Possession Chapter8

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All the showers were taken. Ellie and Lisa sat on the edge of the pool to wait, splashing lazily with their feet. Suddenly there was a voice from the corridor:

“Hello! Girls?”
“Father Henry! Don´t come in here, we are not dressed!”
“Oh sorry! I just need Ellie to come get her clothes from sacristy.”
“Wait a minute, I´ll shower and come right down.”
“Could you come pick them now, so I could lock up the church?”

Ellie got up to get into the white alb.

“Why didn´t he just bring my clothes here?”
“Well I wouldn´t like him touching my undies.”

When Ellie exited the pool house, there was no one there. She saw that a door to the church was open and ran there feeling the cold path under her bare feet. Father Henry waited just inside and closed the door, locking it. She grabbed Ellie´s arm and led her to the altar.

“Let us continue the rite.”

The tear-soaked paper was still on the floor of the altar. The priest picked it up.

“I think we will keep Holy Mother out of this.”

Ellie turned to the priest, who put another paper on the floor. He stood up and opened the belt holding his cassock, then dropped the garment from his shoulders. Underneath, he was all naked. He picked up a crown made of thorns and put it on his head. Little streams of blood started flowing down his face. Ellie watched in horror as his penis got larger and rose to point at her. He grabbed her, turned her around and pushed her over the kneeling bench. The hem of her dress was pulled up again and the hard organ pushed between her legs. The tip of the thing found moisture inside her slit and started poking her vulva.

“The Lord´s prayer. Start praying.”
“Our Father who art in Heaven…”

Father Henry´s penis entered Ellie´s vagina. It stretched the tissue that had started to heal from the demon´s violation, causing pain like opening old wounds. All the lovely caresses she had got from Lisa conspired to make her slippery and easy to impale. Ellie cried in desperation.

“Keep praying.”
“Hallowed be thy name.”

Fully penetrated by the priest, Ellie felt him start thrusting into her. She tried to block the feeling of flesh sliding in and out of her and concentrated on the prayer. Maybe he would stop when she got through it. She tried to read as fast as she could.

“…For thine is the Kingdom, the power, and the glory, forever and ever, Amen.”
“Now that you have the Lord´s attention, maybe you could tell Him how much you value his touch.”

Ellie did not understand what the priest wanted. She was not really surprised that he did not stop after the prayer. The man never went easy on her. She just needed to kneel there and take it. Now he reached his hand to her hair and pulled, forcing her head up to look at the big crucifix on the altar wall.

“Did you not hear me? Tell Jesus how much you like his cock inside your tight little cunt.”

Ellie´s attention returned to the disgusting piece of meat moving inside her pussy canal. And she had to pretend she liked it. Fresh tears in her eyes she said:

“Oh sweet Jesus, I love your cock inside me.”
“Let Jesus fuck you.”
“Fuck me, Jesus.”
“Now buck back when the Lord enters you. Oh yes, little nymphet, the Lord Jesus is going to fill you with his seed.”

Ellie cried and pushed her butt back when the hands on her hips directed her so. It felt like she pulled the organ into herself, like she invited the pain inside. Suddenly the priest slapped her butt hard, awakening the old stinging of previous spanking.

“I said Jesus will gift you with his seed. Ask for it!”
“Jesus, please give me your seed.”
“Oh yes, I will fill your cunt with my blessing.”
“Thank you, lord Jesus, fill my cunt please.”

The priest buried his penis in Ellie´s vagina. She felt it shoot out jets of warm fluid. She knew it was the same slime she had gotten to know from her father´s penis. Priest or demon, they were all the same.
Father Henry kept his penis inside the girl until he had regained his breath. As it became limp, it slid out. He stood up and covered his body with the cassock again, removing the thorny crown very carefully. He explained that he had acted like this to make it unbearable for the demon to keep occupying Ellie´s body. There was no pleasant way to make an evil entity leave his pray. It seemed to Ellie the priest had had a good time though.

On the way home she could not even think about riding her bike. She just used it for support as she slowly made her way, taking as small steps as possible. The secretions from the priest´s penis flowed out of her pussy and down her legs. There it dried, forming a sticky, itching layer on her skin. Tears had dried on her cheeks and her eyes were red.
It was already dark, and she was getting cold. All miserable, she let anger grow inside. Everybody wanted to have their way with her newfound pussy. Before this week it had been just a little slit where piss came out. She decided tonight had been the last time anyone got to touch her there. Even if Tina would pass her by and propose sex games, she would tell her to fuck off. And if the demon planned something for 3 am tonight, he would get his balls kicked straight back to Hell.

Back home Dad was waiting in his pajamas. His nose wrinkled like he smelled something, but Ellie did not care.

“How come it took you so long? Did something happen to you?”
“No, we just swam in the pool and stuff.”
“Well it´s almost midnight, and way past time to bed.”

Her phone said 11:30 pm. She was surprised it was that late. She had spent more time with the priest than she thought. Exhausted as she was, she was not a bit sleepy. She waited for her father to go to sleep, then very quietly screwed the handle off his bedroom door. It closed with a click, now impossible to open with bare hands. She had not found anything in the room that would fit the rectangular hole on the lock. Nevertheless, she wanted to be sure. She dragged a heavy armchair against the door, then a wide sofa next to it. A table fit just between the sofa and opposite wall, so now the door was effectively barred. Ellie sat down to wait.

At 1 am she decided to turn on the tv. She could keep the volume down and pass the time. There was something wrong with the reception, no channels were available. Had she disconnected something while moving the furniture? Dad could fix it tomorrow.

1:15. But what if he woke up and needed to go to toilet or something?

2 am. She started browsing her phone.

2:30. She had somehow gotten herself reading about demons again.

2:55. Was it getting warmer here?

3 am. Red light emanated from her room. She sat completely still, thinking she should have left the house. Heavy steps from dad´s bedroom. A bright light from the hole where door handle used to be. Then a thump on the door. After a brief pause there was a harder attack on the door. She could see the upper corner bend a little and feel the impact on the sofa she was sitting on. Some smoke came from the hole in the door. She smelled the bad odor, now she thought it must have been Sulphur. She retreated to the darkest corner of the room.

“Ellie, are you there?”

It was dad´s voice.

“Please help me, I´m trapped.”

He sounded scared. Ellie approached the door. She looked back at her room, still glowing red. The clock on the wall read 10 past 3. It was not safe yet. Not even near. The next call came in the shrill demon voice:

“Come to daddy!”

Ellie rushed back to the corner. The demon started pounding the door like a machine, one hit every five or six seconds.

“We will have so much fun together.”

The door seemed to hold. Ellie crouched in the corner, curling herself into a ball.

“No flesh shall be spared!”

She put her hands together. There had been some intensive training in prayers lately.

“Oh Father who art in Heaven…”

“Ooh, nice. Your father is pretty far from heaven now, you know.”

“Hallowed be thy name.”

“Yes, yes, keep praying. I´m gonna give you reason to pray.”

Keep praying. That´s what the priest used to say while hurting her. How could she stop them coming at her? It seemed the demon read her mind.

“Maybe you could offer me somebody else? Invite some sweet virgin for a sleepover? Or would you like to take a life for me?”

“Thy kingdom come, thy will be done…”

It was no use. The words only brought physical memories of Father Henry´s penis forcing its way into her delicate flesh. She cupped her hand over her groin and watched the door shake. Now several voices babbled some unknown language in dad´s room. Ellie closed her eyes. She had tried. There was nothing more left in her.

And then it stopped. Intervals between the crashes on the door got longer. Voices from the other side stopped. She opened her eyes. Red light from her room faded away. There was one last bang on the door, then no more. It was 4 am.

She stayed in her corner, completely exhausted. Maybe she dozed off for a while. Before she knew it, it was 5.30 am and there was a hint of light behind the curtained window. She decided to wait until full dawn, then move the furniture back to place and return the handle to dad´s door.