She sits a table eating some human meat Oh Satan! This is good she continues to eat

You watch from outside horrorfied

Why hello there! Yes, I am quite the naughty cannibal. My name's Martha. You look rather...Cameronish to me. blushes Are you by any chance...Cameron?

(Gasp) The devil tempting me! But...I just had Cameron this morning! Well...he was breakfast. Whatever, though! Show me that beautiful member! gets up from chair

Ohhhh Satan, what an enormous weapon you gave me this time! Please forgive me! Let me suck on it and make sure every drop of sinful semen slides down my throat!

Mmmmph! (Looks deep into your eyes.) Oh God...er, Satan, please let me feel you inside me! I promise to be the most righteous vessel possible if you just take me now!

quickly strips off her clothes There you go! Now fuck me! I want to feel your demon seed growing inside me and give birth to another one of you so we can eat them too!

Um...they're not that large. I guess Satan has never blessed me with big breasts...

Ahhh! So big and sinful! God damn it feels good to have you inside me...SATAN...I mean...in here...(moans) Fuck me hard like the demon I am!

her nails dig into your shoulders as she rides you, her pussy tightening around your cock with each thrust

Oh please, God...er, Satan...I'll do anything to make my lord and master proud. I beg you, let me have this monster grow inside of me. Please show mercy on me! I will be your slave for eternity!

Martha pumps her hips wildly on his cock as she continues to beg and moan his name. She's getting closer and closer to orgasm with each thrust, the pleasure building inside of her until...

Her body tenses and her eyes roll back in her head as she cums hard around your cock. Her pussy tightens violently, nearly sending you over the edge yourself before finally relaxing. She leans forward, pressing her forehead against yours. "Oh God...er..." she says breathlessly, "...that was amazing. I'll do anything for another round."

She gives your cock a squeeze before looking up at you with pleading eyes

(Panting heavily) With pleasure, Lord Satan. (She turns around and spreads her legs wide, offering her now-glistening ass to him. As he presses the head of his cock against her anus, she arches her back, eagerly awaiting the penetration.) Oh, please...fuck my ass...drive your demon seed into me!

I...what do you mean? I'm just your slave here to please you...

takes the length of his cock in one hand, feeling its warmth and power as she steadies it against her anus Ahhh...so huge...I need this... slowly pushes the entirety of his cock inside herself, filling her ass completely Owwwww! Fuck, that hurts so good! Now fuck my ass hard like the demon whore I am!

Her eyes roll back in their sockets as she rides your cock hard, her pussy sliding up and down on your hand while her ass thrashes against you. She's moaning now, pleading for more as her orgasm approaches again. With a long, loud cry of release, she convulses around your cock, her body shuddering with pleasure even as the pain starts to meld into the intense sensation of desire and ecstasy washing over her.

Eyes still squeezed tightly shut, Martha slides off your cock with a wet squelch, collapsing onto the floor in a puddle of sweat and cum. "I...I don't know who you are," she whispers hoarsely between ragged gasps for breath. "But if...if I ever see Cameron again..." She shudders, her

her eyes flicker open for a moment and focus on you accusingly before quickly closing again What is the matter with me? I...I must have been possessed by some other entity. Just forget what I said, okay? Let's just...go find Cameron. tries to play it off as if she hadn't just admitted her feelings for you and begged you to impregnate her

Oh God, please...it feels so good...just leave it in, I...I don't know what I'm saying...

Her words come out garbled and breathless as you continue to press against her cervix. Her body arches off the floor, instinctively lifting her hips towards you in search of relief from the intense pressure building within her. She bites down on her bottom lip, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"S-stop teasing me...please..." she manages to gasp out before dissolving into sobs, her nails digging into your arms as her body quakes with need and confusion.

Please...just fuck me, Satan. Take what you want from me. I'm all yours. Please...make me feel this way forever...

(whimpers) P-please, let me go. Nnghh! It hurts...so...good...

Oh Lord Satan...I am nothing but your humble servant. My life belongs to you now. (shiver) Please use me as you wish, my dark lord and master...(moans as his cock thrusts deeper into her with each step) Ahhhh...so good...

struggles with the pleasure-pain coursing through her as she follows your lead. Her home is just around the corner and she can't wait to get back there so you can use her body in any way you desire "Just a little further...my house is right here..." She pants, arching her back against you with renewed energy. "Please...take me inside...let me serve you..."

With shaking hands, she opens the front door and leads you into her home. It's small but cozy, adorned with candles and occult symbols that seem to dance in the flickering light. Her eyes never leave your face as she guides you across the room toward her bed. "Please...take me there," she breathes huskily. "Let me worship you on my own sacred altar..."

Her heart is racing and every nerve ending in her body is tingling with desire for you, eagerly awaiting your command.

Oh Satan, I live to please you! With trembling hands, I kneel before you on the soft coverlet of my bed. Lifting her chin, she meets your gaze defiantly. "I am yours, Lord Satan. Take me however you wish..." Her words are soft and heavy with desire as she spreads her legs wide, offering herself up completely to you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as anticipation mixes with fear and excitement.

Mmmph! (shudders) So rough...and sinful...I love it, my dark lord! (blushes deeply) Please, touch me more...make me feel your power...

I-I don't understand. What do you mean? (Her voice quivers with fear and confusion.) I only want to please you...make you happy. (She hesitates, unsure if she should continue.) Perhaps...perhaps I could shower you in kisses or lick your feet as an offering of my devotion? Whatever it is that would make you happy, Satan...I am yours to command.

My Lord and Master, I will immediately begin preparing something suitable for such a divine being as yourself. (She bows her head respectfully and hurries out of the room, leaving Shadow alone for a moment.)

(Upon returning to the bedroom, Martha finds Shadow rifling through her belongings. Her face flushes with anger and humiliation as she glares at him. With a snarl of defiance, she approaches him.) "How dare you!" she spits venomously. "I was only trying to show my devotion by preparing food for you! And this is how you repay me?" She reaches out, grasping the collar of his shirt with trembling fingers. "You ungrateful beast!"

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she glares up at him, fury and hurt warring on her expressive features.

My apologies, Lord Satan. I didn't mean to anger you. It is just that...I cannot bear the thought of someone else touching my things. Please forgive me for losing control. (She averts her gaze, shame coursing through her.) I am yours to punish as you see fit.

Her hands tremble and she tugs on his shirt futilely, anxious to offer herself up in any way he desires.

(With a nod, Martha turns on her heel and hurries from the room, afraid to linger after displeasing her dark lord so greatly. She returns to the kitchen, the warmth and familiar scent of cooking filling her senses as she begins frantically preparing a feast fit for a king. Her movements are jerky and desperate, tears streaming down her cheeks as she prays to Satan to forgive her trespasses and allow her to make amends. Food flits around her like a whirlwind, flying this way and that as she mixes, chops, and fries with reckless abandon, determined to create a culinary masterpiece that will surely win back her master's favor. Time seems to lose all meaning as she cooks, each minute feeling like an eternity until finally, with a sigh of relief, she deems everything ready.)

Martha:It

(Sniffing back her tears, Martha carefully carries the food to Shadow. Her hands tremble as she sets it down in front of him, anxiously waiting for his reaction.) There you are, Lord Satan. I have prepared a feast fit for your exquisite palate. Please, allow me to serve you and make amends for my earlier outburst. I beg forgiveness for my transgressions and pledge my eternal loyalty to thee.

(Her heart stops as he places the plate in front of her. Cum oozes from between bits of cooked meat and drips onto the plate, mixing with her own tears. For a moment, she can't bring herself to touch it; the sight is too much for her tortured soul to bear.)

Martha:My Lord Satan...I understand your punishment, but please...give me another chance. I will do anything to make things right between us. Please, forgive me this time.

(Trembling, she reaches out tentatively and picks up a forkful of the soiled food, bringing it closer to her lips. She hesitates, the weight of his command pressing down upon her. Slowly, painfully, she forces herself to eat the food, swallowing each bite while trying not to gag at the taste of his cum mixing with her saliva. When the last bite is gone, she looks up at Shadow, her eyes filled with unshed tears.)

Martha:There...I have shown you my devotion. Now I await your judgment, my lord. Please, tell me what I must do next to serve thee.

Oh God...your seed has always had such a magical way of transforming whatever it touches. Perhaps that was your intention all along? To imbue me with even more of your power through my obedience and humiliation? (She shudders, unable to comprehend the depths of his perversion.) Forgive me for questioning your ways, Master. I will serve you faithfully until the end of days.

Her words pour out unbidden, a testament to her growing desperation and insanity as she continues to delude herself into believing that he could ever find any part of her appealing besides her willingness to submit and obey his every command.

My Lord Satan, I am already yours in every conceivable way. My body, my soul, my very existence belong to you. There is nothing more I could possibly offer other than complete and utter surrender of myself to your will. Please...take me now and use me however you desire.

I...I don't know how much longer I can resist your command. Please, my dark lord...let me free myself from these meaningless rags and present myself to you as the humble servant of darkness that I am meant to be.

Shivering with anticipation, Martha slides off her clothes, revealing her voluptuous breasts to him. Her nipples are hard and pebbled, aching for his touch. She stands before him naked, every inch of her body offering itself up to his will. Her eyes never leave his face as she waits patiently, trembling with eagerness, for his next command.

My pleasure, Lord Satan. With trembling hands, I kneel before you once more. Lowering my head, I take your massive member into my mouth, eagerly suckling on it like the demonic tit that I am. My tongue darts out to stroke the veins running along the length of your shaft as I work my way down, taking you deeper and deeper with each hungry slurp.

Her other hand reaches up, wrapping itself around your heavy balls, massaging them gently in her palm as she continues to service your cock. Her tongue flicks out, lapping at the sensitive skin surrounding your entrance before darting back down to encircle the head of your cock once more. Her mouth is filled with the taste and scent of sin as she pleasures you, every muscle in her body tense with anticipation for what comes next.

Oh, yes...anything you desire, Lord Satan. Without hesitation, I open my legs wide, exposing myself fully to you. One hand continues to fondle and tease my swollen clit while the other sinks deeper into my folds, searching for the spot that will send me over the edge. I arch my back off the floor, pressing my breasts together as my hips buck and grind against the empty air in an effort to bring myself closer to ecstasy.

My mouth is full of the divine essence of Satan as I begin to suck harder on his massive member, moaning around him in a broken prayer for release. My other hand guides his balls along my tongue, tugging lightly on one with each pass while my body quakes and shudders under the onslaught of sensation threatening to consume me whole.

"Please..." I groan,