Carrie’s Battery

You stroll down the street. A pair of officers in shiny latex dominatrix outfits are harassing an attractive young woman not dressed slutty enough.

Across the street, a succubus doesn’t even try to hide her nature. Her oversexed body causes traffic to back up. She is dressed in tight leather and carries a red whip. That clearly signifies she’s forsaken the stupid slut Lilah, like many of her sisters, and become one of Abbadon’s bringers of pain.

You smile, as you enter your enormous apartment. The prisoners in your dungeon begin to sob as your door closes. You can smell their fear. They know you’re home.

You swagger into the room and look them over. Three women are chained to wall. Each is thin, attractive, and disheveled. You smell them and their fear of you is palpable.

You walk toward the thin blonde. She is your favorite and you’ve had her the longest. When you took her she was the sweetest most compassionate girl you could find. Now there is nothing but despair in her eyes.

You caress her inner thigh and whisper to her.

“Before we begin, Mary, I can make it stop. There is no need for you to endure this any longer. Simply give yourself to me.”

She whimpers.

You grab you whip and move to strike her.

“Wait.” She says in a voice so quiet you can barely hear.

“What is it my sweet? You whisper into your ear.

“Take it. You can have my soul. Just promise me this ends.”

“Done!”

You reached your clawed finger and cut her flesh in the shape of a pentagram. She closes her eyes. You feel her soul sink into the depths. She opens them again and they are demon eyes.

She grins at you showing fangs. “I want to punish my soul for you, Master.”

You feel energy flow into you from your newest source.

“So what would punish your soul the most, Mary?”

She doesn’t answer. She merely walks up and kisses you. Her tongue entwines with yours and you kiss her back. You grow even stronger. She breaks the kiss.

“I want to be your lover, your protege. I want you to make me, just like you. I want to help you fill them with despair!”

You laugh. You slip off your pants. Mary slides out of her torn jeans.

You walk up to her push her down and plunge into her.

“Fuck, you are wonderful! Fuck me hard.”

You gleefully pummel her. Your prisoners stare at you in horror and Mary’s soul screams at you from hell. It is exquisite.

You cum spewing your black seed upon, Mary and she revels in it. She cleans you with her tongue.

You pull your pants up.

“I think it’s time you had the pleasure of being on the other end of this.”

You hand her a whip. She takes it from you, holding it with reverence.

“I’ll make you proud, Master.”

“Now, show these bitches pain.”

She grins, showing off her new fangs. “It would be my pleasure, Master.”

“**** then until they lose consciousness. Make them long for my return. Then find a more appropriate outfit.”

Mary nods her head enthusiastically. “I shall, Master.”

She struts toward the brunette, Helen.

You exit the dungeon. You spent longer than you intended already.

Your doorbell dings. You open it for Carrie.

“Hello, Nick. You’ve been a bad boy. I felt your soul powering me.”

“Yes, I found another protege.”

She grabs you and kisses you.

“You are such an evil stud. Keep up the cheating. I’m already more powerful than Lilah and second only to the Goddess Abbadon. She is going to make me Queen of North America and I thought I’d celebrate with your cock.”

You laugh. “Of course, Carrie. I’m so glad I trusted you and joined, The Company.

The End.