My name is Wren Eden, which loosely translated to Eden Garden. Suitable name for the curvaceous blonde woman with emerald green eyes. What helped my name was that I am the middle child to a pastor in a very small god fearing community. But as we all know each of these communities has small how should we say secrets to it. When I was nineteen I was camping with a friend and I; it had to be midnight and I heard chanting outside. I woke up and looked out my tent where I could see what looked like a camp fire off in the distance.

"Mary, Mary wake up." I shook my friend after I unzipped the tent.

"Wren what?" She groaned sitting up.

"I think there's someone out there come with me to send them off." I said grabbing my flashlight.

"These are church grounds there's no one out there." She said following me.

"Maybe it's off grounds and we might see something." I poked her with my flashlight as we walked through the trees.

"That's not funny Wren!" Mary called catching up with me as we came to a barren clearing where four women were dancing naked under the full moon.

Mary and I sat watching as they chanted and threw sand and some kind of liquid into a roaring fire making it spark.

"What are they doing?" Mary asked as they joined hands and called to the moon above.

As we watched something pulled my eyes to the fire, it was a passionate dance that made me wonder what was beyond our little community. My body began to burn like I'd been cast to hell. I barely heard Mary calling my name and trying to pull me back to the church's grounds. I stood as a cyclone of fire rose from the pit into the air and the women ran. Standing in sight of a pair of red eyes I watched a large being stand where a fire had been. Wings a deep crimson red, hooves, a tail, I shook with fear staring at the devil himself and he looked right back at me.

I could feel him searing my soul with his dark eyes. Something unknown gripped me, keeping me in the line of sight. His tail swished and his k-9's shone in the light of the moon. I had no control, when he crooked a clawed finger at me my legs began to move I was at a loss for words. My body was not my own, his mere presence caused a warming at the apex of my thighs. Molten lava flowing from me as I walked barefoot across the grass towards the Devil.

"Bless us our father and deliver us from evil..." Mary prayed behind me as I stood looking up at him. I'd never felt small in my life but standing close to this 8 foot being, I felt small.

I could hear Mary's prayers but my body's fire kept me here before him. His serpent tongue poked out licking his lips.

"A virgin. How sinful." He hissed and I felt the words in my core.

"Our father in Heaven protect us from evil." Mary prayed louder.

He placed two fingers under my chin and brought me from the ground. As I hovered I felt my body shake, it was fear mixed with such a foreign feeling. My shallow breaths easily seen with the rise and fall of my chest. I could feel his gaze on my body, seeing through the white of my sleep gown.

Leaning forward I could feel his breath on my neck, warming the chain of my cross.

"Your body is mine. It will call to me and me alone. It shall burn like the fires of Hell until you come in search of a pleasure only a being of sin can bring you. Only I can bring you to a new world, a Heaven you are being denied. You will come to me when your body craves it and you can no longer hold onto your faith." He whispered a second before I felt something rub against the core of my body.

I screamed sitting up and I was back in my tent.

"Wren are you alright?" Mary poked her head inside handing me a cup of tea.

"Do... just a nightmare." I said climbing out of the tent and looking to the trees leading to a small cove that connected us to another town.

Four years had past since that night, my body would ache during the night each night. My father said I didn't give myself to God enough and I'd pray each night, one day all the aches stopped and I had forgotten my encounter with the lord of sin. It was just days after my twenty-third birthday and something felt strange, I felt strange.

I felt off the entire day; as I sway with the choir singing hymns. But with each sway I felt my body want to move to a different beat, instead of the piano my mother played I could hear an organ and drums in my head. My body began to feel like lava, I was no longer my own being. I felt fingers pressing against my body's center. Placing my song book to my lips I surpressed a groan as I noticed my swaying made the pressure intensify. Once my mother stopped playing I sat with the choir and gasped as it felt as if the fingers had pressed against my clitoris.

Leaning forward I gripped the chair in front of me and tried to concentrate on breathing because whatever was against my center was moving in circles. Biting my lip I fought off moans as I whimpered. What was happening to me? I started my prayers with the rest of the congregation and the pressure stopped. I sat back in my chair breathless, this had been happening since Saturday morning and my prayers would stop it. After church I stood with my father and mother and bid farewell to our patrons.

I cleaned the pews when my parents left, singing Hymns as I worked. Placing loose bibles into the backs of the pews.

"There's a church in the valley by the wild wood." I sang placing song books back into the cabinet.

Humming as I made my way down the isle I felt a pair of eyes on me. Looking around all I could see were eyes of angels and the Lord. Shrugging it off I met with Mary to plan her nieces christening. It would be done on Friday in the morning.

"So, how have you been feeling though?" Mary asked.

"Sick, my body feels as though it's rebelling against me. I feel sin running through me, I'll be late at prayer and it feels like it did when I was nineteen! I swear I'm going mad!" I said leaning back against my chair.

"You are not going mad! You are just experiencing what everyone who isn't a Pastor's child experienced years ago. Just relax I promise this will get better once you do."

"I guess but I do have to go and get the church ready for the bake sale." I told her leaving back towards the church where tables and things were waiting for me.

Singing my hymns as I set up the room I could feel a pull. Something beckoning me outside, looking out the stained glass window I saw a dancing flame. I shook my head and finished the room. I could still feel the pull as I lay in bed that night. Looking around the room I saw lights dance around. Cursing the night I found myself walking, with purpose, towards the woods in nothing but my sheer night dress. I stood motionless at the hedges that separated into a meadow, looking around I stepped over the short hedges and looked around the meadow. Nothing grew here very often, father says it's because this is the Devil's playground and in the Devil's playground nothing grows.

I felt a shiver run up my spine. The night was oddly cold for September, usually there was no bite to the air til October. Turning to leave the meadows a fire burst from the ground sending me back on my heels and to the ground. Fear took me and I shuffled back from the blaze as I sit in awe of the fire shooting from the ground. I crossed myself as I saw a pair of searing red eyes gazing back at me. A wicked smile broke through the flame. A burning began in my body, beginning at my center. Firmly placing my hand at the apex I groaned as the fire grew inside me.

"You beckon me." A deep voice echoed around me.

That voice, Lucifer, he had returned. I was having a nightmare, I had to be that was all that seemed to make sense.

"Wake up Wren, come on wake up!" I screamed pinching myself. I could feel the pain of it, I was wide awake.

Rising to my feet in a hurry I ran towards the church. My heart pounding in my ears, a drum that seemed to play as I heard a deep chuckle follow me to the church. I dare not look behind me, for I knew He would be there. Reaching the doors finally I turned and saw the large being standing in the shadow of the trees.

"Sanctuary!" I cried prying open the door and rushing inside leaning back against the cold wood, "Sanctuary."

I was out of breath as I walk towards a clear window and looked out to see Him standing under the light of the full moon. I was fearful, but the warming had yet to stop. I began my prayers and stayed inside the church. Sliding down the wall I knew I was safe, no being against God could enter the church.

Closing my eyes I let my arms fall to my side and sat there drifting off to sleep. There was a whisper light flutter against my legs, lace, trailing up my thighs. Nails followed. I pushed my dress back down, I opened my eyes and could see the creasing in my dress as if it were being pulled up. I looked outside and I saw the red beast with his arms out stretched. Magic. I prayed pulling at my dress, but He was too strong I couldn't keep my dress to my knees. My body burned as if the fires of hell were roaring inside me.

I shut my eyes and prayed, as I did the wood beneath my body faded away and I felt grass. Opening my eyes I looked around, I was back at the meadow and my burning body screamed for something I refused to give it. Self pleasure was a sin, allowing something unholy inside your body was a sin, feeling this way was a SIN!

"Running from me and what your body desires is useless child. You will have no peace when your body burns for me." Lucifer said making my body burn.

"No! This is sin, I can't feel this way. I can't!" I screamed as my dress melted away leaving me in nothing but my slip.

My nipples hard as pebbles poked through my sheer slip. It barely reached the middle of my thighs it was so short, I could feel something warm running down my leg, yet I could also feel something wrapping around my leg leading to my core. It was his tale! I tried to pull away but I felt something thick cling to my neck, the cold metal burned my skin.

"This amulet will feel like a thick leather collar when you beckon me, or when your body demands mine. Should you accept your fate. You will be my personal property." He hissed as the tip of his tail pressed firmly against an aching knot between my legs.

I let out a strangled moan as I adjusted to the choking, it made my body turn to molten lava. A searing trail followed the lines of my panties as I stood there, I felt his tail slowly move along the slit of my pussy. I'd slid my fingers along that slit a few times but it felt nothing like this. What felt like a fire flower bloomed in my stomach as my legs slowly started to buckle. His tail left me and I fell to my knees in the grass that was suddenly wet. Leaning forward onto my hands I placed my forehead to the grounds. There was still a deep burning in my body, a soft breeze blew against my sensitive core.

"Aah." I moaned, as my hips moved to find the breeze again, but instead I felt a hand caress my bottom.

The roughness of the hand jolted my senses, when I turned back he stood behind me with his sin in his hand.. Dear God in Heaven. My body would surly split in two! Coming back I pulled away and stood trying to cover myself. His smile faded as he walked up to me, the collar tightened around my neck and I found myself suspended in mid air. My slip gone, my legs spread wide.

"Give in to your desires." He hissed and firmly pressed the pad of his thumb against the knot between my thighs.

Moaning I threw my head back, slowly I felt something enter me and curl inside me. His tail was slim and fit inside my body, moving slow against a knot inside me. As if pressing a button, he left pressure on my clit as his tail worked against the sensitive tissue. It felt like Heaven. My body continued to burn as his tail pumped inside me, I needed more. I had to have more. How did I get it? Looking up at him he was watching me. He had to know I wanted more, but I could not voice it.

"Is there something wrong?" He asked removing his tail from my body.

I pouted when he pulled from me, "Please. I want the burning to stop."

"How would you like it to stop?" He asked with a devilish smile.

"I want you back inside me. All of you please." I beg as my hips lowered.

"Say the right words. They are in your heart. And I will give you reward." He said placing a thicker member against my knot.

I moaned as he rubbing against it, what words? I didn't know what words he was referring to. But than like a mallet in a spike it hit me and flowed like a river. No hesitation.

"Please Master. Fill me with your cock make me your whore." I begged and lost all thought as to the words I'd spoken.

With a satisfied smile he plunged deep into my forbidden garden breaking through the gates. Minor discomfort was replaced with a waterfall of pleasure as he began moving inside me. The feeling of a thick collar began to fade as he moved inside me, his hips grinding against mine. I could feel him deep in my chest. Each thrust only penetrating deeper than the last. I'd repent for my sins later but for now.

"Fuck me master, please harder." I begged wrapping my legs around his torso and screaming when his magic released me dropping onto his cock.

He was so deep, rewarding my cervix with deep hard strokes. My body was about to explode a fuse had been lit inside me and it was nearing the end. He exploded inside me sending my climax into overdrive. I slumped against him, my body like water.

Soft sheets greeted my exhausted body. A searing mark formed on my body, I'd look at it in the morning.

Waking with a start I looked around at my room, I was in my night gown, the chain was still around my neck. Looking at the amulet it was a blood red gem in the center of a gold disk.

PRAEDITUS ad dominum tuum, Nunquam Antea DENEGANDAE

GIFTED TO MASTER, THINE BODY NEVER DENIED

The Latin script was etched into the medallion, my thigh felt warm. When I looked down there was a pair of snakes wrapped around a cross. Luciferum was under it. Taking a deep breath.

"God have mercy." I gasped crossing myself.

But there was this small part of me that wanted to beckon again. And enjoy the pleasures of sin and gifts my Master would give me. An eagerness to learn what pleasures the body can give and take. I was Lucifer's Lover.