Lucian, the man is sexy and gorgeous, but when he transitions into the Devil, he is vicious and evil and highly sexual in his perverted way. If you have enjoyed my previous chapters, I hope you continue to enjoy his temptations in this one, but please read no further if you do not like, nor approve of rough, hard core sex. This is not a nice love story!
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My following story is purely a work of sexual fantasy and is complete fiction. The names of my characters are all fictitious and do not represent anyone living or deceased.
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In light of Camille's refusal to accompany him, Lucian had decided he would spend two weeks in and around New York, and not the one week he had originally intended. If she didn't want to have sex with him, then he would arrange his own fuck fest!
Camille had been in touch with her mother who was supporting her whole heartedly in her endeavours. At last, a permanent solution to her problems. She just needed a little time, and this provided it.
"Darling I really wanted to come with you, but I have something very important to do. I promise you, you will be pleased with me when you return."
Well he certainly wasn't now. He kissed her goodbye and headed towards the airport to meet Tim, his assistant. He would be waiting for him to board his private jet.
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It had been decided that he and Tim would stay in NYC until Thursday to work, then head to his mansion in The Hamptons for a long weekend before heading back to the City. Lucian had told his PA to arrange one of his infamous sex parties for the weekend for all the important business contacts and coven members. The girls would be provided by Madam Cindy, who's services he had called on many times in the past.
Her girls were always the best. She knew exactly what was required. Gorgeous classy looking girls, large tits, fetish wear and open minded ladies who were up for anything and everything. She was also a member of the coven so briefed them fully on the well known clientele and the confidentiality that would naturally be required.
Lucian picked up the phone ringing on his desk. "Hello Lucian, Madam C here. How are you doing?" She asked.
"I'm good thanks Cindy. What have you got for me this time"
"How many girls do you want this weekend? I can give you fifteen if that's enough. These girls love sex and are up for anything but nothing that will cause them lasting harm." She told him.
"I understand completely, and that number will be just perfect. That'll work out at approximately one girl for every three or four guys."
"Brilliant. you will be pleased with what I am sending you. And I must tell you I have the perfect package for you. You're gonna be so pleased when you see what I have selected especially for you."
His interest was peaked, he couldn't wait to see what she was sending him.
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Camille waited nervously for Miranda to arrive. Her mother had made all the arrangements, and Miranda was due to arrive shortly after Lucian had left.
Camille had thought long and hard before making the decision to go ahead with the piercings. She desperately wanted to be the sexy kind of wife Lucian, or Satan wanted. She had been chosen for him and would be his for life. She wanted theirs to be an ever lasting, sexy, lustful marriage. She didn't want him to have need to wander, though she did wonder if that would ever be possible. Satan by his nature was a highly sexual beast. At least this way she would effectively be his servant, and could accept his huge lust for other women, if necessary.
But now she was worried. was she really doing the right thing? Would she regret his control over her - she thought she could always remove the piercings if necessary. Was it going to hurt real bad?
"Don't worry too much darling. Miranda will be gentle with you, and we're giving you something to help with the pain." Her mother assured her.
"So are you prepared dear? Have you had the tonic yet?" Miranda asked.
"Yes, I'm ready." Her mother held her hand.
"Deep breath darling!" Miranda pushed the first needle through her right nipple.
"Left one now." And again. It really wasn't too bad.