The Devil's Pact Side-Story: Violet's Reunion
Date: 10/5/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Domination / Submission, Lesbian, Incest, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Author: mypenname3000, Source: sexstories.com
The Devil's Pact by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 The Devil's Pact Side-Story: Violet's Reunion Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. Notes: This takes place during Chapter 52. Tuesday, November 26th, 2015 – Cindy Mayflower – The Mansion, South Hill <p>Things were hectic in the mansion. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry, carrying documents and plans to and from the Matmown in the basement where my Lord and Lady had been ensconced since they had woken up. They were planning the invasion of England. The Legion would need a toehold on the island nation to launch the offensive into the Western Europe and defeat the demon Astarte. I was also stressed, and I only had my wedding to plan. The happy day where Violet and would be joined was only a week away. It seemed almost selfish to be planning such a happy occasion while most of the world were under the oppression of the demons, but you had to keep living even if the world seemed to be ending. Life was precious. So many of those that lived in the mansion had died the last year, most of them were bodyguards. But two maids were killed when demons slipped behind the lines last February in the campaign against Chemosh in South America. “Cindy,” Marcy, a maid with saucy, blue eyes said, running down the hall. “There's a Deidre Matheson asking to see you.” I froze. “Me?” She nodded. I swallowed, and wondered what my future mother-in-law was doing here. As far as I knew, she hadn't made the effort to see Violet since Mark had first ... claimed Violet as his slut over two years ago. “What does that bitch want?” I demanded. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Violet Matheson “No, they have to look like this!” I snapped at Tomoyo, and the Japanese maid gave a start at my sudden outburst. I pushed her to the side and arranged all the beautiful plates, cups, and utensils just right. “Like this.” “Sorry, miss,” quailed Tomoyo. Lillian snickered. “What bee's crawled up your cunt, Violet?” I froze, then blushed. “Oh, Gods, I'm sorry, Tomoyo. I didn't mean to snap. I can't believe it, I'm turning into bridezilla.” “A bit,” Lillian said, holding her fingers apart. She sat on one of the tables, naked, her black hair done up in pigtails like me, but her hair was pure black. She had stopped highlighting her hair with blue and purple streaks after Lucifer's light beams had dissolved one of her pigtails while she cowered on the ground. A half-inch closer and she'd be hanging out with Chasity and the other ghosts in Hell. That had been the scariest day of my life. But Master and Mistress had proven just how amazing they were by outwitting the greatest demon alive—Lucifer. The very entity they had made their Pact with. Of course, we weren't supposed to talk about their Pact, but all the sluts knew the truth. April's Gospel sanitized any mention of the truth behind Master's and Mistress's abilities. Not even Cindy knew. She would though. Once we were married, she'd become a the newest slut, elevated to that august position, and privy to ...