Drummer Boy - Back Into Hell Ch. 08

"Everything makes you wet," Palladia said. "What about the Thing in the Way?"

"Zat is where ze magister comes in," Aurica said. "She alone 'as found a way zat circumvents ze guardian entirely."

"That's not strictly true," Jason said, remembering that Granny had also made the trip a couple of times. The demons ignored him.

"Well, how fortuitous!" Electra exclaimed. "Palladia, darling, since you are on your way there already...?"

"Same as it ever was, huh?" Palladia said. "You gals love stirrin' shit up, but never wanna get your hands dirty. And then who do you come crying to?"

"Pish, dear," Electra said, her voice like satin. "You know you love it."

"Yes. Yes I do!" Palladia said. Her eyes sparked with fiery blue flames, her horns crackled with renewed energy. She punched one meaty fist into the equally meaty palm of her other hand, producing a sound of thunder so loud that the diaboli in the room clinked from the volume.

"Fair warning, though..." Palladia said. From out of frame, she picked up a gigantic stone mace, banded with iron and studded with several nasty-looking spikes, and propped it onto one broad shoulder, "I'm gonna fuck 'em up pretty good, so you better tell me now how much you need."

"Just ze head," Aurica said. "Ze body is of no concern."

"As for the other one," Electra said, "it is a female, but also a cambion. It may yet have value."

Aurica spoke. "Its tribe is unknown. Regardless of 'eritage, I propose zat Palladia be permitted to keep it for her own, should it survive."

"Agreed," Electra said. "Consider it showing of good faith."

"Sounds good to me," Palladia said. She grunted, and an array of gray steel plates appeared, and hovered obediently around her body. Then, something off to her side caught her attention, and she grimaced.

"Shit," Palladia said. "Hey, are we done here? While we've been yakkin', those fuckers made it to Abandon Hope."

"That's practically your front door, dear," Electra said.

"Go, sister," Aurica said. "'Ave your fun, and secure our destiny!"

"One severed head, coming up," Palladia said, and her window vanished.

"Thank you, sister," Electra said to Aurica's window. "Palladia is ever so prickly."

"It is her nature to be combative," Aurica said. "Just as it is yours to indulge to excess."

"You could learn much from my excesses," Electra said. "Perhaps you would like to sample my new cambion?"

Aurica peered at Jason more closely through her window, and pursed her lips together lasciviously. "One of my agents reported sampling it earlier. She found ze experience... most invigorating."

"Likewise," Jason said. "And, hey, if you and Ellie ever wanna go family style, y'know ... I'm flexible."

Aurica gave her head an amused little shake. "Earthborn," she said. She narrowed her eyes. "Is zat Garanetta, of ze Fist-of-Dark?"

"Former," Electra said. "The stupid girl was attempting a coup."

"Pathetique," Aurica said. "You shall dispose of her, of course."

"I will have the cambion do it," Electra said. "Its regret will be eternal, and thus eternally delicious."

Aurica arched an eyebrow. "Intriguing," she said. "Perhaps I shall partake of your generous offer, after your cambion 'as been ... seasoned."

"Oh do, Sister!" Electra said. "I daresay you shall be enriched by the experience."

"Indeed," Aurica said. "We shall reconvene once zis skirmish is over." She smirked at Jason, and then her window also vanished.

"Did you see that?" Jason muttered to the docile Maiden on his left. "I think Aurica might be a little sweet on me."

But even as he spoke, an uncomfortable thought was bouncing around in his brain. Something about having "the cambion do it" made him feel funny. He was about to say something to Electra, when she spoke.

"It is almost time, human," Electra said. "Would you like to watch?"

"Huh?" Jason said. "Watch what?"

"My sister is going to annihilate your playmates," Electra said, indicating the still-playing portal of Pearl and Kristin slashing and blasting their way through Spines.

"I pray Palladia does not end them too quickly," Electra said. "It is my hope that the experience lingers in your memory, etched there forever."

"So this is the Tarterus version of 'Netflix and Chill', huh?" Jason said. He settled back into his chair of Maidens. "You ladies do it big here, that's for sure."

At that moment, there was a guttural roar from Granny. She reared up, throwing aside the Maidens dogpiling her. Somewhere during her orgy, she'd lost all her clothes, and was completely starkers.

She roared again, and spread her wings, and the Maidens around her wisely backed off. Then she scanned around her with ferocious, animal eyes.

"Oh, dear," Electra said. "It appears that Garanetta has bested my Maidens."

"What does that mean?" Jason said.

"Her lust has overcome her senses, yet the poor dear remains unsatisfied," Electra said. "If only someone could... pacify her."

"Well, if she wants a pacifier," Jason said, stroking his cock, "I'd be happy to help out."

"Are you sure, darling?" Electra said. "She is quite uninhibited now. My love has penetrated to her very core."

"Well how 'bout you do the same thing to me," Jason said, "and I'll show you some 'penetration'." He winked theatrically at Electra. "Get it? 'Penetration'?"

"Very well," Electra said. "Relax your mind. Relax your body. Feel the Presence. LET ... ME ... IN."

With the word "IN" echoing in his mind, Jason felt the full force of Electra's love. It was a spiritual feeling, as if his soul was a room, and it was being invaded by something that big enough for two of those rooms.

The feeling was physical as well. A swelling filled every living cell of his body. His fingers, his face and his lips, his legs and his chest all felt thicker, somehow. Jason felt as if his body was being inflated, taut and tight.

And nowhere was the swelling greater than in his cock. The Maiden jerking him gave a fascinated gasp, and then, sighing, grasped his member with both hands and nuzzled it against her face. And that was great and all, but Jason had other plans.

He stood up from his Maiden chair, incidentally teabagging his handjob Maiden in the process.

"Hey, Granny!" Jason called. His voice sounded harsher now. Grittier. He liked it.

Granny turned to face him. She sniffed the air, and snarled.

Jason snarled right back. "Grand Slut Mother of the Wings," he jeered. "Get your bitchy ass over here, if you know what's good for you."

Granny charged at him. Jason smiled, right up to the moment she tackled him. He'd been expecting the gals in the Maiden chair to cushion the impact, but they'd wisely skedaddled. Jason went down backwards, feeling like he'd been punked.

As it turned out, not all the Maidens had left. His handjob Maiden had been happily licking his balls when Granny knocked them down. Now she rose, glared bloody murder at Granny, and growled.

Granny did not give a single fuck. With little more than a slight break in her stride, she grabbed the Maiden by her calf, spun around once and let her go. The Maiden slammed headfirst into one of the amphitheater walls.

Jason winced at the sound, and hoped the Maiden was going to be okay. He'd really enjoyed her cock-strokery, and the thought of-

Any other thoughts along those lines got derailed by Granny crouching over Jason, straddling his thighs, and getting right to the point by fucking him like mad.

Jason let her have at him for a while. At first he was kinda hoping to get into it, but she looked so silly, grunting and humping away, that he ended up laughing. Once the humor wore off, though, he got annoyed.

"I've seen this act before, baby," Jason said. "Show me something new."

When Granny didn't respond, he slapped her across the face. No reaction. He slapped her, harder, and this time she paused, and glared at him.

"How 'bout we do this my way, bitch?" he said.

Granny responded with a growl. She put her hands around his throat to hold him down, and resumed fucking him.

Now Jason got mad. The anger filled him, becoming a rush of strength that he could feel in his arms and hands.

He reached up and grabbed Granny's arms. He forced her hands away, freeing his neck. Then, to Granny's astonishment, he grabbed her around her waist, and lifted her straight up off of him.

Granny flailed, trying to get free of him, to get her control back, but to no avail. Then, from his prone position, Jason continued his arc, bringing her all the way around, until she landed, head-first, on the marble floor.

Feeling a newly-gained confidence, Jason stood up. He turned to face Granny. She rose to her feet, but now looked dazed, and decidedly less sure of herself.

"All this time," Jason said, in his gravelly new voice, "I thought you were so smart. Always tellin' us what to do, always in control. But this is the real you, ain't it? Just a stupid, cock-hungry slut, looking for the right dick to put you in your place."

Granny snarled viciously at him. She looked like she was trying to be intimidating, but Jason could see the apprehension in her eyes.

"Oh, don't get scared now, bitch," Jason said. "You been itchin' to ride this thing for a long time. You want some? Come get it."

With her eyes locked on Jason's swollen erection, Granny rushed him again. As soon as she was in range, though, Jason launched out with his fist, landing a solid haymaker right in her face.

Granny stumbled back, dazed and reeling. Seizing the moment, Jason punched her again, this time square in the throat.

Granny's hands went to her neck, and she sank to her knees, choking.

"BOOM!" Jason said. He turned to around to look at Electra. "You see that shit, babe?"

"Yes, love, I did indeed," Electra said. "You feel it now, don't you? My love, as well as the soul of this world. Brutality and lust, predator and prey, joined as one."

"Fuck yeah!" Jason said. He heard Granny gagging behind him, and felt his cock swell with almost painful turgidity.

"And how will you conquer your prey?" Electra said. "How will you sate your lust?"

Jason smiled, and turned around to face Granny. Crouching, her eyes terrified, she watched him approach, and cowered as he grabbed a big hunk of her hair, yanking her head so she faced him.

"See this?" Jason said, shaking his cock in her face. "You're gonna put this in your mouth, and you're gonna suck it. And no matter what, you're gonna keep on sucking it, until I bust a nut down your fucking throat. Understand?"

Granny whimpered, but said nothing. Jason jerked her head back hard, so that her face was pointed at the sky, exposing her neck, and the delicate silver scar that encircled it.

"UNDERSTAND?!" Jason repeated.

Granny swallowed nervously, and gave a miniscule nod.

Jason relaxed his hold, but didn't let go. He smiled. "Good," he said. "How about you start off with a little kiss?"

Granny looked at Jason's face, and then at the cock in front of her. She puckered her lips, and leaned in tentatively.

Jason thrust his hips forward, simultaneously pulling her head in, practically punching his cock into her mouth all the way to the hilt.

"Sike, bitch!" Jason said triumphantly. "God, you are a dumb fucking slut!"

Granny tried to reverse, but Jason pulled her right back in.

"Not a chance, bitch," Jason said. "Take it in. Take all that dick in..."

Bucking his hips, Jason savagely fucked Granny's face. She kept trying to push him away, but to no avail. She had become weak, while Jason felt stronger than ever. Stronger, even, than when he'd had the body of a demon.

"Yesss..." Electra hissed. "You feel the soul of the world. Let it suffuse you, let it fill you to your very core."

Jason did feel it. It was a warmth, a strength that made him seem much larger. In fact, he felt himself growing larger. His body was changing yet again. While continuing to fuck Granny's mouth, Jason watched Granny's terrified eyes looking up at him. She again tried to push herself away from him, more frantically now.

"Hrrrrh," Jason grunted. He released her hair and just grabbed her by the arms, his muscular hands now easily encircling her biceps.

"Nowhere to run, slut!" Jason said, his voice now sounding as rough and gravelly as Palladia's had before. "I know you like it, G... Finally usin' that smart-ass mouth the way you're s'posed ta..."

"Why do you treat her so gently, love?" Electra said. "Does she not deserve all of your savagery?"

"That," Jason said, "she fucking does."

"Give it to her, then," Electra said. "Give it to her deep."

Jason thrust his cock deeply into Granny's mouth. She gagged repeatedly, but Jason held her fast, laughing off her discomfort.

"Give it to her hard," Electra said.

"FUCK YEAH!" Jason yelled. He battered his hips into Granny's face, forcefully driving his dick into her mouth. When she kept resisting, he tightened his grip on her arms.

"Show her what it means to turn her back upon my Presence... upon the soul of Tarterus!" Electra said. "Break her, my love."

Grunting and growling, Jason looked down at the pitifully small, weak thing that was Garanetta. Her head bobbed listlessly with the motion of his face-fucking, as her resistance diminished. He got the feeling that she was passing out.

That certainly wouldn't do. Jason clenched with his hands. He felt, as well as heard, something break. Granny's body spasmed in pain, and her arms went limp.

"Splendid!" Electra said. "You see! With the power of Tarterus on your side, my love is the only love you need."

"RrrrYEAH!" Jason said. He felt his cock growing. Not merely filling out like it was becoming erect, but actually becoming larger. It now filled Granny's mouth completely, forcing her jaws apart, and stretching her lips into a grotesque grimace. His cock penetrated so deeply into her throat, he could see the bulge of it moving up and down her neck.

"Now," Electra said, her voice lustrous with desire, "finish her."

Jason didn't need any encouragement in that department. Knowing that he was now in complete control, he replaced his hands on Granny's head, and began to piston his cock into her mouth.

It was a graceless affair. Jason had grown, he could feel it. He was taller now, so much so that he essentially needed to squat onto Granny's face to ram his dick all the way in. His balls swung wildly, smacking against Granny's chin and throat.

This angle also meant that she was looking straight up at him. Each time he drove his cock into her face, her cheeks bulged, barely able to contain the massive amount of cockmeat that jackhammered into her mouth.

The feeling was incredible. His control over Granny. The way her tight lips slid along his shaft. The feeling of her tongue being shoved around his thick, beefy cock. The way she couldn't help but gush slobber from his oral assault. The feeling of her muscular throat, closing in around his expanding cock, making this the deepest, most all-encompassing blowjob ever.

What really excited him, though, the thing that caused his cock to throb uncontrollably, the thing that brought the heat and pressure in his balls to a roiling boil, was the look on Granny's face. There was helplessness, and there was betrayal, and there was anger, but there was also hunger, and greedy satisfaction, and even a hint of pride.

She hated him, even as she wanted him more. And the tears that flowed from her eyes, the eyes of this pathetic thing that had become nothing more than a wet, eager pleasure hole for his huge, hungry cock... those tears made conquering this once-proud warrior woman all the sweeter.

"HUURR!" Jason grunted, feeling the buildup of a fantastically huge orgasm. "HUUUR! HUUUR!"

Jason heard Electra's sighing laughter behind him; apparently she was pleasing herself in her own way. The world began to fade to white around him. Jason looked into Granny's tear-streaked face, and saw her black eyes limned with just the tiniest electrical glow.

"HUURR-!"

-

"How nice of you to join me," said a voice in Jason's head. "It certainly took you long enough."

What? He was in the middle of doing ... something ... and someone had interrupted him.

"Down here, human," the voice said.

He flicked his eyes downward, saw Granny, and remembered that he was face-fucking her to death. Only now, the moment seemed frozen in time. Well, not exactly frozen, judging by the minute motions of her black curls, and the slow, slithery feeling of his monster cock sliding into her throat.

"Hey! I remember this!" Jason sent. "This is the thing I did with Pearl and Kristin."

"Jason," Granny sent. "We do not have much time. Electra has blocked my nasal passages, and even we demons require air."

"Well, duh," Jason sent. "Hey, are we doing that 'split mind' thing?"

"Aye, but heed my w-"

"Hey, Granny?" Jason sent, "I got a funny feeling about Ellie. I think she's a bad guy. Like, a super-duper bad guy."

"Aye, Jason, it is critical that you-"

"And she said that I'm gonna kill you," Jason sent. "I don't really wanna, but..."

"She intends for you to ejaculate into my esophagus," Granny sent, "whereupon your great quantities of semen will rupture my weakened body. Failing that, I shall simply suffocate while fellating you."

"Gross," Jason sent. "But kinda hot. Is it weird that I'm kinda into it?"

"The savagery of Tarterus resonates within you," Granny sent. He felt her thoughts wavering. "You must-"

"Stuff's starting to come back," Jason sent. "Aren't we supposed to be helping Pearl and Kristin, instead of being cheerleaders at their execution?"

"JASON STURMER!" Granny sent. It was a powerful thought, and for an instant, Jason's thoughts were bowled over, sent reeling, warping in and out of shape. Then there was an alarming moment of clarity, as the realization of what had been going on hit him.

"ouch," Jason thought.

"I trust I have your attention?" Granny sent.

"Yeah...fuck..." Jason sent. "Granny... we're in deep shit..."

"aye," Granny sent, much weaker than before.

"What do we do, Granny?" Jason sent. "What can we do?"

"you are going to come..." Granny sent, "it is a ... physiological... inevitability..."

"But when I do," Jason said, "you're gonna die, aren't you?"

"physiological... inevitability..." Granny sent. "Electra will... distracted..."

"Dammit, Granny," Jason said. "I don't wanna kill you!"

"I can for... brief moment," Granny sent, "sever ties between you and... outside world."

"How's that gonna help?" Jason sent.

"don't fight it...Jason..." Granny sent, "come hard... come richly... come as you would... come for Pearl..."

"But why-" Jason sent.

"think..." Granny sent, her thoughts sounding as if they were coming from far away "of Pearl..."

Jason thought of Pearl. Pearl laughing. Pearl teasing him. Pearl being moody and frustrated. Pearl's obsession with butter. Her irresponsibility. Her strange ways of showing affection. Her poutiness. All of it together, the good things and the bad... that's what Jason loved. She was not simply gigantic breasts and enticing flesh. She was a woman, a kind and loving, if sometimes misguided woman. And she was fighting a war to save her cruel, beautiful sisters from a tyranny they didn't deserve, or even suspect.