Gods of Sin

Gods of Sin

A story about a man, a Succubus, an Imp, and sin (Illustrated)

Chapter 1 by Shibbar Shibbar

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"Are the preparations complete?"

"Yes mother."

"Hmpf. We'll see about that." The tall beauty of a woman stepped towards the ritual area with slow, graceful strides. She wore a long elegant dress, intricate and rich with detail; yet it was cut in such a way to be both concealing, as is expected of royalty, and revealing, as is expected of a woman who is in control of her own life. Her oversized breasts begged to be released from the tight corset and be looked at. Her body was radiance incarnate, an adonis, perfect. By most definitions, Queen Excelcia was a goddess among men.

"Sloppy," she sneered, "I expected this from an amateur, but from you? You disgrace me by being my son."

The circle was drawn in chalk on the floor, runes made in blood enclosing it on both the inside and outside. Candles lit with purple flames dotted it in strategic spots, and a crystal decanter of wine sat nearby for quick use. To anyone who knew anything, the ritual appeared perfectly fine, exceptional even.

"I'm sorry mother." The young man bowed his head, his hands tight against his sides.

"If I could I would've found a more worthy candidate for the ritual," she turned her head to look at him and rolled her eyes, "and stop bowing like some sort of peasant. You are of royal blood Esau, about time you acted like it."

Esau hesitated as he straightened himself. He was a handsome man, in some ways generic, but overall exceptional. It was clear he was her son.

"The preparations will have to do. Attendant!" She was immediately in the presence of a neatly dressed man, who bowed his head. "Bring in the sacrifice."

"At once, Queen Excelcia." He disappeared, and then reappeared just as quickly, with two guards carrying a naked woman in chains and a hood over her head. The prisoner was thin and wiry, her chest tight against her ribs. She was covered in dirt and grime, and her skin bore evidence of . They pushed her into the circle, and unlocked her shackles, before yanking her hood off and stepping back to guard the entrance. The prisoner cowered on the floor, frantically trying to gleam her bearings of the situation. She recoiled as Excelcia placed her hand on her chin, using her thumb to caress her lips.

"Shh, shh, you're safe now." The queen smiled sweetly at the woman. The prisoner tried to speak, but couldn't; from the time away from social interaction, or from the presence of a goddess, Esau couldn't tell. Excelcia gently pushed her to the ground, their gaze unbroken, as if the prisoner was spellbound. "Esau, be a dear and undress me."

Esau gulped a lump down his throat. "Y-yes mother." Her dress came off surprisingly quickly, as did the silk straps that served as her undergarments. All that she had left on was her copious amounts of jewellery, her silky white stockings and evening gloves, and her luxurious high heels. It wasn't the first time Esau has seen her naked. In fact it would have been hard not to; she was known for her bouts of nudity in public. She revelled in making her subjects tense around her, forcing them to act like nothing was out of the ordinary. Regardless, she stirred his groin, and it pushed painfully against his trousers.

Excelcia uncorked the decanter of wine and brought it up to the prisoners lips. "Drink. Drink and be merry." The prisoner spluttered at first, not used to drinking much at all. She gulped the wine down her painfully dry throat heartily, dribbling crimson down her chin. When the decanter was half emptied, the queen parted it away from her, and poured it in a slow stream down the prisoners chest. "Let your scars be anointed, let the dirt wash away." The queen kissed her, her luscious bee-stung lips totally encapsulating the prisoner's. She bored into her mouth and dominated her tongue with her own. Her hand strayed southwards, her graceful slender fingers rubbing against her overgrown snatch, causing the prisoner to moan. "Let your womanhood be pleasured by those in power."

Esau knew that was the beginning of the ritual, and began the chant. Ancient words filled the room. "ללא שם: הו, שם, שמע את שיחתנ! בואו לתחום התמותה שלנו"

The room was channeled with static, and the air grew still.

"...הו סוקובוס נהדר, בבקשה לקבל את בתולה זו של גבוה, קורבן זה ראוי..."

The candle's flames inexplicably grew larger, to almost a foot long. It didn't dissuade Excelcia, who continued to frig the prisoner, each insertion squelching with her own dripping fluid.

"!בוא אלינו! בוא אלינו עכשיו! גרייס לנו בנוכחותך"

Esau's chanting was joined in by a genderless, gibbering choir from no discernible source. The prisoner squirmed and cried in pleasure as her body burned up with lust; the sweat beads on her skin steamed and boiled away.

Just as the chant reached its crescendo, Excelcia drew a dagger hidden in her stocking, and plunged it into the prisoners heart. There was no scream or yell, just shock and disbelief on her face. Excelcia withdrew from the circle. She showed no emotion at all to what just happened, to what she just did.

The choir stopped, and Esau was unable to get any words out of his mouth, no matter how hard he tried. It was as if an otherworldly silenced everything. The prisoner gurgled, but eventually passed away.

...There was a brief stillness, but everyone knew something was happening. And that's when she began to convulse. The prisoner's body rocked from side to side, spewing nonsense and raking her nails against the floor hard enough to leave a deep mark in the stone. The candles were suddenly snuffed out at once, plunging the chamber into complete darkness.

When the candles relit themselves, there was no prisoner. In fact, there was no-one in the room left alive except Excelcia, Esau, and the demon. The guards were bloody smears on the floor, and the attendant had no head. The Queen looked over the demon, pleased with herself. The demon used the prisoner's body, but it was no longer a shrivelled, broken husk. She was curvy, with a touch of plump, with large heavy breasts and an ass that could balance books. She had two hooves, covered in patches of fur and scales, and two long, luxurious horns jutting from her brow. Her face was sleek and smooth, and her eyes were piercing and full of lust. A whip-like tail wagged from side to side from the base of her spine. Light purple skin covered it all. The demon blinked, confused for a moment. She noticed the two royals, and a wide grin grew on her face as she took steps towards them. She was stopped by the edge of the circle however, as if there was an invisible barrier. She struck a sexy pose and pouted her lips.

"How about you let me out of this circle, hm? Then I can show you so many fun things."

The Queen laughed. "Don't take me for a fool demon. I know what your kind is capable of. First you will kindly tell us your name, and then maybe I'll consider it."

"It's Bael. My name is Bael," she replied quickly, "now let me out of here."

"Alright Bael, I command you to tell me all your secrets."

The stubborn demon did not speak.

"Someone has been lying." The Queen smiled, mouthing holy words silently. The demon buckled and fell to her knees, screaming in agony. "How about you tell me your name now, before I do that again."

"...It's... It's Naamah..."

"See? Was that really so hard? Now Naamah, how about you tell me the secrets to your kinds power."

"I... can't. Not yet. A soul is required. A powerful one, like yours," she looked at Esau and pointed a finger at him, "or his."

"Done. He's yours." Excelcia pushed him towards the circle. He stumbled onto his hands and knees, and when he raised his head, he was face to face with a demon.

"D-don't I get a word in this?" Esau quivered.

"Mmm, he's cute. He will do," she smiled at him, "do you mind?"

Esau opened his mouth to speak, but she already went ahead without his permission.

"Aw, so nice of you." Naamah plunged her hand into his chest, as if there was no resistance. It was a strange sensation. She then widened the hole with both hands. Esau screamed, but then stopped when he realised there was no pain whatsoever. He looked down, expecting to see his own blood and guts, but instead there was a swirling red portal!

"You know, for such a smart bitch, you sure fell for that trick easily."

"What-" she yelled, but she was cut off.

Before anyone could react, a bright flash of light filled the room, and everyone was sucked into the portal, Esau included.

What's next?

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