Demon in Disguise (Masters of the Incubus - Part One) (5 page)

“You’re mine. You belong to me now.” He menacingly nipped at her earlobe with his teeth.

“Yes…oh yes…but—”

“There are no buts, little one.” This time he grazed her ear with his teeth, mercilessly torturing the delicate shell-like bone structure, causing her mouth to fall open and a whimper of submission to sexily hiss from those perfect rosebud lips.

Lacey was close, so very close to becoming his property until the end of time. Just the smallest slither of resistance now remained. For her transformation from human to demon to be complete, he needed absolute power over this exquisite creature. Ninety-nine percent was not enough. He needed and demanded total control. She wouldn’t give up her old life without a fight though, because just the smallest remnants of the old Lacey continued to frustrate and defy him.

Kurt figured she was one hell of a strong-minded woman in her life outside Club Incubus. That was good. He liked a woman with spirit, because when his will finally overpowered hers, his victory would be all the sweeter because of it. Over the last two centuries, his mighty will had broken even the strongest of women, and however hard she fought Lacey would be no exception.

His cock resembled a rod of wrought iron. Fuck he was hard. Kurt instinctively knew that his prick wouldn’t relent until it had its fill of Lacey’s oh-so-fuckable body. As he curled his fingers around the neckline of her silk blouse, his heart beat so fast that he could think of nothing else but possessing her unconditionally.

“Woman, you will be mine.”

Her eyes widened with a combination of fear and sexual arousal, and her tongue darted out to feverishly swipe her lips. “Yes.”

He ripped her blouse from her trembling body, reveling in the noise it made and the feel of the delicate material that held her bodily warmth.

“Yes, Kurt. Oh yes…” Her resistance was almost gone, and just a slither of that tiny slither now remained.

Soon she would be his soul mate for eternity.

Closing in for the kill, he dropped to his knees and hungrily feasted on her magnificent breasts. Kurt couldn’t get enough of her as he licked, sucked, and kissed the wonderful female form, occasionally biting her achingly gorgeous erect nipples as he molded her tits into any shape that pleased him.

A trickle of feminine perspiration slowly ran between the creamy mounds of flesh, and his cock twitched expectantly in his leather jeans as he swiped it away with his tongue.

“Mmm, you taste so good. Thank your Master for his compliment.”

“Thank you, Sir. Oh thank you. You are too good to me. Too kind.” Lacey’s words were breathy, and he enjoyed the way her fingers feathered through his hair as she spoke.

“Yes indeed, little one. If I have a failing, it is that I’m too benevolent at times.”

Every passing second she became more compliant, more malleable, and he knew he was winning the battle to make Lacey his soul mate for the rest of eternity.

The short leather skirt she wore turned him on, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of the creamy feminine flesh that existed between the top of her thigh-length leather boots and the hem of her miniskirt.

“Mmm. you have such long, long, legs. Legs that seem to go on forever.”

Wanting her…needing her, Kurt ran his fingers down Lacey’s leather-encased legs, slowly drawing down the zipper until it finally stopped at her shapely ankle. He performed the exact same procedure on her other leg before completely removing the sexy footwear.

“You are blessed. You have perfect feet and toes, little one. Perfect thighs and calves too.” As she stood before him, he couldn’t resist licking her, basting her from her ankle to the very top of her thigh. “Mmm…your flesh is so creamy smooth. It takes on an almost translucent quality.”

Her legs trembled submissively as his probing tongue slowly meandered from ankle to thigh again. “Thank you, Sir. Oh God thank you.”

Kurt smiled as he released the catch on the tiny leather skirt before tossing it to one side, allowing his finger to briefly tease the front of her panties as he did so.

Lacey was so very nearly his. There was no way back to the dull black and white world she used to inhabit. Slowly, oh so very slowly and with his cock demanding its release, he started to slide her panties down the silky smooth thighs that excited him so much.

“Oh God. Oh dear God. Oh dear God, Kurt?”

He smiled again as her hands fisted more tightly into his hair. “Let me assure you, little one, that God has absolutely nothing to do with why you’re feeling so fucking good right now.”

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry.”

“Now step out of your panties.” It wasn’t a request but a demand.

Lacey complied immediately, and Kurt knew that mere embers of her old life now existed. The most perfect pussy imaginable greeted his hungry eyes, making Kurt slowly shake his head with the sheer beauty and majesty of what he witnessed.

“ Little one, you do not disappoint your new master. You look after yourself that is clear to see, and you obviously take pride in your femininity.”

“Yes, Sir. I do.”

“Your cunt is immaculate. Silky smooth just as I demand, and waiting for my tongue to slip inside it.”

Lacey threw back her head. “Yes, oh yes. Oh, dear God, yes.”

Her first reference in thanking God for feeling so good about herself was faintly amusing. However, her reliance on this so-called all-powerful being was starting to piss Kurt off.

“There is no evidence to suggest that God actually exists, anymore than Superman, Batman, Santa Claus or any other fictional superhero. God only exists in the minds of people who need a crutch to help them stand on their own two feet. You don’t need the help of this imaginary superhero anymore, little one, because you have me to guide you now.”

“Yes. Thank you, Master.”

“The devil on the other hand is a living breathing entity, whom I can personally vouch for.”

Kurt felt the erotic sensation physically gnaw into his bones. The incredible life force he experienced manifested itself as a wonderful sense of well-being. Lacey was his for eternity, because the changeling process was now one hundred percent complete. Feeling as though he could create and destroy worlds with no more than a click of his fingers, he decided to flex his muscles a little before devouring every inch of her creamy flesh.

He felt omnipotent as she stood totally naked and trembling before him.

“Who is your Master, little one?”

“You are, Sir. You are my Master for all eternity.”

“ Excellent. And what of this God delusion? You seem keen on using this impostor’s name whenever I pleasure you. Surely you know this displeases your Master?”

Kurt enjoyed the way Lacey shook her head before staring submissively at the floor. “God doesn’t really exist, Master. He exists only in the minds of people who are unable to make their own way through life. God is an illusion for sad pathetic individuals who don’t have a powerful yet sometimes benevolent Master to see to their needs like I do.”

“Correct. I have taught you well, child.”

“Yes, Master, and I thank you for the new life you have gifted me.”

“And what of the Devil, the taker of souls?”

“The Devil exists. You are living proof of that.”

“Indeed I am, little one, and to make sure that your God delusion is gone for good, it is my duty as your Master to discipline you before our flesh becomes as one.”

“Yes, Master.”

Her unconditional submission became more visible, because she trembled uncontrollably with the realization of what his words meant. He liked that. Demons thrived on the fear of lesser mortals.

“Do you see the leather sawhorse over there?”

“Yes, Master, I do.”

“Then I demand that you lay your silken body over it.”

She complied immediately all resistance now gone.

“As a demonstration of my absolute power over you, I shall beat the embers of this God delusion from your creamy ass with my bare hands.”

“Yes, Master, and I deserve your discipline.” Her breathing was fast with a combination of fear, anticipation, and wanton sexual arousal.

Her ass was as perfect as her tits as it presented itself to him. The hardness of his cock was unrelenting as he stared longingly at the voluptuous creamy globes of feminine flesh. “Hmm, now what shade of red should your Master choose for your ass cheeks?”

“Whatever shade of red my Master desires,” came the breathy reply.

“Yes. Whatever your Master desires is the correct answer, little one. I believe a deep lustrous shade of red would be appropriate to beat the God from you.”

“Yes, Master. A deep lustrous red.”

The erotic noise as the palm of his hand impacted her bare butt echoed around the Vault, reverberating off the ancient stone walls. He’d heard that exact same sound many times before over the decades and centuries, but with Lacey as his chosen one, the experience somehow felt all the more special.

Her beautiful naked body jolted from the pain, twisting and turning like a coiled serpent as she writhed seductively on the leather sawhorse.

“And what of God?”

“He doesn’t exist, Master.”

He slapped her bare ass again, harder this time, making the color of those delicious butt cheeks match. Kurt knew everything about Lacey now, because she was his soul mate, and despite the physical pain, he instinctively knew she got as much pleasure from receiving her spanking as he got from administering it.

“Again. And what of God?”

“He doesn’t exist,” she sobbed quietly now. “Please believe me, Master, I would never lie to you.”

Kurt knew that, but his authority needed to be absolute. The palm of his hand impacted her reddened ass for a third time, and his rock-hard prick twitched uncomfortably in his leather jeans. He smiled again as spank number four evened up the stinging redness afflicting her shapely rump. After the pain would come the pleasure.

“Again and what of God?”

“Please, Master, please, I’m begging you to believe me when I say that he doesn’t exist and never did.”

Totally culled and submissive, she sobbed pathetically as she lay naked and vulnerable across the sawhorse. “Please, please, you are my everything. Without you this wretched child is nothing.”

Feeling satisfied with a job well done, he reached over and feathered his fingers through her silky yet perspiration-soaked hair.

“Have you learned your lesson, little one?”

“Oh yes. Yes. Yes, Master. Truly I have.”

“I see” He tenderly ran his fingers along the length of her flawless back. “Then your Master is benevolent enough to kiss away the stinging sensation from your cute little ass. Thank your Master.”

“Oh thank you. Thank you. Thank you, Master.”

* * * *

Lacey knew exactly where she was, and with whom. She was in the Vault at Club Incubus with Kurt. If only things were that simple.

She felt…she felt… Lacey couldn’t quite articulate how she felt as Kurt’s wonderful lips soothed away the burn from her reddened ass. She tried to make sense of her thoughts again as his tongue snaked between her butt cheeks and explored the rim of her puckered hole. Whatever she did feel right now she knew it was good. Almost too good, because the exquisite sensation as he pulled apart her ass cheeks with his hands before burying his nose in her crease told her that this man, or should that be this “otherworldly being,” adored every single inch of her body.

“Master, that feels so good.”

“You will find that should you displease your Master strict discipline will follow. However, should you please your Master the rewards, sexual or otherwise, can be almost limitless.”

“Yes. Yes I see that now, Master.” Almost as though peering through a veil of unreality, Lacey started to see glimpses of the wonderful future that lay ahead of her. “Yes, I think that I’m beginning to understand.”

Lacey felt his all-knowing lips tease the base of her spine, and she sighed contentedly as those same lips traced their way up her back with a series of butterfly kisses. “Oh, Master, why do I feel so good? Why do I feel so happy?”

“Because the struggle to hold on to your old life is over, little one.”

Kurt was right. He was right about everything, and she now believed his powers to be without limits. “Yes, Master, and us being together for all eternity is how it was always meant to be?”

“Yes.”

“Our destiny?”

“Yes.” After adoring her naked back she felt her Master’s breath on her neck. “Your old life is in the past now, and with each passing second as my soul mate it will disappear from your thoughts.”

This achingly gorgeous and enigmatic superbeing was right again, because try as she might, Lacey couldn’t recall the name of the girl she’d come to Club Incubus with. She didn’t care about such trivia anymore, because all that existed was Kurt and herself—cocooned in a bubble of wonderment until time slowed down and then finally stopped.

As he stood naked behind her. She hadn’t heard him remove his clothes, but then why should she? Kurt didn’t play by the same rules as mere mortals. He was the devil incarnate—a demon in disguise who could therefore bend and shape reality into any form he desired. He was magnificent… He was all-powerful.