Just Call Me Lily

Luke & Lily

I adore the scent of a congressman. They're essentially made of deceit, and it wafts through the air like fresh bread and pastries from a bakery. I'm careful not to fully indulge in most of them. A missing senator would bring about unwanted attention. The last thing I need is to be completely involved with human chaos. So I opt to make them worship my pussy instead. Send them on their way and then curse them with venereal disease... Simply because I can.

This one however, can be devoured. His name is slandered day and night by the media. Fate would have it that a leader of a sex trafficking ring be arrested. His bank statements suggested that the face I am currently sitting on, had invested in the operation. He is a perfectly good meal, his death would come as no surprise. I'll see to it that Farooq and I get rid of his remains ourselves. I cant be too sure the servants will do it right.

My new toy is beginning to panic. He's slapping at my hips and thighs, trying his best to wriggle free from my snatch. I continue grinding and laughing until his arms begin to weaken. Only then did I allow him the privilege of air. He violently gasped, trying desperately to catch his breath. I positioned myself between his legs with my pussy fully exposed and watched his suffering. His cock looks as thought it will break the straps of the cage permitting it a full erection. It amazes me how hard a man's cock can get while he's choking.

"Holy shit.. Your pussy's gonna be the death of me gurl" he choked out in a deep southern accent and chuckled..

I deviously smiled and gave his swollen balls a firm slap, making him yelp in pain. I began removing the cage from his penis so that I may pleasure myself with it. His clean shaven dick and balls have turned hot pink, inflamed from the abuse inflicted upon it.

"No offense.. But I was surprised a colored gal owned this estate. All I'd hear  is white socialite gossip 'bout it being sold to old money" he said, then winced once I began squeezing at the base of his balls and around his cock. It looks like it will pop any minute..

"I'm certain 'old money' is code for illegal..  Either way you must be loaded in order to afford this place" He continues to say through a strangled voice..

I released him from my grip and gave his tightened dick and balls another hard slap. This one had more force to it, making him roll into a fetal position and squeal like a pig..

"Don't talk... All I need from your mouth is your tongue. Now lie on your back and stick it out" I demanded..

"Not until you hear my proposition.. Then you can do whatever you desire with ma tongue" he struggled to say..

"Proposition?... You haven't anything of any importance to me" I replied...

"Oh but I think I do.. See I know this old mansion has a dungeon. It used to serve  as punishment to runaway slaves. Now I'm sure it houses those willing slaves you got serving champagne downstairs" he said and I raised my brow..

"Oh yes... Liilly is it?... I know what Stockholm syndrome and fear looks like. I've seen it many times in the lil gifts I receive for my handsome donations.. I know for sure those boys ain't no ain't no hired help" he said, flashing a conniving grin..

"Meaning?" I asked

"Which means I know you indulge in a unique lifestyle.. For the right price off the books I can supply you with whatever type of ass you wont"  he replied and I threw my head back in laughter..

"Now why would I do such a thing?... When I have a perfectly good piece of ass right here. For free?" I asked..

"Because I'll keep ma mouth shut 'bout your lil secret.. So long as you provide me enough to live on and a way out of the country. I'm sure you know my situation" he replied..

I rolled my eyes and sighed. He's really starting boring me with his useless chatter and it's ruining the mood. His sagging middle aged body was already a turnoff. I placed my hand on my hip and stared down at him in disgust..

"So whataya say?... We got a deal?" he said and smiled, extending his hand for me to shake it..

I back handed him instead, then snatched him up by his hair immediately after. I forced his head between my legs and buried his face in my pussy. I began grinding myself to an orgasm, uncaring if he could breathe or not.

My eyes are closed and I feel the climax approaching. I'm ready to shift but my fireplace thwarts my attention. The blaze quickly grew into a fiery curtain and then opened, revealing a passageway. A tall, dark and handsome fellow soon emerged from the darkness. His eyes are but windows to his flaming grace, revealing his true identity..

"Why are you here interrupting my dinner Lucifer?" I asked with disdain while the senator flails his arms about..

"I have already claimed that soul Lilith.. He is to be hellbound once he expires, not trapped inside that bottomless pit you call a stomach" he replied..

"You gotta be kidding" I said and pushed the congressman's head away from my snatch..

He gasps for air and then instantly grew alarmed once he noticed we now have company.. "Who the hell are you?" He choked out..

Lucifer and I completely ignored the humans question and continued staring each other down.. "All the souls I devour are hellbound dear husband... What makes this human so special?" I asked, my voice dripping vindictiveness..

"Nothing special really.. I'm just going to enjoy torturing this one. Things have gotten a tad boring in hell lately" he replied..

"In other words you're simply here to ruin my fun" I said.. Lucifer shrugged his shoulders and let out a devious chuckle..

"Who the fuck are you people?!" The senator yelled..

"Fine... He's all yours" I continued to say and then snapped the senator's neck..

"How mature of you Lilith" Lucifer rolled his eyes and said..

The senator's soul emerged from his corpse. He immediately panicked like most humans do the moment they notice their dead bodies. He screamed in terror once our true identities were revealed to him. Nothing ethereal is hidden in the realm of the dead.

"GOD NO!.. PLEASE GOD NO!... FORGIVE ME PLEEEEASE!... I know not what I do... Please.." The senator fell to his knees, wailing like an infant..

The pitiful display gave Lucifer and I a hearty laugh.. "Oh you're much to late for that sweetheart... The creator stopped listening to you ages ago" I replied..

He straightened his face once reality set in, then continued sobbing while we continued rejoicing his damnation with laughter...