Micah watched the members of the church fucking before him, and he felt their sexual energy flow into his being. Every manner of sexual coupling was taking place within the barn. Wives were pleasuring men other than their husbands, while some of the women and men were satisfying their lusts upon members of their own sex.
As Micah watched the orgy, the pastor's wife was avidly sucking his steel-like cock. Micah grinned, filled with joy that his plan was working out so perfectly. He motioned the pastor's wife to turn around and when she was in place he mounted her pushing his cock deep into her womb. He drank in the energy, which she released as she came on the swirling bumps of his member. So great was the energy the woman released that he decided to have each woman come to him so that he could fuck her to orgasm and devour the forces she gave forth.
In a booming voice he ordered all the women in the barn to come and stand before him. He commanded the men in the room to form a semi-circle around the women. He called upon the men to stroke their cocks as he filled the women's pussies with his manhood.
The first in line to fuck Micah was Sarah, and she quickly knelt to suck his cock before turning around so that her master could fuck her doggie style. As Micah pushed his hardness into Sarah's wet pussy, he could visualize himself fucking Sarah down through the years until she died upon his cock. Sarah's cumming was so strong that Micah decided to cum in her. With a roar, which shook the barn, Micah shot his seed into the climaxing woman.
When Micah had filled Sarah with his hot cum his cock did not go limp. He fully retained his vigor as he motioned Sarah to move away and for another woman to take her place. Once he had shoved his cock fully into the next woman's pussy, Micah looked around at the men standing, masturbating before him. He saw that each man was eagerly staring at the fucking going on in front of them. As Micah watched, several of the men came, showering the floor of the barn with their cum. Micah grinned as he saw the cocks of the men who had just cum almost instantly return to full vigor.
The being known as Micah grinned to himself knowing all the church members were his heart and soul. In awhile he would turn his attention elsewhere but for now that which was taking place in the barn would be enough. As he fucked the last woman, Micah told the men to take the place of the women and prepare to be mounted. Micah instructed the men to spread wide their ass cheeks and to masturbate while trying their best to achieve an orgasm. Micah assured each man who came, while being fucked up the ass, a reward, and Micah fulfilled his promise by flooding the men's rectums with his demon cum.
Later as the men and woman, with Micah's cum dripping from them, stood around him he laughed and motioned them to continue on with the orgy, "Fuck and be fucked, suck and be sucked for you are all free to do as you wish. Fulfill your every desire and fear for you shall not sin for I absolve you from all that takes place here this night.
"Men you shall find that tonight you are able to perform beyond your wildest imaginings, and each woman here will experience the excitement, which only few of the female sex have ever known in the history of this world. Tonight is for pleasure, and you must all drink deep from the cup of sensation."
In the house Amos watched anxiously out the window at the barn. His greatest fear that Luke, Sarah, or Rachel would come back to the house and seek entrance at its locked door, in which case he would have to turn them away with force, if necessary. Amos tightened his grip upon his shotgun and prayed that none of his kin came up to the house. He had seen a lot in his lifetime, but he had never seen anything like was happening to him now.
It would have been bad enough to find an orgy going on in his barn; however he had seen similar things in his younger days. Liquor and lust could lead to an orgy, even among the best of God fearing people. Amos knew more than a little about human nature. He might have been born and raised in the hills, but he was more of a man of the world who more sophisticated.
No, it was the silent children sitting still as stone at the barn, which really scared him. It had taken Luke Jr. and him to herd the kids up to the house and gather them together on the floor of the living room.
Amos knew with all certainty in his heart that what lurked in the barn and took possession of the people at the party, was evil; and, he was determined to defend the innocent from all harm, not matter the cost. He was not a violent man and loved his family dearly, but he knew his duty.
Each minute, which passed seemed like an eternity to Amos. Every now and then he would catch Luke Jr. watching from the top of the stair, only to motion him back to bed. After an hour, Amos gave a sigh, for during that time there had not been any sign of motion from the barn. Yet, time passed slowly for the watcher. A hundred reasons for what was occurring ran through his mind, but nothing seemed to make sense. The only answer he could come up with was that somehow the devil had descended upon his household, but for what reason, he could not fathom.
As darkness fell, Amos saw the headlights of a car turning in the drive. The first set of lights was quickly followed by another pair. From the light thrown out by the front porch light, Amos could see that a car followed by a bus had pulled up in front of the house. A tall light brown haired man stepped out of the driver seat of the car and began to walk up to the front door. Amos saw the driver of the bus follow the brown haired man up to the door. Outside the door the driver of the car smiled as he saw Amos looking at him and held to the window a card, which identified him as Dr. Thaddeus Orion. Amos rapidly opened the door to the men outside and welcomed them into the house.
"Mr. Amos Clayton, I presume?" The brown haired man who had identified himself as Dr. Orion asked.
"Yeah, I'm Amos Clayton and I'm mighty glad to see you, but I didn't expect your friend or a bus full of people."
"This is my associate Mark Allen," Doctor Orion said. Amos was struck by the doctor's deep blue eyes, which were even deeper colored than Micah's. The man before him had a thin face with a long, slender nose. His jaw was firm, and his mouth was full. "He is a man of many talents and tonight his talent is bus driver. I'm afraid that we have no bus full of people. Mark has driven a bus to pick up the children. The will be taken to their church, where somehow the door will open to another one of his talents, which we will not further describe. In that place the children will be safe from any harm. Please take my word when I say that my associate is more than capable of guarding the children."
The man Dr. Orion pointed to was a short African America of slender build. There was something about the man's stance, which struck Amos as if the man he was looking at was very, very dangerous.
"I am pleased to meet you, Mr. Clayton," said Mark Allen. "Rest assured that every child I take to the church will be safe."
"Good, I been worried out of my mind about them kids," Amos gasped with relief. "Git'em out'er here the sooner, the better, but you gotta take my great-grandson Luke."
"No they don't," yelled Luke Jr. running down the stairs. "I don't want to go anywhere. I know something terrible is going on and that Pa, Ma, and Rachel are in terrible danger. I am awful scared and I haven't every seen you so scared great-grandpa, but I'm a Clayton and I ain't running!"
"Boy, it's for your own good," Amos bent down and embraced the lad. "You go with these folks."
