Lilith has fun.

“Take a look at this honey!” Lilith cackled, her fingers buried in the man’s skull. Yet instead of blood or brain matter, what came forth was light…colour, sounds, images. The collective experiences that splashed out began to coalesce into a blob of matter that swelled and grew as she began to weave and form an image for you both to witness. It was almost like watching a projection, but the depth and realism…it seemed closer to a solid form hologram.

A girl was suddenly sitting before you. Young and cute looking, with the same dark eyes and olive complexion as Albert. She looked pretty, but there was also something playful and innocent about her that gave her a naive youthful look.

Caught within Lilith’s grasp, Albert squawked in outrage. “Valentina!”

You looked from the girl back to Albert, and suddenly understood. “She’s your daughter.”

Rage spasmed across his face. “Leave her out of this!”

Lilith cackled again, sadistic glee in her eyes. “No… I think we can have a bit of fun with her.”

The scene began to shift and change, and Valentina was no longer alone. A man was with her, moving in close and looking at her with eyes full of lusty intent. Valentina went to him, pressing herself close, the innocence beginning to melt off her being as arousal took hold.

“Look at that,” Lilith whispered in Albert’s ear, “ I think your little girl wants that big stud to fuck her.”

Albert shook his head desperately, even as he was **** to watch. “She’s a good girl,” he insisted, “she’s a virgin, she wouldn’t…”

“Wouldn’t she?” Lilith laughed, and then looked over at you, “watch this…”

The vision shifted and suddenly they were both nude, Valentina on her back, hands bound and being thoroughly fucked. Her eyes were large and heavy with lust, her moans a chorus of debauchery that echoed around.

“Fuck me!” She chanted, drunk on the sensation. “Fuck every hole, cum in me! Drown me in cum!”

Albert thrashed about, furiously, crying and snarling. “No! Don’t you dare!”

Things shifted again and Valentina was being sodomised, her cries so loud and whorish that even you were startled by them. “More! More cocks! More cum! Stuff me full!”

Albert screamed, snarled, swore and spat before finally devolving into a series of sobs. He couldn’t watch anymore and began to begin as his daughter moaned and groaned like a back alley whore.

A look from Lilith told you it was your time to act and so you came in close to kneel beside him. “You know what the Great Ones are capable of, and I have one ready to help me out here. You can tell me about your friends in the masks, their plans …or I can pay a visit to Valentina and make all this a reality. Worse. I’ll use magic to make her the biggest cumslut the world has ever seen. She’ll be driven mad, going from place to place taking it every which way.”

Through grit teeth, Albert finally let out a choked word of agreement. “Ok…ok please, don’t …don’t hurt her…”

“Where is the Friday ritual going to be held?”

“Ssssteel mill,” he spat out, as if in pain. “The owner is one of us…”

“Have you picked a target yet?”

“…yesss.”

Your eyes narrowed. “Who is it?”

“Don’t know,” the words seemed to come easier for him. “I don’t need to know. I don’t ask.”

“How the fuck can you not know?”

There was a grin, despite all the pain he felt. “They’re all just flesh when the ritual is happening.”

You wanted to hit him, break his nose or something, but you stayed your hand. “Where are they keeping the girl?”

“Don’t know that either.”

Lilith shrugged. “Need to know basis I guess,” she grinned down at Albert, “but if that’s all you know…”

Fear flashed across his face again. “Please, I told you what I know. Leave my daughter alone! She’s not part of this!”

You considered all the other girls the cult had hurt, all the evil they had done going back decades. Maybe even centuries. The man before you was a hypocrite who claimed to love his daughter yet could hurt girls who were just as innocent. Thinking about other families who had lost their daughters made you sick with rage. But still, you were better than him. “Listen, I’m not gonna hurt Valentina…because I’m not a scumbag like you,” you looked up at Lilith and gave her a nod, “but you…you’re fucked, pal.”

He looked up and Lilith smiled down at him, a bit of the beautiful woman mask she swore slipping away. Albert caught a glimpse of the horror that stirred underneath and screamed.