Page 29 of Possess Us
But I’m just part of the show. Another pig for the slaughter.
I look all around, desperate to find Lust. He’s here. He has to be! He’ll help me. He’ll cast his lust magic and soon, everyone here will be lost in the throes of devastating need.
My eyes scan all around.
But I can’t see him. I look in every shadow. In every corner.
He’s nowhere to be seen.
I’m looking all around a room of monsters for a demon to save me.
I am clearly a fucking idiot.
Demons lie.
Rule number one.
Only I would be hopeful that a servant of the devil would come to my rescue.
As I thrash and scream, fighting like a feral beast to get free, these men easily manhandle me onto the steel table. Their years of experience shine through at how easily I’m strapped down. The leather cuffs are buckled around my ankles and wrists in seconds.
I know the only way I get out of here is if I’m set free. I slump, my head hitting the steel table hard as I try to calm my breathing. To slow down my heart. I close my eyes.
‘Please help me,’ I whisper to the demons still inside me.
They don’t reply. I don’t even feel them.
Calm. The fuck. Down. I won’t be any better off if I let fear claim me.
When I open my eyes, the ring mistress stands over me, grinning like a sly cat. She tilts her head and sighs.
‘No one has ever willingly walked back into my little playhouse. Did you miss us?’ She bops the end of my nose and lets out a sickly little giggle. ‘I am so glad that of all my little birds I have sold, you are the one to fly back home. I missed you.’
Flashes of our time together crash through my mind. The way she tormented us in the cages, locked up like animals. She would hold dog bowls of scraps and refuse to give them to me unless I performed.
Sometimes she just wanted me to sit in the corner. Once, she made me slap myself over and over before she would give it to me. And she liked to prepare me for my new masters.
A virgin conduit is no good.
She “broke me in” with various toys she more than enjoyed using on me.
Strapped down and sobbing as she descended on me with vibrators and large dildos.
I lunge and sink my teeth into her outstretched finger. I know I’m fucked, but I’ll be damned if I don’t give her something to remember me by before I go through whatever she has planned. I bite down hard. Harder than I ever have before, and if her bony little finger wasn’t between my teeth, I think they would have shattered.
She screams, and my mouth fills with blood as flesh and muscle tear. I rip and snarl like a dog until my teeth meet bone, and with a final yank, her hand pulls back with a beautiful stub and her finger in my mouth. I spit it out and force out a laugh, looking her dead in her soulless eyes. Her blood drips down my chin as she looks at me in utter shock.
She never expected that to happen.
And yes, I know I’m in serious shit now, but the shock and pain I see in her is worth anything that may be to come.
It’s a strange peace when you know you’re doomed anyway. So what the fuck. I may as well give these fuckers a bad day, too.
Her shock turns to disdain as she steps back.
‘A special show for you all, ladies and gentlemen,’ she pants through angry breaths she desperately tries to control. The veins in her neck bulge as she clasps her bleeding hand. ‘A true Halloween massacre worthy of my wonderful guests.’
She steps away and takes a towel that one of the men in suits offers, pressing it to the wound.
