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Chapter Seven

Charles Swartzenburg II

I pulled out of Ms. Rayne’s cunt and pressed my cock into the succubus’s asshole.

Susannah needed more masculine energy to keep her body alive. The succubus was transmitting it to her soul directly by eating out the busty blonde’s cunt. I gripped the succubus’s hips as I drilled against her backdoor.

Mrs. Black, Susannah’s parents, and the shadowy thought form watched. My allies now. I would help my half-brother destroy Ashtaroth. I made the biggest mistake in my life making a deal with her. I would have my mother back, and that demon would be banished back to hell.

I thrust hard against the succubus’s asshole.

“Yes!” moaned Ms. Rayne into Susannah’s pussy.

“Oh, oh, oh,” Susannah said. “Thank you, Charles, for helping. I want us all to be friends again like we used to be!”

I had only pretended to be friends, but… “Yeah,” I said. “Sure.”

Ms. Rayne’s anal ring surrendered to my cock. I groaned and sank into her bowels. I loved her hot flesh around me. It was so good to sink into her hot flesh. It was just so good to have all that wonderful flesh massaging my cock. It was just a wonderful moment to sink to the hilt in her.

It was incredible to be full of her.

I loved how she gripped my cock. She felt incredible about me. I loved that anal sheath massaging my dick. The succubus moaned into Susannah’s pussy as I bottomed out in that tight anal sheath. I loved filling her up.

It was so good.

So amazing.

I gripped her hips and drew back my cock. She clamped down on me. She felt so incredible around my cock. I buried into her anal sheath. I fucked her with force. It was so good to do that. I grunted, loving doing this again and again. I pounded her anal sheath with all that I had. It was just so good.

I pumped away at her. I fucked her bowels with hard strokes. She whimpered, clamping her flesh down on me. It was so good to fuck her like this. I buried into her flesh again and again. She groaned, gripping my cock.

“Yes!” I growled, thrusting away at her.

“Oh, oh, oh,” Susannah moaned.

“Mmm, such a stud,” moaned Ms. Rayne. “Ram that cock into me. I will make you cum so hard!”

“That’s right,” I growled, burying into her bowels again and again.

Her asshole clamped down on my cock. She made me feel so good as I buried into her hot flesh. I loved it so much. I groaned, burying into her bowels. It was just such a great joy to thrust into her bowels. I slammed to the hilt in her asshole.

I fucked her hard.

I pounded her anal sheath.

She gasped and moaned, gripping my dick as I churned her up. She was such a wonderful fuck. I groaned with each thrust into her flesh. I hammered her hard and fast. The need to cum built and built in my nuts. I growled as I rose toward that moment when I would burst.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she whimpered, squeezing down on me. “That’s so good. That’s amazing!”

“It is!” I groaned, fucking her bowels with hard strokes.

I thrust away at her. I fucked her cunt with all that I had. It was just an incredible rush to thrust into her bowels. I fucked her with all that I had. I pounded her with such force. It was so good to bury into her like that.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she groaned. “Oh, wow, that’s good. That’s just amazing!”

I groaned, fucking her so hard. I pounded her with passion. It was just an incredible rush to pound her. To fuck her bowels with all that I had. I churned her up. I fucked her hard and fast. I buried into her bowels with force.

I fucked her cunt with all that I had. I loved plowing over and over into her bowels. It was so good to fuck her with all that I had. I loved it. I savored pounding her like this. She gasped and moaned as I did that.

“Oh, that’s it!” squealed Susannah.

She bucked again, those big breasts of hers bouncing. They heaved. I loved the sight of them slapping together. The succubus moaned, her bowels clamped down on my cock. She felt incredible around me. I loved every second of fucking her.

“Mmm,” cooed Ms. Rayne. “Oh, yes!”

Her asshole writhed around my cock.

“Shit!” I grunted and buried into her bowels and growled out, “Yes!”

I erupted.

My cum spurted into her bowels.

I flooded her with all that I had. The pleasure shot through me as I dumped blast after blast of my cum into the succubus’s anal sheath. I growled as the ecstasy assaulted my mind. It was just an incredible rush to flood her with passion.

“Shit, shit, that’s good!” I groaned, flooding her bowels.

“That’s what I need,” Susannah gasped, her breasts slapping together. “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“Yes, yes, keep my daughter alive,” Mrs. Augustine said, clapping her hands together.

I just grunted, dumping my cum into that hot pussy. It was just an incredible rush to do that. I flooded her with all that I had. The pleasure slammed through me. It was so good to have all that ecstasy rushing through me.
I panted as I erupted into her bowels again and again. It was just such a wonderful moment. The ecstasy slammed into my mind. I flooded her asshole with all that I had. It was just such a great treat to have it all sweeping through me.

“Damn, that’s good,” I groaned, savoring this pleasure rushing through me. I erupted a last blast to cum into the succubus’s bowels. “Do you need more?”

“Mmm, that should be enough,” said Ms. Rayne.

Mrs. Augustine sighed in relief and nodded to her husband. He smiled and chuckled.

I pulled my cock out of the succubus’s asshole and asked, “You sure? You could suck my cock clean, Susannah.”

Susannah shook her head. “I’m Zach’s wife. I can’t.”

“Mmm, she has enough,” said Ms. Rayne. “Now we have to get her into Zach’s soul.”
“I tried, but even when she was distracted, Ashtaroth almost spotted me,” said Susannah. “I jumped into my mother’s soul out of pure desperation. Right?”

She glanced at the shadowy thought form who nodded.

“So we need your help, Charles,” continued Susannah. “That’s what the angel says.”

Angel? Should I tell her this angel was just a manifestation of Zach?

No, no, I had to focus on the chance to send Ashtaroth back to hell. “I’ll give you the opportunity, but Mrs. Black must stay here until she gives birth to my mother. Agreed?”

“Yes,” Susannah said.

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Ashtaroth

I wanted more.

This body just craved to cum and cum and cum.
It was so exciting cumming as a man, too. Just so delicious. I wanted to experience every last second of fucking with this dick. It just felt so good to use this cock. I was in heaven here. I loved every last second of the delight this male body gave

I gripped Alanna’s hips. The maid was bent over, her frilly skirt was around her waist. Nearby, Cosette watched. She was a delicious maid. There was something so… intriguing about her. A depraved idea formed in my mind.

I needed to spill some blood, but…

I pressed my cock into that butt-crack. I slid down to nuzzle against her asshole. I drilled against her anal ring. She squealed as I did that. I loved the sounds she made as that hot sheath slid slowly open. She gasped out in delight as her asshole surrendered.

I sank into her hot flesh.

“Yes,” I groaned, reveling in that velvety hole.

I went deeper and deeper into her flesh. It was so incredible to enjoy every last second of that asshole around my cock. She drove me wild with the warmth of her. I shuddered, savoring that wonderful flesh about my cock.

I bottomed out in her asshole. I savored every last second of being in her. My nuts twitched. I loved having balls. I hardly remembered what having a pussy was like. Zach was still quiet in me. He had found some sort of resolve.

I would have to watch him, but…

“Shit,” I groaned. “That asshole.”

“I’m so happy that you enjoy my asshole, Master,” Alanna whimpered, her asshole clamping down on me.

“Indeed,” I said. “My cock’s going to be all dirty.” I smiled another idea popping into my head.

I drew back my cock. The cutie squealed as I did that. Her bowels clamped down on me. It was so good to feel her around me like that. I loved it so much. I savored that delight as I pumped away at her. I fucked her bowels so hard.

The girl squealed and gasped as I pounded her. This youthful body had such stamina. I reveled in using it. My nuts slapped into her taint. That was such a wonderful thing to feel. I loved every second of this.

I buried into her again and again. I fucked her hard and fast. I loved slamming into her flesh. She gripped me with her anal sheath. She held me tight with all that wonderful flesh. I groaned, plowing into her asshole.

She squeezed down on me. She held me tight with her hot flesh. It was just so good to fuck her like this. I groaned, savoring that delight as I buried into her anal sheath over and over again. I thrust away at her. I hammered her flesh.

I fucked her hard and fast.

I loved it.

“You’re mine!” I growled.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she whimpered as I fucked her. “I’m yours, Master!”

“I own this asshole!” I roared. “I own your flesh!”

“Yes, Master!”

I smiled at that as I fucked her so hard. She clamped her anal sheath down me, gasping and moaning into Sable’s bedding. She still knelt, watching. She understood her place. She was my slave. I was thrilled that she knew I had possessed Zach.

That I had defeated her Lord and usurped his kingdom.

I would rule it with such cruelty, but first…

I slammed into the slut’s asshole, about to cum. The need to burst swelled in me. I fucked her anal sheath with all that I had. It was so good to pound her with force. I shuddered, loving this delight. It was an incredible rush. My nuts swelled.

I buried into her asshole.

“Fuck!” I came.

“Master!” the slut squealed as my cum flooded her bowels.

Her anal sheath convulsed around my cock, her climax triggered by mine. I savored her flesh rippling around me. It was a wonderful rush. I enjoyed every last second of that passion convulsing around my cock.

She suckled at my dick.

She nursed at me with all that she had. It was just outstanding to have all that pleasure rippling around my cock. I groaned as her anal sheath milked me. I dumped more and more cum into her bowels. The ecstasy shot through me.

I savored the intensity of cumming with a cock.

“Yes!” I growled.

“Master! Master!” she whimpered.

I ripped my cock out of her asshole, still hard. I slid down and thrust into her shaved pussy. I filled up her cunt, letting her twat buff my cock clean. I smiled in delight, savoring this amusing rush. I was so glad to have her cunt around my dick.

“You like that?” I demanded and fucked into her cunt with my dirty rod.

“Yes, Master!” she moaned as I soiled her twat.

She squeezed her cunt down on my shaft, polishing my pole with her pussy. It felt so good to have her doing that. I loved it so much. I groaned, fucking her with force. I pounded her with all that I had. She gasped and moaned out her passion.

I thrust away at her silky snatch, reveling in this delight. She groaned, gripping my cock with her bowels. She felt spectacular massaging my dick. I fucked her hard and fast, the need to cum rising and rising with my every thrust into her flesh.

“Oh, Master!” she gasped as she cleaned my cock with her sweet pussy.

“Yes!” I growled, savoring this delight. I slammed into her cunt. I enjoyed that wonderful flesh around my dick. “Take it. Take my big dick!”

I slammed into her cunt. I buried to the hilt in her hot flesh. It was just a glorious rush. The pressure built and built at the tip of my cock. The need to cum swelled in me. I shuddered, this carnal pleasure delicious, but…

I needed more.

Something bloodier.

“Oh, yes,” I groaned, glancing at Cosette. “Strip naked. I have a better uniform for you to wear!”
“Yes, Master,” Cosette said. Her honey-brown hair spilled around her face. She was just the epitome of a maid.

She unlaced her bodice, her round tits spilled out. I fucked Alanna’s tight cunt with my dirty dick as I watched. Cosette shoved off her uniform. She was naked beneath, her hips curving, her pussy shaved and so tight.

“Yes!” I moaned, lusting after her, my need to cum swelling in me.

I pumped hard into her cunt. I churned her up. I wanted to feel that cunt writhing around me. It would be so great. I slammed into her with force. She squealed out in delight, her head tossing as her pussy went wild.

“Master!” she gasped. “Dump your cum in me! Use me, Master!”

“Yes!” I roared, loving this devotion.

I buried to the hilt in her spasming cunt. I didn’t draw back. I savored her cunt rippling around me, massaging me. I groaned as the pressure rose in my nuts. The girl moaned into the bed as that wonderful twat suckled at my dick.

I erupted.

I flooded her cunt with my jizz.

I pumped blast after blast of my cum into her snatch. She whimpered, her twat rippling around me. She made me feel so good. I loved every second of that hot twat nursing at me. It was so good, but I needed more.

I needed to revive action practices.

“Oh, oh, Master!” the girl squealed as she milked my cock.

It was so good to fill her with my spunk. I flooded her twat with every last drop of cum in my nuts. She quivered there. Cosette watched, naked and ready to be draped in her new uniform. I savored the image in my mind.

“Master,” Alanna mewled as she drew out all the cum in my nuts.

“Mmm, fetch me a knife,” I said, sliding my cock out of her pussy. “I want to flense the skin from your body so Cosette can wear you as a uniform.”

Alanna froze.

Horror crossed Cosette’s face. She clamped a hand over her mouth, looking like she would throw up.

“M-Master?” Alanna asked, glancing at me, her eyes so wide.

“Go,” I said. “Fetch a knife. If you are truly loyal, you’ll survive being skinned alive.”

She whimpered before she darted off the bed and fled. I loved it. I needed to spill some blood. It had been so long. I glanced around the room to see Sable staring with rage at me. She rose to her feet, trembling.

“You swore,” I said.

She froze.

Alanna came back in with the knife, her eyes full of tears. She trembled, on the verge of shaking. I bet she didn’t think I would do it. She probably convinced herself that this was a test of her loyalty. That made this all the sweeter as I took the knife from her.

Sable seethed as I brought the knife to Alanna’s bodice.

I slipped the blade between her and the first lacing keeping it closed. I cut.

The bodice opened a bit.

I slid down to the next, feeling the resistance of the lacing until…

It snapped.

I cut the third.

The fourth.

I worked down her, loving the way she shivered as I did that. I cut through the last of her lacing then slid down the front of her bodice. Her breasts came into view. Round and firm. Her nipples were soft.

I touched the flat of the blade against her tit.

“Mmm, such flawless skin,” I purred. “It will look so good on Cosette.”

The girl whimpered.

Downstairs, the front door opened.

I frowned as footsteps rushed up the stairs. What had happened here? Had Mrs. Augustine returned with my ultimatum to Charles? A shout echoed. Then rushing steps. The bedroom door flung open and Charles stood in the doorway in his prison oranges.

“My, my,” I said as he stood there, looking so angry. “My lost boy has returned to me.” My cock twitched at the ways I could truly humiliate him.

Those ideas made me ache.

“You think I would allow you to possess Zach, Ashtaroth?” demanded Charles.

“What can you do to stop me?” I asked. “Did you think your impotent fury would make me quiver? You are a boy.” I smiled at him. “Don’t you remember how I spanked you? Now…” I arched an eyebrow at him and tapped the knife on my thigh. “How would you like to become a woman? In this era, I slice your cock off and stuff my dick in your asshole, that’s enough. Maybe get you some tit implants. How does that sound?”

He grinned at me. He had confidence. My, my, he had grown.

Behind him, the cops were moving in. Sable had risen. I glanced back at her. “Take him.”

She nodded and grabbed a flail off her dresser before marching toward him. The cops had their TASERS out. They just had to shoot to take him down. Torturing Alanna to death had lost its fun. Turning Charles into a woman.

Into a slut…

Well, maybe I should skin Alanna alive only. She wasn’t big enough to make a woman suit for Charles. She—

Sable whirled and struck me across the face with the flail. I cried out at the burning pain, stumbling back from the sudden attack. The cops gasped in shock as Charles wore a shit-eating grin. Blood dripped down my face.

“You swore!” I roared at Sable, gripping the knife.

“To obey Zach, not you, demon!” she spat. “Ashtaroth, you do not belong in my house or his body. Release him!”

I lunged at her with a knife to stab her.

Chapter Eight

Ashtaroth

Charles grabbed my wrist and wrenched.

I snarled as unexpected pain flared down my arm. The knife fell from my grip. I snarled as Charles punched me in the face with his left hand right on the flail marks. I shook my head and turned off the sensation of pain.

He slammed into me, almost knocking me back on the bed. I caught my balance. Zach was strong and slightly bigger than his brother. I gained my balance and slammed my knee into Charles’s balls. The grunted and collapsed to the ground.

I drew back my fist to punch him when he shot his gaze up and power slammed out of him. He had grown in strength. In knowledge. I staggered beneath his attack. A flutter of fear washed through me. It was powerful.

Could I hold it?

I had to hold it back. I fought to keep from being pushed back by his attack. I held my ground. I would not let him knock me off-balance. He tried to throw my soul out of this body. I shuddered, feeling this tenuous grip on my flesh.

I clamped down my will and rallied against his assault and glared at him. This was my body? He dared attempt to exorcise me?

Oh, he would pay.

He struck again. I battered it away and slammed into Sable. She screamed as she collapsed to the ground. The cops aimed their tasers at me. They fired and stuck my body. I smiled at the jolts of electricity through me.

If I was a human, that would be a problem, but I could turn off the pain. It locked up my muscles for a moment. I smiled at them, loving the fear burning in their eyes. They knew that I would make them suffer.

They dropped their tasers and drew their pistols.

“No!” shouted Sable. “You’ll kill Zach. He needs that body!”

“Kill me, or you will suffer in agony,” I said and gripped Charles by the head. “And you… Open wide. I want—”

Motion shot through the corner of my eye. I whipped my head around to see Susannah’s soul plunging into my body, a shadowy form clinging to her. I gasped as she was inside of me. I trembled as there was more than the girl and Nisha. A third figure had entered me.

A succubus.

“No!” I shouted a lust exploded in me.

I stumbled back and fell onto the bed. I was seized by passion to grab my cock. I fisted up and down it. I was a Goddess of Lust and War. I could not resist the shedding of blood or the enjoyment of carnal pleasures.

I felt Susannah in me. She rushed for the Zach chained in the corner of my soul. I had to stop her, but that succubus was flooding me with desire. I fisted that dick as I focused on that disgusting creature. One of Lilith’s spawns.

I slammed the force of my will into her.

She shrieked and burst out of me. A wave of darkness swept through the room and vanished. The succubus screamed in pain as she sank into the shadows to recover. I had hurt her, but not killed her. She wasn’t my target.

I closed my eyes and focused on Susannah. She rushed through the mind palace and reached where I had bound Zach. She knelt to remove his bounds. He stared at her with this confident smile on his face. He expected this.

I grabbed Susannah’s blonde hair and yanked her back.

She screamed as I slammed her down on her back. I planted my foot between her breasts and pressed my weight down on her. I glared at her as she coughed and wheezed. I smiled at her as I pushed down, crushing her soul. This was all symbolic. She wasn’t really choking. I wasn’t really crushing her ribs, but…

I was smothering her soul.

I was killing her body. Damaging her immortal essence.

She gasped and spasmed, kicking. Horror filled her blue eyes. They shone with her desperation. She grasped my leg. I smiled at her, my breasts quivering with my excitement. My pussy was so wet. I touched myself.

“Mmm, watch me crush the existence from her, Zach,” I purred. “Her soul will die, and so will her flesh.”

“NOOO!” Zach roared with such desperation. “Please, don’t. You can’t kill her! Don’t you touch her!”

I frowned. There was something… performative about that.

I glanced at him straining against his chains. He pulled on them, his face… almost full of horror. He was stalling. He wanted me to take my time killing Susannah. He was preying on my cruelty to extend his pain because…

The thought form.

I almost forgot about Nisha. She was working on his chains in the darkness, almost unseen. An idea without much substance here. I flicked my wrist and knocked her back. She screamed as I bound her once again.

Just like I had when I took her place.

“No!” Zach shouted, real far now in his eyes.

Real desperation.

“ASHTAROTH!”

“It’s too late,” I cooed. “You could have obeyed me and served me, but you chose to be defiant. Now…” I pressed harder on Susannah’s soul.

She gasped and spasmed, her legs kicking and fingernails clawing at my leg.

“Now you have to suffer. I do not offer a second time. You mace your decision, now live with the consequences.”

“Zach,” whimpered Susannah.

He roared with fury. He yanked at the chains. He tore at the bonds of my will. I shuddered, my fingers rubbing through my wet folds. I shuddered as I touched myself. It felt so incredible to do this. I shuddered, massaging my hot flesh.

“Oh, oh, that’s good,” I groaned. “Mmm, you know, I really, really love touching myself like this while crushing the existence from her soul.”

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!”

The air resonated with his fury. He pulled on the chains. He yanked so hard on them. There was no breaking them. I smiled at him, thrusting my fingers in and out of my cunt. I shuddered as my will held him in place.

I pushed harder on his wife’s chest.

A rib cracked.

“NOOOOO!” He glared at me. “I will make you howl, Ashtaroth. I swear it. By my own will, I will make you suffer.”

I smiled at him. “And how do you plan on doing that?”

He smiled at me.

I arched an eyebrow. “What is this ploy? You think my guard will drop? That my will will slacken.”

He shook his head.

“Then what? What has changed?”

“Me!” a new voice roared.

I turned to see Charles’s fist flying into my face. He threw me off Susannah. I hit the floor and rolled, my soul aching. What was he doing here? He could astral project? How interesting.
He jumped over Susannah as I lay on the ground, feigning being stunned. He reached for me.
I grabbed his balls and crushed.

He howled in agony as I crushed the source of his spiritual prowess. I squeezed his virility. He dropped to his knees as I smiled at him, sitting up. I spat out blood, representing the metaphorical pain his sucker punch had caused me.

“You want her, don’t you?” I asked. I twisted his balls. “Maybe I was wrong to feminize you. Yes, yes, Zach needs to suffer for his rebellion. Fuck her. Put your cock in her soul’s pussy. Make her into your whore. Do that, and I will forgive this little… lapse in judgment.”

He glanced back at Susannah.

“If you refuse my offer, I will cut off your dick and make a pussy out of your asshole. I will make every day worse than the last until you beg me for the release of death. You know I can do it.”
He glanced back at her. “I will never be your pet again.”

I crushed.

He screamed in pain as he collapsed on his back. He writhed there as I grinned, my fingernails digging into his testicles. I would rip them from him. I would tear off his manhood. I would make him suffer so much here.

Then I would torment his real body.

I—

Susannah was attacking Zach’s bonds again. She didn’t hesitate to run for him. I snarled and dragged Charles by the testicles. I seized Susannah by the throat and crushed her life. I yanked her back and threw her down beside Charles.

I crushed her throat and his nuts with my hands. They spasmed as I delivered agony onto them.

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Lewis Zachary “Zach” Black

Susannah gurgled.

That bitch was killing her, and these chains were so strong. They clamped down on me. Charles roared in pain. He had come to help me. I was shocked to see my half-brother here. I had no idea how any of this was happening.

Ashtaroth reveled in this. My pain. My impotence. My despair.

She crushed me and knew it.

Helplessness pressed down on me. Strangled me like it did my wife. How could I save her? And the others. She would make Sable, Alana, and the cops all suffer. She would hurt so many, and there was nothing I could do about it.

I wanted to give up, but I had to save Susannah. I strained at the chains. I pulled on them, pain burning through my wrist. They felt stronger than steel. Than titanium. Then any material ever created by man.

Or imagined by him.

“Help,” I cried out in desperation.

To who?

God?

The devil?

My father?

To anyone. I had to save Susannah.

“This is your mind,” Nisha said.

I froze.

My thought form’s words whispered through my mind. It was her. She had been gone from me for so long. Replaced by Ashtaroth. I was such a fool for following Ashtaroth’s advice. I had resisted them, but…

She exploited my trust in Nisha.

“Remember where you are.”

Where was I? I was trapped…

“Yes, this is your mind, and you are the master here if you but have the will to imagine you are.”

Will…

The same will I used to conjure Nisha into existence. I closed my eyes, closing off Susannah’s gurgles and Charles’s screams. I closed off Ashtaroth’s gloating smugness. Her words. She spoke to me. Engaged me.

This was my mind.

My soul.

I had nothing to fear here.

I ruled here.

I was the master of my fate.

No one else.

Certainly not an ancient demon. A sex-obsessed slut who was out of control with passions. Just like I had been. But I could control myself. My manacles were smoke. Nothing else. I stood, my hands flowing through them.

I opened my eyes.

Ashtaroth wasn’t even looking at me.

“You went silent? You think you can crawl away into the corner of your soul? You think you can escape me?”

“I do not need to escape you,” I said and conjured a collar about her throat.

She gasped and released them. She grabbed the collar and tugged at it.

“This is my soul,” I said, walking around her.

Susannah coughed. Her eyes fluttered, staring up at me. Charles groaned, rubbing at his testicles.
“You trespass on my domain, demon,” I said. “You bound yourself to my soul. Do you forget that? You are mine.”

She opened her mouth, but I pictured a dildo gag choking off her words.

“I forgot that simple fact,” I said. “That I am the master of this domain. So…” A chain appeared, attached to the back of the collar. It vanished off into the dark reaches of my soul. “You are my prisoner. There are your wardens.”

The women, and the few male FBI agents, appeared. Those who died in the explosion. Who was sacrificed to sneak this demon into my soul? They all were eager to see Ashtaroth again. They grabbed the chain and yanked.

The demons screamed into the gag as she was dragged back into the darkness. Dragged toward those eager supplicants. Her victims were so eager to greet her. I smiled as the demon’s legs thrashed. She could not escape.

“Yes, she is your slave,” the true Nisha said, standing in the darkness, hiding.

“Zach!”

I spun around just before Susannah flung herself against me. She pressed herself against me, her lips planting on mine. I groaned as I felt the softness of her lips. I wanted to weep. I had hurt her so badly. I had…

God, was she dead?

I couldn’t break down. Not with Charles here. Why was my brother here? How? What deal had Susannah made with him?

I broke the kiss and held Susannah to me. She was warm. She had to be alive. She just must be alive. Moira would keep her alive. I trusted her. I studied Charles. He smiled at me as he rose, his eyes twisted in pain.

“Thank you,” I said. “You made a deal with my wife?”

“Yes,” Charles said. “And you’re not going to like it.”

“Probably not,” he said. He glanced back at the souls. “You are not going to send Ashtaroth to hell?”

“Nope,” I said. “Why? Do you want me to?”
“She’s dangerous.”

“So am I, brother.”

Charles swallowed. “She hurt me.”

“Do you want to humiliate her?” I asked and snapped my fingers.

Several of the women dragged her back. Charles stared at them and swallowed. He knew them. Yes, yes, they were the party girls that he had recruited. The ones that had gone missing. He played some part in their deaths, but…

He had been Ashtaroth’s slave.

“Sit on his cock,” I told Ashtaroth. “You hurt him greatly. Time to make it feel all better.”

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Ashtaroth

I could not say no.

I straddled Charles and fell to my knees. I gripped his cock and pressed his cock into my pussy. I moaned around the dildo gag keeping me quiet. The collar squeezed about my throat. The chain rattled. The souls wanted to torment me.

“Heal him!” Susannah hissed.

“Yes,” Zach growled and pressed his cock into my butt-crack.

His hands gripped my tits. He squeezed my boobs as he thrust against my anal ring. He dominated me. Owned me. There was no fight in me. I could not fight against him. My asshole surrendered to his cock. He slammed into my bowels.

I groaned around the dildo. I suckled on it as I rode Charles’s cock. I worked up and down him as Zach fucked my asshole. He buried into my bowels again and again. He thrust into my flesh. I shuddered, moaning around the dildo in my mouth.

I suckled so hard on him.

I nursed with all my might on that dildo. It was just so big and thick. I whimpered, my tongue dancing around that shaft. I suckled on him, whimpering as that big dick fucked into my bowels. It was an incredible rush to have my Master fuck me.

My Master.

My owner.

I lost.

I squealed around the dildo gag as I rode Charles’s cock. His brother fucked my asshole. Master pounded my bowels as I worked my cunt up and down Charles’s dick. More pleasure washed through me as they used me.

Zach squeezed my tits. He massage my breasts as he fucked me. He pounded my asshole hard and fast. Such force. Such passion. I clamped down on his dick. My pussy gripped Charles’s cock. I rode him with passion.

I had to.

“That’s it,” Susannah said. “Ooh, use her, Zach!”

“Glad to,” Zach growled, squeezing my tits. His voice promised more pain to come.

Punishment to come.

I shuddered, my thighs flexing as I rode Charles’s spiritual cock. I gripped his rod with my pussy while my Master’s dick fucked my asshole. He grunted, thrusting into me over and over again. He churned me up.

“I will have my mother back, Ashtaroth,” growled Charles. “And you are going to suffer.”

I would suffer.

And cum.

My orgasm built and built. My soul reveled in their masculine energy. Their virile passion plunged into my holes. I shuddered, sucking on the dildo gag. I wished it was a real cock. I craved to have more male essence flooding me.

I craved their seed. Their jizz.

I hurtled toward my orgasm, working my cunt up and Charles’s cock. Zach squeezed my tits. He kneaded my boobs as he ass-fucked me. He slammed to the hilt in my bowels. It was so good. I whimpered, about to burst like a whore.

A pathetic slut.

I plunged my cunt down Charles’s cock as Zach fucked into my bowels. I moaned around the dildo into my mouth. The gag choking me off. I shuddered, their slave. This was so humiliating as the heat burst inside of me.

I came like a slut from my captor.

“That’s right!” roared Zach. “I own you! I own your fucking ass!”

He slammed to the hilt in my asshole as my bowels writhed around him. He erupted.

“Yes!” snarled Charles. “I will have my mother back! I will love her again, bitch!”

He spurted his cum into my soul.

The brothers unloaded their cum into my asshole and pussy. They flooded me with their cum. I groaned into the gag, the pleasure sweeping through me. I could to help it. I was a slave to these pleasures.

A slave to…

Zach.

I whimpered around the dildo gag as my holes spasmed around the brothers’ dicks. I milked their rods. They spurted more and more of their spiritual cum into me, both of them dominating them. They had nearly the same aura.

They were so similar to each other.

The pleasure melted my soul. I shuddered, their virile energy filling me up. I moaned into the gag as they grunted, dumping their loads into my flesh. Susannah giggled as she watched. She had such a huge smile on her lips.

“That’s it!” she squealed. “Dominate that bitch. Oh, Zach, you and your brother are amazing together!”

The two brothers both erupted into my holes. They filled me up. I shuddered, the pleasure consuming me. Zach squeezed my tits. He gripped me, knowing he owned me now. My gamble to seize his life had failed.

I had failed.

I was his slave.

Moloch would devour me. He would devour these two brothers, too. They were doomed, and I was doomed with them. I shuddered and wept at the torment to come. At the pain and suffering Moloch would inflict on us through his chief servant, the father of the boys.

Despair devoured me.

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Moira Black

Susannah was fading.

She was dying fast. She needed more than energy. I had no idea what would sustain her, but…

She wore a smile on her lips.

She must have reached my brother.

She was with him right now. That was something. I closed my eyes. I didn’t know what my brother could do to save her, but he was the only one who could. There was nothing more I could do for her. It was up to Zach whether she lived or died.

And I had no idea what he could do to save her.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered to Susannah. “I’m so, so sorry.”

I leaned over and kissed my sister on the lips to say goodbye.

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