Darryl

Darryl had been lurking by the rear loading dock, he stalked about the shadows of the far end of the driveway amused with his actions.

Darryl had developed a depraved sadistic streak in his corruption. He’d done little in terms of actual sex conduct beyond jerking off on a staff member or two. He got an extra thrill during the initial staff exodus when one person doubled back to escape him only to be ripped back into the building by one of the elephantine creations that had seemed to have spread from the kitchens.

Most of his victims were sprawled out across the asphalt. He relished as they squirmed there, initially in agony as he ripped through leg muscle with teeth or claws, relishing the metallic tinge of the flesh in his mouth as his corrupt attacks failed to deliver fatal damage.

Elyse said she wanted the strongest, Darryl intended to only bring her the best. He watched as the dozen or so people he had intercepted slowly squirmed a vast spectrum of agony to self pleasure scattered about.

One woman, a black girl with grey hair crawled toward one of his most recent, each shift of her body playing like a different key on a piano as she moaned. She had been among his first, even lunging at him as he clawed into the calves of two other black women.

But where those two now exhibited bimbo proportions , fingering each other aggressively while making out their attempted defender resolved to resist.

She hardly flinched when last she saw Darryl, teasing her friends with his cock just out of their reach as he jerked off on them. Bathing the all to happy sluts in a few ropes of cum as he thought about how to break the final woman’s will.

Suddenly his attention was drawn across the lot, Darryl didn’t know anything about the guy, he didn’t need to. His only question was just what thought was running through his head when his soul finally popped, a scream of orgasmic delight passively followed by the discarded mortal coil being absorbed by the increasingly consecrated ground of the Idol. His last carnal thoughts, hungers and desires being absorbed into the grounds themselves.

The two girls he had jacked off on earlier suddenly grew louder. They moaned back and forth their bodies much like the guy who now ceased to appear in the lot were slowly fusing into the grounds.

Looking down the driveway Darryl wondered about checking on how Jason was making out. He was confident they both had taken care of the exodus of staff who knew where these doors were. The corridors leading to them likely since blocked off by staff who had succumbed to the Idol's will before the receptions finale.

Stalking amongst his victims he contemplated just which ones were worthy.