Erotic fiction / Free sex card prompt

Free Sex Cards, The First Card

Devil women and evil clowns

I’m really freaked out about getting a text or call from someone with a free sex card. Who will it be, and what will they want from me?

Not having any luck sleeping last night. Worried when someone would call with one of those damn free sex cards. I drug my tired butt out of bed, put a pot of coffee on to brew, and took a warm shower.

Pouring a hot cup of coffee, my phone rang. Unknown caller popped up on the screen. Here we go.

“Hello,”

“Is this Debbie?” said a female voice.

Oh, My God, it’s a woman!

“Yes, can I help you?”

“Yes, yes, you can. I have a free sex card for anything I want for an hour. Be here in 15 minutes.”

She hung up and texted me her address. It’ll take me seven minutes to get there, better get moving. I wear a yellow flowered dress over my red push-up bra and matching thong, with strappy heels.

I pulled up to an old two-story house. The car crunched across the gravel as it came to a stop. I was uneasy about going to the door. The house looked so spooky. Old and un-cared for, the overgrown lawn and piles of trash and boxes on the front porch.

I have no choice. It’s either this or she takes all I have left, and her thugs will break my bones.

My 15-minute time limit ticking away. I get out of the car and knock on the door. A woman answers, wearing a black crotch-less leather body suit and an orange devil mask. In her hand was a whip made from orange rope.

“Cutting your time awful close, almost late. Follow me, please.”

Following behind her, she led me down to the basement. The walls were old, the wallpaper was peeling, and the concrete floor was filthy. There was a bed frame with a stained bare mattress against the wall. A Saint Andrew’s cross along the opposite wall, and a sex swing in the corner.

Along another wall was a long table filled with nipple clips, butt plugs, and various sex toys. Above it, hanging on the wall, were whips, paddles, floggers, handcuffs, and plenty of rope.

The feeling of fear and dread sank into the pit of my stomach, but what choice did I have? She handed me the free sex card.

“Strip your clothes off, leave your heels on,” she demanded. Once I was naked, she clicked the button on the timer. Counting down her hour, counting down to my freedom.

The devil woman put a black mask over my face that covered the top half of my face. and handcuffed my wrists behind my back. She led me to the bed, putting me on my knees, tying a rope around my thigh and leg, tying them together.

“You look so beautiful, masked and bound. You don’t mind if I take a few pictures, do you? The card says you’ll do anything,” she said snarkily.

She took several pictures, taking a riding crop from the wall. She struck my right ass cheek, making me cry out. Continuing to hit me, one cheek at a time, leaving my ass on fire. Tears were streaming down my face, but my pussy tingled, and my juices dripped down my thighs.

Then she lay on the bed, her legs spread open, her glistening pussy in front of me.

“Crawl up here and eat my pussy. Make me cum good,”

I shimmied and slid myself up the bed until I reached her cunt. I’ve never licked a pussy, but I know what I like. Running my tongue through her wet lips, tasting the tang of her juices, she moaned in pleasure.

Licking and lapping her pussy, sucking on her folds, and tongue fucking her hole. She hunched her cunt against my face, her breathing coming in ragged pants. I clamped my mouth around her pulsating clit, sucking it hard.

“Aahhh, aahhh… I’m going to cum,” she yelled. She came hard, her juices covering my face and leaving a big wet spot on the mattress.

“You did a good job, but we still have time left. Let me see how we can use the remaining time, shall we?”

Oh no, what else is she going to do? I’ll be so glad when I have paid my debt. She walked to the bottom of the stairs and yelled,

“Oh, boys.”

Loud thundering stomps came down the stairs, in jumped two naked men. Their faces painted like evil clowns. They both had orange curly wigs and enormous orange clown shoes.

“Look what I have for you boys. You have 35 minutes to do what you want with her before we let her go. Thank mommy boys,”

“Thank you, Mommy,” they both chimed.

Deathly afraid of clowns, my breath caught in my throat. What a predicament I got myself into. Bound in the basement with the devil woman and two evil clowns, and no control over what happens to me. A catch-22, the alternative is just as bad.

At least their bodies were good, and they had quite a package between their legs. One was thin and gangly, and the other had a muscular build.

The thin one crawled under me and ran his tongue from my asshole to my clit. Licking and lapping my pussy, flicking his tongue across my clit. His hands squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples. Heat was building in my core, an intense orgasm threatening to explode.

The hot muscular evil clown shoved his hard cock down my throat. Pumping his cock in and out of my mouth as he held my face, making me gag on his length.

On the edge of cumming, he crawls from beneath me and shoves his thick cock in my pussy. I was spit-roasted between two evil clowns. Their moans filled the room, with the devil woman laughing in the corner.

His cock hitting the right spots, I came hard, moaning around the big cock in my mouth. My pussy clenching around his throbbing cock, he shot his load deep inside me with a grunt.

Pulling his cock out of my mouth, he pushed the thin guy out of the way.

“It’s my turn,” he said.

“You want my nasty seconds,” said the thin guy, laughing.

“No way,”

Sliding his cock between my swollen lips, covering it in my juices. He rammed his cock in my virgin puckered hole balls deep. I screamed out as he railed my ass hard. Thrusting his cock in and out of me like a jackhammer. I could feel his cock throb inside me, praying he would cum soon.

Grabbing my waist, digging his nails into my flesh. He screamed loud, his cock exploded, sending reams of cum in my ass, filling me up.

The two evil clowns bounded back up the stairs, whooping and hollering. The devil woman untied me. Pulling the mask from my face, she handed me a towel as the timer went off.

“You did a great job making my boys happy, and your hour is over. You can get dressed and leave,”

I hurried and dressed. Making sure I picked up the card and got the hell out of there. Relieved one was over and done with, and I was away from the crazy people in the spooky house. I went home and took another shower, washing the paint and all their cum from my body.

Taking my UV pen, I marked the card and walked to the coffee shop for a mocha frappe. Leaving the card on a table, hoping for no more devil women and evil clowns.

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