Wrestling Lucy - Lexi 10 - Wrath of the Halloween Devil

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Wrestling Lucy - Lexi 10 - Wrath of the Halloween Devil

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Wrath of the Halloween Devil

Unwanted Attention

As Lexi, the sultry and seductive Halloween devil, strutted down the dimly lit street, she couldn't help but feel a thrill coursing through her veins. Dressed in a skintight latex costume that hugged her voluptuous curves and accentuated her pert bottom, she was confident that this year's trick-or-treating would be her best yet.

Her attention was drawn to an old man hunched over on his porch, clearly in a foul mood. He glared at her with beady eyes as she approached, and she could feel the tension in the air. He gruffly demanded to know what she wanted, and she eagerly offered him a bag of homemade cookies, hoping to soften his heart.

But the old man's demeanor only worsened, and before she knew it, he had grabbed her wrist and yanked her onto his lap. Lexi gasped in surprise as he began to spank her, the smack of his hand against her satin-covered bottom echoing through the quiet neighborhood. Tears of humiliation and anger filled her eyes, but she refused to let them fall.

Revenge is Sweet

As the spanking continued, Lexi's mind raced for a way to exact her revenge. She remembered the look of fear in his eyes when she had transformed into a devil earlier that evening. With renewed determination, she stood up, her tail swishing menacingly behind her.

"You're making a mistake," he warned, his voice shaking. "You don't want to do this."

But Lexi didn't listen. Instead, she grabbed him by the collar and dragged him inside his house. Once they were inside, she slammed the door shut and locked it. He let out a whimper of fear, and she grinned, feeling a surge of power course through her veins.

The Scissor Challenge

Lexi grabbed him by the shoulders and pinned him against the wall. She looked him up and down, a slow smile spreading across her face. "Tell me," she purred, "have you ever been scissored before?"

He shook his head, his eyes wide with terror. "N-no," he stammered.

"Well," she said, leaning in close, her hot breath fanning over his face, "you're about to find out."

And with that, she wrapped her legs around his waist, her latex-clad thighs pressing tightly together. He let out a muffled scream as she squeezed him between her velvety thighs, her tail wagging playfully behind her.

The Face-Sitting Challenge

After several long minutes of relentless scissoring, Lexi pulled away and pinned him to the ground. She straddled his chest, her latex-covered bottom inches from his face. "Now," she said, her voice low and menacing, "it's time for the face-sitting challenge."

She leaned down, her full weight pressing against him, and lowered her bottom onto his face. He struggled to breathe, the latex-covered cheeks of her bottom pressing against his nose and mouth. He tried to push her off, but she was too strong.

The Wrath of the Halloween Devil

As the minutes ticked by, Lexi sat triumphantly atop of him, her tail swishing back and forth. Finally, she rose to her feet, a victorious grin on her face. "Remember this," she said, her voice echoing through the room, "next year, you'd better be prepared."

With that, she turned on her heel and walked out of the house, leaving the old man whimpering on the floor. As she walked back down the street, she couldn't help but feel a sense of empowerment. The Wrath of the Halloween Devil was a force to be reckoned with, and she planned on making sure everyone knew it.

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