Goddess of Halloween

Goddess of Halloween

HALLOWEEN 2026

Victoria had just finished a huge worldwide project that lasted more than a year and was wiped out when she received it and was invited to a Halloween party. It was a strange invite because she didn't know who sent it, but she was really ready for a wild party. She logged onto her computer and searched for this party but couldn't find anything about the party or the people giving it till she went deeper she found something about the people giving the party. They were a group that seemed to be a real-life Satan worshiping church and every year they had a huge bash on Halloween.

The comments ranged from wildly in favor and "had an unbelievable time" to "sickening and perverted". The invite showed a lot of wild skin-revealing or sexy costumes and the thought of dressing up as a sexy goddess sent chills down her back. This was her chance to go somewhere that nobody knew her and go wild, be a slutty babe instead a corporate IT person. Hell, yeah, she was going.

She left an RSVP on the website and then began looking for costume ideas. There were the usual Elvira, naughty nurse, or stripper costumes but she wanted something wildly out of the ordinary. She saw a couple of Barbarella costumes based on the new version starring Sydney Sweeney or the old Barbarella version starring Jane Fonda and she thought about those. As a huge erotica and Sci-Fi fan Barbarella had always combined both worlds and she had always loved the idea of being Barbarella.

However, she kept looking and found some slinky, sexy and seductive Cleopatra inspired outfits and loved the concept but wanted something more seductive and nothing out of the box worked, so Victoria started dissecting the costume and what she liked and didn't like. The costume showed some cleavage but most of the model's breasts were still covered, her midriff was exposed and legs were but the bottom hid most of the model's hips.

Victoria wanted a little more exposure and a little more sex appeal. So, she looked for tops and bottoms with the same kind of Egyptian look but a sexier and more revealing look. There were a few threads she followed that eventually led to pieces of an outfit she could cobble together. There was a stripper site that had parts of what she was looking for. Then she found some body chains and she finally knew what her outfit was going to be.

Victoria posed in front of the mirror and knew all the time in the gym and all the exercises had toned her figure tighter and more svelte than she had ever been. She had been blessed with full breasts that were the perfect accent to the rest of her petite figure. Now was a chance to show off a little.

Her beautiful face and stunning figure had opened some doors but her ambition, drive and endurance had catapulted her into one of the lead architects in the IT world. Still, she was a bit of an exhibitionist but never had the chance to show off. Her job was behind the scenes but to market herself she always dressed very fashionably, usually in white outfits that hugged her stunning figure but only gave hints at what lay underneath

A few days later the pieces began arriving. She tried on each piece as they arrived, some worked some didn't and after returning some and ordering others she finally thought she had her outfit and just in time.

The day of the party, Victoria began the day with a spa treatment that left her skin polished and gleaming. As she posed in front of the mirror naked, she loved the way she looked. Her body was taut, athletic and shaped into her idea of the perfect feminine form, with her D-cup breasts topping off her tiny waist and womanly hips. Her glistening skin presented everything in a delicious and stunning sight. As she primped in front of the mirror, she wished that just once she could blow away all those stuffy corporate types with her body, she had worked so hard to sculpt into what she was seeing in the mirror. Well, this party would allow her to show everyone just what she had.

She started her outfit with all her gold-colored cuffs, on her ankles, calves, thighs, wrists and biceps. Next came the intricate body chain that cuddled her breasts down to her ribs but didn't really hide anything. Her breasts were shrouded and presented by the tiny chains and most of her breasts were visible, including some of her areolas and nipples, but not all.

She wore a gold string bikini bottom with a tiny slinky pouch that only covered her bald pussy. Over the bikini bottom she had another body chain for her hips and like the top all it did was present her flat belly, womanly hips and barely covered pussy. Her legs and arms were naked except for the cuffs.

Victoria looked at herself in the mirror and she shivered. Damn she looked hotter, sexier and more exposed than she ever had. As she primped as she twisted and turned, shivers of sexual desire filled her core and her scent gave away what she really wanted. As she ran her hands over her exposed skin, her nipples engorged as she tweaked her nipples sticking through the chains. Victoria took a deep sexual breath and exhaled a long, "OOOOOOO9OHHHHHH MMMYYY GGOODD"

Victoria looked at herself and truly understood what she was about to do and her body trembled with anticipatory excitement. She pulled out her Cleopatra transparent sheath she had bought with gold applications, put it on to see how it looked under the light. Under her harsh lights it didn't cover anything and her barely shrouded figure was totally visible underneath. Victoria shivered knowing that she was truly going to be naked in front of a bunch of Halloween Satanists. But no one would know her so she could go wild and finally show off her body.

She played with the lights to understand what different lights would expose. She finally got a good idea how to display her figure and how to conceal it. She sat down with a glass of wine and thought about what she was about to do and the very thought sent shivers of excitement and dread through her. She added a collar around her neck and a head-dress to complete the picture.

Victoria had a little snack and another glass of wine and then it was time to leave for the party. The drive was long but traffic wasn't too bad. The building was an old place but as she walked through the door, she realized the front was just a facade. The inside led to a courtyard with a small Mayan looking pyramid. She strutted into the open area around the pyramid and noticed a raised platform with what looked like a sacrificial altar on top. There were small structures around the pyramid with gorgeous naked or half naked woman tied up to various crosses, poles, X-frames or just hanging from an overhead beam. Medieval torture devices were also scattered around and a few were occupied by more beautiful, naked and luscious women. Suddenly Victoria didn't feel as confident in her beauty, if all the other women were naked or almost naked, she felt overdressed. So, she stiffened her back, stripped off her transparent sheath and began to strut into the club with only tiny chains covering parts of her naked skin.

She walked out into the club and immediately everyone gathered around her marvelling at her costume. She was the center of attention that she craved, and her new friends touched her exposed satiny skin. She felt a little embarrassed as they touched her in her slinky Egyptian costume and most comments were astonishment at the intricacy of her costume and her gorgeous body underneath. She went to the bar with her crowd of her new friends following her, ordered a Bourbon on the rocks and let the warm burn trickle down her throat as she basked in everyone's admiration. This was her coming out of her shell party and everything was going perfectly.

For the next half hour, she wandered around the club greeting and being greeted by people she never knew, but seemed to immediately become her friends and acquaintances. She had missed all the comradery and savored the attention. A woman in a painted-on Leopard costume intercepted her and told her it was time to start the festivities. She hurried to the stage she pointed her to and understood that there would be judging of the costumes. The costume show began and she knew she was the one to beat.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight is our annual Halloween festival and of course everyone must be in costume. Behind you are voting boxes, with ballots and pens next to them. For the next hour we will have a parade of costumes and at the end I want all of you to vote for your top three favorite costumes. The winners will be chosen one hour after the parade is finished."

"So, without further ado, we begin. The first costume is me. I am Stephanie for those of you that don't know me, and I am a Leopard in case you can't tell." Stephanie turned on her vibrator and began her practiced cat skulking dance. She swished her tail using her Kegel and sphincter muscles sending erotic pulses through her body. The vibrator and sexy moves gave her an erotic surge making her cat dance more suggestive.

"I am Stephanie the Leopard and number 1 on the ballot." The stage erupted in applause, whistles, and cat calls. She relished the adulation and as it began to die down, she continued the show, "Now number two is Kathy and she is a sexy Vampire ala Elvira." Stephanie stepped back and let Kathy strut her stuff.

For the next hour Victoria kept moving around the crowd, making new friends, loving the comments on her outfit and as she walked a smile crept over her face. Finally, Stephanie came to Victoria, and announced her, "This is Victoria and this is her first time to our Halloween festival. As you can plainly see she is a sexy and seductive Egyptian princess. I have to admit I thought I had this contest in the bag until Victoria showed up. As I watched her strut around, I think many of you, male and female, would like to answer her seductive display, me included. Without further ado, Victoria the seductive Egyptian princess."

Victoria blushed with Stephanie's glowing introduction, but began a stripper strut around the stage, swishing her hips and wobbling her breasts. Her come-hither look topped her deliciously erotic display and she saw everyone watching. All the eyes caressing her virtually naked body emboldened her, and her strut became much more carnal and suggestive.

Stephanie interrupted, "Damn, Victoria 's body is amazing, but the way she moved around was pure sex in motion. I have to vote for me, but if I wasn't running, I know who I would be voting for. Everyone cast your votes and they will be counted in thirty minutes."

Victoria left the stage still trembling from her suggestive, carnal exhibitionist display and everyone crowded around her. She knew that no one could beat her costume and she was a shoe in for first place. Everyone around her knew it too but she didn't know what the grand prize was and they did. Two women came up to her and whispered in her ear, "Run, run away now!" Victoria looked at with a question in her eyes and asked, "Why?"

She waited for a couple of seconds for an answer, when the back door burst open with a strong wind. Victoria covered her head and when she looked up a massive black angel was standing in the middle of the crowd. His tall physique was black as pitch with muscles layered on top of muscles. His nude form had large black wings and looked as if he had just flown through the door. He was the most imposingly gorgeous man or beast she had ever seen. He was a black Adonis with wings, but she couldn't move past his eyes as they bore into her.

Victoria felt his eyes caressing her virtually nude form and her body trembled with erotic fervour. She was immediately drawn to him like a moth to a flame and her nipples hardened, and pussy gushed with desire. For several seconds she was captured by his eyes and his dominating form. It was then that she saw his massive phallus begin to stiffen.

Victoria blushed and turned her head. Her submissive posture was not lost on the crowd, as the black angel began his dominant strut through the crowd. His eyes never left Victoria as he walked up the stairs and her whole body responded to his lustful stare. As he walked towards her his wings folded in front of him, hiding stiffening phallus. He walked next to Victoria with his wings caressing her silky skin and she almost swooned with the fiery passion that invaded her physique.

She gulped audibly, while quivering inside and asked, "Hi but your to late for the costume judging and why you are here."

In a deep baritone voice that turned her insides to mush he responded, "I am Darrius, Son of Lucifer." That was it, he ended his presentation and turned engulfing Victoria in his wings and pressing her body against his. She felt his massive cock pressing against her belly and shivered with both desire and fear. Then he whispered into her ear, "Before the witching hour you will be mine!"

She tried to back away but was like trying to pull against a train. He didn't budge, but instead nibbled her neck sending goosebumps down her spine and vibrations in her pussy. As uncontrollable longing invaded her being, panic gripped her mind and she fought against his immovable strength. He looked her deeply in the eyes and his fierce uncompromising desire overwhelmed her leaving her helpless against his overpowering dominance.

Several men came up on stage and helped unwrap Victoria from Darrius. They only succeeded because he had relented once he had made his claim. He left the stage and went to the bar, where he downed 3 straight shots of whiskey. Meanwhile, Victoria was helped off the stage where she tried to gather her wits. She tried to hide it, but everyone saw how shaken she was by Darrius's overture.

The men that came to save her fawned over her and she loved it, but she still felt Darrius's eyes penetrating her very soul. She would try to resist, but in her heart, she knew he would take her whenever he wanted, and she would let him.

The counting of the ballots was in and Stephanie was standing on the stage with the envelope that garnered the results. She opened the packet and read, "Third place is Cindy as a Halloween Playboy Bunny." Cindy came up to the stage gathered up her trophy and took a deep bow that let her breasts tumble out of her top. It was the same thing she had done during her presentation and the crowd still loved it. Victoria had to admit, if you loved massive boobs, this was the girl. She had always thought massive boobs looked like cow utters and she thought hers were the perfect size for her trim figure.

After Cindy left, Stephanie turned back to the list of winners and she was stunned. In an emotionless voice she read, "In second place is me as the Leopard." She quickly looked at number 1 and realized why she had lost. Stephanie thanked the audience for voting for her, bowed and gathered her trophy.

She turned back to the list with dread and read, "First place is Victoria, the Sexy Egyptian princess."

Victoria ascended the steps and looked at Stephanie waiting for her prize. When Stephanie didn't move or say anything, Victoria asked, "Where is my prize?"

Darrius mounted the steps and meaningfully advanced towards Victoria. She took a tentative step backwards but steeled her resolve and waited for him. She noticed his cock was at half-staff and even then, it was imposingly enormous. He stood facing her with his eyes already fucking her. He was determined to make her his and she knew resistance would be futile, because she wanted to be taken.

Stephanie looked at Victoria and began, "Victoria, as the grand prize winner, you're the prize. You're the sacrifice to our God Darrius, you will be taken by Darrius as our sacrifice to the son of Lucifer."

Victoria's mouth dropped open, "Sacrifice to the Son of Lucifer, How, What is this?"

He flapped his wings and a belch of smoke with the smell of brimstone erupted on the stage. As the smoke cleared Victoria found herself suspended above the stage with her wrists bound to the rafters. She looked at Darrius and his erotic hunger made her gasp, but her body twisted in an erotic dance of yearning.

His penetrating eyes went straight to her sexual core lighting a firestorm of greedy lust inside her. Suspended above the stage with all her new friends watching she writhed in a hungry appetite of lustful longing. He poured his lust inside her washing away any other thoughts. She had to have his cock within her desperate pussy. Darrius ran his clawed fingers over her skin and her golden chains parted falling off her body and pooling on the ground. Another belch of smoke engulfed her.

She looked down at her breasts as she gasped for breath and saw that her costume was gone. All of her body chains, all her cuffs and her thing were gone, but in their place was a gossamer bikini top that hid nothing with her hard aching nipples pushing the threads aside. Her hips had a string that rested on each hip supporting a loincloth, made of the same gossamer material. Nothing was hidden and she was nude and a prisoner for the taking.

Her vision was clouded by lust, but she noticed the altar below her. Victoria looked around; her heart began to pound in her chest as she realized the stage had become a sacrificial altar on top of the pyramid. There was an altar dominating the prominent and main position at the top of the stage.

Victoria glanced around the stage noticing an odd mixture of ancient and modern relics had also appeared. The sacrificial altar was on a raised stone base at the head top of the pyramid. She could tell it was a sacrificial altar right away because of the restraining manacles at the top and bottom corners. She looked at them noticing that they were made out of some kind of stiff leather. The leather was tooled with the shapes of humans in various stages of torment.

Victoria glanced at Darrius and he was watching her intently pouring unbridled lust into her desperate body. Her nipples hardened and ached while her belly trembled, and womanly folds wept her womanly nectar. The more she looked at him the deeper she felt a craving and throbbing in her womb.

Her long-hidden desires began to take shape and her long-suppressed desires seemed to bubble to the surface. She longed for someone to take her, the man or was he demon was foremost in her mind and body. Her body's needs dominated her thoughts with many of her erotic dreams wrapped up in her sexual desires. She knew that she would be taken anyway he wanted and she could not fight him.

She watched attentively as his hands caressed up her belly until he cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples. She watched his eyes pouring into her hungrily, telling her that he wanted to devour her. Her knees trembled and chest heaved as her intense passion making it hard to breathe. She couldn't seem to get those hungry thoughts out of her head and his touch sent her libido soaring. Victoria's felt a desperate desire to feel him conquer her, take her and ravage her as he held her captive with his lust and passion.

Victoria shook her head trying to clear the lustful thoughts from her mind, but they remained... invading and controlling her thoughts. She forced herself to look into the crowd and they all crowded closer to watch the impending sacrifice. She took a deep gasping breath as she tried to regain control of the passion that was dominating her mind and writhing body.

The blistering shameless glow inside her could not be denied and her hands and legs twitched anxious to satisfy the throbbing ache inside her. She had denied herself pleasures of the flesh for too long and it was time to give in to her blistering desires. Her impassioned body was red-hot, sizzling and throbbing to fill the rapturous void inside her. She imagined the erotic torturous fire controlling her as she gave herself to Darrius's cock and his ruggedly beautiful body.

Hanging in front of the audience filled her mind with visions of what might happen and what the crowd could witness. The anticipation, her wildest desires and visions of being strapped to the altar kept her mind and body in a sexual lather. She had never wanted something like this, but now that it was happening, she wanted him to take her, use her and sacrifice her body to his lust.

Her mind began to feed off her desires and fantasies with the tingling and erotic power growing in her mind. She glanced from Darrius to the altar and she envisioned a nubile young virgin strapped to the sacrificial top, naked for everyone to see. Something about this image sent chills through her and it was shudders of excitement, not dread. In her visions SHE was the naked virginal sacrifice. She actually felt her womanly folds becoming wetter with excitement as this vision controlled her thoughts.

She certainly didn't want to be thought of as just body waiting to be taken. Yet the thought of being the naked nubile young virgin bound to the sacrificial table was exhilarating. She dreamed of being strapped to the altar, helplessly waiting for her body to be taken by this demon. Her dreams and visions were so real she found her nipples agonizingly hard and her pussy aching to be filled.

She began to think that Darrius was controlling her thoughts, because she couldn't get out of her lustful fog. In her mind's eye she saw herself strapped to the altar and Darius massive phallus splitting her womanly lips, while she was the willing sacrifice. Her mind was filled with visions of her body as the nubile sacrifice and Darrius the ravager of women. In her visions she was impaled on Darrius's cock while the altar fed off of her passion. She could almost feel herself being sacrificed as her womanly lips were stretched tightly around the Darrius 's phallus as it invaded her body.

Her dreams felt real and she was bound tightly to the sacrificial altar impaled on the altar's massive cock. The thought of being the sacrifice had her thrilled, excited and aroused. She knew she should be fearful, but she wasn't, she was electrified and truly craved being the sacrifice. Victoria ached to be strapped to the table, forced to do things she would never normally do. She hungered to have that ancient phallus sliding between her thighs, stretching and filling her with desire.

She envisioned herself strapped naked on the altar, the phallus deep inside her and Darrius's hands roaming over her tightly bound and vulnerable body. This was a feeling unlike anything she had ever felt and she couldn't let it go. She hungered to feel this dangerous bliss.

He could do anything he wanted to her and she was powerless to stop him. She was his plaything, his sacrifice and whatever was going to happen she felt sexy knowing there was nothing she could do against his desire. Her knees trembled at the thought, with the anticipation and yearning more potent than anything she had ever experienced.

Darrius began lowering Victoria onto the altar. When her feet touched the altar, Victoria's vivid visions started to become a reality and her entire body began to shake in anticipation of what was about to happen. She was lowered some more until she was sitting on the altar. At that point Darrius locked her feet into the restraining manacles at the bottom of the altar. This was becoming real now and she shook with fear, desire and eagerness.

Victoria felt Darrius cup her breasts feeling their bountiful plumpness fill his hands. His thumb and forefinger surrounded her nipples, tugging, pulling and squeezing, sending exquisite bolts of passionate fire surging through her writhing form. She threw her head back belting out moans of needy desire echoing around the altar. The harder he twisted her tortured nipples, the more her body forgot about everything except quenching the fire inside her.

Her moans were the signal to use his clawed hands to rip and shred the gossamer bikini top that had never really covered her breasts. Now her breasts were totally naked and exposed to the crowd. Victoria gasped and whimpered as her exhibitionist thrill caused her to arch her back and present her naked breasts to the crowd. With her womanly slot drenched in her feminine juices in full contact with the altar everything jumped to a new level. Her whole body tingled as though she had been plugged into an electrical socket. It was too much and whatever this was, she wanted to give in and let these feelings have their way with her. Darrius let his hand slide down her taut belly until his clawed fingers entered her soaked slot. After teasing her pussy, he drew his hand away ripping the loincloth away. Now she was totally nude and on full display on the altar.

Darrius let the rest of her impassioned form down until she was lying on the altar. Without being told she knew what to do. She stretched across the altar allowing the binding of her wrists in the hard leather manacles. With her legs spread wide bound in the manacles and her arms above her head also in the manacles, she lay twisted across the altar.

Darrius let his hands roam seductively over Victoria's delicious body. He caressed her legs, skirting the juncture of her thighs, moving up her taut belly until he once again felt the weight of her breasts in his hands. He looked her in the eyes and with an evil smile he clapped his hands resulting in the altar elongating and stretching her tight, then spread her arms and legs wide into an X.

She was even more exposed than before and the stretch somehow made her feel sexier and more submissive than before. Having Darrius hovering over her with lust burning in his eyes left her knowing that very soon he would take her anyway he wanted. While her womb was twitching with craving, he bowed his head and his forked tongue surrounded her nipple working it over in a way she had never felt before.

She gasped with the sensual, yet harsh treatment and tried to arch her back feeding more of her nipple into his breathtaking nipple play. He kept it up until her beathing was raspy then he moved to the other breast. Victoria had never had her nipples played with like this and everything faded except his torturous torment of her nipples. Her moans and whimpers faded as she lost her breath, but her mouth stayed open in an extended moan.

Once he had had enough of her breasts, he slowly kissed down her belly until his forked tongue play was focused on her clit. Her body bucked and twisted in uncontrolled rapture as her clit was twisted and puled until blissfully her climax exploded inside her. But he never let up and continued to punish her with an unending tsunami of rapture. After her second back bending orgasm his forked tongue split with one end focusing on her pussy and the other fork paying attention to her brown star.

Never had anyone played with her anus. It was dirty, immoral and she loved every bit of it and begged for more, "Oh Please Oh, More Please More." Feeling his tongues slide in and out of her holes had her hips bouncing off the altar trying to get away and at the same time pleading for more. Never had she felt anything like what Darrius was doing to her.

If she had been free, she might have run away, but if she did, she also might have come back. But she wasn't free, she was strapped to an altar with a demon sending her body into spasmatic fits that wouldn't stop. Her heart was beating so fast she thought it would burst out of her chest and still she wanted more.

Between his fingers and tongues, she had blasted through more orgasms than she had for the last decade and he hadn't fucked her yet. It was going to be a night like no other and she pleaded with him to take her, "Please, fuck me now. I can't wait any longer, I need you inside me."

Darrius looked up from between her legs and smiled, "You are mine now and I can do whatever I want to you, for as long as I want. Right now, I want to see your body cramping with orgasmic delight and when I see you almost dying from orgasmic overload... then I will fuck you until you pass out."

True to his word his tongues gave Victoria more orgasms than she ever thought possible. Only when she had trouble catching her breath did he relent, stand between her legs and rub his monster cock between her pussy lips, wetting the head of his cock. Victoria raised her head to look at the monster that was going to take her.

It had been a monstrously large cock when she saw it earlier, but now it was at least double that size. Her eyes got as big as saucers as she watched him begin to feed his huge piece of man sausage into her tiny pussy. For a moment she was afraid, but as he started feeding his cock to her hungry pussy, she sighed blissfully. This was what she really wanted!

Victoria began franticly arching her hips trying to feed his monstrously large cock into her womanly slot. It felt huge to her barely used pussy, but the ache filled a carnal void inside her and she needed more. Her hips didn't care as long as they fed more and more of the erotically slaking cock inside her.

Victoria felt stretched and filled like she never had before, but it was not like any of her other lovers. It was beyond anything she had ever felt, because she felt an energy filling her. She felt like it had some kind of power filling her too over flowing. Her whole body vibrated, resonating with power that centered in her womb. His cock felt like a living thing inside her, taking possession of her and filling her with its sensuous energy. It seemed to grow bigger and go deeper inside her until it was all that mattered.

Her mind forgot she was in the middle of a altar on Halloween; forgot she was strapped to an altar in front of an audience. In her mind this was the only man she ever truly desired was finally, endlessly fucking her. Her every thought was consumed with the craving for him to take her and thrust into her soft yielding sweetness. Her passion had come to life like a flower unfolding, blossoming into a dazzling magnificent spectacle.

The crowd had fallen silent watching the petite Victoria take on the huge, black, powerful, cock that was bigger than her forearm. Everyone knew that if she hadn't been strapped to the altar, she would have thrashed off the altar with her powerful gut-wrenching orgasms. Now with his cock working its way inside her everyone knew they were in for a show.

The energy centered on her G-Spot was creating sensations beyond her minimal sexual experiences. In addition, she felt vibrations on her clit and as they combined, she felt an erotic tension that threatened her sanity. Her body felt like an erotic bowstring being pulled back with an arrow notched and ready to let fly. As the erotic bowstring was stretched, the tension in her increased and she arched her back in erotic torment. She found it harder and harder to breathe as the tension grew, anticipating the point where her body would be set free. Her sensuous muscles knotted as her hips thrust up and down demanding more of this ruthless rapture.

The anticipation gnawed at her, impatiently devouring her, wrenching open her heart and brutally laying bare her soul. Her whole body was on fire in a way that she never imagined and the carnal heat was merciless in its honesty and validity. She was spread open, vulnerable, with no parts remaining unseen or undiscovered. She saw Darrius hovering over her, threatening to taunt, taste, kiss, caress, bite or fuck her anyway he wanted. In her lust fogged mind, she was his possession, his captive and she was his willing prisoner, waiting to be ravished.

The tension and anticipation were excruciatingly intoxicating, with her mind being consumed by the fiery expectation. Victoria's body arched backwards over the altar emulating the stressed bow she had become. Her arms stretched over her head and slipped further through the manacles at the top of the altar. As if by magic the manacles tightened on her wrists and ankles locking her in the perfect sacrificial position. Darrius's cock was incessantly electrifying every nerve in her body. Her body was greedy for more, with the white-hot hunger demanding to be fed.

Her body was locked in an erotic arch with his cock pressed perfectly against her G-Spot and clit as it began to vibrate inside her. Victoria's eyes popped wide and her mouth hung open as the erotic power inside her catapulted to a whole new level. She twisted and squirmed as the energy inside her grew to incomprehensible levels. Her arms and legs strained against her bonds as she fought to keep her sanity in face of the unrelenting lustful onslaught.

There was another part of her mind that glorified her sexual bondage. She had always wanted to be taken and Darrius forced her into carnal bliss. Now it was happening. She was Darrius's prisoner as he worked his sexual magic on her body. The helpless feeling only intensified the wanton heat rushing through her loins. She was powerless before his lewd and lustful control. She craved and needed more. Her body responded in ways she never imagined. The heat in her womb pushed away all doubts. She eagerly gave into her animal needs and desires.

Her hips had a mind of their own as they began small thrusts pushing her lover's cock deeper into her love starved cunt. She couldn't move, she couldn't breathe and her mind was lost in the sensual overload. Fear and panic set in as the pitiless wanton power continued to build. She knew if it continued, she would explode and then suddenly the powerful lustful arrow was released. All the tension, pleasurable anticipation and expectations were all released in one singular moment.

Her banshee-like scream announced her orgasm, "AAAgggghh... Ohh Gggoodd... OOOhhh... MMMAAA.... MAAASSTTEERR... OOHHHH My MMMAAASSSSTTEERR."

Victoria felt her mind burst in thousands of colorful fireworks at the same time as her body cramped in rigid exultation. She finally understood why an orgasm was called a little death. Her mind seemed to leave her body and all rational thought abandoned her. The extraordinary, unparalleled pleasure took over her mind and body leaving her floating in a lustful fog. She screamed her frenzied elation until she was left euphorically breathless.

The crowd cheered as Victoria exploded into an incredible back bending orgasm. Victoria's heart beat wildly in her chest frantically pumping blood to all her rapturously stressed body. Her skin flushed red as the heat from her orgasm rippled through her body, but everything centered in the furnace between her legs. Cramping knots in her belly and womb forced her womanly nectar to drench Darrius's cock inside her. Her passionate contractions forced her sexual honey out of her body with it collecting on the altar below. Her whole world revolved around the exploding nub between her legs.

Victoria had never felt anything like the fiery tsunami that took control of her body. As she was finally able to breathe again, her mind floated back to her. She felt Darrius's cock vibrate with heat building inside her pushing her towards another explosive climax. Fear started building inside her as wild pleasure began to build in her again. She felt out of control, as the intense pleasure ripped her minds power from her. All she was now was a wild passionate, needy, erotic woman engulfed in pleasure beyond her experiences.

She heard the crowd roaring in the background. She abruptly realized she was naked, bound to an altar in front of a crowd of people. In a fleeting moment of sanity, she understood that she was now Darrius's willing sacrifice on this altar. She was about to be sacrificed to his cock, but the joyous rapture inside her only wanted more. Before she could be humiliated, the cock inside her came alive and ripped all logical thought from her. The carnal passion controlled her and her body only seemed to demand more.

As she heard the rowdy crowd behind her, visions of being Darrius's sacrifice came back to her. She was now his sacrificial victim, spread open, and tied to the altar and all her naked splendor. The thought of all the audience watching her orgasm on their altar made her tingle in a sexy and beautiful way. Having the crowd watch her writhe in sexual ecstasy only made her cherish the honor of being their sacrifice. The ravenous craving inside her only got stronger.

Never in her entire life had she experienced the unbelievable carnal pleasure that had just devastated her mind and body. She was afraid that she was losing herself, but she didn't have a choice, the bliss was too intoxicating. She was terrified that she couldn't stop, but she wanted more! Oh God she wanted more! Now it was starting again, building towards an even more devastating climax. The first orgasm had been overwhelming and now an even more powerful climax threatened her very sanity.

In a panic she fought against her bonds trying to get away from Darrius, but her arms and legs were trapped in the manacles and she couldn't move. The more she fought the excruciating bliss the more it grew until it was her entire world. As she explosively shattered again, more of her nectar poured onto the altar.

Victoria's mind was trapped somewhere between blissful euphoria and terrified fear. She was trapped on the altar and Darrius seemed intent on extracting every bit of passion inside her. His cock kept throbbing, vibrating and pulsing inside her and she couldn't stop her body from responding. The fact that she couldn't control her body had her terribly frightened, but only in her lucid moments.

The ecstasy roared through her like a series of runaway trains. In between each devastating cum she had only a couple of moments of coherent thought and that's when the panic came. However, the time between orgasms became shorter with the merciless rapture edging out any thought, pushing away her panic. Victoria finally gave in to the unending euphoria and she delighted in the new paradise she had found.

"AAAgggghh... Ohh Gggoodd... OOOhhh... MMMAAA.... MAAASSTTEERR... OOHHHH My MMMAAASSSSTTEERR."

The paradise continued unabated as Victoria felt herself drifting on an erogenous sea. The sensual feelings pushed all of her fears and doubts into the dark corners of her mind. She felt sensual, sexy, but oddly separated from her body. She could feel her body alive with passion, but it was like she was watching someone else. The cock inside her was alive punishing her and at the same time pushing her into a wild passion she had never felt.

Victoria panicked and tried to fight off the euphoria. She tried to clear her mind of the fog or swim to shore in her erotic sea, but she stayed where she was. She concentrated on moving an individual muscle or speaking a word, but nothing happened. She was never one to ever give up and continued trying to regain control of her body. Each new climax was stronger than the last, robbing her of anything but mere moments of rational thought. She tried to fight, but the pleasure was too overwhelming, then suddenly a voice boomed in her head, "You are mine from now on!"

The beautiful, sensuous woman stretched to her limits on a bondage altar, contorting and writhing while continuously climaxing was truly a sight to behold. Her beautiful eyes were lost in a lustful stare, while the rest of her stunning face was contorted blissfully. While stretched to her limits she was being relentlessly fucked by a demon with a cock that filled her beyond anything she could take. The audience swore that you could see the cock moving deep in and out of her as the tiny belly was stretched each time the cock went back inside her.

She started to scream, but it was cut off as she started climaxing again. Her body didn't stop the convulsions, and her pussy was still fucking his cock. He could not hold back and slammed as deeply as he could inside her and buried his cock deep against her cervix, blasting his seed deeply against her cervix. She screamed as her body began wild uncontrollable spasms and convulsions. He held onto her for dear life for fear she would hurt herself.

Most of her noises were unintelligible, but occasionally Darrius would catch, "Master.... AAAgggghh... Ohh Gggoodd... OOOhhh... MMMAAA.... MAAASSTTEERR... OOHHHH My MMMAAASSSSTTEERR."

After about 15 minutes of continuous orgasms, Victoria's body was wracked with orgasmic tremors. Her body looked as though she had been pumping iron for over an hour. Her arms and legs were strained as she tried to protect her sexual core, while her stomach was knotted into a tight six pack. Perspiration was running off her body, and she had been nibbled clean. She had been climaxing continuously for over 20 minutes and she was still moaning, twitching and writhing, as she passed out.

Only when she passed out did Darrius roar and shoot more of his black seed inside her. Her eyes were clouded over, unseeing. Her body and face were glistening with perspiration with remnants of her contortions still spotting her body. Darrius knew she was past her limits as he pulled his cock from her twitching, grasping pussy.

He held her in a tight hug while her contortions eased, she started moaning as she came back. He felt her head stir, and she tilted her face to him. He stared into her lust clouded eyes and felt a love he had only dreamed about. He pulled her head towards his, nibbled on her lips and then they shared a long soulful kiss.

Darrius cradled her twitching body in his arms after he unbuckled her from the altar. Darrius scrutinized her lovingly as he held her in his arms and he felt his heart swell with love for this delicate creature. He had pushed her beyond anything she had endured before and she never wavered, giving her all to him. He pulled her tighter into his arms, showing his love and pride with his eyes and his hug. As she snuggled into his neck she whispered, "Love me Master... don't let me go."

Darrius looked at this beautiful, creature in his arms and felt a passion that he didn't know existed. Her body was still spasming, and her pussy was still throbbing. Her breathing was still labored and gasping. He cradled her head in his hands and looked her over to survey the damage. Her entire torso was covered in bite marks, bruises, sweat, saliva and her muscles were knotted in relief against her skin.

He reached out and cupped her left breast and begin to clean her nipple. But the minute his tongue touched her; Victoria arched her back and pushed her breast further into his mouth. Even after everything that happened this night, her entire body was a sensitive sexual organ that responded to his every touch. Damn she was a magnificent creature.

Several of the men from the audience came forward to take care of Victoria. She was still in a stupor while convulsions still wracked her body. Everyone knew she would be out for a while. The demon gave her one more last longing look and said in a deep baritone voice, "Take care of her, for she is mine now. I will be back to claim her and my child next all Hallows Eve."

The End