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Every Wish has its Price (Shadow Runner and deliliah)

She could tell her words hurt. but she thought it was important.

"and driving a car while you are drunk absolves you of all wrong-doing?" She smiled at him, "It just doesn't matter if you knew what would happen to me, it did happen." She watched his eyes look over her, listened to his words about how she was till attractive, but not the same. "I'm not the same? how would yo even know beyond what I told you. You were a little coward who never spoke two words to me. You didn't know shit about me. I mean what did you know about me? did you even know I wanted to be a doctor before I told you about that? Were you a little stalker? Or were you just so fixated, you just assumed I was a good little girl like your mother?" she smirked, "Assuming your mother was such a good girl. I mean, your mother hasn't worked a day in your life, yet she seems to provide you with a decent life. Ever wonder how? Mistress knows. You really didn't do this to her. She did. And you are so determined not to abandon her.. and yet she is gone. I don't even know the details of what Mistress did to your mother, I mean I know a little... but.. " She stops and her smile returns, "...But I guess you can leave since you don't want to fuck me." blackmailing him into sex in order to learn scraps of information... information that has already been promised not to be complete.
 
Judy's words were like hammer blows, smashing into him one right after the other, without a shred of mercy. He started to protest, to deny what she was saying, but every argument he could come up with fell to pieces before it left his mouth. Maybe there was a difference between driving drunk and summoning a fucking demon, but at this point...what did it matter?

"Fine, Judy," he said at last, utterly deflated. "Whatever you say. But that still doesn't answer my original question. Why did you send me that message? Why did you want me here?" David paused for a moment, as the rest of her rant finally sank in, giving her a hard look. "And just what exactly do you know about my mother?"
 
She shook her head, "David.. david.. David..." She almost laughed a snort of sorts.. "Its not that I want you here, Mistress wants you here." She laid bac again, spreading her legs, "There are always prices to pay." She played with her pussy, "You want answers? the question is, are you willing to pay a price? You want to know what i ow about your mother? I will tell you, after you fuck me... as Mistress desires."

Though there had been a ritual performed. Little would David know what the cost of such an act would do. Or at least how it would affect him and his mother. But he had been warned, there is always a price.
 
David blinked at her in shock...though he then spent a few moments berating himself for his stupidity. He should have known that this wasn't Judy's idea. She gave even less of a damn about him now than she did before, but the demoness, on the other hand....

But why? What did she still want with him? His soul in addition to his mother's? Was that it? He knew the smart move was to turn around and leave, just refuse to play her game. Only...what did she know about his mother? That question loomed large in his mind, and try as he might he couldn't shake it. David sighed, bowing to the inevitable, as he slowly nodded in agreement.

"Fine, Judy. I'll pay your price. But after we're done...I expect you to tell me everything." Resigned to his fate, he began stripping off his clothes.
 
She smiled widely as we began stripping of his clothes. "Well everything i know."

She knelt down in front of him, and used her hands to help him strip of his pants and underwear. She used her hands to hold his penis as she started slow and long licks to h get it a little hard so she could wrap her lips around something a bit more stiff.
 
David groaned as she threw out that little tidbit. Of course the demon was holding something back. He should have seen that one coming, but it was obvious that whatever Judy did know about his mother was important, at least, important to him. She knelt before him, helping him undress, and under any other circumstances he'd have been thrilled at the idea.

But under these, he just wanted to get it over with.

She began stroking his cock, licking her lips in anticipation. Well, at least she's had plenty of practice lately, he thought cruelly to himself. David still felt the guilt of what he'd done to her, but it was hard to reconcile the image of the girl she'd been before with this...gleefully evil cum-guzzling slut on her knees in front of him. But she was still beautiful...if in a more bimbo-ish way now...and she knew exactly how to turn him on. And despite his disgust, he started getting hard in her hands.
 
She stopped licking him for just a moment as she still used her hands to stimulate him. She gave him a wink with a smile, and brought her lips to his cock. At first just a little suckling on it swishing the head with her tongue, but quickly moved to her trading his while length.

She deep throated him as she sucked on him for a couple minutes. Then she stopped... "Do you have a hole you'd like to cum in? I have three very tight ones..."
 
....she was real good at blowjobs...

Well of course she is, he thought with sudden disgust, didn't she just say she'd sucked off five guys already...and it's barely noon. Despite himself, he started to moan, his hips moving back and forth...but when she pulled his cock out of her mouth and asked which hole he'd like to fuck, that made him pause. At first he was going to say to just keep going with her mouth, to keep it simple and speed things up...but those five guys loomed large in his head. Yuck.

"Your ass," he decided. In for a penny....
 
She smiled, "didn't think you were that kinky.." and giggled as she pulled her lips of his cock with an audible 'pop.'

She slowly sat back, almost falling back, but a little slower. She reached for a bottle, and squeezed out some lube... She used her middle finger to rub her asshole. And then shifted her legs over, giving him a view of her legs and the profile of her ass... And quickly turned over to all fours, and then moved from her hands to her elbows for support so her as was up in the air.. She giggled as she wiggled her butt as an invitation...
 
The first time he'd had sex with Judy, it was sweaty fun in a janitor's closet. The second, a reluctant rape that turned out to be nothing more than a game. But this time...David felt something very different. Watching her lube up her ass before getting on all fours and wiggling her butt in invitation...lust and anger took the driver's seat. Anger at her. Anger at the demon. Anger at himself, most of all. He felt his teeth grinding as he kneeled behind her, pressing the head of his cock up against her greasy hole.

If was going to do this...then he was going to make it hurt.

His finger dug cruelly into the flesh of her hips as he pushed forward, forcing her sphincter to give way. There was no tenderness this time, no gentle caresses, no giving her body time to adjust. David just shoved his own hips forward, as he vowed to show her ass no mercy.

You want to get fucked? You should be careful what you wish for, his inner voice snarled, as he drove even deeper inside of her.
 
She wiggled her ass playfully waiting for David to come to her. She felt his fingers dig into her hips and she slowed her wiggle waiting for him press his penis to her ass. But it wasn't quite like that. he pushed and pushed hard. "Ohh.. owww." she managed to start, he was more aggressive than she had anticipated.

Within seconds she was fully impaled on his cock. "Ahh.. I wasn't expecting that..." she knew what was happening, he was taking out her frustration on him. But she couldn't make it seem like it was okay with her... "Ah.. ahh.. just a bit more gentle, please. my ass doesn't work the same way my pussy does. Just go easy at first.. give it a minute to two to slacken, and then you can be a bit more aggressive." A lesson from a pornstar, but at the same time, she thought he was going to just be full-on aggressive and give her words no mind beyond the pleasure of knowing he was going to ignore her pleas.
 
This wasn't him, or at least, it hadn't been, until now...despite all evidence to the contrary. He was a rapist now, after all, even if it had turned out Judy and the demoness had played him for a fool. But at the time, he'd absolutely believed it was real. Her fear, her attempts to fight back, he'd bought into it all...and it hadn't stopped him. As much as he tried to tell himself that he hadn't had a choice, that he was just doing it to save his mother...and didn't that turn out nicely, he thought sarcastically...none of that changed the fact that he had willingly raped a woman.

This woman.

David couldn't even pretend it was all her fault. It was his fault, and he knew that...but it didn't change how he felt. He dug his fingers in harder, intentionally trying to hurt her, as he ignored her pleas to be a bit more gentle. "You wanted sex, Judy...or your Mistress did," he growled, as his belly slapped against her ass again and again. "Well....here it is," he yowled, ramming his cock hard into her tender butt hole.
 
"It hurts when-" she gasped, "Ow.. please." She was begging for mercy. She felt him pounding into him. Did it feel good? Not really? But she pretended like she was hurting more than she was. But truthfully he was an amateur... she had done porno shoots rougher than this and pretended to enjoy them... In fact she kinda did enjoy them. This wasn't much different.

she felt him 'drive it home' hard and furiously over and over. her gasping 'in pain.' "Please. just finish.. no more... it hurts..."

She paused she head his last words... NO more begging for mercy, no more grunts of pain, just the sounds of his flash slapping against hers... until she said.. "But you have a choice.. I don't..." Whether she meant that he was in control, or that she was literally a slave to her Mistress was up to him, if he even listened... "Please, just cum..."
 
So, they did have something in common after all...other than their connection to the demoness, that is. He wanted this over as much as she did, well, maybe not just as much, considering...but still, David wasn't in any more of a mood to draw this out than Judy was. And the way his anger was driving him....not to mention her new found skills she'd picked up from the Porn industry...he felt himself getting closer to his own orgasm a lot quicker than he would have normally expected. His hips moved faster and faster, and with one last thrust he erupted inside her ass, spewing his seed deep into her guts, panting heavily with the exertion.

But cumming didn't bring him any pleasure, if anything, he felt worse. The post-coital guilt washed over him, ashamed that side of him had been brought to the surface so easily. What's happening to me? he asked himself...but of course, he already knew the answer. He started an avalanche with the summoning, and now he was being carried right along with it.

David pulled his cock from her ass, unable to look at her, pulling his pants back up and buckling his belt. "...I've paid your price," he said quietly, "...now tell me what you know about my mother."
 
She felt his cock spurt into her ass. She laid there silently letting him do it. Letting him get rid of his frustrations in a sexual burst..

He pulled out and demanded hi answers. She nodded her head, "Okay, just give me a minute." She walked up and left coming back with a white wet cloth, and wiping a way cum and blood. Of course she does it matter-of-facty, as he made her bleed, but it was okay as she had thought earlier, she had worse treatment in her work environment.

"Where do we start? again i don't know everything, just what Mistress wants and has allowed you to know." She folded the cloth in half and just seemed to ease it. "Well the most important thing for you to understand.. is this is more of an experiment, than anything specific, Mistress has never done anything lie this and does not know the end result..." She pauses looking at his pants, e just pulled everything up so quickly, "You didn't need a wash cloth did you? Oh, Don't worry about that little mark on your penis." he probably hadn't noticed it yet, currently looks like a little bruise... it will be different in a few hours..
 
David hadn't noticed the blood. He'd been in such a hurry to get it over with...and lets face it, you were so pissed off you just didn't care, he thought sickly to himself, he hadn't bother to look at what he'd done to her. But as she retrieved the washcloth and cleaned herself up, his already low opinion of himself took another nosedive. But she finished quickly, as if it was a normal everyday occurrence...and lets not think about that too deeply, shall we?...and began to explain what she knew.

"...wait.....WHAT?" he exclaimed, staring at her in horror. "What do you mean...an experiment?" It was bad enough that a fucking demon had taken control of their lives, but if a denizen of the Underworld didn't have a clue what was going to happen next...

David broke out into a cold sweat, terrified of the implications of that statement...until the second part of her statement sank through his brain. "A mark?" He swallowed hard, and then reached out and snatched the washcloth from her hands, yanking down his pants and wiping away the blood and cum...and spotted a purplish discoloration that hadn't been there before.

"What is this?" he whispered in shock.
 
"Yes, an experiment. An idea she got from paying attention to science. She had never heard about it before, liked it, and decided to do an experiment of corruption. She put something dark in your mother, not her soul, mistress still had that... But the idea is simple, well he memories, deeds and biology corrupt what misses put in your mother? Or will the thing corrupt what your mother is?"

She watched him look at his penis, don't worry about that, it will go away the next time you have sex... And who ever you have sex with, week really enjoy your cock."
 
"I can't believe this," David muttered, half to himself, staring at the mark, before finally putting his cock back in his pants...and then he paused, eyeing Judy carefully. "So whoever I have sex with next will really enjoy it. Fine...but what else happens to them?" He'd learned...the hard way...that the demoness didn't give anything away for free.

"If this "Gift" is anything like the last one...maybe I should just have sex with you again," David said carefully. "I've already corrupted enough people, thank you very much. I'd prefer not to add to the list...or make things worse for someone." He very emphatically did not mention his mother by name....but they both knew it was implied.
 
"I'm not allowed say what the consequences are. Truthfully I'm not even sure. I was just told to make you aware." She shook her head. "I think you misunderstand my connection to mistress, I'm an instrument of her will... I sleep at night, she tells me things, I'm not allowed to ask questions.. Weep more like i have no choice.. And if I don't do as she is told.... Bad things happen to me... If i do them, I feel oddly good even if the deeds were bad."

She smiled at his comment about having sex with her., "you can try. But I don't think you can have sex with me anytime in the next half hour, unless you have a magic penis." Which Italy, he sorry if did have just not for multiple orgasms. But what he will find is an inability to have an erection until the next time he is around his mother.

"
 
David unconsciously glanced down at his crotch, and tried to will himself an erection. His mind filled with erotic images....but nothing happened. Not even a twitch. He grimaced, shaking his head. Of course it wouldn't be that easy.

"And if I choose....celibacy? Simply not have sex with anyone? Ever?" Which was a fairly depressing possibility for a young man who wasn't considering joining the Priesthood, but considering the alternative... "What happens then?"
 
"Now he asks a good question..." She giggled, " in a week it will fade as well the affect. If you can hold out a week..."

But of course, it's all planned against his mother, give her a need for her son. And when near his mother he will find himself drawn to her.
 
David laughed....the first actually laugh he'd had since this all started. "A week? I can do a week standing on my head." He smirked at her, turning to go. "Tell your Mistress nice try....but no sale." He strode out of the house and back to his car, pulling out of the driveway and heading back to campus.

That fucking demon bitch thinks she can pull my strings? I've got news for her...I'm nobody's puppet, he thought to himself. All I have to do is stay away from Mom...and we'll be fine.

I hope.
 
"She heard him laugh and then she looked back at him, "You haven't been listening at all have you. I can't talk to mistress, it one way. But not paying attention to details is what got you into this in the first place, isn't it?" she shook her head as he closed the door an her the engine of his car start up. Then she said aloud to herself, "Poor guy, will probably think his lack of erections in the next few days is due to his paranoia of causing problems," but in truth he won't be able to get hard until he smells something like the scent his mother has started giving off when she is horny.

Judy went to the bathroom to take a shower wondering how David would react as the 'bruise' slowly turned into a tattoo of a dragon's head.

--- --- --- A couple days later --- --- ---

Being a week since the night with the demon bitch, and a few days since she sent David away, she was feeling odd. she had never had her sex drive in s much overdrive. it took Sarah all she could do not to just go down to the nearest bar, and pick a guy to take home. And there was a perpetual masturbation. she left to get some groceries the previous day, and when she came back, she could smell her sex throughout the house. A second trip went to get some candle's and spray scents so if David came over it wouldn't affect him.

she told David there should be some normalcy, and wait until movie night. it was movie night. She was naked watching television, casually rubbing her clit with one hand, and texting David with the other, "Movie night still on, hun? did you want to bring a movie over? or see a movie int he theater?"
 
David had spent the first few days walking on eggshells, trying to avoid women as much as possible....which was a problem considering half the people on the planet were women. But each woman he'd been near had done nothing for him, not so much as a twitch. He would have breathed a deep sigh of relief, except for the minor little detail of the mark on the head of his dick. He'd inspected it carefully every time he was in the bathroom, and the discoloration had morphed into a very detailed image of a dragon's head. It looked like a tattoo...but he hadn't been that drunk recently. There was a gnawing worry in the pit of his stomach, but short of hacking it off....

When he got a text a few days later, his eyebrows rose in surprise once he saw who it was from. As she casually discussed movie night, like it was any normal Wednesday, his fingers drummed nervously on the armrest of his chair while he debated how to respond. "Thnk we should avoid theater", he texted back. "B thr with mov at 8. Luv U." He sent the text, and debated what movie to bring. Suicide Squad, maybe?

A little before 8 he was at the front door of his mother's house, DVD in hand, with a 6-pack of root beer under his arm. David rang the bell...praying she was as normal as her text had sounded.
 
she smiled when she saw his response... but she quickly pushed herself to one more orgasm. she needed to get the place in better shape. She spent some time cleaning up the place... Again, she was fully aware of the smell in her house, and it needed to go away, she saw what the scent did to him earlier. the candles she lit, the plugins she plugged into thee wall, the incense, it was making the place smell like a yankee candle shop... But at least he wouldn't smell her arousal, and wouldn't be affected by her pheromones or whatever...

She didn't have a ton of time to put together a meal since she spent so much time cleaning, but she did go simple, tacos.

She got dressed. first time since she had gone out shopping she had clothes on while in the house, it almost seemed weird. Pair of jeans, and a pink sweater.

She saw him pull in. The tacos were just about done. And she went to the door to answer it as he walked up the steps.. "Hi David." She gave him a hug. There was something about him... she couldn't put her finger on it. "Missed you. come on in."
 
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