Once there was a miller who, like most men of his time period, was prone to view his wife and daughter as property, and so the womenfolk of his household, free-spirited though they were, felt themselves to be objects for his amusement. It was also important for this man that his incredibly sexy daughter, Maria, be a virgin, as if the lining that kept her vagina from use was a commodity to sell as he chose. So, despite much temptation and his daughter's dismay, the miller never once touched his beautiful and pious daughter but instead tied her to the bed while his wife and him had kinky sex all night in various positions and with various perverse contraptions.
As the miller grew older and his stamina grew less and less, he found himself unable to keep up with the work of running the mill after sleepless nights of kinky sex. His womenfolk had little education except as sex slaves. So, little by little, his family fell into poverty.
Fortunately, as a small child, Maria had found a book of sex magic hidden behind the cabinet that held her father's sex toys, and had become quite a fine sorceress, practicing her various magic spells quietly as her parents busied themselves at night.
On the day of her eighteenth birthday Maria sat under the large apple tree, eating a ripe, juicy apple what was to be her nourishment for the day, her long black hair tied in a knot at the back of her head. She nibbled at her breakfast as she tried to find a spell that would save her family from starvation. As she sat, she played with her tight little nipples, rubbing them first clockwise and then counterclockwise, with quick little motions and then with long protracted ones, until she became quite lost in the sensation. She awoke to find the world around her hazy, as though a dense fog had settled around the property while she had been sleeping.
Suddenly, out of the haze, a tall woman with very large breasts and red ringlets of hair that cascaded down to her ankles approached her and bent down, slowly lapping the juice that issued forth from Maria's virgin hole. The pleasure was so intense that Maria could hardly stand it, but at the same time, she couldn't stand for it to stop.
"You summoned me from Hell to make a bargain with you," the red-haired figure said, stopping to look at Maria from between her legs. "If you allow me to continue pleasuring you, the bargain will be sealed and your wish will be granted. Do you want me to continue?"
"Oh, for God's sake, yes!" Maria gasped, parting her legs even further. "I think I'll die if you stop!" The red-haired figure cringed when Maria spoke the name of God, but recovered quickly and returned her tongue to the miller's daughter's pussy. The woman was very skilled at eating pussy and Maria quickly orgasmed, writhing on the grass below the apple-tree, a puddle of juices running temptingly down her inner thighs and leaving a golden stain on the grass. The red-haired woman removed her head from between Maria's sopping wet legs, her mouth completely filled with the younger woman's juices and kissed Maria on the lips, opening her mouth slightly and pushing the contents down Maria's throat, who moaned slightly, savoring the taste. The red-haired woman smiled, the ringlets of her hair dancing in the sunlight.
"As long as you can keep that golden grass safe, your family will be rich and your house will be full of all the minced pies and delicious food you could wish for. But when the grass dies, I'm going to cart you off to Hell to be my sex slave, and you will have to service me and all my minions for all eternity!"
"Oh, I don't want to go to Hell, even if I can eat all the pussy and suck all the cock in the world!" Maria cried. "I have been a pious woman all my life! What would my father think? He's raised me to be such a good little girl!"
"And that's why you'll make such a good sex slave," the woman laughed, tossing her red curls seductively. "I intend to make you want me, one way or another. But for your family's sake, I suggest you tend to that grass a little longer." She pinched Maria's cute little bottom and then disappeared into a cloud of black smoke, leaving behind no trace that she had ever existed.
"This is not good!" Maria exclaimed, straightening her skirt, her sopping wet pussy still sensitive to the touch. "That woman must have been the Devil, and I just sold myself to her, body and soul, for nothing more than money!" And then she began to cry and her tears landed on the golden grass. Maria was afraid the bitterness of her tears would kill the grass and send her to Hell, and so, though the she was still very dismayed, she walked home, rubbing her legs together to try to control her burning pussy.
When she opened the door, her mother ran to her and hugged her, taking in her spoiled dress and sensitive nipples.
"Dearest child, when you left me to sweep outside, the house was barren and there wasn't any food to eat, and suddenly, everywhere I look, freshly baked meat pie! It is a miracle! God has blessed up for your piety!"
"Oh, if only that were so!" the daughter cried. "I have made a pact with the Devil! I sold her my body to satisfy her lust!"
"Dear child, what is the harm of that?" the mother said, holding her close. "Through your sacrifice you have saved your family from starvation. And there must be a way to reverse your contract with the Devil."
"Oh, only if there was!" Maria cried. "She told me that she would cart me away to Hell the moment the golden grass beneath the tree faded. And surely, even the hardiest grass in the world wouldn't survive a winter here."
"Then you must pray," the mother said. "Ask God not to hold you to such a bargain. Surely, such a sacrifice for so pure a cause cannot be punishable in the eyes of the Lord! Take heart, Maria."
"We need to protect that golden grass!" Maria exclaimed.
