Chained in the Demon's Lair (Hellfire Circus) by Crystal De la Cruz Page B

she called out through
her full-mouth, voicing her discomfort, before he finally let her
pull back. “You’re a pretty good fuck though,” he said as Cassandra
fell back on her haunches and gasped for air.
     
    ***
     
    Julie was sopping wet now, she couldn’t help
herself. The danger, the chains and the helplessness, and now this
down below. It was too much to resist.
    “Hey we don’t have all day,” the cowboy
barked at Cassandra, “get back over here.” He snapped his fingers
punitively as Cassandra crawled back towards him and opened her jaw
around his huge thing.
    “Mmmm,” the cowboy murmured as she bobbed up
and down, sucking his cock with long wet strokes. “This is nice.
I’m having a good time. Are you having a good time Cassandra?”
    She didn’t answer him, just continued gagging
on his massive thing.
    “I asked you a question girl, are you having
a good time?”
    “ Uh-huh,” Cassandra grunted through her
mouthful of cock. Julie slipped her hand down between her legs and
began to massage the wet folds of her aching pussy beneath the
material of her underwear. It was already soaking now
anyway.
    “ Sure, it’s nice ,” the cowboy continued, “but is that good enough? I mean
it’s not like we’re nice, is
it? We’re better than nice. We deserve better than
nice.”
    Julie slipped her fingers into her hot
passage, mimicking Cassandra’s rhythm as she bobbed her head up and
down on the cowboy’s crotch.
    “ Why don’t we go up to that cell and fuck
that little bitch we have in lock up?” he said, “You hold her down
and I’ll rip her right open…”
    Julie froze instantly. Her mind went
blank.
    “ What do you say?” the cowboy chuckled, as
though he’d just come up with a particularly humorous prank to play
on somebody. “I bet that’d really rub Samuel the wrong way,
huh?”
    In an instant Cassandra pulled back from
his cock and looked up at him. “No!” she cried. “What do you need
that little slut for? Let me pleasure you. Fuck me master, I will
serve you far better than she ever could.”
    The cowboy shrugged as Julie looked on in
terror. “Is that so?” he said, “well ok then sugar pie, why don’t
you prove it to me?” He reached down and with a rough push shoved
Cassandra’s shoulders back, knocking her to the ground, her chest
heaving as she waited for him to ravage her. Before he did the
cowboy looked directly up at Julie’s vent and smiled.
     
    ***
     
    She froze. Had he known she was watching
them all along? By the way he’d smiled, Julie strongly suspected
that to be the case. Already he’d given her cause to think that he
might be something beyond human. Now she wondered just how far his
powers and abilities truly stretched.
    While the cowboy roughly hoisted
Cassandra’s legs up and entered her with his huge equine cock,
Julie crept back from the vent. Suddenly she no longer felt so
aroused. The gravity of the situation was returning to her, the
cowboy’s dark threats had made sure of that.
    Julie dragged her chain over to the far
corner of the small cell and sat down in the dark humidity. As the
cries of Cassandra losing herself to a passion that was every bit
as otherworldly as the being who incited it in her rang out across
the chamber, Julie thought of her own lover. The handsome and
loving Ringmaster who had shown her things she had never dreamed
existed, who had given her life meaning where before their had only
been complacency.
    The cowboy intended to do something
terrible to him and Julie had no way to warn him, chained up in
this tiny humid cell. Did he know what was happening, she wondered?
Was he looking for her?
    “Where are you?” she whispered into the
darkness, dreaming of his beautiful face.
     
    ***
     
    The night was dark and still, the clear Texas
sky unveiling a tapestry of distant stars and galaxies above the
desert plain. Samuel crossed the dusty earth with a purposeful
stride, his mouth twisted in determination. What his