SECRET KEEPER PHONE SEX – NADIA’S SECRET-PART TWO-

Welcome back to my secret keeper phone sex story. read on to discover the dark truth about my past life. You won’t want to miss it. Click here for part one.

My cunt throbbed for Mr. Blackwood’s cock. And his seed flourished in my garden, fertilized by his delicious sperm. I was not about to raise a bastard child. Obviously, Mr. Blackwood was miserable in his marriage with Sara. He wouldn’t be having an affair with the young, town herbalist if he wasn’t. And he wouldn’t have professed his love for me.

Conclusively, I decided to take matters into my own hands.

On a cold, Autumn night in the woods, I made a deal with the devil. I stole a black goat from Sara Blackwood’s barn and led him to the dark, misty forest. The fire embers danced and licked at his hooves as I erotically began to chant and dance naked around his body. Suddenly, the goat transformed into a tall, dark, handsomely well-endowed gentleman.

His fangs shined under the moonlight as he grabbed me with his cold, calloused hands.

He bent me over and whispered in my ear “once I’m done fucking you like a whore. Sara Blackwood shall be no more”. Immediately, his long, horned cock pierced right through my young, virgin asshole. It hurt so fucking good, I woke up screaming in my bed from the intense flood of sensation.

In my dream, I arched my back as the devil pulled my hair with one clawed hand, and his other gripped my lower hips. Drops of my blood dripped from my lower spine down my perky, young ass cheeks. He laughed mercilessly as he proceeded to pummel my asshole with his long, thick scepter. And with one big deep shove inside me, he filled me with his hot devil load. I screamed in ecstasy and pain.

After all, no one could hear the antics of our carnal ritual. Or so, I thought.

Alas, my sinful lust had masked my senses. I had a feeling someone had been following me. But in a rage of determination, I had ignored my intuition. It hadn’t occurred to me that Sara Blackwood’s youngest daughter, Margaret, had spotted me stealing the family goat. That sneaky little brat followed me into the woods and witnessed the entire ritual. In fear, she ran home to report what she had seen to her mother. I was arrested and held at the country prison for witchcraft and attempted murder.

As I lay there, in that cold hard cellar. I realized I had a potential alibi.

Surely, Mr. Blackwood would rescue me from my fate. One of the prison guards even took a liking to me. Especially after I sucked his stiffened cock clean through the cellar bars. He said he’d put a word in for me that Mr. Blackwood was with me that night. All he would need to do is confirm it, and then I would be free to live my life with him and our child.

“BURN THE WITCH!” the courtroom chanted as I proceeded to the podium.

A grin perched across my face as Mr. Blackwood approached his podium. I winked at him. But to my surprise, his expression was numb to me. How odd… “I did not under any circumstances meet with Ms. Luna the night of the incident”

My heart dropped… as I knew what would become of me.

Next, I was stripped down naked and tied to a hay-surrounded wooden stake. The crowd cheered as the flames engulfed my body. 

Even though my physical body was withering from the biting kiss of the fire. Something else was enlivened that day. The last thing I saw was Sara Blackwood’s terrified eyes as I yelled out “ill see you soon”. I smiled as I allowed the fire to purify my body with his touch.

As my soul’s essence melded with the flame, I knew I would be coming back to avenge my death.

Be on the lookout for my revenge story. For now, thank you for being a confidante in my soul’s dark past. Now that we’re better acquainted, I would love to return the favor and be your naughty secret keeper.

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