The Demon in the Basement

[Poprockz]

The Demon in the Basement (Closed)

The premise of this story is that a woman moves into a new house, but accidentally releases a demon who had been sealed there years ago. If you would like to RP, you can PM me OR post a reply.. It is a non-consent/reluctance type story.
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Olivia set the last box down in her room, sighing. It had been a long day of moving boxes and unpacking. The two-story house she had just bought was an absolute steal. She had wondered if someone had been murdered here or something, but could find no record of anything like that. All she knew was that the lady who lived here previously had passed away while visiting her adult children, and they had decided to sell the house.

While the story was technically two-story, it also had a basement where the washer and dryer were. She was so happy to finally have a house of her own; it was tiring and time-consuming to take her laundry to the local laundromat.

The house was a little bit out of the way, down a decently long driveway, but she liked having a large property and some peace and quiet. The woman was in her mid-twenties and had worked hard since she was 16 to be able to afford a house. It meant a lot to her, knowing that she would someday be able to leave it to her future children once the mortgage was paid.

She was about 5' 4'', and had long, straight brown hair. She had never dyed or treated it before, so it was quite luscious and healthy. Her slender frame was complemented by her small, round ass, and C-cup breasts. Make-up was not something on her mind as she moved, as everything was mostly packed away right now except for the basic necessities. Her hazel eyes blinked as she surveyed her new room.

Olivia figured she had done enough unpacking for today. Her room was stark, but at least had her bed, her beside table, a small lamp, and a lounging chair. She grabbed a basket of laundry and headed down to the basement, her footsteps creaking on the wood steps as she descended. It was quite warm in the basement, which was odd because she thought basements were supposed to be cool.

After putting a warm load into the washer (mostly bras, underwear, and blankets), she looked around. When she toured the place, she hadn't really explored the basement much. Now that she was able to do so, she noticed that in the back, it looked like some of the bricks were loose one one of the back walls. Grabbing a small towel, she tried to remove the bricks. They were a little reluctant to move, but she was eventually able to remove 4 bricks to reveal a small cubby.

The curious thing was that in the cubby, there were five black candles in a circle around what looked like a large quartz stone. Although, she had never seen a quartz that was such a deep red before. The black candles were unlit, but an orange ribbon was tied around each of the wicks to form a ring.

This little hidden cache of spookiness gave her the willies, giving her the feeling that she should 't touch anything in there. She figured she would leave it until the morning and then see if she could invite a pastor or something to look at it. After all, she didn't believe in that stuff, but she figured that you can never be too careful.

However, as she turned to leave, the light in the basement went out, casting her into total darkness. She had to get to the steps, so she went to take a step forward but had forgotten where she had set the bricks down. Olivia tripped on one and ended up gripping the cubby for support, her elbow scraping the side and knocking over two of the candles. This caused the wick to fall off one of them, removing a candle from the circle.

The room suddenly felt a lot darker than it had before. It was as if someone had poured enough ink into the room to fill it to the brim. Her eyes slowly adjusted, thanks to the bit of light leaking down from under the door.

 

[Poprockz]

Bump.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

The light grew and formed into what appeared to be some sort of arcane symbol. A hole opened at the center and grew, spilling the light out so brightly that she was forced to throw her arm over her eyes. Even still it was blinding, and accompanied by a low and ominous tone that floated through the air. Just as suddenly as the light had come it disappeared, and she slowly lowered her arm and blinked away the blindness to reveal the entity now dominating her basement.

He was tall, she would guess well over six foot, and extremely well muscled. She could tell because he wore only a crimson loincloth and golden armbands. Even more shocking than that was the rest. The wings that stretched out behind them, their wingspan long enough to be cramped by the small room, and his skin black one second, then grey the next. He had no hair on his head, but did sport a set of long, low, curving horns that swept back over his scalp. And his eyes were blood colored. He was a demon, right in front of her, in her basement.

The demon walked over to her and cupped her chin, lifting it and forcing her to look up into his piercing gaze. “I suppose you will do.” he said. His voice was deep, and soothing. Very much at odds with the shock and fear he inspired within her. “I am Asmodeus. I thank you for freeing me from the trap the last inhabitant caught me in. As you are clearly now living here I can only surmise my last second curse succeeded in taking care of her. Regardless, we are here now, you and I, and we will become quite a bit friendlier than all that nastiness.”

 

[Poprockz]

Olivia looked up at him in blatant horror and shock, her eyes traveled all over him in disbelief as she tried to grasp what was happening. Her eyes flicked over to the basement door for a moment and she wondered if his wings were cramped enough to keep him from turning around and grabbing her if she ducked and ran for the exit. He looked extremely dangerous, though, so she wasn’t sure if it would be worth the risk,

She gulped nervously, his hand still on her chin. “I don’t understand. This-this is impossible; you can’t be here in my basement.” Olivia didn’t know what she hoped to accomplish by telling him that he couldn’t be real, but she didn’t know what else to say.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

“Oh come now” Asmodeus tisked. “I grasp that this is a shock. Honestly, dealing with humans was much easier before you all became so secular and unaccustomed to the supernatural. I suppose we share some blame too, for being so proud that we failed to sense the danger you posed until you had hunted all of us down or locked us away. But I digress...I have important plans for you...Olivia. I am now free but I must find and free my queen, Lilith. Unlike myself she requires a vessel to enter this plane and since you are so handy and near you will be that vessel.

 

[Poprockz]

Her thoughts raced as he spoke, still in disbelief. Her name made her jump and look back into his eyes, though. How in the world did he already know her name? Something occurred to her as he spoke of Lilith.

“Doesn’t a vessel have to be willing? Because that wouldn’t be the case here.” She sputtered as her eyes looked at him hopefully, desperately hoping that she was correct. She had no intention of being a vessel for anyone. After all, she had her own plan for her life and dreams.

Her foot made a subtle step to the side, inconspicuously angling her body in a way that would benefit her escape once she found the right opportunity to run. Demon or not, he was an unwelcome intruder, and every fiber of her being was screaming for her to get away from him. His voice was like the nectar of a pitcher plant, how many people had been sweetly tempted to their deaths she didn’t know.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Asmodeus laughed, a throaty chuckle that seemed somehow to be several voices laughing at once.

“I know your name Olivia because I am powerful enough to read your thoughts. Including the ones about running away. But those thoughts and your willingness do not matter. I am a demon, a being of power and chaos. Not some weak angel groveling for your permission, no...” at this he reached down and placed his clawed fingers gently around her neck, going down to one knee so his blood red pupils were nearly level with hers. “You will serve me. And it time it will become willingly, but for now I require only your body to prepare. Willingness is not a requirement but a certain level of corruption is. And I shall enjoy corrupting you Olivia. I can feel the urge there deep in the back of your mind. The urge to give in and let me take you. Don’t give into it yet though, it would spoil all the fun of breaking you.”

 

[Poprockz]

She wanted to lie to him, to tell him she had family or a priest for a husband or something along those lines, but she knew that those lies were worthless the moment they crossed her mind. That is, unless he was simply bullshitting her by being observant to her body language. She decided to test this theory by thinking a question. ‘You said you had to find Lilith. Why don’t you know where she is?’

Olivia figure that was a valid question, and one specific enough not to be guessed unless he could truly read her thoughts. His hand on her throat was so gentle, and yet felt so menacing when considering the muscled arm it was attached to.

She knew what he was implying by talking about preparing her body. Judging by his size, if he was proportionally large below, she doubted that he would be able to make good on this threat without splitting her slim body in two. Something so large had never entered her, and she really didn’t want to stick around to find out what it would feel like. He wouldn’t have to worry about her “giving in” too quickly; she was resolute in her commitment to escape him. He had to have a weakness, and when she found it, she would exploit it.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

"I don't know where she is because I am on this plane and she is not. It is not as if I have simply misplaced her or she wandered out of sight. I must perform a dark ritual to contact her from this side of the barrier and find where and when she may cross. And don't worry," Asmodeus grinned, each tooth pointed and adding to his look of wickedness. "I wouldn't split you in two although I assure you it might feel just so." With that he snapped his fingers and the room changed.

Crimson and smoke swirled and as the dust settled she was in what was clearly a lair of some sorts, with red, black, and gold decoration everywhere in a room possibly modeled off a fantasy version of a harem. She glanced around wildly but couldn't see a door anywhere. Trapped. The demon chuckled and gestured across the length of the room.

"The best part is that this is actually an illusion.You're still in your basement but you will never find a way free, my control is too complete."

 

[Poprockz]

Shit. He wasn’t lying about reading her thoughts. She blanched from his his reply about his size, her eyes scanning his teeth and her heart beating a little more quickly from fear. It was hard to believe that she was in her basement when everything around her looked so real. Reaching out, she touched one of the silks hanging off a large lounging chair. It was cool and smooth to the touch. Her hand recoiled as she wondered just how real this hallucination could be.

It really didn’t sit well to simply think questions at him, not wanting any more of a reminder about how her mind was no longer private. Therefore she looked at him and spoke in a small voice, “surely you could find a different vessel? Someone who is tall and curvy and wants to have a demon inside of her?” Her question came out sounding more comical than she intended. “And what kind of ritual do you mean?”

She wanted to push him away, but was kept close by the hand around her neck.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

The hand left her neck and the demon strolled over to a plush divan which he sprawled over. "Let's see what kind of ritual? Well as Lilith and I are the Archdemons of Lust it will be properly erotic. Plus the usual Satanic sacrifices." He eyed her body lewdly and though clothed she instinctively covered herself. "As far as a choice of vessel, you are correct in that I could use someone else, but I choose not to. You are here now and that is enough. Also there is a fittingness in having the one who freed me also free her. Do not worry about your body though, this process will change you somewhat into a form more appropriate for your role.

Another snap of his fingers and she felt herself pushed forward. Attempting to straighten herself back up she found she couldn't. Unable to glance behind, she could tell she had been bound in some sort of contraption, bent over at the waist with legs spread and arms out wide. With a gasp she realized her clothes had also disappeared.

 

[Poprockz]

Panic crept into her voice as she fruitlessly struggled to find a way out of her bindings, “don’t you think it would be a better reward for freeing you to free me as well? Please?” She paused for a moment to make sure she remembered his name correctly, “please, Asmodeus?”

She didn’t like the way she was so vulnerable in this position, especially since he had somehow removed her clothing with a snap. Her breasts were gently pulled by gravity while her ass was angled upward from how her body had been manipulated. Not being able to turn her head backward was also disconcerting, considering the high likelihood he would be approaching her from behind to defile her.

Olivia attempted to close her legs, but she couldn't budge whatever contraption had them held apart. Her mostly-bare pussy was exposed for him to plunder if that was his desire. She was at his mercy, helpless to stop him from taking what he wanted.

“Besides, there are no sacrifices here, so why don’t we just wait a couple days?” She was grasping at straws and they both knew it. Olivia hadn't been intimate with anyone for about a year, and hadn't expected her next session to be against her will in an illusionary room with a demon. He waited a moment before standing up and approaching her, his golden armbands glinting in the light. He seemed to enjoy how helpless she was.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Asmodeus walked to a pace or two in front of her and knelt face to face with her. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about the specifics love. All the rest will come in time. All you need concern yourself with is here and now.” As he spoke he reached up between her spread legs and his fingers traced their way up her thighs until they reached her pussy. A pussy he could tell was already wet and ready despite her fear and revulsion.

As he lightly rubbed a fingertip over her clit he watched her lips open in a small gasp. He sensed a protest coming so his other hand went up and tugged a nipple downwards, causing another, sharper noise. Letting go, he reached up and grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her head up, baring her neck to him as his finger between her thighs pressed forward into her slick pussy.

 

[Poprockz]

Even if she wanted to squirm her hips and escape his finger, the long sharp nail he had was likely to cut her badly if she struggled. Therefore she reluctantly held still, forced to feel it slide all the way inside her warm walls. She couldn’t deny that his touch felt good, but he was a demon of lust after all. This was his pastime, his hobby; of course he would be proficient at pleasure and subjugating others to his will.

Olivia felt him start to explore her and move his finger around, wiggling it at times simply to tease her. She clamped her mouth shut, not wanting to make any noise for him. Her only solace was that while he could ravage her body, her mind would always be her own as long as she alone inhabited her vessel.

“Are you sure Lilith even still wants you around? It’s been a long time, maybe she found someone better than you.” She couldn’t physically wound him, so she tried to maim his pride. It was slightly painful having her head yanked up by her hair, but it was bearable. She cast her gaze down on him as she waited for a reaction.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

He laughed, amused by her defiance. By the thought that she could play mind games with him. He who had seen the physical universe brought into reality. Still, he did want her to keep that instinct to resist, for a while at least.

Grabbing her throat once again, he gazed into her eyes and assaulted her mentally. He felt her consciousness flee from his as he exposed her to a barrage of images, sensations, and thoughts from aeons of existence. He grabbed her mind-self and pulled her back forward in the mental space as he addressed her. “Fear not darling, I will make you understand.” He then curled his finger inside her and cupped his palm up against her lips and clit, releasing a pulse of energy that entered through her genitals and spread through the rest of her body. He saw her eyes roll back in her head and knew that she was experiencing the most intense orgasm of her life. Mentally assailing her back into awareness he held his dripping finger in front of her. “That is the pleasure I can give with simply my finger. I will give you this bliss again but first I will make you crave it.”

He gripped her throat harder. His hands were large enough to easily compress the arteries on both sides, causing her to nearly black out. At the same time he released the energy again, this time taking her just shy of climax. He released both and then did it again, and again, and again, continuing to deny her rest or release...

 

[Poprockz]

She discovered that she was not even safe within the confines of her own mind. There was not a corner she could hide in or a way to block him out, there was just him and what he wished her to experience.

“I... no. Please stop... please. I need...” She couldn’t tell if she had thought this or said it out loud. Her head swam. She didn’t even know what she needed at this point. Her body was telling her that she needed release, while her mind told her that she needed escape. Escape from his barrage of mental stimuli, as she slowly felt like she was losing herself. When he would deny her air, her mind almost welcomed the sweet release of consciousness. But then he would bring her back as if to remind her that he was in control of when she was allowed to rest.

She panted as she tried to hold onto her sanity and her will. It was so painful to resist him, but she hoped that he would eventually get tired and stop. This was not going to happen, but she held onto that hope, telling herself that she just had to hold on for 5 more minutes... 5 more minutes... 5 more minutes....

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Humph. He had expected her to put up a fight but he had forgotten to break her down slowly so he could savor her will crumbling. She was unconscious now, the pleasure he had given her too much for an untrained human to take all at once like that. As she slept he changed her it so that she lay on a plush bed, in order that her muscles would not be sore for later fun. Sitting there and watching the rise and fall of her breasts, he tried to think of how next to expose her to further depravity. All of a sudden he had an epiphany.

He could not yet call forth Lilith, but the break in the barrier would certainly allow him to summon lesser demons onto the plane. Returning across the room to the obscured sigil, he began the dark chant to call forth a few friends...

 

[Poprockz]

She wasn’t sure if it was mercy, boredom, or something else that had led him to release her to the comforting embrace of unconsciousness, but it mattered not. Her mind and body had been at their limit when he let her go; she had almost felt as though her mind was melting.

As she stirred, she thought to herself that this could all have been an odd dream, a nightmare. Maybe she went to bed early after doing her laundry. Olivia was disappointed to find that this was not the case when she opened her eyes and saw the harem room once again. To her chagrin, she noticed that she had been moved onto the decadent bed, but her clothes were still nowhere to be found. How long had he watched her exposed body as she slept?

Demonic chanting could be heard from the other side of the room, sending an instinctual shiver down her spine. It didn’t seem wise to wait around to see what would happen, so she quietly got up from the bed and searched for an exit, feeling everything around the room to see if she could find and identify the stairs. They were still in her basement, after all.

Her legs trembled a bit, but she could manage. She knew he could hear her thoughts or delve into her mind, but she was hoping that he was distracted enough to not notice her yet. Her fingers found a step, which was odd considering that her eyes told her there was nothing there. She continued to feel downward to find the first step, hope blossoming in her chest.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

“Going so soon?” She heard a different, sultry voice in front of her say. Looking up she saw a beautiful woman with bright red skin, small horns and only a skimpy black leather outfit covering her ample curves. “What’s wrong, bored already? We’ve only just made it to the party.”

Turning back she now saw several other women with the same appearance, as well as some male demons of the same type. Asmodeus left the corner and guided her back to her bed. “Indeed. I’ve invited a few friends along so as to spread the fun. These my dear are succubi and incubi, lesser demons of lust. Lilith and I call them our children although in truth they are human souls we corrupted long ago and whom now belong to us for eternity. Get a good look, for such is your fate are the end of this ordeal.”

The smaller demons crowded around the foot of the bed and gazed up at Olivia as they began to fondle and lick each other.

 

[Poprockz]

She pulled against him as he led her back, but he continued on with her as though her resistance was insignificant. As she lay on the bed once more, she glared at him, her voice raising in pitch. Don’t you have enough servants already? Use one of them for your stupid ritual! Let me leave!” The demons around her snickered condescendingly.

Olivia’s face flushed as the woman who had appeared near the stairs crawled up the bed toward her like a cat. “Stay away from me!” Olivia warned, as she raised her arms to defend herself. The succubus smiled as she sat up and gently gripped her wrists, apparently much stronger and faster.

“Why so angry? Don’t you want to have some fun?” she purred as she leaned forward and started to lick Olivia’s neck. Her wet tongue made her shudder as it traveled across her skin.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

The succubus grabbed her head with both hands and kissed her squarely on the mouth, her supernaturally long tongue parting her lips and exploring inside. The other succubi descended while the incubi hung back for now. One licked her clit and pussy, another rimmed her puckered asshole. Still two more each took a nipple in their warm mouths, sucking and nibbling. They all had extremely long tongues like the first. Asmodeus snickered as he enjoyed the show.

 

[Poprockz]

“Mmph!” She protested as her mouth was invaded. The demoness’s lips were so soft, yet so insistent. Olivia tried to pull her tongue back, but the tongue was so unnaturally long and agile that it found her and pulled her back effortlessly, twisting and rubbing against her own. Her saliva was very sweet and warm.

As she felt two of them descending on her nether region, she tried to kick them off, bucking her legs forcefully. Naturally they each grabbed a leg and regained control, keeping her legs up and apart as they began to lick her pussy and ass. The one on her pussy extended her tongue a bit and wrapped it around her clit, rubbing all around it. The otherflicked the very top of her tongue against her asshole, tickling and teasing. Her hips squirmed from this onslaught of pleasure; she could feel herself starting to become extremely hot and aroused.

Her nipples became erect as each of the ones at her side further worked to break down her defenses. It was positively sinful how much pleasure their swift tongues were giving her. Through her haze of pleasure, she heard him snicker. Olivia glared at him as defiantly as she could muster with a tongue pushing against her cheek.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Once they could sense her unwilling wetness, the succubi moved back and allowed the demons forward. One lay down as the others grabbed and lowered her now warm and slick pussy onto his cock. No sooner had she made it there than another one pushed his well-oiled member deep inside her ass. They thrust into her, pounding as two of the succubi held her in place with strong grips on her arms.

The other three demonesses crawled across the floor to Asmodeus, now seated directly across from her. The sexy red women removed his covering to reveal what was clearly not a human penis. It was huge, almost comically so. With the widest mushroom head she had ever seen and raised ridges running along the shaft. Remembering the pleasure he had forced on her from a single finger she shuddered to think of what that member could do.

She felt herself pushed forward repeatedly, her holes stretched as the succumbing knelt in front of their lord and began to pleasure him. One knelt directly beneath, taking his balls in her mouth while the other two took up position alongside the length of his cock, their wet, puffy lips gliding up and down it in perfect sync.

 

[Poprockz]

“No! Get the fuck off me!” She wailed as they grabbed her and forced her upon one of the demon’s cocks. Her body couldn’t hold back a small moan as she felt him push deep inside.

She had never let any man near her ass, so it was quite a shock to feel one of the demons forcing himself into her backdoor without an invitation. Olivia gasped and clenched, but it was no use. His long pole impaled her easily with how lubricated it was.

It was so humiliating to hear the wet squelching noises her pussy and ass were making as they filled up both of her holes, especially knowing that Asmodeus was watching and was probably feeling pretty pleased to see her in such a submissive position. Each time they thrust inside her, her luscious breasts would jiggle back and forth. The demon below her reached under her and started to rub her clit gently, causing another small moan to escape her lips. She was doing her best to keep silent, but it was becoming difficult and required most of her concentration.

His huge cock was so intimidating. Olivia saw it twitch for a moment as the succubi practically worshipped it. It almost looked like one of the huge dildos that sex shops had sometimes that no one ever bought because it was simply unrealistically large. She cringed when she imagined how much cum he probably expelled in any given session.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Asmodeus smiled, making certain that he caught her gaze. Seeing in her sudden embarrassment that she had just recalled he could read her thoughts, he grabbed the succubi and redirected them. He projected towards her that he would show her just how much. Now one demon stood in front of him, bent over and grasping her ankles as he slid his long shaft between her plump ass cheeks. The other two remained kneeling in front of her, their hands pressing their breasts together, ready to receive their master’s blessing.

He thrust faster, then faster. Finally she saw the telltale signs, the clenching of his partner’s hips, the little throbs before the big show, then all of a sudden it burst forth. It came in spurts like normal, but much larger in size and with each release blasting forth the same insane amount. In a matter of seconds the demon women in front were coated in enough cum to look like they had just starred in a bukkake video.