My Deal with the Devil

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I am a demon, a newly born demon. When I was sixteen, a demon appeared before me. Back then, I was naive and easily seduced. He promised me two free wishes and assured me that he wouldn't take my soul as long as I didn't make a third.

At the time, I was pursuing Lisa Bartley, the school beauty, but she clearly wouldn't be interested in a funeral home heir, especially since I suffered from premature ejaculation. So I made two wishes: for Lisa to fall in love with me, and for me to have superhuman sexual prowess. I thought I wouldn't need a third wish, but I didn't notice the demon's cold smile.

After marrying that bitch Lisa, I learned the meaning of regret. This bitch not only had a weak sex drive, but her health deteriorated after giving birth to her daughter, making her even more vulnerable. Every time I lasted a little longer, she would whine and beg me to stop.

With nowhere to vent my pent-up lust, I naturally turned my attention to my "clients." By then, I had inherited the funeral business, and naturally, as the boss, I could do whatever I wanted. Every night, I would use the excuse of saving money and reducing night shift allowances to send my employees home early. Then, I would vent my frustrations on my collection of "female clients," enjoying a unique kind of "harem" pleasure.

I lived happily in my "harem," enjoying all sorts of beautiful yet cold bodies. From a petite eight-year-old girl to a still-attractive fifty-eight-year-old grandmother, from a high-profile female celebrity to a homeless woman frozen to death on the street, I enjoyed all kinds of beautiful corpses. The only regret was that they were difficult to preserve for long periods, often quickly deteriorating or deforming.

This regret reached its peak after obtaining the corpse of a female celebrity. So, I couldn't help but make a third wish to the devil: to have the ability to perfectly preserve corpses for my own pleasure. The devil gave me abilities beyond my expectations, enabling me not only to perfectly preserve corpses but also to manipulate them and the consciousness of the living. In exchange, I wanted to give him my soul after death.

After that, my desires became even more unrestrained. Not only did I keep the corpses of my desired "female clients" for a long time, but I also hunted down women everywhere to fill my "harem." I often chose families where multiple women lived together, raping the most beautiful woman until she died of prolapse, and then manipulating her corpse to execute the other women in the house by hanging, drowning, or poisoning. Because I controlled their consciousness, they could only watch me wreak havoc in the house with shame and fear, obediently accepting the end I bestowed upon them while wetting their pants. Occasionally, a few timid ones would die of fright before this happened. Of the women I hunted, a few I liked were added to my "harem," while most were sold to like-minded people or used as employee benefits, distributed to close employees.

This decadent life only lasted for five years. Five years after I made my third wish, I died in a car accident. When I was anxious about the future, the demon who came to take me away told me a shocking piece of news: I had become a reborn demon!

It turns out that demons have three ways of dealing with human souls. The first is to directly absorb them and use them as food. Secondly, there's the method of deception, where such souls are transformed into lower-level demons, serving as servants and cannon fodder. Finally, there's the method of granting wishes in exchange for higher-level servant demons as subordinates. However, in the third case, some evil souls with strong desires will transform into new demons, and I am one of them.

After saying this, that guy irresponsibly turned and left, leaving me, a novice demon, to fend for myself in the world.

Before strengthening myself like a true demon, I decided to first reclaim my "harem," and then devour the souls of that bitch Lisa and her adopted daughter.

I easily returned home, stored my "harem" hidden in the basement into my dimensional space, and then easily invaded the consciousness of the bitches, leaving them helpless to watch their deaths. Moreover, throughout the process, I could read their minds; their fear was the best aphrodisiac.

I placed Lisa, that bitch, on the sofa, grabbed her ankles, and hoisted them onto my shoulders. Her thighs were pressed tightly against her breasts, her buttocks pushed off the cushion. I gripped that terrifying weapon, aimed it at her lower body, and thrust my hips forward with force. She let out a heavy groan as my penis pierced her flesh. I penetrated at least five inches, almost exceeding her body's limits. My penis stretched open her body, seemingly coming alive, and began to slowly writhe. Its coldness seemed even more unbearable, draining all the heat from her body.

I pulled out slightly, then thrust in again, my penis now inside her uterus. She groaned loudly, her legs draped over my shoulders, convulsing uncontrollably. She was being brutally raped and was about to die. But she was powerless to stop it.

Lisa seemed to feel a sudden throbbing within her, as if my penis was sucking something away from her. She realized it wasn't just cold. It was worse than cold. My thrusts became even more ferocious. Lisa suddenly felt an unsettling silence, as if her soul was gradually becoming silent. The penis deep inside her seemed to become the center of the world. Her soul floated up, slowly withdrawing from her body.

I thrust forward relentlessly. Each thrust made her groan loudly, her mind blank. Her buttocks were repeatedly pounding against my lower body, each time my penis penetrated deeper. Her internal organs were being churned up, her poor labia almost bursting, yet a few inches remained outside.

I pressed down hard, her ankles almost touching her ears. I thrust in suddenly, causing her to feel a sudden increase in pressure within her body, almost unbearable, her lower abdomen feeling as if it were about to explode, and then, I felt an indescribable relief. My penis was fully inside, my lower abdomen slamming against her vulva. She groaned all over, her eyes rolled back, her mind filled with multicolored flames, she was about to climax.

I twisted my hips, my penis churning deep inside her. She groaned loudly, her eyes rolling back again. The pressure in her uterus eased a little, she could breathe again. Her eyes rolled back down again. I looked up, facing her directly, her face inches away, her hands pressing her ankles against her ears. My penis had withdrawn partially, leaving half inside her. The withdrawn half glistened wetly, her labia flipping outwards.

I slowly pushed it back in, her eyes rolling back again. I could do whatever I wanted to her; she had never known someone could be so completely controlled. She opened her mouth wide, gasping for breath, groaning desperately, but only managing a drop or two of saliva.

I didn't allow her to cry, or even think, before my bare buttocks began to move again, my penis slowly thrusting in and out of her. She couldn't resist. Each time my penis entered her body, flashes of white light exploded in my mind. It was too intense. Each thrust made her groan loudly. She couldn't even breathe, her eyes rolling back, a bloodshot vision before her.

Lisa raised her head, her neck slightly twisted, now a tamed animal.

The thrusting became increasingly rapid. Her legs ached, her ankles were pressed against her ears, and the pressure inside her was unbearable.

I heard a strange groan, almost indistinguishable from her own, a piercing, high-pitched scream from the deepest part of her throat. I could hear her rhythmic moans.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

"Cum, you filthy bitch. Cum for me!"

I changed the rhythm of my assault, pausing briefly at the very end of my penetration before pulling out. As I thrust deep into her again, her neck snapped back, her head burying itself in the pillow. She felt as if her whole body was melting, and then something suddenly erupted in her womb—it felt like my penis was ejaculating wildly.

Then she realized she was climaxing. She lost control of her body; everything was collapsing. Her body began to convulse, her womb gushing out a torrent of fluid, the intense pleasure quickly overwhelming our senses.

I heard her scream desperately.

"Ahhh...!"

I shouted triumphantly as I thrust harder, "Yes! Cum! Cum! Cum like the other bitches!"

My penis savagely pounded in and out of her. My lower abdomen seemed to be ablaze, waves of electricity coursing through my chest and arms. This was the most incredible ejaculation of my life. Better than any before, so intense, as if I had never brought her to orgasm before. I knew she was slowly dying in her orgasm. I realized that in the climax, her body was gradually losing sensation, as if her soul was disappearing bit by bit from her fingers and toes.

She was being drained from the deepest part of her body.
I raped her tirelessly, determined to take her soul, determined to squeeze out the last drop of life from her body. She was dying, her whole body pressed tightly against my armchair, her ankles pinned behind her head, her vagina stretched to its limit, orgasm after orgasm pounding against her soul.

Lisa died with wanton screams. At the very peak of her first orgasm, I had sucked away her soul. She let me absorb all her soul, not a single drop wasted. I absorbed it so quickly that she knew almost nothing, and became a limp, paralyzed corpse, Lisa's body.

After fully digesting her soul, I turned my attention to her whore's daughter, Sally. I wasn't very interested in her vagina; she had already sold it to me for pocket money. I decided to sodomize her.

I fucked her hard. I only fucked her ass. I made a mistake before, thinking she was a normal girl, thinking she would like the normal position. I was wrong, she was the most lewd and despicable bitch. She liked being fucked in the ass! When I fucked her ass, she screamed, moaned, and gasped incessantly. I went all the way in on the first thrust.

I was sodomizing her. The same penis—too big for her vagina—was deeply inserted into her anus, as violently as the rape earlier. Sally was trembling, moaning, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her, her eyes filled with animalistic madness. She lay on the bed, her head buried in the pile of pillows. I knelt behind her high, upturned buttocks, thrusting my astonishingly long penis into her tight, exquisite anus.

"She screamed like a sow when I fucked her," I boasted afterward. "She was so excited, I almost couldn't hold her down."

Sally twisted her body desperately. I grabbed her buttocks and thrust my penis even deeper.

"I fucked her for hours. I lost count of how many orgasms she had."

Sally climaxed. Even as she was being brutally sodomized, she climaxed again and again. She let out an animalistic scream, her eyes tightly shut, her face flushed, tears streaming down her face. I rapidly violated her anus while teasing her clitoris from behind.

"The first orgasm was the best. She almost went crazy. She stopped breathing!"

I created more gruesome scenes. Sally climaxed, and I humiliated and violated her. I broke her will, exhausted her strength. Sally succumbed, collapsed. Later, she lay there almost motionless, her buttocks raised high in the air, my penis still deeply inserted inside. Twisting her hips, I continued the anal rape slowly and deliberately. Sally offered no resistance; she simply resigned herself to my humiliation.

I pinched Sally's clitoris with my fingers, skillfully manipulating it repeatedly. For a moment, a glimmer of life returned to Sally's eyes. She groaned and lifted her head from the bed; I thrust my hips, penetrating even deeper. After a few more thrusts, Sally screamed, her whole body trembling again. Then her head slammed back onto the pillow, her body limp, and she remained motionless.

I was slowly draining her soul. Sally left nothing behind, only an empty body. She was destroyed. I pulled my penis out of her anus. Sally's once delicate anus had become a horrible, gaping hole. The untouched opening was smeared with white foam, the traces of her countless orgasms. Her unsupported body slumped to one side, lifelessly curled up on the bed. Her eyes were still wide open.

After putting away these two wonderful collectibles, I embarked on a journey to find new pleasures.

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