THE ENTITY ( Closed for ThePhoenixMan and myself)

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Anna parks her car in the garage and leans her head back agains the head rest leting her eyes drift shut while she takes a few deep breaths.
" god it feels good to finally be home" she says to the empty space around her as she lifts her head and grabbing the brown paper bag from the grociery store she gets out and enters her house through the side door.

Setting her bag and keys on the counter she takes off the soft black sweater she had worn over her white blouse and tosses over the back of a nearby kitchen chair. turning she puts the milk and eggs in the fridge and the bread on the counter. folding the bag she places it in a drawer.

pulling her hair free of the pony tail it had been in all day and kicking off her shoes she flops down on the couch with a loud sigh.
Grabbing the remote she turns on the 8 o'clock news wanting to hear someone else' voice besides her own. Getting up she walks down the narrow hallway to her bedroom and the bathroom. Going into her room she strips from her clothing and looks at herself in the mirror before pulling on a yellow cotton robe and tying it around her waist.

The weather man anounces that there is rain in the weekly forcast and she can't help but laugh. he had predicted the same thing last week and they had 100 plus weather all week. Pushing play on the machine she listens to her mothers naisily voice going on and on about how she never calls her anymore.
Rolling her eyes she pushes erase and goes into the bathroom turning on the hot water she steps in and lets the jet stream of steaming water wash over her flesh turning her skin a pleasant pink. the hot water unknotting the tight mucles in her shoulders and back.

At just 23 she had bought her own house nothign fancy just a one bedroom one bath and a one car garage. She was the first in her family to be able to afford her own place and she was proud of it. Ann as most ehr friends at work called her had worked since she was 16 saving her money for the house so that she could get out of her mothers trailer with it's revolving door of men and the drunken party's that would last for days on end.

She may not be the most attractive women in this small town but she wasn't ugly eithor. Her hair was black and cut just above her shoulders her face a little more round than she would have liked but her hazel eyes where what every one loved about her. standing 5 ft 3 and 130 pounds she was a little more plump than what the media would like but she enjoyed how soft her body was. Not fat by any means but soft for sure. her breasts only a 32 c where just right in her opinion. of course it had taken her years to learn that her body was nothing to be ashamed of.

but she was finally at that stage in her life where she was just happy with who she was and didn't need anyone else's approval.
 
He was there! He was watching her! He'd been there for a long time. He'd been watching her even longer! His name was Samael! Many had different names for him. Some call him "Prince of Darkness," others call him "Angel of Death!" He was nothing but pure evil!

He had been watching Ann for some time, waiting to make his strike. He needed energy though. He needed a lot of energy. Energy is what gave him power! Energy came in many forms, and Samael had learned to harness every source of energy over the years, and focus it where and when it was needed.

He followed Ann throughout the house. He watched as she took off the sweater, exposing the frilly white blouse she wore. She had shown him a lot of cleavage wearing that blouse, teasing him with her bountiful bosom.

The keys lay on the counter, the bread nearby, milk and eggs in the refrigerator, he followed her into the living room. The television, turned on, he watched as she moved on down the hallway of the matchbox home. Passing by the television, the reception faded temporarily, the screen filling with fuzzy snow, until he had passed by. By the time he reached the hallway, the early evening news was once again coming through the television set. His energy level was growing.

She had no clue he was there, leaving the door open, assuming she was alone in her house. He watched as she did a strip tease for him, posing for him, standing in the mirror for him, her body, tempting in all the right ways. She was ripe! She was young. And, she was fresh!

She paraded around the room in the sunshine yellow robe, moving about the room, unaware of his presence. When she had finished her mundane tasks, she moved towards the bathroom, practically walking right by him, as if she were ignoring him. He watched her pull her robe just a bit tighter, a slight chill in the air, despite the ragged heat outside. She had entered the shower, door ajar, purposefully left open ... to tease him? ... to tempt him? ... or because she thought she was alone?

He slipped into the bathroom, ever so quietly, ever so casually, totally unnoticed. He stood in the tiny room as it filled with steam, slowly clouding his vision of the naked woman who stood beneath the shower spray, silhouetted against the sheer curtain lining the tub. His energy was intense!

Ever so carefully he leaned against the door, easing it closed until it clicked in place. He turned the old brass knob which locked the door shut! It wasn't necessary, there'd be no one coming, but he did it anyway ... because he could!

He stood there, watching, gathering up his energy ...

Then all of a sudden, it happened! He pounced! The shower curtain was pulled sharply to the side and Ann was roughly thrown against the wall pinned in place ...
 
Opening her eyes when she hears the sound of the blastic curtain being pushed back forcfully.Looking behind her she can't see anything then she feels somthing roughly slaming her against the ceramic wall of the shower her face turned to the side the cold wall pressed against her cheek as water cascades down her body.

Putting her hands against the wall she try's to push herself off the wall but who ever had her pined was to strong. crying out in fear as she try's to look behind her but is unable to turn her head that far. she closes her eye as she feels her legs pulled apart. " oooh god don't do this please." she crys pleadingly.
 
The energy flowing through his body was intense! Samael held nothing back as he attacked the young girl that had teased him so unmercifully. 'She'll pay for that,' he told himself as he kept her pinned against the cold tiled wall.

He pressed his body hard against hers, her arms spread out, stepping between her legs. He kicked them apart until he could stand between them, pressing his long hard cock between their bodies, it's length nestled between the swells of her ass.

Her whimpers and pleas only served as fuel for his energy, driving him further as he rocked his hips up and down, making sure she could feel his entire length, knowing how long he truly was. He wedged the shaft deeper, making sure she could feel the girth of the monster that was about to rip her apart.

He nuzzled her neck and suckled the sweet flesh there as she tried to thrash her head. He could feel the blood rush to the surface of her skin as he sucked harder and harder, raking his teeth along her skin.
 
Screaming as she was biten her flesh sucked into a mouth she could not see only feel. Terror like she had never known as he presses his cock between her thighs she can feel it's enourmos thing pressing against her and sliping between the folds of her pussy.

The steam rising around her from the shower above as the water cascades down her body.Glimpsing for just a moment in the mirror across from her before her head was pressed back against the cold ceramic wall. She must be seeing things or not seeing things.. There was no one behind her, that was impossible.

his body pressing harder against her as he moves his hips his monstrasity of a cock rubbing between her thighs as if he where teasing her , Preparing her for his enevidable violation of her body. Sqweezing her eyes shut tightly as she screams, the sound echoing around her as her terror mounts even higher than before.
 
Her fear fed his power! Her screams made him stronger! Her struggles made him even more evil!

Samael rocked his hips, sliding his length between her ass cheeks, gaining his power, keeping her pinned roughly against the wall. He was thankful for the warm water spraying down upon their bodies, for it made her slick and wet. She was ready for him whether she wanted to be or not!

Samael lowered his hips, just low enough to let his cock slip from between her wet cheeks, springing forward, its stiffness quite evident. The fat, bulbous head pressed against the lips of her pussy as he stood behind her, knees bent just enough to lower his body.

He sucked in a deep breath of the wet, warm steam, filling his lungs. The heat matched his desire as he bucked upwards with a mighty thrust and locked his knees, pushing himself fully into her from behind. He let out the air in his lungs as he drove the air out from hers. He bit down on her exposed neck again, easily bruising her skin as he suckled more blood to the surface, marking her.

There was nothing soft or subtle about this. Within a few seconds later, he began forcefully thrusting his hips up and down, driving Ann to her toes, and then letting her drop down again. Over and over he thrust into her, delighting in the way he easily violated her, loving the feel of her warm wet glove around his long hard shaft. Up and down, in and out, each thrust finishing with a grunt and a gasp.

Then suddenly, as quickly as he had attacked her, he left her! Gone! He never came! He just raped her, and then disappeared! Leaving her like a wet dish rag, collapsing into a gelled mass in the tub, the warm shower spray still raining down on her!
 
His cock slaming into her forcing her body to take him inside. Pain ripping through her her stomache cramping as he buries his cock inside her.
His body smashing into her slaming her against the shower wall as he moves in and out of her.

Her pussy felt as if it where tearing as he slams into her over and over so hard that she is forced to stand on her toes with each thrust of his cock.
unable to draw air into her lungs the muscles in her thighs and legs aching.
a cold blast of air against her back.

He was gone...just vanished into thin air. callapsing into the bottom of the tub curling into a tight ball with her knee's drawn up to her chest.reaching up she pulls a towel over herself and wipes her tears. calming slightly she stands on shaking legs and trips/runs from the bathroom and picking up the phone calls 911.


sitting on the sofa with her knee's drawn up to her chest her robe wraped tightly around her. wet hair hanging around her face. Red and blue lights flashign against the white walls of her living room as a cop sitting across from her questions her for the third time about the attack in her bathroom.
They didn't beleive her that was clear. there had been no forced entry into the home no signs of a sturgle nothing to indicate that she had been raped at all other than her bruised and batered body.

Whish the cop sitting across from her nicely pointed out a rough lover could have given her. handing her his card he and his partner leave her alone in the house. Getting up after them she locks the doors and checks every window in the house again. All locked tightly no way for anyone to get in.
Going to her bed room she gathers her blanket and pillow and moves to the living room planing to sleep on the sofa to affraid to sleep in her room so close to the bathroom.

curling up on the sofa she covers up and turns the tv up watching the late night news.slowly she relaxes and as the sun is coming up she falls into a fitfull sleep.
 
Samael, though he had disappeared, hadn't gone anywhere. He was still there! He was still watching her... the tease! "Serves her right," he mused to himself as he watched her struggle to explain what happened, to the police, when she couldn't even explain it to herself!

There was no explanation! There was no reasonable explanation! But then again, Samael was not a reasonable explanation! The "Prince of Darkness" had been lurking and stalking prey for an eternity of time. One poor soul at a time, gave their life to him, for him to devour. He eagerly took what each soul gave, used them to his content, then moved on, a trail of destruction in his wake.

It was Anna's unfortunate fate to have been chosen by him! There was no reason for it, but many would attribute her delusions to many different attributes of her life, as she would soon find out. In a way, Samael felt sorry, but he fed off the negativity. That's what made him stronger, more powerful each time.

The sun was rising, and she was finally falling asleep on the couch! She had tossed and turned not really sleeping until pure exhaustion knocked her out.

It was then, once she had truly fallen asleep, that Samael moved towards her again. He moved between her and the television, which once again turned to snow as he usurped the energy flowing to the unit, keeping it for himself. He was growing stronger, right before her, and she didn't even know it! He watched her measured breaths as she lay there, a slight chill in the air causing her breath to be visible in front of her face. She almost looked at peace.

Peace, however, was not something Ann would find for a very long time! Right now, Samael was getting the urge! The urge to take some more from Ann was getting intensse. He could wait no longer!

Within a flash, he ripped the sleeping beauty from the sofa, and dragged her to the back. The robe was easily ripped down off her shoulders, falling to the floor in a crumpled heap. He pushed her over the couch, burying her face in the cushions, practically suffocating her as he kicked her legs apart once more and stepped between them!
 
" oh god noooooo" she screams as she is riped from the sofa and draged behind it. She try's to fight the invisable hands as she is thrust over the back her face pushed into the cushions nearly suffocating her.

She opens her mouth to scream and the cushion presses into her mouth she can feel him between her spread thighs his monsterouse cock pressing against her. Instead of pushing back agaisnt him she quickly climbs over the front of the sofa and standing in the center of the room she turns in curcles unsure of where to go.

Finally she runs down the hall and into her bedroom slamming the door shut and locking it. crawling over the bed she presses her back into a corner of the room her legs drawn up against her as she rocks back and forth watching the door.
 
Samael had to give her credit! She was resourceful and quick-witted enough to escape him ... For now!

He could have easily forced his way in, smashing the door open, or he could have just as easily gone through the wall via osmosis.

He would have his way again with Ann. For Samael, it was just as much fun for him to torture her brain, as it was to torture her body.

He morphed through the wall, travelling through the electrical circuitry of the house, one more place he gleaned energy from, the lights flickering as he moved through the circuitry, finally popping out through an unused outlet!

He stood there and watched Ann rock back and forth, much like an infant, huddled in the corner, trying to protect herself from the unknown. He studied her thinking to himself that he might need to summon more of his soulless servants to aid in keeping the minx tied down for his amusement!

He did absolutely nothing, pushing Ann slowly to the brink of insanity!
 
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