The Hellbound Soul

"Some houses come with leaky faucets others come with sex hungry entities mine came with both..."

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I awoke to the sounds of my own screams. A wave of instant terror washed through me, paralyzing me, making for easy prey.
I laid there completely at its mercy just as I have every night after moving into this old forsaken ramshackle house. 

But just as quickly as I had begun screaming a familiar change crept over me and soon my screams had evaporated into moans of ungodly forbidden pleasure.

The entity buried itself inside, hard thrusting, turning my cunt into its own personal haunted house attraction. 

Leaving me with a hell-bound soul and an insatiable hunger for more.

 

Published 5 years ago

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