The Sacrifice

The demon was not subtle. The moment he had Helen in his clutches, he began to explore her body. Immediately, his clawed hands slipped under her sweater and gave her firm, perky breasts a light squeeze.

“You are well developed, girl. You will make a wonderful bride.”

Helen stared on in silent horror, paralyzed by fear. She was right in his clutches and completely helpless. Lacey watched on, feeling her own mind plunge into a black abyss. This was her baby. Her only child! She couldn’t let this creature hurt Helen.

It was then that Lacey remembered something. In the emergency box in the trunk of the car was a flare gun her husband had bought years ago. At the time, Lacey thought Jack was going overkill by buying the damn thing. Now, Lacey was thankful for her late husband’s zeal.

Lacey tried to move and collapsed immediately. Her leg was hurt bad. If she wanted to get to the flare gun. She would have to crawl.

The demon looked up Momentarily to see Lacey crawling away. This brought raucous laughter out of him.

“The mother abandons her dear daughter. How pathetic. Very well, if you want to try and save your own skin at the expense of your daughter’s innocence, I won’t stop you.”

Lacey didn’t bother looking back at Helen. The look of despair that was bound to be on the girl’s face would only slow her down. She had a mission and she was going to complete it.

In the distance, Lacey could hear her daughter squealing and moaning as the demon had his fun. God, please don’t let it be too late.

As quietly as she could, Lacey popped the trunk and rummaged through the box. Where is it? It has to be somewhere. Just as hopelessness Seeped into Lacey’s bones, her hands slipped over the cool metal of the flare gun. She only had one shot with this.

By now, the demon had stripped off Helen’s shirt and was fully exploring the girl’s perky, well developed tits with his hands and tongue. Helen was doing her best to resist, but she was no match for this behemoth.

“Now,” the demon growled. “Let’s take this further.”

He pushed Helen down on her knees and brought his hefty cock to bare. The cock throbbed and bounced, black fluid leaking from the tip. Meanwhile, the balls beneath the cock pulsated with an unspeakable evil.

“A taste of my seed will shape your already wonderful body into perfect breeding form. My debauchery will become your debauchery. My evil will become your evil. Now drink!”

The demon pushed his cock forward and had just pressed the tip of it against Helen’s mouth when a shout rang out.

“Get away from her, you bastard!”

Lacey took aim and fired the flare directly at the beast’s head, catching him right between the eyes. He flew backwards, howling with rage and hatred.

Helen fell back, looking dazed and bewildered.

“Run Helen!”

Lacey watched her daughter begin to stumble towards her. That was no good.

“Leave me and run damnit!”

Helen wavered for a second, but the demon’s roar convinced her otherwise. Animal instincts took over and Helen bolted into the field. Behind her, Lacey awaited her fate.