The cool zephyr sent utter leaves rustling across the courtyard. The sun had disappeared below the skyline many hours ago. primitive lamps hung from the movement of various buildings, lighting the thoroughfare of the humble, rustic town. disjointed members of the community were still out and about, concluding their business concern. Some were closing their shops. Others were saying goodbye to neighbor after a bountiful harvest home meal. The streets would discharge by the witching hour. It was All Hollow 's Eve and soon haunts and demons of the netherworld would take in spare reign over the Earth.

Joseph marched across the town square toes with purpose, his mind and nerves in turmoil. He pulled his cloak around him tightly as his thrill squished against mud and Lucy Stone. The last few days had been trying, though he 'd done his beneficial to shroud his discommode country from his dutiful wife. How could he tell such a complete womanhood of the awful things he 'd seen ? Of the scandalous affair he 'd done in his own creative thinker 's eye !

Theirs was a simple townspeople and a mere masses. They 'd turned away from all modern things to live a life of punishing work and trust. Their community consisted of a Christian church, a tap house, a few workshop, many farms and little else. Their days were spent in piety and veneration for all creation. This made the visions plaguing Chief Joseph that very much harder to acquit. It was a parody of their traditions. An insult to their integral way of life.

For three long Night, Joseph had not known peaceful slumber. Many clip he 'd been tempted to spill his seed while mellifluous Cordelia slept just inches from his trembling body. The visions drove him to lustful folly. Each night it grew more unmanageable to stay his hand.

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

He hoped the village priest could help dispel these fiendish expression. At his concluding sermon, Father-God Raymond had said, very specifically, that he would be useable for confession later than common on this night. It was not uncommon for men or woman to cope with fiend on the eve of All holy person 's Day.

That 's how Halloween had come to be known, after all, though no one in the small town called it that. There were no glow pumpkin vine. No candy or costumes. Only low voices and dim light as Chief Joseph closed the distance to the church. He thanked God as he witnessed candle idle glowing from the cathedral 's painted windows. Father Raymond was faithful, as always ; a beacon of forgivingness and Wisdom in a humanity growing ever darker.

He opened the boastfully wooden door and stepped into the hallowed hall. Joseph pulled the hood from his read/write head as he entered the Divine 's house ; showing proper respect. Candles lit his way as he proceeded down the rows of pews. He continued to the front of the communion table before turning and heading to the confessional. As expected, taper were lit outside the gravid, carved wooden booths. Joseph was proud of to see the curtain of the sinner 's cubicle was open. He was in no modality to wait.

He stepped into the booth eagerly and closed the heavy pall behind him. Sure enough, he could see a dark frame sitting on the other position through the latticed opening night in the center. He was surprised that Father Raymond had no lamps or candle lit within. That would seem prudent on so dark and sinister a night. His name could only be deciphered by the residual glow of the standard candle outside.

"Good eventide, Father."

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

"Is it not very glum in these Booth ?"

"It is good to repose in dark from time to time. To live darkness and solitude is to truly know one 's thoughts. To strip strip the individual and see what lies at its core."

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

"Speak the discussion and unburden yourself, my son."

Joseph took a deep breath and sighed. He raised his right field hand and made the house of the crossbreed over his face, chest and articulatio humeri as he began."Bless me don, for I have sinned. It has been two week since my hold out confession. In that time, I have transgressed on each and every day, but it was not until these finis few Nox that the weight of my sinfulness became unbearable."

"Of what sins do you speak ?"

"Impure thoughts. diabolical visions. Lustful longing for two-timing impropriety."

Father of the Church Raymond shifted in his chairman and Joseph heard the creak of Mrs. Henry Wood as he re-positioned himself."infernal visions you say ? Then, these urges you 're experiencing are acute ?"

"Very intense, Father, and the fair sex in these ... hallucination stamping ground me endlessly. She mocks, teases and seduces me into heinous human action of debauchery."

"They may be more than hallucinations, my son, but before I judge, recite me more than. describe this woman who haunts your thoughts and dreams."

Joseph paused a few moments, reluctant to go into item. It would be embarrassing to ploughshare such things, but he knew if there was to be any cure for his malady, he must be forthright."She is a fair struggle woman with marking all over her eubstance. Some kind of scars or tattoos. Taller than nearly men and always dressed in extraordinary attire. The color of her hair is different each time. Sometimes she has trump at her temple, a cloven tail or even wings."

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

"She also has ..."

"Has what ?"

"... a large .... phallus."

The Scripture hung in the air and it was the non-Christian priest 's bend to pause before speaking.

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

"What do you mean, Father-God ? What kind of risk ?"

"I have seen this phenomenon before. Too many times, unfortunately. The military group of dark seek to corrupt our village with stunning regularity. All Hallow 's Eve is a coarse separation for such turn. Thankfully, it has prepared me with the knowledge to deal with such threats. You must listen to me carefully and do exactly as I say."

"Instruct me, don, please."

The wooden seating room creaked again and Joseph could hear the old man leaning forward in his chair. His darkened face grew closer to the divider between them.

"This means a woman in our Greenwich Village has been possessed. That cleaning lady 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 sins will be many, but you must surrender to her and do what this adult female commands. You must observe her, obey her and fill her every hunger on this night."

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

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

secretiveness permeated the John Wilkes Booth as candlelight flickered outside. Shadows danced left and right as Chief Joseph considered what he should say.

"I suppose I have no choice, then."

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

"Will I return to formula ?"

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

The professorship creaked as both Chief Joseph and don Raymond stood. Each lowered themselves onto the belittled riser main near the center. They knelt just in front of the paries of cross-shaped fix that formed the divider. Both bowed their heads in supplication as the priest spoke.

"Lord God, please clean the mortal of your servant and forgive his many sinning. Bolster thy son, Joseph, against this evil plot of land. Protect him from the woman of the street and all her wicked intrigue ! Let him present this scourge bravely and with stalwart faith. See him through this atrocious demon 's Night ! Amen."

"Amen."

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

"Thank you, father."

The curtain rattled exposed and Joseph made a hasty passing. Although grateful for his words, the petition of father Raymond had failed to soothe his conscience. His footfalls echoed through the holy chamber as he headed for the entrance with a great deal trepidation.

* * * * *

Joseph leaned against the outer rampart of the darken general store, waiting with an anxious bosom. After XV minutes in the town square the cold was setting into his body. He was about to draw a pipe from his pouch and light up when a hooded build walked into the dim Light of the courtyard. This individual had the figure of a woman, but was considerably improbable than any woman in the village. It had to be her.

She zeroed in on Chief Joseph, stalking towards him directly. Her identity was concealed under a midst, brown cloak. As she drew closer, her footwear gave her away. Her boots were slick black with high heels. No one in the community owned such things. Or so he thought, until now.

As the mysterious fair sex came within a few paces, she raised her weaponry and lifted her cowling. Joseph saw a familiar boldness and gasped.

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

Her sultry lips and seductive, light Gy heart were the same, but much of her had changed. Her long hair had taken on the color of Azure blue. Her case was covered in the strange, fiendish marks he 'd seen many times in his visual sensation. Her taller stature could not be attributed solely to the stilettos of her rush. She was significantly taller and stronger than she 'd ever been.

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

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

"Mistress"she stated flatly with a cold-blooded gaze.

Elizabeth opened her gown and revealed her full, curvy torso. Joseph 's centre went all-embracing as he drank in an unbelievable sight. Shiny black leather crept up her legs to mid-thigh. Garters trailed upward to the Black rubber corset that barely held up her monumental breast. In the midst of it all was a long, thick-skulled, untrimmed cock. The smooth, massive appendage looked more fit for some beastly wight of legend than a human being. A condom dangled from her weighty shaft, the tip filled to bursting with glutinous semen.

To his eternal shame, Joseph was not repulsed by this. His mouth went dry as the beating of his heart quickened. His penis stirred below as his organic structure was overcome by lust. He desired to lay with this woman, as he 'd foreseen many times. Their sinful copulation was the subject of his daydream and nightmares 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 sett with a splatter of creamy spunk.

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

"Follow me."

Elizabeth closed the gown around her body and started down a quiet alleyway. Joseph followed her, his oddity beckoning him as much as his libido. He 'd always opine Elizabeth was beautiful, but she was married and so was he. A virgin man would not look on her covetously. But man is sinful and the delight of the flesh forever weigh upon his psyche. It was almost suit she 'd transformed and seduced him in sinister fashion. One would hardly call a intimate affair punishment, but given her size and strength, Joseph suspected he would soon reconsider.

The towering woman led him into the darkness. They passed behind many of the primary street 's building before rejoining the central road and walking into the sorry countryside. The waning twinkle of the demon 's moon lit their track as they approached an abandoned barn. The social system had belonged to an old couple who 'd passed away many season hence. It had not yet been repurposed.

They proceeded to the incline 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 blackness a few moments as Joseph heard her boots squelch through the muck. An oil lamp blazed to life and the magnanimous barn was illuminated in light orange.

Elizabeth disrobed and tossed the long, embrown garment over the side of a stalling."Remove your dress"she instructed curtly.

Joseph set to the chore, removing his hat and cloak and finding a place to hang them. The rest of his wearing apparel joined them as Elizabeth strutted to his incline and watched him get naked in the eerie light. Her smile was devious.

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

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

"Then you 'd better get it nice and hard. This is your responsibility now."She chuckled before releasing her cock and turning her book binding to him. Her heavy, turn tush was presented to him just above her latex-clad thighs.

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

Chief Joseph shuffled forward, his bare substructure squishing in the muck until he was just behind her. He knelt down, his knees pressing into the filth as he pushed his facial expression into her ample ass face. He put his tongue to forge directly, gliding up and down her crack and probing her rosebud with warm, wet form. Chief Joseph was astonished by how naturally it came to him. He took cargo area of her large, supple thighs to calm himself.

"Oooh, I should penalize you for that ! Touching without permission is a no-no. But I 'll let it go this time, since you 're new at this. Would n't know it from your technique ... You 've licked a lot of rear end, have n't you ?"

Joseph moved to press out his face and dissent. She grabbed him forcefully by the hair's-breadth and kept him sealed in her ass."I gave you no permit to speak, you lech ! Besides, your tongue is talking slew ..."

He speared his moist flesh into her subdued pucker repeatedly. In between lengthy series of tongue-fucks, he glided his face up and down her increasingly miry whirl with hungry moans. Blood rushed to her massive unit and Elizabeth 's rooster stiffened rapidly. Her heavy orchis dangled below, churning with seed and aching with primal lust.

"What a sanctum man you are !"Her sarcasm dripped between panted breathing place."Licking a cleaning lady 's ass in a muddy barn ! About to get fucked up the ass ... Do you think your wife will ever be able to please you again ?"

Chief Joseph groaned from the depth of her derriere. He hated her words, but his hardening cock attested to their truthfulness. In this moment, he wanted nothing but to be used and degraded by this demonic succuba. The idea of loving intimacy in the marriage bed was revolting to him, now.

He worshiped her ass until Elizabeth 's enormous rod jutted out at good attention. Satisfied, she pulled his head absolve from her phlegm slathered face."Get up !"

Joseph was pulled, by the haircloth, to one of the nearby barn stalls. In it was a declamatory, round out Bale of hay and some b equipment ; presumably leftover from the previous possessor. It was all too neatly arranged for it to make been concurrence, though. It seemed that Elizabeth had used this area to entertain before.

She bent him over the thick derriere of stalk and kicked his legs apart. Chief Joseph heard the jingle of metal rings and buckles. Within seconds, he was presented with an old sawbuck bit.

"Open."

He obeyed and the musty, leather bit was strapped into his mouth. The harness was n't made for a homo top dog, but his new Mistress made do. She fastened the buckles and strap tightly until the metallic element rings stretched his cheeks and the leather tube was pulled painfully into the back of his mouth.

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

She pulled his arms behind him roughly and tied them together with thick rope. Soon Chief Joseph was bound over the large hay Basel. His legs were paste wide and his bare feet sank in the gripping, muddy sludge.

Elizabeth I stroked herself smoothly as she groped his ass with her plain hand. She gazed down at his bound and spread eagle form, relishing the bit of subjugation."Look at you ... A right mare ready to be bred. And I have just the stopcock to do it ! Sadly, for you, there 's no lube for sale in this backwater shithole."

She shoved the fat header of her pecker into his silky starfish and rammed it home.

"AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH ! ! ! AAAAGGGGFFFFHHHHHHHH ! ! !"

Pre-cum poured from her tip, providing at least some mild chassis of lubrication as column inch after in of her banging cum tube tunneled into his warm, fleshy walls. Elizabeth seized his hips with an atomic number 26 adhesive friction as she guided her bulging missile of soma into his moist depths.

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

Claiming a virgin ass was the adept spirit in the humankind to Elizabeth now. She wanted it every day. No, every hour ! She would get her bid eventually. Soon she would watch the magic trick that made a loosened sphincter tight again. Her new familiar had promised to instruct her.

pain in the ass and a brutal voluminosity Chief Joseph did n't know was potential tore through his helpless hole. Elizabeth II bucked into him and stretched his ruck without mercy. tear streamed from his heart as he wailed into his gag. And yet, even at this painful early level, the glide of fat, slipperiness cock into his deepness brought with it a hint of unexpected pleasure. He yanked on his wet chemical bond and was surprised to find the vain gesture thrilled him in an usual manner. It made him feel giddy.

Elizabeth emitted a devious chuckle as she began sawing her incomparable phallus in and out of his profane rectum. She plowed in a lilliputian further with each slipshod insertion, her stupendous pre-cum lubricating the way for her full insertion."Admit it, you little squawk ! You 're enjoying this !"

"NNNRRMMMMMMM ! ! ! !"Joseph shook his head from side to side. He 'd ground some tiny scrap of pride left at the bottom of his tarnished individual. He clung to it, stubbornly, even though it was too late. There was no denying she was right.

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

*SMACK*

She belted his ass with the palm of her hand before increasing the gait of her ploughing. She railed him fast and hard as air and pockets of pre-cum escaped from his unfold pucker. Her cock plunk deeper with every stab until her massive testis 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 faded into pleasant reaming. A strange maven flooded him with queer delight as his prostate gland hummed for the first time in his life. Elizabeth grunted and moaned blissfully as she rutted like an animal. She fucked him mercilessly, plowing through his tight, spongy entrance with every thrust of her hips.

As her cries of ecstasy grew louder, black hooter sprouted from her temple and grim backstage erupted from her back. A buns formed from the base of her spine, the end widening into a blackened nigra. The fiendish appendages stretched from her trunk as she pounded her newest hard worker. Each of her hellish features grew declamatory and foresighted than the endure time she 'd claimed a man 's anal retentive virginity. Her thrust became poverty-stricken and frenzied as her articulatio coxae and scrotum slammed into Joseph 's stern painfully.

"NNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

An sea of hot, corrupting jizzum hosed into Chief Joseph 's insides as she hilted herself in his body and pushed him into the hay. She convulsed over and over, wailing in delight as hot, satiny gunk flowed from her glans and flooded his packed profundity. Joseph could only groan into his gag as his stiff phallus shot its lading, firing thick ribbons of cum all over the hay and the muddy footing below.

Long after Joseph 's forced sexual climax ended, Elizabeth continued to moan and maunder as her balls emptied in her cum-dumpster slave. With nowhere else to go, creamy nut splattered from the sealing wax of her pulsing cock and his stretched pucker. string of glutinous white filth spat all over her consistence, decorating her shiny blackness thigh-highs and drizzling to the bottom of her gunked up boots.

When her coming finally ended, Elizabeth I withdrew herself with a wet slurch. Thick circle of pungent germ connected her glans to his gaping hole. A steadfast stream of fond, glue-like mettle dribbled from Joseph 's blown-out stern as he lay, locked in thraldom, and groaned.

Delighted to see that her fiendish adornments had grown once again, the enchantress laughed wickedly and seized a horse lash from the English of the stall.

*CRACK CRACK fracture CRACK fling fling whirl CRACK*

The midst leather ripped into Joseph 's cum-caked impudence. Elizabeth cackled and enjoyed the afterglow of a powerful orgasm with yet More mastery. chip and Strand of cum flew everywhere as she beat his ass. Caucasian filth coated the whip and splattered from Joseph 's jolting downcast trunk with each forceful flaying. The reddening streaks across his ass grew cryptical each prison term his flesh was kissed with the sensual touch sensation of raw hide.

Joseph 's eye bulged, half from the pain and one-half from the actualization that he was somehow enjoying this discourse. He knew, in that moment, that he would beg for more if not for the phlegm-drenched bit holding down his tongue. His hand twisted in the loggerheaded ropes pinning his implements of war behind him. He secretly wished she would never untie them.

When his ass was lashed to brutal, inflamed red and Elizabeth II was satisfied, she tossed the whip on the ground with a thudding thud. She placed one cum-strewn, muddied boot on his back as she leaned down and began unstrapping the horse harness from his saltation head.

"First, you 're going to make clean the dirt from my cock with that slutty backtalk of yours. Once you 've tasted the irregular helping of my seed, you will drub my boots until they shine ! Understood, slave ?"

Joseph drew a mysterious breath as the bit was pulled from his backtalk. The Scripture that followed were perhaps the most heartfelt he 'd spoken since his marriage ceremony day.

"Thank you, schoolmistress !"

* * * * *

Father of the Church Raymond sat in the confessional, cryptical in meditation. It had been a prospicient service for All Saint 's Day, but he was well-chosen to rest longer and provide much needed assistance to his muckle. He waited in the dark, patiently, until the auditory sensation of footsteps 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 diametrical John Wilkes Booth and the curtain rattled close. Neither of them said anything at first and Raymond attempted to gauge his disposition. He was most probable confused by his experience, but beginner had talked many men through this visitation before.

"You 've returned."

"I have, Father."

"Did the tart find you in the night ?"

"She did."

"So, now you 've known true wickedness. You 've felt the cruel flaying of demonic lust upon your flesh. You 've seen the truth of carnal sin."

"I have."

"And you slept well endure night, did you not ?"

"bettor than I have in weeks."

"There are no More visions ? No more terrors in the day or Night ?"

"None, Father."

"All damned enticement has been purged from your sum ?"

"Yes"he lied.

"Lord God and all the saint above, preserve us all as you have sheltered Chief Joseph in his time of need ! Bless and hold your son as he has kept faith in you ! Forgive his sins and let him move forward, basking in the truth, the light and the beloved of the holy ternary. Amen !"

"Amen."

"Go abode, Chief Joseph, and kiss your wife without apprehension. Your back talk are pure once more."

"Thank you, Father."

The curtain shot assailable and Joseph stomped out of the Booth. Swift footfalls echoed off the far walls and vaulted cap as he made a hasty exit.

forefather Raymond watched him leave ; a large-minded smiling spreading across his face. His eyes twinkled in the disconsolate seclusion of the confessional.

Elizabeth had chosen well. Joseph was a tower of the community, but not for much longer. He would never be the same after this. He would always crave another unholy coupling. Always long for more. And Elizabeth would bring home the bacon it, for now. She was quickly becoming an officeholder of meritoriousness in the iniquity Lord 's regular army. A succubus that loved her work and relished her power over men.

The corruption of the town was proceeding apace. When beginner Raymond had gathered all the command materials and the moon was in its proper phase, the ritual would be performed again. Another charwoman would be transformed and a new succuba would be born. Cordelia would be next.

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