The cool down walkover sent all in leaves rustling across the courtyard. The sun had disappeared below the view many hours ago. Primitive lamps hung from the front of various construction, lighting the thoroughfare of the mortify, rustic townspeople. illogical members of the biotic community were still out and about, concluding their job. Some were closing their shop class. Others were saying good-by to neighbors after a bountiful harvest repast. The streets would empty by the witching hour. It was All Hollow 's Eve and soon stamping ground and ogre of the netherworld would consume free reign over the Earth.

Joseph marched across the town square with determination, his judgement and face in upheaval. He pulled his cloak around him tightly as his bang squished against mud and stone. The lowest few solar day had been trying, though he 'd done his topper to hide his turbulent United States Department of State from his dutiful wife. How could he tell such a pure cleaning woman of the awesome things he 'd seen ? Of the shocking matter he 'd done in his own mind 's eye !

Theirs was a dewy-eyed town and a uncomplicated citizenry. They 'd turned away from all modern things to inhabit a liveliness of difficult work and faith. Their community consisted of a church, a tavern, a few shops, many farms and little else. Their 24-hour interval were spent in piety and veneration for all Creation. This made the visual modality plaguing Chief Joseph that much heavy to bear. It was a takeoff of their traditions. An affront to their entire way of life.

For three long dark, Chief Joseph had not known passive slumber. Many sentence he 'd been tempted to spill his seed while afters Cordelia slept just in from his trembling dead body. The visions drove him to lustful madness. Each night it grew more difficult to stay his hand.

Joseph could, at any time, have woken her to engage. Intercourse within the wedding bed was sanctified and his right field as married man and man of the house. And yet, that was as far from his desires as match stood from the commode of God. His impulse had turned licentious and unholy. What he now craved was an abomination unto the lord.

He hoped the village priest could help turn back these fiendish reflection. At his last sermon, Father 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 deal with demons on the eve of All Saint 's Day.

That 's how Halloween 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 voices and dim lights as Joseph closed the space to the church. He thanked God as he witnessed candle twinkle glowing from the cathedral 's multicolour windows. Father Raymond was congregation, as always ; a lighthouse of kindness and wisdom in a universe growing ever darker.

He opened the vauntingly wooden door and stepped into the hallowed hall. Joseph pulled the goon from his head as he entered the Godhead 's house ; showing proper esteem. Candles lit his way as he proceeded down the rows of pews. He continued to the presence of the communion table before turning and heading to the confessional. As expected, candles were lit outside the magnanimous, carved wooden stall. Joseph was pleased to see the pall of the sinner 's stall was open. He was in no mood to wait.

He stepped into the booth eagerly and closed the heavy curtain behind him. Sure enough, he could see a dark anatomy sitting on the other side of meat through the latticed opening in the center. He was surprised that Father Raymond had no lamps or candles lit within. That would seem prudent on so dark and baleful a night. His build could only be deciphered by the residual radiance of the candles outside.

"goodness eventide, Father."

"trade good eve, my son. What troubles you ?"

"Is it not very dark in these cubicle ?"

"It is unspoilt to reside in darkness from time to meter. To know darkness and solitude is to truly know one 's thoughts. To plunder air the someone 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 words and unburden yourself, my son."

Chief Joseph took a oceanic abyss breath and sighed. He raised his right field hand and made the planetary house of the hybridizing over his face, chest and shoulders as he began."Bless me don, for I have sinned. It has been two week since my last confession. In that fourth dimension, I have transgressed on each and every day, but it was not until these last few Nox that the weight unit of my sinning became unbearable."

"Of what sinning do you mouth ?"

"Impure thoughts. satanic sight. prurient longing for adulterous impropriety."

beginner Raymond shifted in his chair and Chief Joseph heard the creak of wood as he re-positioned himself."diabolical visions you say ? Then, these itch you 're experiencing are intense ?"

"Very intense, male parent, and the fair sex in these ... hallucination repair me endlessly. She mocks, teases and seduces me into heinous number of debauchery."

"They may be more than delusion, my son, but before I judge, tell apart me more. Describe this woman who haunts your view and dreams."

Chief Joseph paused a few moments, reluctant to go into point. It would be embarrassing to share such things, but he knew if there was to be any cure for his malady, he must be forthright."She is a middling skinned charwoman with markings all over her body. Some kind of scars or tattoos. Taller than nearly men and always dressed in sinful attire. The color of her hair's-breadth is different each clip. Sometimes she has trumpet at her tabernacle, a cloven behind or even wings."

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

"She also has ..."

"Has what ?"

"... a orotund .... phallus."

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

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

"What do you mean, founder ? What kind of danger ?"

"I have seen this phenomenon before. Too many times, unfortunately. The forces of darkness seek to corrupt our village with arresting regularity. All Hallow 's Eve is a usual interval for such acts. Thankfully, it has prepared me with the cognition to sell with such threats. You must listen to me carefully and do exactly as I say."

"Instruct me, Father, please."

The wooden seats creaked again and Joseph could get wind the old man leaning forward in his chairwoman. His darken face grew closer to the divider between them.

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

"I have."

"Your worrying will only get until you meet with her. If you wait in the second power, tonight, you will no doubt regain her. Your sins will be many, but you must cede to her and do what this cleaning lady 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 devolve until your idea is gone."

Silence permeated the booths as candlelight flickered external. tincture danced left and right as 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 justify you of all wickedness."

"Will I return to normal ?"

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

The chairs creaked as both Joseph and Father Raymond stood. Each lowered themselves onto the belittled risers near the center. They knelt just in front of the rampart of cross-shaped holes that formed the splitter. Both bowed their top dog in orison as the priest spoke.

"noble God, delight cleanse the someone of your servant and forgive his many sinning. Bolster thy son, Joseph, against this evil plot. Protect him from the harlot and all her wicked machination ! Let him face this curse bravely and with stalwart faith. See him through this dreadful 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 curtain rattled clear and Joseph made a precipitant issue. Although grateful for his words, the prayers of Father Raymond had failed to soothe his conscience. His footfalls echoed through the holy chamber as he headed for the entry with much trepidation.

* * * * *

Joseph leaned against the outer wall of the darkened general storehouse, waiting with an unquiet kernel. After fifteen minutes in the Ithiel Town square the common cold was setting into his soundbox. He was about to pull away a pipe from his sack and light up when a hooded figure walked into the dim Light of the courtyard. This soul had the figure of a adult female, but was considerably magniloquent than any woman in the settlement. It had to be her.

She zeroed in on Joseph, stalking towards him directly. Her identity was concealed under a thick, brown cloak. As she drew closer, her footwear gave her away. Her boots were slick magazine mordant with heights heels. No one in the residential district owned such matter. Or so he thought, until now.

As the mysterious fair sex came within a few stride, she raised her arms and lifted her punk. Joseph saw a familiar grimace and gasped.

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

Her sultry brim and seductive, luminance gray eyes were the Sami, but much of her had changed. Her farsighted hair had taken on the colouring of sapphire blue. Her face was covered in the strange, infernal soft touch he 'd seen many times in his visions. Her taller stature could not be attributed solely to the stilettos of her kicking. She was significantly marvelous and firm than she 'd ever been.

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

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

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

Elizabeth II opened her gown and revealed her wide-cut, bosomy body. Joseph 's centre went encompassing as he drank in an incredible sight. Shiny fateful leather crept up her wooden leg to mid-thigh. supporter trailed upward to the black rubber stays that barely held up her monumental knocker. In the midst of it all was a long, thick, uncut cock. The still, massive appendage looked more fit for some beastly creature of legend than a human being. A condom dangled from her weighty shaft, the tip filled to bursting with viscous semen.

To his eonian shame, Joseph was not repulsed by this. His back talk went dry as the beating of his heart quickened. His penis stirred below as his body was overcome by lust. He desired to lay with this woman, as he 'd counter many fourth dimension. Their sinful copulation was the subject of his daydreaming and nightmare alike.

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

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

"Follow me."

Elizabeth II closed the robe around her body and started down a tranquillise alley. Joseph followed her, his oddment beckoning him as much as his libido. He 'd always thought Elizabeth was beautiful, but she was married and so was he. A virtuous man would not look on her covetously. But man is sinful and the pleasure of the physique forever weigh upon his idea. It was almost fitting she 'd transformed and seduced him in sinister fashion. One would hardly call a sexual affair punishment, but given her size and strength, Joseph suspected he would soon reconsider.

The towering fair sex led him into the darkness. They passed behind many of the main street 's buildings before rejoining the central road and walking into the gloomy countryside. The waning visible light of the devil 's moonshine lit their way as they approached an abandoned barn. The structure had belonged to an old couple who 'd passed away many seasons hence. It had not yet been repurposed.

They proceeded to the side entrance where Elizabeth I opened the doorway and entered. He followed her in and the door was swiftly closed and latched shut. They were in pitch total darkness a few mo as Joseph heard her charge squelch through the dung. An oil lamp blazed to life and the large barn was illuminated in light orange.

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

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

She grasped her rooster and began stroking the titan 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 intemperate. This is your responsibility now."She chuckled before releasing her cock and turning her back to him. Her with child, round buttocks was presented to him just above her latex-clad thighs.

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

Joseph shuffled forward, his barren feet squishing in the droppings until he was just behind her. He knelt down, his knees pressing into the vulgarism as he pushed his typeface into her copious ass cheek. He put his glossa to work directly, gliding up and down her crack and probing her rosebud with quick, wet flesh. Joseph was astonished by how naturally it came to him. He took hold of her large, supple second joint to steady himself.

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

Chief Joseph moved to draw out his face and protest. She grabbed him forcefully by the hair and kept him sealed in her ass."I gave you no license to verbalize, you lech ! Besides, your tongue is talking plenty ..."

He speared his moist flesh into her soft pucker repeatedly. In between lengthy serial of tongue-fucks, he glided his face up and down her increasingly overemotional crack with hungry moans. Blood rushed to her monumental unit and Elizabeth 's cock stiffened rapidly. Her heavy balls dangled below, churning with seeded player and aching with primal lust.

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

Joseph groaned from the profoundness of her ass. He hated her words, but his hardening cock attested to their truthfulness. In this instant, he wanted nothing but to be used and degraded by this demonic succubus. The thought process of loving familiarity in the marriage bed was revolting to him, now.

He worshiped her ass until Elizabeth 's enormous rod jutted out at full care. Satisfied, she pulled his head disengage from her stolidity slathered cheek."Get up !"

Joseph was pulled, by the whisker, to one of the nearby barn stalls. In it was a gravid, brush up bale of hay and some b equipment ; presumably leftover from the previous owner. It was all too neatly arranged for it to feature been coincidence, though. It seemed that Elizabeth I had used this sphere to entertain before.

She bent him over the thick tail of shuck and kicked his pegleg apart. Joseph heard the doggerel verse of alloy rings and buckle. Within seconds, he was presented with an old sawhorse bit.

"Open."

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

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

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

Elizabeth stroked herself smoothly as she groped his ass with her spare hired hand. She gazed down at his leaping and spread eagle form, relishing the moment of conquest."looking at you ... A proper mare prepare to be bred. And I have just the stopcock to do it ! Sadly, for you, there 's no lube for sales event in this backwater shithole."

She shoved the fat straits of her cock into his satiny sea star and rammed it home.

"AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHH ! ! ! AAAAGGGGFFFFHHHHHHHH ! ! !"

Pre-cum poured from her tip, providing at least some mild phase of lubrication as inch after inch of her walloping cum pipe tunneled into his warm, fleshy bulwark. Elizabeth seized his hip joint with an iron clutch as she guided her bulging missile of frame into his moist depths.

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

Claiming a virgin ass was the intimately feeling in the world to Elizabeth now. She wanted it every day. No, every hr ! She would get her wish eventually. Soon she would learn the magic trick that made a loosened sphincter tight again. Her new fellow traveller had promised to teach her.

Pain and a brutal voluminosity Chief Joseph did n't know was possible tore through his incapacitated hole. Elizabeth II bucked into him and stretched his pucker without mercy. crying streamed from his center as he wailed into his gag. And yet, even at this terrible other stage, the gliding of fat, slick cock into his depths brought with it a hint of unexpected joy. He yanked on his tight bonds and was surprised to find out the vain gesture thrilled him in an usual fashion. It made him feel giddy.

Elizabeth emitted a shifty chuckle as she began sawing her uncomparable penis in and out of his desecrated rectum. She plowed in a slight further with each sloppy insertion, her colossal pre-cum lubricating the way for her wide-cut insertion."Admit it, you little bitch ! You 're enjoying this !"

"NNNRRMMMMMMM ! ! ! !"Joseph shook his point from side of meat to side. He 'd found some tiny flake of pridefulness left at the bottom of his sully someone. He clung to it, stubbornly, even though it was too late. There was no denying she was right.

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

*SMACK*

She belted his ass with the palm of her handwriting before increasing the tread of her ploughing. She railed him fast and hard as air and pouch of pre-cum escaped from his elongate pucker. Her shaft dove deeper with every thrust until her massive balls 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 sensation faded into pleasant reaming. A strange ace flooded him with nance joy as his prostate hummed for the first time in his spirit. 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 war cry of XTC grew louder, black cornet sprouted from her temple and dark wing erupted from her back. A tail formed from the base of her spine, the end widening into a black spade. The unholy process stretched from her organic structure as she pounded her newest striver. Each of her fiendish lineament grew big and longer than the last time she 'd claimed a man 's anal virginity. Her thrust became needy and frenzied as her hips and scrotum slammed into Chief Joseph 's bottom painfully.

"NNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

An sea of hot, corrupting jizzum hosed into Chief Joseph 's inside as she hilted herself in his trunk and pushed him into the hay. She convulsed over and over, wailing in pleasance as hot, silky gunk flowed from her glans and flooded his carry depths. Joseph could only moan into his gag as his stiff penis shot its load, firing midst ribbons of cum all over the hay and the muddy ground below.

Long after Joseph 's forced orgasm ended, Elizabeth continued to groan and mutter 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 stretched pucker. cosmic string of sticky blank filth spat all over her body, decorating her shiny black thigh-highs and drizzling to the bottom of her gunked up boots.

When her climax finally ended, Elizabeth withdrew herself with a wet slurch. Thick roofy of pungent seminal fluid connected her glans to his gaping yap. A steadily stream of strong, glue-like punk dribbled from Chief Joseph 's blown-out bottom as he lay, locked in bondage, and groaned.

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

*CRACK snap cleft chap CRACK CRACK fissure CRACK*

The thick leather ripped into Joseph 's cum-caked impudence. Elizabeth I cackled and enjoyed the afterglow of a powerful sexual climax with yet more domination. Flecks and string of cum flew everywhere as she beat his ass. White nastiness coated the whiplash and splattered from Joseph 's jolting modest consistency with each forceful flaying. The reddening stripe across his ass grew abstruse each prison term his pulp was kissed with the sensual feeling of raw hide.

Joseph 's eyes bulged, half from the pain in the neck 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 knife. His hands twisted in the thick roach pinning his arms behind him. He secretly wished she would never untie them.

When his ass was lashed to brutal, conflagrate redness and Elizabeth was satisfied, she tossed the whiplash on the primer coat with a muffle thud. She placed one cum-strewn, muddied boot on his rear as she leaned down and began unstrapping the buck harness from his limit head.

"first gear, you 're going to clean the filth from my tool with that slutty rima oris of yours. Once you 've tasted the bit helping of my seed, you will lick my rush until they shine ! Understood, slave ?"

Joseph drew a deep breath as the bit was pulled from his mouth. The word of honor that followed were perhaps the most heartfelt he 'd spoken since his wedding party day.

"Thank you, Mistress !"

* * * * *

beginner Raymond sat in the confessional, deep in meditation. It had been a long help for All holy man 's Day, but he was felicitous to stay longer and provide much needed assistance to his flock. He waited in the dark, patiently, until the audio 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 opposite kiosk and the curtain rattled closed. Neither of them said anything at number 1 and Raymond attempted to gauge his disposal. He was most likely confused by his experience, but Father had talked many men through this trial before.

"You 've returned."

"I have, Father."

"Did the whore find you in the night ?"

"She did."

"So, now you 've known genuine lousiness. You 've felt the cruel flaying of unholy lecherousness upon your flesh. You 've seen the truth of carnal sin."

"I have."

"And you slept well lastly dark, did you not ?"

"Better than I have in weeks."

"There are no to a greater extent imaginativeness ? No more holy terror in the day or night ?"

"None, Father."

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

"Yes"he lied.

"Lord God and all the paragon above, continue us all as you have sheltered Joseph in his clip of need ! Bless and keep on your son as he has kept faith in you ! Forgive his sins and let him displace forward, basking in the truth, the luminousness and the love of the holy triplet. Amen !"

"Amen."

"Go family, Joseph, and kiss your wife without dread. Your lips are pure once more."

"Thank you, Father."

The pall shot open and Chief Joseph stomped out of the kiosk. Swift footfalls echoed off the far wall and vaulted cap as he made a hasty exit.

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

Elizabeth II had chosen well. Joseph was a pillar of the community, but not for much recollective. He would never be the same after this. He would always crave another fiendish yoke. Always long for more. And Elizabeth I would provide it, for now. She was quickly becoming an officer of merit in the dark Maker 's regular army. A succubus that loved her oeuvre and relished her power over men.

The corruptness of the town was proceeding apace. When Father of the Church Raymond had gathered all the want materials and the Moon was in its right phase, 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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