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Subject: {ASSM} Absolute Power - Chapter 01: Not of this World (Mf MfF intro mc magic rape)
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Absolute Power - Chapter 01: Not of this World
(Mf MfF intro mc magic rape)

by Backstory
thebackstory@blockthespambots.yahoo.com

IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER!
________________________________
This story is intended for individuals above the age of 21 or
above whatever age the local jurisdiction of the reader would
dictate.  None of the characters of situations are in the least
bit real, or even based on any real people or events.

This story is not set in our world.  The characters in this story
live in a special world called fantasyland.  In this world there
are no STDs, which is why none of the characters even think of
wearing condoms.  In our world, this can get you sick or dead. 
You should never base your own life decisions on something done
by a person who lives in fantasyland.  The characters in
fantasyland often engage in questionable or downright immoral
behavior with little or no legal consequence.  This is, again,
not the case in our world.  If you rape someone or have sex with
a 15-year-old, you will probably go to prison and be raped
yourself, so don't do it.  In fact, there isn't much that the
people of Fantasyland do that I would do, which is why I write
about them.  Fantasyland, as previously noted, has no real
consequences and is a safe place for my fantasies.

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I'm sure I'd hate them in real life.

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Absolute Power - Chapter 01: Not of this World (Mf MfF intro mc
magic rape)

  Belaal squeezed himself through the tear he had created and
into the world of men and of women.  He caught the scent of the
latter in his nose immediately and his great demon's cock
swelled.  He crouched on the concrete of a dark alley, gathering
his strength.  He was not of this world - like a man, but with
hard, scaley, black skin, and large leathery wings.  Any who
passed by would not regard this creature of scale and earth.

  He rose, sniffing the air, and found the scent of a young girl,
freshly ripened.  He judged that she had bled her first blood of
womanhood little more than a week ago.  His cock swelled to a
full ten inches of massive girth and he lifted himself to flight,
following the scent of this girl.  He found her, in a third floor
room of a building not far away.  He flew toward the wall and
allowed himself to pass through it, into the girl's bedroom.

  She was asleep, tucked tightly in her bed.  Balaal walked up to
her and slowly peeled her purple blanket down.  She was wearing a
nightgown which was really just a long shirt with some cartoon
girl on it.  As he ran his black hands along her body, she
stirred, and he reached out with his mind to ease her back into
deep sleep.  She was thin, with light hair and skin.  Balaal
lifted up her shirt, exposing first her silky pink underwear,
then her bare breasts.  They were full, probably recently become
so, and he traced a finger along one of her nipples, then down
her side, watching the goosebumps rise along where he touched
her.

  It had been more than three hundred years since he had last
gained enough power to cross over to this side of existence.  Of
all demons, he had a singular appetite for the rape and
sodomization of women and girls, but could only truly indulge in
this pleasure when he was able to force his way onto the earthly
plane.  From his normal existence in the spirit plane, the best
he could do was to enter the dreams of lustful women and ravage
them there.  A poor alternative, to be sure.  He was here now,
however, as much in the flesh as was possible for his kind, and
this girl would be the first to satisfy his desire.

  He removed her panties slowly, with one clawed finger, and
climbed onto her, letting go of his control so that she was
allowed to wake.  She saw him on top of her and her eyes filled
with fear.  She tried to scream, but he held her voice away from
her so that she could only open her mouth wide in despair.  He
raped her then, taking her virginity with one cruel thrust of his
ten inch demon's cock.  The girl was weak in both mind and body,
as young women so often were, and though she fought against him,
she could not stop him or even cry out as he fucked her on her
bed.  His massive shaft violated her cunt, and he grabbed her
face with his scaley hand forcing her to look at him.  Tears
streamed from her eyes as Balaal allowed himself to approach
orgasm.  Raping lust-filled women in their dreams was truly no
substitute for this!

  He came inside of her as ten men would, filling her with his
demon seed until her cunt overflowed, spilling his jism onto the
bed.  When he had finished cumming, his cock remained as hard as
steel and he continued to rape her, enjoying the feeling of her
tight young cunt, but also keeping his mind on larger concerns. 
He needed to return to the spot where his gate had been torn the
moment he felt his energy wane.  If he were to be caught away
from it when the flow of power stopped, he would lose his
connection to the spirit plane, and he would crumble to dust.  He
judged that he had plenty of time before that would happen,
however, and he planned to rape this girl's asshole before he
moved on to another woman, and then possibly a third before he
returned.  He knelt over his current prize, then got up into a
squat, pulling his cock from her cunt.  She started to retreat
from him, but he asserted his will over her.  He whispered for
her to turn over, a hissing sound that was impossible for her to
resist.  She turned over and he lowered himself onto her, forcing
his cock between her asscheeks and up against her tight asshole.

  His demon-cock lubricated her anus as he forced himself into
her and her entire body became rigid.  Her ass strained against
the intrusion, but she could not cry out, as he was still
withholding her voice from her.  If he were truly occupying this
plane, he would most certainly be tearing her asshole right now,
but even crossed-over as he was, he could not cause her lasting
physical harm.  When her ordeal was over, there would be no
evidence, and she would remember it only as a dream, though she
would likely develop an obsession for large cock and a desire for
anal sex.  He reached into her mind and found her name, Brittany,
vowing that he would visit her in her dreams for many years to
come.

  Balaal allowed himself to approach orgasm, then snarled and
clawed at his young bitch as he came a second time, filling her
ass with his seed as he had her cunt.  He was about to send her
back into a deep slumber and move on, but at that moment the her
bedroom door opened.  A middle aged man walked in, followed by a
middle aged woman.

  "What are you doing to her?" the man shouted.  Belaal hissed
and pointed at the man, who stiffened.

  "I apologize."  Balaal bared his pointed teeth in a grim smile.
 "Please... take my place."

  He pulled at the man's mind, learning that Brittany was his
step-daughter.  He dug deeper, finding a place in the man's mind
where he secretly lusted after her, and made it blaze into life.
Balaal crawled backwards, down the bed, his cock slipping from
the young girl's asshole.  He stepped off the end of the bed,
bowing his head deferentially to the Brittany's step-father.  He
reached out to the girl with his mind and had her roll onto her
back.  The man looked over at his step-daughter's breasts and
pussy, and his eyes filled with desire.  The older woman hung
back nervously as he strode toward the bed, until he reached it
and began to remove his pants, exposing his rigid cock.

  "Henry!  What are you doing?  That's my daughter!"  She ran and
grabbed his arm, but he shook her off and pushed her to the
ground.

  "Get off me, bitch."  The man called Henry climbed up onto the
girl, mounting her, and began to fuck her with wild abandon. 
Balaal watched over, keeping the girl still, and forced Henry's
wife to go to them, her mouth open wide.  After only a few
seconds of fucking, Henry pulled his dick from his
step-daughter's cunt and pushed it into his wife's mouth then
spasmed with an intense orgasm.

  Balaal controlled it all, but suddenly felt the first waning of
energy from his gate.  He was using far to much of his power.  He
would have very little time left now.  He wanted to leave, but he
had to erase the memory of what had just happened from the minds
of the three humans.  If it were up to him, he'd leaved them here
as they were and let them sort out the details, but there were
others of his kind who highly valued their secrecy.  If he did
not take care of the situation, these other demons would work
against his ever returning to this plane.

  He cursed a foul curse at such a waste of his already limited
power and reached into the minds of the people before him.  After
a few minutes of concentration, he was able to force their
memories of what had just occurred deep into their unconscious
minds.  When he had finished, the couple tucked their sleeping
girl into bed, then smiled to each other and left the room.  They
would all replay this night constantly in their dreams for years,
but would never consciously remember it.  He turned and passed
through the wall, taking flight and reaching out to find his
second and perhaps last female for three hundred years or more.

  He had only flown a few feet when his strength gave out and he
fell in a barely controlled crash to the ground.  He felt dizzy
and disoriented, realizing that he must have severely
overestimated the energy flowing through his gate.  Now, when he
reached out, all he felt was a weak, flickering flow of power. 
All thoughts of lust and rape left his mind and he focused only
on survival.  He sprang to his feet and ran toward the alley
where he had crossed over.  His power waning, but knew he could
reach the tear before the unthinkable happened.  He had to.  He
would not allow himself to be destroyed in such a pointless way.

  His joints were becoming stiff, like stone, as he ran.  It
would be a close thing, but he could feel the source of his
energy getting closer.  Up ahead, he saw the entrence to the
alley he had crossed into and knew that he would make it.  He was
nearly to the alley when there was a flash of light and a
screeching of tires as a car careened out of a side street. 
Balaal tried to react, but he was weak and stiff.  The car
slammed into him then crashed into a brick building, pinning him.

  Balaal felt his gate closing and fought to hold it open.  He
reached into the mind of the car's driver and forced him to climb
out the shattered windshield to the demon.  Balaal grabbed him by
the throat and reached desperately into his mind, taking hold of
his lifeforce.  He pulled, hoping to use this energy to feed the
tear that was rapidly closing.  With great difficulty, he was
able to create a tenuous conduit of energy between the man and
his gate.

  It took him several precious seconds to free himself from the
wreck of the car before he could begin to stagger into the alley,
dragging the human beside him.   His mind was focused only on
feeding the tear between the two planes with the man's lifeforce,
which was rapidly being depleted.  He was nearly there, but
didn't know if he could sustain the gate long enough.  As close
to despair as he had ever been, he allowed some of his own
essence to pass through the human and into the gate, staving off
the imminent collapse.

  He approached the spot, reaching his hand out as he felt it
slipping away.  In the end, it was just too much for him to hold
together.  There was a great sucking sound as the gate collapsed
and Balaal fell heavily to the ground.
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(C)Copyright 2005 by Backstory
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