Meet Lilith’s first Victim as Lilith starts her demonic plans

The next day Lilith wakes up as it is a beautiful Saturday morning as the sunrise awakens her slumber as she looks down at her bed sheets and said MMMMMMM who did I dream about as her sheets were coated in her black demonic cum turning the sheets inky-black.

Was it the woman at the park or was it the handsome bank teller who helped me out yesterday, maybe both as Lilith chuckled to herself as she walked naked to the Kitchen as she said well I must get ready I need a stunning wardrobe to suit my new lifestyle.

She said in her mind thank you, father, for leaving me the funds as she wove her demonic spell cast to change to her human guise of Lilith Darville wearing tennis shoes blue jean shorts and a tight tank top as she hailed a cab and paid the driver.

She headed to the storage unit and checked out the contents her father left behind as she opened the door as her dark heart nearly skipped an inhuman beat because in the storage unit was a car, but not any random car a Red Lamborghini El Diablo from 1983 still in mint condition.

I licked my lips with glee as I drove the car to the local inspectors and got the car street legal to drive which was expensive as hell but it was worth every single penny as I headed towards the mall with a pit stop at the bank where I visited last night.

Tyler came to me and said Ms. Darville we weren’t expecting to see you this soon please pardon the mess still cleaning up after Mr. Powers death and what brings you in as I explained that I wish to transfer the money I pulled out on my own private account and please you may call me Lilith.

He sat me down and filled out the appropriate paperwork and placed 1.5 million in the bank and kept the rest out for spending purposes as we shook hands as Tyler said thank you for visiting Worldwide banking Lilith as I return the kind gesture and said how the management position looking for you.

He said five others are in besides myself but I have faith that with my spotless record I may get a shot at it, as I kissed his lips passing more of my corrupting fluids to him and said no you will get it I don’t believe in faith I believe in hard work and dedication and you know your mistress is right as he led me through the door.

As I parked in the mall parking lot I saw the front page of the NY Times new rookie sensation plays in today’s inaugural football game New York’s own and Syracuse tail backer Sebastian Sawyer comes home to play in his first televised NFL game since being drafted by the NY Jets tonight at 6 pm.

I saw the picture as my old human memories flowed like a flood as I sat down to catch my breath as Mr. Sawyer was, in fact, Eli Chestnut one of the mother fuckers who killed me back on the island but what really caught my eye was the bauble he wore around his neck remembering that Eli took it from my master’s lair.

As I went on to get my shopping done as quick as I could be getting my sexy undergarments to leather halters and Lingerie to shoes to sophisticated dresses as I said I may be a demonic slut but a girl has to have needs too I stopped at a few magazine racks and found more hires photos of my Victimizer and bought the magazines as I took my belongings to my home.

I sat in the middle of the floor drawing demonic symbols in my demonic blood and chanting a spell that allowed me to transfer my powers to any inanimate object as I coated the picture of Eli Chestnut or Sebastian Sawyer he calls himself now as the television screen as the game started.

I chew some food and drink even though I didn’t have too I did it to keep the human appearance up just in case, as my talons ripped my flesh and drew the blood-stained pentagram and chanted the spell as the locker room reporter talked to Sawyer about the upcoming game.

When he bragged about his good luck charm I finished the spell as I got the confirmation that my hellish spell was going to work when his bauble burned his hand leaving a light singed mark as I smiled my fang tooth grin.

While watching this game I noticed that the Eli I knew was a pothead loser I guess his luck changed, and he became one of the more successful ones beating his other demons too bad he forgot about one when he helped create me.

As the last minutes of the game and on the fourth down NY Jets had the ball on their own 15-yard line to tie the game into overtime as the announcer said, Ladies and Gentlemen, if this kick goes in it will a miracle that NY Jets would come back from a 16-point deficit to tie the game 26-26.

As the players are taking the field once again to cause a sudden death play and as you know since this is the beginning of the season all eyes are on the super bowl implementation knowing it’s rare for any new rookie has started the season undefeated and what’s this Sebastian Sawyer is going to catch the snap for the punter he has not done this since his freshman days at Syracuse so fans you are in for a treat as Sawyer collegiate days as he was always unstoppable during this type of plays.

That was until he fucked with me as I mused at the screen as I took one picture and crumbled it like a wad of paper as his on-screen visual followed like he had a massive headache as the ball snapped I crumbled the paper picture form as his helmeted head lean forward as I ripped the blood stain picture at the right time when the kicker began his punt.

Sebastian’s head came into the contact of his own punter's foot as it connected so hard his head and helmet flew off of his shoulders and impaled itself on the NY Jets Goalpost as the buzzer rang out as the NFL network quickly cut to a commercial break as the audience in the crowd got a sickening shock as they saw the live death of their so-called hometown hero cut down in his prime as the NFL network started to run special sets about Sebastian Sawyers life and tragic end.

I walked into the shower and ran the hot water till my house mirrors over steamed as I drew the relics on the mirror and open my side of the portal.

My father came into view of the mirror and said “I FELT ANOTHER DEATH AND DAMNED SOUL ENTERED OUR HELLISH DOMAIN!” as I said yes, my lord one of my victimizers met his grizzly end “AND HOW DID IT MAKE YOU FEEL MY DAUGHTER!” ... Wonderful Father he really lost his head as we laughed as the mirror and father’s image disappeared like his image was not there as I went clubbing for the rest of the night.