The Devil's Masque

SEVERUSMAX

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Halloween....also known as Samhain.

My most sacred day of all. I must admit that I was going to have fun, hiding in plain sight at a masque that I had set up myself. I had brought in incubi, succubi, and other denizens of Hell with me for my chosen task, but I was in ultimate command, of course. I was, after all, the very master of them all....Lucifer....Satan....the Devil himself.

Oh, so much fun that I could have, too, especially after bringing in Asmodeus, Prince of the Incubi and Lilith, Princess of the Succubi.....So many sins that I could cause in one night, especially with my use of the masque and it's anonymity. All in a just cause....bringing as many souls with me to Hell, my domain, as I could. It wasn't about torment. It never was. I just wanted more subjects, and if this meant that I had to do some token tortures and such to meet Jehovah's quota and get him to leave me to reign in Hell in peace, so be it. I wanted my own dominion, free from his interference, indeed.

Adultery...fornication....incest.....so many interesting sins....so many cool folks.....I often damned folks just for their company. Imagine Sartre's surprise when he landed in my kingdom, only to find that I wanted to talk to him more than torment....though I did have to torment him a bit just to keep Jehovah off my back. Salvador Dali was a lot of fun, too.

On the other hand, I had really stuck it to Hitler, Mussolini, and Stalin. A lot more than token punishments in their case......plus those televangelists, boy were they in for a shock! I laughed as I recalled the moment that one of them thought that he would just have a little light bondage, only to have Lilith use that cat-of-nine-tails on him for a year and a day without ceasing.

Ah, yes, as always...I, the Devil, am in the details. The trick wasn't to get them here by itself....the trick was to get them to sin while here, for by written agreement with Jehovah, anyone who sinned in this place on this night would be forever mine....

In case you wondered, I am dressed as myself, for on this night, all will think it a disguise....they will not learn otherwise until it was too late.
 
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Siobhan Grace was grumbling about having nothing special to wear for the annual college Halloween Festival. At twenty-one she let her studies take front row for two years but this year was going to be different. This year Siobhan was going to be daring and spontaneous. This party was her first, first mixer, first drink, hopefully first kiss and a steady boyfriend.

Halloween held an anceint allure for Siobhan. Witchcraft was rumored to be the strongest on all hallows eve. Or course stories of demons and other denizens of the underworld had free reign from dusk to dawn was a warning to the good Christian.

Siobhan was drawn to be involved and for two days she worked on a tight leather outfit that would accent all the right spots to lure men into her spell of obedience.

Siobhan didn't know any true magic but to pretend on one night wasn't going to hurt anyone.

The party was suppose to start at nine so she had plenty of time to watch people mull around town. Besides the parade was going to happen at noon and the civic center was giving out prizes for unique costumes. All in all it would be a way to kill time before the real fun begins at the cornfeild by the high school.
 
"Nick"

I naturally kept the demons dressed in meat suits as good humans and all that, serving as greeters, waiters, etc. at my mask. No one would know any different, especially given the outfits that they wore, which were very cosplay, of course. Yes, it was a double disguise of sorts, of course.

I laughed to myself as I drank my Scotch and pretended to be a little tipsy, of course......suddenly drawn to the newest prey to enter my lair.....er, masque. Lovely young woman, as mortals went. True, some of my demonesses, especially the succubi, could be quite lovely, too......but this stranger offered me a soul to steal, of course. I burned for the chance to make this woman a part of my infernal kingdom....one of my many lovers in Hell, of course. Monogamy was such a silly Christian concept. Even so....I could and did still love.

And if this wasn't love at first sight, it was least a most Satanic crush. I would get over it, of course, but to get it out of my system, I still needed her soul. I waited to see what she would do next, to get a better sense of her before using some of my black magic on her.

The old barn in the cornfield, there I was, as the partiers and greeters all urged Siobhan and the others to come along. Fun and games, time to unwind from schoolwork and such....

I laughed a little as "Joel" offered her a nice drink laced with LSD, of course, to see if she fell for it.
 
A handful of students began gathering at the cornfield. Siobhan was standing back as the bragging grew about this amazingly fantastic party. Siobhan followed the crowd to the barn. Siobhan was enchanted by the realistic decore and took a bubbling concoction offered by the men serving drinks around the room.

The drink had a strange aroma but being a virgin drinker she figured it was the fizzy tablet that makes it bubble was responsible for the smell. Still Siobhan took a small sip just to be polite.

A few football players were chugging drinks and one of the girl's from her dorm was dancing with a waiter. Once.more Siobhan was taking little sips while looking around at the various costumes. The devilish looking guy over to the left had to be rich to afford such a life like outfit.
 
"Nick"

I smiled as Siobhan took the bait and drank the laced liquor. I winked at her ever so playfully, feeling much like a cat playing with a mouse before he pounced.

I joked a bit with some of the students and the staff alike, grinning when the staff drank a bit to encourage the victims. I casually walked around the barn, working my way to Siobhan.

I particularly enjoyed the joke that "Missy," a succubus dressed in a cute Goth outfit, told a gullible male prospect, a star forward for the college basketball team.

"So, the mother ghoul says to him, 'Don't bother to wrap it. I'll eat it on the way home.'....," Missy giggled, a truly old joke that she added to test Rufus, captain of the basketball team, fittingly named the Demons.

Rufus just chuckled and tried a bad pick-up line on her....the old standby, of course...."Did it hurt when you fell from Heaven?"

"No, but I'm still a lot drained from a day of feeding the furnaces in Hell," she retorted.

Luckily, everyone treated that as a joke. Rufus snickered and his bulge made it clear that he was game for such a flirt....Missy licked her lips as she gestured for him to follow her.....she winked at me as she mouthed, "He's so fucked."

Poor Rufus was in for a rude awakening, of course, but until then, he'd be loving every minute of it....Missy was, in my view, the second sexiest of my succubi, after Lilith herself. Too bad he had violently beaten six of his girlfriends....Hell would really be not so much fun for him until he had atoned....he was about to feel the other end of the stick.

I used the occasion to ease my way into the whole interaction.

"Lucky bastard, you think? What are your thoughts?" I asked Siobhan.....
 
Siobhan chuckled at the ghoul joke and turned to listen to the creepy song playing in the corner. She even notices Rufus making points with another girl.

Siobhan saw Myron the school prevert jacking off next to a pair of waitresses. Siobhan moved back away from the group so she couldn't see him.

Dean was hitting on another girl from the kappa house. Siobhan heard stories about him last year and stayed far from his crowd.

Now Siobhan was taking another sip as the devil approached. "Hi."

Siobhan looked over his costume again. She was tempted to touch him and feel the texture of his outfit but refrained from doing anything rude.

Siobhan blinked. "The prime word being bastard. He has a rep at college. I don't hang with his click."

Quickly she changes topics. "So which college do you attend? State univeristy.... ITT.... Danver's... southern state?"
 
"Nick"

I chuckled at that query, while watching all of the action, and sending a telepathic message to the waitresses to get busy seducing the males, especially poor, neglected Myron....

"Oh, me? I'm not currently in school, but I used to attend Celestial College," I smiled, thinking how true that was.....

"I kinda got kicked out, but I still love to make life fun for the other students. I made it rich by other means, so here I am, spreading joy and pleasure to the hard-working students of this fine institution of higher learning," I said as I kissed her hands and put on the charm....., "Would you care for another drink, my sweet?"

"Name's Nick. What's yours?"
 
Siobhan mistook Celestial College as catholic education. "That must have sucked having mass all the time."

His smile was like tempting candy. Siobhan blushes as her hand was kissed, this was very old school treatment. "Careful about kisses.. it might lead to devilish delights."

Siobhan quickly realizes she has no knack for telling jokes. Sad but true and even the host seemed more apt to make the night into a kegger party then her being able to play her Halloween character.

"I'm not much of a drinker.. I still have the first one." Siobhan admitted then smiles. "I'm Siobhan.. (che von) pleased to meet you, Nick."

Once more the eeiry music fills her ears with the stirring need to dance. Siobhan wasn't sure if it was subliminal messages or her drink making her feel so oddly. "Great band you picked."
 
"Nick"

"Yes, they have a hell of a sound," Nick quipped, "I'm not really a romantic or gentleman, but I act like one from time to time. Time and age have made me a little jaded, sad to say. But I do love a good time. As for school, yes, it was rather sucky. Try a Chancellor who wanted his ass kissed all the time and everyone to automatically agree with him, or else you're expelled."

"I like the outfit, by the way. Sexy while not trashy. Fits a gorgeous vixen like you. Suggests that you can be a lady in public and something else in bed. Or perhaps that was too forward of me, but I have to play my part," Nick referred to his horns, pitchfork, etc.

"Anyway, shall we dance?" he laughed, having invented his particular dance himself.
 
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