Ruby Contract Pt. 01

Ruby Contract Pt. 1: Deal with the Devil

The people swayed to the beat of the music, a throbbing swarm of hot, sweaty bodies, rubbing up against one another. Ruby scanned the crowd, slowly licking her lips. There were plenty of people looking right back at her. She understood why, she was the perfect package, wrapped up and ripe for the taking. She was dressed all in red lace and leather. Her outfit hugged every curve, tight on her hips, lifting her ass, and pushing her breasts out. She'd decided to dress as a devil as soon as she'd heard it was a costume party—a little inside joke with herself.

The heat off of the crowd was intoxicating. Most people were starting to get tipsy, so it was the perfect time of night for her. Now all she needed was her victim. She scanned her eyes over the faces around her once more. Her gaze settled on a guy standing off to the side of the room, looking unsure. He swirled his drink around in his cup, watching everyone as they danced. Ruby tilted her head to the side, her mouth quirking up.

She slowly strolled over to him, taking her time. As she got closer, the guy looked up, a confused look crossing his features.

"I noticed you standing over here by yourself. Not enjoying the party?" she purred.

"Oh, I-I guess its fine. I just d-don't really like dancing," he stammered in return.

"That's too bad. I would've danced with you," she pouted. She looked down, giving him a once over. "So, what's your costume supposed to be?"

He blushed. "Um, I'm a space commander. From my favourite sci-fi series. You probably haven't heard of it."

"Well, I think it makes you look really handsome."

His blush deepened. "Oh, wow, thanks."

She looked around the party briefly before turning back to him. "You know, I don't really like dancing either, and the music is a little loud for me. Want to go somewhere more quiet with me?"

His eyes widened but he nodded. She smiled and took his hand in hers. She began weaving through the party, pulling him along behind her. She made her way towards the stairs, and up to the second floor. The music faded into the background. She led him into a guest bedroom, leaving the lights off.

"What's your name?" she asked, closing the door behind them.

"Um, Mark."

"Mark," she repeated. "That's a nice name."

She walked slowly towards him and he backed slowly away. He stopped when his heels hit against the edge of the bed. She smiled and pushed him back onto the bed.

"Are you lonely, Mark?"

"Well, I-"

"Do you want to play with me, Mark? I can make you feel less lonely."

She crawled on top of him, straddling his hips. She brushed the hair off of his forehead.

"Say yes, Mark," she whispered, running a finger down the side of his face.

"Yes," Mark breathed.

She laced her fingers into his hair, pulling his head back slightly. "Good boy. Now, take off your shirt."

He fumbled with the hem of his shirt, but eventually pulled it up over his head. As soon as it was off, Ruby leaned down and began slowly trailing kisses down his chest. She kissed down to the seam of his jeans. She reached for the fly and began unzipping them.

"Wait," Mark said, putting his hands on top of hers. "I don't even know your name."

She smiled and moved back up to his face, planting her lips gently on his. She kissed him lightly at first. Then, once he started to relax, she pushed the tip of her tongue into his mouth. She ran it across the roof of his mouth before pulling back and taking his lip into her mouth. She began sucking on it, teasing it with her teeth. She pulled back again.

"My name is Ruby," she murmured, bringing her hands to his zipper once more. "And I'm going to play with you tonight. If you want me to stop at any time, you can say so, but I can promise you that you aren't going to want me to stop. You'll be begging me not to stop."

She lifted herself off him so she could pull down his jeans and boxers. She ran her fingers up his now bare hips and leaned down to begin trailing kisses once again. She took his hardening dick into her hand, squeezing it lightly. Mark sucked in a breath. Ruby lightly kissed the tip of his dick and then gently ran her tongue from the base all the way up to the tip. She began massaging his cock, feeling as it pulsed it her hand and began to get hard.

"Alright, Mark, now take off my shirt," she commanded.

Mark quickly obliged, pulling her lace top up over her head to reveal the red lace bra underneath.

"And the bra," Ruby added.

Mark struggled with the clasp for a moment, but soon got it, allowing her breasts to fall down into his face. She leaned forward, pressing them into his face. She continued massaging his now rock hard dick. It throbbed beneath her hand with each stroke. She moved one nipple toward his mouth.

"Suck it," she ordered.

He took it within his mouth, awkward at first. He ran the tip of his tongue in a circle around it, and as she gasped in response, he became more confident, sucking til the nipple became hard. Ruby removed her hands from his dick and rolled off of him for a moment to remove her own leather pants and red lace panties. Once she was done, she climbed back on top of him. She slowly rubbed her clit up against his dick.

"Do you want it?" she whispered.

He nodded vigorously.

"Say it," she commanded.

"Yes, I want it."

She pulled his dick into herself, slowly lowering herself down onto it. She slowly began grinding into him, his hard dick penetrating deep into her. It throbbed inside her as she continued moving her hips in a circular motion. She leaned forward again and took ahold of his wrists. She pulled his arms up over his head, pinning his wrists against the mattress.

"Does it feel good, Mark?" she questioned.

"Oh god, yes," Mark replied.

She pressed her hips harder against him, pressing his dick even further into her. She clenched tight around his cock as she felt it hit the back of her pussy over and over.

"But you can't cum, yet, Mark. There's something I need you to promise me first," she whispered close to his ear before beginning to trail kisses down his neck.

He was shaking beneath her. "Yes. Anything."

"Let me take a piece of your soul, Mark," she said. She was grinding faster now, thrusting her hips hard against him. She still had his arms pinned above his head.

"M-my soul?"

"Just a piece, Mark. You'll barely miss it. You'll feel a little lost sometimes, or like there's something not quite right, but other than that nothing will be different."

She was sweating now. There was pressure building up in her lower stomach. Everything between her legs was hot and damp as she slid up and down on Mark's dick. Her breasts bounced in his face as she waited for his response. She knew because of her powers, he would be unable to finish until he said yes. If he didn't agree to the contract, he would never get past the verge of cumming.

"What do you say, Mark?"

He trembled, covered in sweat, "Yes! Yes, I'll give it to you."

She grinned, "You have permission to cum inside me now, Mark."

Mark let out a cry and came hard into her, his hips thrusting feverishly against hers and his dick trembling as it discharged. Ruby felt herself climax alongside him, the pressure building up inside her finally pouring over as he came into her. She placed a hand on his chest as they

climaxed together. When she pulled away there was a red handprint seared onto his chest. The deal was made, his soul was hers. She pulled him out of her and rolled off of him.

"Oh my God," he panted, staring at the ceiling. "Who are you? What are you?"

The side of her mouth quirked up. "Did you enjoy yourself?"

He nodded.

"Then don't worry about it. I had fun too."

She leaned over and planted one last, lingering, open mouthed kiss on his lips before getting up and beginning to redress. She pulled on her bra and panties and slid into her impossibly tight leather pants. She glanced back down at Mark one last time after pulling her shirt on. He still lay on the bed, completely naked, looking stunned. Cum dripped from his dick onto the sheets, but he didn't seem to notice. She grinned and then turned and strut out of the room.

Another night, another victim.