Message-ID: <14611eli$9808222051@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/14611.txt> From: pjurado@aol.com (PJurado) Subject: (PJ) Witchblade: Demon Gate (f,masturb.) (4/?) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <1998082103525800.XAA13362@ladder01.news.aol.com> Witchblade: Demon Gate by PJ Chapter 4 Tabitha dropped her small backpack on top of her bed before flopping down next to it. She slid her hands under her head, staring idly at the ceiling of her bedroom. "Rose and Saul sure were weird today at school," observed the girl. *Your friends had the stench of demons upon them,* replied the Witchblade, currently in the shape of a collar around Tabitha's graceful neck. "Since you mention demons, just why are they chasing after you?" *They want my powers.* "They already have all kinds of powers, why do they want yours?" *They are alone on Earth. If they capture me, they will use me to open a gateway to their dimension, then an army of demons will cross into your world to conquer and destroy it.* "Am I the only girl you've bonded with?" *No, there have been many others throughout the ages.* "What happened to the last one?" *She was captured by the demons. They still hold her prisoner.* "Shouldn't we help her?" *We will, once all the demons are dead.* "Or they kill me," replied Tabitha, scratching her crotch idly. The Witchblade shifted like water over Tabitha's body, wrapping around her right hand and forming its familiar gauntlet shape. The Witchblade purred in Tabitha's mind as she rubbed it across the front of her panties. "You get off on this, don't you?" inquired Tabitha, slowly caressing her warm pussy with the throbbing gauntlet. *Sexual contact with females invigorates me,* murmured the Witchblade. "Since you saved my life, I guess I can give you a taste," offered Tabitha, sliding the Witchblade beneath her cotton panties. She gasped when the cold surface of the Witchblade slid across her tender cunt. Tabitha leaned back against the headboard of her bed, moving her gloved hand up and down her moistening slit. The Witchblade purred loudly in Tabitha's mind, they both felt surges of sensual bliss when the girl pressed one finger into her soft labia petals. Tabitha bit her lip, her skin becoming hot as she fingered her pussy harder, sliding a finger deeper into her clenching vagina. She clumsily unbuttoned her white blouse, positioning her hand under the bra cup of her left breast to fondle her tit. Tabitha moaned again, squeezing her breast as she pumped her finger in and out of her wet cunt. *So good,* groaned the Witchblade. "Yes," hissed Tabitha, closing her eyes in ecstasy, rolling her finger within her melting cunt hole. Tabitha's probes became faster, her wrist flexing agilely while her digit slopped wetly inside her pussy. The young girl panted heavily, uncovering her right breast before pinching her nipple between two fingers. "Oh, yes!" moaned Tabitha, thrusting her crotch forward, spreading her legs wide apart to give more space to her shoving hand. *From behind,* ordered the Witchblade. Tabitha removed the Witchblade from her throbbing cunt long enough to discard her open blouse and bra, lower her panties to her ankles, and turn over onto her hands and knees. She pushed up her skirt until it rested on her lower back, then she opened her thighs enough to slide the Witchblade back into her hungry pussy. Tabitha grasped the edge of the headboard with her left hand, moaning constantly as she thrust her gloved hand repeatedly into her glistening slit. Tabitha's bare breasts pumped with each gasp, punctuating each probe into her narrow vagina. Tabitha finger fucked herself until she climaxed, moaning deeply while warm honey trickled down her bare thighs. Tabitha shifted onto her back, breathing sharply from exertion. She raised the Witchblade to her face, watching as it absorbed her cum. The three gems embedded in the Witchblade burned brightly, illuminating Tabitha's attractive face. *Someone is coming,* warned the Witchblade. "Demons?" gasped Tabitha, grasping for her discarded clothes. *No. One of your friends.* "Hi, Tabitha!" grinned Rose. "Feel like partying tonight?" "Where?" asked Tabitha, hastily shoving the edge of her blouse beneath the waistline of her skirt. "Attica, of course! Saul said he would be there." "Uh, sure. Let me change first," said Tabitha, leaving the door open for Rose as she took the steps back up to her room. "Nice choker," complimented Rose, pointing at the Witchblade that had returned to Tabitha's neck. "Thanks. I'll only be a minute," responded Tabitha, disappearing around a hallway corner. Rose waited patiently for Tabitha to change. Tabitha replaced her school garb for jeans, sneakers, and a grey t-shirt with "Girl Power" emblazoned over the chest. Tying her blonde hair into a ponytail, Tabitha rejoined Rose on the first floor, following her friend outside to where a black sports car waited, engine humming. "Who's car's that?" asked Tabitha with a puzzled frown. "It belongs to my uncle, he's staying with us for a few days," replied Rose quickly. Rose opened the passenger door and climbed into the back seat. Tabitha slid into the leather front seat of the car, closing the door before looking at the driver. Mephit smiled cordially at Tabitha as the Witchblade screamed a warning in her brain. Tabitha raised the Witchblade in a warding gesture, the gems within it flaring with power. Mephit raised a magical shield just as the Witchblade blasted him with a jet of plasma. The demon flew out the driver's side door, rolling backwards across the grass. Before Tabitha could level the smoldering Witchblade at Mephit, Rose wrapped her arms around the bearer's neck. Rose opened her mouth, vomiting a greasy tendril from her body. The tentacle wrapped around Tabitha's neck, choking the air from her lungs. Tabitha grabbed the tentacle with the Witchblade, its sharp barbs slicing deep into the tendril's skin. Purple blood spurted out of the torn tentacle, covering the interior of the car as well as its two female occupants. "Rose! Stop..it!" begged Tabitha, gazing helplessly into her friend's hate-distorted features. "Your young friend belongs to me, just as you soon will," chuckled Mephit, dusting off his suit jacket as he walked confidently back to the gore-stained car. The tentacle around Tabitha's neck slid down her body, wrapping around her stomach and waist. *You have to kill Rose or we're both doomed!* exclaimed the Witchblade. *No, I won't kill her!* retorted Tabitha, commanding the weapon to harm only the tendril trapping her. The Witchblade sent green fire along the length of the tentacle, reducing it to a shriveled black ruin. Rose screamed when the fire slid down her throat, consuming the creature that lay within her. She fell back against the dripping back seat of the car, her mouth smoking lightly. Mephit cursed and crossed his arms together when Tabitha leveled the Witchblade on him and fired another power bolt. The fiery plasma splashed against his glowing blue spell shield, searing the grass beneath him. "I didn't want to do this, but you leave me no choice, bitch," growled Mephit, casting a fire bolt at the gas tank of the black car. Tabitha's eyes widened just before the car exploded, surrounding her in devouring flames. Mephit shielded his eyes with his right arm, waiting for the fire to die so he could recover his long sought prize. The demon was ill-prepared when a grey lance hurled from the flames and smashed into his belly. Mephit clutched the razor-edged tendril resting in his stomach. He drooled black blood as Tabitha emerged from the burning wreck, holding Rose tightly against her body, both of them encased in Witchblade armor. The lance retracted wetly from Mephit's torso, releasing a fountain of black blood onto the scorched lawn. "You better give up while you still can," warned Tabitha, lowering the unconscious Rose to the ground, then cocking her fists defensively before her. "You can't win. Give me the Witchblade now and you'll never see me again," gasped Mephit, his ugly wound sealing itself as he spoke. "How about I kill you and all of your demon pals. I won't see you again then either," retorted Tabitha with a cold smile. "You can try, slut," grinned Mephit, eyes glowing red and fangs bared before he teleported away in a cloud of reeking brimstone. "Phew!" choked Tabitha, waving the smoke away with her hand. She quickly knelt at Rose's side, feeling the girl's neck for a pulse. *Place me on her chest. I can heal her,* said the Witchblade. Tabitha placed the Witchblade just above Rose's breasts, spreading her fingers wide. The gems within the Witchblade gradually brightened with power, generating healing energy that transferred to Rose's senseless form. After several moments, Rose coughed violently, groaning before slowly opening her eyes. "What happened? How'd I get here?" "It's a long story," grinned Tabitha with relief. 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