Fraternity from Hell

Author's Notes: This story is an entry for the 2026 Halloween contest. As it is an erotic horror story, it contains violence, blood, supernatural but also some reluctant/non-consensual sex. However, at its heart, it's a love story.

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Fraternity From Hell

The Exchange Student

Enzo looked at the clock on his phone and shook his head. Time often crawled almost to a stop when he was working as an analyst at the finance center of Royce College. The midterms had come and gone and as a result, no student stopped looking for help. Halloween was coming up and they had other things on their minds.

Three and a half hours left on my shift. How am I going to stay awake?

Enzo was on a full scholarship, but Royce College required that he provide a service to the school, which was the polite way of saying that he needed to work for the College as part of the payment of his tuition fees. He could have been a resident assistant, a tutor, or a waiter in the faculty dining room but had chosen to be an analyst in the finance center. After all, he was a finance major, and it was a very easy job other than during exam time. The hardest part was fighting the boredom of sitting at a desk with nothing to do and no one to talk to.

Royce College was a private higher education institution that was primarily attended by wealthy students. It was very difficult to get in unless you were a legacy candidate. Enzo was an exception. He came from the toughest part of town, the wrong side of the track, as he liked to say. He quickly realized that he had nothing in common with the ultra-rich majority of the students and that the coed population has no interest in a smart but poor man. In addition, he was short and not particularly athletic in a place where looks were valued second only to money.

The first year had been difficult but Enzo quickly understood the reality of the situation. He wouldn't find love, and he wouldn't make lifelong friends at Royce College. He'd get a degree that he could leverage into a well-paying job. Initially, he used to go back to his old neighborhood when the loneliness was becoming too much, but overtime he learned to live with it. Now that he was a senior, he was counting the days until graduation when he could finally move on with his life.

"Excuse me, can you help me?"

Enzo raised his eyes and stilled as his gaze fell on an incredibly gorgeous woman. She had pitch-black hair, shiny blue eyes and a face like those designed by the Renaissance artists.

Enzo swallowed hard, having trouble making eye contact with her.

"Yes..., what do you need help with?"

She smiled and Enzo felt his heart melt in his chest. "I'm a transfer student and I have this assignment that requires me to download data from the financial databases."

"Let me see the assignment to see exactly what you need."

The woman opened her laptop and showed it to him. He was familiar with it as he had to do it in his junior year.

"Yeah, I can help with that, but this isn't due for another 3 or 4 weeks. Why are you starting so early?"

"I want to get ahead on my homework, that's all."

"I can help you. Let's go to one of the Bloomberg terminals. I'm Enzo by the way."

"I know. I can read your name tag."

Enzo waited for her name, but she didn't volunteer it.

You dumb fuck. Getting your hopes up in this place. You're invisible and you know it. You've no money, no rich parents, you're short and the opposite of a stud. Why would she want to know you?

He showed her how to download the data and said, "Let me know if you've any problems."

Enzo returned to the analyst's desk and observed her. She looked like a magazine model. Her voice pulled him out from his daydream about her.

"How do I save this data to my laptop?"

He joined her at the terminal and standing close enough to smell her perfume, he started the mail program.

"Just email yourself the file."

Enzo watched as she entered her email address.

Andrea Richert. At least now I know your name, not that it matters.

After she pressed the send button, he told her, "You're all set. Anything else I can help you with?"

She shook her head, got up and left the finance center.

The Dining Hall

That evening Enzo went to the dining hall for dinner and was surprised to see Andrea already there, eating alone. He knew what that felt like and so he approached her, thinking she might like some company.

"Do you mind if I join you?"

"Of course not. I hate to eat alone."

Enzo sat down and after a slightly awkward silence, said, "You never told me your name."

She bit her lower lips and smiled. "Andrea. But you already knew that."

He lowered his eyes. "Yes, I did."

"So why ask?"

Enzo rubbed one hand over his face, before saying. "I don't know. I guess I had no idea how else to start the conversation."

Andrea had a slight laugh. "Awkward and shy. Interesting."

Enzo's face turned bright red and pearls of sweat appeared on his forehead. "Anyway, where did you transfer from?"

"The City Community College. Triple C as we call it."

He took a closer look at Andrea and realized that she was likely older than your typical 20-year-old. If he had to guess, Enzo would say that she was mid to late twenties.

Yeah, that makes sense, he thought. Triple C students tend to be older and are trying to put their life back on the right track.

"I didn't know Royce admitted transfer students from Triple C."

"They don't but I'm a special case."

Enzo waited for Andrea to say more but she didn't.

"How do you like Royce so far?"

"I love it. The professors are very nice, the campus is beautiful and the student body is..., wow!"

She focused her attention on a group of fraternity brothers who had just entered the dining hall.

"Who are these guys?"

Enzo shook his head in disgust. "The morons from Alpha Beta Gamma."

"Not a big fan of frats, I can tell. Who's the one holding court?"

Andrea pointed to the man who was the center of attention of the group. He was everything Enzo was not. He was tall, blond, muscular, popular, had money, rich parents, and could have any girl he wanted on campus.

"Charles Proctor the fourth. President of the most exclusive frat on campus. He is as popular as he is dumb. Got in because all the Charles Proctors have gone to Royce College."

Andrea was focusing on Charles with an intensity that Enzo didn't expect. When Charles noticed her, she fluttered her eyes, made a silly face and told Enzo, "Let's go."

Enzo followed her out, noticing that she was swaying her hips in an exaggerated movement.

As soon as they were outside, a very serious look appeared on her face. "I've got to go. Thanks for having dinner with me."

She left Enzo standing by himself outside the dining hall.

As Andrea walked across the campus, she second guessed her actions. She'd had to put on that show for Proctor, her target.

Shit, what if Enzo noticed my weird alter-ego behavior? Maybe I should avoid him until I've done what I came here to do.

The Finance Center

Over the next several days, Enzo looked for Andrea but couldn't find her. He felt that she was avoiding him.

I don't blame her. Why would she waste her time with a guy like me when she could have any of the trust fund babies walking around campus?

He had given up and was back in the finance center, trying to stay awake when Andrea seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"Hi Enzo. Can I ask you a favor?"

His eyes lit up. "Anything."

Andrea smiled. "Can you look at my project?"

Enzo tried to hide his disappointment but failed to do so. "Oh. Okay. I guess I can have a look."

He reviewed the work and kept nodding at what he was seeing. "Andrea, did you have AI help you or did you do all of it by yourself?"

"I hate AI and don't know how to use it."

"Then this is excellent. I'm impressed. This is an incredible quality of work. Way above the usual output I see from the students that come for help. I think that it might be better than what I did last year."

A huge smile appeared on Andrea's face. "You're too kind."

"No, I mean it. You're definitively an excellent finance major. What part of the industry are you looking to work for?"

She was about to answer when Charles Proctor strolled in and approached them, completely ignoring Enzo.

"Here you are. I've been looking for you since I saw you in the dining hall. I'm Charles."

Andrea crossed and uncrossed her legs, twirled a strand of hair around her finger while she shook Charles by the hand. In a childish tone, she replied, "I'm Andrea. So nice to meet you." Then she giggled the way a child would after hearing their first swear word.

Enzo was flabbergasted.

What is going on? One second, she's as smart as a tack and then Proctor shows up and she becomes an infantile bimbo?

"Are you new on campus?"

"I just transferred."

"Welcome to Royce College. I'm sure that you're gonna love it. Come on, I'll show you around."

Andrea opened her eyes wide as if he'd bestowed a beautiful gift on her. "Oh... would you? That'd be great."

As she stood to leave with Charles, she gave Enzo a quick glance of apology but still left with Proctor without inviting Enzo along.

Enzo slumped in his seat, defeated.

She's a smart woman but she'll play the bimbo to make that piece of shit feel manly and good about himself. I hate this place.

Thirty minutes later, Andrea returned to pick up her laptop and her backpack.

"So, did you enjoy your personalized tour?"

She rolled her eyes but didn't reply.

"Explain something to me, would ya? You're a smart woman. Why are you acting like an airhead bimbo for Proctor?"

For a second she looked unsettled but then she smiled and said in her normal voice, "Thanks for calling me smart, Enzo. I'm sorry, but I've got to go. See you around."

As Andrea left, she could feel Enzo's confusion around what had just happened, but she couldn't let him get in the way of her plan and yet he was kind, gentle, intelligent and observant and he'd called her smart. She didn't think she could stay away.

Could the Oracle have been talking about him?

The Invite

Over the next week, Enzo saw more of Andrea than he'd expected as she visited the finance center every day despite her project being complete. They began having deep and rich conversations about all kinds of topics and he was impressed by her knowledge and maturity.

I don't understand why such a smart woman would play dumb for the Charles Proctors of the world. And..., she's definitely not 20 or 21. She's older than that.

Enzo felt very attracted to the "smart" Andrea and decided that he would never forgive himself if he didn't at least try to make a move and ask her out. Halloween was coming and he thought about inviting her to a Halloween party. It had to be an off-campus one as he would never be able to crash one organized by a fraternity. He decided to call Rocky for help.

Rocky was Enzo's childhood friend and, in many ways, like a big brother to him. They'd grown up in the same 'slum' neighborhood where Rocky was the first one to recognize that Enzo was the smartest kid around. He'd taken the youngster under his wing, encouraged him to stay in school and pushed him to work hard, just like Rocky did himself. Enzo had listened because he respected Rocky. Rather than rising through the ranks of the organized crime gang in the neighborhood, Rocky had managed to take his father's bakery and expand it into a legitimate catering company.

The turning point came when Rocky rejected all advances from organized crime and had won the contract to cater for an event run by a local charity. From his first years in college, Enzo was able to teach Rocky about procurement, distribution and marketing costs and how to weigh them against revenue. Enzo also helped him balance ambition with what was realistically achievable. This meant that when the charity event brought Rocky's company to the notice of the wealthy patrons of the charity and began hiring him to cater for their private events, Rocky was ready to take advantage of the influx of clients.

Under Enzo's financial guidance, Rocky had built a highly profitable operation and soon expanded. For Rocky, Enzo was more than just a childhood friend; he became the one person who could translate the confusing world of finance into something Rocky could understand, manage and profit from.

Whenever Enzo visited the neighborhood, he made a point of seeing Rocky. He would go through the books, review the numbers, and look at the operations. He had become Rocky's unofficial business consultant. Rocky often offered to pay him, but Enzo always refused. He didn't want money to taint their friendship.

Rocky picked up on the second ring. "What's up Einstein?"

That was Enzo's nickname in the neighborhood.

"Rocky, I need a favor. I want to impress this girl, and I need to take her to one of the fancy Halloween parties you have access to."

"So, you want to impress a girl. Einstein is in love. What happened? I thought that the bitches didn't care about someone who wasn't a trust fund baby."

"She's different. She's a transfer student. She's smart. She never talks about money. Anyway, if I could take her to a fancy party, maybe she would finally see me."

"Or she could find a rich guy and fuck him. Anyway, I'll get you in. One of my best customers is renting this bar and the party is a blast. I went last year and had a great time."

"Thank you Rocky. I owe you one."

"No, you don't.""

"How is the business going?"

"Next time you're in the hood, we need to talk. The input prices are rising and I'm not sure how much to increase the price to the customers."

"Classical cost increase issue. We'll talk soon."

Enzo felt better. All he needed now was to ask Andrea out. He went to the dining hall and found her all alone. He sat next to her.

"How are you doing, Andrea? Very happy to see you."

"I'm great. Just getting used to the lousy food they serve here."

"I don't think that you'll ever get used to it. Anyway, I have a question to ask you."

Before Enzo could speak, Charles Proctor appeared. "Andrea, I've been looking all over campus for you."

Andrea turned red and giggled. "You found me."

"Halloween night, Alpha Beta Gamma are having a Halloween party, and I want you to come."

Andrea smiled broadly and clapped her hands. In that awful childish voice she said, "Yes, yes, yes. Oh, I'm so happy. What costume should I wear?"

Charles looked at her for a second. "I think that you should come as a witch. A sexy witch. The party starts at 8:00 PM, so be there at 8:30."

Andrea bounced on her chair like a child that had just opened their first birthday present. "I will. I will. Thank you so much."

Smiling, Charles said, "See you then" and left.

As soon as he was out of view, Andrea turned toward Enzo and in a normal voice, said, "What did you want to ask me?"

His heart was crushed into a thousand pieces, so Enzo just replied, "Nothing important."

As Enzo left the dining room, he thought. I guess I better tell Rocky we won't be going to the party. I can't believe Proctor got there first.

Andrea looked at him and opened her mouth but said nothing.

The mission. I need to focus on the mission.

Two Days Before Halloween

Enzo spent the week leading to Halloween doing his best to avoid Andrea. She stopped by the finance center to talk to him, but he kept telling her that he had to do some research and download some data for a professor. It was a lie, but she bought it.

She's just like the rest of them, he told himself again and again. Attracted to money, good looks and prestige like a moth to a flame. I don't blame her. I'm the lowest point on the totem pole of desirability.

Slightly depressed later, he was sitting in the common room of the on-campus accommodation and was thinking what he would do on Halloween night when he overheard a conversation between two fraternity brothers, Paul Higgins Jr and Peter Hopkins the third.

"I just spoke with Charles, and he told me he got the perfect specimen for the Halloween party."

"What do you mean?"

"He's seducing this coed transfer, and she'll be all ready for the "sacrifice" by Halloween night."

"Sacrifice? That's new for this year."

"Yeah, he found an old book and wants to try some crap written in it. Regardless, he promised that when we are done with her, she won't be able to walk straight. He talked about a no hole barred approach and playing the fun game of "insert what you want where you want". And the best part, Charles thinks that when we are finished, the girl will be our dedicated whore."

"Can't wait for Halloween!"

The blood in Enzo's veins ran cold. He knew that they were talking about Andrea and what they were planning to do to her. It was atrocious and disgusting.

I got to stop them. How, though? I'll call Rocky.

"What's cooking Einstein?"

"Rocky, I need your help. It's Andrea. The motherfuckers at Alpha Beta Gamma are planning to gang rape the hell out of her."

"Why do you care? She chose these fuckers over you. Besides, how do you know that she won't be a willing participant? Maybe she wants to get gangbanged. Or maybe they offered her a bunch of cash."

Enzo thought about what Rocky had said but didn't buy it. "It's a possibility, but I doubt it. These guys intend to do nasty things to her and she's clueless about it. I'm sure."

"How is it your responsibility to save her? She has no interest in you. She smells and follows the money. Maybe she deserves what they'll do to her."

How do I make him understand that I've such a really bad feeling about this?

"Listen Rocky, I'm not thinking with my dick, I promise. I've no chance with Andrea but you know I've got great intuition and am usually right. They aren't going to get her drunk or roofie her. Their plans are worse. Plus, she's one of our kind, from our side of the tracks and I don't want them to use and abuse her. I fucking hate them."

"Ok, Enzo, I'm listening. What do you want me to do?"

Rocky never called Enzo by his first name unless he was dead serious about something.

"I need you to get me inside the frat house where the party will take place. And maybe teach these motherfuckers a lesson or two."

Neither Enzo nor Rocky were violent men but they'd grown up on the streets with roaming gangs and so they could take care of themselves if it came to it.

"Now you're talking. What time do you want me to meet you?"

"They told her to be there at 8:30, so maybe around 8:15."

"Meet you there!"

The Party

Rocky showed up at Enzo's room at exactly 8:00. Being early was being on time for him. The two men hugged and Enzo gave Rocky a concerned look.

"Yeah, I'm packing heat just in case. I got it for personal protection."

As Rocky showed Enzo the automatic pistol, the student shook his head. He could only hope it wouldn't be needed.

"Anyway, how will you get us in?"

"I heard on the catering grapevine who won the contract for the frat parties. These rich boys are going all out with wait staff and everything. I brought you a uniform... that's how we'll get in."

Enzo dressed in the clothes Rocky had brought.

The man at the entrance of the frat house playing bouncer was a first year. He was tall and quite large and wearing a man in black outfit. When he saw Rocky and Enzo approach the house, he moved towards them.

"What have you two jokers come as? Wait, you're not Alpha Beta Gamma brothers... get the fuck outta here," he said, looking them up and down. Then he burst out laughing.

"Oh no, you're actually the hired help. Back entrance," he gestured towards an alleyway that wrapped around the side of the building.

As they entered the frat house through the kitchen, the music blasting from the speakers assaulted their ears. The room was full of frat brothers and Enzo recognized Paul and Peter. There was no sign of Charles. Although there were many women in the room, the men still outnumbered them. Alcohol was flowing and most of the costumes were creative.

Rocky, having handed Enzo a tray of drinks and picked up a tray of nibbles himself, asked, "Is your girl here?"

"She's not my girl and she's not here."

A woman dressed as a Playboy bunny approached them. "What are you supposed to be?"

Rocky smiled and held the tray up. "Canape?"

The woman's eyes, showing she was already high on something, lit up. "Come with me to my friends, we're all famished."

Rocky nodded, winked at Enzo and followed the woman who had just squeezed his package. Apparently, they were hungry for more than just food.

Enzo moved around with the tray in a small area that allowed him to keep watch on the front door, waiting for Andrea to appear. Rocky was having a blast flirting with the coeds, who were pretty handsy.

Enzo watched as the frat brothers supplied the women with alcohol. Not surprisingly, no one talked to him, even when they snagged a drink from his tray but that was fine with Enzo. Being invisible would make his life easier if he and Rocky had to do something.

Finally, the door opened and Charles, dressed like a doctor, entered the room, followed by Andrea. Enzo's heart sank when he saw her. She looked incredibly beautiful in her sexy witch outfit. She wore a very fitted black mini dress with a plunging neckline which highlighted her cleavage. The dress had corset-style lacing and a high slit. Her legs were covered with sheer thigh-high stockings with lace tops. Finally, she had a black collar with skulls around her neck to complete her stunning look. The only thing out of place was the large duffel bag she carried.

Charles introduced her to Paul and Peter and two other fraternity brothers, Joe Clarendon and Theo Hereford. They immediately gave her a glass full of alcohol, and she took a little sip. The five men were joking and making comments, but Andrea just smiled and giggled. Enzo noticed that she wasn't really drinking.

They asked her to dance and after a few songs, suggested they make their party more private. She nodded and followed them through a door that likely led to the basement.

Enzo looked around for a few minutes to find Rocky to help, but his friend was busy showing his piece to a woman. As she caressed the handle of the gun, he started to kiss and play with her breasts.

He never loses an opportunity to get laid. I wish I had his confidence. Anyway, all I asked him to do was to get me in and he did. Now it's up to me to figure out what they are planning to do to her and somehow stop them.

Andrea hesitated at the top of the stairs into what was obviously the basement. She guessed that nothing good was about to happen, but she knew she had to be brave if she hoped to complete her task. Whatever she might endure she would do it willingly as it would be a drop in the ocean in comparison to the consequences of her doing nothing.

I thought it would only be Charles, but it'll be five of them. It won't be fun; it might even hurt but I've trained and prepared for this. I'm ready.

The Basement

No more than five minutes later, Enzo crept down the basement stairs and what he saw made his blood freeze in his veins. The men had obviously worked quickly as Andrea was already tied in an X position against a wooden structure, arms raised and legs spread. Duct tape covered her mouth, and her eye makeup streaked down her cheeks as she was crying.

She was standing on top of a pentagram which had been drawn with white chalk on the concrete and was surrounded by black and red candles.

Charles held an old book and seemed to be deciphering what was on the pages, while the other four were focused solely on Andrea.

Enzo, resisting his desire to rush in and extract her before they could hurt her, hid the best he could and observed the proceedings. Some instinct told him he had to wait.

Paul said, "Stop crying bitch, or we'll give you a real reason to cry."

Peter added, "We put the duct tape on because you kept whining and saying stop. If I remove it, will you stay quiet?"

Andrea nodded.

Peter took off the duct tape with one swoop and Andrea yelped at the stinging pain. "Guys, I beg you, let me go. I won't say anything. I'll...,"

Pater slapped her hard in the face. "Shut up. What did I say? Stay quiet. Can you do that?"

Andrea nodded as more tears ran down her cheeks.

"Good girl. Now who's a good girl?"

In a very weak voice, Andrea replied, "Me."

"Say it!"

Her voice broke as Andrea whispered, "I'm a good girl."

"See. Was it so hard?"

Charles interrupted the conversation. "Peter, this isn't about breaking her to have her beg us to gang bang her. This is a real ritual. I found this book in my grandpa's attic. He was a bit of a pervert, and it guarantees that if it's followed to the letter, the subject will comply with everything we want for as long as we want. The problem is that the incantation is in Latin and I've no idea what any of it means. Do any of you know Latin?"

The four men shook their heads.

"Okay. At least the instructions are in English. I'll intone the incantation and when I stomp the ground, it'll be time for the first step which is to undress her."

Charles started speaking Latin and Andrea said "Stop it, Charles. You're playing with fire, dealing with forces you don't understand."

Paul yelled. "Shut up, bitch."

Charles stopped the incantation and growled, "Knock it off guys. I'm the only one who is supposed to speak. If she speaks again, ignore her."

Theo looked at Joe. "Told you that we should bring a ball gag."

At that moment, Enzo moved, knocking a box which fell from a shelf behind him. Suddenly aware of his presence, Joe and Theo rushed and grabbed him.

In a mocking voice, Charles asked, "What do we have here? An uninvited guest. A little pervert trying to get off watching us fuck the girl of his dreams. You are such a loser. Guys, let's give him a good look. Tie him to the table."

Enzo tried to resist but even a decent street fighter couldn't win against four sporty jocks. After a scuffle and a couple of hard punches and kicks in the stomach, his desire to fight fled. Out of breath, he let Theo and Joe tie him to a table. He looked at Andrea and all he saw was sadness in her eyes.

I'm supposed to protect or save but instead, I'm caught. Rocky doesn't know where we are. This is a fucking disaster. I'm such a loser.

Charles instructed the frat brothers what to do and restarted the incantation in Latin. He stopped and stomped his foot. Joe approached Andrea with a scissor in his hand. He pulled the black dress and started cutting it, including the sleeves until Andrea's black lace bra and panties were visible.

"The slut came ready to fuck. We'll give you what you want and more, bitch!"

Charles continued the incantation and stomped his foot again. Paul took the scissors from Joe and cut Andrea's bra, exposing her firm round breasts. He slapped the boobs a couple of times, and she hissed and flinched when it became painful. He started playing with her left nipple until it was hardened enough to put on the nipple clamp that he had in his pocket.

"Ow, that hurts... take it off," Andrea cried out."

Paul slapped her face. "Shut up slut. If you whine again, I'll hit you for real."

Andrea bit her lower lip as he put on the second nipple clamp.

"This is a better look for a whore like you."

Enzo watched in despair as he couldn't free himself from the ropes.

I'm such a useless loser. They're abusing her and all I can do is watch.

Charles restarted the incantation and stomped his foot a third time. Peter grabbed the scissors from Paul and cut Andrea's panties, revealing a beautiful bush of pubic hair.

"We'll have to take care of this later because I'm not a big fan of hair."

Theo gave Peter a turned-on vibrator and he applied it on Andrea's exposed labia.

"Please don't, I beg you."

"We're going to get you so wet; you'll be begging for more."

Andrea tried to free herself and close her legs, but she was tied too tight. As Peter continued to apply the vibrator on her clitoris, she started to moan. It looked like she was trying to fight the effect of the sex toy on her body, but she was losing the battle.

Peter pulled away the vibrator and easily inserted one finger in Andrea's vagina before inserting a second and started finger fucking her.

"The whore is so wet and loose, I could easily insert a third finger."

With difficulty Andrea said, "Please stop."

At that point Enzo yelled, "It's a body reaction. She doesn't want you to touch her. Let go of her, motherfuckers."

Theo approached Enzo and hit so hard in the face that he tasted blood in his mouth.

"Open your mouth one more time and I will break your jaw or worse."

At that point, Joe said, "He has a pole in his pants. The loser is getting turned on by what he sees."

Theo pulled down Enzo's pants and boxers and revealed an erect cock of modest size.

The men laughed hard. "Not only is the pervert enjoying the show, but he has a small dick. What a fucking loser!"

Enzo was so embarrassed that he stared straight up at the ceiling, unable to face Andrea and whatever expression he might see on her face. Probably disgust. glare.

She's being abused and I'm being turned on by it. This is so shameful. I don't think I can ever look at her in her face.

The Real Incantation

Charles looked around at his fraternity brothers.

"This is important. She's ready and we're gonna have our fun with her. But as we fuck her holes, one of us must keep saying the following Latin sentence

"Hac muliere utamur atque abutamur, donec daemon eam possidere possit."

Peter pulled his fingers out of Andrea's vagina. "Time for you to be untied and go down on your knees. Be a good girl or we'll rough you up to help you stay obedient."

Taking a deep breath, Andrea said, "You've no idea what you're dealing with. If you don't stop now, it'll end up terribly for all of us. Please let me go."

Paul slapped Andrea's labia, making her wince. "Slut, do as you're told."

She looked at Enzo who wasn't looking at her. Andrea knew why.

"I won't cause any problems.' Tears started flowing down her cheeks, again.

The men untied Andrea who fell to her knees. Charles started repeating the Latin sentence as the men pulled out their cock.

Theo grabbed Andrea's head and forcefully put his cock in her mouth.

"Suck bitch and stroke."

She felt her hands put around two other cocks and she started to stroke. The men quickly took turns being in her mouth and in her hands and soon, Andrea didn't know which cock she was sucking and which one she was stroking. All she could hear was that Latin phrase being repeated over and over.

Enzo watched them abuse her and wanted to cry. Andrea was complying with what the men asked her to do but it wasn't of free will.

You thought you would save her. Instead, you'll be the witness to her unwilling gangbang. You're a disaster.

At one point, Theo, who was being sucked by Andrea, screamed, "Shit, I'm about to come."

With a show of strength that surprised everyone, Andrea pushed Theo away to move his cock out of his mouth. In a deep, uncharacteristic voice, she said, "Come on my face!"

The frat brother was surprised by the reaction but didn't complain. He held his cock as it spat its hot semen on the woman's face, hitting her eyes, nose and cheeks.

Enzo, forgetting his shame for a moment, looked at Andrea without understanding.

Where did that come from? I never heard such a deep voice in a woman. Does she have multiple personalities?

Charles gave the book to Theo. "Now that you came, you'll be in charge of reading the sentence in Latin."

Joe grabbed Andrea's face. "You enjoying this, bitch? Let's see how you'll feel after I face fuck you. Peter, hold her arms."

Joe rammed his dick deep inside, hitting the back of her mouth and started to pump very fast in and out of her lips. She tried to stop him with her hands, but Peter was holding her arms too strongly. At one point, Joe had his entire cock inside and pushed her face against his groin. Andrea choked and gagged. Joe pulled his cock out and a large amount of saliva dripped on her chin and breasts.

In a weak voice, she said, "Stop it. Can't breathe."

Joe repeated the motion and a small amount of vomit mixed with the saliva. She had stopped resisting as the lack of oxygen was bringing her closer to passing out. She kept begging for Joe to stop but he ignored her requests. As her eyes started to roll back in her head, Charles said, "Don't make her pass out. We still want to have our fun. Just come on her face, she likes that."

Joe pulled out one last time and hit Andrea's forehead, eyes and nose with his sperm. Her face was covered in cum, and her makeup was completely ruined as she chocked during the face fuck.

The deep voice returned. "Yes. This is good. Make me a cumdump!"

The frat boys didn't seem shocked by the voice, but Enzo was shaking his head.

What is going on here? Something is not right. Damn, these knots are so tight. I can't free myself.

Theo gave the book to Joe to continue the litany.

Paul ordered Andrea to go on her hands and knees. The woman complied as she was still trying to get her breath back.

He kneeled between her legs and inserted his hard cock inside Andrea's pussy.

"The whore is wet and loose. What a slut. She's loving this, guys."

With effort, Andrea turned her head and whispered. "Stop this. It won't end well."

Instead, Charles, Paul and Peter took turn fucking her doggy style. They did it for a while, until Peter said, "I'm about to come but I won't in her cunt. No way I'm breeding that slut."

He pulled out, made Andrea kneel and came all over her face. The sight was too much for Peter who also let his cock spit his sperm all around her mouth and nose. Andrea's face was completely covered in cum.

The deep voice returned. "This is great. Better than expected. One more. Come on Charles!"

Charles shook his head. "You're not getting away so easily. There is one more hole I want to fuck. Your little ass hole is not surviving this untouched."

"Yes. Yes. Fuck my ass."

Enzo's incomprehension of the situation was reaching new heights.

This cannot be Andrea. No way I misjudged her that badly. This can't be real. Something else is at play here.

The frat brothers put Andrea back on all fours and Peter put his foot on her neck, pressing her face against the floor and forcing her to raise her ass. Paul took his turn at reading the Latin sentence.

"Mr. President, this asshole is begging to be destroyed." Peter addressed Charles.

Charles spat on Andrea's asshole and inserted one finger, then a second.

Andrea screamed and weakly said. "That hurts. Stop it. This is your last chance."

Charles's answer was to pull his fingers out and put the head of his cock at the entrance of Andrea's ass. Then he started pushing his penis inside. Andrea screamed again but not as loud. As Charles inserted more of his meat inside her tight hole, her screams diminished and stopped. She had given up. Andrea's face was covered in cum, her makeup was all over her cheeks, her body was dripping with sweat because of the gang bang, and she was getting fucked in the ass without lubrication. The devastation was complete.

"How does her ass feel, Charles? Is it a virgin ass?"

"Quite tight. Could be! I won't last long."

After a few strokes in and out, Charles pulled out and covered Andrea's ass with cum, giving her an A-bomb.

She looked at Charles, and with an exhausted voice, said, "Last chance. Please make me come. I beg you."

Charles laughed out loud. "Make you cum? Fuck no. We're gonna to recharge and do it all over again. This's gonna to be a long night for you."

And to make his point, Charles slapped Andrea's ass so hard that a large red handprint appeared.

"Perfect!"

Suddenly the pentagram color changed from white to red. Andrea roared and stood up in one swift move. Her hair turned spikey, her body became very toned and muscular, her fingernails grew and became claws, and her eyes turned red.

In a guttural voice, she said, "Finally. I'm free. It has been so long. What a perfect body to possess!"

The men stayed silent, shocked by what had unfolded. The first one to speak was Enzo, "What the fuck just happened?"

Xaraxa

Andrea, or whatever this creature was, looked at the fraternity brothers. "What a bunch of bad boys, do we have here. I guess you never learned the meaning of the word no. This is lucky for me, but unfortunately unlucky for you. I never liked being forced to do anything and tonight you forced yourself on me way too many times."

She extended her arms and her claws grew longer and sharp. In one quick movement, she slit the throat of Joe and Theo. Each man grabbed his neck as blood poured down over his chest. They tried to speak but the only sound they made was a gargling noise. They fell onto a pool of their own blood.

Paul and Peter yelled and tried to run away but the creature moved faster than them and grabbed each of their heads by their hair.

"Running away after calling me all these lovely names? I think not."

She crashed the men's heads against each other with such violence that they shattered to smithereens.

Finally, the creature walked toward Charles who was paralyzed by fear.

"Charles Proctor, the fourth. Your great-grandfather and grandfather had brains, your dad had looks and brains, but you unfortunately have only the looks. The other thing you don't share with them, however, is how nasty you are to women."

With a voice full of fear, Charles asked, "Who..., who..., who are you?"

"Xaraxa, Lady of the Void, member of the 9 th circle of hell."

"Hell?"

"Yes, Charles. I'm a demon and thanks to you, I'm finally free to inhabit a beautiful, pure body. Did you ever wonder how your family made your money?"

"My great-grandfather invented the alternative windshield wiper, and every car company must pay us to put it in their cars."

"That is the lie that your great granddaddy told the world. He made a pact with my boss, Satan, Lucifer, however you want to call him. I call him Boss. Your great grandpa traded his soul and more for wealth. The boss told him where the true inventor of the alternative windshield wiper was and all Charles Proctor the First had to do was to go there, kill the man and steal the invention which he did with pleasure. The Boss then ensured that no-one ever uncovered the truth or came up with a better product and so protected your family's wealth. Naturally, there was a price for the boss's help."

The look of horror on Charles' face was unmistakable. "What price?"

"Well, your family loved money and power so much that when Boss told them that each oldest male that they had to let a woman they cared a lot about to be possessed by one of my colleagues, everyone, including the women agreed. They saw it as an acceptable sacrifice to keep the money spigots open. Do things now make more sense?"

Charles nodded.

"Now you understand what has happened to some of the women in your family: your great grandmother, grandmother, mothers. None of them went "crazy" as people thought, they were just possessed."

Charles was shaking uncontrollably. His entire life was being exposed as a lie.

"Then, you came along. Unwilling to wait your turn until you were head of the family and had a woman by your side that you cared about. If you remember, the prior women who were possessed were loved by the Proctor men, so the only demon able to possess them was a succubus. This worked well because the women got the wealth and power they craved and their men got to have crazy sex with a succubus... until of course, it drove the women insane and they died prematurely. You, my dear Charles, you've made yourself different. You've sacrificed someone you didn't care about and who hadn't agreed to the possession. You've done unspeakable things to her, like fucking her in the ass without proper lube, against her will. That act of selfishness and nastiness towards an innocent woman has opened the door for me. Thank you."

Xaraxa crushed Charles's ribs and pulled out his beating heart.

"Now, I'm hungry."

She took a big bite. The man crumbled to the floor in silence.

At that moment, Rocky entered the basement. He saw the demon and pulled out his gun. He was about to shoot when Enzo yelled, "Don't shoot. Andrea is still there. She's possessed by a demon."

He turned toward the demon. "Andrea, I know you are still there. Give me a sign. I want to help you."

Xaraxa laughed loudly. "My little Enzo, your Andrea is gone but maybe you and I can have fun the way you wished Andrea would give it to you. I can read you like an open book and...."

The guttural voice was replaced by Andrea's original voice, "Enzo, help me. Make me cum."

Rocky shook his head. "This is non-sense. I'm gonna kill that thing."

Xaraxa snapped her fingers and Rocky stopped moving. "Don't worry, Enzo, Rocky is not dead. Just paralyzed. His babbling was annoying me. So, you think that you can save your little Andrea and she told you how. I accept the challenge. It will be fun."

She said out loud a few demonic words and turned into a very old version of Andrea.

"This is her, but she is 120 year old. Do you think Enzo that you can make that old hag cum with your little dick and in front of your friend? I doubt it."

She laughed an infernal laugh as she snapped her fingers and the knots on the ropes holding Enzo to the table undid themselves.

Enzo kneeled in front of old Andrea and made her spread her legs. Her breasts were saggy and flat and going down to her stomach. Her labia were old and wrinkled and the pubic hair was white as snow. She smelled like old people do. Enzo closed his eyes and kissed her pubic mound.

"Eyes closed won't count, Enzo. You need to see what you are doing to this decrepit piece of flesh."

Enzo opened his eyes and looked deep into Xaraxa/Andrea's eyes.

She's still there. I can feel it.

He opened the old, wrinkled vaginal lips to expose the aged clitoris and drew circles around it with his tongue. Enzo started to lap it the same way a cat would drink a bowl of milk. He sucked and licked the pleasure bud with all the passion he felt for Andrea. It didn't matter that she was in the body of a 120-year-old woman, he cared so much for her.

He started to slowly insert a finger in her vagina when he noticed that it was very dry. Instead, Enzo decided to focus on the clitoris, hoping to bring the demon-woman to orgasm.

Human sounding moans came out of the creature's mouth and encouraged by it, Enzo redoubled his efforts.

This is it; she is going to come! I'm saving her.

At that moment, Xaraxa pushed Enzo's away from her pussy. "Too easy. You need to make her cum by fucking me."

She lay on the ground and opened her legs wide. "See if you can do it with your tiny cock,"

Enzo smiled.

I might have a cock smaller than average and not as thick, but this will be an advantage today.

He gathered as much saliva as he could, spat it on his hand and put it all over the exposed pussy, trying to bring as much lubrication as he could. Enzo spat again on his cock and stroked it to make it hard enough to penetrate, then slowly inserted the head inside the old pussy.

He heard a moan which was not of pleasure.

"I'm so sorry Andrea."

"My name is Xaraxa!"

He spat again at his cock as he pushed more inside but caressed the clitoris as he inserted more of his member into Andrea's meat hole. He made a very slow in and out motion with his penis, providing lubrication through spit as he focused on pleasuring Andrea through her clitoris.

The moans of pain slowly stopped and were replaced by deep breaths, followed by pleasure noises. Enzo continued his actions, knowing that the demon would not let him win so easily.

As he felt that Andrea was getting closer to climax, Xaraxa pushed him away, freeing her pussy from his cock.

"Too easy again. Now the real test. Can you make her cum by fucking that old ass? Remember, she hates anal without lube."

She went on all fours and raised her ass. It was wrinkled and saggy, covering the entrance. As he spread the butt cheeks to reveal the asshole, Enzo realized that he had won the game. Age had loosened the sphincter, and penetrating Andrea would not be painful.

All I have to do is to be slow and careful and focus on her clitoris and this time, she will come.

He used the spit and saliva from the pussy to lubricate the asshole and slowly inserted a finger and then two. As expected, there was little resistance and Andrea didn't even moan. He replaced his fingers with the head of his cock and pushed it in. No sound of pain came from the creature's mouth.

Enzo leaned forward to have access to the clitoris and massage it as he pushed his entire cock length inside Andrea's old ass. He started fucking her while playing with the pleasure bud. It didn't take long for Andrea to start moaning louder and louder until she started shaking her aged body and dug her fingernails/claws into the floor. She shook her head violently from left to right before letting go of a primal, scary scream. She fell to the ground with Enzo on top of her, his cock still in her ass.

He continued to move in and out and soon heard. "Come inside me. Please."

"Pull out and I'll let you do a money shot and suck your cock dry."

The demon has not pushed me back, which means that I'm in control. It was happy when all the frat brothers came on its skin. Coming inside of it must not be a good thing for it.

Enzo continued to fuck Andrea's ass until he sensed that he was about to orgasm. He pushed one last time, going as deep as he could and let pleasure take over. Waves of ecstasy exploded in his brain as he shot his load of cum inside Andrea's ass. He screamed as he climaxed and he fell on top of Xaraxa/Andrea.

A long, guttural, demonic scream came out of the mouth of the creature. "Noooooooooooooooo!"

The demon started to shake violently, throwing Enzo to the side. The agedness and wrinkles melted away, the claws started the retract, the body lost its firmness and fitness, and the spikiness of the hair disappeared. With a final scream and convulsion, the demon fell to the ground and remained immobile. The pentagram color had changed from red to black.

Andrea

"What the fuck just happened?"

Enzo looked at Rocky who had recovered control of his body.

"This is the most insane fucking thing I've ever seen in my life. Is she okay?"

Andrea slowly turned her head, and her eyes had returned to their natural color.

Realizing that Andrea was naked, Rocky grabbed an old blanket that was hanging and covered her body,

The woman whispered, "Thank you."

Enzo got up and got dressed. He looked at the five dead bodies and the lying Andrea.

How do I explain this? No one will believe us. I need to think fast.

Rocky looked at him. "Einstein, we are going to have to think creatively and do it fast."

"I don't know Rocky. This is beyond my level."

At that point, Andrea raised her arm. In a parched, broken voice she said, "Give me a second. Can you get me the blue liquid from the duffel bag?" Her face was white as fresh snow in January.

Enzo rushed to grab the bag, open it, find the bottle and give it to Andrea.

"What's in it?"

Andrea took a sip and made a face. "A post-possession recovery drink. It tastes nasty but works great."

"Can we get you anything else?"

"Bring me the duffel bag. I have a change of clothes in it."

Andrea finished the drink and color returned to her face. She got up to get dressed and the blanket fell, showing her naked body.

Enzo and Rocky immediately turned around and faced the wall.

Andrea smiled. The men had seen her getting sexually used and abused in many possible ways and still had the decency reflex to give her privacy. She got dressed and announced, "I'm decent, guys."

Enzo and Rocky turned around and gave her an inquisitive look.

"I guess you have some questions. Here are some answers. I'm actually not a student but I work for a governmental organization that focuses on supernaturalism. We're always very busy during Halloween but this year beat all the records. I focus on demon fighting. We had some intel that a major demon, in this case, Xaraxa, the Lady of Void was about to be unleashed on earth. We knew that her favorite approach was through possession, so I volunteered for the job."

Enzo looked puzzled. "Wait, you knew that the demon was likely to possess you?"

Andrea nodded. "Yes. I thought that I was strong enough and had all the training needed to contain it, but I underestimated the nastiness of the frat brothers."

Rocky chuckled. "Rookie mistake. The guys are nastier than you can imagine."

"I agree. Before she became a demon, Xaraxa was a woman who was betrayed, used, abused, tortured and murdered by men. Satan sensed her pain and hatred and offered the chance to become a demon and inflict pain on men. The strength of the possession is in direct relationship to the sexual violence done to the woman about to be possessed. I thought that it would only be Charles. I didn't expect the other four nor how awful they would be to me."

Enzo shook his head. "You knew that Charles would do the incantation."

"Yes. We knew that Alpha Beta Gamma had a connection with Hell. We were also aware that Charles had found the book and would perform the ritual on Halloween. If we were able to allow this possession outside of the pact with Satan, then the pact would be broken. Since Charles's possessed mother is already dead and he only has a sister, ending the male ancestral line of Proctors, there are no further generations subject to the agreement. Satan's lost another set of pawns in this world. I had to get Charles to pick me so that's why I played the dumb bimbo who was in awe of him. I couldn't let an innocent girl go through this."

Enzo smiled. "Now that makes sense. I couldn't figure out why you acted like an airhead in front of him."

"I had to convince him that I was the perfect woman for his little Halloween event."

Rocky nodded. "This is why you broke Einstein's heart by ignoring him."

Andrea looked confused. "Einstein?"

"It's Enzo's nickname. I understand how the demon was called. How did you banish it?"

Andrea turned a little red. "Every demon has a weakness. Xaraxa was a very sexual woman and loved sex. The demon controlled and was controlled by her sexuality. The incantation to bring her here required sex acts. Once she had possessed a woman, the demon would do the damage using its sexuality. She would kill and destroy life using sex. However, if you made her cum out of love, the possession would end."

Enzo turned white.

Love? How does she know? I need to change the topic.

"What was the deal with, and I apologize for the question, coming inside you or on you?"

"In Xaraxa's mind, if a man comes inside his partner, it's an ultimate expression of love. Covering a woman's face, ass or pubic area is an aggressive and dominating act. She needed the frat boys to be as nasty as possible and express their anger and aggressiveness towards me. Excuse my language but the more they treated me like a bunch of fuckholes, the stronger the possession became. What sealed the deal was when I asked them to make me orgasm and the frat boys refused. The demon had won."

Rocky kicked one of the bodies. "Talking about them, how do we get rid of the evidence? If anyone comes down and sees them, no one will believe us and we will fry on the chair."

Andrea smiled. "I came prepared." She opened the duffel back and pulled out a few unlabeled bottles.

"This is an ethanol based liquid fluid that catches fire immediately and burns without generating smoke. We need to burn this house down and close the entry point for demons that has been created in this basement. The frat boys will be burned with the house."

Andrea took a deep breath. "Rocky, I need you to be the pyromaniac here. Enzo and I will go upstairs and tell everyone that there is a fire and that they need to get out of the house. You need to start to fire and get out in time. This will be risky."

Rocky smiled. "I love fires!"

Andrea smiled back. "I know that."

"How?"

"I'll tell you later. First let me do an incantation to close the portal. You guys can spread the liquid all around the basement and the bodies. We need them to be burned beyond recognition."

"Will do."

Andrea pulled out some material from the duffel bag and started a ritual in Latin as Enzo and Rocky spread the fluid all over the bodies and the basement. When she finished pronouncing the last sentence in Latin, the black pentagram disappeared into nothingness.

Andrea looked at Enzo and Rocky. "Are you guys ready?" Both men nodded. Andrea and Enzo ran upstairs and started screaming "Fire, fire, get out, get out".

It took a while for the party goers to understand what was happening and to start leaving the house. Enzo ran upstairs and opened the bedroom doors, yelling "Fire, fire". He interrupted more than one coitus.

Sure that the house was completely empty, Andrea yelled, "Rocky, now!"

She ran out of the house. Thirty seconds later, Rocky was the last one out. The flames quickly took over the building and by the time the firefighters arrived, the house was completely engulfed in flames.

Andrea, Enzo and Rocky sat across the street, watching the firefighters lose their combat to save the building.

Rocky was beaming. "This is a beautiful sight. I always loved fires. Now, how did you know I was a pyromaniac at heart? And by the way, I've never burned anything outside a campfire or a fireplace. I'm not a sociopath."

Andrea rubbed his hair. "I know that too. When Xaraxa possessed me, I could see inside everyone. I could see your soul, your feelings, everything you did in your life. I know what you do for a living and that you were always fascinated by fire."

She turned towards Enzo who suddenly had turned whiter than a ghost and could not face her stare.

"So, Enzo, do you want to tell Rocky why you were able to exorcise the demon out of me or should I?"

"I..., I...,"

"As Xaraxa's possession grew stronger, I could feel and see the darkness of the frat brothers. I thought that was it, I had lost. Then I looked at Enzo and I knew I had a chance. I saw Enzo's feelings towards me, the pure and immaculate love he has for me, love that he hadn't even admitted to himself. I saw how much he cared about me and that he would do anything to save and protect me. That love was so powerful and unadulterated that I knew that he could banish the demon."

Andrea smiled and caressed Enzo's face, which had turned from white to bright red.

Rocky winked at Andrea and got up. "This is my cue. Take good care of Einstein. He's tough but his heart is fragile."

Andrea nodded as Rocky left. She looked at Enzo. "Was anything I said wrong?"

Incapable of speaking, Enzo shook his head.

"I felt something when I first met you, but I had to focus on my mission. When I saw how much you loved me, I allowed myself to feel the same."

Enzo gathered all the courage he could master and took Andrea's hands in his. "My heart has been on fire since I met you in the finance lab, and it crushed me to see that you were more interested in Proctor than me. I dreamed of being with you, knowing that it would never happen. But...,"

Enzo took a deep breath and added, "I never expected a first time like that."

Andrea took Enzo's face in her hands. "I never expected that someone who loves me so much would be witness to my sexual use and abuse."

Tears started flowing down Enzo's cheeks. "I'm so sorry. I wish I could have done something."

"You did. You banished the demon."

"I also didn't expect you to find out that way how little I'm endowed."

Andrea deposited a passionate kiss on Enzo's lips. "Your size is perfect. It's all I ever desired."

"You're just being nice."

She put Enzo's hand on her heart. "Am I lying?"

Enzo shook his head, having momentarily been able to see the truth Andrea was speaking through a connection possibly formed during their coupling while a demon was in possession of one of them.

Andrea kissed him again. "How about we go take a shower, recharge and go on a proper first date?"

He nodded. "I would love that. I could use some coffee and some food."

Andrea smiled. "I know the perfect place."

They both got up and shared a long, passionate kiss.

As their lips separated, Andrea looked deep into Enzo's eyes.

"I need to make a confession. The head of the agency, who is also an oracle, told me after I accepted the mission that it would change my life. I didn't expect that I would meet the man of my dreams with whom I'd share the rest of my life. Enzo, I love you so much!"

"I love you too, Andrea."

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Hope you enjoyed reading the story as much as I did writing it.

I want to thank Duill2 for being my beta reader and helping me take that story to the next level. They fixed Rocky's backstory and properly articulated the Proctor-Satan pact. They don't want cowriter credits, but they were more than a simple beta reader on this story.

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