Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2 - Sex Stories

Babalon's Curse Ch 1&2

... an eye out at night and enjoy the show.”

“Will he remember it was me that cursed him, or anything?”

“We’ll just watch and see. Don’t worry… I’ll be watching over you. I just made this curse and need to see myself how well it will work.”

“If it does work?”

“If it is a success… then feel free to use it at your leisure, if you so desire. You’re not just a woman, you’re one of my scarlet ladies; men are beneath you, especially those like that one—worthless.”

“A month is too long a wait… but it’ll be worth it.”

“Indeed it will, child. I must be going now, don’t fail me.”

“I won’t, I promise.”

“Good.”

With a flicker, Babalon was gone. Janie was alone and couldn’t believe what just happened; an actual deity revealed itself to her, needed her help, and wanted to deal with the jerk that ruins her days. She blew out the candles, put everything away, took one last look at the spell and candle gifted to her. Maybe it was some sort of dream, she thought as she went to bed.

--

That morning she woke up and after gathering herself, noticed it was all still there, not knowing how to feel about it. On her way, she ran into him, like she always does.

“Janie, good morning!”

She grimaced at him. There he was; blond crew cut, standing a few inches over her, broad shoulders, fairly fit, like some sort of arrogant Ken doll.

“Remember… play nice, dear. We have a plan. All those like him will suffer, and for you; he’ll never bother you again.”

“G-good ...

... morning… Stephen was it?” She put on a fake smile.

“Funny! You know it’s Steven!”

“Right, right… Steven… Steve-o, yeah.”

“I knew you’d remember.”

“I uh… had a rough night last night.”

“Maybe a fine female like you could use a guy like me to smooth the night sometimes?”

“There you go.” The voice laughed.

“Maybe that… might not be so… bad.”

“Finally warming up to me, huh?”

Janie did her best to ignore his smug grin. “If you play your cards right, and… umm… not be in a rush… you just might have your maybe.’

“Sweetheart, don’t you know I play the long game—just been waiting for you to come around.”

She did her best to repress a shudder.

“I got that big dee, alpha energy, know what I mean?”

“Yeah, you’re a big dee, alright,” she spoke to herself. “I think I do.”

“Sweet! You get me, I knew you would, sweetheart.” He wrapped his arm around her waist. “How about your number?”

“Hey now! The fuck—long game, dude, remember?” She quickly calmed herself and removed his arm.

“Right, right! My bad. You’re like one of them classy females, one I gotta wine and dine.”

“Something like that. You umm… finally got my attention, and umm—”

“Got you all nervous and shit.”

“A little. I was just saying that you got my attention, and just a little patience over time, it’ll be my undivided attention.”

“Excellent, toy with the creep!”

“Undivided? I like the sound of that,” he mused.

“All for the greater good of women kind!”

“All for the ...