You jump surprised by the intrusion. You slowly turn in the hallway making sure not to bump something over in haste hoping that you had just heard the television. Behind you is another man, or at least what resembles a man. Your heart immediately begins to beat rapidly and you wonder astonished at how someone could possibly break into your house, without you even knowing about it nonetheless.
"You look surprised. Then again if I was as ignorant as you humans I guess I'd be surprised to." The being's voice was powerful but not loud. Their was just a small hint of an accent that you couldn't place.
You begin evaluating what on earth this person could possibly want. Nothing made sense, no thief, murderer or anything else you could think of would alert you to his presence. Suddenly the implications of his comment dawn upon you and with the cold chill of fear creeping down your back you wonder what this person was if not human.
You look up at the 'man' hoping for a clue and begin taking into perspective what you could. He was dressed in a black business suit with no tie and no shoes either. By now the man has taken off his overcoat and is unbuttoning his dress shirt revealing a well sculpted body beneath. His skin appears to be some strange off-shade of red, his hair dead black, and his eyes are completely black. Your mind seems to be working much slower than normal and you are struck with an idea, not of his nature but the deed he wished to commit, that horrified you even more than a thief ever could.
"My name is Belezar, and I already know full well who you are." His voice was disconcertingly self-assured as he continued to calmly remove his shirt, "To fill you in on the details, I am a demon. Personally crafted to make your life hell and to convert you to sin. If our little experiment works there will be a lot more of my kind from hell but first I have to prove that we are worth it."
Backing away slowly, you prepared yourself for a fight. you had always kept yourself in perfect condition, six-pack and all. Perhaps you weren't the biggest guy around but you could definitely hold your own in a fight.
"I could say that resistance is futile, but that is just too cliche for my taste." the demons smile broadened,"Besides I know I'll love it when you try to resist. Now shall we get started?"
By now the demon, Belezar, was clad in what could only pass as underwear in hell. The demon came at you in a rush, you braced yourself for the impact but he pushed you far enough that you collided into the door at the far end of the hall with him on top of you. You could feel his hot breath on you, you felt yourself become excited by his touch despite yourself. You couldn't understand why your body was so undeniably turned on and that fact alone terrified you. You were heterosexual, had been your entire life. You had several long-term relationships with women, each of which had ended after a false alarm of pregnancy. You struggled to keep the demon off of you but his physique alone was so impressive that you knew it was senseless. Soon the demon had stripped you of all your clothing, not even with the modesty of your boxers to cover you. You continued to fight, beating senselessly against his body and face.
"I'll miss our fights once you are corrupted." The demon laughed
The demon took every hit with a smile and was laughing at your attempts to save yourself from fate.he grabbed you by the ankle and dragged you towards..........
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