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A woman sat alone, thinking to herself as she bathed in a wooden tub.

The woman's name was Felicia.

She had a unique gift, one that she saw as a curse.

Looking up, Felicia realized she wasn't as alone as she had thought.

There was a man in the room, a man named Henry.

He removed his jacket and sat down next to her.

The man looked at her for a moment.

then asked her if she was ready for the ritual that night.

Felicia answered that she was ready for it, but only if it was what Henry truly

wanted. She told him that they could forget the ritual and the rules they

to follow, if that's what he preferred.

He replied that she shouldn't joke about such serious matters, even though

Felicia wasn't joking.

The man looked away.

The sight of her naked breasts difficult for him to avoid with his gaze.

However, Felicia didn't care.

She propositioned him, telling him that he could fuck her however he wanted that

night. The man was appalled. He told her that she knew the rules and that they

weren't to be intimate for two months before the ritual.

Felicia was disappointed, pent up, and more lonely than ever.

Not even her husband would give her what she needed and fuck her.

Henry told her that she should get ready.

Felicia debated if getting rid of her curse was worth possibly losing her

husband.

The man had worked so hard to give her this chance, to cure her of her defect.

He was the one who found out about the ritual that could help her, and who

preform it.

She wasn't going to let his effort be in vain.

She was doing it for him as much as he was for her.

Felicia prepared herself by wearing nothing, nothing but the red robe she

instructed to wear.

She was nervous, but determined.

She told herself she was doing it for love.

Henry had gotten ready as well, adorning the robe many other members like him

wore.

A priest's robe.

Felicia and Henry were deep inside a chamber inside the cult.

She was nervous, tense, and uneasy.

The entire crypt was set up just for her, just for the ritual.

Standing there to greet them was the leader of the cult, Thomas.

With a charismatic smile, the man greeted them.

He was quick with his silver tongue to ease Felicia's tension, quickly winning

her over with his wit and charm.

Henry didn't like how comfortable Thomas was getting with his wife.

They came to perform a ritual to cure his wife, so he reminded them of that

fact.

Thomas agreed, his charm over Felicia still evident.

With a little more sweet talk, he assured her it was time to begin.

She looked at her husband once more, searching for any hint of doubt.

When she turned back to look at Thomas, he was naked.

At first glance, she was shocked.

At second glance, that shock and fear turned into arousal.

Her husband's cock was nowhere near the size of his, not to mention she hadn't

so much as masturbated for two months.

The sight of his massive cock drove her thoughts to wild places.

Thomas told her that it was her turn to strip.

Felicia looked at her husband one more time, giving him one last chance to stop

it.

After seeing his inaction, she began unbuttoning her robe.

Once her robe was open, she looked at him again.

She couldn't believe he was letting her strip for another man.

And since he wasn't stopping her, she continued, letting the robe fall down

shoulders.

the whole while locking her eyes onto Thomas' penis.

It wasn't long before she was fully naked.

She'd bit her lip, thinking about what that cock was going to do to her.

One of the cult members presented Thomas with a pill.

Thomas took it greedily, tossing it down his throat.

Then, with a sly grin, he told Felicia to get on her knees.

Felicia looked at her husband one final time, and once again, he didn't stop

her. So, she got down on her knees like she was told.

His cock was so close she could smell it.

She wanted it so badly, but she'd always loved to tease.

She kissed the head of his penis, letting her soft lips harden his cock.

It hardened rapidly.

Then her lips kissed the tip.

her tongue darting out to lick his pre -cum.

She rest his stiff erection over her face, her arousal growing by the second.

Henry's discomfort grew with his wife's debauchery. But she wasn't going to

stop. She'd just gotten started.

She licked his penis.

Up and down.

Up and down.

It tasted different than her husband's cock.

And for some reason she couldn't explain.

That aroused her.

Her lips closed over his urethra as she sucked his pre -cum directly out of his

penis. But she wanted more.

She wanted his cock in her mouth.

With deliberate skill and precision, she took the man's dick between her lips.

He pushed it in and out, letting it hit the back of her throat with each thrust.

The thrill of taking another man's cock in her mouth, someone other than her

husband, made her cunt wetter than her husband had ever done before.

She took his manhood out of her mouth with a pop, her drool trailing down his

erection.

He pulled her to her feet and admired her beauty, his dick inches away from

sex. With a quick motion, he stepped forward.

sliding his penis between her legs, grazing her glistening cunt.

He let her stand there for a moment, his cock grinding against her wet folds.

Felicia sat down on the altar, both her and Thomas staring at Henry.

With a grin, Thomas told Henry that he was going to fuck his wife right in

of him.

He told him that tonight, she was his.

Making good on his word, He lied her down on the altar, moving back and

letting his shaft graze against her clit with each motion.

Pulling back once more, after taking his time with her, he buried his cock

inside her.

Henry was feeling a whirlwind of mixed emotions.

He was watching someone else fuck the love of his life.

He felt anger, inadequacy, guilt.

and shame, but he also felt aroused.

He gave her a moment to adjust to his size.

She'd never taken any man bigger than her husband, so it was a new experience

for her.

Then he began thrusting.

He pushed his length in and out from the married woman's slick heat.

She was tight against his girth as he pushed into her like a piston.

Felicia, was instructed not to come within the last two months of that

and as he rut into her, she came undone on his cock.

Her mind was clouded by lust, her thoughts murky with intense sexual heat.

She loved her husband, but there was no one she'd rather have fucking her than

the cult leader himself.

No one else would pound into her with such animalistic behavior.

No one else could fill her cunt as well as him and his thick, girthy shaft,

least of all her husband.

In that moment, she was exactly where she wanted to be, on an altar getting

fucked, being impaled by the dick of a stronger, older man with a much larger

cock.

Her first climax came suddenly and without warning.

It was brought on as soon as the feeling of warm cum flooded the walls of her

vagina.

Another man other than her husband had just came inside her, the reality of it

all starting to sink in for the first time.

Henry had noticed before, but she hadn't yet. The many cameras pointed right at

her. Everything was set up to watch her, the cameras, and even the multiple cult

members watching from the sidelines.

Watching the show.

She wasn't given much time to think about anything.

Before she knew it, she was ass up with the man's phallus member inside her

again.

He was rougher with her this time, thrusting inside her with less regard

pleasure or well -being.

He even held her head in place as he thrust into her.

It was an intense sensation for her, especially considering he was thrusting

mighty cock into a hole she had little to no experience with.

He was fucking her hard in her ass and having her husband watch as he did it.

The man continued to push his length inside her anal virginity, each time it

a little deeper.

His penis reached the places her husband never touched.

Even if Henry had fucked his wife in the ass before, his inferior manhood

wouldn't have plundered the depths of the man currently railing into her.

As her anal cavity was being thoroughly stretched open, she had completely

forgotten it was all a ritual to cure her curse.

Henry didn't forget.

His thoughts were louder than ever as he watched his wife being completely and

utterly used in front of him.

He'd never fucked her like that. He never heard her moan and squeal the way

did underneath another man.

He'd never heard her come like that.

And he never thought he'd see another man shoot his load over her backside.

But there they were.

His wife had been fucked twice now.

And he'd just watched without saying so much as a single word.

His silence continued as the man climbed on top of her.

His dick was in her mouth again.

Like a good little slut, she sucked his cum and her juices clean from his dirty

cock.

The cult leader told her that he was going to fuck her again and again and

all night long.

It was then, now that her mind was clear, that her curse activated.

She saw images, flashes of the cult leader bringing multiple different women

that same exact spot, stripping them naked, then fucking them in front of

partner.

She wasn't the first.

There were many others.

It was also then she realized that he couldn't cure her curse. He had lied

so that he could fuck her in front of her husband.

Yet to no one's knowledge, A different evil had been unleashed from the castle

grounds, while everyone else was busy watching Felicia get fucked by Thomas.

An evil that had a grudge against the cult.

One that had found them.

Vanessa had immediately taken a liking to Henry.

She was distracted by him.

Ashen, however, got to work before anyone could react.

With the flick of her wrist, she lifted a cult member off the ground with her

magic, then crushed him into dust.

She reached out, using her power to pull the remaining members into a clump of

bodies, twisting, turning, distorting them until there was nothing left.

She then brought her attention to Thomas, their leader.

With the same effortless power, she lifted him off the ground, holding him

place.

Using her magic, she left him in a state of constant orgasm.

His penis erupted endless bursts of cum.

Seeing such a pathetic man unravel amused Ashen, she reveled at how weak

cult had become.

She then turned her attention to Felicia.

She could sense her power.

Her curse.

Ashen told her that she had a gift.

She told her that her power could be extraordinary if cultivated.

She said that Felicia's power could become bothersome for her future plans,

that she didn't have the heart to kill such a beautiful woman.

Instead, Ashen placed her finger over Felicia's clit, causing her to orgasm

immediately.

Every moment her finger lingered was a moment Felicia's entire body shook from

her climax.

She never came harder or longer. Her entire body was in a consistent state of

high, her mind rewiring itself entirely.

Thomas had been nearly completely drained of his essence, after which

claimed his soul, leaving him nothing but an empty husk.

Vanessa held Henry tight, preventing his escape.

Using the power from Thomas' soul, a portal was opened.

Passing through, they took Henry with them, leaving Felicia all alone.

Reality hit her like a brick.

She had been unfaithful, fucked another man, and failed to get rid of her

ability. A pale woman killed almost everyone in the room.

then placed an unknown curse on her.

But the worst part was, they took Henry.

The love of her life was gone.

She couldn't help but scream.