Page 14 of Possess Us

Willow

M y ass is sore.

But in a good way. A very satisfied and oddly proud way.

I ache in places I never thought could ache. And yet, I feel a strange and unsettling sense of satisfaction. Of rest and freedom.

My body has been racked with pleasure well beyond its limits and been decimated by pain that should have killed me.

After the initial and violent start, I actually enjoyed it. Enjoyed the way I felt. How full I was. How wrong and forbidden it should have been. It was exciting to be placed in the hands of a demon and to be the sole object of his dark needs and desires.

And in front of an audience like that. One full of people I hate, knowing their bodies were enduring everything I was enduring.

They applauded my pain. And so he gave it to them.

I writhed in pleasure, and they screamed in agony.

It was that knowledge which made me cum so fucking hard I thought my back was going to break.

I shift in the back seat of the car, my clit still humming from the intense orgasm Pain subjected me to over and over again.

It hurt. The sensations were too much and scrambled my brain.

And I really hope he does it all to me again.

The pain. The pleasure. The way my body broke under his control. The warmth of my blood.

And then so much bliss as a reward.

I loved it. And that is why I know I belong to them. To demons.

To Hell.

Classical music softly plays, and the deep engine of the car rumbles, vibrating my bones.

Lust and Pain sit up front. My two princes of Hell.

Pain is driving. The window is open as he takes a long pull on a cigarette. His long, messy hair blows in the wind as we drive, and the smoke curls out from his lips before disappearing from the window. Blood coats his hands, all the way up to his forearms. It stains almost all of his clothes.

My blood.

Lust sits with his head back, his left hand out the window, feeling the rush of air pass through his outstretched fingers. They’re both silent, looking at the world beyond in darkness.

I don’t know how, but they seem different. Larger somehow. And their entire presence feels different, too. I find myself mesmerised by them. Those whose existence is something to admire. To marvel at. I feel their otherworldliness. Their darkness. And something else. An imperviousness.

I realise that I am not afraid for the first time in my life. These monsters are the worst thing that will happen to me, and I am more than okay with that. Pain decimated the crowd in my name. And fucked me silly as he did.

The memory of which makes me giggle out loud.

Lust turns back to look at me, his brow raising as he smiles.

‘You ok back there, Little Soul?’

I’m a conduit who has suffered at the hands of monsters my entire life. But it is with two demons I finally feel safe. Right now, for this most unholy of nights, I have two demons scorching the earth in my name. And fucking me senseless as they do. And soon, it will be three.

My giggle turns into a full-on fit of laughter as I fall on my side and lie on my back, full on laughing my very sore little ass off.

‘I think she has lost what little sanity she had left,’ Pain mutters, peering back at me through the rear-view mirror. ‘I hope she hasn’t broken completely. Our brother will be most disappointed if we offer him only half a conduit.’

‘Furious, more like. If she’s already done, he won’t muster the strength he needs to possess his vessel fully.’ Lust turns in his seat to face me completely. ‘Are you insane already, Little Soul? Have we broken you too soon?’

My laughs ease, but my smile remains as I gently shake my head.

‘No,’ I reply, letting out a long breath. ‘Just a little realisation that made me chuckle.’

He cocks his head. ‘And what realisation is that? I would love to know.’

‘Does it matter?’ Pain grumbles, slamming the car into another gear and taking a corner so fast the tyres screech.

Another giggle comes out as I slide down the seat.

Lust laughs gently, watching me go from one end to the other.

‘She’s not afraid at all,’ he tells Pain. ‘I can’t smell an ounce of it on her.’

‘Well. I doubt that will be the case for much longer.’

Lust laughs again when I slide back up the length of the seat when the car takes another sharp corner.

I stop by the window, my head hitting the door.

Looking up at the night sky, I take a moment to admire the stars surrounding a full moon.

I think of the sheer expanse of it all. The endless sky.

The infinite galaxies. Is that where Hell is?

Out there, lost in the stars? Or is it deep in the earth, sealed away beneath the dirt?

‘What is it like?’ I ask.

‘What’s what like, Little Soul?’

I look at Lust.

‘Hell,’ I reply. ‘What is Hell like?’

‘It depends,’ he says with a lazy shrug. ‘It’s different for everybody, I suppose.’

‘Depends on what? How good you were in your mortal life?’ I sit up, my head dizzy and mouth dry. ‘The kinder you were in life, the better it will be? Is that how it works?’

‘That. And a million other things.’

‘What will it be like for me?’

His grin deepens, and a darkness in his eyes shimmers with a twisted excitement.

‘You shall see, Little Soul. One day.’

His words only serve to make my throat tighten.

‘See?’ Lust sighs before looking at his demonic brother. ‘There’s still plenty of fear in there. She’s more than ready to meet our brother.’ He looks back. ‘Aren’t you?’

I nod, gripping the hem of my dress as I try to get my rising fear under control.

He drives on, lighting another cigarette, and both remain silent.

It’s twenty minutes later until we get to our next destination.

Pain pulls up in a large gravel car park filled with cars.

The engine stops.

Without a word, they both get out. Pain opens the door for me, and as if he were some kind of gentleman, he offers me his hand.

I take it.

Ahead is a huge carnival. The air is full of joyful screams and laughter, and the air is thick with the smell of fried sugar, popcorn and petrol from the generators.

A giant Ferris wheel moves in the sky, covered in twinkling burnt orange lights. Roller coasters throw screaming passengers around, and people slam into each other in bumper cars.

So many rides. So many games to play.

And the food… I can smell it from here, and my mouth waters in response.

The door shuts, and Pain steps forward, trapping me between him and the car. He looks down at me with a menacing glare, every muscle in his body utterly rigid as he takes in deep breaths.

I look up at him, unsure what to say or do next.

‘If you try to run-’

‘I won’t,’ I insist.

‘If you do, know this. The things we will do-’

I rest my hands gently on his chest. The coldness of his skin seeps through his shirt. But I step closer to him, keeping my gaze on his deep purple eyes.

‘I swear to you. I will not run. Not ever.’

‘You will free our brother.’ He says it as a command. Not a question. I know I have no choice. But I choose them, nonetheless.

‘Or die trying,’ I assure him. I rise on my tiptoes. Even then, I’m not remotely level to his height. ‘I will not run. Not unless you promise to chase and catch me,’ I grin.

Oh. Being chased by them in the dark. And to be caught!

Yes, please and thank you.

His hands grip my hips, and he shoves me hard against the car. I gasp against the sudden surge of pain as he knocks the wind from my lungs.

Pain slowly leans in and kisses me. Slow. Deep. Intense. He watches me as he does, a threat in his eyes which sends a message straight to my pussy, making it warm and tingly. His tongue rolls over mine, and his hands cup my ass firmly.

‘I want to fuck you against this car right now,’ he growls.

Behind him, visitors head to the entrance, casting curious glances our way as my skeleton man pins me against the car.

‘Do it,’ I grin.

‘I hate to be the party pooper,’ Lust says.

‘But time is a bit of a factor. Let’s get our brother out of the Conduit and kill Xion before sunrise, or Lucifer will have all four of our heads on a spike in the deepest circle of Hell for all eternity.

’ He looks at me, and I see a glimmer of fear in his eyes as he speaks.

‘When we’re done, we can fuck her whenever and wherever we want.

First, we must ensure we fulfil our bargains to one another. ’

Pain releases another deep and guttural groan, before stepping away to tuck his erection into a more comfortable position.

‘What kind of a lust demon stops a girl from being railed on Halloween?’ I huff, following as they begin to walk to the entrance.

‘The kind that would rather an eternity of fucking every hole you have instead of pissing off the devil himself and suffering his wrath for the rest of time.’ He raises his brow. ‘I’m horny. Not idiotic. There is a difference.’ He shrugs his shoulders and walks on. ‘Most of the time.’

Fair point. Pain and I follow.

A giant demonic face with glowing eyes and sharp teeth forms the entrance to the Halloween carnival. Its wide-open mouth acts as the tunnel. I see silhouettes of rollercoasters and carnival rides through the dim light and smoke. All the visitors are just shadows moving in the fake smoke.

It looks like the entrance to a dark and twisted playground for all things spooky.

And I bring two very real demons to play. Plus, the one still inside me, of course.

As we walk through it, the giant face laughs maniacally at all the souls willingly walking into his dominion.

‘This is just offensive,’ Pain mutters, looking up at the speakers. ‘We don’t laugh like that.’

‘Do you have horns?’ I ask. ‘I mean, when you’re not possessing people?’

‘Oh,’ Lust grins. ‘We have horns. Horns for days.’ He wags his eyebrows suggestively.

‘What does that even mean?’ Pain grumbles.

‘That I have horns,’ Lust says. ‘And that I will fuck her with them.’

Pain rolls his eyes as Lust chuckles to himself.

The smoke clears, and the whole carnival comes into view.

It’s amazing!