Page 24 of Voodoo Doll
Pulling out until just the tip of me remained inside her, I thrust in once more. Her inner walls gripped me like a vice, hot and wet and perfect beyond belief. The ancestors’ power swirled and rose within me as I began pumping faster and deeper, pushing her into the hard wood of the table with each thrust.?
Réclamez-la. Possédez-la. Possédez-la. Nourrissez vos ancêtres.
Faster and faster I fucked her, riding the crescendo of magic that swirled around us, invisible to any but me. I sat up, grabbing the backs of her thighs and bending her legs up until her knees touched her breasts. Splayed open for me, she was a sight to behold.?
The vessel for my power, and my pleasure.
Gasping for breath, she moaned with pleasure as I slammed into her violently and without mercy. This new position allowed me to watch my cock sink even deeper into her satin core, hitting just the right spot and making her eyes roll back into her head as she shuddered around me, exploding into bliss.?
Her entire body writhed uncontrollably, and her cunt spasmed and tightened around my cock as she came hard. Already on the verge myself, I could not hold back any longer as she all but pulled the orgasm from me with her vice-like grip. My head fell back with an animalistic roar for the ancestors to take my offering. I exploded inside of her, thick ropes of hot cum spurting from me and filling her completely, and I lost myself. My vision clouded until all I could see was the woman I had just claimed once and for all.
My entire body shook, trembling not only with the force of the orgasm that had just ripped through me, but from thefeeding of the ancestors. They took her power, pulled through the intimate, violent acts of connection and dominance and freely offered submission we had just engaged in. I vibrated as I sat there, cock still buried in her cunt, working as the physical embodiment of the conduit between the ancestors and the offering I had laid before them. I could still feel the power being drawn out of her through me.
Votre offre est acceptée. C’est fait.
It was complete. The ancestors had fed on her power, had accepted my offering, and it was done.?
The voices of the ancients thrumming through my veins, through my very essence, receded, giving me a calm mind and clear thought once again. I looked down at Luna’s naked form, pulling my cock from her slowly.?
She squirmed as my seed spilled from her swollen pussy lips. Taking the knife in hand, I loomed over her, her eyes unable to focus on me as she slowly blinked. Her pupils were blown wide from the sheer amount of pain and pleasure that had racked her body. The blade, still red with her blood, glimmered in the low candlelit room.?
“Eyes, my dark moon,” I commanded. Her eyes popped open, focusing on my own, if only just. Her body trembled as she saw the blade, but I shushed her. “You were exquisite. My perfect little puppet for me to control, my perfect living doll. And you taste… delectable.” I trailed off on a hedonistic inhale, the coppery scent of her dried blood on the knife making my cock stir with arousal again. Flicking my tongue over the sharp knife’s edge, I let the metallic taste burst over my tongue. Her gasp below me let me know that my eyes had gone black with lust and power once again.?
The power of a lost soul was truly unparalleled.?
Removing myself from her body, still laying limp and nearly lifeless on the table and smelling of blood, sweat, and sex, I putaway my tools of sadism. I made quick work of it, turning to help her to a sitting position with more care than I had wanted to. I wanted to keep her in this rag-doll like state, a willing and yet fear-stricken vessel for the power the ancestors craved so desperately. But that was not to be. Not today, at least.?
Fingers grasping her chin forcefully until she winced, I demanded her attention.?
“Do you understand now, my dark moon?” I hissed at her.?
“Understand what, Master?” Fuck me. Those words had my cock more than stirring. I needed to possess her fully, and not just for one night. But I would be patient.?
“Do you understand the power of the voodoo doll?” Her eyes flickered up to mine, the dilation of her pupils slowly receding. She shook, an aftershock of the power she had given to the ancestors, and to me.?
“I do. I really do.”?
“And do you still wish to have a doll to use for yourself? To exact your vengeance on those who have wronged you?” I asked, rubbing the pad of my thumb over the cracks on her lips, chapped from her screams and the lack of hydration.?
Her eyes focused, narrowing in on mine with a purpose and a drive I had not seen from her in all the days since she had first stumbled into my shop.?
“More than anything.” Her seething dedication to her plan was not lost on me. That was the power of a lost soul.?
“Good. Then a doll of your own you shall have. Wait right there.” I turned from the table, leaving her sitting there in her disheveled and filthy nudity, covered in sweat and my cum still dripping from between her thighs, in order to craft a doll for her to use.?
A few minutes later, a wave of my hand, a whispered incantation, and a bit of theatrical sleight of hand resulted in a small burst of flame over the doll, and it was ready.?
“Out of curiosity, Luna, what is it you plan to do with this doll? Have you decided who you will choose to exact your revenge on? The unfaithful ex-boyfriend? Or perhaps the best friend who never truly saw you as an equal?” I taunted, curious as to her plan.?
“I can only choose one?” she asked, on the barest hint of a whisper.?
“Only one,ma chère.” I handed her the doll, her small hand wrapping around the rough burlap with a quizzical look on her face.?
“I would need two to…” she trailed off, a brilliant blush marring her face as she stopped herself from uttering her actual plan.?
“What is your plan,ma chère? Be honest. Let me help you.”?
“You can’t help me with this.” She insisted.
