All language subtitles for Occult Desires Part Two

A woman sat alone, thinking to herself
as she bathed in a wooden tub.

The woman's name was Felicia.

She had a unique gift, one that she saw
as a curse.

Looking up, Felicia realized she wasn't
as alone as she had thought.

There was a man in the room, a man named
Henry.

He removed his jacket and sat down next
to her.

The man looked at her for a moment.

then asked her if she was ready for the
ritual that night.

Felicia answered that she was ready for
it, but only if it was what Henry truly

wanted. She told him that they could
forget the ritual and the rules they

to follow, if that's what he preferred.

He replied that she shouldn't joke about
such serious matters, even though

Felicia wasn't joking.

The man looked away.

The sight of her naked breasts difficult
for him to avoid with his gaze.

However, Felicia didn't care.

She propositioned him, telling him that
he could fuck her however he wanted that

night. The man was appalled. He told her
that she knew the rules and that they

weren't to be intimate for two months
before the ritual.

Felicia was disappointed, pent up, and
more lonely than ever.

Not even her husband would give her what
she needed and fuck her.

Henry told her that she should get
ready.

Felicia debated if getting rid of her
curse was worth possibly losing her

husband.

The man had worked so hard to give her
this chance, to cure her of her defect.

He was the one who found out about the
ritual that could help her, and who

preform it.

She wasn't going to let his effort be in
vain.

She was doing it for him as much as he
was for her.

Felicia prepared herself by wearing
nothing, nothing but the red robe she

instructed to wear.

She was nervous, but determined.

She told herself she was doing it for
love.

Henry had gotten ready as well, adorning
the robe many other members like him

wore.

A priest's robe.

Felicia and Henry were deep inside a
chamber inside the cult.

She was nervous, tense, and uneasy.

The entire crypt was set up just for
her, just for the ritual.

Standing there to greet them was the
leader of the cult, Thomas.

With a charismatic smile, the man
greeted them.

He was quick with his silver tongue to
ease Felicia's tension, quickly winning

her over with his wit and charm.

Henry didn't like how comfortable Thomas
was getting with his wife.

They came to perform a ritual to cure
his wife, so he reminded them of that

fact.

Thomas agreed, his charm over Felicia
still evident.

With a little more sweet talk, he
assured her it was time to begin.

She looked at her husband once more,
searching for any hint of doubt.

When she turned back to look at Thomas,
he was naked.

At first glance, she was shocked.

At second glance, that shock and fear
turned into arousal.

Her husband's cock was nowhere near the
size of his, not to mention she hadn't

so much as masturbated for two months.

The sight of his massive cock drove her
thoughts to wild places.

Thomas told her that it was her turn to
strip.

Felicia looked at her husband one more
time, giving him one last chance to stop

it.

After seeing his inaction, she began
unbuttoning her robe.

Once her robe was open, she looked at
him again.

She couldn't believe he was letting her
strip for another man.

And since he wasn't stopping her, she
continued, letting the robe fall down

shoulders.

the whole while locking her eyes onto
Thomas' penis.

It wasn't long before she was fully
naked.

She'd bit her lip, thinking about what
that cock was going to do to her.

One of the cult members presented Thomas
with a pill.

Thomas took it greedily, tossing it down
his throat.

Then, with a sly grin, he told Felicia
to get on her knees.

Felicia looked at her husband one final
time, and once again, he didn't stop

her. So, she got down on her knees like
she was told.

His cock was so close she could smell
it.

She wanted it so badly, but she'd always
loved to tease.

She kissed the head of his penis,
letting her soft lips harden his cock.

It hardened rapidly.

Then her lips kissed the tip.

her tongue darting out to lick his pre
-cum.

She rest his stiff erection over her
face, her arousal growing by the second.

Henry's discomfort grew with his wife's
debauchery. But she wasn't going to

stop. She'd just gotten started.

She licked his penis.

Up and down.

Up and down.

It tasted different than her husband's
cock.

And for some reason she couldn't
explain.

That aroused her.

Her lips closed over his urethra as she
sucked his pre -cum directly out of his

penis. But she wanted more.

She wanted his cock in her mouth.

With deliberate skill and precision, she
took the man's dick between her lips.

He pushed it in and out, letting it hit
the back of her throat with each thrust.

The thrill of taking another man's cock
in her mouth, someone other than her

husband, made her cunt wetter than her
husband had ever done before.

She took his manhood out of her mouth
with a pop, her drool trailing down his

erection.

He pulled her to her feet and admired
her beauty, his dick inches away from

sex. With a quick motion, he stepped
forward.

sliding his penis between her legs,
grazing her glistening cunt.

He let her stand there for a moment, his
cock grinding against her wet folds.

Felicia sat down on the altar, both her
and Thomas staring at Henry.

With a grin, Thomas told Henry that he
was going to fuck his wife right in

of him.

He told him that tonight, she was his.

Making good on his word, He lied her
down on the altar, moving back and

letting his shaft graze against her clit
with each motion.

Pulling back once more, after taking his
time with her, he buried his cock

inside her.

Henry was feeling a whirlwind of mixed
emotions.

He was watching someone else fuck the
love of his life.

He felt anger, inadequacy, guilt.

and shame, but he also felt aroused.

He gave her a moment to adjust to his
size.

She'd never taken any man bigger than
her husband, so it was a new experience

for her.

Then he began thrusting.

He pushed his length in and out from the
married woman's slick heat.

She was tight against his girth as he
pushed into her like a piston.

Felicia, was instructed not to come
within the last two months of that

and as he rut into her, she came undone
on his cock.

Her mind was clouded by lust, her
thoughts murky with intense sexual heat.

She loved her husband, but there was no
one she'd rather have fucking her than

the cult leader himself.

No one else would pound into her with
such animalistic behavior.

No one else could fill her cunt as well
as him and his thick, girthy shaft,

least of all her husband.

In that moment, she was exactly where
she wanted to be, on an altar getting

fucked, being impaled by the dick of a
stronger, older man with a much larger

cock.

Her first climax came suddenly and
without warning.

It was brought on as soon as the feeling
of warm cum flooded the walls of her

vagina.

Another man other than her husband had
just came inside her, the reality of it

all starting to sink in for the first
time.

Henry had noticed before, but she hadn't
yet. The many cameras pointed right at

her. Everything was set up to watch her,
the cameras, and even the multiple cult

members watching from the sidelines.

Watching the show.

She wasn't given much time to think
about anything.

Before she knew it, she was ass up with
the man's phallus member inside her

again.

He was rougher with her this time,
thrusting inside her with less regard

pleasure or well -being.

He even held her head in place as he
thrust into her.

It was an intense sensation for her,
especially considering he was thrusting

mighty cock into a hole she had little
to no experience with.

He was fucking her hard in her ass and
having her husband watch as he did it.

The man continued to push his length
inside her anal virginity, each time it

a little deeper.

His penis reached the places her husband
never touched.

Even if Henry had fucked his wife in the
ass before, his inferior manhood

wouldn't have plundered the depths of
the man currently railing into her.

As her anal cavity was being thoroughly
stretched open, she had completely

forgotten it was all a ritual to cure
her curse.

Henry didn't forget.

His thoughts were louder than ever as he
watched his wife being completely and

utterly used in front of him.

He'd never fucked her like that. He
never heard her moan and squeal the way

did underneath another man.

He'd never heard her come like that.

And he never thought he'd see another
man shoot his load over her backside.

But there they were.

His wife had been fucked twice now.

And he'd just watched without saying so
much as a single word.

His silence continued as the man climbed
on top of her.

His dick was in her mouth again.

Like a good little slut, she sucked his
cum and her juices clean from his dirty

cock.

The cult leader told her that he was
going to fuck her again and again and

all night long.

It was then, now that her mind was
clear, that her curse activated.

She saw images, flashes of the cult
leader bringing multiple different women

that same exact spot, stripping them
naked, then fucking them in front of

partner.

She wasn't the first.

There were many others.

It was also then she realized that he
couldn't cure her curse. He had lied

so that he could fuck her in front of
her husband.

Yet to no one's knowledge, A different
evil had been unleashed from the castle

grounds, while everyone else was busy
watching Felicia get fucked by Thomas.

An evil that had a grudge against the
cult.

One that had found them.

Vanessa had immediately taken a liking
to Henry.

She was distracted by him.

Ashen, however, got to work before
anyone could react.

With the flick of her wrist, she lifted
a cult member off the ground with her

magic, then crushed him into dust.

She reached out, using her power to pull
the remaining members into a clump of

bodies, twisting, turning, distorting
them until there was nothing left.

She then brought her attention to
Thomas, their leader.

With the same effortless power, she
lifted him off the ground, holding him

place.

Using her magic, she left him in a state
of constant orgasm.

His penis erupted endless bursts of cum.

Seeing such a pathetic man unravel
amused Ashen, she reveled at how weak

cult had become.

She then turned her attention to
Felicia.

She could sense her power.

Her curse.

Ashen told her that she had a gift.

She told her that her power could be
extraordinary if cultivated.

She said that Felicia's power could
become bothersome for her future plans,

that she didn't have the heart to kill
such a beautiful woman.

Instead, Ashen placed her finger over
Felicia's clit, causing her to orgasm

immediately.

Every moment her finger lingered was a
moment Felicia's entire body shook from

her climax.

She never came harder or longer. Her
entire body was in a consistent state of

high, her mind rewiring itself entirely.

Thomas had been nearly completely
drained of his essence, after which

claimed his soul, leaving him nothing
but an empty husk.

Vanessa held Henry tight, preventing his
escape.

Using the power from Thomas' soul, a
portal was opened.

Passing through, they took Henry with
them, leaving Felicia all alone.

Reality hit her like a brick.

She had been unfaithful, fucked another
man, and failed to get rid of her

ability. A pale woman killed almost
everyone in the room.

then placed an unknown curse on her.

But the worst part was, they took Henry.

The love of her life was gone.

She couldn't help but scream.