The Demon in the Basement

[TheWhiteBull]

Lucian heard her request and intensified his efforts, his hips almost a blur as he thrust so speedily. Soon they could both feel the first throbs as his cock began to pulse and grow. Shortly afterwards his first spurt filled her and his head cranked upwards as each successive shot poured more of his cum into her warm, wet pussy. It was more than enough to fill her, and before he pulled out he could still see some of it pushed out and oozing onto her lips and his shaft.

Removing himself and still semi-erect he pulled her mouth to him once more and forced her to clean his cum and her juices from his glistening cock.

 

[Poprockz]

Olivia clasped a hand over her mouth as he started to unleash his load within her. Otherwise, she might have let out a loud sound of sexual satisfaction that might have earned her the attention of someone outside her office. There was so much of it, and just when she thought he might be done, there was even more. Her pussy was being filled to the brim and she loved feeling so full of the warm, viscous fluid.

She came around the third burst and her legs shook as her back arched once more. It felt so divine, she might have been inclined to believe it if an angel had appeared to shepherd her soul to the afterlife. He was a total stranger and could have had some kind of disease, or perhaps have made her pregnant, but his cock took all thoughts but ones of pleasure from her mind when she climaxed. Her body laid there in the aftermath, breathing deeply before he demanded her attention once more.

"Mmm..." she dutifully sucked and licked the slimy mixture off of his cock, making sure that it was now cleaner than it had been before it had come out of his pants. Olivia wasn't sure if he wanted to go again, seeing that he was still a little bit erect. Therefore, she pulled back a bit and asked, "You seem to have some energy left over... Did you want to go another round?" Her soft hand stroked him gently as she waited for a reply.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Lucian’s cock grew again at the suggestion and he pulled her off the desk, turned her around and bent her over it. Grabbing a fistful of her hair he pulled, forcing her to arch her back even as her hips pressed into the wood. He reached down with his other hand and slid her now soaked panties down around her knees and whispered in her ear as his head explored her tight asshole “Again is perfectly fine for me. But now it’s my turn to get what I want.”

His dick was well enough wet from saliva, pussy, and cum but it still went in slowly. Her ass was tight and he could tell it had been fucked before but not often. He spit on his shaft as it slid inside just to provide a little extra help. As he got going she began to moan again, from both pain and pleasure. The sound grew and it became clear she might not be able to stay as quiet as before.

He pulled out and tore her panties off the rest of the way, then reached around and shoved them in her mouth, muffling the moans and giving her another taste of her juices. Her ass was slightly gaping now and he had much greater ease penetrating, his growing girth stretching her ass out. Slowly at first, he eased in and out until she began to feel more accommodating. Once she was loose enough he got rough, pulling back hard on her hair as his hips slammed into her ass, thrusting deep and pushing her forward into the desk.

A few minutes of fierce pounding later and he was ready to cum again. Pulling out he spun Olivia towards him and forced her to her knees. With her tits exposed and her panties in her mouth he lost it, his load splashing out to cover her face and breasts in several large squirts. The tightness of her ass and the sight of her before him was enough to provoke a load almost as large as his first.

 

[Poprockz]

Olivia had tried anal a couple times, but hadn't really liked it. The guys she was with always seemed to be entirely too eager, causing her pain and then cumming too quickly for her to even get used to it. This was entirely different, though. He took the time to let her asshole adjust before he started to thrust a little, and even then he was patient about letting her catch up with him. It still hurt, of course, but his accommodations made it hurt in a way that added to the pleasure and further aroused her.

She soon found her underwear being pushed into her mouth to quiet her moans. It was a good thing, too, as she was only going to get louder as he had his way with her tight little ass. His was the largest cock she had ever had enter her backdoor, but her body soon was more welcoming toward him. Olivia felt him start to pick up the pace, eventually pumping into her with reckless abandon. Even with the underwear in her mouth, she covered her mouth with her hand again to keep anyone from hearing how absolutely fantastic she felt.

Her ass felt amazing as he roughly fucked it, hitting erogenous zones she hadn't felt before. It almost felt like his cock was burning with heat inside her, the heat building up until it became unbearable. To her surprise, she found herself cumming from an anal orgasm as he continued to ravish her. She could feel her toes curl and her free hand curling into a fist. After a few more pumps, she found herself kneeling in front of him and watching him unloading himself onto her exposed skin. There was so much of it, it seemed impossible, especially with how much was currently running down her legs.

She just knelt there for several moments, breathing raggedly as she tried to handle what had just happened. It was like he had taken her in a whirlwind of sexual energy and now the storm had passed. "Mr. Black... I think you have a job. "

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Dressing himself and making certain that his outfit was completely re-secured, Lucian gave Olivia a firm handshake before replying “Looking forward to working with you.” With that he walked out of the office, gently closing the door behind him.

Upon exiting the office he walked straight to the elevator where he was the line passenger. With no human or camera eyes upon him, he shed his disguise, as flesh melted away to reveal Asmodeus’s true form. Chuckling with glee, he reflected on how easily his plan had worked. The more she took his seed, no matter what form he donned, the more she would change herself; becoming more lustful and demonic each time.

Flying through the building he traveled back home to wait for her, plotting the next piece of the puzzle.

 

[Poprockz]

Olivia knelt in the office with her hand still out from shaking his. She slowly got to her feet and walked over to the door, locking it. Her legs and breasts were covered in his cum, so she would do well to clean herself up as quickly as possible. She went through several kleenexes as she wiped off the milky remains of their lust.

Her top had been splashed, so she had to take it off and put on a back-up, as well as donning a new pair of underwear. Once that was done, she spot-cleaned her desk and chair and continued her day as normal. It was as though he had given her the cure to a disease she didn’t know she had, and now her body simply reveled in the feeling of having been satisfied.

Once the work day was done, she drove home, the gravel of her driveway crunching as she pulled up to her house. The lights were on inside and she knew he was in there as well, waiting for her. She sighed and kept her hands on the wheel, leaning forward and resting her forehead against it also. It had been an odd day, and she wished she didn’t have to come home to a demon literally wanted her body.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

He was there of course. Just not in any form she could see. He watched as she searched the house for him. Not calling out his name, simply looking and hope growing that he had gone. He did have one moment of fun where he appeared as a reflection in her mirror for a split second. Eventually she appeared to become calmer, if still somewhat cautious, and went about her evening as she normally would.

As she fell asleep he appeared at the head of her bed and placed his hands just to the sides of her peaceful head. Spinning mental and magical energies, he weaved a series of dreams to carry her through the night. Not sexual dreams. That was too expected. One did not become a master of physiological manipulation by doing the expected. She had expected him to be home and he wasn’t. If he tortured her with lustful imaginings all night she would wake up unsurprised. So they were simply pleasant, peaceful, relaxing dreams.

Even so, he must have a little fun of course. He waved his hands over her body and plumped her up ever so slightly. Hips just a little wider, ass slightly fuller. Her breasts grew a bare amount. All of it simply enough that she would notice. With another wave she suddenly slept with a pretty new butt plug in her freshly used ass and a ball gag in her mouth. Let her wake up to that he thought. She needs to remember you’re still here after all.

 

[Poprockz]

She had found it odd that he wasn’t in the house waiting for her, but eventually figured maybe he was off in another realm searching for things he needed to summon Lilith. It was nice being home alone, even if she was seeing things from time to time. Perhaps she was so on-edge about him appearing suddenly that she had imagined his form in the mirror.

Her dreams were so nice and they left her feeling invigorated peaceful as she slowly woke up. This state of being was quickly replaced by confusion and alarm as she found a ball-gag in her mouth and something pressing into her asshole. “Mmm!” She made a muffled scream and quickly scrabbled with the straps of the gag, eventually being able to take it out. She breathed through her nose at night, so she imagined that was how she hadn’t noticed.

Her hand went to her ass and grabbed the glass but-plug, making as though she were going to pull it out. It felt good as she slowly popped the toy out of her ass, and she surprised a whimper. She scowled, hoping Asmodeus would feel her annoyance at what he had done.

Getting up, she dressed in a dress today, finding it to be a little tight around her body. She looked in the mirror and wondered what was going on. Olivia shook her head in confusion and unbuttoned the top of her dress a bit to give her more breathing room, showing off a bit more cleavage.

The woman then drove to work, eventually sitting in her office and tapping her foot. Where was Mr. Black?

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Even after giving it a few more minutes he was nowhere to be seen. Finally losing patience she walked out to the secretary’s desk to inquire if Mr. Black had left a message. The poor girl at the desk however was sincerely confused. “Ma’am we didn’t have a Mr. Black in at any point yesterday. In fact all of the applicants were female. Are you sure you’re feeling okay ma’am?”

Assuring her that she was, Olivia made her way back to her office. Was it a dream? Had the demon actually done it and then made everyone forget? Or was she maybe just experiencing something else, something beyond explanation. She couldn’t figure it out. All she knew was that she didn’t know what was real anymore and that she was hornier than any other time in her life.

 

[Poprockz]

“Damn...” she put her face in her hands for a minute, groaning in frustration at the whole situation, especially the part where her pussy was wet and wanting all over again, just like yesterday. It was hard to believe that she could have hallucinated the whole thing, but she had no evidence to prove he was there, especially since her trash basket had been emptied. Olivia sighed and searched her purse for a moment, wanting to find some chapstick. Her fingers closed around something of a similar shape and she pulled out a small vibrator.

Moving quickly, she locked her office door and sat on the lounging sofa she had at the side. She tested it, seeing that it was charged and ready to go. Where in the world had it come from? At this point it didn’t matter, she just needed relief.

The woman laid down on the sofa and spread her legs, pulling her dress up a bit and moving the vibrator over her panty-covered pussy. Olivia bit her lip as she felt the sensations of the vibe, loving the feeling of it, but wishing it was Lucian’s tongue. Her other hand started rubbing her breast, fingers gliding over her erect nipple. She had never done anything like this outside the privacy of her own home, but the adrenaline of maybe getting caught turned her on more than she thought it would.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

“My my Olivia. Tsk tsk.” The sudden statement startled her, causing her to jump off of the couch and cover her mouth before she screamed. Asmodeus sat in her chair, grinning devilishly. “Why, what would your bosses’ think of you starting the workday off with a little pleasure before profit?”

“So what’s on the agenda for today?” He continued. “Any plans beyond rubbing it out?”

 

[Poprockz]

She had just slipped the vibe into her underwear when he made himself known to her. When she jumped up, it stayed in there, right up against her pussy as she looked at him in shock.

“You! What are you doing here?! G-get out!” Olivia hissed in a quiet voice. Of all the times he could appear, he had to visit her when she was doing something so private. Although, knowing him, he could probably sense her arousal from miles away. She hated that he could hear her thoughts, especially because at the moment she was frustrated she had been interrupted and wanted nothing more than to finish. If Lucian wasn’t around, she would have to ease her body’s lust herself.

Fight as she might, she couldn’t help but shiver from the velvety deepness of his voice. It was like his voice dripped with sexual intent at all times. An image flashed through her mind of him eating her out with that long tongue of his. She knew he could see that too and she shook her head as if to get rid of it.

“If you must know, my workday is rather relaxed today. I just have to finish up an few things and meet with my boss briefly. Happy? I want you to leave.” It was no use lying to him, so she simply told him the truth... up until the last part. She wasn’t conscious of it, but her body wanted him badly right then.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

“Oh come now, no need to resist. Or would it make it easier for you if I looked a little more familiar?”

His flesh shifted fluidly into Lucian’s form and back. He enjoyed the realization and then anger in her eyes at the knowledge of the trick played on her. “I’m perfectly happy to help you with your little problem in whatever form you find most suitable. It makes no difference to me if you want a handsome man, a beautiful woman or even some grotesque tentacle monster.”

He rose from the chair and glided over to her, seemingly towering at a height greater than the room could actually accommodate.

“Here’s the run though darling...unfortunately there’s no fun without me.” He lifted his hand and her vibrator appeared in it. Crushing it in his supersized fist, he clarified, “if I can’t scratch the itch for you, it won’t get scratched at all. And believe me, the desire will grow. I’ve made certain it will only get worse.”

 

[Poprockz]

Her cheeks flushed with anger and embarrassment, remembering all the things she had done and said with “Lucian.” She felt foolish and upset that she hadn’t seen through such a deceit. He had taken her willingly without her even putting up a fight, letting him cum all over her. Olivia couldn’t deny that it had felt very pleasurable, but it still made her angry that he had fooled her.

His suggestions of partners made her shift her feet. She had only ever been with men until recently, but the thought of being with a woman like the succubi did make her aroused, as did the thought of a monster made of tentacles ravishing her body. In his male form, his eroticism was not in question and practically turned her knees to jelly from desire and a little bit of fear.

“You...” she looked up at him in shock having just seen him crush a vibe like it was nothing, and give her the news that he would be her only source of relief from the hornyness that plagued her. Olivia could feel the ache between her legs and needed something, anything to ease the lust her body felt.

It was such a difficult thing, she wanted to ask him to please her, but her mouth wouldn’t say it, her anger and pride in the way.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

“Me...” he said. “Don’t worry. I won’t make you say anything yet.”

His voice was changing with his body as he pushed her back down on the couch. His smoky grey skin became dark; almost black but truly a deep purple. His features softened, becoming feminine until he was actually a woman. Granted a purple skinned woman with a lower body composed of numerous tentacles, like some sort of sexy octo-mermaid thing.

Asmodeus leaned in as tentacles gripped her wrists and ankles, pinning her to the couch and spreading her open. He kissed her and sent a tongue that was long enough to reach down her throat probing at the back of her mouth. Other tentacles caressed her breasts and thighs even as two more slowly pushed their way into her other holes.

 

[Poprockz]

As he started to change before her eyes, she took a step back in fear, ending up falling somewhat roughly on the couch when he gently pushed her back. She wasn’t used to seeing anyone shift their skin into something not of this world. The tentacles in particular made her heart beat more quickly as she felt a jolt of adrenaline. Olivia couldn’t deny that she had watched a couple videos of things like this and that it had certainly turned her on, but now that she was faced with them, she felt unsure.

Asmodeus made a beautiful woman, her features erotic and pleasing to the eye. Olivia’s eyes were drawn to his feminine face, and then his large breasts. She was so taken in by everything that she almost didn’t notice his tentacles wrapped around her limbs until he started pulling her legs apart. Why she felt so turned on by being helpless and held-down she didn’t know, all she knew was that the lips pressing against hers were so soft.

She moaned into his mouth as the tentacles slid inside her, their girthy masses pleasing her greatly. His tongue in her mouth only made it more erotic for her, its length simply inhuman. The woman almost wondered what it would feel like to tongue-fucked by him. She shook her head, trying to come back to herself, resisting losing herself to the wonderful feeling of his tentacles fucking her and his tongue dancing with her own.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Asmodeus used the tentacles in a pulse. Matching her heartbeat, they pulsed outward, growing in girth each time. Beat by beat they were stretching out her pussy and asshole. Responding to her thoughts, his tongue grew too, and forced itself in further, down the back of her throat. The many tentacles he still had free glided over her smooth skin, leaving a slimy substance in their wake.

Her heartbeat was racing faster now. Pulling his face off of hers he cupped her head in two hands and stared deeply into her barely conscious eyes.

“You know you want this. You know you want me. You can have it, for eternity. Just surrender.”

 

[Poprockz]

"Oh God..." She moaned quietly as the tentacles plunged so deep inside of her and started to grow a tiny bit each time. When his tongue went down her throat, she almost tried to struggle, to pull her hands from the tentacles that held her down, but she was soon loving the feeling of having his tongue forced down her throat. This continued for a bit until she felt like her holes were being stretched to her limits.

Olivia then felt the tongue start to retreat from her mouth, and she barely registered his hands on her face as she stared back into his eyes. They were so deep, as if there was an entirely new world hidden deep within them, one only had to look harder. They were hypnotic, and she couldn't look away if she wanted to.

She couldn't lie to those eyes, "I want you... but not for eternity. I'm afraid of what that means."

 

[TheWhiteBull]

“You will get past that too. Look at how much progress we’ve already made.”

Asmodeus purred and lowered his face down between her legs. Another tentacle rose up to fill her throat once more as the tip of that long tongue flicked faintly against her clit. He kept it up, flicking her clit, filling her ass, pussy, and mouth. Every lick sent her just shy of an orgasm. Every thrust as well. She couldn’t say how long he (she?) was down there. Olivia was tormented for what felt like eternity, never quite allowed to cross that brink. She knew if it was this good without even climaxing then it would be worth it once she did. Actually, she wasn’t even sure if she could handle it.

Eventually Asmodeus slowed down and retreated, the tongue and tentacles popping out of her holes and trailing still more slime. She took a few seconds to realize what was happening and protested once she did. “Why are you stopping?” She asked, her voice weak and filled with desperation.

“I’ve always found it pays to leave your audience wanting more.” The demon stated, his voice growing deeper as he reverted to his original form. “It makes for a better finale later on. I’m heading home now, where I will await you. If you desire release you may come seek and find it. In the meantime, I must ensure you don’t attempt to take matters into your own hands.”

The demon performed his wave and she felt a tightness around her. Looking down she could see there was now some sort of metal chastity device locked around her waist and running between her thighs.

 

[Poprockz]

She tried to take it off, but it was firmly latched onto her. Her face looked up at him in shock and alarm, her body desperate for release. "Asmodeus, please don't-" her hand reached out to him, but he smirked and turned away; a blink of the eye and then he was simply gone. Olivia tried slipping her fingers inside, but there wasn't enough room to even get her knuckles inside.

There was a knock at her office door, causing her to jump and rapidly straighten herself up, pulling her dress down to cover the chastity belt. She then hurried over to the door and opened it, seeing Johathan, one of the other managers. He stepped inside her office and grinned at her excitedly.

"Sooo... are you coming tonight?" He looked at her expectantly.

Olivia almost jumped when her mind went to a perverted place instead of assuming the obvious. "What? Oh, wait. Coming where?" she replied in confusion.

He rolled his eyes, "Come on, you're not getting out of it this time. The new male strip club! We've been planning to go as a group for AGES."

Normally, she would have politely refused, or if she was forced to come along with them, she would have simply had a drink and left to go home and get off. Now, with her body desperate for release, she wanted nothing more than to go home to Asmodeus.

"I can't... I'm actually not feeling well today."

He raised his eyebrow and looked at her, clearly not believing her. "Yeah, that was a really weak excuse. You're coming with us and that's that. All you do is stay out at your house. We're all starting to get worried about you." He put a hand on her shoulder comfortingly and patted her twice, leaving and closing the door behind himself.

"Shit." she muttered. Maybe she could sneak out before Jonathan got off so she could go home.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Unfortunately she didn’t manage to do so. More work got thrown on her and left her there until the end of the day, whereupon Jonathan came and dragged her out to the parking lot where they and a few other single ladies and gay guys drive out to the new club.

Technically speaking it wasn’t a male strip club. It was actually a sex club that had female stripping one night, males on another, and bdsm events as well as other things on different nights.

They had gotten there a little early but that simply meant there were less people there crowding for attention. As the first dancer came on the stage she knew this would be a long evening...

 

[Poprockz]

The night started off pretty tame with the group laughing, drinking, ogling, and having a generally good time. Olivia, however, was slowly becoming more and more desperate. She did a good job of hiding it, but she was extremely horny at this point, especially since Asmodeus hadn’t even let her cum.

She silently cursed his name while at the same time wanting him to save her, to give her some relief from the curse her body endured.

Later in the night, a handsome man wearing a black vest on his bare chest, with long black pants and shoes. He had seductive brown eyes and messy brown hair to match. He walked onto the stage, dragging a chair with him and leaving it in the center as he walked to the edge of the stage. His hand went to his brow as he made a show of looking for someone to bring onstage.

Olivia wasn’t paying much attention, sipping her drink and checking her phone. Jonathan elbowed her gently, whispering sharply, “Olivia! He wants you!” He chuckled and tickled her side playfully before pointing. The man on stage met eyes with her and grinned pointing to her and wiggling his finger to beckon her onstage.

She shook her head apologetically and waved as though to say she wasn’t interested. His grin grew as he hopped off the stage, landing easily and jogging over to her. “I insist.” He said, scooping her up in his arms and jogging back onstage, depositing her in the chair. Olivia blushed and didn’t know what to do, never having had a man dance for her.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

Olivia was forced to squirm in the chair as the dancer straddled her lap, his hips gyrating towards her. He slowly unbuttoned the best in front of her face before jumping up and throwing it away into the crowd. Kicking off his shoes he sprawled out facing her and begin to perform a move that looked somewhat like the worm and kind of like he was humping the floor.

Her coworkers cheered and whistles. Encouraging her to enjoy it but all she could feel was the cold metal rubbing against her where she was locked. She got so distracted that she failed to see when her entertainer ripped off his pants. As he approached her again he was clad only in a tight, fancy version of a jock strap, which showed off his noticeable bulge in front and firm, round cheeks in the back.

 

[Poprockz]

Olivia’s eyes widened and had she not been bound, she might have opened her legs for him and let him fuck her onstage. As it was, she panted, her hands gripping the chair as she bit her lip in agony. The cold metal was unsympathetic to her unbearable need, and allowed for no relief. She couldn’t even shift against it to cum. It was not an exaggeration to say that were it taken off of her, there would be a puddle of her juices inside.

He continued to dance, gyrating on her lap as his hot breath on her neck almost made her moan out. At times she could feel his ass or cock run against her, and she could imagine what he might be like in bed.

As all things do, the lap dance eventually ended and the crowd cheered, loving the sexy man who had seduced the shy office manager. When allowed off the stage, she didn’t return to her friends, but made a beeline to the family bathroom that was practically never used (except for hook-ups, according to Jonathan). She put her face in her hands and tried to breath, trying to calm her body down, but it was of no use.

Her legs wobbled a bit and she sunk to her knees. “Asmodeus... help me...please...” she begged weakly. Olivia wasn’t sure what his limits were, or even if he was listening, but she had to try.

 

[TheWhiteBull]

As she sobbed, her chest rising and falling as she contemplated what to do, the room began to glow and fill with a strange smelling smoke. She stayed on her knees as her world became a swirl of darkness and ominous lights. They swirled around her and she was quite certain she was no longer in the bathroom at the strip club.

The spectacle slowly faded and her basement revealed itself. It appeared much as it did during the night she had freed Asmodeus. Speaking of the devil, he sat on a golden throne shaped like a voluptuous and enveloping woman. She knelt at the end of a long floor between them in the middle of which the runes she had seen the first night were lit and visible. Naked and oiled succubi lined the path to him, and she seemed to have lost all covering except for the hard and locked belt.

Asmodeus gripped the sensuous arms of his throne and his voice rolled out deeply, like a vibration that shook her bones. “Have you come to submit?”