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Seven Deadly Sins: Pride

Declan, a collector of sins, begins his harvest with a vane, prideful woman
To be an incubus in this modern era is exceedingly easy. Declan St. Clare, a high level sex demon, needed to get his required amount of souls for the century, and by looking at the log of sinners in front of him, it was going to be simple. He would be able to get all seven off one list.

Lifting his 6'5” frame from his computer chair, he opted to walk into his bathroom, rather than teleport there. Contrary to popular belief, he was able to see his reflection in the mirror. It's funny that most people think that demons share a lot of attributes with vampires, but they don't.

He leaned forward, bracing his heavily muscled arms on the counter top. His reflection revealed a tanned chest, lightly furred with black hair. Small, copper nipples were hidden in the soft, swirling hair. A tight 8 pack completed the impressive torso.

Declan ran his large, rough hands down that very hard 8 pack. The women loved...absolutely loved...the treasure trail that began at his navel and traveled down to dark places below. His lean hips, encased in leather pants, sported a heavy cock, that stayed semi erect most of the time. Long legs topped off the picture.

From neck down, he was the perfect man... human man. From neck up, he was ethereal. Chiseled cheekbones and a cleft chin were the foundation of a breathtaking face. His silky, black hair reached his shoulders, and the same black hair covered his face in a perpetual five o'clock shadow.

He looked every inch the human bad boy, until you looked into his eyes. Eyes that were swirling and flickering, like a living fire. The color of hell fire, itself, his eyes mesmerized anyone that looked directly into them. For that reason, he always had a black pair of sunglasses on, unless he was soul gathering.

With just his physical attributes, he would be able to lure each and every lady on the list, but being an incubus, just the taste of his skin or being in his presence was intoxicating enough that he could be the ugliest man on earth and still amass a harem.

“Time to get to work. Let's see who is the first lucky lady on the list,” he murmured.

Scanning the list of women, he spotted the victim for tonight. Declan grinned. She was perfect and right at the top of the list. Simone James, the daughter of a prominent business man, was a bitch.

A tall, lithe blonde, Simone dressed in all the latest fashions. Everything around her was expensive, right down to her make up. She was sexy and knew it. Everyone around her was beneath her. She turned her nose down to every man that made less than million.

“A snobby bitch with a cold pussy,” he remarked, as he read the rest of her dossier.

Simone believed that she was the best at everything. To her, her beauty was the best. There was no one alive that was better looking or richer than she. How could anyone top her lightly tanned, but smooth as silk skin? What about her full 34DD rack, given to her by her father when she was 18? For her 16 th birthday, daddy bought her a cute, new nose that set off her beautiful face. Who could not feel inferior, when they looked into her sea green eyes? She wore sultry clothes that gave the impression of a sexy woman, but only hid a cold, frigid woman, in love with herself.

Declan laughed, heartily. This would be simple. He closed his eyes and willed a black tee shirt on his rock hard chest. Using his abilities, he located Simone at her favorite nightclub. Teleporting to the outer door, he went to open the door to make an entrance, when the bouncer caught his attention.

“Hey...hey, man! You gotta pay,” the burly doorman growled.

Declan looked in the direction of the man, slowly removed his sunglasses, and gave him a look that said, “seriously”. The doorman stuttered an apology and quickly backed away.

Walking into the club, Declan knew he was the hottest thing there. The men backed out of his way. The aura of danger surrounded the incubus, and no one wanted trouble. This was a man on a mission.

He ignored the women, who tried to gather his attention by blocking his path. He had one woman on his mind, and she was in his cross hairs. Declan made a beeline to her table, where she sat with a throng of men surrounding her.

She blatantly ignored him, standing there. Her normal mode of operation was to dismiss anyone better than her. Although she was dressed to the nines, in a designer violet mini dress, she could not help but to notice the super sexy man in front of her.

“So...you going to make good on your word and fuck any of these men tonight? Or are you going to do what you normally do, and lead them on?” he asked her, right out of the blue.

“Excuse me?” she stammered.

Simone was taken off guard at the rude question. Her haughty temper flared. What a jackass?

“You heard me, you cold hearted bitch. Answer this question correctly, and you are free. I am warning you though. The wrong answer will result in a public disgrace,” he replied.

“Fuck off, asshole!” she hollered.

“Wrong answer,” Declan smiled.

Leaning forward, he ran a finger down her cheek, which caused a wave of arousal to course through her body. With a wave of his hand, a thick mist covered the crowd of people. Eyes glazed, respirations increased, nipples hardened, cocks got hard, and Simone, for the first time ever, got horny.

Unable to sit still, she wiggled in her seat. Her pussy was on fire, and all she could think about was slipping her fingers inside her thong and rubbing her clit. She couldn't understand what was wrong with her. She would rather be dead, than caught having sex with THESE people.

“Stand up. Let's see just how cold that cunt really is,” Declan demanded.

“Yeah...C'mon baby. Show us,” a random man shouted out.

“It's time that the underdog won. For all the men you led on...for all the women you pissed off...it time for them to have their revenge,” Declan stated.

Taking Simone by the hand, he led her to the center of the room. Only the people in the vicinity of the mist were present. It was like the rest of the club was oblivious to what was going on. Declan made sure that a number of women that hated Simone were there, as well as many average looking men. People, according to Simone's standards, that were well beneath her.

Standing in the middle of the room with all these people looking at her was disturbing, but at the same time, very arousing. She was in a spell. She was aware of what was going on and was trying to fight it. It was like she was out of her body and watching as a bystander.

Declan sat down, surrounded by a flock of the women present to witness this vane, pride filled woman's downfall. All the arousal in the air was feeding his need, and by the end of it, he would be bloated with the essence of her sin. She would be added to his harem.

Three of the men slowly circled her. Having been burned by this bitch before, this was a balm to their injured prides.

“We need a wooden box,” one murmured.

With a snap of his fingers, Declan provided a wooden box, with a hole in the bottom and front door. Man #1 clapped his hands. It was exactly as he wanted. Taking his prize to Simone, he made a move to place it over her head.

Simone, pissed that someone would dare to cover her beauty, went to slap #1's face, but #2 grabbed her hands and held them behind her back, forcing her tits to poke out. Although outraged, she felt her pussy cream.

With the harpy's hands restrained, #1 placed the box over her head and latched the front door closed. Pleased with how she looked, he peaked in the round hole in the middle of the door.

“Now you are just a fuck toy for whoever wants to use you. The hole that I am looking through is for any cock or dildo that wants to face fuck you, and let me tell you something, whore, if you so much as try to bite down, I will personally ass fuck you without any lube. Got it?” #1 growled.

Simone, paralyzed with a mixture of fear and anticipation, failed to answer. #1 ripped the halter top portion of her dress down, baring her breasts. He took both of her pencil eraser size nipples between his fingers and pinched, causing the woman to gasp.

“I didn't hear you,” he yelled into the hole.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Louder, bitch. Say I understand,” he said, twisting her nipples back and forth.

“I understand,” Simone cried.

#3, having just watched until then, knelt at Simone's feet. Roughly pushing them open wider, he reached up and pulled her thong aside to look at her bare cunt.

“Someone is turned on,” he jeered.

He used her panties to rub her erect clit, before shoving two fingers inside her wet hole. #3 finger fucked the snobby princess until her hips started snapping in rhythm with his thrusts.

“Hey man, I could something to spank these nipples with,” #1 said.

Declan, ever helpful, produced one within seconds. A hardy leather crop appeared in #1's hands. He snapped it in the air, testing it's strength.

Simone shivered. Never in her entire sheltered life had anything like this happened. Her fear was disappating, and her arousal increasing.

“Hold on to the box. It's heavy,” #2 said, releasing her hands.

Doing as she was told, Simone tried to focus on hating what was being done to her, but failing miserably. She screeched when the first lash to her nipples landed. White hot pain sizzled from her erect nubs directly down to her dripping snatch.

“I think she liked that, man,” #3 said to #1.

The Simone standing outside of her body watching in humiliation, as these average men ravaged her body. She looked like the biggest slut, standing there with her head in a box. Her nipples were rock hard and red as a beet, from the man lashing them with a crop. Another man was kneeling between her wide open legs, fingering her pussy, which was so wet that her thighs were shiny.

#2, having released her hands, knelt behind her. He pulled her skirt to her waist, so he could watch #3 work her pussy hard. Tired of the thong being in the way, he ripped the tiny piece of material from her hips and threw it to the floor.

#3, slipped another finger in her tight box, and then leaned forward to suck her throbbing clit into his mouth. Simone groaned. This was a new experience for her. Although not a virgin, she had never let anyone lick her there! She ground her pussy against his face, trying to get more of her clit into his mouth.

#1's cock was hard as granite. From abusing her tits and watching her pussy being devoured, he needed some action. Grabbing a chair, he stood on it, making his dick level with the hole in the box. He opened his pants and pushed his 8 in cock through the hole and directly into her open, moaning mouth.

Surprised that the intrusion, Simone didn't know what to do. She had a filthy cock in her mouth. Her perfect face was being defiled.

“Suck it, bitch!” #1 growled.

Simone gagged, as he thrust harder into her virgin mouth. Taking a deep breath, she tried to gauge his rhythm and suck with the thrust. She was horrified by sucking cock, but the texture was not so bad. His skin was scalding hot and so smooth.

Each time he pulled out, her spit dribbled down her chin. #1 grabbed a hold of the box and began to fuck her face in earnest. Simone was unable to keep up. Between the ferocity of #1's thrusts and the pussy eating she was getting, she was about to cum.

#2, not wanting to be outdone by the other men, pulled Simone's ass cheek open and teased her anus with the tip of his tongue. She wiggled violently, trying to dislodge him. What a dirty act! But when he pushed his tongue deep inside her asshole, she could not take it anymore and came hard. Her pussy shot cream all over #3's chin and mouth, and he slurped her clit harder, keeping her right on the peak.

Simone watched herself. How the hell did this happen? She was being face fucked. Her throat was full of cock. Her pussy had three fingers and a tongue on it. Her ass was being tongue fucked, as well. How will she ever live with herself, after these piggish men had defiled her perfection?

Having had enough of the teasing, the men decided it was time for the fucking to begin. #2 laid down on his back, and Simone was impaled on his cock. #3 stood and removed the box from her head, then shoved his dick in her mouth.

Simone bounced on the cock inside her pussy. It was so thick, literally tearing her in half. For what he lacked in length, #2's cock was as thick, as her fist. She moaned around #3's cock. He had a hold of her hair, and was shoving his rod down her throat, as far as it would go, with each thrust.

Then, she felt #1's long cock nudge her asshole. At this point, sensation took over, and she didn't care how she looked, only how she felt. The bulbous head bullied it's way into her puckered back hole. Pushing and pushing, it finally popped past the ring of muscles that tightly guarded her gut.

All three men worked in tandem. Each thrusting and grunting in unison. The outer Simone watched, horrified and yet fascinated. She had a cock in each hole. She was truly air tight now. Glancing over at Declan, she was surprised to see that he was not watching the scene, but was staring at the Simone on the outside. He smirked at her.

The moaning mass in the middle of the room reached their peak. #1 stiffened, as his cock spewed a massive load of cum deep inside her ass. He pulled his cock out. A slimy string of cum ran from her gaping asshole to the tip of his semi erect dick. He wiped his pole down her ass cheek, leaving a trail of cream in it's wake.

#2 bucked wildly under her, jets of his cum shot up her pussy, overflowing it. While #3 stiffened, pulled his cock from her mouth and gave the shaft a few jerks. Several large spurts landed on her perfect make up job, smearing it. His pearly white cum Coated her cheeks and eyes, dripping off her chin.

The guys got up and dressed themselves, as the women in attendance clapped. Simone laid there, covered in cum. Her pussy, swollen and shiny, oozed male cream, while her ass hole, still wide open, drained warm cum, as well. She was used up. Satisfied, but humiliated.

Declan stood. His body was full of her essence. The first of the seven deadly sins was collected.

Looking down at her, he said, “There is always someone better. Pride is the foundation of all the sins. Welcome to my harem, my prideful bitch, whose cunt is no longer cold and barren.”

Having done what he set out to do, he lifted the mist and left the club. It was time to go home and get ready to collect the next deadly sin, Envy.

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