All the women in my family are witches, dating back to The Salem Witch Trials. My great aunt Genie was even thought to be burned at the stake and delivered to Satan himself during those times. When she showed up to the Samhain festival a few years later, the coven was completely stunned.
“Genie dear, we thought you’d be tanning in Hell by now. How ever did you make it out alive?” The leader of our coven at the time was Genie’s mother, Henrietta. She wasn’t too concerned with the well being of her children. Her rituals and sacrifices kept them safe… except for the trouble they got themselves into.
“You know me, mother. Always getting away, seemingly unscathed.”
“What were you doing that got you caught, anyway? Trying to steal the local’s children again?” The coven began to snicker, quickly turning to outbursts of laughter.
“Now, you know I was only trying that as a fill-in for lamb’s blood in my youth spell. I happen to hear somewhere that it worked better and for longer. But, no. This time, I was attempting to unleash a plague on those insufferable people. One of my neighbors saw me speaking with a crow and, I’m sure you can guess the rest.” Henrietta spun around in shock.
“And who’s crow were you speaking with?” Genie returned the leader’s shock with a sneer.
“His crow, of course. Oh yes, did I forget to mention? I sold off the lot of your first born daughters, future generations as well, to The Devil for my old life back.” Her eyes were black, no remorse to be found. She’d been outcasted and tormented by her own coven long enough.
“You wicked brat!! How could you do something like this? You’ve betrayed your own family, your blood!” The coven began an uproar of slanders toward Genie, grabbing their children and leaving the festival to find a solution. As time passed, even Henrietta was at a loss for loopholes. The entire coven came to the first Taking, watching in rage and heart break as the first daughter was seduced and manipulated by her new master.
As the first born daughter for this year’s Taking, I can feel his presence upon me. He comes to me in my dreams, stripping me naked and using every part of my body. The dreams feel as though they start when my eyes shut and end when they open. I feel his hands and tongue between my thighs even as I walk, forcing inappropriate moments of ecstasy that build inside my body until they demand release. What will he do to me during the ceremony?
I stand in front of my mirror, swirling my black dress as I turn from side to side. The dress is incredibly revealing, hardly covering my breasts and falling just below my ass. The back of the dress ends at the dimples on my back, keeping me from wearing a bra or panties underneath. As the time approaches, I feel heat between my legs and something pinching my nipples. The sensation intensifies as I’m forced to the ground, my legs parted fiercely.
I lean back, allowing him to have me. I can feel a forked tongue slither across my clit, sending bursts of fire into my stomach. Even though I hate the idea of being someone’s property, my arousal leaks out of me thinking about the ways he’ll remind me that I’m his. I moan over the sounds of the coven outside as scratch marks form across my thighs and ass. Suddenly, Aunt Genie walks through the door and I shove my skirt down in embarrassment.
“Don’t be embarrassed, I know what his Darkness likes to do before these things. Trust me, you’re going to have the time of your life in Hell. Just relax up there and give yourself fully to him.” Her eyes were still black and yet filled with sparkles when she said her last statement. Nerves began to fill me again as I thought about Lucifer spreading my legs for the whole coven to see.
“It’s time, come on child.” Genie held her hand out and I took it, rising to my feet and walking out of the tent. A bed of hay was made on a stage with candles lighting every corner. Some men in the audience looked at me as though they were looking forward to the show. I kept my eyes ahead, passing my family without a word. I’m no longer theirs anyway, I thought.
“Ok, now lay down and wait. Our Lord will be here soon to claim you. Remember, have fun!” She gave me 2 thumbs up with an excited smile before running down to the crowd. I look up into the sky, hoping he’s gentle for the first time.
Suddenly, a cloud of smoke appears around me and the stage as a figure makes its way towards me. As it gets closer, I’m able to make out broad shoulders, long, curly hair that’s slicked to the back with horns coming out of the top of its head. I see a loin cloth draped around its waist and hooves at the end of each leg. My body tenses, fearing what will happen next. As the figure is right above me, I feel lips press against mine and a hand find its way between my legs. The cloud of smoke dissipates and the figure is now on top of me, looking at me with blood red eyes.
“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, child. You can call me master from now on.” He said this to me as he slid each finger in me one at a time. The slickness of my entrance quickly became a mess as he used what was on his fingers to circle my clit. He used his other hand to pull the small fabric from my chest, my breasts falling out. At this, he smiled and leaned his head down to take my nipple in his mouth. He continued to finger me and caress my nipple with his tongue until the sensations were too much. I cried out as my body began to convulse. The warmth from his fingers ran all across my body as I experienced my first orgasm.
“Oh, a good girl, indeed. Your cum face has to be one of my favorites. I love how your eyes roll in the back of your head.” He took the tip of his penis and ran it along my sensitive slit, forcing my body to twitch each time he touched my clit. He bent on his knees and took both my legs in his hands, spreading my them far enough that my entrance was visible to everyone. The Devil shifted so the crowd could see and ran his middle finger over the hole to show how I react to being touched there. The men in the audience watched as my pussy opened and closed with each touch.
“You know, you have a lovely cunt. Hopefully, it feels better than your mouth.” At that, he pushed my arms to my side and climbed up so he was straddling my chest. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand and held his dick steady with the other. “Open your mouth for your new master”, I did so slightly and felt him force his way in, thrusting into my throat. The more I opened my mouth, the faster he would go as he watched me take it with a pained look on my face. He stopped and pulled it out of my mouth and said, “I can’t wait to see you on your knees begging to suck me off when we get home.”
He called all the men on stage that wanted to watch up close as he turned me around to my stomach and made me get on all fours. A hand full of men stood at my sides now, grabbing at my breasts as The Devil spread me open. Before he plunged into me, I felt a hard slap on my ass that made me squeeze my insides. The Devil slammed into me then, breaking my wall and forcing me to cry out in pain. Before long, the pain subsided and all I could feel was total bliss as he rocked in and out of me. The men were at the back end now, just watching as The Devil plowed inside me. My moans grew louder as he hit the perfect spot over and over. Another slap came down hard on my ass as my pussy clenched and fireworks went off in my eyes.
“Keep your back arched, now!” Satan pulled at my hips and pushed down on my lower back and I regained sense. He pulled his dick out all the way and then slammed it right back into me, putting a thumb inside my asshole. This surprised me, making me move forward out of instinct to avoid the intrusion. “No, no you’re not getting away that easy.” He pulled himself out of my pussy and spit on my asshole before pushing himself into it. Shock ran through me as I struggled to obey his command. Deeper and deeper he pushed, using my ass for his own enjoyment. Another smack came down hard on my cheek as Satan thrust in me another time, shooting strings of cum inside. As he pulled out, I collapsed on the hay bed, feeling used and swollen, knowing this would be the rest of my life.
“That was perfect, usually you girls try to fight me when I want to switch holes. You may be my favorite daughter yet.” He looked up and into the crowd, giving Genie a wink before recalling the cloud of smoke and sending us to Hell.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/qjxnzg/little_witch_sold_to_satan_as_sex_slave