The Witch And The Incubus Ch 05

Author's Notes: This story includes elements of the following: anal sex, BDSM play, group sex, lesbian sex, mind control, and nonconsent/reluctant sex. This story does not present BDSM in a realistic manner - it's fantasy folks. I want to thank my wife for editing, her guidance, insight, and suggestions. I also want to thank my friend, Ann, for her support of this project.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY'RE HAVING SEX?!" Alex yelled. The short and petite Asian woman looked up at the naked, eight-foot, red-skinned demon with all the rage and fury of a mother bear protecting her young.

"This is the first time you've seen me like this, and yet you're not afraid in the least. Why am I not surprised?"

"Why did you think she would be cowed?" Lilith asked as she walked up behind Alex. "She's always made it clear she didn't like you to your face."

"Yes, but I thought this way she'd be less likely to be so impertinent," Caliban sighed.

"Stop avoiding the question before I give you a sex change with my teeth!" Alex said.

"Layla is preparing Sarah to join my harem. The two of them have three days together for Layla to introduce Sarah to what it will be like as my pet; on Monday, I plan on claiming her for my own."

"Fine. Good. That's nice," she facetiously stated. "Why the hell didn't they tell me?!"

"I think that's something you should ask Layla and Sarah," Lilith said.

"I have the address of the hotel they're at if you'd like," Caliban added.

"Fine -- could you just, you know, turn back into a human and put some clothes on? I'm getting a crick in my neck."

Caliban growled but walked off to the bedroom.

"You're one of the few women I know that can boss Caliban around - I'm impressed," Lilith said as the elevator bell rang. "Ah good; Melissa and Nevada are back!"

"We bring food and wine!" Melissa said as she walked from the elevator.

"Who's the new chick?" Nevada looked Alex over.

"I could say the same about you..." Alex quipped.

"They're the newest editions to my harem!" Caliban walked out in a button-down shirt and slacks. "What do you think?"

"You don't really want me to answer that, do you?" Alex gave Caliban a pained look.

"What? You don't think we're pretty enough?" Nevada asked.

"If you don't have anything nice to say..." Alex said under her breath.

"Like you're one to talk! You have no boobs, no ass, and-"

"That's enough!" Caliban interrupted Nevada. "I asked Alex what she thought of you, not the other way around..."

"She looks like a little boy," Melissa mocked.

Alex looked at Caliban with a mixture of pain and anger. She took a deep breath. "Yes," she began, "I have small boobs, I chose them to be this size, much like this bitch who instead chose to have breasts the size, shape, and realism of beach balls; her skin looks like leather and she wears more makeup than a two-dollar whore. You," she pointed to Melissa, "look like a cross between Tilda Swinton and Shelley Duvall but without any of the personality or talent. Shit, bitch, you think I'm boyish? I'm fucking in transition. What the fuck is your excuse?!"

"YOU BITCH!" Melissa moved towards Alex, but Nevada grabbed her arm.

"Was it necessary to start this?" Lilith asked Caliban. "You knew this would happen, didn't you?"

Caliban smirked and raised an eyebrow. "Okay. That's enough. Melissa - the next time you talk to a guest in my house that way, you'll get your first taste of punishment. And you..." He turned to Alex. "I expected better from you."

"You asked my opinion. I wasn't going to say anything, but they provoked me," Alex shrugged. "Besides, after this, they'll be all you have left. I'm killing Layla and Sarah."

"WHAT?" Nevada said.

"She's exaggerating," Caliban assured her.

"Maybe, maybe not. We'll see what their excuse for ditching me is this time. What's that address?" Alex asked. Her phone rang. She took it out of her purse, looked at it, then glared at Caliban. "Hello Layla!" she said in a sweet but sarcastic voice.

"Hi, Alex. Girly, I have something to tell you and I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier..." Layla said.

"You fucked Sarah," Alex said with a shrug.

"Y-yes, how did you know that?"

"I have a bit of news myself. I've been calling since yesterday morning, but you didn't pick up. You should listen to your messages; I think some of the insults I left were particularly inventive on the last call. So now, I'm standing in Caliban's penthouse discussing the size of Nevada's fake titties."

"Fuck you!" Nevada yelled.

"Wow, Alex. Could you be sassier? I'm sorry, okay. I turned off my phone because I was shopping for clothing at upscale boutiques and then I took Sarah to a fancy restaurant..." Layla explained.

"I don't mind that you didn't answer your phone. However, I would at least have liked the chance to talk the two of you out of it," Alex rolled her eyes.

"IT WASN'T A MISTAKE!!!" Sarah yelled in the background.

"I tried to talk her out of it; she talked me into it. There was nothing you could have said that would have changed her mind," Layla said.

"It just feels like you keep forgetting about me; it hurts," Alex said.

"I'm sorry Alex, I am. What's your news?"

"I've finally received the two letters of readiness from my therapists and scheduled my surgery for this Wednesday. I was hoping you and Sarah could be there for me."

"Absolutely. I'll let my professors know on Monday that I'm not coming that day -- we'll spend the whole day with you -- and anything you need while you're healing, you can call on me," Layla said.

"Unless you turn off your phone," Alex shot back.

"I won't. It seriously was just an oversight on my part. On Wednesday and until you're healed, you'll have my complete attention."

"OH MY GOD! You should hear what that bitch said in her voice message to me!" Sarah yelled in the background. "I'm more proud than I'm offended!"

"May I talk to Layla?" Caliban asked Alex.

She eyed him suspiciously but handed over the phone.

"Layla? Listen, I just want to let you know that I want you to spend as much time with Alex as you need to after the surgery. ... Oh, you already said that to her? Without consulting me first? ... Yes, I would have, but it's the principle of the thing, pet. You shouldn't assume. ..." Caliban sighed as he listened to Layla. "No, I'm not going to punish you, but I am going to remind you which one of us is the Master in this relationship in a way that will leave you sore. I'll see you in a few days, pet."

He handed the phone back to Alex. "Hey, Layla?"

"Yeah girly?"

"So... how is Sarah in the sack?" Alex asked with an impish grin.

"Uh... This is on speakerphone and she's in the room right now," Layla said.

"OH MY GOD!" Sarah said in the background, "She's kinkier than most porn stars! I would never have thought..."

"Bye Alex. We'll talk about this later," Layla said before hanging up the phone.

"Kinkier than most porn stars..." Alex repeated.

"Strippers can be pretty kinky," Nevada said.

"You're still here?"

"We live here. Besides, she was putting away groceries," Melissa retorted.

"Do you two always speak for one another?" Alex asked with an eyebrow raised.

Nevada and Melissa glanced at each other then back to Alex. "Yes," they both said.

Alex shook her head. "I should go. I don't know where, but I think I've had enough of the demonic harem for one day."

"We could go to the movies," Lilith offered Alex.

"With you?"

"Sure, why not? I like your style..."

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Layla rolled over and placed her arm around Sarah, then opened her eyes to see light spilling into their hotel room. "Wake up sleepy head. We only have this morning before I take you to be initiated," she whispered in Sarah's ear.

"I had the weirdest dream..." Sarah moaned.

"Oh? Why don't you tell me about it?"

"I dreamed that you and I stayed in a hotel room all day having hours of sex in different positions, and different ways. I must have came half a dozen times..."

"It was more like a baker's dozen." Layla kissed Sarah's neck and pulled her close. "Having sex with you has been a fantasy of mine since we met. You didn't disappoint."

"And you've convinced me that I like women. Or at least dominant women."

"Speaking of which, do you still feel sore?" Layla asked as her hand slipped further down Sarah's waist.

"Yes," Sarah said as she took Layla's errant hand and pulled it to her belly.. "I've barely had 8 hours of recovery time after yesterday's marathon. Do you really have sex this often?"

"No, not quite. Although soreness is a regular issue - that's mostly due to Big Red."

"Is that what you call it?" Sarah asked as she turned around.

"Affectionately, but we don't say it around Caliban." Layla grabbed Sarah's ass. "We suspect that he could change its size -- I mean, he can transform into a human, so why not? I think he enjoys being a little cruel. I mean, he also leaves a lot of little cuts and scratches all over your body during sex..."

"So that's why..."

"Yes -- that's why I have all these little scratches all over my body. His fingernails are like razor blades and he loves carefully running them across his pet's skin, leaving little trails of blood."

"Why did I agree to this again?" Sarah asked.

"Too late, lover," Layla moved in to kiss Sarah but stopped short. "You're in too deep now. Your only option is to plunge deeper into depravity with me." She rubbed her sex against Sarah's thigh and grazed her lips with her own.

"Layla!" Sarah whimpered. "I said I'm sore!"

"I know. I'm sorry, but this might be the last time it's just us together for a week or so." Layla licked Sarah's lips. "Tomorrow, you'll get all your body hair removed, you'll be fucked by Caliban, marked as his pet, and you'll get all the piercings that I have." She gently kissed her. "Then it will take about a week to heal -- no sex during that time."

"Only a week?" Sarah asked.

"We've got something that speeds healing," Layla smirked. "Pleeaaasssse?" she said before licking the side of Sarah's neck.

"Mmmokay," Sarah moaned. She opened her legs and entangled them with Layla's. "Just not so rough this time. I don't want to be this sore tomorrow."

"Just this - kissing, and touching," she said as she ran her hand down Sarah's thigh. "This was a beautiful weekend. I wish it could go on forever."

"Me too... Layla, I know this is sudden but, I could fall for you," Sarah admitted.

"I'm Caliban's for the rest of my life. You'll have to leave me at some point and start your own life," Layla said as she ran her fingers through Sarah's hair.

"I'm not talking about forever -- I know when I'm in puppy love. I just wanted you to know how I felt, so when I start following you around and pouting for your attention, you're not surprised," she said with a smirk.

"I have you wrapped around my finger, then? I'll have to take advantage of that..."

"Oh no! I've been seduced by a manipulative scoundrel and am completely at her mercy. Whatever shall I do?" Sarah said in a fake southern accent.

"Lick me?" Layla suggested.

"Did I mention that I'm sore? As in my whole body? Including my tongue?"

Layla pouted. "I guess rutting against your thigh will have to do..." She closed her eyes and kissed Sarah gently. "Seriously, though, I've enjoyed this, and it makes me very happy that you've enjoyed it, too." She tightened her legs around Sarah and ground herself into Sarah's thigh. "Despite all of my teasing, you're a wonderful person. Anyone would be lucky to have you."

Sarah looked deep into Layla's eyes and sighed. "You're so sweet," she murmured before locking lips with Layla and kissing her deeply. Sarah untangled their legs and pushed Layla's shoulders down on the bed. She broke their kiss as she rubbed her sex over Layla's. "I want to make you cum," she whispered.

Sarah buried her face in Layla's neck and Layla wrapped her legs around her. "You're quickly becoming my favorite lover," Layla whispered as they became lost in emotion and sensation.

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"Okay, so... I kinda want to know, and I kinda don't," Alex admitted. Sarah, Layla, and Alex all sat at a burger joint. Sarah and Layla were both eating; Alex had a cup of water.

"Well, which is it?" Sarah said as she picked up a fry. "I have nothing to hide; I can tell you all of Layla's juiciest secrets!"

Layla rolled her eyes. "We're always hearing about your sexual exploits..."

"Well, you've never shared any of yours!" Sarah said.

"That's right. That's because, before Caliban, I had no sexual exploits, and after Caliban, I didn't think Alex would appreciate hearing about them."

"She's right." Alex sipped on her water. "I didn't want to hear about Caliban. Now that I've seen him as a demon, I still don't want to hear about it now."

Sarah swallowed a bite of hamburger. "So I'll tell you what it's like to be laid by Layla!"

"Actually, I'd rather hear it from Layla," Alex said. "As she said, we're always hearing about your sexual exploits."

Layla put down her burger and sighed. "Do you want to hear about her initiation, or our weekend together?"

"The weekend. I could do without your weird sex cult initiation."

"Okay, well first of all, not only am I the first girl she's been with, but I'm also her first anal sex experience, her first real BDSM experience, and I was the first to use toys on her. So I got a bowl full of her cherries," Layla smiled.

"You forgot to mention that you're my first girl crush," Sarah whispered.

"Awww! Really?!" Alex hugged Sarah's arm.

"To be fair, I had a long-time crush on her, practically since we all first met." Layla bit into her burger.

"Really? Damn, why didn't I see that?"

"It isn't like she advertised it; I didn't know either," Sarah said.

"Well, it's just that I pride myself in my ability to read my friends," Alex said. "Know their birthdays, the way they take their coffee, the type of guys that turn their head... I know it's creepy, but I just feel more connected with them when I feel like I know them. I thought I knew Layla; I knew she was bi, but I thought that Sarah wasn't her type."

Layla swallowed. "I, uh, usually go for girls who are bad-asses; dominant personalities, strong-willed, and independent -- not that I ever had the nerve to pursue them before now. Sarah wouldn't normally be someone I went for but she's, I don't know, supermodel pretty and very funny. She's like half Uma Thurman, a third Kate Upton, and the rest is Kaley Cuoco."

"Holy crap -- I'm a celebrity recipe now?"

"A high honor," Alex said before looking at her watch. "We better go. I have paperwork to fill out before they'll admit me for surgery."

The three women all got up and began to gather their trash. "I understand you've been spending time with Lilith lately," Layla said.

Alex nodded as they walked over to the trash cans. "She took me out to a movie on Monday and yesterday we went on a hike together. She's a cool chick," she admitted.

"Oh? Is that all?" Layla eyed Alex suspiciously.

"Well, she's also trying to talk me into learning witchcraft with you. She was impressed with how well I handled facing Caliban in his true form and suggested that would be a good way to bond with you."

"Well?"

"I don't know." Alex shrugged as they headed out the door. "I don't believe in that kind of stuff. Or, at least, I didn't believe in that kind of stuff. However..."

After a short awkward silence, Layla spoke up. "However?"

"It would mean I'm closer to the two of you without getting too involved with the whole sex cult thing you have going on," Alex said. "I know that's unfair, but that's kind of how I see it -- I'm uncomfortable seeing both of you caught up in it but I also don't want to be shut out."

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to," Layla said.

"Besides, I'm not leaving our dorm room; I'm still going to be there," Sarah added as they reached the car. Alex entered the passenger side door, Layla the driver's side, and Sarah the backseat door.

"You know, she also knows tattooing. I'm not a great artist, but I've seen the sketches you make. Is tattooing something you'd be interested in?" Layla said to Alex.

"She does? Lilith has zero tats."

"I know. There's a story there, but I'll let her tell you herself. In any case, if you learn, she might let you tattoo her. And she's going to be tattooing me shortly. I've chosen a full-body tribal motif," she explained as she started the car.

"That's sexy -- but a bit extreme," Sarah said.

"It works perfectly with my style; it goes with just about everything. Of course, it'll take forever to do." Layla shrugged.

"I think I'd like a Japanese cherry blossom tree on my back. Honor my heritage, or at least part of it, anyway," Alex said.

"I think I'd like either a few little cute girly tattoos or, if I had to go with something large, I'd get roses down one of my legs," Sarah said.

"Girly like what?" Layla asked Sarah.

"I don't know; maybe ribbons, hearts, or a poem in calligraphy. I've always liked 'Invitation' by Shel Silverstein," she said with a dreamy look.

"Huh. I kinda like the rose idea, personally. Then again, I could never get into that girly stuff," Layla said with a shrug.

"What do you think, Alex?" Sarah asked

"I like the poem idea, but if you get the roses, we could be flower sisters!"

"Okay -- you've convinced me!" Sarah said with a wide grin. "But Layla isn't allowed to get flowers; she isn't one of us!"

"Did you just exclude me, bitch? I'll have flowers if I want flowers. In fact, I might just have a single small rose and a single cherry blossom for each of you. So there-ha!" Layla passed a sign indicating the way to the hospital. She heard Alex let out a long sigh. "Are you ready for this, Lexy?"

"No, but I need this so I'm not backing out now."

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"Oh, it's blondie," Nevada said as Sarah walked through the elevator doors. Sarah held her cell phone in her hand. Both Nevada and Melissa were on the couch watching TV while wearing pajama bottoms and tee shirts.

"Hi," she said, ignoring Nevada's snark. "Where's Caliban and Lilith?"

Melissa peeked around from behind Nevada. "They went to get that, uh, friend of yours a gift."

"You mean Alexandra -- they're getting her something for when she's out of surgery? That's very sweet of them."

"Yeah, whatever," Melissa said under her breath. Nevada elbowed her.

"I'm sorry, but seriously, what is your deal?!" Sarah said.

"Nothing. Never mind," Melissa said.

Sarah turned to Nevada. "Don't look at me, princess..." Nevada said

"Okay, look; you know as well as I do what Caliban expects from us," Sarah yelled. "We have to get along. So all this 'princess/blondie' shit stops right now. And you will respect my friend Alex - she's important to me."

"So what are you going to do? Tell on us?" Nevada asked.

"YES. Because right now it's four against two, and you're on the losing side of this. If you want to be on the right side, then join us, and stop being such bitches!" Sarah's nostrils flared.

Melissa and Nevada looked at each other. "Listen -- you, Layla, Lilith, and Master all have this tight-knit thing going on," Nevada said. "Melissa and I only have each other."

"Have you ever tried to be a part of the conversation for once? Or do the two of you just sit around, eating food, drinking, and watching TV until our Master tells you to do something?"

Melissa shrugged and looked down. "So what if we are? It isn't like Caliban is here to tell us to do something else. He cares so much about you, Layla, and Alexan-DER that he hasn't given us much thought at all."

The elevator dinged and the doors opened. Caliban stepped out and hung up the phone in his hand. Sarah's phone let out a dial tone. "I was afraid of this. Sarah? Go ahead and gather what Layla needs while I deal with these two."