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“Wha- What are you doing to me?!” he yelled.
“Pleasuring you, sweetie,” she replied.
Travis tried again to gain control of his body but
“I can’t move!”
She placed a finger on his lips, “Shhh. Don’t fight.
It will all be over soon.”
The woman’s eyes turn a vibrant red. Travis’ face
became white with terror as he watched two huge
black wings extend from behind her.
This wasn’t real. This can’t be real!
“Oh it is very real, Travis,” she spoke in a dark
chilling voice. “How ironic is it that after all those
women you sold off to the highest bidder, that
your end would come at the hands of one you
thought you’d be able to sell?”
“How could she possibly know about that?” was
the single thought racing through Travis’ brain
amidst the rising sense of dread.
“You’re no woman. You’re a monster!”
Giggling, she leaned forward. “Oh, how right you
are,” she whispered in his ear.
She slammed down hard onto Travis’ c–k
repeatedly. His hips worked against his will to
t—-t himself deep into her core.
“Yes! Release yourself. Give in to your lust, and
fill me with your soul!”
Travis was on the edge past the point of no
return. His heart was beating out of his chest and
his lungs felt on fire. His second o—-m came
forth with such force that it shattered his mind.
He shot his semen into her — and with it, all his
life energy. The monster on top of him climaxed
as he did, moaning and savoring her own
pleasure as well as the energy being pumped into
her dripping s-x.
It had been too long. The time to act was now.
Cole got up from the bar and marched towards
the stairs leading to the upper balcony.
“Sir. Sir! You can’t go up there!” the security
guard insisted, grabbing Cole’s arm.
Cole quickly fished his badge from under his
trench coat. “Chicago Police, stand aside!”
He marched up the stairs to the only private
“This is the CPD, Travis! Open this door! Now!”
There was no answer. The door was locked.
“Do you have a key for this door?” he asked the
security guard who immediately shook his head.
Cole drew his service revolver from its holster and
gave the door a hearty kick, and then another,
until it flew open. He dashed inside with his pistol
at the ready.
“Put your hands in… what the f–k?!”
Cole saw the woman he was looking for, with
huge bat like wings sticking out from her back
and a long tail dangling behind her, sitting on top
of what looked like a shriveled up corpse. Her
glowing red eyes glared at him, sending a chill
down Cole’s spine.
“A pure soul,” she whispered.
The woman dashed toward the back wall made of
glass. Cole fired three shots before she jumped
through the glass to the ground below.
Cole ran to the ledge and looked down. There
was no body. No one could have survived much
less walked away from a fall like that. Did she…
“What the hell did I just witness?”
To Be Continued