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Scene: rainy, dark and hazy night
A dark abandoned mansion surrounded by acres of woods where no one can hear or see anything , a faint light glows in the window. While you are walking by after having a rough day at work you notice and get curious but tell yourself it isn’t safe. As you keep walking curiosity gets the better of you and you say fuck it I have my keys with my mace I’ll be fine if it’s a homeless man. You walk towards the front of the house and get a weird feeling in your chest. This isn’t right. But you open the door…
The door creaks loudly and heavily swings to the wall. The smell of old books and dust fills your nose. You take a step inside *creak* the floorboards are old and loose. You turn the flashlight on your phone on. Looking around you see a thin layer of dust covering the walls, floors and whatever furniture remains. You see papers scattered all over. They seem new like someone had been here recently.
You make your way around the front room, not much in it. An old tv, a couch and a chair all covered in plastic and dust. The kitchen was a mess of broken plates , old food and pictures of child’s drawings on the floor. You were about to make your way onto the staircase leading to the second floor when you heard what sounded like a demonic growl coming from above. The instant the sound reached your ears goosebumps form and the hair on the back of your neck rises..
You turn around ready to bolt out the front door when you hear another growl, this time at the top of the stairs case. You’re feet move before you even realize it and your halfway to the door when you are yanked from where you are stood back into the wall. The air turns ice cold and you collect yourself from the ground, your head spinning from being thrown in the air. “What just….” You manage to get out before the paralyzing fear takes over your body and you realize what you are looking at…
Towering above you is a demonic creature you’ve never seen before. Had to be about 7 foot tall from what you could see in the darkness. He stood there over you growling, his white eye shining in the moonlight coming through from the broken window, his face smeared with black and white, and red from blood… you start to scream but as it starts to leave your lips his hands, more like claws, quickly cover it and he grabs you fast and swiftly up, leads you down the stairs and into what seemed like a basement. You’re trying to break free from his grasp but he is stronger than you could imagine. You know he could kill you in a heartbeat, why hasn’t he..it? Unsure as to what’s happening all you can think of is escape
You yanked and pulled but to no avail, his strength unlike a human. He throws you down like a piece of paper at the end of the stairs and just stares at you growling. You gather yourself up enough to sit up with your back against the wall on the floor. You look around, one light hanging from the top of the ceiling , brick surrounding you, an old mattress, and the smell of rot filling the air. You cover your mouth and nose with your hand when you notice it’s bleeding but avoiding the smell was far too important. It was vial. You hear a low growl as you notice he’s just staring at you, long fangs bared and ready to attack in a moments notice. “What do you want with me?” You ask. “Who are you and why are you here? Did they send you?” He asked, his voice raspy but firm, a voice you’ve heard before…but where? “What do you fucking mean I was just walking by…” you didn’t even get the chance to finish when he lunges, grabbing you up off the floor by the throat.”WHO SENT YOU” his damanding throaty growls fill the air. “N noone ssent me” you squeaked out barely able to breathe. He stares into your eyes, looking to see if there was any glint of a lie in your words before throwing you back down. “Why do ….you keep….asking that” you choke out as you try to catch your breath. Silence. “Are you gonna kill me?” Silence. “What are you?” You can tell that hit a nerve. “I don’t even know anymore.” The demonic creature slinked back over to the staircase where it sat on the bottom step. You dare not move, for fear of being tore apart in a fit of rage, but ask “what is your name at least” a long silence then the words broke”it used to be copia” “Copia?” “I then was called papa emeritus the fourth…but now I’m just this thing” he pointed all over his body, the horns on his head, one which seemed broken, the claws where his fingernails used to be, the tattered robes and scars and bruises from battles past and the tail that flicked back and forth in anger. “I was the head of the clergy…..now I’m hunted by the very people who oh so loved me, praised me and worshipped the ground I stood on” you looked confused then realized who you were really looking at now. It’s the priest everyone was talking about who accepted the demon of the antichrist and killed all those people. You back yourself into a corner afraid and scared. “Are you going to kill me?” You ask again.
A long pause filled the room. “Yes…” you hear. There was no way to hold in the gasp that escaped your mouth as he looks you dead in the eye. His white eye turning red and the growl escaping his body once more, he stands up and moves towards you. “Please I can pretend I wasn’t here I didn’t see you I won’t tell anyone I promise” “I’m sorry but that’s just not gonna work my dear” you panic and try to run past him but to no avail, he grabs you by the throat and pins you to the wall. “But I like to play with my food first, all those years of touring left me feeling…..a type of way as you may say” demoncopia grabs your hands as you try to pull away, pinning them to the wall. You can’t move and he is inches away from your face now. “At least you will be able to feel some sort of ….pleasure before your death” he growls into your ear before dragging his teeth down your neck and onto your chest. Your shirt was thin and already started ripping from being tossed around. With his other hand he rips the shirt to shreds, completely exposing your bare chest.
You can’t help but to feel slight arousal from his actions. You let out a minuscule moan by accident. He stops and looks at you with greed. “Someone seems to be enjoying this…I thought you were SCARED” he growls into your ear “I am…” you whisper back. “Mmmm” his long tongue licks the blood on the top of your head, dried now from being thrown into a wall. “Good…you should be” and in what seemed like milliseconds your on the ground and dirt, dust creating a cloud around you. You can barely catch your breath as the monster rips the rest of your clothes off. “You won’t be needing these,” he says as he rips them off in shreds. “I plan to use you to get my satisfaction then simply……eat you” you gasp. He can see the fear in your eyes and smiles, yellow gnarly teeth shining in what little light there was. “But I plan to take my time and enjoy this as much as i can. It’s been ever so long since I’ve had the chance to satisfy my urges” and with that he’s on top of you, biting your breasts hard enough to bleed but not rip through muscle, you scream.
His throaty laugh fills the room. “Yes bitch scream…. it brings me joy to hear you suffer” he continues making his way down you leaving bite marks and a trail of saliva and blood around your chest and stomach. His hands force your legs over his shoulders and paralyzed with fear and overcome with ecstasy, you let it happen. He drags his tounge, wet with anticipation, down your inner thighs. You can’t help but to feel excited. This was way different than what you are used to. Plain old missionary that would last 5 minutes at the most. No this was different. Granted the end comes with your fate and death lurks around the corner but you think to yourself you might as well enjoy this. And just as that thought entered your mind…
“Oh fuck!” You yell out as his rough tongue glides over your clit and his claws enter you rough, thrusting in and out as he licks you as if he is dehydrated and needs your sweet nectar to survive. “Someone likes that doesn’t she” he growls as he inserts now 3 claws into you, thrusting fast and hard then slow and steady. You feel the pressure inside you growin as if you are about to explode. He notices your body movements and just as you think you’re about to cum, he stops. He moves back up to your face and neck instead and with direct eye contact licks his fingers, then puts them in your mouth “suck them” he growls. You do as your told and taste his claws, dripping wet with your cum. “Good girl” he moans out. And then after he goes right back at it, fingering you rough and hard tongue making you wetter than a slip and slide. “I think you can cum now” he says, as he takes off what was left of his clothing revealing his muscles, his scars, and his massive cock. He now is using 4 claws this time and as you realize you’re about to cum he pulls his claws out and thrusts his monster cock into you as you finish. “tu, fottuta troia.” He roars as he thrusts deep into you. He was so deep it hurt, but you didn’t care. He grabs your throat and towers you as he pumps into you like a breeding ground. He claws into your neck, tightening around it to the point you can’t breathe. Your hands wrapping around his hand trying to pry it off but to no success. You think”this is how I die” as things begin to go blurry. But just as soon as the world around you goes black he lets go, bringing you back to what was happening. “You’re not done yet mi amore” he picks you up and flips you over ,essentially doing a handstand. He grabs your hair and forces you to suck the monster cock hanging in front you . You have to hold it with two hands and with his one arm wrapped around you holding you there, he takes his other claws and fucks your pussy. You know your gonna cum again and he can tell as well because as soon as you do he does as well, filling your mouth his seed to the point of choking on it. He throws you back down Onto the ground and tells you “get into position with your backside up and your face to the floor.” You’re still wiping the leftover cum from your face “NOW” he yells, grabbing your head and putting it to the ground. Your face is in the dirt. With no warning, copia thrusts his harden cock into you once more, moaning and growling as he does.
He claws into your thighs, making them bleed. He bites into you, making your neck run red. “mi farai venire..” he moans out. His cock hitting harder and harder into your cervix. He takes his hand and wraps around you to the front and rubs on your clit, wanting you to cum at the same time. “Fuck this feels too good” you moan out. “Cum for me troia” as your body tenses around his massive shaft you hear the words “yessss” as he too finishes inside you, filling you up and spilling out of you. As he pulls out a wave of white cum pours out of you.
You try to catch your breath but in lightning speed he’s already ready to go again, him placing you roughly onto your back. You barely have time to think when he grabs your hair and , standing over you, thrusts his cock into your mouth. He begins to face fuck you rough, tears welling your eyes. He stares down at you as his cock goes deep into your throat with a smile. His eyes red with pleasure and fury. His horns glinting from the light above. Why is this so hot you ask yourself. “maledetto inferno!” Another spray of white cum fills your mouth and throat. So much so it’s everywhere on you now.
He tosses you down like the ragdoll sex object he’s made you to be. Walking around you admiring his work. “You know it’s a shame I have to kill you” he says , putting a claw under your chin to look up at him. “You’ve been fun to use” he grabs your face. “If only I could keep using you till my time is up. But unfortunately I am eternal. And you my dear, are not.” He picks you up and puts you on the wall, lifting your leg up over your head and puts it on his shoulder. His cock slipping into you at the speed of light. You cry out in pain and pleasure as he bites into your breasts once more, this time drinking the blood from it. This makes you cum again, from pain and pleasure “tu puttana” as he pulls his cock out. He lays you down on your back and begins fucking you missionary style, his weight pinning you down, your arms above your head and legs spread as far as humanly possible, to the point you fear they may break. “Unfortunately……I believe your time is soon up” he whispered, thrusting harder and harder. “No…please” you beg for your life but to no avail. He rubs your clit, making you cum on his rock hard cock once more and your body shaking from stimulation overload “Signore Oscuro, io finirò” as he fills you up once more and as he’s cuming he latches into your throat with his teeth, giving you the final blow. He begins to drink from you as he fills you. His ultimate pleasure. Your body twitches and shakes. Death has come. The lights fading from your eyes. He bleeds you dry. He licks up what blood remained and tosses you over to the pile of rotting bodies hidden in the shadows and waits again in the darkness for his next victim.
⚜️Fin⚜️