Chapter - Midnight Shower
Jennifer woke just after dawn, lying naked on the dirt cellar floor, her body covered in the sticky demon cum. She crawled out from under the stairs and up to her bathroom where she soaked the dirt and cum from her body in the bath tub and then she fell into bed exhausted. It was early afternoon when she woke ravenous swith hunger and full of dread.
After eating, Jennifer sat down to take another look at the diary left to her by Samantha Lee, hoping for some clue that might let her escape this cursed house and the fate that seemed to wait for her every night at midnight.Before picking up the book, Jennifer had tried all the doors and windows on the main floor and had been unable to open any of them. How will I survive if I can not leave this house? she wondered in despair as she opened the book. To her surprise, there was a second entry that she had somehow missed the day before.
I am sorry Jennifer, but the spell the demons have on me prevents me from telling you too much at once. They fear you might be able to use the knowledge to escape them. The best I have managed is to create a spell of my own that hides the entries in my diary from them. They will appear to you each day when the sun is highest in the sky. I hope that I may give you enough information to help you escape in time.
The demons keep me prisoner in this house, but even they realize I can not live without food or sometimes other human company to keep me relatively sane. To that end, they allow me to go into town but only after a ritual that ensures I will return to them every night. If you go out to see the statue in the garden, it will tell you what to do. Tonight, beware of the bathroom.....they will wait for you in there.
Jennifer shuddered when she read the warning. She had to get out of this house, even if only for a few hours to keep her sanity. With trembling heart, she went to the back door which this time opened to let her out into the garden. She followed the path to the clearing and the statue of the erect horse.
As Jennifer stood there, she heard the grating voice in her head. It was weaker than it had been the other night, presumably the daylight weakened the powers of evil or some such thing. "Yes, my dear little Jennifer, our powers are less in the day, but they are strong enough to prevent you from leaving the house without our permission. If you wish to go into town, you must perform a special ritual here in the garden. You will then be allowed to go into town, but if you ask for help in anyway, or fail to return by sunset, there will be a price to pay."
"What do you mean? What type of ritual? What price?"
The horse / statue laughed maliciously. "The ritual my dear is quite simple. You must present yourself to me naked and suck on my member until I cum. You will then place some of the cum on your panties and leave them on my cock. This creates a powerful returning spell on you that will compel you to come back. If you have very strong will power or are distracted, you may be able to resist returning longer, but do not tarry past sunset or the price will be exacted. For your freedom, regardless of when you return, you must come to me after your midnight dalliance and go for a ride naked through the town. If you are late in returning, not only will you go for a ride in the town, but I will mount you in the town square so that all might see."
Jennifer stepped back in shock. To win even temporary freedom she was going to have to blow the horse statue again and play Lady Godiva where anyone might see her. How many times had Samantha made this deal and performed this unholy ritual to gain a little freedom? How many times would she do it? Jennifer tried to be strong, but the need to get away from the house was so overwhelming that she found her fingers undoing the buttons on her blouse before she even realized it. She slipped it off while the horse chuckled. "Mmm Jennifer, you do have such nice tits," said the gravelly voice, "and your mouth will feel so good around my cock again!"
The crudeness of his words gave her pause, but Jennifer steeled herself and removed the rest of her clothes to stand naked in the garden once more. Feeling very much like a slut, she slipped underneath the statue and raised her lips to the huge erection and took the head into her mouth. She expected to taste stone, but the cock was very much warm and alive as it throbbed in her mouth. "During the day, our powers are weakened so that I can not fully activate this body, but I can make the most important part of me flesh and blood," came the voice answering her unspoken question. Now suck me whore, suck me for your freedom!"
>Inch by inch Jennifer eased her mouth over the huge cock until it was down her throat and then she began to bob her head up and down on it. Her tongue licked around the huge swollen shaft and she heard the voice moaning inside her head."Ahhhhhhh yes Jennifer, you are so good with your mouth, that feels so good. Mmmmm, don't you feel like a real slut sucking off a horse cock. He he, what if someone came bye to visit and found you lying there lying naked under a statue, sucking its cock? Maybe we can arrange that to happen some day." Jennifer tried to ignore the voice and concentrate on winning her freedom and after a few more minutes of licking and sucking, she was rewarded by the surge of cum through the cock that gushed into her mouth. After the flow stopped, Jennifer picked up her panties and wiped some of the cum from her tits onto them and hung the trophy over the hard member of the statue which was now lifeless and silent again.
