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It’s funny how you a literal demon from hell was stuck in this predicament. From a situation you started and had now lost all control of, he just wouldn’t stop, you’d assumed the sigil had been too strong for him. Next time you’d asked a succubus for help you’d ask for more information because this was— this was—“There you are,” he all but moaned in your ear as a wail ripped through your throat. “There’s my little devil.”You had left the Ninth Circle of Hell out of boredom, Lucifer had been staring off at ice for what felt like a millennia. He had no orders nor response to anyone and Hell felt a little more emptier. Souls that eventually wandered into place remained alike, dead ringers each and every one of them. In an attempt to stay sane you plotted to visit Earth and cause a little havoc. Ruin a few churches and such.Yet, before your plan could go in action you made a brief fly to the stormy Second Circle to meet an informant or rather friend? In this case. You land in the damp climate as a former mortal gets sucked into ah— what do mortals call it again? A tornado? It tosses and jostles the soul and plunges it to then repeat as the spirit once again tries to run away to only fail and be swept up again.You walk into a human inspired structure, a bar that matches the outside, dark and damp with those similar to your kind bored. You see your informant friend cleaning off glasses, her spade like tail thrashing behind her in thought.“Yignen.” You piped earning her gaze as she took you in. She smiled and her tails thrashing took on a new pattern. One like a snake slithering.“Glad you made it, are you here to finally take me up on my offer?” She replied only to frown once you shook your head. “How rude,” she gave you a side eye, “do my goods not look superior to Szin’s? How come I don’t get a chance?”“Next time I promise.” You smile with a wink making her huff.“Well, I assume you’re here for this then?” Yignen sets the glass and rag down on the spoke, she reaches underneath to pull out a slip and sets it next to you as you approached the platform.
∘˚⊰𓆩⚚𓆪⊱˚∘You scrunch your nose, “Really? This is it?”Yignen nods, “Yes, I know it looks…simplistic, but you really must be careful when using one for your first time. You can’t just mess around with this you may want to practice—“You waved a hand around “I don’t need practice, just tell me what to do and I’ll be on my way.”Despite only being from the Treachery realm you considered yourself a demon capable of harnessing Lusts art. All the sigil would do is give a lucky human a little nudge to their desire. Almost like a love potion if you will, very simple and straight to the point what would be so difficult?Yignen closed her eyes and sighed, “Fine, but your stubbornness will only grant consequence. All you have to do is trace this onto your target. Although it would do you some good to trace it in the sand a few times.” She grumbled adding, “That is how young succubus learn how much pressure to apply— Wha— Hey!”“Thank you Yignen, for everything. I will be fine. I’ll see you and Szin next time I stop by.” You’d snatched up the paper and ditched the succubus in the middle of her speech.She sucked her teeth snatching up the glass as her tail flicked erratically. Heaving out an irritated sigh she mumbled to herself, “A hard head really makes a soft ass.”After your short stop to see Yignen you flew to the Earth portals which were alphabetically organized. You lucked out today with how little crowds there were.Cats..
Carrots..
Chairs…
Children…
Churches….
Churros……A Church! You walked back toward the portal and hopped through. You always loved the feeling of possession, particularly when the humans mind was fractured, you’d have to thank the Reapers for that, because it was usually a rarity. In this case you’d found the exception. It was more common to hop into dead or dying bodies which never lasted long enough to wreak havoc. Those bodies were stiff weakly contorted and it takes A LOT of time to contort the bones into the right places which many humans do not appreciate when watching possessions. The torturing wouldn’t even begun yet and already everyone was screaming, what happened to clapping at masterpieces? What was this lost art?
Warmth spread through you as you stretched your bodies sore limbs pushing off the twin mattress it laid on and opened your eyes. Your bones popped satisfyingly without any extra work for you as you gawked in the mirror beside your bed. You scrambled over to the side to adore yourself.What a cute little nun you were, well cute little nun she was. You were lucky enough to snatch up her body before anyone else. You raked your hands over this possessed body while giving your reflection a once over. What a shame her mind was gone, she should’ve stood in this mirror for hours exploring herself. You had half a mind to sit and do it for her.You licked your new lips as you cupped a perfect breast, “Sweet Satan.” You murmured.Bashing was heard against the door beside you diverting your attention. However you did not jump nor flinch, demons of you valor did not get startled, especially by human knocking.You pushed off the plush mattress, feeling the wooden floor creak under your bodies weight. Making way to the door you turned the metal nob and swung it open curiously halfway. You were met by black material and pale hands tightly clutching a clipboard. You moved your gaze upward to see red eyes framed with white hair that met the ghostly look on his face. Ghostly except the scarlet burning his face now.“Wh—wha—“ He stumbled around for words, frozen rigid on the spot.Damn, what had you done already to tip off something was wrong? You’d just gotten here! For Lucifer’s sake, you looked up from fluttered eyelashes and clasped your hands together fiddling with your thumbs.“I’m sorry Pastor but, what happens to be the problem?”“Clothes…you’re..”You tilted your head remembering how important scrapes of fabric were to these creatures after Lucifer had come down all those years ago. You feigned bashfulness at your ignorance covering your breasts as you shut the door by a hair.“I—I’m so sorry!” You quickly dove through her broken mind in search of his name, “Pastor Casper, please forgive me I was taking a nap and I..I…”Casper turned his head away hoping the soft breeze would erase the sight from his mind. He would have to pray extra hard tonight. A feeling bubbled into his chest that made his heart race, he didn’t like it.“Let’s…forget this happened, I will see you at today’s service please..dress accordingly. And for future reference please remember what you are wearing before answering the door Miss.” He bowed his head to you, with closed eyes he turned and briskly walked down the corridor.You shut your door and skipped over smugly to your inhabitants dresser throwing open drawers. You tossed out your little costume and searched for the underthings to go along with it. You picked up the brand new black lace by pinching the material.“Hohoho, My Little Nun who were you?”It took you a little longer than you’d admit to remember how to wear said clothing before advancing to the public eye. To your surprise you were early as the others slowly trickled in you made way to the front bench. Keeping an eye out for the door to see the prey you’d already chosen.Someone lit up as they walked the aisle toward you, another nun you were struggling to remember the name of.“Oh Sister, I’m so glad to see you’ve stayed with us. The others and I were worried you would leave this morning. Well—you are still staying aren’t you?” The nun grasped your hands gently, her warmth sent shiver up your spine as you smiled up at her.“I just had my doubts, I’m sorry to have worried you, I was having a moment of weakness but I’ve overcome it. I’m ready to continue my walk with Jesus.”“Wonderful, oh wonderful! If you need anyone to talk to please come to me. Or if you’re feeling ashamed I heard that Pastor Casper will be having a moment at the confessional to speak with us anonymously. If not me please talk to him.”You licked your lips under the guise of moistening your lips, yet in reality you were an olingo ready to pounce on a pomegranate in preference to a fig.“Thank you, Sister.”“If there’s anything I can do for you let me know. Would you like me to sit with you this service?”Gears had already been turning in your head at the mention of your pastor. You shook your head claiming you wanted to sit alone to have no distractions. You wanted to hear only the Lords word and nothing else. The nun nodded in understanding stating she’d tell the others to give you your space while you digested today’s sermon.An organs song began to fill the room as the other nuns shut the doors to keep out late comers, the nun you’d been speaking to waved goodbye and sat rows away from you. Thus leaving you in a bench to yourself.You calmed your excitement as your prey walked across the stage with his comically large Bible in tow. He approached the podium with confidence as he sat the book down. His gaze sweeping the room empty of earliers temptation, gone was that sin with just Casper to remain.“Greetings everyone, it is lovely to see you all here.”The crowd murmured their salutations, silencing after for him to continue.“Today I’d like to talk about…”The service had begun and he had not once truly looked at you. He hadn’t acknowledged your presence yet which was quite frustrating. This body had been a temple, he was too lowly to be allowed to appreciate. Now he had gone and pushed it far back in his memories. How dare he after being given such a gift? You bristled, calming once you remembered this wasn’t your body no matter how grand it was this wasn’t yours despite how perfect.He talked on and on blabbering about Lucifer, Eve, and the Apple. You wondered why humans always reverted back to telling this story over and over again. A good story yes however certain parts were highly fabricated. You bit back the urge to hiss.“And now I’d like us to please bow our heads in silence before we begin prayer.”Finally, you groaned, you fixed your face in a pout as you stared up at him with those same eyes you used in the doorway. You were the only one without their head down.Casper assumed innocently you’d been lost in thought, he backed away from the microphone and motioned prayer to you. But you’d simple shook you head cutely and proceeding to lean down and tug at your long dress hoisting it up.You flashed an ankle then a calf and then your thigh before you stopped at the garter. Casper swallowed thickly, the room was filled with followers and he didn’t know what to do. He’d never faced a problem such as this and he couldn’t bring himself to let the others witness such indecency. Should he bare witness to this by his lonesome? He didn’t know..he truly didn’t know as he meekly walked back to the podium clutching it with all his might as he tried to remember the basics of speech.“Thank you for your silence in Jesus name we pray…”You slipped a finger under your panties at the sound of his voice and saw him squirm. You’d already been wet from the thought of doing this all sermon. You pumped a finger into your mess until you decided you needed another. Your free hand clung to your dress slipping a finger between the garter for support as you breathed heavily grinding down on the bench for more friction.
You slide down in the seat, pushing your cunt toward him and letting your head lay on the head of the bench. Giving him a taste of the possibilities you were hiding.There was only you and Casper. There was no one else in this room beside you two.“Sin has tempted us once, more than once.” He closes his eyes to force down a blush. And opens them again not long after, unable to keep his eyes off you. “But we must not allow it. We must stay vigilant and remember our path with Jesus.” His breath stalled behind the mic you could hear it slam into him as you rubbed yourself.Casper’s eyes were blown as his gaze lingered..dress hoisted up just enough to show your thigh trapping stockings, yet not nearly enough for him. Not enough to see where your fingers dipped while the other hand seized your black garment as you choked back a moan. Your head jolted back as you heard him find his words again weakly, “Jesus…e-even I’ve been tempted too in this life and in return to get our sins off our chest I’d like to have you…a-any of you who need it to meet me in the confessional. I’ll be there from the hours of…”You pushed your dress back down pressing it into shape and shifted back in your seat licking your fingers clean with kitten licks as he broke your gaze fully flushed now.“Amen.” He whispered.The nuns lifted their heads and stood breaking out into small chatter around you. You turned your head meeting the gaze of the Sister you’d spoken with earlier and waved with your clean hand with a smile. You pretended to clean something off your lip, pressing the thumb you’d fucked yourself with onto your bottom lip and turned your head back toward the Pastor.Said man beyond red turned away to finish his task at hand. After every service he cleaned the stage helping the nuns that decorated move the heftier items before retreating back to his room or the confessional for the day. Today was no different, he would not let it be known that anything was awry.“Pastor Casper?”He nearly shot out of his skin from your touch, your fingers tracing shapes into his lower back. How hadn’t he noticed your presence? Why hadn’t he moved further away? You had him trapped within your arms, your warmth was scorching hot pressing against him. This did nothing to help the bulge he’d been hiding in his pants. Now she knew.. she knew he’d lost.“Pastor there’s something I’d like to talk to you about in the confessional, please promise not to turn me away.”“I promise.” He rasped brokenly.
Sinner after sinner came to him as he waited. Most were men like himself crumbling to their lustful desires as he spoke like a broken record. Speaking like a true hypocrite with bated breath ready for what you’d do with him. He’d checked his watch for the nth time, it was nearing the end of his time. He had but only a few minutes left before he would gather himself and sulk back to his room.Sulk? He pondered how he had let this get so far, she was only a woman just like any other. While he told himself this he cursed and asked for forgiveness, no matter how much he convinced himself of this..the erection he’d gotten had yet to go down in the hours he’d waited. No matter how much friction he applied his damned second head wouldn’t calm.Casper perked up at the sound of a painfully slow stride. She didn’t reach the booth until the big hand on his watch reached the eighth and last hour.“Casper?” And just like her pace she pulled back the curtain. The young nun revealed her different attire. Her veil was long gone leaving her hair free and her face bare aside from the dark tint that was now on her plump lips. The uniforms tunic was now a long black dress with buttons starting from the neck ending at her legs. His nails dug into the cushions as he let out a whine simply bursting at the sight of her. He shuddered as she pulled the red velvet curtain closed and stalked over to him.She made an inch feel like a mile.“Please.” He begged.“I guess I’ve made you wait too long for my confession.” She lowered her knees to the ground placing her hands near his for balance as she looked up at him like a prayer. “Will you ever forgive me Casper?”He nods as she ghosts a finger over his clothed length making him shiver and sigh with relief.“Let me make it up to you.” And again she lazily moves unlike her relentless pace earlier when she finger fucked herself. He places a hand over hers hoping to speed up the process but instead she stops. She stops with a glare of all things looking up at him.“You may not touch me. As much as an apology this is, this is more of a punishment.”“Punishment?” He breathed shakily pulling his hand away letting her continue.“Yes my little parrot,” She claims as she releases his fully hardened erection it spills another round of precum for her, “for not sparing me a single glance at the beginning of today’s service until I made you.” She rubs the head of his cock meanly with a thumb smearing the days cum around as though she were uninterested. Casper sucked in a sharp breath following a loud whine as he bucked his hips. His eyes shut and his head knocked back thudding against the booths wooden walls.Her fingers traced down the rest of his shaft and dragged, pumping him at a snaillike pace. She was enough and not enough at the same time? Everything he needed but not right. His chest heaved as he felt he might burn away from her touch.But then he felt it, those kitten licks you’d used to clean your fingers during his prayer, starting from his balls to his head before popping the aching thing in your mouth. His cum hit the back of your throat and he felt himself harden again at the feeling of you swallowing.Some of his seed mixed with your drool, dribbling down your chin and dripped onto his black pants. He made a strangled noise as he rocked into your mouth hard.“Hnngh…” Casper released a velvety cushion and instead pressed down on his hips in hopes to calm himself. Yet, to no avail it did nothing but make him want to do it again, the way you sputtered before angrily glaring at him from between him covered in nothing but him was so…so filthy.“A..ah! I’m..I’m..!”She drug her teeth down his shaft releasing his head with a mere ‘pop’.“Fuck..fuck..please..please..” He sobbed hips chasing after her once his flushed sex hit the cool air.She stood up and he would’ve gotten on his knees and begged her if she hadn’t spoke.“Help me with all these buttons, will you?” You move between his legs knee rubbing his erection as he frantically nods with shaking hands.“Good boy.” You whisper, he nearly missed you wet your lips gathering more of his spend.With all your buttons undone you stepped back to shrug off the dress, revealing the black lacy lingerie you’d still been wearing since the morning.“Do you like?” You asked before gluing your bodies together. Casper nodded cock twitching thrumming with life as if he hadn’t came minutes prior.“I don’t know what that means pet.” You trailed your index finger down his throat planting kisses down the trail. “What’s got you all worked up that you can’t speak to me?”“God you look lovely,” He panted your hosts name loving how your lipstick smeared from the kisses, which you ignored nipping him on the neck with warning.“Do not mention God here,” you hissed, “worship me and only me your one true Goddess.”“Yes, Goddess.”You hooked your panties to the side as you lined each other’s sexes and sunk down onto his.“My, my what a good boy.” Both let out a sigh of contempt as you sucked in his veiny cock. You allowed his hand to take purchase on your hip, the other still fisted cushion.Your soft plush breasts bounced erratically as you watched between your joined bodies. You loved seeing his dick disappear into you as you used him. His posture was hunched over using your shoulder to keep his head up as he choked down moans over vulgar flesh.“Please don’t stop, please…yes…don’t..don’t.”He bit back a scream of frustration when you slammed your hips down and stopped. He was going to ask why until he heard it. A pair of heels nervously teetering back and forth behind the curtain and the nun he was balls deep in started up her pace again. This time she had a finger over her clit rubbing and teasing…
“Pastor Casper?” A young woman calls out which formed tears to brim around his red eyes. God the rhythm you set was so slow, so agonizingly slow again.“Casper.” You whispered, “There’s someone waiting for you.” You kissed down his jaw to his neck latching on to his sweet spot. There wasn’t a single word he could recall to pass his lips.“She might peek inside and see a sinner if you don’t answer her. It looks like you want that.”He whined, and her heels could be heard clacking against the granite.“Pastor?”“Casper the whole church will know you’re weak against the Devil.” She chuckled.“Sister Paloma, can you please help me hang these sheets the others sisters went to grab the other load.”“Alright, I’m on my way.” The nuns heels backed away the footfall becoming lighter the farther she went.“No more company for us I guess.” She giggled, her pussy tightening as she does so still above him. All of it sends him into a craze as he pulls her close rocking his hips into you at a pattern that makes her think he wants to leave it rutted deep within her. He bites into that sensitive spot on your neck hard as he fucks into you at an irregular pace that has you moaning a scream.Casper mewls like a bitch in heat at you clawing his back.“C…Casper!”He feels your walls tighten around him as his hips jerk alongside his oncoming climax.“F..fuck!” He spills into you and your cunt milks every drop of his seed as you’re panting and reduced to mush. Well at least you were—“It’s not enough, it’s not enough.”He sobs out before pulling you off, your pussy squeezing around nothing. As he gently leads you to the floor pushing your head down and bringing your ass up as he spreads your legs. He teases your entrance before pushing himself back in with a content sigh.Casper slides his hand into hers like a missing puzzle piece as he slammed his hips into her. Her cries of pleasure were muffled against the wooden floor. The warmth for her back pressing against his stomach dosed the fire further when he’d felt the cold granite beneath their right hands.They couldn’t get caught now, not like this when he’d finally had the upper hand. He pulls their hands back, grabbing both her wrists and holds them tight with one hand. The other grabs a fistful of hair and yanks her head back as he continues to bruise her sex. She writhes beneath him drooling from his animalistic frenzy.Casper pipes up as they fuck like rabbits, “A goddess you said to call you?” He pants out losing the steady rhythm of his sinful pace. “No goddess would dare be caught in such indecent position. You’re but a temptress a demon.”You whined at the tension building within you as he thrusts hard and sloppily.“Tell them, tell them what you are demon.”“I..I’m..” Your orgasm poured from you as you screamed out. “I’m the Devil! I’m the Devil!” Your body collapsed as Casper gave another hard thrust before riding out his climax. Done with his release he slowly pulls out, teasing your flushed aching sex again by rubbing the entrance. Your juices mixed and leaked onto the wooden floor, Casper frowned palming at your ass. You writhed beneath him moaning out sorely, “No.. no more.”And although you begged and pleaded you felt hands grip your thighs, spreading you wider and a face settle between your puffy lips and ass. You sobbed unsure where your body wanted to take this unwanted pleasure.“Too much! Too much!” You moaned weakly trying to push his face away from your cunt. His larger hand flicked at your clit as he laved yours and his spend that leaked from your pussy. Just one more time he prayed one more time for him to taste…
You body was jelly by the time he’d finished with you. The both of you were spent, you knew Casper was from the rise and fall of his chest. Which you laid on still not able to regain your breath. This human body had had too much and it was driving you mad.
You weakly grope around his back as he curls into you. You can’t feel it. You hadn’t felt it in for quite some time. The sigils magic was gone, yet you can feel his dick twitching from just the mere friction between you as he holds you close.“Fuck.” You mewl weakly. The two of you might be stuck here for a while.