Incubus - Chapter One

Enjoy this new sizzling tale about Ana and her demon incubus Casbell. The lust is more than she can handle.
Am pretty weird. Did I realize this all my life? Nope, as a matter of fact, I didn't realize it till 9th grade in high school. I went to the biggest high school in my county. It was called Cherokee County High School. I was considered pretty weird even in ninth grade. I was a band geek, played the flute and piccolo, and sat by myself during break period in the library. I never had many friends, just stayed to myself reading or writing. I loved art and music. To myself, I was the most intelligent person that existed. To my Math teacher Mr. West, I was nothing but a troublemaker and a reject.

So here my tale begins. I practiced paganism or witchcraft in high school. I didn't really learn about it till tenth grade and became intrigued by it. My best friend Angel brought over and Ouija board one day and warned me, "You ain't supposed to play with it by yourself. My Mama said it brings open portals to other worlds. It will unleash terrible things, Ana." I laughed and just nodded playing it cool. When she left and my parents went to bed later that night, I got it out.

I lit several candles around me and cast a circle of protection. Once I did that I took the cursor to the Ouija board and began to ask it questions. It didn't move and I was close to giving up. When I finally realized that nothing was going to happen, I put the board up. It was when I put it up that I heard the voice in my head, "Get it out!" I thought I was hallucinating and brushed it off. Again as I went to bed I heard the strange voice in my head. I glared at my closet door where I had put the board up.

I got up slowly and in the semi-darkness of the room walked over to my closet. I opened the door and gazed at the board sitting on my top shelf. I took it down and lay it on my bed. I asked it a question, "Is someone here with me?" Slowly without any hands moving the cursor, it moved to the answer of "yes". I asked again, "Who are you?" I took out a piece of paper and slowly it formed the letters: C-A-S-B-E-L-L. I raised an eyebrow and sighed, "Alright then, Casbell, are you a ghost or spirit that has not moved on?"

The answer appeared to be "No". I sighed again and asked, "Are you from this dimension?" It signed once more "No". My heart began to pound in my chest. I knew what was coming deep down. I shouldn't have messed with the board by myself. I had no idea how to vanish a demon. I asked hearing my voice shudder, "Are you a demon?" The cursor pointed to "yes". I felt the color in my face drain and I cursed. I got up and threw the board in the closet.

My heart pounding I ran back to the bed and like a child, I pulled the covers over my head. I drifted into sleep and before I knew it I was abruptly awakened at a quarter after midnight. I lay in my bed and then realized I might want to go to the bathroom. I was in a sort of state that my mind was sort of clouded. I couldn't get up to go to the bathroom. My legs were being weighed down by some unseen force. My mouth opened to scream but nothing came out. Some sort of euphoria came over me.

I looked up into the face of the most handsome guy I had ever seen. He had blue eyes and wavy blonde hair. I felt hands go up my gown and passion overtook me. As the guy on top of me fondled me and eventually went all the way with me, all I could think about, it was some sort of dream. When I woke up the next morning I was still very sleepy. I knew I had school but I couldn't make myself get up. I felt drained as if something had taken all my vital energy.

I sighed and finally gathered up my clothes for a shower. Once my shower was done, I took my book bag and waited for the bus. On the bus Angel looked at me, "You look as though you have no energy whatsoever. What happened to you?"

I looked up at her and sighed, "I had this weird dream last night about a guy. He was so handsome and we...well I wasn't so innocent once he was done." I could feel the tinge of a blush creep into my cheeks. She looked at me oddly before saying, "Did you use the Ouija board by yourself last night?" I looked at her and shrugged, "Yeah maybe...nothing happened though."

She seemed to get frustrated and crossed her arms, "Ana, that thing is evil if you don't use it just right. Imagine letting loose something you can't return to a world that is evil. It is evil so it opens portals to other evil places. You need to beware what you just did, could have opened portals you cannot close by yourself." She was serious and I could see it within her eyes.

I sighed, "Believe me nothing happened! I wish you would just let it go. I'll be fine." I kept saying that to myself the rest of the day. When lunch came around at school, I went to my locker to change out my books. My locker door slammed unexpectedly. I rolled my eyes expecting to see Angel standing there but instead of her, I saw the guy from my dream last night. I gasped and he smiled, "Hi Ana, how are you? Miss me much?" I couldn't believe he was standing in front of me. I suddenly turned around expecting to see my classmates at their lockers, but no one was in the hall. It was as desolate as a ghost town.

I gulped, "Um...I'm fine thanks for asking. Who are you?" I couldn't find the words to say anything hardly. He laughed evily and then slammed me up against the lockers. I couldn't find my breath and I winced as my arms were pinned above me. He whispered, "You can call me your fantasy...I am Casbell..." He moved quickly, pulled my skirt up and entered me. The passion was red hot between us. I held onto him as he pressed into me and then I felt as I had the night before. I was totally drained. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, I became embarrassed. My skirt was hiked up in the front and my underwear was nowhere to be found. I looked around for Casbell but seen him nowhere.

I ran to the bathroom and took a deep breath. What was happening to me?
Should I continue to write this story?
No
Yes.
Definitely
Write something else.
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Published: 6/5/2010
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