Untitled Short Story Epilogue

Epilogue PoV: A Very, Very annoyed Devil

FUCK!

I wanted more!

My Goddess was now on the phone calling someone, and I was furious!

It was so amazing!

She was loving it!

She loved everything!

MY GODDESS LOVES IT!

SHE LOVES WHAT I DO TO HER!

THEN MY FUCKING MOTHER AND FATHER COCK BLOCK ME BECAUSE SHE THINKS I WAS KIDNAPPING HER!

Fury burned inside me, and I knew my mom and dad thought I might do that one day.

It wasn't like I had not thought about it.

Fury hit me because she came willingly, and EVERYONE IS SURPRISED BY THAT!

Was I so unlovable?

Sudden hands wrapped around my waist from behind, and I shivered. I looked up to see the Goddess’s chin in my vision and trembled.

“I really enjoyed myself, Devil,” My goddess said with her bell-like voice.

I shivered harder, and my fury abated. “I didn't kid nap you, right?” I asked, needing to know if I was delusional. 

My psychiatrist said I could get stuck in my fantasies and not notice the difference between reality and fantasy. I shivered in horror if I only fantasized about her coming to my place willingly.

“I came here willingly, you tempting demon. I did not understand what I was coming here for,” The Goddess told me. But I liked it. I loved it. I don't know what you did to me. But—” the goddess trembled as my heart swelled. I loved it a lot. C—Can you kiss me?”

I turned around in her arms, reached up, and kissed the beautiful goddess. She deserved so many of them. More and more, I would give freely, and I would make her earn even more. Our lips danced together, and I was in heaven again, and my pussy started to drip. My goddess moaned into my lips, and I lost myself in her arms as we kissed. I pushed her back, and I moaned into her lips, invading her mouth with my tongue. 

I broke the kiss, earning a lovely groan from my goddess, and I smiled. “Goddess, you are so perfect.” 

“I am not perfect,” my goddess said, turning her blushing face away. I grabbed her head and forced her to look at me. Her grey eyes were teary, but I did not care.

“You may not find yourself perfect, Goddess,” I said, my voice strict. But, to me, you are the perfect being. The perfect woman for me, and I have known her for years. This is like a dream to me. All of this,” I said, looking deep into her eyes. You are my dream, my fascination, and my goddess.”

“Why would anyone else say that seem so weird but you?” my goddess shivered. You know what you're saying sounds insane, right?”

“But you feel it too?” I asked, scared.

“I- I do.”

Tears hit my eyes. I wrapped my arms around her, and my lips pressed into hers hard, and I lept. I felt her strong arms grab my ass, and I wrapped my legs around her and my arms around her neck, and I started to kiss her hard. I invaded her mouth, and she moaned into my lips, and I loved it.

I felt crazy for so long.

So, so long.

I wanted her more than anything in the world.

Everyone told me it was an unhealthy obsession, and I believed them.

How could this perfect being love my sick, perverted thoughts?

I felt it more than anything, and here she was saying she felt it, too.

I broke the kiss, and tears were in my eyes. “Will you be mine? Will you be my girlfriend? Will you be my pet? Will you be my lover?” I asked, my voice full of need, and I felt her shiver.

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Epilogue PoV: An Embarrassed Goddess

The sudden end of sexual activity was hard. I heard the devil, heard my coach being mentioned, and realized what had happened. 

My face heated to the max, and I shivered as I lost my erection, and I shivered as the devil was getting in trouble for me not calling and informing others that I was going to be late or something. 

Oh god. 

I felt really bad, and the Devil was angry. I heard her yelling at her mom, but I quickly moved after the Devil freed me, and I could move. Something in me hated that freedom. I really wanted more, more kisses and whatever that pee thing was. It was amazing, and I had no idea that I could feel it that way. I shivered, but I also moved. My legs were sore, so I stretched them quickly by doing the splits, raising myself off the table quickly and twisting till I was standing properly. I ran to my phone and realized why no one could reach me.

I turned off my phone in class and never turned it on.

I was struggling enough with my grades and sports that I forgot to turn it back on. When I quickly turned it back on, I had twenty missed messages. I quickly called my coach and did not pay the slightest bit of attention to the fight behind me.

My coach picked up instantly. “Katelyn, are you okay?”

“I—I am fine, Coach Dan. I—I—Um, I met someone today and went to her place. I forgot to turn on my phone after class, and” I felt myself blushing, “I missed my reminders for the Subway commercial.”

“That's okay, as long as you are okay. I heard that you went with a girl named Riley,” he asked. I nodded but realized he could not see me.

“Yeah, I really enjoyed some time with her,” I said, feeling embarrassed as I remembered the bliss of everything that had happened since we kissed. I shivered, and I wanted so many more of those kisses. I found myself fighting the urge to run over and kiss her now.

“Oh, good. She wasn't rude or anything, was she?”

“Um, She was great? A devil but great,” I said, blushing.

“A devil? You will have to tell me in person as long as you are okay. Katelyn, I only talked to the principal and your vice president, and they all sounded extremely worried when they heard you were with that girl. So, be careful, okay? You can call me if you need a ride, alright?”

“Thanks, Dan. Did you reschedule the commercial?”

“Yes, you do need to show up for tomorrow. I told them something personnel came up. Since you have a record of never missing anything, no one is mad or anything.”

I sighed, “Thanks, coach. I will talk to you later. I want to go enjoy myself a bit. I will be there for tomorrow.”

“O- Okay, Remember if you need me,”

“Call you,” I replied and hung up. I blushed and turned to look at the Devil, who was no longer yelling at her parents. I could see the fury on her face. Her red eyes were boiling with pure emotion, and I could see tears in them. She was only up to my breasts, but I could see her trying to control her emotions from spilling out but was struggling. I felt so bad for her and hated seeing that cute, beautiful devil like that. She should be teasing, taunting, and enjoying herself. Happy like she had been minutes before.

I walked up and wrapped my arms under her breasts from behind and felt her tighten up, and I pressed my chin on the top of her head. My breasts pressed against the back of her head, and she looked up, shoving herself deeper. “I really enjoyed myself, Devil,” I told her honestly, and the devil froze.

The devil then shivered, unfreezing herself, “I didn't kidnap you, right?” The devil asked, shocking me. The raw emotion in that question and the need to know was something I never heard in my life before. I could tell I would destroy her if I told her she did.

I knew; all I had to do was lie, and I would destroy this devil.

Why would she even ask that question? 

We both knew that I came here willingly, but I could tell that she thought she might have.

“I came here willingly, you tempting demon. I did not understand what I was coming here for,” I replied, holding her. But I liked it. I loved it. I don't know what you did to me. But—” I paused and felt myself heat up as I confessed, “I loved it a lot. C—Can you kiss me?” 

The devil instantly turned around in my arms; she looked up into my eyes, grabbed my head, and brought me down as she came up. Her eyes no longer showed that deep, angry emotion from before, and she held something so much softer that she kissed me. Bliss hit me, and I loved her lips. Her tongue invaded, and I felt her peeing on me, which, after everything that happened, I could not care less about.

Our lips danced together in bliss, and I loved it. I wanted more and more, and I moaned into her lips, and she pushed me back a bit and invaded my mouth with her tongue. I loved her small little tongue invading. Our moans joined together, and I loved every moment of the kiss. 

With a soft smile, the Devil suddenly broke the kiss and said, “Goddess, you are so perfect.” 

“I am not perfect,” I said, turning away as my face heated. Then the Devil grabbed my head and forced me to look into her eyes, and I saw how serious she was in an instant. 

“You may not find yourself perfect, Goddess,” The Devil said, her voice strict, and I felt something in my core as she talked to me like that. “But, to me, you are the perfect being. The perfect woman for me, and I have known her for years. This is like a dream to me. All of this,” The Devil said, looking deep into her eyes. “You are my dream, my fascination, and my goddess.”

My mind blanked for a moment, and I looked at her. 

That was certified crazy talk, right?

This devil just said she had a one-sided obsession with me for years. 

So why did my heart swell?

Why did I love that she confessed that to me?

Wasn't she supposed to be the shy one at the start of this?

Why is her now and her before we talked so different?

“Why would anyone else say that? It seems so weird, but you?” I asked,  shivering at the thought. You know what you're saying sounds insane, right?”

“But you feel it too?” the Devil asked, scared. For the second time this night, I felt at a crossroads and easily chose the path I wanted.

“I- I do.” I stutted, feeling embarrassed as I confessed to liking her.

I just met this Devil today, but she was so amazing. 

And god, I wanted to kiss her more.

Tears appeared in the Devil's eyes, and I was surprised only for a moment before her arms wrapped around my neck. The devil pulled me in and kissed me, and I delighted in the sensation.  Then the Devil wrapped her arms around my neck and left suddenly, and I grabbed her ass, and she wrapped her legs around me, and she kissed me hard. She invaded my mouth, and I moaned into her lips, and I loved it.

The kiss happened, and I loved it. 

I invaded her mouth, and she invaded mine. This tempting devil knew so much about pleasuring me with no issue, and I loved it. I wanted more of it, and I always regretted it when she broke a kiss.

Then she broke the kiss with tears in her eyes, “Will you be mine? Will you be my girlfriend? Will you be my pet? Will you be my lover?” The Devil asked, and I shivered as she asked me that.

Do I want to be hers?

Be her Girlfriend?

Be her Pet?

Be her lover?

My mouth opened and closed, and I did not know what to say, only for the slightest moment.

No one had ever confessed to me, and something about this Devil drew me to her. She was amazing, and I loved her kisses. I barely knew her name. Did I know her name?

No, I didn't, or I forgot it.

But, “GOD YES! I WOULD LOVE NOTHING MORE THAN TO BE YOURS YOU DEVIL! I WANT TO BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND! I WANT TO BARK FOR YOU AS YOUR PET, and I don't know what a lover is!” I ended up blushing. The devil’s tears flowed, and her smile was bright.

“I have so much to teach you about sex,” The Devil sobbed, “But, I promise, one day, I will marry you and bear as many of your kids as you want.” She shivered, crying, “You have no idea how happy I am. I- I am,” The devil sobbed, and she grabbed me tightly, and I heard her sob, “I felt crazy for so long. Everyone told me that- Everyone told me that- Everyone told me that you would not like me. That you would be scared of me.”She started to cry, and I felt the emotion from her, and I felt her shaking like a leaf, and I could not help but wonder who would tell her that.

“C—Can you sleep with me tonight?” the Devil asked. “I want to kiss you to sleep.”

“That sounds amazing!” I replied, and she held me tighter.

“Please don't be scared of my room.”

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Bonus Epilogue:

PoV The Goddess Meeting the shrine to her.

The Devil took a couple of minutes to compose herself. We were girlfriend and girlfriend now?

I thought of her more as master now. It felt more right, and she was very emotional. I could tell, and I dressed in the most modest clothes she had for me, all in my size, which was a little worrying as I never remember giving anyone my measurements. The little maid costume was just a black-and-white bra and a super-short skirt with a tiny mockery of an apron.

It was super cute but slutty.

I did not mind wearing it for my Devil master.

But she promised me hours of kisses, and I wanted to be kissed to sleep. I wanted it badly.

So I found myself leaving the shack in these slutty clothes and heading toward the main house. The farm was massive, and the devil was dressed in the clothes she had arrived in. I still don't know when she folded her clothes and put them on that table. I was quickly noticing a quirk of this devil doing things PERFECTLY. Like, always perfectly.

I really liked it. 

I strove the same for myself on a daily basis with gymnastics. I did not have the time to do it with everything else, but this devil took it to a new level. So I found myself being brought to her house, and I met her parents.

Her dad was a tall man with blonde hair and a fresh haircut, but clearly a sturdy man. He was a farmer, and I could see that. He looked at me and looked away. “I am sorry, Katelyn. I should not have barged in on your two with my wife like that.” He said, “I did not see much of you, though, if that alleviates any worry you might have.”

I blushed as I realized what all that arguing was about, and I also felt delighted to know that my future father-in-law did not see my disgusting naked body. He would hate me before I even got to know him. I shivered as I realized how I thought of him a moment later.

Her mother was a short, strawberry-blonde woman with large breasts. I was thinking an E cup. But she looked strong and solid, with muscle on her arms, and she was even shorter than the Devil. I blushed as I realized that the Devil and I were going to look a lot like them in the future when it came to height.

Why was I thinking about the future so much?

“Where are you going, honey? Do I need to get Katelyn more appropriate clothing?” Her mother asked and my eyes widened, and I realized why her father was looking away from me after a moment.

“Well, I think I have something for her,” The Devil said to her mother, “I only had the fun stuff in the shack THAT YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO ENTER,” The Devil emphasized. “But I should have something in my room.”

“Not healthy.”

“SHE IS MINE NOW,” My devil master snapped at her parents, and they looked at her shocked, and I felt my face heated as they both looked at me.

I felt a bit in the spotlight, but I did tell my master she could tell her parents. “I—I like calling her master, " I said, rendering them both slack-jawed. My devil master pulled me away, and I noticed something.

“Wow, your mom must really clean the place. It looks brand new.”

“I do the cleaning,” my devil master said, pulling me to the end of a hallway and pushing open a door with a giant DO NOT ENTER sign on it.

My mind was catching up with that last statement, and I loved it. Although I was used to dirty areas, I hated them. “If she was such a good cleaner,” my mind blanked as I entered through that door. My mind short-circuited, and everything snapped into place.

The reasons people were worried about her words and the sneaking around corners. Everything in this room told me everything I needed to know, and my mind went blank for several moments as my eyes took in everything. Pictures of me, things of mine I thought I lost, and even a shrine with an old leotard from my last Olympics run. I left that in a locker in the wrong school. I thought I lost it forever.

“I need to confess,” I heard the Devil say. “I am your super fan. Please don't hate me for my creepy bedroom. I just always wanted to be around you.”

Every wall and surface was covered in something dedicated to me.

My old shoes were in the corner. They didn't even look touched since I forgot to put them in my bag. Wait, there was another thing I noticed. All of them were things I forgot and did not lose. How did she gather this?

“I was always going to your meets, and I noticed you forgetting things,” The Devil explained before I even asked, knowing I would ask, “I- I found that you left your uniform in the locker room, and I realized it was the one you wore in the Olympics when you got silver and,” The Devil blushed. I could tell that she was extremely embarrassed to be showing this but also very proud. “I just couldn't get the courage to give it back to you. I- I tried, but I always just hid around the corner and watched you.”

Memories hit me like a truck. There were times when I saw the strawberry-blonde girl carrying something and peeking at me. She was never empty-handed the first time I noticed her. I shivered as I realized she was just trying to return things to me, but she never could work up the courage. I looked at the woman before me and saw nothing of the master. She was back in the shack, and I was shocked.

But I was more shocked with myself.

“Wow,” escaped my lips, and I felt something pressed against my pants. I turned horrified, and the Devil before me started to smile and looked at me with those Ruby red eyes. Her embarrassment was gone, and my master came back with force.

“Oh, I guess you like it, Goddess.” The devil said, grabbed me, and pushed me onto a blanket with a giant picture of me holding up a Silver medal from the Olympics.

She was insane.

But I might be even more insane.

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Hey Guys,

So this was the entire book that I wrote in 5 days, What do you think? I would love to hear your thoughts. I thought I did a pretty damn good job. It was a sprint that I pulled off and still took a vacation. The Friend that I spent the morning with writing this for 5 hours and over a dozen coffees each then Enjoyed my Hotel room for a couple of hours afterward.

Over all it was a great vacation and I cannot believe the I finished this book at the same time as enjoying myself over there. So i would love to hear about what you think about my Vacation book and any potential titles that I posted or an idea of your own.

Anyways, Thanks for reading.

Madjic