaking.

"Joseph, I 'm sorry to tell you this, but it 's critically authoritative that you know ... You are in sober danger."

"What do you imply, Father-God ? What sort of danger ?"

"I have seen this phenomenon before. Too many times, unfortunately. The forces of darkness seek to corrupt our village with stupefy regularity. All Hallow 's Eve is a common interval for such number. Thankfully, it has prepared me with the knowledge to get by with such threat. You must listen to me carefully and do exactly as I say."

"Instruct me, Father, please."

The wooden seating creaked again and Joseph could get a line the old man leaning forward in his chairman. His darkened nerve grew closer to the divider between them.

"This means a woman in our village has been possessed. That woman has cast a spell on you. You 've heard her calling to you, yes ? Beckoning for your company ?"

"I have."

"Your torment will only grow until you meet with her. If you wait in the square, tonight, you will no doubtfulness find her. Your Sin will be many, but you must surrender to her and do what this woman commands. You must follow her, obey her and sate her every hunger on this night."

"What ? ! ? But that 's ..."

"I know, my son, but if you do not, you will deteriorate until your judgment is gone."

muteness permeated the booths as candle flame flickered outside. tincture danced left and decently as Joseph considered what he should say.

"I suppose I have no selection, then."

"I 'm afraid not. You must do this and then return to me tomorrow nighttime. Fear not, for I will justify you of all wickedness."

"testament I return to formula ?"

"I hope so. Let us kneel and pray."

The chair creaked as both Joseph and Father Raymond stood. Each lowered themselves onto the small riser pipe near the shopping mall. They knelt just in front of the wall of cross-shaped holes that formed the divider. Both bowed their nous in prayer as the priest spoke.

"Creator God, please cleanse the soul of your servant and forgive his many sins. long pillow thy son, Joseph, against this evil plot. Protect him from the working girl and all her wicked intrigue ! Let him front this condemnation bravely and with stalwart religious belief. See him through this horrendous Devil 's Night ! Amen."

"Amen."

"Go, now, my son. Do not keep her waiting. I will pray for you while you face this ordeal."

"Thank you, father."

The mantle rattled subject and Joseph made a precipitate exit. Although grateful for his dustup, the supplicant of father Raymond had failed to solace his conscience. His footfall echoed through the holy chamber as he headed for the entrance with very much trepidation.

* * * * *

Joseph leaned against the outer wall of the darkened full general entrepot, waiting with an anxious heart. After fifteen minutes in the town square the frigidity was setting into his body. He was about to withdraw a tobacco pipe from his scoop and light up when a hooded figure walked into the dim light of the courtyard. This somebody had the material body of a adult female, but was considerably tall than any woman in the Greenwich Village. It had to be her.

She zeroed in on Joseph, stalking towards him directly. Her identicalness was concealed under a thick, brownness cloak. As she drew closer, her footwear gave her away. Her thrill were calendered sinister with high-pitched heels. No one in the community owned such things. Or so he thought, until now.

As the mysterious fair sex came within a few rate, she raised her sleeve and lifted her cap. Chief Joseph saw a fellow aspect and gasped.

"Elizabeth ! Is ... is that you ? ! ?"

Her sultry lips and seductive, faint Gy eyes were the same, but much of her had changed. Her long hair had taken on the coloring of Azure blue. Her brass was covered in the strange, fiendish marks he 'd seen many clock time in his visions. Her taller stature could not be attributed solely to the stilettos of her boots. She was significantly marvelous and stronger than she 'd ever been.

"It is, but you will not use that name tonight."

Joseph swallowed."Then how should I address you ?"

"Mistress"she stated flatly with a moth-eaten gaze.

Elizabeth I opened her gown and revealed her full, curvaceous eubstance. Joseph 's center went blanket as he drank in an incredible flock. Shiny shameful leather crept up her legs to mid-thigh. Garters trailed upward to the black rubber corset that barely held up her massive breasts. In the midst of it all was a long, thick, uncut putz. The smoothen, massive appendage looked Sir Thomas More fit for some beastly tool of legend than a human being. A prophylactic dangled from her weighty calamus, the tip filled to bursting with syrupy semen.

To his unending shame, Joseph was not repulsed by this. His verbalize went dry as the beating of his gist quickened. His phallus stirred below as his body was overcome by lecherousness. He desired to lay with this fair sex, as he 'd counter many meter. Their ungodly copulation was the subject of his daydream and incubus alike.

"I grew tired of waiting, so I started without you"she said with a haughty grin. Elizabeth reached down, pulled the latex sleeve from her glistening rod and tossed it aside. It hit the cobblestones with a splattering of creamy spunk.

Joseph had many questions, but just as he moved to gravel them, she silenced him with a command.

"Follow me."

Elizabeth closed the robe around her physical structure and started down a tranquillize alleyway. Chief Joseph followed her, his peculiarity beckoning him as much as his libido. He 'd always suppose Elizabeth I was beautiful, but she was married and so was he. A vestal man would not look on her covetously. But man is sinful and the pleasure of the flesh forever weigh upon his mind. It was almost accommodate she 'd transformed and seduced him in sinister fashion. One would hardly predict a sexual affaire penalisation, but given her sizing and enduringness, Joseph suspected he would soon reconsider.

The towering cleaning woman led him into the darkness. They passed behind many of the chief street 's buildings before rejoining the central road and walking into the gloomy countryside. The waning light of the Old Nick 's lunation lit their path as they approached an abandoned barn. The body structure had belonged to an old yoke who 'd passed away many time of year hence. It had not yet been repurposed.

They proceeded to the side entrance where Elizabeth opened the door and entered. He followed her in and the door was swiftly closed and latched shut. They were in pitch shot blackness a few moments as Joseph heard her flush squelch through the muck. An oil lamp blazed to life sentence and the large b was illuminated in light orange.

Elizabeth disrobed and tossed the long, chocolate-brown garment over the side of meat of a stall."Remove your apparel"she instructed curtly.

Joseph set to the task, removing his hat and cloak and finding a place to attend them. The eternal sleep of his clothes joined them as Elizabeth strutted to his side and watched him get naked in the eerie light. Her smile was devious.

She grasped her cock and began stroking the heavyweight hose of flesh up and down lewdly."You want this, do n't you Joseph ?"

"Y-Yes ..."he admitted, cursing himself for how eagerly his reply was given.

"Then you 'd better get it nice and severely. This is your obligation now."She chuckled before releasing her rooster and turning her rachis to him. Her magnanimous, round keister was presented to him just above her latex-clad thighs.

"On your genu where you belong and put your natural language in my ass, you filthy pig !"she spat over her shoulder.

Chief Joseph shuffled forward, his air infantry squishing in the muck until he was just behind her. He knelt down, his articulatio genus pressing into the filth as he pushed his face into her ample ass cheeks. He put his tongue to work directly, gliding up and down her crack and probing her rosebud with warm, wet anatomy. Chief Joseph was astonished by how naturally it came to him. He took keep of her large, supple second joint to steady himself.

"Oooh, I should punish you for that ! Touching without permission is a no-no. But I 'll let it go this meter, since you 're new at this. Would n't bonk it from your proficiency ... You 've licked a lot of buns, have n't you ?"

Joseph moved to extract his human face and protest. She grabbed him forcefully by the hair and kept him sealed in her ass."I gave you no permission to verbalize, you lech ! Besides, your tongue is talking mint ..."

He speared his moist form into her sonant ruck repeatedly. In between lengthy serial publication of tongue-fucks, he glided his side up and down her increasingly mucky scissure with athirst moans. rip rushed to her massive social unit and Elizabeth 's cock stiffened rapidly. Her intemperate Lucille Ball dangled below, churning with seeded player and aching with primordial lust.

"What a holy place man you are !"Her caustic remark dripped between panted breathing place."Licking a woman 's ass in a muddy barn ! About to get fucked up the ass ... Do you intend your wife will ever be able to please you again ?"

Joseph groaned from the depths of her derriere. He hated her parole, but his set peter attested to their truthfulness. In this mo, he wanted cipher but to be used and degraded by this demonic succubus. The thought of loving intimacy in the spousal relationship bed was revolting to him, now.

He worshiped her ass until Elizabeth 's tremendous rod jutted out at full attending. Satisfied, she pulled his head give up from her phlegm slathered cheeks."Get up !"

Joseph was pulled, by the hair, to one of the nearby barn horse barn. In it was a prominent, round bale of hay and some b equipment ; presumably leftover from the previous owners. It was all too neatly arranged for it to have been coincidence, though. It seemed that Elizabeth II had used this area to think of before.

She bent him over the thick hind end of straw and kicked his legs apart. Joseph heard the jingle of metal closed chain and buckle. Within seconds, he was presented with an old sawhorse bit.

"Open."

He obeyed and the musty, leather bit was strapped into his sass. The harness was n't made for a human drumhead, but his new fancy woman made do. She fastened the buckle and straps tightly until the metal rings stretched his face and the leather tube was pulled painfully into the dorsum of his mouth.

"I 'm going to bask making you scream, but I 'd rather you not wake up up half the village."

She pulled his sleeve behind him roughly and tied them together with slurred rope. Soon Joseph was bound over the large hay bale. His legs were spread wide-cut and his bare feet sank in the gripping, muddy sludge.

Elizabeth stroked herself smoothly as she groped his ass with her spare bridge player. She gazed down at his boundary and cattle ranch eagle var., relishing the moment of conquest."Look at you ... A proper mare ready to be bred. And I have just the cock to do it ! Sadly, for you, there 's no lubricant for sale in this backwater shithole."

She shoved the fat head of her cock into his silky starfish and rammed it home.

"AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH ! ! ! AAAAGGGGFFFFHHHHHHHH ! ! !"

Pre-cum poured from her tip, providing at least some mild form of lubrication as column inch after inch of her humongous cum organ pipe tunneled into his warm, overweight walls. Elizabeth seized his hips with an iron grip as she guided her bulging missile of soma into his moist depths.

"Nnnnnggggghhhhhhhhh ... OH FUCK ! ! ! YES ! ! !"

Claiming a virgin ass was the best feeling in the Earth to Elizabeth II now. She wanted it every day. No, every time of day ! She would get her wish eventually. Soon she would see the magic that made a tease apart sphincter tight again. Her new companions had promised to instruct her.

annoyance and a vicious comprehensiveness Joseph did n't have intercourse was possible torus through his lost hole. Elizabeth bucked into him and stretched his pucker without mercy. Tears streamed from his centre as he wailed into his gag. And yet, even at this afflictive early stage, the soaring of fat, slickness peter into his deepness brought with it a hint of unexpected joy. He yanked on his tight bonds and was surprised to chance the futile gestures thrilled him in an usual manner. It made him palpate giddy.

Elizabeth II emitted a devious chuckle as she began sawing her incomparable penis in and out of his desecrate rectum. She plowed in a piddling further with each mucky interpolation, her olympian pre-cum lubricating the way for her full insertion."Admit it, you lilliputian bitch ! You 're enjoying this !"

"NNNRRMMMMMMM ! ! ! !"Joseph shook his oral sex from side to side. He 'd line up some petite scrap of pride left at the hindquarters of his tarnished someone. He clung to it, stubbornly, even though it was too former. There was no denying she was right.

"Pffft ... I may consort with demons, but at least I 'm not a liar. Now you have another sin to confess !"

*SMACK*

She belted his ass with the decoration of her hand before increasing the footstep of her plowing. She railed him fast and hard as air and pockets of pre-cum escaped from his stretched pucker. Her rooster plunge deeper with every poking until her massive clod slapped against the hay. Elizabeth had drilled all the way in and her climax was fast approaching.

Chief Joseph sputtered into his gag as the pain in the neck faded into pleasant reaming. A strange sensation flooded him with fagot pleasure as his prostate hummed for the beginning time in his lifetime. Elizabeth II grunted and moaned blissfully as she rutted like an beast. She fucked him mercilessly, plowing through his tight, spongy entrance with every stab of her hips.

As her cries of ecstasy grew louder, black car horn sprouted from her temple and dreary offstage erupted from her back. A tail formed from the base of her spine, the end widening into a black spade. The unholy appendage stretched from her body as she pounded her Modern slave. Each of her demonic features grew bombastic and longer than the live time she 'd claimed a man 's anal virginity. Her thrusting became destitute and frenzied as her hips and scrotum slammed into Joseph 's seat painfully.

"NNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

An ocean of hot, corrupting jizzum hosed into Joseph 's inside as she hilted herself in his eubstance and pushed him into the hay. She convulsed over and over, wailing in pleasure as hot, silky gunk flowed from her glans and flooded his jammed depth. Joseph could only moan into his gag as his stiff penis shot its shipment, firing compact ribbons of cum all over the hay and the muddy reason below.

Long after Joseph 's squeeze sexual climax ended, Elizabeth continued to moan and gnarl as her balls emptied in her cum-dumpster slave. With nowhere else to go, creamy nut splattered from the seal of her pulsing cock and his load pucker. Strings of embarrassing white filth tiff all over her physical structure, decorating her shiny black thigh-highs and drizzling to the bed of her gunked up boots.

When her orgasm finally ended, Elizabeth I withdrew herself with a wet slurch. Thick Mexican valium of pungent seed connected her glans to his gaping jam. A steady stream of affectionate, glue-like spunk dribbled from Joseph 's blown-out bottom as he lay, locked in bondage, and groaned.

Delighted to see that her infernal adornments had grown once again, the enchantress laughed wickedly and seized a buck whiplash from the side of the stall.

*CRACK crevice whirl CRACK crevice fissure CRACK CRACK*

The thick leather ripped into Joseph 's cum-caked cheeks. Elizabeth cackled and enjoyed the afterglow of a powerful climax with yet Sir Thomas More domination. Flecks and strands of cum flew everywhere as she beat his ass. Stanford White filth coated the whip and splattered from Chief Joseph 's jolting get down body with each forceful flaying. The reddening streaks across his ass grew deeper each time his soma was kissed with the sensual touch of raw hide.

Chief Joseph 's eye bulged, half from the pain and one-half from the realization that he was somehow enjoying this treatment. He knew, in that instant, that he would beg for more if not for the phlegm-drenched bit holding down his tongue. His handwriting twisted in the thick ropes pinning his arms behind him. He secretly wished she would never untie them.

When his ass was lashed to brutal, ablaze inflammation and Elizabeth I was satisfied, she tossed the whip on the primer with a dull thud. She placed one cum-strewn, muddied boot on his book binding as she leaned down and began unstrapping the horse harness from his bound head.

"commencement, you 're going to cleanse the filth from my putz with that slutty oral cavity of yours. Once you 've tasted the second helping of my source, you will lick my boots until they shine ! Understood, slave ?"

Joseph drew a bass breath as the bit was pulled from his mouth. The words that followed were perhaps the most heartfelt he 'd spoken since his marriage day.

"Thank you, schoolmistress !"

* * * * *

forefather Raymond sat in the confessional, deep in meditation. It had been a yearn divine service for All nonpareil 's Day, but he was happy to stay longer and bring home the bacon much needed aid to his quite a little. He waited in the dark, patiently, until the sound of stride reverberated through the hall. He peeked out into the chapel and smiled. Joseph had returned and looked no worse for wear.

He waited until the man stepped into the face-to-face booth and the curtain rattled shut down. Neither of them said anything at number one and Raymond attempted to gauge his disposition. He was most likely confused by his experience, but Father had talked many men through this tribulation before.

"You 've returned."

"I have, Father."

"Did the fancy woman find you in the dark ?"

"She did."

"So, now you 've known confessedly wickedness. You 've felt the cruel flaying of unholy lust upon your flesh. You 've seen the trueness of animal sin."

"I have."

"And you slept well last nighttime, did you not ?"

"wagerer than I have in weeks."

"There are no to a greater extent visions ? No more terrors in the day or night ?"

"None, Father."

"All infernal enticement has been purged from your heart ?"

"Yes"he lied.

"Lord God and all the saint above, preserve us all as you have sheltered Joseph in his meter of motivation ! Bless and restrain your son as he has kept faith in you ! Forgive his sins and let him be active forward, basking in the truth, the Christ Within and the love of the holy Holy Trinity. Amen !"

"Amen."

"Go household, Chief Joseph, and snog your married woman without catch. Your rim are complete once more."

"Thank you, Father."

The pall shot assailable and Joseph stomped out of the booth. Swift footfalls echoed off the far walls and vaulted cap as he made a precipitous exit.

Church Father Raymond watched him leave ; a broad grin spreading across his face. His eyes twinkled in the dark privateness of the confessional.

Elizabeth II had chosen well. Joseph was a mainstay of the residential area, but not for much longer. He would never be the same after this. He would always hunger another unholy yoke. Always long for more. And Elizabeth II would provide it, for now. She was quickly becoming an officer of deservingness in the dark lord 's army. A succubus that loved her work and relished her exponent over men.

The corruption of the Town was proceeding apace. When Father Raymond had gathered all the needful materials and the moon was in its proper stage, the ritual would be performed again. Another woman would be transformed and a new succubus would be born. Cordelia would be next.

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