Slaves of the Demon Master

by Powerone

  “You do well in submitting, Roxie. You need a master to control you. I suspect I’ll have you back again. Now, bathe my cock with your soft, wet tongue, and then, you may go in silence.”

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  Jennifer found herself led to another room, but she was allowed to dress. She didn’t understand it; it looked like her clothes. Where did they come from? There was a man in the room, the same man that showed her Roxie being whipped. He looked like he was the leader, all the others deferred to him. He sat in a chair in a bathrobe. She stood before him as he looked at her. His eyes stared into hers, and she couldn’t resist them. She barely blinked, his gaze was so intense. She began to feel something. A drowsy lethargy swept over her. Her head bowed, Jennifer didn’t have enough strength to hold it up. Her eyes felt like heavy weights, struggling to keep her eyes open.

  “Open your eyes, Jennifer. I know it’s difficult, but you must try hard.”

  She heard strange words come from his mouth, but nothing she could understand. It was as though he chanted, but it was soothing and relaxing. She felt her body begin to float away without her. She soon found herself floating in a celestial sphere as though she was being separated from her body and floated above it. She looked down and saw herself with him below. She could hear his voice now and understand it, but his lips didn’t move, as though he didn’t say anything. He was in her head, controlling her, and she could do nothing but submit to his will.

  He watched her as she knelt down before him. Her back was straight, her breasts pushed out so proudly. She leaned forward, obeying his every word in her head. She opened his bathrobe. He was naked beneath it, and his cock jutted up in front of her. She reached in and took it out, using two hands to hold the shaft to keep it from escaping. She knew her fingers on his cock gave him such pleasure. Her fingers ran up and down the shaft as though she played a musical instrument, rippling along the shaft to make it jerk and shudder. Then, she lowered her head as she held his cock up straight, the head unsheathed. She felt her mouth touch the hot flesh of his cock on her soft lips. She could taste the leaking juices. She never liked the taste of a man’s cum, but she licked it up as though she was a kitten with a saucer of milk. Then, her lips enclosed the head in a passionate grip. She heard him utter a groan then a choking cry. His cock slipped from her lips, but her hands held the shaft tightly. It was like a volcano ready to explode. She could feel the shaft trembling, and then, suddenly, she felt a hot, sticky fluid splash on her face. Her fingers stroked the shaft as jet after jet of cum exploded from the volcano of his cock on her face. After that, she had no recollection. No recollection of anything.

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  Roxie and Jennifer woke up early the next morning in their dorm rooms. They both felt so refreshed. Roxie took a shower, not surprised that when she sat down and her buttocks hurt, but when she looked in the mirror, all she saw was white, unblemished flesh. Did something happen to me, or did I have another strange dream or nightmare? There was one thing she was sure of; she’d never mention her dreams to anyone, not even her sister. She knew it would be fateful if she did.

  Jennifer never felt so good. It was as though she slept all day since yesterday and she felt so relaxed. Usually, she only felt that way when she had an orgasm, but she didn’t remember masturbating last night. She was to meet Roxie for breakfast today to celebrate Roxie finishing her project. She hoped Roxie was in the same good mood.

  Chapter 12

  Mated Forever

  “Are you sure you want to go through with this?” As much as Vale wanted her, Cassandra felt responsible for Ravenna. She wanted to make sure that she knew all the ramifications of her decision.

  “Yes,” but she said it with hesitation. There was the age thing, Vale so much older. Yet, Vale didn’t look like he aged. Ravenna couldn’t deny that she liked the way he took her for his pleasure. She found that it excited her beyond expectations, and she wanted more. He’d taken her virgin mouth, but that was all. The next would be her innocence. It wouldn’t be anything normal; she’d be taken in front of hundreds of followers. It wouldn’t be an intimate moment between a man and woman. It would be a celebration.

  Ravenna knew she wasn’t “normal.” She could make a cock bigger or thicker with her mind. She knew there were other powers she might possess. With Vale’s help, they might be limitless. She had to do this, no matter what she would have to give up. “Yes,” she said it more convincingly now.

  “Then, it will take place on Saturday, the period of the Dark Moon, a time to explore the darkest and deepest of passions.” Cassandra knew it would be the beginning of something new and sinister and Ravenna would be the catalyst for this great event.

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  Invitations were sent out around the world, and visitors began to arrive in the sleepy town of Wexter, with the university nearby, no one thought too much of it. It had expanded so much in the last ten years with wealthy students and their parents flocking to many of its functions that an influx was only seen as a plus, bringing in much-needed revenue for the town’s small shops and restaurants. Little did the residents realize that Wexter had become the focal point for evil in the world.

  The closer Saturday came, the more nervous Ravenna became. She knew what would happen; she didn’t know how. Cassandra was by her side most of the time, reassuring her when she became hesitant. She was taken by a black limousine, the windows darkened so no one could see in, but she also couldn’t see out. Cassandra wore a red robe, but Ravenna’s robe was black, but she knew it was only temporary. She was naked beneath it and knew that she’d be dressed in a white gown, most likely transparent. That didn’t disturb her; she knew she wouldn’t be wearing it for long.

  When the car door opened, she was taken in a dimly lit room. She never saw where they went, but it wasn’t that far from Wexter. She suspected that Wexter had a connection to the caves or caverns that she’d heard about, but it was hushed, soft words that spoke of these places.

  With Cassandra at her side, she shed the robe and put on the dress. As she suspected, it was diaphanous, and she felt her nipples harden and her pussy grow wet in anticipation. She knew that she’d soon feel the lust of Vale’s cock inside her and transform her into a woman and so much more.

  “It is time.”

  Cassandra’s voice was so final as she held Ravenna’s arm as they marched down a long, dark corridor. Ravenna felt the chill in the air. There was a large wooden door with iron hinges and lock before them. It was massive in size, yet Cassandra opened it with such ease. Inside, it was lit up, but with torches and candles, no electrical lights at all. She expected to see a cave, but this was nothing like what she expected. It was almost a cathedral but etched in stone. The ceiling had to be a hundred feet in the air. The room was large enough to hold all the people gathered, more than two hundred of them. They were all dressed in black robes, with hoods on them, concealing most of their identities, but she could easily differentiate males from females, almost evenly split as though everyone came in pairs.

  It finally caught her eye as she saw where everyone stared. In the front of the room stood what looked like an altar, but she knew it was much more than that. It was a solid block of stone over six feet long and about three feet wide. The stone was jet black, but it was covered in a red fleece fabric that almost looked like lamb’s wool, but there are no red lambs in the world. She knew it was a sacrificial stone, and she was the sacrifice. In front of it was a large silver, inverted cross that stood over twenty feet high. Hanging from the ceiling was a large pentagram encased by a circle, all in gold. There were two tables of stone beneath it. Black cloths draped the tables, and on them were silver chalices, a dozen or more of them. She saw more objects on them, but she couldn’t identify them. She thought she saw a knife, but she turned away in fear.

  The room grew quiet, and Ravenna saw another door near the front open up. Four figures came through it, all of them males by their size. Three of them wore black hooded robes, but one wore a bright
red silk robe and hood. She instantly knew that was Vale, no doubt in her head, in spite of the fact that she couldn’t see his face.

  The eerie sound of an organ rang loudly in the chamber, bouncing off the stone walls to reverberate as though there were a dozen organs playing at once. It startled her at first, but Cassandra held her tight until the three men that were with Vale came over and got her. With one on each side, they led her to the front. They stood her in front of Vale as Cassandra stood by his side. There was the crash of a gong, but then, it grew silent.

  Someone began to chant, though Ravenna couldn’t understand what he said. Cassandra had told her that it he intoned the Lord’s Prayer backward.

  “So it was in the beginning, so it will be and ever shall be, by our Lord Lucifer. All hail and praise to Him, the deliverer of Darkness. Receive his evil into our bodies and hearts.” His voice rang out in exaltation.

  The audience took up the chanting. “Hail Lucifer, Prince of Darkness, Ruler of all ungodly and evil, all hail Lucifer.”

  Though the room was cold and damp, Ravenna grew hot and wet beneath the thin white garb she wore. She couldn’t stop the twitching of her virginal pussy.

  “Let the sacrifice to Lord Lucifer begin. Bring the sacrificial lamb forward to be anointed.”

  Ravenna didn’t even know who spoke, but the two men at her sides pushed her forward. Her reluctant feet could barely move, but she soon found herself before Vale. He stared at her, not a smile on his face, almost emotionless, yet his eyes plunged into her soul.

  “Bare her body and soul to our congregation,” were the first words that Vale had said.

  Ravenna saw the two men at her sides slowly open her dress up, and then, they slid the straps down until it fell at her feet, naked and exposed for all to see. She watched as Cassandra got a large gold bowl and brought it next to her. The men held her arms as though they feared she’d run away. She was afraid that the bowl was filled with blood, but when Cassandra’s soft, gentle hands began to rub it on her, it was warm oil. She started at her shoulders, but then, her familiar hands moved down to her breasts, and she soon had them aroused to hard, trembling tips that throbbed with pounding blood.

  Then, the third man took the bowl from Cassandra. She looked into his face and she saw that it was Soran. She was sure the two that held her were Vossler and Icas, the other brothers. She saw Soran’s hands dip into the oil, and he started at her belly. She felt his large hands begin to caress her with the slippery oil. He kneeled down in front of her as his hands moved lower. His fingers tingled her fine pubic hairs as they moved down as she eagerly waited for him to touch her pussy. She was already soaked in desire. His fingers soon parted her pussy lips, and she shuddered when two large fingers stroked up and down her soft inner flesh. He soon had her dripping wet and oiled, but he didn’t stand up; still kneeling, his hands went between her legs and pushed out on her thighs. She would have done it willingly without his hands urging, spreading her legs until he told her to stop. She felt the cool air blow on her superheated pussy. “AAAAAWWWW!” It shouldn’t have shocked her, but it did. His mouth kissed her, but it was her pussy that received the intimate kiss. Then, his tongue began to move, exploring every inch of her pussy. Her legs struggled to hold herself up; thankfully, the two brothers gripped her arms tightly. His tongue explored her so expertly, even better than Cassandra. He found her clit and soon sucked it into his mouth, and his tongue worked her into a sexual frenzy. When he pulled away, his face was slick and shiny from her juices and the oils.

  “She desires Lord Lucifer,” Soran exclaimed for all to hear. He took the place of Vossler and handed him the oil.

  They turned her around so her back was to Vale. She couldn’t see Vossler, but she could feel his heated breath on her buttocks. She knew he knelt behind her, as his hands began to caress her buttocks with the oil. He massaged them so skillfully. Not even when he dug his fingers into her twin buttocks and pulled them apart could dampen her arousal. His fingers kept her cheeks apart as Ravenna struggled to calm her reluctant muscles from closing when the fingers began to rub oil up and down her crack. She felt the shameful touch of his slippery finger on her anus, but he moved up and down her crack before it was back. This time, his finger became more insistent as the oiled finger pressed into the center of her anus. Her anal ring had no choice, his finger too powerful and too slippery to stop the penetration of her defenseless hole. She cried out softly when the finger moved inside her rectum, pressing harshly against the spasms of her muscles that tried to fight off the shameful touch. The finger twisted and turned as though it oiled it up for a reason, but why any man would touch her in such a place was beyond her comprehension. His finger finally pulled out, but she suffered a further indignation. It was his tongue that replaced it. It licked her and sent her anus into uncontrollable spasms. It was a disgusting act he committed, but she couldn’t stop him. Finally, he finished but not before she felt the tip of his tongue stretch her anal ring and push inside. It should have been a loathsome sensation she felt, but she found her body responding to it, sending shivers of excitement in her anal muscles that she never knew existed before.

  “She is prepared for you, Lord Lucifer,” Soran shouted out. “Place her on the altar.”

  She was slowly backed up until she felt the cold stone against the back of her legs. She found herself sitting on the altar with the men surrounding her. One grabbed her legs and swung her around until she was stretched out on the stone, flat on her back. Two black candles were brought over to her head, fearing what they’d do with them. She saw the flames flickering and melting the wax so close to her, afraid that some would drip on her flesh and singe it. Her arms were stretched out all the way to the sides, and then, the candles were thrust into each hand.

  “Hold them and don’t drop them or you’ll be whipped!” The warning rang out harshly.

  The candles were fat, and her fingers curled around them. It wasn’t lost on her that it was as though she had two cocks in her hands, two hot cocks. She looked up to see Vale come over to her. He slipped the robe off his body, naked before her. Her eyes went instantly to his cock as his hand curled around the shaft. He watched as Cassandra oiled it and slid her fingers up and down the shaft to make it slick. It was then that Ravenna realized that Cassandra and the three boys weren’t adopted children, but were part of something bigger. They were close disciples of Lucifer. She watched as the three men disrobed and stroked their cocks around her. Even Cassandra joined their self-masturbation. Her fingers stroked her pussy.

  She looked down at her feet as Vale moved forward. He grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide as her pussy opened up for all to see.

  “Lord Lucifer, take our sacrifice, take her innocence for all to see.” The congregation began to chant.

  She looked at Vale as he climbed on the altar, between her legs. She was spread wide. He looked so much bigger, not just his cock, but his whole body. She felt his body press against hers, lying on top of her. She felt her pointed nipples pushed into his rock-hard chest. His mouth nibbled at her neck, gently at first, and then, his teeth found her soft neck. She turned her head to the side to expose her vulnerability to him. His teeth found the supple, delicate flesh and dug into them. She was sure that he drew blood as he sucked on the wound, but she didn’t feel pain. All she felt was the excited cock that pushed against her naked pussy jump and twitch in spite of being pinned between their bodies. As heavy as he was, it didn’t feel like she was crushed beneath him. It was as if he hovered over her magically. His mouth moved down, from her neck to one of her breasts. She felt the powerful suction as his lips encased the hardened tip and sucked it deep into his mouth. Her nipple felt like he tried to tear it from her breast. Yet, her hips started to move, slowly and barely discernable as if a virgin shouldn’t be so bold. His tongue went to work on her nipple, and she thought it would explode in such pleasure. His other hand slid to her other neglected breast and tightened on it, trapping the nipple between two s
trong fingers. He twisted and turned them, but she felt pleasure, not pain. Her body was on the edge of her greatest pleasure and he hadn’t even pushed his cock into her yet.

  It was time to consummate the union of the two of them. Vale’s ass rose up until he could reach between their bodies. He grabbed the shaft of his cock and began to move his cock up and down her slit. He felt her soft lips grip his cock as he gathered up her wetness and the oil.

  Ravenna felt his stiff and thick cock ride along the pulsating furrow of her pussy, feeling the pleasure build up as she began to respond to the thrill of his cock. Every nerve ending responded to the touch of his cock as her ass rose up to drive up to meet his cock, wiggling and writhing wildly as the music began once again. It was as though her body was possessed as she lost control.

  “Reach down and put his sacred cock inside you,” Cassandra’s voice whispered into Ravenna’s ear.

  The candles were taken from her hands so Ravenna could reach between them, grabbing his cock, familiar with the touch of it as she had stroked it and had it in her mouth many times already. Her fingers had to grip it tight to keep it from escaping. She felt the perverse anticipation of breaking her own hymen. She guided the pulsating cock to the opening of her pussy. It felt so big as the head sat at the entrance to the portal of her womanhood. She felt Vale’s hips move urgently, wanting his ultimate pleasure from her, so she obeyed. The head pushed harder and more demanding between her pussy lips, and she felt it push against the unwilling muscles. He was too big, but it was too late to do anything to stop it. She moved his cock in circles, introducing his cock into her hot, wet, virgin pussy. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this as hundreds watched in awe, but she felt her elastic hymen begin to stretch as she took him deeper inside. She was no longer in control as she felt Vale flex his hips, and with a single, vicious thrust, forced his unholy cock into her, surrendering her innocence with a cry from her lips. “OOOOWW!” The pain was intense but brief. The head was inside her, but her hand still cradled his shaft. “Give it all to me,” she begged.