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Most demons wouldn't have such a difficult time dealing with the people who summoned them: such rituals were rarely performed on accident, but those who performed said rituals were seldom as prepared as Sarah and Jane.

The pair of border collie sisters were born and raised on the farm, but one sample of life beyond the crooked fence posts was all it took for them to realize that they'd been denied something more thrilling than working the fields and milking the cows.

Just one interlude of Sarah catching Jane with the mailman was all it took to break the girls from the mold of innocence, but once they were in for a penny, they were in for far more than a pound.

"He's not exactly what I thought he'd look like, but...I'm not really complaining about the view," Sarah murmured. She was inspecting the bulky demon as if he was any other slab of meat that had been hanging in the family processing plant, but in this instance, she was giving much more attention to detail; she needed to know that this particular slice was the prime of what she could summon. "He's no mailman, but I bet he'll be a lot happier to have his day interrupted like this."

"You two have no idea how busy I was before you decided to perform that little ritual," Osiris claimed, his voice booming through the barn and rattling the hay bales in the loft above. "I don't know what the meaning of this travesty is, but you...y-you need to let me go, now!"

He'd been naked on arrival, and the impressive bulk of his flesh would have proven a task for the pair of canines to contest with, if they hadn't summoned him right into the leather straps of a rig.

Such precision and luck would be difficult for the girls to replicate, but in that moment, they were taking full advantage of their good fortune, admiring how splendid and majestic a demon could look when he was fully exposed and spread among a network of ropes.

"The meaning of this is that Daddy would never let us bring a boy over...but if we can just summon you, have a little fun with you and let you be on your way, well...this can just be our little secret, right?"

Sarah's explanation was too sensual to be construed as anything else, but that didn't stop Osiris from struggling to believe that he'd been summoned for such an intimate purpose.

"You two actually performed a summoning ritual just so you could get some dick on the sly?" he asked, the thunderous weight of his voice settling into a more conversational tone. "You must have rather controlling parents..."

He was going to make a comment about how it was that much weirder that the sisters were so comfortable with each other when they were living on a sexually repressed farm, but given all the reasons that he could have been summoned, this one was at the top of a very short list of reasons he wanted to be summoned.

Rather than make untoward comments, knowing he was trapped in place, he was going to let the situation play out; as much danger as he might have been in, something about watching a pair of border collies unbutton their overalls in nearly perfect synchronization was taking the edge off of being tied up to the support beams of a barn.

"You sure you don't mind me going first, Jane?" Sarah asked, having taken the lead to that point. "I never would have been able to strap him in like this without your help."

"And you never would have known how badly you wanted this if you hadn't watched me tip the mailman, so...by all means," Jane teased. "Show me what you can do when Mommy and Daddy aren't there to scold you."

Osiris didn't expect his comment about the parents to be ignored, but then, he'd been summoned not as a demon to be feared, but as an object to be used.

It was something of a first for a creature that was still trying to learn how to blend in with the rest of mortal society, but as much as no one would have believed the girls when they said they'd summoned a demon for a romp in the barn, no one in Heaven or Hell would have believed Osiris when he made the same claim.

It really would be their collective secret.

"W-wait a minute," Osiris stammered, feeling like the smallest one in the barn, despite towering over the pair of undressing canines. "You've never done anything like this with a man before, and you...y-you're really just diving in like this?"

"That's what Jane did," Sarah answered, confident in the simplicity of it all. "Just dropped down in front of the mailman, unzipped those tiny, butt-hugging shorts and started sucking his cock...and you even saved me the trouble of having to pull your shorts down."

"So you've never sucked someone off before?"

"No, but I've practiced on the end of the biggest handles I could find around the house. How hard could it be?"

Osiris felt his enthusiasm for the situation fading with every step of Sarah's approach, but he couldn't deny the amorous nature of her gait: she looked as ready to embrace her sexuality as anyone he'd ever seen before, and by the time she came to a halt in front of his floating, naked body, she'd stepped all the way out of her overalls, revealing she'd been completely naked underneath.

Much as she was doing nothing to hide her mood, Osiris was shocked to see the untrimmed, matted pubic fur around her womanhood had been soaked through with the natural moisture of her feminine desires.

"Not sure how I stack up to the handles around here, but I think you'll find the real thing isn't quite as easy to deal with," Osiris pointed out. "I know what they say about being stiff as a board, but-

"Don't worry. It's okay to be a little bit uncomfortable when you're new around the farm," Sarah interjected, seeing how impressive Osiris' member still looked in a softened hang. "We'll break you in nice and easy, big guy."

Soft digits of white brushed through the close-kept fur of onyx that coated Osiris, searching the first layer of his overcoat as though she were looking for a hidden button or a seam; even growing up on a farm and seeing plenty of rugged workers with their own musculature, she could hardly believe that a man could be so defined , even through his fur.

"Those aren't words thrown around too often where I'm from," Osiris admitted. His stretched flesh had seen far worse treatment than being suspended in the air as a plaything, and his wings were more than happy for the chance to settle against his back for a break, but even a single stroke of Sarah's fingertip against his chest revealed that she wasn't too familiar with nice or easy.

She was a diligent worker, just like her father before her and her sister beside her: she was just trying to hide how willing she was to put in a little elbow grease, when it came to getting the job done.

"So, you're saying I don't need to go easy on you?" Sarah fired back, her canine muzzle curling into a grin so wicked, even a demon like Osiris could be wary of it. "Wonderful. I wasn't looking for some gentle, kind-hearted soul to warm me up and romance me, anyway."

"Do you have any idea what you're getting yourself into?" Osiris asked, trying a final time to slow the border collie.

"Lots of trouble...and a little rugburn, hopefully," Sarah answered, her voice leaning toward arrogant.

Curious paws were happy with their inspection of Osiris' impressive physique, but they were starved for greater intimacy; she couldn't help the excess force in her grip when she finally wrapped both palms around his shaft, hugging it an overzealous embrace.

Precum milked from the tip as she gave it that first, eager stroke, but when Osiris couldn't hide his grimace, Sarah hesitated...and Jane refused to let her sister ruin their fun before it had a chance to begin.

"Easy, sis. Loosen up that grip a little...you gotta get it nice and wet before you go squeezing it like that," her twin insisted. "You can get all the scuffs and burns you want on your knees, but this? We've gotta be a little more careful with this."

Much as she was eager to learn, Sarah was a little too proud to just let her sister steal the show. "You go down on one guy, and suddenly you're the expert? Is that how that works?"

"I'm the expert if I'm standing next to you ," Jane championed herself. "And if you wanna enjoy this at all, you'll take my advice, squat down, and start having yourself a snack instead of running your mouth."

As much fun as Jane looked like she was having when she was showing the mailman her appreciation, Sarah figured that she could trust her sister far enough, but the last thing she wanted to look like in the face of such a handsome demon was an inexperienced, overwhelmed virgin.

Her infamous pride wouldn't allow her to ask for help, but if it was offered...she might be able to accept it, begrudgingly as possible.

"For what it's worth, your sister might be onto something," Osiris agreed. Thus far, the demon's face was so flustered that Sarah could imagine the reddish tone of his flesh nearly matching his horns, but the longer he stayed, the more he realized that he was the most experienced player in the game; it was hard to feel concerned, knowing that. "This bone is probably bigger than a pup like you is used to, but if you're really interested, I won't stop you from trying to bury it."

"Glad you've got a sense of humor about you," Sarah murmured, offering the demon a sultry grin, and her sister a quick, frustrated roll of the eyes. "I really like a guy that can make me laugh."

Jane was tempted to make a quip about how her sister wouldn't be laughing in a moment, but she'd seen Sarah's hunger up close: antsy as her twin had been, she didn't want to end up biting her own tongue when Sarah managed to handle the whole thing in one go.

It all started with that subtle dip: Sarah eased down on her heels and leaned in, her squatted posture putting the delightful warmth of her breath right in line with the tip of Osiris' growing member.

"Gimme a chance, and I'm sure I can make you do a lot more than that," Osiris claimed. "Probably be a lot easier if I wasn't all tied up like this, but-

"Like I'd trust a demon enough to let him go," Sarah cut him off, her every word tickling the end of the demon's cock with teasing heat. "I trust you enough to let you fill me, and that's about it, big guy...but if you play nice with us, maybe we can bring you back around for a spot o' shine later."

Powerful as he was, Osiris was genuinely trapped by a host of leather straps and thick, rugged cords: the girls didn't have to worry about trusting him.

They only had to worry about how much freedom remained at his hips, when Sarah went in for her first ever taste of a man's flesh.

"No wonder you went about summoning a demon," Osiris played along. "Seems the two of you are getting into all kinds of trouble behind your parent's backs..."

"As much as we can, but it's tough when you're stuck on the farm like this," Jane admitted. "But we've got a few hours before they get back from town, and we're gonna make the most of them...y'know...if my slowpoke sister would hurry up and wet yer cock already!"

Sarah was still proud, but she didn't realize how much she was hesitating until Jane pushed against the back of her skull, forcing the flat of her tongue to smear the tip of Osiris' manhood with a fresh helping of saliva.

Plentiful as his cock was, she was immediately forced to stretch her jaw around the tip and the next few inches of the shaft, but she was utterly determined to prove her worth, right then: whether it was beginner's luck or a latent talent that she'd only just come to discover, she managed to keep herself from gagging as she voluntarily worked her way down the next couple inches.

"So much for that cocky attitude of yours," Jane murmured. "Sarah sucked it right out of you, didn't she?"

Wincing his glowing, red eyes shut, Osiris was doing all he could to keep quiet.

He knew he'd let out a pleasured moan if he opened his mouth in the least, but gritted fangs were going to lose the fight well before the girls hit their collective stride.

"She is...q-quite talented for someone so inexperienced," he agreed. "Though I don't recall her saying that she was only here to have a taste of my flesh; I recall something more being on the table."

"Lots more on the table," Jane confirmed. "And since Sarah was nice enough to go ahead and set it for me..."

Jane paused, letting the words stew in the back of her sister's mind for a moment. The next moment came with only the sound of a full, thick suckle and a quick rustle of Jane's overalls spilling away from her stark, white underbelly.

"Mnnf...mnor...n-now wait just a damn minute!" Sarah barked, barely remembering to pry the flesh from her maw before she snapped her teeth at Jane. "I set the table for myself , thank you very much!"

"Well, sure you did," Jane agreed. "But when you make a meal for someone, you sit down and wait for them to take a bite first, right?"

The orange handkerchief in the back pocket of her overalls made for a wonderful sling.

Just as quickly as she'd stripped her overalls, Jane was bouncing up and over her squatted sister, catching the back of the demon's full, thick neck with her handkerchief. The gathered moisture on her petals settled against the top side of Osiris' messy length, and with a grin, she gazed up at the demon with a lust that would have rivaled any creature of the netherworld that he'd ever contested.

"I promise to leave you a little somethin' to nibble on when I'm done with him," Jane whispered, her voice dripping with as much arousal as her soothing drawl could encompass. "For now...how about you line him up for me so I can bring him on home?"

Sarah was furious to look up and see the image of her sister blocking out the impressive hunk of a demon that she'd serviced, but her twin was never afraid to take what she thought she deserved.

To that point, Sarah was still unaware of what kind of fun she was missing out on, but Jane had sampled the mailman more than once, and with more than just her greedy tongue; to stand back and watch while Sarah had all the fun was never an option.

"Can't believe you're asking your own sister to help you out with that," Sarah groaned, trying to sound as disgusted as she could, despite the thin, dripping trails of arousal that spilled from her petals and faded to dust on the dirt floor. "So much for havin' any shame about you."

"I am literally hanging onto a demon by a handkerchief and grindin' on his cock...and judging by the size of it, there ain't no room for shame where it's going," Jane countered. "But you've got a better view of it than I do right now, dontcha?"

A full length mirror was the only experience that Sarah had with seeing her own womanhood, but to see Jane's petals just above her, dripping with such arousal...she had trouble believing that her more experienced sibling would be able to take any of Osiris' cock without being ripped apart.

Her own lack of experience and willingness to work for her chance, however, encouraged her enough to grab Osiris by the base of his shaft, angling his length and adjusting her sister's thigh until the tip eased right into place, kissing against an eager pair of canine petals.

"Just don't make me regret givin' you the first crack at it," Sarah growled low, worrying less about the moral dilemma of enjoying the view, and more about getting even: she stood from the spot before her tongue could reach the back end of Jane's petals, opting instead to shoot up and smack her sister firm across both cheeks of her rump. "Or there's gonna be a lot more of that in the future!"

The thick SMACK of an open palm against curvy flesh almost overtook the cry of delight that immediately followed: her handkerchief handles barely kept Jane from completely spearing herself on the full, incredible length of Osiris' cock, but she slipped far enough to need to settle there.

She didn't want to admit that she needed a moment to adjust, but Osiris had seen the mingled look of bliss and regret on a woman's face before...he knew just what had happened.

"Feels like we've already bottomed out," Osiris said. Even a subtle wiggle of his hips forced Jane to clutch at her handkerchief with such intensity that it almost tore, but determined to prove that she was in control, she lifted just enough to call the act a thrust, and slid back down the length of his cock to settle in place again. "That...t-that wasn't a challenge , Jane!"

"Sure sounded like one," she answered, grunting her way through her confident response. "You really thought you'd make it through your first trip to the farm without getting bucked like a wild bronco?"

"I'm not actually a horse-

"For the love of--I know you're not a horse, ya dolt!" Jane barked up at him, trying to keep the curl of a grin on her muzzle. "I just hope you last a little longer than one..."

As she stood and crossed her arms in judgment, Sarah hoped for the opposite, but her crossed legs couldn't keep a growing trial of liquid arousal from staining her fur.

"I can last as long as you've got time to fool around," Osiris offered. "If you're okay with the risk of getting caught, of course."

Jane's inner walls seized up around the demon's shaft, clutching it so tightly that his smirk was stolen away yet again; the girls were more than a handful, especially when his own were still bound to the posts above him.

"Daddy's gonna have to find out that his little girls are all grown up sooner or later," Jane suggested, her every word labored by the weight of the demon's member. "If today's the day...I just hope he's ready."

With Jane hoping for a heated load, Sarah just hoping she'd get a turn, and Osiris hoping that the girls would leave him a little more freedom the next time they summoned him, no member of the trio had any real interest in getting caught.

They were just getting started, after all.