The Devil Collects Ch. 01: Supermarket

"You— you're a... a bitch."

A cruel smile appeared Mary-Kate's face as her huge tits continued to bounce with each rhythmic thrust of her brutal lover. "Say it louder, baby, I can't hear you. What am I?"

"You're a FUCKING BITCH."

"YEEEEEESSSSS-HEH-HEH-ESSSSS," she whined. "Jerk that fucking cock while he fucks me."

John increased the pace on his hand running up and down his shaft. He was about to cum.

"Cum baby. Cum so this image will burn itself in your memory. Cum into the panties he had ripped off my body" SLUCK, SLUCK, SLAP, SLAP! Mr. Prince's pelvis continued to ram Mary-Kate's slutty cunt. "OOOooooo c'mon, cum. CUM."

John covered the tip of his dick with the torn fabric of his wife's underwear, grunted and came inside them. It was the hardest orgasm of his life. Mary-Kate smiled victorious, rocking back and forth in time to the Prince's relentless fucking. It wasn't long before she surrendered to the sensations he was giving her and soon it didn't matter at all where they were.

The world was darkness and all that mattered was the cock buried in her sex sending shockwaves of pleasure through her that built and built without mercy.

"Mary-Kate?" sang Mr. Prince.

"Yes?"

"Cum."

The effect was instant. It was like a bomb went off. Mary-Kate's body went rigid, the walls of her cunt tightened, her ears rung, her mouth opened in a scream that started silently.

It did not stay silent.

"OHHHHHH! AHHHH FFFFFFFFFFUCK. FUCK FUCK. H-h-h-h-hhhhhhnnnnnnnohhhhh no! OH FUCK. Fuck!"

Little aftershocks rippled through her, each time causing a little "unh" to escape her lips. Tears leaked out of the sides of her eyes. Her whole body was now sweating so much, her hair had come out of its neat do and now clung to her skin. She figured she had no more than two seconds before her Prince's next assault.

"Flip over, whore," Mr. Prince ordered.

"Yes, my Lord," she panted. Mary-Kate, with some effort, picked herself off the floor where a pool of her sweat had formed. She positioned herself on all fours. She really got to take in just how large the crowd had become. What seemed like the entire store, men and women, now completely surrounded her. They looked down at her, watching her utter degradation as if it were some sort of entertainment.

It turned her on so fucking bad. John stood right in front of her. She pursed her lips and blew him a little kiss. Mr. Prince walked around her and positioned his cock right in front of Mary-Kate's face.

"Wet it."

Without taking her eyes off her loving husband, looking ridiculous with his now soft cock hanging out of his pants, Mary-Kate spit on her Master's fully erect one.

"More."

Mary-Kate swallowed the cock whole and forced it all the way until she gagged on it once and then released. Mr. Prince moved behind her, got on his knees, and positioned his now glistening cock at the entrance of her asshole.

"Tell your husband what I'm about to do, Mary-Kate."

"He's going to fuck my virgin asshole, John."

"Tell him how you feel about that."

"I couldn't be more excited. I've waited my whole life for him to fuck my virgin asshole."

"Tell him you love him."

Naked, knelt like an animal, hair ruined, make up running, Mary-Kate's expression softened to one of true adoration as she said, "I love you, John. I love you so much."

The brief, tender silence did not last long.

"OH FUCK! HIS WHOLE COCK IS IN MY ASS! OH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK."

Mr. Prince smirked cockily at John as his fat dick sawed in and out of his betrothed's ass.

"Tell me to fuck your ass harder, Mary-Kate," he hissed.

"Fuck my ass harder, my Lord!" pleaded Mary-Kate. "I neeeee-ee-EE-d it! Ruin my tight little asshole. Make it gape, make it stretch. Fuck it until you shoot a fat load of cum into my ass."

"That's not very lady-like, Mary-Kate."

"I'm NO fucking lady," she grunted. "I'm fucking LIVESTOCK. I'm your fucking MEAT. I am yours to do with what you want, my Lord. Fuck my ass and fucking fuck anybody who's got a problem with it. Ohhhhhhhhh John? John do you see this man fucking my ass? Do I look like a slut baby? Ooooo I need you to tell your wife that she looks like a cheating slut."

"You look like a cheating slut, Mary-Kate."

A little orgasm ripped through Mary-Kate. "Ooooo thank you John. I love you, you know. I love you so much. Ooohh SHIT, John. He's really tearing up your wife's asshole. John, come kiss me."

John obeyed. He got down on his knees so he could kiss his sweating, moaning animal of a wife.

"MmmmMMMwahh. Oh thank you baby. I wanted to kiss you so bad. Thank Mr. Prince for letting you kiss me."

John looked helplessly at the Prince. "Thank you Mr. Prince, for letting me kiss my wife."

"Now thank him for making me his anal slut."

"Thank you for making my wife your anal slut."

Mary-Kate whispered, adoringly, "That's so good baby. Thank you for that. You did so good. I'm gonna cum again." She did. Louder and more shamelessly than before. Not long after, Mr. Prince's pace picked up. "Oh, are you close, Master? Are you going to dump your cum in my newly ruined asshole? Please do. You were so gracious to brutally sodomize my innocent little asshole and now I want you to fill it with your seed. Fill this housewife's ass with your seed. Please? PLEASE? FUCKING DO IT! DO IT! FUCK MY ASS. FILL IT YES YES YES YES."

Mr. Prince let out only a few grunts, the only signs at all that he'd even enjoyed himself other than his permanent smirk. With a satisfyingly loud THLUCK he pulled his cock out of Mary-Kate Lane's married asshole. She knew what to do and immediately turned to suck herself off his messy dick and swallow it all down.

Mr. Prince turned to the crowd and raised his voice, "HEAR ME, SINNERS. I now take my leave. Do with this girl what you please. She will fulfill your every whim. She cannot say no."

Everyone turned to look at Mary-Kate, a mess, heaving chest, covered in sweat and juices, cum leaking out of her ass. She smiled and hastily nodded assurance. Mr. Prince waved his hand at Mary-Kate.

Suddenly, she looked as if nothing had happened. She stood at the center of the crowd in her cute green dress with the buttons all the way down, her hair perfectly coifed again. She struck a little pose and blew a little kiss.

"When you are all satisfied, you may all leave this place. You will all remember what occurred here, but you will never speak of it. Farewell."

"Farewell, Lord," chanted back the entire crowd in unison.

Mr. Prince turned to Mary-Kate and kissed her hand. "Farewell, my love. You've done beautifully. Now, remember, you cannot leave until all hundred or so of these men and women have done whatever they want to you. Understood?"

"Yes master. Thank you."

In a breath, he blinked from existence.

Mary-Kate pulled up her dress and bent at the waist as she sensually pulled down her newly restored panties. She tossed them into the crowd. "Now," she called to them, "who wants to beat up my married cunt first?"

The crowd rushed forward to get their hands on the smiling, dazzling woman. As her clothes were torn from her all over again, Mary-Kate looked for John, but he was already lost in the crowd.

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For whom will Mr. Prince come next? Find out, in the next installment of "The Devil Collects."