Bargain for Lorelei

“Tina and Toby aren’t enough. I want you to free Alexa and Lorelei as well.”

“I don’t believe either wants to be free, Jack, but if that’s what it takes, you have a deal. Give me the night of my life, Jack, and I’ll make all your wishes come true.”

“Do I need to free you?”

“Not necessary, Jack. I wouldn’t want you to have a guilty conscience. Lorelei will do it later. Won’t you, pet?”

“Of course, Mistress.”

You head out of the basement troubled by what you just agreed to.

You open the upstairs door, momentarily blinded by the light. Tina, Franki, and Toby barge through the door. Tina is crying. Franki looks troubled and confused.

“We killed her...” Toby gasps. “She wasn’t under demonic influence and we killed her...and...and, I enjoyed it.”

“Toby it’s not your fault, Gwen did something to you.”

“That hell bitch!” He explodes. “I’ll kill her. I’ll rip off her fucking arms!”

You grab him and see the rage in his eyes.

“Toby, that’s what she wants. She’s a demon remember.”

He relaxes. “I’m going to find a way to end her.”

He storms off muttering.

Tina rushes into your arms. “I need you, Jack. We killed her. I need you inside me.”

“Tina, we need to stop Gwen.”

“Fuck you, then. I need somebody inside me. Now!”

She glances at a dazed, sitting Franki then follows Toby.

You head to see Alexa. You find her looking stressed, her head buried in a book.

She looks up. “We have to stop her, Jack. No cost is too high.”

“Alexa, she said you were using black magic.”

Alexa blushes.

“Promise me you won’t give up your soul and no more black magic.”

You hug her and she nods.

“I promise, Jack.”

You leave. You have a date to arrange. You spend the next hour making calls.

A rented limo picks you up at five thirty. You give the driver directions to Gwen’s, yet despite directions and GPS he manages to take a wrong turn. You pull into Gwen’s place at six fifteen.

Your jaw drops as she exits the building. She is dressed in a one piece, black latex bodysuit. You wonder how you take it off.

You open the door for her and she steps in gracefully, despite seven inch black stiletto heels.

“You’re late. How delightfully naughty making me anxious. Of course you don’t need to do that to get on my pants.”

“How...”

“You do t even need to take it off, there’s a zipper.”

She gives you a good view of her sex to show off a conveniently placed black zipper.

You make small talk for a bit, before arriving at River Tales.

The hostess glares at Gwen in shock and envy. She seats you with a spectacular river view.

Gwen licks her lips hungrily. “I love it, Jack. Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“How would you like to be mayor?”

“What? Isn’t there an election for that?”

“A formality. With my endorsement the job is yours. You’d have a great deal of power and the ability to help lots of people. So long as you don’t act directly against me the job is yours.”

You think about it. She is right, and you can always back out later.

“I’ll take it. No trying to enslave me though.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,”

You feel her foot massaging your inner thigh. Your cock stiffens.

You finish sharing a desert.

“Mm, now for the real dessert, back to my place.”

You head back to the limo hoping to keep you soul and sanity intact...