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Chapter 40 by Drakavius Drakavius

Does She Ring the Doorbell?

No, She Doesn't

Julia couldn't, her anxiety and fear were overrunning her.

She lifted a heavy foot, she needed to step back. She was in no shape to try sealing this deal!

The door crept open.

Freezing still she tried to smile as her heart felt like it stopped, her eyes locked with those of a man she found distractingly attractive. Her mind was frozen up with what to do, what to say. Trying to drag her thought process back on track he just smiled at Julia and took her hand.

“You must be the real estate agent, hurry up. Everyone is waiting.” Tom stated urgently leading the preoccupied unresistant woman, leading her deep into the now demonic den that had been his childhood home.

Julia was trying to get a grasp of the situation, the interior decor seemed off, and dark. Then there were the sounds, almost as if someone was loudly watching… Do I smell sex? Julia finally thought as she found herself guided down into the basement and flung ahead of her guide into a room.

Julia gasped as she looked around the room with shock, fear, disgust and inexplicable arousal.

To either side of the room, various silhouettes were intertwined in assorted sexual acts, some of them directed glowing eyes towards the newcomer, incoherent words interspersing the moaning as the shadows seemed to dance around those figures giving Julia the impression of their more than human appearance.

The walls seemed unfinished as if it was a cobblestone foundation, something unheard of in a house of this era. It gave the impression of the wall being a dungeon, one floired and furnished with ornate red mattresses and antique wood trimmed satin couches.

“You certainly don't appear like the woman on the bus stops.” Melissa's sultry voice drips with intent, drawing Julia's face front and center to the throne she had somehow missed when she stumbled in. It appeared as it was carved from obsidian granite, suggestively carved, contrasting its pillowed backing and seat

“Excuse me.” Melissa then politely said, stroking Eva's hair as the succubus parted from her pussy, allowing the source of the rooms occupant's corruption to rise.

RUN! The thought was loud, urgent, and without consideration, as Julia crashed into the incubus that had taken form from the man who had guided her in. “We wouldn't want to turn away making a deal, would we?” He coyly asked, relishing the fear and arousal from the woman as she tried to stumble away from his naked incubus form, her eyes increasingly able to make out the assorted residents that had fallen, or begun falling to the Idol during the night prior.

Julia stuttered for a sentence, unsure of what to even say, nevermind do. She squirmed as Tom hugged her close and lifted her from the floor, his scent being inhaled deep as the panicked woman struggled between fear, rational thought, and inexplicable desire.

“Place her down. We invited this agent here to discuss our land use. We bear her no ill will.” Melissa directed her brother, relishing the control she felt over those who lurked beneath her in the demonic pyramid that continued to ascend the Idol and those in its thrall. All while trying to calm and reassure the shocked woman she was safe.

Julia stood in shock as she was placed down, feeling flush as she finally had a moment to realize how strangely attracted she found herself to the powerful.. man? His erect 18” cock suddenly drawing her attention and tugging on her primal sexual needs.

“I can sense your anxiety, do you want me to send them away? I assure you, there is nothing to worry about here.” Melissa offered calmly and seductively stepping up behind the brunette woman, leaning her head over the girl's shoulder. “Don't be afraid to touch it, we are all quite open here.”

A chill travelled down Julia's back as she felt Melissa's large firm breasts press against her.

What Does Julia Do?

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