Chapter 11 -- The Deal is Done
Baal turned his back to the altar and ignored Jane's screams as the tentacles enveloped her. It wasn't that he felt any guilt about her fate, in fact watching her getting fucked by her new demonic master would be very entertaining but he needed to find Rosie. Because despite his best efforts the demon had demanded two souls in exchange for it's help not just the one he was hoping to offer, so he needed to find the brunette as quickly as possible and complete the deal.
He strode towards the back of the temple heading for a small passageway which was almost hidden from the rest of the room. It was the only route out and must be where Rosie had gone. His only concern was how far into the temple the girl had wandered, as far as Baal could tell the site had been abandoned for years, maybe centuries. In such places the barriers to hell were very weak and it would be trivial for certain creatures to travel to Earth and make their home in the bowels of the temple. Rosie could easily encounter such things and whilst he wasn't concerned for her well being, there was a concern that another demon might take her for his own rather than the one he had in mind. So hurrying, he entered the dark passage and began his search.
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Jane screamed as the tentacles wrapped around her sweaty, naked body. The last half hour had been a blur. The man she'd only previously considered as her boss had given her the three best orgasms of her life. That in itself was very weird as until hour before she'd never even found him attractive. Then as she lay on the weird stone altar, still overcome by the climax caused by the rough but extremely pleasurable taking of her anal virginity, he'd started chanting in a strange language she couldn't understand. Within seconds he'd been answered by a booming voice in the same language and then all she could see were tentacles suddenly appearing from around the altar and slithering towards her. They now surrounded her, wrapping tightly around her arms, legs and stomach. Each was dark green, about a one or two inches in diameter and dripping a thick, green slime. Jane tried desperately to get free as they slipped around her but she was held tight by them, unable to move at all. She began to panic, to struggle even harder but it was no good.
She screamed again as the tentacles lifted her off the altar with ease. She kept struggling, trying again to escape from their grip, thrashing and tugging, but it was impossible. More of the tentacles appeared then, waving in the air around her. Still panicking, she looked around, trying to find a way out but all she could see that the altar had vanished and in it's place was a black, shimmering portal from which the tentacles seemed to be coming. Several more of them latched onto her body, sliding over her skin, the slime that coated them rubbing off and mixing with her sweat. Two of tentacles wrapped around her very large breasts, squeezing and caressing the large mounds.
"Noooo!!!" Jane cried out, the tentacles massaging her tits harder and harder.
The deep voice spoke again in the strange language.
"Please! Let me go! Please!" She begged the voice.
It replied in the alien language, not a word of which made sense to her.
"Please! I don't understand." She cried, tears now streaming down her face as more tentacles appeared out of the dark portal and wrapped around her so that only her head was not surrounded in the disgusting things.
The voice spoke again, just a few words this time. As it finished speaking Jane felt a jolt run through her, which seemed to almost come from her own mind, which was followed by a sharp, stabbing pain in her head.
"Arghhhh!" She screamed as her head throbbed.
"Be calm my pet. I was just ensuring you could understand me." It was the voice again, still speaking in the strange language but this time Jane could understand it. As it spoke the pain vanished and she even felt just a little calmer.
"Please! You have to let me go!" She screamed at the voice, if she could understand it, maybe she could bargain with it.
But in response the voice just let out a deep, rumbling laugh and said "I don't think so little one. Baal has offered me your body and soul in exchange for a small favour. An offer I was happy to accept. So you see now you are mine to do with as I wish, for all eternity."
"NO! PLEASE!" Jane cried, now utterly terrified, panic filling her again. She didn't know what the creature was but the thought of being it's prisoner was too much.
"I'm afraid so my nubile plaything. You are mine and I intend to use your body to fulfil my every whim."
"Oh god! No! NO!! NOOO!!!" Jane screamed again, thrashing about in the demon's tentacled embrace but the appendages held her fast yet again.
"Yes Jane. You are mine!" The voice bellowed with glee.
Jane then felt the tentacles wrapped around her breasts begin their caresses again, squeezing and rubbing all around her large, firm tits. Another tentacle that had been wrapped around her leg slithered up slightly and the tip started sliding around her pussy, gently playing with her opening but not entering her. Despite her terror Jane felt a little tingle of pleasure from these assaults, she tried desperately to ignore it.