I’m going to tell you a tale that was just recently recounted to me. Some say that the story is urban legend. Others say they knew the couple in the story and believe what happened and swear that the story is true. All I can say is you should read it and decide for yourself whether you believe it or not.
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A few years back, a young couple named Kyle and Brittany were living in a small town. They had only recently moved there for a job opportunity for Kyle. He worked in the mining industry and there was a large mining project in the area. It was one of those small rural towns with a town square, and everybody knows everyone. It was a different type of atmosphere than what the young couple were used to, but they quickly adjusted and were learning to love the simple kind of lifestyle. Brittany had picked up a part time job at a restaurant, and she easily made friends, while Kyle spent a lot of hours working and making good money.
One day, Brittany came home from work and told Kyle that one of her co-workers told her about a huge house party that was happening on Halloween night, which was coming up on Friday. She said her friend, Jenny had said that she and her husband were going and that they could go too, everyone was invited. Apparently there was a very wealthy man that owned an estate, a tycoon from back in the old mining days, and he was big into Halloween. Every year he threw a huge party on All Hallows Eve, and it was the event of the year.
“We should go!” Brittany squealed excitedly. “It will be a great time and you could make some new friends too!” As previously mentioned, Brittany had made a bunch of friends working at the restaurant, the social atmosphere and her bubbly personality making it natural for her. Meanwhile, Kyle was a little awkward, and worked a lot so he had only made a few acquaintances at work and that was it. This would be a great opportunity for them to get out and socialize together.
“That’s it, we’re going!” She continued, and Kyle only mildly protested.
The night of Halloween Kyle came home from work and Brittany was excited and ready to go. She was all dressed in her costume, she had settled on going as a sexy little angel, and Kyle was almost drooling at how hot she looked in the outfit. She hurried him along to get his costume together, so they could go. He got dressed in his best version of Homer Simpson, and off to the party they went.
The party was at a massive old estate on the outskirts of town, and when they arrived at the gated property, they pushed the intercom to be buzzed into the long driveway that led to the house. As they pulled up to the house Brittany looked at Kyle wide eyed, and was like,
“Oh my god, would you look at this place!” It was not just a house but a mansion, easily 10,000 square feet, three stories tall made of stone, with a steep pitched roof that had gargoyles carved into the gables of the upper dormers. There was also probably a hundred cars there, and they parked at the end of the row, and headed to the massive front entry. A doorman let them in and Brittany and Kyle were in awe, taking in the gothic architecture, the wall mounted torch sconces, and the ornate antique furniture. It was surreal, like a scene out of a movie, and the party was immersive and lively, hundreds of people mingling and milling about, everyone in costume. Brittany immediately got on her phone and texted Jenny,
“We are at the party, where are you?” She got a reply from Jenny,
“We’ll be there in a bit, it’s pretty awesome isn’t it??!!!”
“OMG girl this is CRAZY!!! See you when you get here HURRY UP!!!”
Kyle had found the bar, which was stocked with the finest wines from Napa, Bordeaux, and Champagne, as well as the most exclusive bourbons and scotches available. Kyle ordered a couple glasses of a lovely Bordeaux for Brittany and himself. They toasted each other a happy Halloween and then set their eyes upon the massive buffet spread all laid out on an endlessly long table. It was a cornucopia of aged French and Dutch cheeses, cured Spanish meats, fresh exotic fruits, and decadent chocolates. As Kyle surveyed the long table and went about making himself a large plate, Brittany mingled in and about the large crowd, smiling and saying hi to everyone that she made eye contact with. It was strange and somewhat surreal, the low murmur of people conversing, everyone’s faces obscured by masquerade and costume, and the pulsing, sensuous music in the background. She found the bathroom and stepped in to pee and freshen up. She noticed herself in the mirror, and damn, she was looking quite sexy! As she stepped out of the bathroom, she took a left down the dimly lit hallway, and decided to explore a little. The hall seemed endless and with every turn, another door. She had gotten away from everyone and suddenly found herself alone, walking through the maze of hallways in the huge house. At the next turn, she felt something on the back of her neck, like a warm breath. Startled, she turned around, but nobody was there. She brushed it off as her imagination getting the best of her, and kept walking to the end of the hall to a closed door. She stared at if for a moment, hesitating, but was suddenly overcome with the urge to see what was beyond the door. She reached out and turned the knob.
Inside, the room was dark, lit only by the moonlight coming through a lone window at the other side of the room. She strode across the room to the window, and looked out at the glowing full moon. It was a beautiful evening. Just then she the felt warm breath across her neck again, and as she quickly turned she saw a figure, a man, in a large overstuffed chair that looked like an actual throne. Brittany let out a scream.
“Oh my god you startled me, I’m sorry!”
The man, wearing a long black cape and a mask that covered most of his face, smiled at her.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” he said in a low voice. His eyes flashed a glowing red, and his smile showed a pair of long sharp teeth. Brittany thought she must be seeing things, or yes, his costume, of course. She was unsettled by his quiet presence and decided it would be best to get back to the party, but as she started for the door, the mysterious man stood and towered over her. At over six and a half feet tall, and 250 pounds of rippled , ebony muscle under his cape, he was quite a powerful presence standing between her and the door. He stared straight into her soul with his fiery red eyes, and hissed to her in a demonic voice,
“You will be mine to do as I please, and you shall obey my every command!”
Brittany was scared and cowered back. She tried to protest, stammering,
“I should probably be getting back to my husband……” but she could not escape his gaze, and felt powerless against him. She felt weak, and he took a step toward her, the moonlight from the window reflecting off of his dark skin.
“Get on your knees!” He hissed, and she instantly dropped to her knees before him. As he stood over her, blocking her exit, she saw something out of the corner of her eye. A serpent appeared from under his cape. Steely and glistening, it danced rhythmically before her, bobbing and swaying, hypnotizing her under its spell. At well over a foot in length, the serpent was creeping ever closer to her, dripping a gooey liquid as it hovered above her. Brittany swallowed hard, but as she returned her gaze to her master, he asked her,
“Is it what you want?” She could not think for herself, and was only able to react instinctively. She looked deeply in the demons eyes, and nodded.
“Then take it!” He hissed again, and she wantonly reached for the serpent, and grabbed it with both hands, trying to tame it. She kissed it and massaged the beast by stroking it up and down. Instinctively, she took the long black snake deep down her throat, and moaned loudly. She worked its length with both hands as it slithered in her grasp. She began to disappear in and out of consciousness. She could see herself outside her body, on her knees worshipping her master, and as she was watching herself she saw a gallery of people in the shadows, all masked, watching her perform acts thats she would have never imagined doing. When she opened her eyes, she was back on her knees looking up at her master, and the people were gone. She felt like she was out of her mind, yet she was overcome with absolute lust and desire, like she had never felt before.
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Kyle had lost his wife. He had downed the plate of exquisite charcuterie, refilled his wine, and was now searching for Brittany. He looked all around the large ball room, through the swarms of people until he came to a long hallway. It was dark, and he stumbled down it, completely embodying the clumsy oaf he had dressed himself up as. As he got further down the hallway he heard a woman’s voice, either in distress or the throes of passion, he couldn’t quite tell.
“Brittany??!!” He called out, but he got no answer. As he got to the end of the hallway to the closed door, he reached for the knob and opened it. He fell into the room and stood there, in shock by what he saw. His wife, knelt before a demon like creature, who was naked except for a cape, and her face was buried in between his legs. A gallery of masked onlookers leered from the depths of the room, silently cheering on his wife’s performance. The beast turned to look at Kyle with blazing red eyes, and Kyle fell back against the wall. The demon laughed a wicked laugh, and bellowed out,
“You’re just in time boy! I want you to watch me take possession of your wife!” He laughed again, and Kyle saw Brittany peer from around the cape, looking at Kyle with empty, wanton eyes. Then she smiled, as the demon scooped her up over his shoulder and threw her down across his leather throne. As she laid there, the demon pressed his lips to hers and his tongue danced with hers in passion. She was foggy with desire and the demon then sank his two fangs deep in to her vulnerable neck. She moaned loudly, as the pain hurt so incredibly good, and then he hissed in her ear,
“Spread your legs for me!” She spread her legs as wide as she could. With one hand, he ripped her clothing off of her, leaving her completely naked. He reached his other hand between her legs, cupping her womanhood, and slid his long fingers inside her. She quivered and convulsed in immediate orgasm, her moans loud and wailing.
Kyle could do nothing but watch, as the beast sneered back at him as he stood before his wife, and then he watched as the demon’s serpent crept closer and closer to her. It reared its head and leaped toward her, finding her tender open hole. With that, his darkness entered her pale white body and the Incubus became one with Brittany. The beast proceeded to defile Kyle’s wife right before his eyes, and the serpent was visible in her belly with each thrust of the beast’s hips.
“I own her now boy, do you understand??!!!” Brittany was moaning and flailing about, her breasts heaving with the rhythm of his thrusts, and Kyle knew it was true. The demon was giving his wife the most carnal passion and pleasure that he could never have given her, although it seemed to Kyle that the vigorous treatment of his wife must certainly be more pain than pleasure. To the contrary, Brittany was in absolute *******, speaking in a language Kyle had never heard before. As she cried out in the foreign language, wave after wave of continuous orgasm rolled through her, and her body convulsed and quivered uncontrollably. This went on for seemingly hours, and Kyle was dizzy and couldn’t seem to focus his vision. It was a nightmare that he just wanted to be over but the beast just wouldn’t stop impaling his wife with the dark serpent deep inside her. The demon was obviously enjoying his conquest, and though Brittany was surely exhausted, she begged him,
“Please don’t stop!”
The beast began laughing maniacally, giving Brittany what she was begging for, and in that moment Kyle watched as her body began to rise and float in the air, the serpent swirling within her, and she shook and convulsed in lust driven orgasm. As her body continued to float in the air, the Incubus had finally reached his climax and roared out as he buried the serpent deep in Brittany’s womb, impregnating her with his wicked spawn. She felt the serpent writhing inside her, continuously pulsing and spewing demon seed, coating her ovum. Completely satiated and spent, Brittany *******. The beast withdrew the serpent, still oozing, from inside her pale limp body. He sneered at Kyle and laughed an evil laugh as he bellowed out,
“We shall meet again for the birth of my chi*ld! Until then you will continue to care for her in my absence!” With that, he was gone, and Kyle descended into a foggy haze of unconsciousness.
The next thing that Brittany and Kyle realized, they awoke in their own bed. The light of day was bright and high in the sky. They looked at each other, bewildered.
“Do you remember anything about last night?” Kyle asked her.
“Not really, do you?” She didn’t want to say what she remembered. Kyle didn’t want to mention anything either, and they both simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief. It had to have been a weird dream didn’t it? It seemed real but there is no way it could have been, right? They embraced in a loving hug for a moment, and when Kyle opened his eyes, he saw it. On his wife’s neck, there was no mistaking what he saw - A bloody bite mark……….
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The follow up to the story goes like this. Brittany told her friend Jenny what happened at the party. It seemed like something made up, obviously, but Brittany was emphatic in her truthfulness. She showed Jenny the strange bite mark on her neck. Given the wild nature of Brittany’s claims, Jenny could not help but repeat the story a couple times to others. Soon, the story got out, being whispered around town, with everyone gossiping and speculating about what, if anything, actually happened. Nobody remembered seeing a tall muscular black man in a cape at the party that night, so was it all just made up? Not long after that though, Brittany began showing, her pregnant belly swelling with chi*ld. The couple then abruptly packed up and left town, and nobody heard from them again. No contact, no social media, they just disappeared. Nobody seems to know what happened to them, which obviously left everyone wondering if what they said happened was actually true.
As I said at the beginning, many dismissed the story as pure fiction, others absolutely believe it happened, and that the demon is walking among us. Myself personally, I hope it’s not true.
The End.
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