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Devil Inside: Finale — Pt 5

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Sir

Something felt off that morning. I hoped that it was just the unspoken tension in the air given what we were planning for the afternoon. Tension, uncertainty, probably fear — and some of it may have been coming from the demon inside me. My biggest concern was that it would try to do something to interfere with our plans.

Janelle and Alicia didn’t come out for breakfast, but I could sense that they were awake and surprisingly more relaxed than the rest of us. Surprising until I realized that Erin and Rohit had just left their room after providing deep tissue massages for both of them.

They were smart. Everyone else was on edge. Jenny and Adam seemed to have had some sort of disagreement, but I couldn’t read Adam and it seemed that he was somehow preventing me from getting into Jenny’s head. That was a talent I didn’t know he possessed and one that I wanted to learn more about.

Marie and Ronnie were quiet, holding hands off in a corner by themselves. I granted them some privacy to work out whatever nervousness they were feeling, but neither were smiling.

I had spent some time the night before with Cumslut, speculating on what might come next. Well, I guess I speculated and she listened. When she finally fell asleep, I took a walk down to the beach and looked for answers in the stars. They were not forthcoming. And now she was nervous and didn’t seem to want to leave my side.

I suggested that everyone grab some food as it might be a long afternoon, but no one seemed to have much of an appetite. I was concerned about how we would all get into the required aroused state if everyone was on pins and needles.

I heard a noise and turned around to see Janelle and Alicia walk in, holding hands, both with big smiles. Then Alicia looked around at the strained expressions around the room. “Oh no, what’s wrong?!”

I just shrugged. “I think we’re all just a little nervous, Alicia. But it’s all good. The plan hasn’t changed.”

She nodded, and she and Janelle filled a couple of plates with fresh fruit and yogurt and poured large cups of coffee. Jenny pulled away from Adam and joined them at the buffet. “Maybe I’m hungry after all.” She didn’t return to Adam’s side.

I stood up. “I hope you all got some rest.” That got a couple of giggles from Alicia and Janelle, which I mostly ignored. “Alicia, you’ve got a key role — are you ready?”

She saluted and grinned. “Yes, Sir!”

“Thank you. So remember the plan — we’re going to have a little orgy here to get the energy flowing and then the five recipients will get together, literally, while Alicia recites the ritual. Got it?” I saw nods all around.

“I don’t see any reason to draw this out. Let’s finish breakfast, take care of whatever personal needs you have, then meet back here in an hour? Does that work?” Again, nods and a couple of okays.

After the rest had headed back to their rooms to make whatever preparations they thought necessary, Cumslut leaned into me and looked up into my eyes. “Master, I know we’ve gone over this — many, many times. But are you sure? Are you absolutely certain that you want to give up this power?”

I held her tightly. “I’m ready, love. I can’t tell you how much you’ve helped me control my… baser instincts that the demon has powered. I love you for it and I’m forever grateful. But it’s still a strain and I’m ready to share that burden with people that I trust.”

She sighed. “Then you’re right. Let’s get it over with quickly.”

I looked down at her, thinking about the mess I’d made of her life. I could tell that despite it all, she truly loved me — and I absolutely loved her. But I also felt like I should restore more of her true self before it might be too late.

So I poked around a little, tweaking this, nudging that — not sending her back towards the narcissistic bitch she had been, but giving her back more independence and free will. I resolved to talk to her about it later, after all was done, when it would likely be too late for me to do anything else. It wasn’t fair in the least — I considered it my last act as a demon host.

Janelle

She was nervous, but she was mostly excited. She had been completely honest when she told her wife that she didn’t care about their different rates of aging, but seeing Alicia so happy after getting fucked and tattooed by Sir made her happy, as had the massage that morning.

Janelle resolved not to let the dour mood of the rest of the group get her down, even after Jenny joined them, clearly uncomfortable about something. She looked like she wanted to say something, to reveal something important, but for whatever reason she couldn’t get it out.

She and Alicia went back to their suite to freshen up. She leaned back on bed and Alicia lay down perpendicular to her, her head resting on Janelle’s thigh while she read the ritual through a few more times, until she finally sighed. “Ready?”

Janelle leaned down to kiss her wife. “I’m ready. Let’s go split a demon.”

They were the first ones back to the lounge. Janelle grinned at her mate. “Wanna get started?”

“You horny slut! I’m always ready to get started with you.”

She and her wife laid down to one side of the conversation pit, the ritual print out close at hand. They slipped into a sideways 69, slowly pleasuring each other while they waited for the rest. It didn’t take long.

Sir came in with Cumslut and sat next to the couple, leaning back on his elbows with his legs apart to accommodate his lover. Janelle marveled again at Cumslut’s ability to take Sir’s inhumanly long thick cock down her throat.

Adam sat opposite his father and copied him, only Jenny chose to sit in his lap, impaling herself on his large (but still human scale) cock. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and bounced up and down on him like she was never going to let him go.

Ronnie and Marie were the last ones in. It had been decided earlier that they would start out in the middle and then split up on either side of Adam. To be truthful, Janelle had decided the order of the circle when she had mumbled the night before that “he’s a beautiful young man, but I am not going to fuck my son!”

The artificial nature of the situation made for a slow start, but within a few minutes the sound of bodies moving together was accentuated by moans and groans and “oh fuck” and “just like that — don’t stop!”

Janelle backed off a little from Alicia since her mate needed her wits about her in order to read the ritual. But Alicia did no such thing, and Janelle was right on the verge of a tremendous orgasm when she heard Sir exclaim, “Friends! It’s time!”

Alicia backed away from her and took the space in the middle that Marie and Ronnie had just vacated. Sir laid down and took Alicia’s place at Janelle’s sex, invading her with a tongue that seemed longer than any other cock she’d ever had.

Ronnie smiled down at her as she took her place in the circle, and Janelle stroked her thighs for a moment before tasting her sopping pussy. Marie had clearly gotten her new friend ready and right on the edge.

Suddenly she heard her wife’s voice rise above the sounds of sex as Alicia sat in the middle of the circle and started the incantation. They were unsure of what language the ritual was in, and in fact had no idea what most of the words meant. But Sir was sure of his sources.

Estis malgaja kaj dormema nokto.

Li ridetis al si mem dum li transiris la Supran Kvartalon.

Estis nur ĉirkaŭ la 6a horo vespere, sed inter la kreskantaj nuboj kaj la fino de la Somera Tempo antaŭ kelkaj semajnoj jam estis tute mallume.

La sono de la tajpiloj de la dormejaj ratoj provantaj fini la paperojn,

kiujn ili neglektis dum la aŭtuna ferio,

miksiĝis kun la folioj kraketantaj sub la piedoj de la studentoj irantaj al tiu strato por trovi vespermanĝon.

Janelle could feel the words supercharging her sex, her pussy suddenly feeling like molten lava, like her whole body was melting into the floor and rising into the sky at the same time. She tried to focus on Ronnie in front of her, but her mind was overcome by images of fire and demons and thousands of people fucking in some mass orgy that had no end. She wanted to be one of them and feared that she soon would be.

Then she heard a scream and suddenly the circle was broken. She sobbed and collapsed, blacking out for a moment before another pained shout brought her back.

Sir

Cumslut knew my body so well. She had me right on the edge when I called for the circle to be completed. Marie’s mouth took Cumslut’s place, and I focused on pleasuring Janelle until we were all ready to explode. Alicia’s voice cut through the fog, reciting the incantation as we neared completion.

I could feel the demon stirring, then suddenly there was a surge through my body and towards Marie. I could tell that it was not a fragmented entity — it was whole, and maliciously gleeful about escaping. I tried to pull away from the circle, tried to shout a warning, but I no longer had control.

Then Marie screamed and convulsed, and the demon slammed back inside me. I was able to quickly regain control and tamp it down, but I could tell it was not happy, to say the least.

I was roused by another shout, this one from my son. He rose and saw that Cumslut had pulled Marie back and out of the circle, breaking the connection and causing the demon to reverse back into me.

He stood up, glaring at my lover like he could burn holes through her. “You stupid fucking CUNT!” He screamed and backhanded her across the face, sending her flying across the room until her back slammed up against the side of the bar.

Suddenly there was a furious eight-foot demon in the room. I was back in complete control and was ready to murder my son for killing my lover. I took two steps across the pit and grabbed him by the neck in a taloned hand, holding him up by the throat as his bare feet kicked feebly against my thighs. His eyes bulged as I started to squeeze. I was ready to end him.

Then I heard a weak “Please stop, love!” I turned to see Cumslut still lying in front of the bar, a small trickle of blood running out of the side of her mouth. It looked like she could barely focus and I suddenly felt like a fool for not rushing to her aid instead of attacking my son.

I threw Adam across the room and turned to my lover. I heard a crash of breaking glass as Adam landed on the buffet table, but I was finally totally focused on Cumslut. “Adam, get the fuck out of my house!” I didn’t even look in his direction but I caught Jenny out of the corner of my eye going over to help him up.

Cumslut was gasping a little, and pale. “Use your power, love. I know you can fix me.” I did probe inside her — two broken ribs, one of which had punctured a lung. But the blood was from a split lip — not from her internal injuries. Still, I’m not a doctor and I didn’t know what I might be missing. I did what I could to stabilize her but she still needed real medical attention.

I turned and saw that Alicia seemed to be the most alert, since everyone else had been interrupted near orgasm. “Call 911 please. And tell them the patient is a close friend of Dr. Ian Shapiro — he’ll want to attend her.” She nodded and ran from the room to get her phone.

I looked around and saw that Adam was gone, but Jenny was approaching me. “I’m so sorry, Sir. Something happened to Adam yesterday. It was like the demon was communicating with him. I tried to tell someone, but he blocked me. He’s not himself — please don’t hurt him any more!”

I sighed, then looked around at the shambles of the room. “Just get him out of my sight, sweetheart. The door to the garage is near the main entrance and the key fobs are in a box just inside the door. Take any car you want. Just get him the fuck out of here.”

She nodded and lowered her head. I wasn’t mad at her, but I had no emotions for anyone other than Cumslut. I sat with my back against the bar and held her against my chest while we waited for an ambulance.

I heard a roar that soon receded down the hillside — the Maserati, I thought — then the roar was replaced by the sound of sirens. If the rest of the family thought it was odd that I didn’t suggest that we all get dressed before strangers arrived, they didn’t question me.

Erin led the EMTs into the lounge with their stretcher, and I was happy to see that Dr. Shapiro was already with them. “Ian, you know how much she means to me. Any expense, any measure, you do whatever is necessary for her.”

He clasped my forearm. “I owe you so much, my friend. And she’s my friend as well. I will make sure she is taken care of and that there are no questions. You have my word. But if you’re following us down to the hospital, you might want to throw some clothes on first.”

I smiled and hugged him and he turned to accompany the love of my life out to the ambulance.

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