I licked my lips and typed back. "Will be there."
A nervous rush shot through me. I wiped at my balding head. This could all end. I should have done this from the beginning instead of trusting the cops to be trigger happy. I even knew the perfect stop for a sniper to take the shot. I had stashed Doug in a rental house to watch Mark as he usurped my wife and home. It would be the perfect spot. One shot and Mark would be dead and this would all be over.
* * *
Lilith -- The Abyss
Mary showered before me just on the other side of the barrier that separated the living world from the Abyss. I stood in the Shadows, the highest level of the Abyss. Only the most powerful demons could stand here and gaze at the real world, a constant reminder of what we were barred from. Only when a mortal summoned us could we cross the plane.
And I had been summoned.
Until Mary used her final boon, I was bound to serve her. Therefore, I could cross over at will. I could manipulate the world and prepare for my full escape. The seed already grew. My freedom was inevitable. I just needed worshipers and servants ready to aide me when I escaped the Abyss.
Lucifer was a fool to give me this chance. I would escape and savor the knowledge that he would forever be imprisoned. And my first act would be to get revenge on Mark. I hated all the humans. They were all children of Adam and Eve, but I hated men the most. They all made women serve their brutish desires, like my husband Adam had tried to do to me. And last night, Mark had touched me. He had fucked me. He didn't ask. He just seized because he believed I was property.
I had almost killed him, but his Pact with the Devil and Mary's commands had stopped me.
I burned to get my revenge. I would turn Mary against Mark. She was human, therefor weak and full of desires. I would work her desires like a lever against her soul, turning her to my ends. It would be so satisfying to destroy Mark with his own woman and undo all of Lucifer's careful plans for the young man.
Mary would be my weapon.
I manifested into the shower, the warm water spraying against my naked body. I was lush, my breasts perfect, heaving mounds. I was a succubus, the most beautiful goddess in all creation. My powerful, gorgeous face was framed by my silvery hair.
Mary trembled in delight as my lust washed over her. I would prove Lucifer wrong and twist the little slut from Mark. It would be so easy. She was consumed with passions. Her eyes locked on my tits, her freckled breasts heaving she desired my perfect body.
Mary wrenched her eyes from my breasts. "Lilith!" There was a touch of anger in her voice. Her green eyes hardened. She was still mad about what I did to Mark last night. The worm deserved it and more. I would crush him, and this stupid little girl would help me. Once my lust had fully flooded her, she would be putty in my hands. I would shape her into the knife that would plunge into Mark's heart.
My cunt grew wet at the thought.
"What are you--"
I pressed my body against her as I kissed her. Mary's nipples hardened against my pillowy breasts. She tried to back away from me, shuddering as she climaxed. I was Lilith, the first Succubus and mother of monsters. My touch was pure lust.
Mary's back hit the shower wall. I pressed tight against her, savoring the way her flesh shuddered beneath me as her orgasms wracked her body. I pinned her in place, my lips working against hers as we kissed.
Mary moaned into my lips. Her hands wrapped around my hourglass waist, sliding down to my ass. Her legs eagerly parted as her hips undulated. Her hard clit brushed the wet lips of my pussy. My hips undulated back as we slowly tribbed, grinding together.
"I enjoyed watching you and those men this morning," I whispered into her ear. It was the truth. "There's nothing hotter than a woman putting a man in his place. You mastered them. You made them your bitch."
"It was fun," moaned Mary. The girl shuddered in my arms as she came again. I had watched her dreams. She burned to dominate men and to possess a cock like the one I could summon.
Mary forced her eyes open. She bit her lip as she fought against my lust. Mary was getting better at resisting my passions, but not even she could fight off my lust and her orgasms when my cunt kissed her clit.
"Oh, yes!" she gasped as she shuddered.
"I bet you would love to make more men crawl before you." I licked her ear and she gasped and came again, her cunt juices drenching my pubic hair. "To make them beg to pleasure you. To degrade them the way Mark degrades women!"
"Yes! I want to do that!" Mary hissed, her fingers digging into my ass. "It was so hot, I came so hard as those sissies fucked me this morning! And then to hear that guy beg to let him cum! Fuck! He was so pathetic. He whined like a sissy bitch when I walked away. It was so intoxicating!"
"I can give you that," Lilith whispered. "You can have Mark as your obedient slave."
"What?" Mary asked, stiffening in my arms and her desires fading away. She clung to her misguided love for the man. I poured more of my lust into her. Get a human horny enough and they would do anything.
"Mark made you his slave. He degraded you. He used you. Wouldn't you love to do the same to him?"
Her body trembled in my arms, her breath quickening. Her thoughts whirled in her mind as her dark fantasies rose from the depths of her subconscious. I could taste them. They were delicious as she imagined Mark crawling before her and begging like a pathetic dog to fuck her. To please her and worship her.
He begged to be allowed to cum.
Mary craved power.
"He made you his slave, so make him yours. Degrade him, punish him. Get even with him for what he did!"
Scenarios whirled in her mind, and I inserted even nastier images as I ground my pussy against hers. The desire built inside her as the disgusting, degrading fantasies I planted flowered such depraved fruit. Mark sucking on her toes and worshiping her feet. Mary stepping on his cock, on his balls, crushing them between her toes as he moaned in pain and pleasure. Mark bent over a table, as Mark had bent Mary over so many tables, while Mary fucked his ass with a strap-on. Mark eating his cum out of Mary's cunt like a sissy bitch. Mark watching in the corner as men fucked Mary, stroking his little cock while a real man pleasured her. And then she would let him crawl across the bed and eat the other man's cum from her pussy.
I shuddered in delight; Mary was so close to giving in. Her answer was on the tip of her tongue. She wanted to dominate men. To dominate Mark.
"I love him," Mary whispered, even as the fantasies grew stronger. Her love was weakening. She clung to it, but her love eroded away beneath the winds of lust.
"You can always free him from you power after you've had you're fun," I lied. "Like he did for you."
Mary's body stiffened. Somehow, my words strengthened her resistance. "No," a whisper escaped her lips. "No!" There was more force the second time, and then she shoved me off of her. Anger blazed in her green eyes. "No, Lilith! Not Mark. We're equals. I was his slave, but he set me free! I could degrade and humiliate any man, but not Mark. You don't do that to someone you love!"
I snarled at her as anger bubbled up inside me. How did the little bitch resist those impulses? I built them on her fantasies, on her desires. It should have worked. The bitch should have been putty in my hand. She was only a human, nothing more than a slave to her desires. So how in the name of Creation had she resisted?
"I don't want you appearing before me, before Mark, before any of the sluts, or anyone else under our roof unless you're summoned, Lilith," Mary ordered in anger. "You're my slave!" The chains of her summoning tightened about me and dragged me back into the Shadows, back into the Abyss.
Lucifer laughed as I appeared in the Shadows, that damned, knowing smirk on his lips.
"That should have worked," I muttered in embarrassed anger. "How had the cunt resisted? Your work?"
"If you had paid any attention, you would have known that tactic would fail," Lucifer sneered as his light pulsed brighter. To humans, Lucifer appeared as they expected, in this day and age it was the evil lawyer routine, but his true form was hidden by a nimbus of shining light. He was the Morning Star, and he burned as bright as his pride.
I frowned, and then I smiled as seductively as possible. "What do you know, Lucifer?"
"You're trying to split up soul mates," Lucifer answered. "If I hadn't arranged for Mark to read that book and learn how to summon me, he would have met Mary anyways and their lives would have been boring. A few kids, a small house. It was destiny, so I just fudged how they met. I twisted their lives to serve my designs."
