GOTHIC SEX STORIES
I Self-Mutilated For Satan
Now I'm in bondage for life in a Gothic Lesbian Triangle!
By Cynthia Joan Valiscious
published February 29, 2009

I've always wondered what Satan would have been like in bed before we were married.

I know at one time she had a lot of goth girlfriends, but she's always been very vague when answering questions about her past. It's a secret she's kept from me for decades. It became one of my obsessions, and it was a factor when we decided to have an open bondage relationship on a temporary basis while I was working out of townon a body painting contract for 9 months in Vancouver.

Of course I gave her permission to have sex with another gothic chick on the condition that she had to tell me every detail. She almost backed out when I set my terms, but she caved. I think everyone who reads my story will be grateful I've decided to share the events as she described them. It's not in my nature to share, especially where Satan, my Gothic soul-mate is concerned, but I was on business at Club Super Sex and since Satan was busy starting a gothic animated film project, it meant six months of total sexual frustration.

I was so horny after a month I couldn‘t even think straight. Apparently Satan was feeling the same way. We had long conversations on the cellphone about what we wanted to do to each another, but it just wasn't the same. It was in one of these conversations that she brought up the idea of having a causal affair with my blessing. It didn't make me happy to hear her inquire about the possibility. There aren't alot of gothic bitch opportunities to score some pink gothic pussy in a compound in the airbrush scene, well not on this contract! But back home I knew of at least a half dozen so called 'friends' of mine who would be after my Satan while I was gone to give her a dirty piercing!!

My womb told me that if I didn't give her permission she would just do it anyway in secret, and probably with someone I knew. I suggested she should use gothic singles service, and I knew it was the right move to make. The thought of her having sex with someone I didn't know was more comforting. I wouldn't have to face the embarrassment of hanging around gothic strippers who’d consider themselves better than me because they fucked my Satan. I don’t think I could handle the lesbian jokes behind my back either.

When I got a cellphone call from her after she'd done it, I did everything I could to sound like I was okay as she described what had happened, as we‘d agreed. In reality I felt like someone hadslapped me across the ass! Spanked and spanked until my ass was bruised! Arghhhhh! Moans and screams of pain and from the lost time without sex it was even more painfull!

I've never had so much difficulty controlling my emotions..I was torn with the realization that this pink pussy goth fuck was Satan breaking our blood ceremony vows, but her story really turned me on. She explained that she’d picked a gothic stripper with a stiletto limp and She had taken her out for a ride before going back to her place in the middle of the afternoon. She said She was good-looking, but a little rough around the edges. It was very hard for me to picture my cute pale skinned slut lover being attracted to someone like that. Satan’s always been very shy and and she wouldn’t let me get a horse because she said they were too dangerous. It was almost like her was a different gothic chick telling me her story, only her voice was exactly the same. She went on to say that even though she was scared riding on the back of a coffin for the first time in her life, she was also very excited and the vibrations from the bones made her whole body tingle with sexual anticipation.

She said her castle was very beautiful, and had a huge firepit in the backyard. She obviously had a lot of gold coins, but at least in that department I didn’t have to feel inadequate. I’ve been making insane cash for the last few decades and I don't have to worry about her getting swept off her feet by some rich gothic stripper. It was the only part of our conversation that didn’t have me worried. She didn’t get much of a tour of the castle. As soon as She showed her the bedroom

She pulled her pierced clit out. I asked if She was bigger than I was, and the answer wasn’t what I wanted to hear. She had a massive pussy, and it was so taut and juicy she could barely wrap her hand around it. My knees buckled when she told me she deep throated that skinny pale skinned slut until She came in her mouth. Satan only does that for me on special occasions and I knew what it meant. It meant she’d let that skinny pale skinned slut do anything She wanted to her. I found myself silently praying that she hadn't let that skinny pale skinned slut fuck her in the ass. We hadn’t discussed it, but I’d assumed that part of our sex life wouldn’t be shared under these circumstances, and Satan doesn‘t like anal sex.

I didn't voice my concern though, worried that if my tone of voice changed she wouldn‘t tell me the truth. I let her go on with her story. After that she got completely naked and lay down on her back on the bed while She licked her pink gothic pussy until she came. I asked if her tongue was better than mine and all she said was that it was different. While she was reeling from her orgasm She got on top and entered her with one long stroke of her pierced tongue, stretching her to new limits. She tried to tell me She’d worn a mouth condom, but the timing part of her story revealed the truth. I knew it was maybe a bare licking pussy.

They fucked in a lot of positions, and apparently She had staying power. She had another orgasm while She fucked her from behind with the strap-on and then she said she made a mistake by not saying anything when She put her thumb in her ass just before she came. She didn’t even have to tell me she took it up the ass. I just asked if She hurt her. "Not really" she said. "What do you mean 'not really'?" I countered. She then went into detail about how She removed her thumb and placed the head of her clit at the entrance to her ass with a quick motion. The juices from her pink gothic pussy were enough lu