Lady Death- The Summoning

by PJ

 

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Warning.  Adult material.

 

 

Cecil carefully closed the leather-bound book of magick, then

set it upon its shelf and left his cluttered study.  The slim

man walking towards his basement had short brown hair, brown

eyes, and a whisper-thin figure.  At the moment, Cecil was

dressed in a flowing black robe tied shut with a silver rope.

Cecil left his darkened manor house and descended slowly down a

shadow-filled staircase.  Reaching the bottom of the stairs,

Cecil turned on an overhead light, then quickly went about the

circular room lighting red candles in ornate golden holders.

When the cement-walled room was filled with soft candlelight,

Cecil turned off the electric illumination, then began to draw a

pentagram within a circle using a blood-red piece of chalk.  The

thin man whispered words of power has he drew the magical sigil,

then he sat down outside the circle in a lotus position and

began chanting the invocation of Summoning with a loud voice.

 

"Goddess of Death, come to me!  Diva of Destruction, answer my

call!" shouted Cecil over and over again.  Minutes passed into

hours as Cecil chanted the words from his book, but nothing

appeared to be happening.

 

"Lady Death, come into my presence!  Conquerer of Hell, I summon

thee to this circle!" yelled the sweating man desperately as his

voice began to go out.

 

Suddenly, a warm glow infused the pentagram, and a dull roar

began to build in the basement's walls.  Cecil waited with

anticipation as a ruby beam shot out of the center of the circle

and splashed wetly upon the ceiling.  Thunder shook the basement

and the manor above it as hot red light filled the circle and

beat against Cecil's pale flesh.  The slender-limbed man swiftly

stood and took off his black robe, exposing his naked body to

the heat of the light as a feminine shape began to take form

within the pulsing beam.  With an explosive clap of thunder, the

ruby light disappeared, leaving only the beautiful body of Lady

Death standing at the center of the pentagram.

 

"You called?" inquired the Diva of Death as she gazed around the

basement with blank, white eyes.

 

"Yes, I summoned you," replied Cecil nervously.  "You must obey

me now."

 

"Oh, really?" remarked Death with an arched eyebrow.  "You do

have a high opinion of yourself."

 

"I know the rules, I've studied the art of Summoning for years,"

said Cecil defensively.  "Now, take off your clothes and kneel

before me."

 

"Let me get this straight, you spend your whole life studying

magick, you risk your immortal soul to cast a Summoning, and now

you want me to take off my clothes like some cheap whore, you're

really whacked, you know," commented Lady Death with her hands

on her shapely hips.

 

"Take off your clothes now, bitch!" screamed Cecil with a spray

of spittle.

 

"As my master commands," replied Lady Death in a bored voice

before she removed her leather bra, skull-decorated panties, and

long, black cape.  Clad only in her leather arm gloves and

thigh-length, high-heeled boots, Lady Death knelt down

submissively and clasped her delicate hands together in front of

her ample breasts.

 

"Now sit down and spread your legs apart," ordered Cecil as

perspiration trickled down his face.

 

Moving into a sitting position, Lady Death spread her firm, slim

legs apart, revealing her white-lipped pussy and a small mound

of silver pubic hair.

 

"Now play with yourself, slut," commanded Cecil.

 

Nodding her head in acknowledgement, Lady Death ran her right

hand across her labia, shivering slightly with arousal as she

caressed and stroked the petals of her cunt.  Cecil breathed

harshly as the naked goddess fingered her warm snatch, her large

breasts heaving up and down.  Lady Death licked her moist red

lips with a pink tongue as she inserted a long finger into her

vagina and began thrusting deeply into her fuckhole.  Cecil

panted softly as he watched the white-skinned woman probe her

own slit with her fingers, her soft moans echoing lewdly within

the basement.  Cecil felt his cock stiffen with arousal as he

watched Lady Death caress her tits with her left hand, then lick

her blue-tinged nipples until they grew hard and erect.  The

naked woman reclined back until she lay on the cold floor of the

basement, then she continued to push two fingers into her wet

pussy as she thrust her crotch in Cecil's direction, letting the

shaking man inhale her rich female scent.  The naked man grasped

his cock with shaking hands and started to jerk himself off as

he looked at Lady Death's outspread legs and her throbbing cunt

as she masturbated at his command.  The leather-booted woman

moaned loudly as she orgasmed, releasing a stream of warm cream

that pooled beneath her firm, round ass.  Cecil groaned with

desire as he watched the woman's honey trickle out of her pussy,

fighting the urge to cross the barrier and lick the slut's cum

off the floor.

 

Lady Death looked up long enough to see Cecil's anguish, then

she smiled maliciously and moved onto her hands and knees.

Turning her smooth ass towards her master, the silver-haired

goddess ran the fingers of her right hand across her dripping

cunt, then plunged three fingers into her clenching love tunnel.

She moaned loudly with pleasure as she pushed her digits deeply

into her snatch, thrusting her ass lewedly at Cecil as her round

breasts bobbed in rhythm to her movements.  Cecil watched

breathlessly as Lady Death's vagina sucked hungrily on her slim

fingers, imaging his engorged cock deep in her slit, filling her

womanhood.

 

"Come on.  Fuck me, master," moaned Lady Death as she fingered

her pussy and panted for breath.

 

"No, you'll kill me if I break the circle," replied Cecil as he

stroked his rod with his left hand.

 

"Please, I want to feel you in me now," begged the naked sex

goddess as her pale body shuddered in sexual bliss.

 

"No, I can't," moaned Cecil pathetically as his prick ached to

enter the naked woman's wet pussy.

 

"Please, master, fuck me.  I won't hurt you," promised Lady

Death as she rose up on her knees and cupped her large breasts

with both hands, caressing and stroking her sweet flesh that

glistened with sweat.

 

Lust filled Cecil's brain and clouded it like a thick fog as he

jumped into the circle and pushed the naked woman onto her hands

and knees, then grabbed her shapely hips tightly.  The Diva of

Death smiled triumphantly as she felt the thin man push his

erect cock deeply into her cunt, then begin pumping rhythmically

with his crotch.  Lady Death moaned loudly as Cecil fucked her

pussy, lowering her head and allowing her long, silver hair to

conceal her face.  Cecil smiled with pleasure as his cock was

sucked into the prone woman's slit and pressed into a vice-like

grip.  He caressed the kneeling woman's naked back, then reached

under her to squeeze and pinch her bobbing tits.  Lady Death

panted loudly as she pushed her crotch wantonly on her master's

cock, pressing his tool deeply into her belly.  Cecil shuddered

as he shot his load, filling Lady Death's womb with his hot

seed.  The white-skinned woman moaned loudly as she orgasmed a

second time, coating the man's rod with her slick fluids.

 

Cecil pulled out of Lady Death's clenching pussy, then knelt

back and tried to regain his breath.  The beautiful sex goddess

turned to regard her master, then pushed him gently to the floor

and mounted his aching crotch.

 

"Wait, give me a minute to rest," said Cecil as he tried to sit

up.

 

"No, my lord, I need you to fuck me now," moaned Lady Death as

she moved Cecil's cock into her cunt with her hand, then sat

down slowly on his meat pole.

 

"No!  I'm not ready!" shouted Cecil as Lady Death began pushing

his penis deeper into her ravenous slit.

 

"Ummm, that feels so good," groaned the lovely Diva as she

placed her small hands on Cecil's chest and started pumping his

rod like a bitch in heat.  The prone man pressed his hands

desperately on Lady Death's heaving breasts in a weak attempt to

push her off.  The naked woman smiled down at the man warmly as

she fucked his tool, rubbing her crotch firmly against her

lover's.  Cecil began gasping softly as Lady Death's pussy

squeezed his cock, then he moaned as the horny woman leaned down

and kissed him lustfully on the mouth, exploring his throat with

her warm tongue.  The naked man's body jerked slightly as Lady

Death lay atop him, her round breasts pressed against his thin

chest as she fucked his rod eagerly.  Cecil shot a thin stream

of cum into Lady Death's hot snatch, but her voracious love

tunnel demanded more seman, crushing his penis as it drank every

last drop.

 

"You're so good," moaned Lady Death as she continued fucking the

groaning man under her.  "I want to fuck you forever, master."

 

"No, get off," panted Cecil as he struggled weakly under the

naked woman.  "I can't breathe."

 

"But you're so delicious, I could never let you go," whispered

Lady Death in Cecil's ear as she pumped his cock with her tight

slit.  "I want to feel you inside me."

 

"Arrgggh," groaned Cecil before he shuddered and died.

 

"Oh, pooh," said Lady Death as she stood up from the dead, naked

man and looked down at him.  "I broke another one."

 

Sighing in frustration, Lady Death draped her black cloak over

her bare shoulders, then descended into the floor with a pout.

 

THE END.