She was in a car

After long last, Dana regained consciousness. A part of her wanted to just bask in the afterglow, but this time her rational self gained back control and shook her out of her reverie.

She felt very tired, as she found herself in the passenger seat of a sports car moving at a fast clip. Her seat was tilted back in a lying down position, presumably because she was sleeping. Thankfully, she had her seat belt on - and not much else, as she looked down and saw her naked body nested securely in the passenger seat. The reclining position along with the seat belt strap going in between her breasts made her an alluring sight, especially since her stockinged legs were splayed out, too weak to move.

All her memories came flooding back. How she had lost her clothing piece by piece. Her feelings of arousal at her condition. The mysterious man at the restaurant. How she had agreed to his contract. No, she had agreed to more. Oh no, she was in trouble!

She turned her head around, a feeling of dread washing over her as she looked at the silhouette of the driver. It was the same mysterious man. Instinctively, she let out a gasp as she covered her boobs with one hand and her nether regions with her other hand. The noise she made made the man notice her, and he mercifully brought her into a sitting position.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?", asked Dana.

"You know who I am", the man laughed, "the mysterious stranger who shows up when you least expect, offering contracts in exchange for your deepest desire - do I need to spell it out? Not that I have one name, of course. Many people have called me many different things over the years, not that it matters. You can call me Prince."

Dana felt a sinking feeling in her stomach - she was in a contract with the Devil! She had read stories of it happening, but never in a million years thought they were real.

"As for what I want, well, that's an open ended question", Prince continued. "After all, you said that you were mine to use as I wish. That gives me a lot of room to work with."

Dana was in big trouble, and she knew it. And as much as she hated in, her mind was split in two - while she wanted nothing more for this to be a bad dream, a part of her was very aroused by her situation. She was at the mercy of probably the second most powerful being in existence, completely helpless and without a stitch of clothing. She was his to use, and he had already shown considerable skill with his tongue and body. What more could he do to her? As much as she hated to admit it, she wanted to find out.

"Why me?", she sputtered out, shaking with a mixture of fear and excitement. Her hands subconsciously went to her inner thigh, before she noticed and immediately put them back to their protective positions. Even worse, she saw him was looking at her as she did it, making her blush. The last thing she wanted was for him to know how much this was turning her on.

"When I called you my dear angel, I was more right than wrong.", explained the man. "You're a long lost descendant of the big man himself, and I'm lucky I was able to find you before he did. In fact, he almost saved you at the last moment. Luckily for me, you knew who you wanted to serve." He smiled deviously as blood rushed to Dana's cheeks. The way he talked was so intoxicating, and the urge to pleasure herself right at this moment threatened to overwhelm her senses.

"As for what I want - you're going to help me take down the big guy up above. Although I don't know if you'll be wearing anything while you do it." He laughed, and Dana's mind was torn between arousal and disgust. As much as she wanted to shout and say a hundred things, she felt something deep within her preventing her from doing anything except to ask how he possibly expected her to help him. That would probably be the effect of her pledge to him, she realized.

"Don't worry about the details. For now, enjoy the ride while I enjoy the scenery", he laughed, clearly in high spirits. Dana didn't know where they were going, for they seemed to be driving down an endless highway in complete darkness. For a while, she tried to resist her urges, but everything she experienced today was too much for her to handle. She started rubbing her clit, and before too long her first orgasm hit her. She moaned loudly, dropping all pretense of subtlety.

"Careful now, don't distract the driver", said Prince, in a sly voice.

Seductively, Dana bent over to him and said "You can ask me to stop anytime you want."

She started undoing his zipper, and before long he was making a lot of noise - although he never ordered her to stop.

Dana had lost track of time, not to mention her orgasms, when the car finally stopped in the driveway of a large mansion. She was too drained to get up, so Prince picked her up and took her inside. She vaguely remembered looking at him as he gazed upon her, admiring her nude form in the light of the full moon.

As they entered one of the bedrooms, she was too tired to think. She remembered hitting the bed and instantly falling sleep.