The Ritual

** AUTHOR'S NOTE: Below you will find my original story I wrote before I attempted to shorten it to 750 words as an experimental challenge for the Halloween writing event. 750 words was so much harder than I thought it would be, and I think I failed at it. So, I have decided to publish this longer, 1,500 word version that was my original intent. Please be warned this story involves a demon, a witch, light BDSM, a bit of horror, and elements of non-consent, so if any of these things bother you on a personal level, please stop here. Happy Halloween, and stay sexy, Lit! =) **

The Ritual

I took one last look at the dark sky above as the blue moon peeked out from behind a drifting cloud. A full moon during All Hallow's Eve was a rare occurrence; the next would not be coming for another 19 years, and I'd be pushing fifty years old by then and not have the strength for another attempt.

It was now or never.

My black fingernails scraped gently over the stone before my palm pressed into it. My breasts heaved underneath the only covering I wore this night: a crimson robe, just as the witches of old had done.

The stone circle pulsed beneath my hand as I whispered the incantation for a third time in a tongue I barely understood.

And then it happened.

In the circle of damp dirt, twenty feet in diameter, I had cleared earlier in the day, the torches I had staked around the perimeter roared to life as I heard it. The low, deep, resonant note vibrated through my entire body just as a portal, as black as deep space, began to open beneath me. I scurried away and watched it grow.

The first thing to rise out of the void was a set of black horns. No. Not black. Covered in some viscous, oily filth that glistened in the moon and torchlight. And then I saw its face. At first I thought it was hound-like, then that of a raven, or was it a goat? Was it changing? Were my eyes being tricked? I did not know.

His eyes were pools of the purest poison, a sickly deep green around the edges, and glowing yellow towards the center.

Brimstone. Ash. Sulfur.

Death.

Those were the smells that invaded my nostrils, causing me to dry heave before the massive form in front of me.

It was only when I realized I had been staring in confusion for too long, contemplating the decisions that had led me to this very moment, that I realized the demon had fully risen. Its skin, or oil, or whatever it was, seemed to move slowly over its body, as if it were a second entity covering the demon I had just unwisely summoned.

The thing took a step towards me and I screamed, turning on my knees and scrambling for the only safety I knew of: The other side of the runed circle I had drawn, past the torches.

Something sticky and sickening wrapped around my ankles and pulled me backward and out of my robe, my bare, porcelain skin dragging over the dirt and rocks as I clawed at it to no avail. I rolled over onto my back before I came to a stop, dirt and mud smeared over me as blood began to bead through the scratches.

More slick, black ropes shot out from his arms, cuffing my wrists and pulling me up onto my knees, then forcing my hands behind my back.

The Demon stepped forward, and I saw a long, vertical cylindrical object appear on his abdomen, perhaps a foot in length. The top of it detached and began to lower itself, as if it were hinged to his crotch. I imagined what was going to happen next before it unfolded in truth.

The head of a demonic cock, seemingly glowing from within as if it were molten lava, slowly slid out from the oily tube and pushed itself up against my lips. I looked up, my locked wrists protesting, but he did not care. He simply tilted his horned head, and I swear I saw its animalistic head arch an eyebrow.

Our eyes were locked.

He wanted my submission, and I was in no position to defy him.

I opened my lips and waited for him to push it inside, but he did not. He waited. He waited for me to do it willingly... and with a shudder, I did as I was silently asked.

I obeyed my new master.

The moment my lips slid over the ridge of his cock's head, another tendril wrapped around my neck, pulling and forcing me to take all of him deep into my throat. I choked on it, but did the best I could as the coils tightened and forced my head back and forth along his girthy, slick length.

I could not see, but I felt more of his rope-like appendages slithering up my supple, pale thighs. Something attached to my clitoris, like a suction cup, as another slid inside my entrance. I tried to gasp in reflex, but could not, and as the things below played with my most intimate parts and pushed further into me, I could not help but to moan.

My hands were released and grasped his gigantic cock with both and began stroking along it as I continued to suck him.

A garbled scream left my throat as more of his coils unceremoniously invaded the dark hole of my ass that had never been touched by another before. I was being filled and groped everywhere. Even the nipples of my breasts were being sucked, pinched, and pulled, all at the same time. My senses were overloaded, and still he demanded more of me.

After an unknowable amount of time, he withdrew everything from me with a jerk. But before I could even catch my breath, the tendrils came back and forced me on to my hands and knees.

He circled around behind me as the things lifted my ass up high, exposing me to him completely for his pleasure.

I looked back behind me over my shoulder just in time to see him raise an arm up in the air. I watched it come back down with nine oily strips that whipped across my back. I screamed and begged for mercy.

But there would be none this night.

He whipped and spanked me until I went numb and begged him to either fuck me or end me. I understood his choice as the former as his molten cock pressed up against my wet cunt, and I thanked him with tears in my eyes.

The heat of him was searing as his impossibly thick cock burrowed further into me. I stretched beyond what I thought was possible. And this was just the beginning. His hand came down with a mighty slap against my rear and then thrust himself into me, forcing me to take all of him as his demonic ropes held me in place.

The pace he set was relentless. It was obvious I was nothing but a vessel for his pleasure, but soon enough, I did not care. I responded in kind as I felt him bury himself inside me over and over again, feeling as if he were literally attempting to reach my stomach.

The talons on his fingers scratched over my tits, and his sticky snakes suckled my clit once more. It wasn't long before I felt my climax approaching.

I pushed my ass back into him, our bodies clapping sickeningly as I moaned like an animal in heat.

He thrust harder.

Faster.

I was the one who broke first, and the most terrifying orgasm tore through me like nothing had before or ever would again. He howled, and his seed burst forth inside of me. I felt the lava flow from his cock and through the passage within me, and knew then that I had been mistaken. Indeed, I was more than just a mere plaything for him... more than just a mortal fuck toy.

I was to be a carrier for his offspring.

Without warning, I was released, and I fell into a boneless heap as he stared down at me. He chortled, as only a demon could, at the sight of my broken form beneath him.

Then, without another word, he stepped back towards the pitch-black portal and sank into it.

The torches died, leaving only smoke trails. The forest fell silent. The only sound was my ragged breathing as I lay there. Each and every muscle ached and screamed.

I cried quietly to myself, but even then I felt the truth come to the surface.

I wanted more.

And even though that horrified me to the point of sickness, it was an undeniable desire that I knew had been branded into me.

I was already craving the chance to summon him again, nineteen years from now, even if my future, older self would likely not survive the experience. I didn't just want it. I needed it.

My hand rubbed over my belly that already felt fuller than before. I did not know what horrors awaited me, but I discovered I didn't really care anymore. My master and our demon spawn were my life now.