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These stories are just that, stories, and do not promote or condone the activities described herein, especially when it comes to unsafe sexual practices or sex between adults and minors. ** Disclaimer ** ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* Possession ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* "Hello" the voice in her head said again. "You're not real." She said Again. The voice in her head laughed - a throaty masculine laugh. "You keep saying that" She clamped her hands over head and kept saying it over and over again, rocking gently on the bed until her hands unclenched from her head and went limp at her sides. Until she stood up and went over to the wardrobe to disrobe. Until she watched through her eyes as her body retrieved the clothes it had stashed two days before - miniskirt, lacy bra, revealing tank top, stockings - she had never owned any of these in her life before her body bought them without her will. Quietly she slipped them on and slipped out the window. With more dexterity than she had ever had in sneakers she climbed down from the second story in heels. "I'm not real" His voice said in her ear. "I'm not real." ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* "You were great last night" the man rolled over just gazing at her in some mixture of awe and lust. "You have time for some more this morning?" She came fully awake now. Strange man's bed. Body sore oh-my-god-was-that? She could feel semen dripping down her inner thighs. "I have to go!" She squeaked, jumping out of bed - then tugging out a sheet to hold around her as she searched for clothes. "Can I at least get a number?" he asked giving a hopeful grin. Then seeing her eyes go wide he raised his hands in acceptance. "I get it, I get it - you're living the life - no strings attached. Can't blame me for trying though - you're a demon in bed. . ." She had found her miniskirt - and bra, and top, no panties - had she been wearing panties? Her stockings and heels she bundled into a small ball not trusting herself to be able to walk in heels that high. She made a lunge for the door. "Here -" he handed her a piece of paper which she took instinctively. "-In case you ever change your mind Larine." She ripped the paper into pieces before depositing in the dumpster on her way home. She paused three times to scrub semen leaking down her legs with the bundled stockings. ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* "Where the hell were you?!" Edric - her husband, demanded when she arrived home. This was bad. He should have been at work. "Alice called me over, said it was an emergency. I'm so sorry, my phone died on the way, I would have called. They thought they were going to be sued, but turns out everything is going to be okay. I had to spend the night. I'm sorry." The demon in her head lied effortlessly with her tongue. "What's with the clothes?" he asked a little more calmly. "Oh!" It laughed with her throat and it sounded genuine. "I bought them because I thought you might like them, and I was trying them on when I got the call from Alice . . ." She managed to get up the stairs without him noticing more sperm leaking. Could one man really have . . . ? That much? "I know how to make a man cum" the voice confided, "you're just a dumb ugly slut, but at least your body is good for that." "I'm - I'm not that!" She whispered fiercely. "Slut" - he said again ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* She came back to herself above Ryan as he spent himself in her. She was at work in one of the little side rooms the patent clerks used for paper copies. He gave her an odd look when she bolted upright and went for the door. She managed to get back to her desk without anyone noticing. Then again under her bosses desk giving him a blowjob. She remembered the sultry words the voice inside had said with her lips, she remembered what her tongue had been doing - but she couldn't, not now. She gagged on him, coming up for air. "I can't." She managed to get out. "My husband." "I understand. . .?" he said uncertainly, watching her with hungry eyes as she left the room. Then again on the way home, two homeless men had her between them - both shoved in the one hole. She began struggling and they took it as pleasure and thrust harder, but when she began moaning "no - no - no" over and over again they immediately let her off. "Are you okay?" One of them asked. "No." she said, and hurried towards home. "Why are you doing this to me?" She thought angrily at the thing. Talking to it felt like giving it reality, but she was beyond that now. "You rebel - I had to show you what I could do to you if you if you fought back", it told her calmly. "You cling to the idea that you are strong - when I would not be here if you were strong." "I am strong!" Then she was clawing at a passing business man in the middle of the busy street. "Please! I need your cock! Any cock! Take me! Please!" "Are you alright?" "I'm just a fuckslut, use me, cum in me, I need cock, any cock!" "I'm not interested" He began backing away, holding up his hands defensively. Then, "get away from me slut!" As she tried to fumble open his pants. "I'm just a pussy to be fucked!" she yelled after him as he ran. "You see? You're weak." He continued as she kneeled in the mud, crowd giving her a wide berth as they walked by. "You've been borrowing for a long time now, but you didn't realize that all borrowing comes with a price." "Fuck me! Anybody! I need a cock!" her lips moved against her will - she could almost feel a demon's cruel smile against her neck, clawed finger caressing under her chin. "You're in debt stupid girly - and I've come to claim it." ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* She stumbled into the house not entirely sure how she'd gotten there. "Is everything fine?" Edric asked "Oh, yeah - long day at work, and I had quite a slip on the way home," She lied, pointing at her dress. These were her lies. She could not let her husband know how freaked out she really was. "Let me know if you need anything." he said, and his eyes watched her as she went up the stairs. "Heading out for groceries", she announced an hour later as she came down showered and refreshed. In the driveway she pulled out her cellphone and dialed an unfamiliar number. "Hello? - hi, Larine, yeah I was wondering if I could come over . . . I thought I saw some bondage gear by your bed and I've always wanted to try . . . " She stumbled in the next morning. "Car broke down." She told Edric as he looked up at her with worried eyes. "Phone broke too. Everything broke. Don't bug me - it's been a long night." She went upstairs to wash out the cum - not nearly as much as that first night - there must have been multiple men. "You're a slut." The demon explained as she looked at herself in the mirror. "You know you're not beautiful. You know you're not worth anything. So you've realized your only value is as a slut." She nodded dull ascent. This had to be her. She was just making up the voice to avoid the shame. "Now lets go back to work and give your pussy to all the coworkers again." "I love you" Edric said as she went out the door. "I love you too." She said - and added to herself - but I don't deserve your love. The demon seemed to approve. "Maybe you're not as stupid as I thought you were. At least you know that." ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* She could barely walk on the way home - she had gotten so many poundings from so many men - and a few women. She had never thought about one that way in her life - but their fingers had known just what to do . . . Most of her coworkers didn't know that it wasn't just them she was seducing - but a few did and the number sharing knowing looks was growing. A few were beginning to look at her with disgust, and one young woman murmured "Whore" as she passed. The demon seemed to have an eye for who wanted her body, and a way of approaching them without frightening them off. Five times on the way home she found herself in an alley, once over her car, legs spread, skirt around her waist, a man grunting behind her. The demon carefully avoided any lasting marks, and tidied her up before letting her go inside. That night she awoke and listened for the demon's presence in her mind. Silence. "Edric! - wake up!" He rolled over groggily "I'm possessed -" "Idiot girl!" "possessed with sudden need to have sex with you right now." the demon finished with her lips. "Honey, it's three in the morning. We both have work tomorrow. You never want to have sex any day but Saturday." "I need it." He took her gently - spooned her, slipped into her wetness easily, and held her familiarly in his arms. For a moment it felt like everything was normal, and as the velvety darkness closed in around them, for a moment she felt beautiful. ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* Days passed - lies piled on lies until in the space of a week her phone had been constantly dead, her relatives in dire need, her work required more overtime than ever before and she had spent three nights of the seven at home. Her whole body ached. Edric would confront her, angry, concerned. The demon would buy him off with sex. The lies grew more common - she would lie to him about little things, adding to the web that the voice seemed to keep perfect track of - advising her where and when. The voice grew more and more constant, continually critiquing, until his praise was prized above all else. "I'm just a fucktoy." She repeated to herself. "What kind of fucktoy?" "An ugly useless fucktoy." "Good girl." He punished her when she rebelled. "There's a demon inside me" She texted Edric "Haha - I mean a demon who wants you sooo bad." The demon added. Then she made the pilgrimage out to a place where they trained dogs to have sex with women. They filmed it and put it on the internet. She had never felt so ashamed. "I'm lying to you." She told him over dinner "Whenever I say I'm not interested in sex. I'm always interested in sex with you." The demon took her out into the darker parts of town in revealing clothes until she got raped and beaten, she lied and said she'd been robbed when she got home. "Something is wrong with you." Edric would say. "You're not acting like yourself." "Must be midlife crisis" she would joke. "Nothing is wrong." she would lie. "Everything is wrong" - the demon would smirk. "You're insane cheating on your husband, an ugly stupid slut. You're not worth being a whore. No one would pay." She would sit uncomfortably until she came up with some excuse to go out. Then she would be in someone's bed, moaning under them, clawing at their backs and whispering a name over and over again. The demon remembered every single man's name. ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* Weeks passed and the demon grew more callous. He would invite men into her house. She would call in sick while Edric was at work, then call in any of an endless array of men the demon was collecting. Sometimes she would call in four or five at once, they would stand around her, hands pumping frantically as one would unload inside and switch places, again and again they would rotate, getting hard again as they watched. She had endless vitality in these moments. Moaning endlessly, orgasming each time another man came. "What's that smell?" Edric asked as he came in. "I - I mastrubated." "What? - You don't mastrubate." "I did today." He took her that night, in long hard strokes, and if she was sore she managed to hide it. It was only three men when it happened. "What the hell?!" Edric stood in the doorway silhouetted against the hallway light. "Who are you?" The man in her mouth asked. "I'm her husband" his voice sounded like ice. "Shit! - she didn't say she had a husband!" Then she was alone with him. The voice was silent. "I'm sorry," she managed to choke out. "This isn't like you." "It's - it's not, there's this . . ." She waited for him to take her tongue but he didn't. ". . . Demon. It - possesses me. I do things I don't want to. I'm not okay. I need help." She collapsed into his arms and began to cry, deep heaving sobs that took her whole body, and then when she was dry she began to tell him everything. ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* Edric was Catholic, and if it had been a lie he might have bought it. Truth or lie he took the idea and clung to it, believing every word. That night they called in to the church and arranged for an exorcism. Both cancelled work in the intervening time. Edric stayed with her every moment, watching her with firm eyes. The demon stayed silent. She didn't really believe in exorcisms. She didn't really believe in demons either. Maybe the imaginary would drive out the imaginary, and at this point she was willing to try anything. "When time began, the Word was there, and the Word was face to face with God, and the Word was God. This Word . . ." The priest's voice was deep and sonorous as he invoked the powers of his faith behind him. The demon had been silent since the incident but she didn't think he was gone. "Therefore, I adjure you every unclean spirit, every spectre from hell, every satanic power, in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, who was led into the desert after His baptism by John . . ." They didn't have her tied down. They had asked if it was necessary, and they had decided that it wasn't a violent demon, just a lecherous one. She knelt on the hard wooden floor and her knees were beginning to hurt. "Depart, then, impious one, depart, accursed one, depart with all your deceits, for God has willed that man should be His temple. Why do you still linger here? Give honor to God the Father almighty . . ." She could feel the power in the words as they cascaded over her, thundered against her. If any words could drive a demon out it was these words, but the demon was already silent and she had no way of knowing when it was gone. Shouldn't she be writhing on the floor and blessing the name of God or something? ". . . It is He who expels you, He who has prepared everlasting hellfire for you and your angels, from whose mouth shall come a sharp sword, who is coming to judge both the living and the dead and the world by fire. "Amen." They asked her if it was gone and she honestly told them the voice in her head had been silent. They took this as success and let her go. Edric took her out to lunch and they talked and ate, and she thought maybe everything would be okay. The next day though Edric went to work before her. She was alone in the house for the first time since she'd been caught. She went to the bathroom and stood there for a long time facing the mirror. Everyone told her she was beautiful but she didn't feel beautiful looking at herself there. "I'm just a fucktoy." She murmured to herself. "What kind of fucktoy?" - It was the first time the demon had spoken, but the words weren't a surprise. "An ugly useless fucktoy." "Good girl." ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* The demon stopped on the way home to shower in the boathaven. "I'll fuck you for some quarters," she told a sailor there - she needed them for the automatic showers. "Hon, I'll just give you quarters. How many do you need?" "Five - I'll fuck you anyway." - She carefully dried her hair so that no traces of any sex remained. Back home she casually lied to Edric. "Still good?" he asked. "Still good." she smiled up at him. "it's hopeless." The demon told her. "Nothing you tell him could ever make me go away. You'd just have to sit through that boring sermon again." "Still good." ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* It took five days for the demon to mess up. Edric was still watching her closely, and when she winced when she sat down - the gangbang had been more than twelve men - he noticed. When she lied he noticed the moment of hesitation. "You're lying." He had never said that before. He trusted everything. "I'm lying." She said. "Tell me the truth." He commanded. She did, again. He didn't take it well. That the exorcism was a boring sermon, that she had hid it for days. They decided to try another - a protestant one. The day after he confronted her in the evening. "Gone?" "Yes." she told him. "Tell me the truth." He said "I fucked five men today. - and a woman." He hid his head in his hands. They tried another - a different denomination. "I went back later and had sex with the priest." She confessed a week later. They decided to try other religions. The buddhist monks chanted over her, pleading rather than demanding. "He took me to a school and I let boys do anything they liked. I think all of them were virgins." After the Rabbi tried - shofar still ringing in her ears, she pretended to go to the bathroom, stole the car, and had a gangbang in the house when Edric returned. "They prayed for my soul" - the demon told her indignantly. The Hindus chanted their mantras and read passages from the Bhagavad Gita. The police brought her home two days later. "She handcuffed herself to a lamp-post naked in the middle of town - with `Free fucks' written on her butt" The officer explained. The Mullah reasoned with the demon, and attempted to lure it out. "I let everyone in the bar know I'd be in the back with legs spread - and they came in one after another and took me." She told Edric when she got home. The shaman chanted to her in the dark hut - then extracted a strange bloody ball from her mouth and pronounced her well. "I got in contact with some hardcore bondge people. They tied me up and beat me as I pleaded with them to do it." The psychologist talked through with her about her past traumas listening in fascination to what the demon had done. Then he prescribed her medication that the demon flushed down the toilet. "I am beginning to run out of interesting ways to punish you," the demon said. At home as she cooked dinner he heated up a fork and pressed it into her thigh, then again and again until she had spelled out "slut" branded into her flesh. "Mmm - smells like pork." Edric said as he entered, then "Oh god." As he saw her huddled on the floor biting back the pain. ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* After the emergency room visit, her leg bandaged and numbed, she lay in bed with Edric, crying softly against his chest. "You're so ugly when you cry." The demon noted. "I'm sorry, I don't deserve to cry." She told Edric. "You're allowed to cry." He told her. "You're beautiful when you cry." "The demon says I'm ugly." She whispered. "Well you don't belong to the demon." Edric growled, "You belong to me. And I say you're beautiful. She felt a small shiver through her spine. as if something had been holding it and let go. "Say that again." she whimpered. "You are mine. Beautiful and mine." "I belong to you." she said - and for the first time in months her body relaxed against his. "Not the demon. You." He held her tightly in his arms and whispered it over and over until she fell asleep. ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* A year later ◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘*◘* "What would my master like me to wear today?" She asked as he woke up. "Nothing just now." He said as he kissed her, smiling as always as he surveyed her face and body and rolled over on top of her. Then he was in her, lips caressing hers, and hands roaming as if she was his to do with as he wished. She came twice to his once, the second time closely mirroring his ragged thrusts. Their lips would clash and part and come together again, as their sweaty bodies slid against each other in an ever increasing tempo. "Master! Edric, Master!" She moaned into his ear as his cock bobbed its release. They cuddled for a while before taking a shower together. He picked out the clothes he wanted her to wear while she did makeup, and then she cooked him breakfast while he checked emails. Today she was catching up with an old friend from college. They sat in a coffee shop and chatted for a while before she brought up the question. "I heard you were possessed a while back - what happened?" "I became a possession to defeat my possession." She told her friend with a smile. "Has a good ring to it doesn't it?"