Satan Eve taste of Adam s Apple the FORBIDDEN FRUIT
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Got inspiration to write this from a friends profile and content ( http://xhamster.com/user/pornperve666 ). Satan is a strong figure for many of us whether its love or hate....worship or revulsion. This story is just a fictional story of a young sissyboi who worships Satan.Billy had always been different from the other boys his age. At 16 he had never been into sports or chasing after girls, he had always been a shy and reclusive boy. This had been due to his timid nature many assumed but the...
SynopsisFor those with ‘the gift of seeing’, the mirror takes them into a dark satanic world of pain and sex. Dianne finds she has that gift. For the background to this story read Satanic Mirror-Its Acquisition. This time she is caned for committing adultery and trained to become a pleasure lady.Satanic Mirror: Punishment for Adulteryby obohoboWarningsThe text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC. Spanking, If you are underage or offended by...
SynopsisFor those with ‘the gift of seeing’, the mirror takes them into a dark satanic world of pain and sex. Dianne finds she has that gift. For the background to this story read Satanic Mirror-Its Acquisition. In this episode she is caught shoplifting a vibrator and subjected to the rigorous Comaran punishment regime.Satanic Mirror: Comara Thiefby obohoboWarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC. Punishment If you...
Synopsis: For those with ‘the gift of seeing’, the mirror takes them into a dark, satanic world of pain and sex. Dianne finds she has that gift.Satanic Mirror: Its Acquisitionby obohoboWarningsPlease take note!The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly written for adults only. MF NC. Spanking If you are underage or offended by such material, or if viewing this file is illegal in your locality, then leave, close or delete this file-story now. This is a work of fiction, any...
Introduction: This story is set in present day, and it meant to be completely fictional (im a wiccna myself, please be gentle with my critisim… ITS MY FIRST STORY! ???? )) The morning sun shone in through my window as I lay on my homely little twin bed. I ran my fingers through my long dark hair wondering what time is was exactly. My name is Sasha. I am 18 years old and I live in a peaceful village at the base of a large group of mountains. My family is large and very religious in the Christian...
“Ok, who’s next?” Lucifer shifted on his throne, shifting his long red tail to one side, and looked at the list of names on the fireproof piece of paper on the desk in front of him. “Colin, your Satanic Majesty,” said Mephistopheles, handing Lucifer a slim file. “Fallen Angel, Second Class.” “Ah, another one looking to earn his horns, it appears,” observed the Lord of Ultimate Evil, flicking through the papers. “Very good, show him in.” Mephistopheles opened the door, and a small devil...
Cheating“Ok, who’s next?” Lucifer shifted on his throne, shifting his long red tail to one side, and looked at the list of names on the fireproof piece of paper on the desk in front of him. “Colin, your Satanic Majesty,” said Mephistopheles, handing Lucifer a slim file. “Fallen Angel, Second Class.” “Ah, another one looking to earn his horns, it appears,” observed the Lord of Ultimate Evil, flicking through the papers. “Very good, show him in.” Mephistopheles opened the door, and a small devil...
Satan's Cellar by obohobo Warnings Please take note! The text in this story contains erotic material and is expressly writtenfor adults only. MF NC If you are underage or offended by such material -or- if viewing this fileis illegal in your locality, then leave, close or delete this file-story now. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to persons living, dead or otherwiseis purely coincidental, etc. Copyright 2005 Chapter 1. Judy '… and I walked painfully home with my poor bottom on...
You’ve lost everything. Your girlfriend, your job, even your house. You had nothing to live for, so maybe that's why when you were driving across a bridge, you swerved hard to the right and drove straight off. The saddest thing is you didn't regret the action for a minute. You died instantly, only you didn't. You woke up in a place you had only imagined in your dreams. "Welcome." Boomed a voice. "You're dead, but I have so much more planned for you." "Where am I? Am I in Hell?" You cry out. You...
Mind ControlHello! Welcome to the waiting room for the World of Fucknowswhat. Now, this is my very first story so I apologise for any inconsistences, (I will do my best to rectify as immediately as possible) spelling errors, (I'm an idiot mostly) and any other flaws within said story, that being said, I hope you can enjoy regardless! Now, onto the good stuff, I shall act as a narrator from now on, I won't be around all too often, I will just act as more of a recapping ethereal figure, now, the World of...
FantasyCharlie and his devil father walked slowly through the neighborhood streets. The boy was all ears as Satan boasted of being all powerful, albeit vague at times. Charlie had once asked about his relationship with his mother, but Satan dismissed it as unimportant. Satan said that when she was with him, she was a hot-blooded, oversexed woman. Seeing the doubt in Charlie's face, he reminded the confused boy that he had witnessed it firsthand a short while before in their living room. "But who...
Satan's Hand by Paul G Jutras It was a hot steamy evening in New Orleans. John Orson was a 21 year old transsexual who stood nervously in a bar with a drink in his hand. His nail-painted hand fiddled with his yellow sun dress. He watched as couples would make their way downstairs and return. A dark skinned, dark haired woman approached him with a big smile on her face. She took John by the arm and led him to the stairs. "This your first time?" The woman giggled as they headed down...
Time has little meaning in Heaven and Hell. On Earth we count minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, centuries, millenniums... "Just a second" and "a New York minute" have become common expressions in everyday life. We even measure distance with time. "How far is it to work?" can get a valid answer of "Thirty-five minutes." And we measure distance in the universe in light years, a concept unfathomable to most people. But even the mind boggling light years has no comparison to...
Charlie took little steps as he tentatively entered the bank and scanned the room, his fingers clutching the pillowcase tucked under his arm, his hands sweating inside the elastic surgical gloves. There were two employees at their desks plus tellers -- no security guard. His eyes darted from person to person as he walked to the far corner. He was sure they knew what he was up to and watching him. But no one even raised their head as his sneakers squeaked on the tiled floor. Standing outside...
The response TOMORROW This part is true. I asked what time and the response 12. I then asked if it was pm or am and I got AM. I asked if I could leave a note for my family to let them know since this has been a fantasy I had since I was a kid. The response I got was NO. I asked how many has been swallowed in the devils ass. MANY So I asked if I was going to be the only one. NO This was at 2am so I went to bed. I got back on the board at 945am and wanted to see if this was real....
The city is a good place to start looking for a new bitch. I walk across the street and look around, I’m not in the mood for a young girl, right now I’m looking for something a bit more exotic, off course I could just write it in the book and she or he would appear but that’s not how I want things to work. I want someone to break, someone who might be defiant and have flaws and those people are easy to find. I walk passed a woman and I know she’s the one. She’s tall, black hair, nice tits not...
I turn to my father with the first knife and straddles his chest. “What are you going to do?” My father asks seeing me twirl the knife between my finger. “Well like I said, I don’t like your voice anymore so I’m going to make you lose it.” I state. Suddenly I remember this thing will involve blood and get back off him, pick up the gloves pull them over my hands and jump back on him. “This is going to be fun, dad, just some bonding.” I say with probably the biggest grin ever on my face. I grab...
It doesn’t last long though, since my mom comes back in the living room, her pussy smoothly shaven. I turn off the TV push Sandra away from my cock and get up. I walk over to mom and shove 3 fingers in her pussy at once to feel is she’s wet. “Alright mom, dad’s gonna be home any time soon when he does I want you to take him to your room, get him naked, tie him up and come get me, understood?” I command my mother. “Yes my dearest son, will you fuck me then?” She asks. “Perhaps.” I react and...
I slam into the guy with great force, he falls down and I manage to stay up. He’s old, I estimate about 60, gray hair, a small beard, black suit and tie, can and a briefcase, the last 2 are on the ground next to him. “I’m sorry sir.” I apologize and help him up. I hand him his cane and note the knob on it, it’s in the shape of a demons head. “No problem son, say you look like a fine guy.” He says. “Thank you sir, but I should really get going, I need to get home.” I say, the old geezer is...
"... Yes Mom... yes Mom, of course I will. I love you too. Give Dad my love. Yes, Mom, I'll let you know just as soon as I hear anything. Love you, Bye." Mioki Tanaka smiled gently as she replaced the receiver in its cradle. Her Mother was, of course, concerned that Mioki had yet to find a regular job. Since moving to San Francisco she had worked as a waitress and part time secretary to support herself while in art school, but even with the financial help from her parents, expenses were...
"Hi, I'm Cathy Winslow. You placed the ad about wanting a roommate?" "Yes, yes please come in," replied Mioki opening the door for the attractive blonde. "I hope you haven't gotten someone already." "No, as a matter of fact there have been three others who have called, but you're the first to actually come by." They sat in the small living area and chatted. Each had a good feeling about the other from the beginning, but it was the blonde who seemed smitten with the dark haired...
Mioki hurried to class. She smiled to think that not only would a great deal of financial burden be taken from her now that Cathy was moving in, but the young blonde seemed not only the kind of girl who would make a good roommate, but a close friend as well. They had hit it off so well and had so much in common. So, with that problem taken care of, she walked into class and quietly took her seat noting that Dr. Jenkins, her instructor was nowhere to be seen, but rather, a stranger now stood...
"Come in," smiled Darius extending his hand to the young blonde as the two women entered the old Victorian mansion. "You must be Cathy." His touch was electrifying and Mioki almost giggled to see her friend's reaction. Cathy was as instantly infatuated with the painter as Mioki had been during her first encounter with Darius. They sat in a drawing room where he offered them wine. They talked cordially for a few minutes, both women hanging on his every word as he described his life as a...
Mioki could think of nothing else the next day except the man who had become the focal point of her world. When Cathy had suggested that she again accompany Mioki to the painter"s home, Mioki had dismissed the idea. She had assured the disappointed Blonde that she felt at ease and no longer needed a companion for safety. Perhaps closer to the truth was the fact that Mioki now wanted to be alone with the handsome artist who she still found a bit frightening, but also so experienced and...
The next morning found Mioki anxiously waiting at her easel, not because of her desire to paint -- art had suddenly become secondary in her mind -- but rather because her heart ached to once again see the man who now meant so much -- everything -- to her. She smiled as he walked in, hoping to catch his eye, but he quickly took account that all students were present without even glancing at her. "A small problem has arisen, our model, is out sick today..." He turned and looked directly at...
Despite spending the day telling herself that Darius's request was simply too outrageous, too demeaning, that she could not even seriously consider it, Mioki found herself, disbelievingly, slipping her most provocative lingerie into a small bag and hailing a taxi as the clock approached eight-thirty. "You sure this is the address?" asked the cabby. "that's not a part of town a nice young girl like you wants to be in, and the Three Nutted Squirrel has a pretty shady reputation." She...
The next morning they both slept late. Mioki's carnal education had lasted until close to sunrise. After calling Cathy and receiving the usual trepidation and warnings, Mioki had retuned to bed and her lover. Darius, even though in human form, possessed the intimate and even secret knowledge from the beginnings of time of how to pleasure a woman, secrets which would make the Kama Sutra look like Dr. Seuss. He had introduced his pupil to an astounding array of positions, techniques and...
"Shouldn't we be getting up?" she asked, "We have class in an hour and a half." "Not just yet," he answered, "Actually I called and canceled class today, just so we could spend some more time together. Would you like some breakfast?" "Only if I can have dessert first," she responded, rolling over on top of him and burying him inside her. "For you my delicious little slut," -- he noticed the term didn't even bother her -- "I will gladly provide not only dessert, but the...
Much later that night, Mioki rested easily in the arms of her lover as they lay in bed. "And what did you learn tonight?" he asked. She was a bit reluctant to discuss her evening's adventure, but she realized her embarrassment was foolish, especially with Darius, and so began. "My lesson was obviously humiliation. When I got to the address, it was an old deserted house. I went in and found a message and a blindfold lying on the table. The note just said "Put on the blindfold and...
And so the lessons continued. The following night Mioki experienced triple penetration for the first time at the hands of three muscular young men. Although no match for the length and breadth of Darius, each was still well endowed and gave the young woman a reaming she would not soon forget. And again, after the men had filled her body with simultaneous ejaculations for the fourth time and Mioki had experienced multiple orgasm after multiple orgasm, she begged the exhausted men for...
The following night Mioki learned seduction. She was sent to the home of a beautiful woman with a taste for young women. Twenty-five years her senior, wealthy and with a suavity, magnetism and sensuality which was overwhelming, Claudia had vast experience at the art of seducing even those, at first, unwilling and so Mioki posed little challenge. Even though she had become quite sexually experienced, the young woman of Asian decent's naivete played right into Claudia's hands and before the...
"Mioki, are you all right? I've been so worried about you," cried Cathy hugging her friend and roommate at the door. "I'm fine Cathy and I want to apologize for staying away so long." "The last few days have been interminable. Even though you called, I was still so worried. Darius is quite handsome and obviously talented, but when you suddenly agreed to stay with him for almost a week..." "He is a passionate man," remarked Mioki, "in bed and with his art." Cathy reddened and...
The two naked bodies lay entwined on the couch some two hours later. Cathy, like a small child, lay suckling Mioki's nipple as her seductress ran her hand slowly through the blonde's hair. "I love being with you, Mioki," whispered Cathy "Of course and you're a beautiful and desirable woman yourself." "No, I mean I LOVE you. I want to be with you... forever." "Isn't it a bit soon..." started Mioki, letting the other woman interrupt just as she knew she would. "It isn't too...
A week later, Darius and Mioki lay together in his bed, their naked bodies resting after an especially vigorous round of copulating. "How did you know?" asked Mioki. "Know... ?" "Know that Cathy could be seduced and enslaved so easily. She follows me around now like a puppy, just waiting to do favors for me." "Cathy is no different from most women. Few could resist you Mioki. You are a captivating and irresistible woman." "Very flattering, but how did you know her surrender...
It was almost eleven-thirty when Darius and Mioki reentered the house to see the dog riding the young woman mercilessly, her whimpers those of a woman, her spirit broken. Draped across a low stool, her arms and legs had earlier been chained. That was no longer necessary, however, as much like a horse broken to saddle, the young woman was now accepting her fate without resisting. She grunted as the Labrador thrusted especially vigorously, but made no attempt to scream, her gag no longer in...
As the luxury car pulled into the driveway, bringing them home from a nightcap at a small but posh restaurant, Darius looked over at his companion. "You've been rather pensive tonight." "I just can't get that image out of my head -- Cathy with those tears rolling down her cheeks." "Mioki, you sold her. You didn't have to. You could have kept her for yourself or simply turned her loose, but you didn't. You negotiated well with Al Fah Karim, getting a far better price than I ever...
Mioki was delighted that Darius had agreed to their being married in her Wyoming home town. They were winging their way there now to spend the weekend with her parents and brother, she already having called them to break the news. They had both agreed to a small, private wedding, only her family and a couple of her closest friends to be in attendance. Darius had informed her he had no family but had endeared her by asking if her brother Tachi would stand as his best man. Mioki looked out of...
The next morning Mioki's father invited the prospective bride and groom for a horse ride to show Darius the ranch. Tachi also asked to join them. Mioki thought with an inward smile that Darius was probably right about her brother. She had caught him twice sneaking peeks at her when he thought she didn't know and although he had quickly averted his eyes when she had turned to face him, she was aware of his somewhat more than brotherly interest. Since he was already somewhat inclined in that...
That evening Mioki was delighted to hear her father suggest that he, Darius and Tachi drive into town for drinks at the local pub so he could introduce his soon to be son-in-law to his friends. "Now don't wait up. We've got some serious drinking to do," laughed her father as the three got into the family pick-up truck and drove off. Mioki and her mother finished the dishes went into the living room to relax and chat. Her mother although almost forty-two, was still quite fit and...
That night, Darius reminded Mioki that she still had one challenge to meet. Mioki tried to beg off, but her lover was insistent and so, it was with severe feelings of trepidation that Mioki finally fell into a troubled sleep. The next afternoon, Tachi indicated that he would be going into town for supplies. Nikita said she also needed some things and would accompany him, so Darius, providing Mioki the opportunity to be alone with her father, asked if he might also come along. They willingly...
Mioki was heartened the next morning at breakfast to see her father walk up behind Nikita, put his arms around her and kiss her on the neck. She turned, they embraced and a lingering kiss ensued. "I had the most wonderful dream last night," said Kishi. "Oh really," replied Nikita playfully, "I hope she was good!" "She was! She was very good! The best!" he responded letting his hands roam a bit. "Kishi! What will our daughter think?" smiled Nikita, glancing over at Mioki who...
Having caught some sleep on the plane, the honeymooners were not as jet lagged as they expected and so, upon their arrival at their luxury beach front hotel, donned their swimsuits and spent the afternoon soaking up sun and resting. Darius excused himself for over an hour, saying he needed to make arrangements for Mioki's wedding gift. "Going to eat a few dozen oysters?" she giggled as he got up to leave. "Not exactly, but I think you will find what I have in mind just as effective,"...
In the next few weeks Mioki found herself engaging in one sexual odyssey after another. While on the beach one afternoon, Darius had her disrobe and entice no less than three men into making love to her at once. The stares of passersby were mortifying enough, but when a small crowd gathered to watch and even urge on the participants, she wanted to melt into the sand, to disappear, yet she not only continued, but intensified her efforts to please the leering man who was her husband. The...
The next morning Mioki watched, saddened and remorseful, as she saw the young wife, Marie, enter a waiting taxi and drive off as Jacques pleaded unsuccessfully with her to stay. In the days which followed, Darius's demands grew in audacity and depravity, but Mioki never faltered, never failed to please him no matter how outrageous the request. One night at dinner, Mioki sat toying with her food. "Deep in thought?" asked her husband. "I was just wondering about Cathy. You said she would...
To her credit, while Cathy's will to resist had been broken in a little less than three hours, it took Mioki's masters almost two days. Upon arrival at the old castle, she had been introduced to her third owner, an attractive woman in her mid forties, Mistress Tanya, who immediately put whip to flesh and continued for well over an hour. The three took turns with her and were especially vicious when Mioki cried out for Darius. They assured her she would never see him again and the sooner she...
Mioki knew there was every possibility she would not survive. Darius had told her the woman at the night club had bled to death. The horse her masters had chosen was not one of the largest breeds, but its shaft was still twice as large as even Darius's. "Mistress, may the lowly cunt speak?" "What is it?" asked Tanya. "Is Darius willing to buy back the lowly cunt?" "Perhaps, but all that matters nought if you don't take that cock," answered Tanya. But the "perhaps" was all...
"You are a very lucky woman," said the doctor standing beside her hospital bed with Darius, " If the... penetration had gone any farther, we would have lost you and the baby." "Baby?" cried Mioki. "I'm sorry. You didn't know? You are four to five weeks pregnant." "Do you know... ?" "It's a girl," responded the doctor, anticipating her question. Mioki looked to Darius who smiled broadly. "Looks like I'm going to be a daddy," he laughed, using his demonic power for only...
As Darius and Mioki entered the spacious living room where the party was in progress, conversations died and heads turned. Over forty sets of eyes looked with erotic delight as Darius led his slave wife to the center of the room. Around her neck was a collar similar to that her masters had used to train her. Attached to that was a long leash, Darius holding the other end. But what commanded the attention of everyone present was the fact that Mioki wore nothing else. The attractive woman stood...
As the weeks turned into months, Mioki's despair deepened. The child in her womb was healthy and Darius saw that she ate well and exercised and he accompanied her for her periodic check-ups, but there was hardly an evening that went by that Mioki was not commanded to perform sexual favors for complete strangers, often in large numbers. "Your belly is beginning to swell," commented Darius one morning as the nude woman -- she was never allowed to wear clothes except when they went out, and...
The young girl was naked, tied face down across a padded rail similar to that which had been used to break Mioki. She was crying uncontrollably, the lovely face and body filled with fright. Darius had just given her her first taste of the whip, a few lashes which had stung and shocked but were only a mild prelude to what would follow. Mioki stood, her eyes transfixed on the girl's nest and anus. She was a virgin and her bush was only now beginning to appear, a golden triangular haze barely...
Over the next few weeks there was a significant change in the relationship between Darius and Tiana. Not only were they sleeping together every night (Mioki spent the nights on a rug on the floor at the foot of their bed where she was forced to listen in silence to the ecstasy taking place only a few feet away), but Darius also no longer used the deprecating nickname he had given her and allowed Tiana to drop it as well when she referred to herself. In the last few days Tiana had begun...
The next few days were insufferable for Mioki. Tiana not only taunted and whipped her unmercifully, but Mioki's sexual services were again called upon. Mioki was ordered by her new mistress to crouch naked on all fours, head lowered, on a small table next to the hors d'oeuvres at a party being hosted by a wealthy couple for their friends with "unique" tastes. With her rear elevated the men felt free to avail themselves of her anus throughout the night while the women found pleasure from...
In the days which followed Tiana was away much of the time. In her absence Darius administered Mioki's discipline although his whippings were not nearly as severe as his bedmate's. He was putting the whip away when Mioki dared ask. "What will happen to our child?" "Not OUR daughter, Mioki, MY child. I shall raise her in a life of luxury..." "And decadence!" Mioki dared to interrupt. "She will have what she wants and anything else, she will learn to take! She will not be weak like...
"Mioki!" smiled the swarthy Arab," how nice to see you again." "Mr. Karim," smiled Mioki in what she hoped would be a coy and confident manner. It was difficult to maintain such composure, however, when you are standing completely naked. Mioki had begged Tiana to be allowed to wear something, anything, but her Mistress had been adamant. The Sheik's son had requested a private meeting with the pregnant slave. While Tiana disapproved, she had, at Darius's urging, allowed the meeting to...
"Six hundred thousand," bargained Tiana, holding the leash of the otherwise naked woman. "Brunettes are not so unusual in my country. I will give you four hundred thousand," countered Al Fah. Mioki stood mutely in the corner of the room. The three naked, blindfolded women had been brought in by Darius, each with a collar around her neck and a leash attached. The Arab's manservant stood stoically to the side as the Sheik's son inspected his merchandise. "Five hundred thousand," said...
The room was cast in semi darkness. Darius had carried the unconscious woman to an upstairs bedroom where she now lay drenched in sweat as the labor was going badly. "Maybe we should call a doctor," said Tiana, empathizing with Mioki's agony despite herself. "No need," stated Darius, the sow won't survive the birth. It's the baby I want and it's the baby I shall have! Leave us!" "But..." Tiana started to object. "I said leave us!" Darius growled in a voice she had never heard...
I barely had time to arrive at Mulligan’s when I noticed that the bar was packed pretty heavily for a post-pandemic night. Damn, word got around already, didn’t it, that coronavirus was history! No doubt, the doctors would be shaking their heads and yanking out their hair to learn what was up. So would the scientists, of course. Immunologists in particular. I grabbed the fountain pen and wrote down that, “All of the women are easy sluts tonight and the men are all horndogs. All of them will...
As was always the case the day following the recurring nightmare, Mary was depressed and tense. What happened so long ago still weighed heavily on her mind. She'd almost forget, but then she'd have the vivid dream and it would all come back -- in every minute detail. She was doomed to never forget. "I guess it's my penitence," she'd tell herself. The ringing doorbell startled Mary. She stared at the TV -- it was a different show than the one she had been watching. Shaking her head she...