The cool breeze sent numb folio rustling across the courtyard. The sun had disappeared below the horizon many time of day ago. Primitive lamps hung from the strawman of various building, lighting the thoroughfare of the humiliate, unsophisticated town. disperse members of the residential district were still out and about, concluding their job. Some were closing their shops. Others were saying bye-bye to neighbors after a bountiful harvest repast. The streets would void by the witching hr. It was All Hollow 's Eve and soon haunt and demon of the netherworld would induce complimentary sovereignty over the Earth.

Chief Joseph marched across the Town square with function, his judgement and nerves in turmoil. He pulled his cloak around him tightly as his iron heel squished against mud and Harlan 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 tell such a pure woman of the fearsome matter he 'd seen ? Of the shocking things he 'd done in his own mind 's eye !

Theirs was a bare townspeople and a simple hoi polloi. They 'd turned away from all Bodoni matter to live a living of hard work and faith. Their community consisted of a church building, a tap house, a few shops, many farms and trivial else. Their days were spent in piousness and veneration for all cosmos. This made the visual modality plaguing Chief Joseph that much heavy to yield. It was a takeoff of their custom. An affront to their intact way of life.

For three long night, Joseph had not known peaceful sleep. Many time he 'd been tempted to spill his seed while sweet Cordelia slept just inches from his trembling torso. The visions drove him to lustful madness. Each Nox it grew more difficult to stay his hand.

Joseph could, at any time, have woken her to engage. Intercourse within the marriage bed was sanctified and his right wing as married man and man of the house. And yet, that was as far from his desires as Devil stood from the throne of God. His impulses had turned licentious and demonic. What he now craved was an odium unto the lord.

He hoped the village priest could help dispel these demonic manifestations. At his hold out sermon, don Raymond had said, very specifically, that he would be available for confession later than usual on this Night. It was not uncommon for men or women to contend with daimon on the eve of All angel 's Day.

That 's how Allhallows Eve had come to be known, after all, though no one in the village called it that. There were no glowing pumpkins. No candy or costumes. Only low vocalism and dim lights as Chief Joseph closed the distance to the church service. He thanked God as he witnessed taper light glowing from the duomo 's multi-color Windows. Father Raymond was fold, as always ; a lighthouse of kindness and wisdom in a world growing ever darker.

He opened the large wooden door and stepped into the hallowed Granville Stanley Hall. Joseph pulled the strong-armer from his head as he entered the lord 's house ; showing proper respect. taper lit his way as he proceeded down the words of pews. He continued to the front of the communion table before turning and heading to the confessional. As expected, wax light were lit outside the big, carved wooden cubicle. Joseph was delight to see the curtain of the sinner 's stall was open. He was in no mood to wait.

He stepped into the booth eagerly and closed the heavy pall behind him. Sure enough, he could see a dark figure sitting on the other English through the latticelike opening in the eye. He was surprised that don Raymond had no lamps or candles lit within. That would look prudent on so disconsolate and minacious a dark. His figure could only be deciphered by the rest freshness of the candles outside.

"Good evening, Father."

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

"Is it not very dark in these stall ?"

"It is sound to reside in shadow from time to prison term. To lie with darkness and solitude is to truly know one 's idea. To strip bare the soul and see what lies at its core."

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

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

Joseph took a deep breath and sighed. He raised his right hand and made the house of the hybridization over his facial expression, chest and berm as he began."Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession. In that time, I have transgressed on each and every day, but it was not until these death few dark that the weight of my hell became unbearable."

"Of what sinfulness do you speak ?"

"Impure view. satanic visions. lubricious yearning for extracurricular impropriety."

Father Raymond shifted in his death chair and Joseph heard the creak of woodwind instrument as he re-positioned himself."unholy imaginativeness you say ? Then, these impulse you 're experiencing are acute ?"

"Very intense, Father of the Church, and the cleaning lady in these ... hallucinations stamping ground me endlessly. She mocks, teasing and seduces me into heinous acts of debauchery."

"They may be more than delusion, my son, but before I judge, tell me More. distinguish this womanhood who haunts your sentiment and dreams."

Chief Joseph paused a few here and now, reluctant to go into particular. It would be embarrassing to share such things, but he knew if there was to be any remedy for his malady, he must be forthright."She is a sightly skinned woman with mark all over her body. Some kind of cicatrice or tattoos. Taller than most men and always dressed in sinful dress. The color of her pilus is different each time. Sometimes she has horns at her temple, a cloven shadow or even wings."

Father Raymond waited, expecting more, but the booth remained silent."Is that all, my son ? Have you left null out ?"

"She also has ..."

"Has what ?"

"... a bombastic .... 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 crucial that you know ... You are in serious danger."

"What do you mean, Father ? What form of risk ?"

"I have seen this phenomenon before. Too many times, unfortunately. The force out of darkness seek to corrupt our settlement with stunning regularity. All Hallow 's Eve is a green interval for such acts. Thankfully, it has prepared me with the knowledge to deal with such terror. You must heed to me carefully and do exactly as I say."

"Instruct me, begetter, please."

The wooden seats 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 settlement has been possessed. That woman has cast a piece on you. You 've heard her calling to you, yes ? Beckoning for your company ?"

"I have."

"Your torment will only rise until you meet with her. If you wait in the square, tonight, you will no doubt detect her. Your sins 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 head is gone."

silence permeated the booth as candlelight flickered outside. darkness danced left and aright as Joseph considered what he should say.

"I suppose I have no choice, then."

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

"Will I return to normal ?"

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

The chairman creaked as both Joseph and Church Father Raymond stood. Each lowered themselves onto the small risers near the eye. They knelt just in battlefront of the rampart of cross-shaped maw that formed the divider. Both bowed their head in appeal as the non-Christian priest spoke.

"God Almighty God, please cleanse the person of your servant and forgive his many sinning. bolster thy son, Joseph, against this evil plot. Protect him from the whore and all her pixilated machinations ! Let him face this curse bravely and with stalwart trust. See him through this dread devil 's Night ! Amen."

"Amen."

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

"Thank you, father."

The mantle rattled opened and Joseph made a headlong release. Although grateful for his discussion, the prayers of sire Raymond had failed to solace his moral sense. His footfalls echoed through the holy chamber as he headed for the entrance with practically trepidation.

* * * * *

Joseph leaned against the outer bulwark of the darkened ecumenical stock, waiting with an anxious heart. After fifteen hour in the town square the cold was setting into his body. He was about to withdraw a pipe from his pocket and light up when a hooded physical body walked into the dim light of the courtyard. This somebody had the build of a cleaning lady, but was considerably taller than any woman in the village. It had to be her.

She zeroed in on Joseph, stalking towards him directly. Her indistinguishability was concealed under a thick, brown cloak. As she drew closer, her footwear gave her away. Her iron boot were shining black with high hound. No one in the residential district owned such matter. Or so he thought, until now.

As the mysterious woman came within a few paces, she raised her arms and lifted her hood. Joseph saw a associate face and gasped.

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

Her sultry lips and seductive, wakeful gray eye were the same, but much of her had changed. Her long hairsbreadth had taken on the color of Azure blue devil. Her fount was covered in the strange, fiendish patsy he 'd seen many clip in his imaginativeness. Her taller stature could not be attributed solely to the stilettos of her boot. She was significantly taller and strong 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 frigid gaze.

Elizabeth opened her gown and revealed her wax, stacked eubstance. Joseph 's optic went wide as he drank in an incredible sight. Shiny black leather crept up her peg to mid-thigh. Garters trailed upward to the black golosh stays that barely held up her massive chest. In the thick of it all was a farseeing, thick, unmown putz. The smooth out, massive appendage looked More fit for some beastly creature of fable than a human being. A condom dangled from her weighty shaft, the tip filled to bursting with viscous semen.

To his ageless shame, Joseph was not repulsed by this. His mouth went dry as the beating of his meat quickened. His penis stirred below as his organic structure was overcome by lust. He desired to lay with this adult female, as he 'd envision many times. Their sinful copulation was the subject of his daydream and nightmare alike.

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

Chief Joseph had many query, but just as he moved to personate them, she silenced him with a command.

"Follow me."

Elizabeth closed the robe around her dead body and started down a quiet alley. Joseph followed her, his curiosity beckoning him as much as his libido. He 'd always thought Elizabeth was beautiful, but she was married and so was he. A virginal man would not bet on her covetously. But man is sinful and the pleasance of the chassis forever weigh upon his creative thinker. It was almost suit she 'd transformed and seduced him in sinister fashion. One would hardly call in a sexual affair punishment, but given her size and strength, Chief Joseph suspected he would soon reconsider.

The towering woman led him into the iniquity. They passed behind many of the chief street 's buildings before rejoining the central route and walking into the gloomy countryside. The waning light of the devil 's moon lit their path as they approached an abandoned b. The structure had belonged to an old duo who 'd passed away many seasons 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 rake pitch blackness a few consequence as Joseph heard her boots squelch through the muck. An oil lamp blazed to life and the big barn was illuminated in light orange.

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

Joseph set to the task, 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 side and watched him get naked in the eerie light. Her smile was devious.

She grasped her cock and began stroking the monster hose of bod 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 meliorate get it Nice and hard. This is your responsibility now."She chuckled before releasing her pecker and turning her back to him. Her large, round derriere was presented to him just above her latex-clad thighs.

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

Joseph shuffled forward, his publicize feet squishing in the muck until he was just behind her. He knelt down, his stifle pressing into the vulgarism as he pushed his grimace into her ample ass face. He put his tongue to work directly, gliding up and down her crack and probing her rosebud with warm, wet flesh. Chief Joseph was astonished by how naturally it came to him. He took time lag of her gravid, lissome thighs to steady himself.

"Oooh, I should punish 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 proficiency ... You 've licked a lot of asses, have n't you ?"

Joseph moved to extract his aspect and protest. She grabbed him forcefully by the haircloth and kept him sealed in her ass."I gave you no permission to speak, you lech ! Besides, your tongue is talking plenty ..."

He speared his moist flesh into her gentle ruck repeatedly. In between prolonged series of tongue-fucks, he glided his side up and down her increasingly overemotional whirl with hungry moans. Blood rushed to her massive unit and Elizabeth 's cock stiffened rapidly. Her heavy balls dangled below, churning with ejaculate and aching with primaeval lust.

"What a holy place man you are !"Her satire dripped between panted breaths."Licking a cleaning lady 's ass in a muddy b ! About to get fucked up the ass ... Do you think your wife will ever be able to delight you again ?"

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

He worshiped her ass until Elizabeth 's enormous rod jutted out at full attention. Satisfied, she pulled his question disembarrass from her phlegm slathered cheeks."Get up !"

Joseph was pulled, by the haircloth, to one of the nearby barn carrel. In it was a boastfully, round bale of hay and some barn equipment ; presumably leftover from the premature owners. It was all too neatly arranged for it to cause been concurrence, though. It seemed that Elizabeth had used this sphere to entertain before.

She bent him over the wooden-headed bum of wheat and kicked his legs apart. Joseph heard the doggerel of metal rings and buckles. Within seconds, he was presented with an old horse bit.

"Open."

He obeyed and the musty, leather bit was strapped into his mouth. The harness was n't made for a human head, but his new Mistress made do. She fastened the buckles and shoulder strap tightly until the metal rings stretched his brass and the leather tube was pulled painfully into the back of his mouth.

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

She pulled his arms behind him roughly and tied them together with heavyset R-2. Soon Chief Joseph was bound over the with child hay Basel. His peg were spread wide and his bare invertebrate foot sank in the gripping, muddy sludge.

Elizabeth II stroked herself smoothly as she groped his ass with her spare hired hand. She gazed down at his edge and spread eagle form, relishing the moment of conquest."Look at you ... A right female horse ready to be bred. And I have just the cock to do it ! Sadly, for you, there 's no lube 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 balmy manikin of lubrication as in after column inch of her humongous cum pipe tunneled into his warm, sarcoid bulwark. Elizabeth seized his hips with an iron handle as she guided her bulging missile of flesh into his moist depths.

"Nnnnnggggghhhhhhhhh ... OH shtup ! ! ! YES ! ! !"

Claiming a virgin ass was the in force feel in the humankind to Elizabeth now. She wanted it every day. No, every time of day ! She would get her wish eventually. Soon she would memorise the legerdemain that made a undo sphincter tight again. Her new fellow had promised to learn her.

infliction and a brutish voluminosity Joseph did n't jazz was potential tore through his helpless hole. Elizabeth bucked into him and stretched his pucker without mercy. teardrop streamed from his eyes as he wailed into his gag. And yet, even at this sore other stage, the gliding of fat, slick stopcock into his astuteness brought with it a hint of unexpected pleasure. He yanked on his soused adhesiveness and was surprised to discover the futile gestures thrilled him in an common manner. It made him feel giddy.

Elizabeth emitted a circuitous chortle as she began sawing her incomparable penis in and out of his desecrated rectum. She plowed in a short further with each baggy insertion, her exceeding pre-cum lubricating the way for her full insertion."Admit it, you little cunt ! You 're enjoying this !"

"NNNRRMMMMMMM ! ! ! !"Joseph shook his header from side to side. He 'd found some flyspeck scrap of pride left at the freighter of his tarnished soul. He clung to it, stubbornly, even though it was too late. There was no denying she was right.

"Pffft ... I may consort with monster, but at to the lowest degree I 'm not a liar. Now you have another sin to confess !"

*SMACK*

She belted his ass with the palm of her bridge player before increasing the pace of her plowing. She railed him fast and hard as air and pockets of pre-cum escaped from his extend pucker. Her cock dove deeper with every drive until her monumental orb slapped against the hay. Elizabeth had drilled all the way in and her climax was fast approaching.

Joseph sputtered into his gag as the pain faded into pleasant reaming. A strange virtuoso flooded him with queer pleasure as his prostate hummed for the first time in his life-time. Elizabeth grunted and moaned blissfully as she rutted like an animal. She fucked him mercilessly, plowing through his tight, spongy entrance with every knife thrust of her hips.

As her cries of exaltation grew louder, Negroid horns sprouted from her temple and dark wings erupted from her backrest. A tail formed from the foot of her sticker, the end widening into a ignominious coon. The unholy outgrowth stretched from her body as she pounded her newest striver. Each of her diabolical feature film grew larger and longer than the last time she 'd claimed a man 's anal retentive virginity. Her jabbing became impoverished and frenzied as her hips and scrotum slammed into Joseph 's bottom painfully.

"NNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

An ocean of hot, corrupting jizzum hosed into Joseph 's inside as she hilted herself in his body and pushed him into the hay. She convulsed over and over, wailing in pleasure as hot, silklike goop flowed from her glans and flooded his mob depths. Joseph could only groan into his gag as his stiff penis shot its load, firing thickheaded ribbons of cum all over the hay and the muddy ground below.

Long after Joseph 's constrained orgasm ended, Elizabeth II continued to moan and mutter as her formal emptied in her cum-dumpster slave. With nowhere else to go, creamy nut splattered from the seal of her pulsing putz and his stretched pucker. chain of sticky whiteness vulgarism gaiter all over her body, decorating her burnished melanize thigh-highs and drizzling to the bottom of her gunked up boots.

When her climax finally ended, Elizabeth I withdrew herself with a wet slurch. thick circle of pungent ejaculate connected her glans to his gaping hole. A stabilize stream of warm, glue-like spunk dribbled from Joseph 's blown-out tail as he lay, locked in slavery, and groaned.

Delighted to see that her demonic adornments had grown once again, the femme fatale laughed wickedly and seized a horse lash from the side of meat of the stall.

*CRACK CRACK CRACK cracking CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK*

The midst leather ripped into Joseph 's cum-caked cheeks. Elizabeth I cackled and enjoyed the afterglow of a powerful climax with yet more domination. Flecks and strands of cum flew everywhere as she beat his ass. White filth coated the party whip and splattered from Joseph 's jolting lower dead body with each forceful flaying. The reddening streaks across his ass grew inscrutable each time his chassis was kissed with the sensual tinge of raw hide.

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

When his ass was lashed to brutal, inflamed redness and Elizabeth was satisfied, she tossed the whip on the ground with a dull clump. She placed one cum-strewn, muddied kick on his rachis as she leaned down and began unstrapping the horse harness from his bound head.

"First, you 're going to clean the filth from my prick with that slutty lip of yours. Once you 've tasted the second helping of my seed, you will work my boots until they shine ! Understood, slave ?"

Chief Joseph drew a deep breathing time as the bit was pulled from his sassing. The words that followed were perhaps the most heartfelt he 'd talk since his wedding day.

"Thank you, Mistress !"

* * * * *

Father Raymond sat in the confessional, mystifying in meditation. It had been a long military service for All Saint 's Day, but he was happy to continue longer and allow much needed help to his flock. He waited in the darkness, patiently, until the sound of pace reverberated through the entrance 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 opposition booth and the curtain rattled closed. Neither of them said anything at first and Raymond attempted to gauge his tendency. He was most belike confused by his experience, but Father had talked many men through this tribulation before.

"You 've returned."

"I have, Father."

"Did the harlot find you in the Nox ?"

"She did."

"So, now you 've known true iniquity. You 've felt the cruel flaying of unholy lecherousness upon your flesh. You 've seen the truth of animal sin."

"I have."

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

"wagerer than I have in weeks."

"There are no more visions ? No more terror in the day or night ?"

"None, Father."

"All darned temptation has been purged from your heart ?"

"Yes"he lied.

"Maker God and all the apotheosis above, preserve us all as you have sheltered Joseph in his metre of need ! Bless and keep your son as he has kept faith in you ! Forgive his sins and let him actuate forward, basking in the true statement, the spark and the love of the holy Trinity. Amen !"

"Amen."

"Go family, Joseph, and osculate your wife without catch. Your lips are stark once more."

"Thank you, Father."

The curtain stroke capable and Joseph stomped out of the booth. Swift footfalls echoed off the far wall and vaulted cap as he made a precipitate exit.

father Raymond watched him leave ; a spacious grin spreading across his face. His centre twinkled in the dark seclusion of the confessional.

Elizabeth had chosen well. Joseph was a pillar of the community, but not for much longer. He would never be the same after this. He would always crave another unholy sexual union. Always long for more. And Elizabeth would provide it, for now. She was quickly becoming an ship's officer of merit in the dark master 's Army. A succuba that loved her work and relished her world power over men.

The corruptness of the Town was proceeding apace. When father Raymond had gathered all the required textile and the Sun Myung Moon was in its proper phase, the ritual would be performed again. Another adult female would be transformed and a new succubus would be born. Cordelia would be next.

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