SECRET KEEPER PHONE SEX: NADIAS REVENGE -PART TWO-
Welcome back to my secret keeper phone sex story. the saga continues as Nadia’s spirit comes back with a vengeance. Click here for part one
I hovered over the remnants of my body as they disintegrated to ash. Sunset orange, pink and purple hues caressed the smokey remnants of my previous incarnation.
Meanwhile, my ghost groped and teased the bodies of the oblivious townsfolk.
The confusion on their faces was priceless. I caused all the commoner men to get boners from my ghostly touch. I grappled the peasant women’s tits and ass. As a result, they smacked the baffled passerby gentlemen.
I was having one hell of a good time sexually tormenting these fools into oblivion.
In fact, I was so pleasurably lost in my impish pestering, I realized I had lost track of my initial victims. My astral body hovered over the herd of bewildered people. I glided from corner to corner of the cobblestone streets when I realized I would have to venture elsewhere. It was approaching dusk, and the Blackwoods would be preparing supper.
Immediately, I knew what I had to do.
In my last reincarnation, I let my passionate lust get the best of me. I recall the butterflies id get thinking of getting railed by Mr. Blackwood at his home. This time, my visit wasn’t to invoke the sparks of my clouded love for a sexually deprived man.
My sexual prowess is now a vessel of my victim’s impending doom.
And the Blackwoods would be getting an exceptional taste of it. I watched through the window as Sara Blackwood and her 2 daughters finished the last of their supper. In the events leading up to my death, I had made a deal with Satan himself to get rid of Sara Blackwood for good.
While his price comes at a cost, our dark lord always fulfills his end of the bargain. Especially, for his favorite witches. Under the full moon’s light, he emerged before me from the shadows. His fangs, handsomely glimmered as an evil grin of enticement perched across his face.
His big, strong arms immediately wrapped around me as his lizard tongue swirled in the mote of my mouth.
We looked deep into the depths of our eyes “ready for action, my darling?” we both exchanged smiles as I responded “I’m ready, my lord” . Sara Blackwood was perched miserably in front of her vanity. Perhaps at the realization that her husband was out and could care less of her opinion. Her hands shook as they dipped from the basin of water onto her tragic face.
Her measly attempt at beauty was hopeless. The only reason she’s married is because of her rich family. why are you so nervous sara? I cackled as my hands hovered over the bowl of water, transforming it into thick, dark blood. Sara was paralyzed by panic and confusion as she opened her eyes.
She tried to get up, but my dear, demon friend pinned her down with his grasp.
It was a very curious site to see. My sworn enemy, the woman who essentially murdered me, was now tied down to the bedposts. Her hands were tightly bound. Reminding her that we were in control now. And no matter how loud she screamed or how hard she tried to break free, there was no way out.
Tonight, we would make it known that she is now our sex slave.
Mmmmm the smell of sweet revenge revitalizes my senses. My pussy throbbed in excitement. I loved being in control. And though I am technically dead, I’ve never felt more alive.
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