This is a story about explicit sex and other adult only things. If you are underage or offended by such material you should stop reading now. The story, setting and characters have been made by the author and all rights are reserved.

G.S.P.

Chapter 4

The Question about Ownership

Jennifer ran down the street of the sleeping city. She didn’t like the attention she attracted from the people that did not sleep. Yet it could not be helped, again and again she felt waves of nausea filled her body. It could be her imagination, but it felt like the period between bursts of weakness became smaller.

“The magical energy we feel follow the breathing of the person invoking the spell,” the demon inside her commented. The demon’s mental voice said, speaking with Jennifer’s own voice.

“Is this expected?” Jennifer wondered.

“From his rate of breathing it seems he has already gone into trance, it means he is very close to finishing the spell,” the demon responded. “Actually it could also indicate sloppy control of the magic. His summoning circle is flawed after all.”

“Tell me more!” Jennifer prompted. “Give some idea what we will be facing,”

“The spell is intended to bring the demon here and make it possess a suiting item or a person. Demonic summoning spells are designed so that they won’t allow the demon to come in the flesh. Yet that is provided the magic is done properly. Without looking at the precise errors done in his spells I can’t know how to reverse the spell or even if it is possible at all,” the demon explained.

Jennifer looked up and saw a faint red light from an apartment on the third floor. After checking the street to be deserted she jumped up to the fire escape and started to climb upwards. Finally she could see into the apartment, from a distant room she saw the source of red light, a glowing circle with runes on the floor.

“The window is locked, can we use our magic blade to open it?” Jennifer wondered.

“Yes, but make it quick. If a demon arrives we might really need the blade,” the demon responded.

Jennifer thrust towards the window and moments later she climbed inside. She dropped the bag with her clothes and continued into the next room.

At the center of red painted circle a nude girl, barely into her teens, lay bound with her body painted with evil looking runes. Outside the circle a guy, around 15 years old, sat nude in trance.

“He intends a demon to possess his sister and change her to a grown woman,” the demon observed.

“Do you mean possessed like me?” Jennifer wondered.

“No, the demon will take over totally. Not good for her mental health to experience what the demon does when it is not bound by a proper summoning circle. Yet she will be doomed anyway, her child soul won’t be able to sustain the body of a living adult, and the idiot has included no magic to change her back,” the demon replied.

“Shall I kill the demon summoner?” Jennifer wondered.

“Very bad idea, his magic would collapse and do very unpredictable things. I am trying to determine if the circle is possible to complete, yet the number of errors are really more than I could imagine,” the demon responded.

“What happens if the girl is gone?” Jennifer wondered as the bursts of nausea increased in frequency.

“Without anything to possess the demon have much less powers to affect the surroundings, possible it could fail to take form at all if we are lucky,” the demon responded.

Jennifer stepped past the guy caught in trance and picked up the unconscious girl. She carried her away to a wardrobe and hid her unconscious body.

Suddenly the guy screamed, Jennifer turned to look at him when her whole body spasmed. The circle on the ground had turned totally blurry as red energy poured up from the circle towards Jennifer.

Jennifer opened her mouth to scream, yet no sound came as red light slammed her backwards. Suddenly she felt a presence touch her mind, no not touching, hurling itself towards her in rage. Demonic claws trying to tear into her, Jennifer lost conscious as the room seemed to spin around her.

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“Sis, are you all right?” the guy asked and Jennifer groaned in pain. Her whole body hurt like it had been hit by a car.

“What happened?” Jennifer wondered.

“When we passed the summoning circle the demon learned of us. The magic collapsed and the demon twisted it to transfer his soul into us. I thought we were doomed, yet somehow the demon could not part us from each other. It could only damage of physical body, can’t really explain why it could not cut what connects us,” the demon answered.

“Sis, answer me?” the guy demanded.

“I will heal,” Jennifer mumbled and struggled her eyes open. The pain in her body did lessen, but it still hurt like hell. The guy stood some distance away, his hand on his very erect cock.

“In the name of my binding of you I command you to speak only the truth” the guy ordered.

“He thinks we are his possessed sister,” the demon thought. “What do you say about play along for a while. He won’t want us questioned by cops and we could teach him a lesson for trying to possess his sister.”

A smirk appeared on Jennifer’s face as she thought about the proposal.

“I speak only the truth,” Jennifer said.

“In the name of my binding of you I command you to follow all commands I give even when I don’t call on the binding magic,” he said.

“I follow your every command,” Jennifer acknowledged.

“In the name of my binding of you I command that you must always do everything possible to protect he from death, injury and harm,” he said.

“I hear and obey, I will protect you,” Jennifer replied.

“Okay that should be enough,” the guy mumbled. “There is more blood here than I had expected. You clean it away while I hide my magic ritual equipment.”

Jennifer looked around the room. Her own clothes had somehow been destroyed during the spiritual battle with the demon. The failed summoning circle had been consumed during the magic battle, yet much blood remained.

“That is lots of blood. Why don’t I feel weakened by the blood loss?” Jennifer wondered.

“Since I made us new blood of course,” the demon replied.

“How do I clean the blood?” Jennifer wondered.

“If anyone of us ever did clean before it must been you. Yet go away and clean ourselves so will things sort itself out,” the demon answered.

Jennifer followed the instruction even while she did not understand what the demon meant. When she returned from the bathroom she found the room completely cleaned. Only some candles and other gear remained to hint of what happened there.

“Where did the blood go?” she wondered.

Yet the demon did not have time to answer her as they were interrupted by the guy returning. Jennifer first heard him but then sensed him. She could tell at what moment he saw her and went completely erect, it made him sort of appear to her inner eye.

“We can sense the presence of people that lust for our body. You have just not been paying attention earlier;” the demon explained.

“You are more sexy than I could ever dream,” the guy mumbled. “Still we can’t stay here, it would be a disaster if mom and dad found you here. Meet me at the entrance after you found yourself some clothes.”

The guy bent down to pick up candles and Jennifer went into the next room. In the bag with clothes she found herself a red top and a black miniskirt. She did not bother with any underwear, she would probably show just about everything if she bent down, yet this would just give her the right kind of attention. On her way back the opened the wardrobe where she had hid the little sister.

“Would be a shame if your parents did not find your sister bound by duct tape and painted with unholy symbols,” Jennifer thought.

The guy stood waiting for her impatiently by the door, he gave her a long stare.

“In case you have not understood yet this is revenge for that you told mom and dad about what I have been doing in secret,” he told her as they exited the apartment.

A while later they had arrived to the street and Jennifer followed the guy with a smile on her lips. How she would enjoy to reveal the truth to him when the time was right.

“Time to have some fun,” the guy said. “See that fancy restaurant over there. I want you to smash your naked tits toward the window and act like a wanton slut.”

“This is pointless. No way I do that. Let’s end the charade,” Jennifer thought.

Alarmed Jennifer noticed that she without thinking about it had pulled up her top and turned towards the window.

“What?” she wondered.

“I want us to do this,” the demon replied.

Jennifer tried to resist, but found herself walking towards the window.

“Why do you take so much time to follow my request?” the guy wondered. To Jennifer’s surprise she heard herself answering before she had time to think about what to answer.

“The human part of me try to resist,” the demon answered with Jennifer’s voice.

She reached the window and Jennifer found herself with the breasts pressed flat against the window and her fingers exposing her pussy for all people inside.

“You control my body,” Jennifer thought. “Evil demon, you have stolen my body!”

“Why should you own our joint body?” the demon wondered.

“You never warned me that you would take control of my body if we joined together,” Jennifer responded.

“Better being dead? Still even more important you are mistaken. I could move our body around before also, yet did not need to since I could manipulate your conscious to believe whatever I wanted and act fitting to that. For instance make you think you were a slave inside a prison. Since we joined I can not touch your mind at all.”

Jennifer blushed as she heard the explanation, she looked inside the restaurant and became even more crimson. The people inside had surely noticed her display. Jennifer felt a hand on her shoulder.

“Tramp! You are coming with me until the police arrives,” a guard ordered. He had a secure grip on Jennifer’s arm as he pulled her down the street.

Jennifer twisted to get leverage to pull herself free, but when she started to move her muscles locked themselves and she instead stumbled towards the window. The guard grunted in annoyance as he caught her.

“Did you stop me?” Jennifer wondered.

“Yes, more fun this way,” the demon responded.

“Curse you,” Jennifer thought.

“Free yourself!” the guy cried out in desperation. Jennifer felt the demon stop interfering with her actions. She didn’t need any instructions as she pulled herself free and sent the guard tumbling. The guy had sprinted away and Jennifer followed him. The guard followed her for some distance, but gave up after a while and Jennifer could slow down.

She caught up with the guy that leaned towards the wall trying to catch his breath.

“Good that you told me to free myself,” Jennifer commented as put herself in a sexy pose beside him.

“I thought we would be busted, why didn’t you run when the guard arrived,” the guy asked.

“You told me to push my tits towards the window, I will not follow all your commands in the future,” Jennifer said.

The guy stared back her with real fear in his eyes. He hesitated about what to say, but finally calmed down.

“No, you must always follow my commands, but now I will give you one that has priority. You must prevent that anyone of us are caught by the police, and are free to temporary ignore other commands to make this happen,” the guy said.

“I hear and obey you my master,” Jennifer said.

“Good,” the guy mumbled. “I originally planned to force you do all kinds of embarrassing stuff as punishment. Problem is just that I realized that nobody will recognize you so it seems kind of pointless. Yet one thing that could be useful is pictures of you. It will be years until I can use them, but possible black mail in future have real possibilities.”

He lead the way down into the subway and located an automatic photographic machine.

“Do something sexy!” he prompted Jennifer after directing her into the booth. She could hear him pushing coins into the machine.

“Can we gain energy by masturbating until we orgasm?” Jennifer wondered.

“We can’t pull ourselves over the edge on our own since we feed on other people’s sexuality. On the other hand we does orgasm whenever any one that we can sense sexually does cum,” the demon responded.

“Not much point with doing this then,” Jennifer thought.

“Get on with it and start posing. No point in struggling about who own this body for something harmless like this,” the demon responded.

Jennifer had to admit that the demon had a point. She pulled her skirt up so she could spread her pussy for the camera and then pushed a finger inside. The flash did go off and inspired Jennifer pulled her hand up and sensually licked her finger. The flash went off again. Jennifer repeated the same move, but this time with three fingers. It felt pretty good to finger herself and she closed her eyes as she explored her tender folds.

Suddenly she felt a climax approach and she opened her eyes in surprise. It hit her hard and she trembled as pleasure washed over her.

“I guess the guy found the pictures exciting,” the demon commented as Jennifer pulled her clothes in order.

Outside she found the boy. She gave him a playful smirk and licked her lips. He flushed and turned away.

“We need to find some distant place in a park so we can be alone,” the guy said.

A while later they had arrived to the closest park. Jennifer followed him in silence and wondered if he would make her lick him clean. He directed them behind some bushes and Jennifer had almost dropped to her knees when she realized that he was staring at something outside the bushes. The park was quite deserted by this time of the day, yet a girl, about 15 years old, was busy catching insects.

“That is Linda my classmate, why isn’t she in school?” the guy wondered.

“Looks like she is collecting insects,” Jennifer responded.

“Fuck!” the guy exclaimed. “I totally forgot about the science fair at school tomorrow. The class must have been given time to work on their projects.”

“Does master needs to work on his own project?” Jennifer asked.

“Silence slave!” the guy ordered. “Of course I have not done anything for the science fair. I have been busy at how to summon the demon entity that controls your body. Still it does not matter, I can steal Linda’s insects. She owes me big time since she humiliated me in front of the whole class and called me silly and immature.”

Jennifer tried to open her mouth to say anything, but found the demon blocking her from doing this.

“Follow me,” the guy ordered and walked to Linda.

Linda looked up at them approaching and beamed, then she frowned and gave them a long stare.

“Hello bitch, time to hand over your insects to me,” the guy said.

“You want me to help you?” Linda asked. “After what you been saying about me when I didn’t want to be your girlfriend….not in a million years time.”

“You would be wise to obey me. I put a magic spell on my sister and controls her every action,” the guy said.

“Your…sister…what has he done with you?” Linda mumbled. “He changed your eyes.”

“I warn you. I would love to enslave you too, but I can only have one servant at the time,” the guy said. “Yet if you don’t give me those insects I make sure to take you next.”

“Are you his slave?” Linda asked. Jennifer looked back at her unable to say anything.

“She can’t talk since I ordered her to be silent,” the guy said. “Slave, rape Linda!”

“How could a woman possibly rape a girl?” Jennifer wondered confused when she suddenly registered that she had begun to move. The demon had made them jump forward. The girl opened her mouth to scream, but Jennifer’s body silenced her with her hand and dragged her down on the ground. Using her weight to pin the girl down one of her hand silenced her while the other probed the girl’s panties.

“No!” Jennifer screamed mentally. “I will not allow you to do this. I will reclaim the ownership of my body.”

With a huge effort of will she made her finger freeze, yet her body refused to release their hold of the girl.

“Demon, give up. I will not let you do this;” Jennifer thought.

“She will be the most disappointed,” the demon responded.

Jennifer opened her eyes wide in surprise, but when she paused she realized it to be true. She could feel the boy’s arousal of her some distance away, yet only barely since the arousal of the girl below her made his lust seem pale and weak. Without doubt this girl Linda found the thought of being forced to have sex with Jennifer to be incredibly erotic.

Jennifer’s resistance lessened and the demon took advantage and ripped Linda’s panties off her and stuffed them into her mouth.

“You are not manipulating what I sense of their arousals, are you?” Jennifer wondered.

“Trust me, she is dripping wet,” the demon said as they used Linda’s belt to prevent Linda from spitting out her panties.

Jennifer gave in and found the demon to be correct when she moved down so she could give the girl and experimental lick. Linda was free to move her upper body, but didn’t make any tries to break free.

She just lay there relaxed and felt Jennifer’s tongue exploring her sensitive clit. With a smile Jennifer noticed that the guy’s arousal has lessened while the girls kept increasing more and more.

“Is she digging this?” the guy asked with a voice filled with disgust.

Jennifer pretended she did not hear, increasing the pace of her licking and letting one finger slip into the moist slit. The girl had begun to pant and Jennifer added two fingers more and pumped into her in a steady rhythm.

“Stop, there is no point if she likes it,” the guy ordered. For once the demon didn’t force them to obey. Jennifer licked rapidly on the skin around the clit a few times more and was rewarded with a glorious orgasm as they both spasmed hard. She sat up with a content smile on her lips.

“Follow me!” the guy barked.

Jennifer walked after him, yet turning around to look at Linda. The girl had a mixed look on her face, both experiencing the afterglow of her climax and being torn by concern.

Jennifer checked that the guy did not watch and then imitated the words “he doesn’t control me” towards the girl. Somehow the girl seemed to understand and gave her a thumbs up sign.

“Weird that she understood me,” Jennifer thought. The demon did not respond to her.

They ended behind some large bushes and the guy gave Jennifer an unfriendly stare.

“Why did you make her cum?” he asked.

Jennifer imitated the words “you told me to stop far too late”, but the guy stared back at her confused.

“You can speak again,” he ordered. Jennifer repeated the explanation and he grunted in annoyance.

“Okay that is a bummer, and to make things worse, I forgot to take her collected insects,” the guy said. “We have to solve that later. For now I think it is time to sample your sexy body. Let’s have sex.”

Jennifer nodded and pulled off her top and her skirt. The guy did the same and placed himself on the ground. Jennifer smiled as she saw the traces of his earlier orgasm. She bent forward and started to lick the traces away. He groaned in pleasure as she took his hard cock into her mouth and began to suck on it.

He had closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations. Jennifer continued to suck and lick when she noticed a person behind her. The person stood some distance away and Jennifer could feel the sensation of the person’s sexual lust.

“Is it the girl Linda that has followed us?” Jennifer wondered.

“Enough lust for it to be her, but we can’t really differ between different persons,” the demon responded.

Jennifer let her hand slide down her body and exposed her pussy for the person there. The person mover closer and knelt behind her. Anxious she waited for what would happen. She felt the person touch her pussy and testing it’s wetness. The moment afterwards she felt a cock slide into her wet folds.

To not have any idea of who it was added an extra thrill to experience. She could tell that the man had a cock that was wide since it stretched her more than previous persons that had been fucking her.

Jennifer moaned to encourage him and moved to meet his thrusts as he began to increase his pace. The guy in front of her was still totally oblivious to them being three and Jennifer continued to lick and suck.

She could take most of him inside her mouth since he was fairly small and she had him trembling in excitement as she one moment let her tongue swirl around the tip of his cock and the next took the whole length into her mouth.

The man behind her had taken a secure grip of Jennifer’s waist to increase the pace even more. Jennifer moaned in pleasure as she rocked with his powerful thrusts.

“Sis!” the guy suddenly exclaimed. “There is a nigger fucking you.”

Jennifer stopped licking and beamed.

“A black man, I should have guessed,” Jennifer breathed. “He fucks like a god.”

“You want it outside or inside?” the man behind her asked.

“Cum inside me,” Jennifer panted and after three hard thrusts he granted her wish. They rocked together as both cried out in pleasure.

“A lovely fuck, but I need to return to work now,” the man said and left them after adjusting his clothes.

Jennifer didn’t bother moving, but just lay there, staring at the guy that sat some distance away with a pale face.

“Sylvia, how could you do that?” the guy asked.

“Do what?” Jennifer asked. “Want to fuck me?”

“You are filled with his cum!” the guy objected.

“Yea master, it feels great. His load was huge,” Jennifer replied with a smirk.

“Sylvia, drop the master stuff when I use your name,” the guy ordered.

“Is it time to burst his bubble?” Jennifer wondered.

“Yes, let me do the answering for better effect,” the demon replied.

“I can’t obey that command master,” the demon responded.

“What? Why not?” the guy asked.

“You have not told me your name,” the demon replied. “Did you ever stop to consider what would happen to Sylvia’s mind if she was possessed by a demon?”

“Are you saying that Sylvia is hurt?” the guy asked.

“You did not include any glyphs of protection to ward her mind, did you?” the demon asked. “Total loss of sanity is given when the spell is completed. Not that this actually matters now.”

“She turning insane, why does it not matter?” the guy asked with a deadly pale face.

“You did not have any glyph of restoration either, did you?” the demon asked. “How would Sylvia return to her old form without magic, she would not be able to sustain a grown body, would she?”

“I don’t believe this, why have I never been told about these glyphs?” the boy wondered.

“If I may guess,” the demon said. “Your teacher knew that it takes little power to open a demonic gate, lots more to control the demon and yet this pales compared to the effort needed to make a glyph of protection to keep the mind of the target safe.”

“Why have I not heard about them?” the guy asked, shaking his head in disbelief.

“Your pathetic power and control is nowhere close to control a demon so your teacher considered the question totally academic,” the demon responded.

“I control you!” the guy exclaimed.

“You trust the word of a demon?” the demon asked and then burst into laughter.

“This is priceless, but I think I am done,” the demon thought.

The guy looked around, obviously trying to decide if he could sprint away quick enough. Jennifer stood up and gave him a playful smile.

“Remember, we ran earlier, I caught up with you after a block when you was out of breath,” Jennifer said. She flexed her muscles and delivered a wide grin.

“Okay, I killed my sister out of ignorance, but there is no reason why we can’t make a deal,” the guy said.

“Why would I settle with anything besides everything?” Jennifer asked and licked her lips as she moved around the guy like a predator.

A person spoke up from some distance away. “Patric,” the person said. “Don’t believe her. Your sister is not dead.”

“Master Edwards,” Patric exclaimed.

Jennifer watched the newcomer. A blond middle aged man of small build. The only thing that hinted something special with him was a strange red glove on his left hand.

“Listen Patric,” the man said. “I came by your house. The police have been summoned there by your parents because they found your sister bound and drugged in a wardrobe. I have no idea how you shall explain away that, but in any case this woman can’t be your transformed sister.”

“Who is this then?” Patric asked.

“Good question,” Edwards responded.

“You are the teacher that is responsible for Patric’s pathetic excuse for a summoning circle?” Jennifer asked.

“Don’t insult my student!” Edwards barked.

“I am insulting you,” Jennifer said. “His circle was so flawed that when the magic collapsed the demon could reach outside it. Only luck that the demon tried to possess me instead of some other person or object.”

“If you are speaking truth, I don’t understand how you could resist the demon,” Edwards said.

“Too weak demon compared to mine,” Jennifer responded with a grin.

“Strange, you are obviously demonic but don’t have any object that hold the binding spell, no visible magic that you could use to undo the possession,” Edwards noted.

Suddenly he extended his left arm and eerie blue light extended towards Jennifer. Jennifer reacted by instinct and used her red blade to cut the light coming for her.

The sword bounced at the blue light, but flames extended from where she had hit the light and traced back towards Edwards.

With a yelp of surprise he dispelled the blue light and stumbled backwards to avoid the red flames. The flamed ceased to exist with the blue light gone.

“So eager to fight?” Jennifer asked.

“Patric, escape!” Edwards ordered.

“I will assist you master,” Patric complained.

“Fool,” Edwards responded. “Her flames did feed of my magic. You totally lack the skills to combat such a dangerous opponent.”

“Why the heck does he want to kill us?” Jennifer wondered.

“I think he fears our magic and believe that we will try to enslave him,” the demon responded.

“Enslave him, what for?” Jennifer wondered.

“He would if he could, when he can’t, he intends to kill us,” the demon responded.

“Need to kill him first then,” Jennifer thought.

“Pay attention!” the demon screamed mentally.

From below them earth burst forward and enveloped Jennifer’s legs. Jennifer used her sword to cut downwards. The blade cut into the earth with ease but the cut in the earth did just close behind it. The earth had reached her waist.

Frantic Jennifer looked around for a solution. There was a tree on her left, but too far away for her to reach it. More alarmingly she was surrounded by whirling pillars of earth that closed in on her. Her opponent Edwards was totally gone.

“Together, let’s try to move,” the demon thought and Jennifer kicked with all her strength.

For a moment it seemed futile, but then she burst free of the pile of earth and landed on the grass. Stones came flying out of the whirling towers of earth . Jennifer stumbled up as fist sized stones clobbered her from every direction. Doing her best to protect her face Jennifer dodged to the left towards the tree.

“Climb the tree,” the demon ordered and Jennifer saw little reason to not follow the advice.

Jumping to reach the lower branches she pulled herself upwards to escape the barricade of stones coming from the whirling towers of earth. The towers twisted and started to hurl their stones further up.

“Now what?” Jennifer wondered.

“The third pillar is lagging behind and don’t send as many stones. I think the enemy hide inside it,” the demon said.

Jennifer smiled and jumped down from the tree. Landing on the ground she rolled forward started running. The stones were still aiming halfway up the tree so she had free path.

She cut into the pillar of earth and it collapsed. Jennifer tried to dodge away, but was too close. She became buried by earth and rocks. Grunting with effort she dug herself free. All the pillars had collapsed around her and now lay as huge piles of earth.

“Is it over?” Jennifer wondered.

“Be wary, still magic present,” the demon warned.

Suddenly her opponent burst free out of the ground right next to her. Jennifer reacted by instinct and thrust with her sword. Her opponent caught the blade with his red glove and red flames enveloped his arm.

No cry of agony came from him, when Jennifer looked the reason was obvious. Her earlier attack had cut the head off, yet the headless body still attacked her. With grim determination she cut and thrust again and again. The body in front of her blocked every attack with the red glove.

“Keep going. Eventually we will burn the arm off,” the demon observed.

The headless body tried to reach her yet again with monstrous strength, yet Jennifer blocked every attempt.

Suddenly the glove flared with flames and Jennifer braced herself for some kind of attack. Instead the glove exploded and sent Jennifer tumbling. Still dizzy from the impact she struggled up to defend herself but there was no need, the body lay still burning.

“How could he continue to fight without a head?” Jennifer wondered.

“The glove had a demon inside. When the summoner died it animated the body until we destroyed it. Pretty aggressive demon, would have been smarter to hide until we were gone and to find a new bearer for the glove.” the demon responded.

“I hurt all over, are we seriously injured?” Jennifer asked.

“No, only minor wounds and the blade does not drain us as much when we cut at magical auras. If we can clear away the mud covering us I can heal us without difficulty,” the demon answered.

“Fun to put that creep into the ground,” Jennifer thought.

“Fun indeed. We should do this more,” the demon responded.

“Where is our bag?” Jennifer wondered and looked around. Nowhere could she see any trace of it.

“The location were we dropped it is below these huge piles of earth from the whirling earth pillars,” the demon responded.

“Time to dig with our bare hands then,” Jennifer grunted and bent down to start moving earth.

She made small progress, the load of earth was really massive. After a while she looked up and saw a huge wolf staring at her from some distance away.

“Don’t move!” a voice suddenly ordered from above. A man levitated there clothed in silver grey costume with the symbol of an eagle on his torso.

Jennifer looked around and saw that more costumed heroes had surrounded her. On her right she had a red haired woman covered by nimbus of light and clothed in a purple outfit. On larger distance on her left a man stood, covered in a black robe. Jennifer cast a glance over her shoulder and just like she had suspected a costumed hero waited there also, this one was a tall one clothed in a blue and gold with a thundercloud on his torso.

“I am not moving,” Jennifer acknowledged.

“We are superheroes from the Government Superhero Powergroup, better known as the G.S.P. This is Thundercloud, Firefly, Fang, Mindeye and myself I am Eagle,” Eagle explained as he pointed out who was who.

“One of them is passively trying to read our thoughts,” the demon noted.

“Any need to worry?” Jennifer wondered.

“Of course not silly, I am a demon,” the demon responded filled with laughter.

“Mindeye what is your evaluation?” Eagle asked.

“No, input at all for the moment,” Mindeye said. “Shall I remain passive?”

“Yes,” Eagle ordered and then turned towards Jennifer. “Would you care to explain what you are doing here Jennifer Stevens?”

“Stevens, is my last name Stevens? How come that these super heroes know it?” Jennifer wondered and then turned to his question. “Explaining what we are doing here might be tricky with the body,” she concluded.

“Oh, didn’t think on that. You must handle this, I don’t know what is customary around humans,” the demon thought.

“I am trying to locate my clothes in these piles of earth,” Jennifer finally stated after rejecting a number of ways to start her explanation.

“You expect them to be there?” Eagle wondered.

“Well, I dropped them and my bag of clothes in the area now covered in earth and mud. Just intended to have some sex and could not anticipate that a crazy manic would appear and attack me.” Jennifer said.

“Other young man ssmell here, indicate he took thingsss with her sssmell,” the wolf said. Jennifer looked back at the wolf surprised and then frowned when she thought about her missing bag that contained all her money and clothes.

“I am still not following what happened here, can you enlighten me?” Eagle asked.

“I will do my best,” Jennifer promised. “Like I said it stared when I had sex with some people here, then this manic arrived with a red glove on his hand. I think he wanted to enslave me, but he did not really explain why before he attacked. When he did not dare to do close combat with me he created these gigantic pillars of whirling earth to hurl stones toward me. Unluckily for him I realized he hid in one of the pillars and managed to kill him and destroy his glove before he could drop me. It sounds like this young man I had sex with before the combat took my bag and clothes.”

“What weapon did you use to cut his head off?” Firefly asked.

“I can use my powers to create a sword of energy. It cuts through just about anything,” Jennifer explained.

“Ah, that is what happened to the door to the cellar you visited yesterday,” Eagle said. “Same reason for that death?”

“Umh, no,” Jennifer answered. “That man told me quite clearly that he tried to kill me because I am a mutant so I know the reason for that murder attempt. Luckily for me he had not expected my healing power to defeat his poison so I could fight back and escape.”

“What about the nurse on the hospital?” Eagle asked.

“Damn, they seem to know every step I have taken,” Jennifer thought.

“No, that was pure accident. I needed to subdue her, but she broke her neck when I dropped her on the floor,” Jennifer replied.

“Why did you need to subdue her?” Eagle asked.

“She and a creepy doctor took advantage of me sexually as they tortured me,” Jennifer explained.

“Returning to what happened here. Are you trying to hide something from us?” Eagle asked. “Should we really believe a total stranger without warning tried to kill you here?”

Jennifer shook her head trying to come up with an explanation that would not reveal her demon had been the reason for the attack.

“As far as I can see her answers agree with what we have found,” Thundercloud objected. “Our surveillance of the hospital show the doctor rape his clients, only lack of time has prevented us from to act on that. As for the man in the basement, him being a mutant hunter explains where somebody like him would get a computer system that our tech crew has not been able to penetrate. Finally about the man dead here, during our training there was a rather famous bank robbery with a thief with a red glove that could catch bullets and make people go traumatized from distance. All in all, why not give her the benefit of the doubt?”

“Just great!” Eagle complained. “Tell her the details about the red gloved bank robber so we can’t cross reference what she says with this information.”

“Give it a rest, will you?” Firefly objected. “It is not like Thundercloud told anything that was not written ten times over in the papers.”

“Actually my oldest memory is from the hospital, so I don’t remember what the papers wrote earlier,” Jennifer said.

“Do you remember anything special from the accident that made you end up in the hospital?” Mindeye asked.

“That is surely a weird way to phrase the question,” Jennifer thought as she shook her head.

“Okay,” Eagle said. “I am still team leader. I don’t think we can let her go, she does admit to having killed somebody without any witnesses. If she lies to us and then goes on a rampage we would be in real trouble.”

“What are your goals and ambitions?” Firefly asked.

“There seem to be pretty much sexual tension here. What if we reveal our need for sex and try to make them interested in keeping us around. Doing hero stuff was really fun,” the demon thought.

“My healing power is fueled by having sex,” Jennifer told. “The dream would be to find myself some superhero team that would take me in, fuck me lots and bring me with them to do superhero deeds.”

She felt sexual want arise in most people around her. The only one not sexually thrilled by her words were Firefly, yet from the look on her face she too found the idea intriguing. They stood around her and glanced at each other nervously.

“The chances for you getting accepted into G.S.P. are slim, but we would be honored if you applied,” Thundercloud finally said.

“I take my chances if it means I get a chance to have sex with some of you until it is decided,” Jennifer said, suggestively letting her hand slid down her naked body.

“It is decided then,” Eagle said. “Eagle calling base. Can we get the transport in before the press arrive here?”

“The transport is on the way. Remember to bring the body and the head for examination,” the base responded over the com unit.

* * *

Jennifer made sure the bathrobe she had borrowed was in order and approached the doors. The doors opened by themselves and Jennifer curiously glanced into the room.

At the far side of the room there was a computer terminal, yet the focus of the room was clearly the equipment in the middle of the room. From the look of it she supposed it was intended to measure capabilities of persons with super powers.

A man clothed in a costume worked with one of the machines as she entered the room.

“Welcome, I am agent Wilkins” agent Wilkins said as he noticed her.

The agent was blond and slightly muscular, but of the kind that would not attract much attention in a crowd. She supposed he had been recruited as agent because this average look.

“Most of the lab crew is busy with different assignments, luckily for you and the G.S.P managers I could be called over to the G.S.P headquarters on short notice. Our task is to perform a number of tests to make sure you are qualified to be part of the G.S.P. team. Like you probably know close to fifty superheroes has taken the test, but only five was accepted into the team,” agent Wilkins told.

“Sounds like chances are slim,” Jennifer thought with a sense of disappointment.

“I am at your service,” Jennifer replied.

“We already have a good grip of your impressive healing ability. You seem rather athletic, but don’t have real super strength, right?” agent Wilkins asked.

“I am stronger than your average woman, yet I lack the muscle mass to really compete against muscular males,” Jennifer responded. From the smile on his face she guessed he thought she just had admitted he was stronger than her.

“He is not nearly muscular enough, we would wrestle him down without much effort,” Jennifer thought.

“Yet, he looks good enough to fuck,” the demon commented.

“Behave yourself, we need to appear professional if we should have any chance to be accepted into the group,” Jennifer responded.

“What are the capabilities of your energy sword?” agent Wilkins asked.

“It cuts everything as far as I know,” Jennifer responded.

“How much time would you need to penetrate this lead shield?” he asked and pointed at a massive lead block attached to one of the machines.

Jennifer groaned in annoyance and then trusted. Her red blade slipped right through the whole block without any real effort. The agent stared back amazed at the tip of the blade appearing on the other side.

“Amazing, will you try the one on the left also?” he said.

It was a rather thin piece of metal and Jennifer repeated her trust. Still this time the blade did not penetrate the metal but instead the metal was covered in red flames. Jennifer made her red blade disappear, but the metal piece remained covered in flames. Strangely enough the flames did not melt the fittings holding the metal, yet cracks had started to appear.

“What is happening?” agent Wilkins asked from some distance. He covered behind a machine keeping watch of the eerie red flames.

“That is metal from demon mail. Even our blade would need to aim for a joint to penetrate such, yet just like when fought the demon glove earlier our magic burn the demon after touching. Interesting that the effect lingers without a demon inside,” the demon observed.

“My weapon can not penetrate such material easily, yet it will put the aura around the material on fire,” Jennifer said, hoping desperately that he would not press with questions about why this happened.

“Is it dangerous?” Wilkins wondered.

“The flames interact with magic. A living being that is not demonic in nature would on contact with them would feed the flames with energy and become exhausted. Prolonged contact would make them lose consciousness. This will stop him feeding magic to the flames so permanent injury will not happen. The dead matter will be drained of its inherent magic and become fragile,” the demon explained.

“Not particularly,” said Jennifer. “Contact with it would make you exhausted but you would not be burnt or anything similar. Yet your clothes or any other dead matter, like those metal fittings for instance, would probably be destroyed.”

Jennifer pointed at the metal fittings and Wilkins had the opportunity to watch the cracks for a moment until they broke and the strange metal landed on the floor with a crash. The flames had ended by now.

“How would your blade work against a living being?” Wilkins asked.

“Cut them up I suppose,” Jennifer answered. She did not want to admit that had tested her sword on the demon summoner she had encountered earlier.

“Are there not any limits to the blade’s power?” Wilkins asked.

“I use my life force to fuel the blade. If I use it too much I fall down dead,” Jennifer responded.

“Pretty big disadvantage, how fast does your life force recover?” he asked.

“Depends on who I am having sex with,” Jennifer answered.

“What did you say?” Wilkins asked.

“Sex is needed for me to recover my lost strength,” Jennifer said. “What is the question?”

“You mean that you would get stronger if you and I had sex?” Wilkins asked.

“Tired of playing professional? He want to fuck us and we need more energy so why not do it?” the demon asked.

“We are here for tests to see if I can be accepted into the super hero group, right?” Jennifer asked.

“Don’t worry about the test,” Wilkins responded. “I heard the big guys talking and your specialty is really needed in the group.”

“I see, and you want to fuck me meanwhile?” Jennifer asked.

“Yes, I thought about the idea. I made you use up energy so it is fitting that I recharge you, right?” Wilkins asked.

“From your memories I learn agents are supposed to be professional soldiers. If this is standard this explains why they need super heroes to handle stuff, anyway, lets fuck him,” the demon thought.

“Yea, this guy is incredibly lame. Yet why not feed energy from him,” Jennifer thought and pulled her skirt off.

* * *

“Could you please mute that sound?” Anderson requested, moments later the sound of sex had ended. Behind him a video of Jennifer screwing agent Wilkins continued. A few of the government people around the table had problem to focus, but most had returned attention to agent Anderson.

“I must say this a bit puzzling,” Hockfield said. “Why do you use our state of the art surveillance system to record a porno with this woman that want to join the superhero team. Even more important, why does you play it for us?”

“If you look at your papers you will see that Jennifer Stevens did excel at the combat ability test. Her energy sword puts alien exoskeletons on fire and analysis indicate G.S.P. could have use of her close combat ability in a number of our test scenarios. You will also note that she did pass her theoretical exam, yet only barely.”

“Point being?” Hockfield asked.

“Agent Wilkins did not want anyone to know that he was diverted to have sex with the test subject until he fainted of exhaustion. When he woke up he manipulated the records to make it look like she had taken the theoretical test and succeeded,” Anderson answered.

“Seem like we have an agent that is going back to desktop work and someone who needs to retake the test,” Hockfield said.

“Technically Wilkins is already doing desktop work,” Hawk commented. Agent Anderson gave him a hard stare and he went quiet.

“The point is that Wilkins is quite clever,” Anderson said. “The tape is the only proof that Jennifer Stevens did not take the test. We could at this moment decide that we never saw through the charade and give the girl G.S.P. membership.”

“Any reason for why doing this hypothetical false play?” Hockfield asked.

“Our psychical advisors indicate we have a problem with the G.S.P. group. The group dynamics are not forming between the male members like we hoped. Analyzes indicate that the deal we made with G.S.P member Firefly eases the problem, but does not solve it. We pay Firefly to fuck everyone of them two times each week, yet the male members are still competing about Firefly. They might be certain to have sex with her twice every week, yet if they could win her over they would have lots more and they thus continue to compete,” Anderson told.

“Old news,” Hockfield commented. “The real question is. How could it help us to neglect to have Jennifer Stevens really take the test to see if she is suiting for our superhero team?”

“The problem is that we are not sure if she would succeed with the test, yet we are fairly certain she would ease the pressure inside the group. If the male members want lots of sex she seem like the perfect solution,” Anderson replied.

“You suggest that we have her as whore in our superhero team even while she has not proven that she does have the basic requirements,” Hockfield said.

“Well, let me put it like this. The girl has enough combat ability to really aid us in some situations inside buildings that we can’t deal with now, and we could always later discover the tape and fire her if we determine that she does not contribute enough.”

“I say we have a paper here that she is good enough to the team so why should the surveillance tape be checked. We have our sixth member of the G.S.P. as soon as we finish a contract with her,” Hawk said.

Around the table everyone nodded their agreement even while Hockfield still looked skeptical.

* * *

“Sorry for the delay,” Agent Anderson said as he entered the room.

Jennifer looked up from the table and forced herself to smile back as she waited for the verdict. Behind him came Firefly clothed in a blue dress. She gave Jennifer a nod as she sat down at the side of the table.

“I am pleased to announce that you passed the review and are offered a full time job in the Government Superhero Powergroup,” agent Anderson said.

Jennifer stared back unable to come up with anything to say. She had really not expected to meet the qualification requirements after hearing how many heroes that had been rejected.

“Before you sign anything I advise you to really look at the details. I insisted on being included in this meeting so I could give you advice,” Firefly said.

Agent Anderson handed over a couple of documents and Jennifer spent a while going over the many items and regulations. Most of it looked fine, but a few details caught her attention.

“This passage here about terms for interaction with Mindeye’s psionic powers are not acceptable, I will not allow Mindeye or any other psionic to read or affect my thoughts,” Jennifer said.

“We would prefer that you do allow mind reading, but we have already accepted Fang into the group with the same condition so we can’t refuse,” agent Anderson responded.

“My demonic nature gives us a natural resistance against mental interference that far surpass anything a human can devise,” the demon commented.

“It says here that the license fee for psionic protection in the superhero costume will be subtracted from my salary, in this case I don’t want it,” Jennifer said.

“We supervisors really think it is essential with all the team members to have such protection,” agent Anderson said.

“Then you are free to add such with your money. I will not spend my money on something that I don’t need,” Jennifer commented.

“Do you verify that you have natural defenses of similar specifications as our equipment and that you take full responsibility for legal or economical consequences of missing our technological protection?” agent Anderson wondered.

“Most certainly well beyond what your suits offer so I do acknowledge this,” Jennifer answered.

“I must say that you seem more sure about your mental defenses that Mindeye himself is, I will record your assertion in an appendix,” Anderson said.

“Next question, what is this deduction of money from my first salary that is explained as caused by me breaking the conduits of G.S.P. protocol?” Jennifer wondered.

“There is logical but a bit complicated reason,” Anderson said. “Basically the problem we have is that we can’t recruit a known criminal to the team. The red gloved villain is not known by the media so it should not offer any problem. The media did cover the death of the mutant hunter you killed in the basement and had pictures that prove your involvement, but it is our evaluation this problem is minimal since stalking a mutant or try to kill them are clearly illegal. If the media catch you on tape without costume and make the connection we can always claim that you just did defend your life. Still this leaves us with the nurse on the hospital, surveillance tapes show clearly that was not any acts of self defense but a plain attack from your side.”

“I still don’t get the connection,” Jennifer said.

“Quite simple, the official story is that you was undercover to examine if hospital personal abuse their position. You found that this nurse Clair was involved and subdued her to bring her to authorities. Unfortunately an accident happened, and due to G.S.P. superhero conduit code you must take partial responsibility if your actions injures or kills a citizen of the United States unless the action can be explained as required from the information you had at the moment of decision,” Anderson explained.

“So this means that I officially been employed for a couple of days?” Jennifer asked.

“If you count you will find that salary reduction totally match the salary for the time up to this point. The whole point is to make you able to show clean hands if the media ever uncover who you are,” Anderson replied.

“I think that was all,” Jennifer said.

Firefly that had been silently listening spoke up. “Wait, Jennifer, did you notice the requirement that you must have sex with the male members of the team?”

“Oh,” Jennifer said. “That is right. I really must object to the wordings of the sex regulations.”

Anderson stared back at her with a pale face. “What is your concern?” he finally asked.

“The wording here might be interpreted like the male for the night have exclusive right to have sex with me during that day. Yet what if I want to have sex with more than one of them on a single night, or to have sex with one on the day and one on the night?” Jennifer asked.

Firefly blushed and Anderson seemed to regain his composure.

“What would you suggest?” he asked.

“Add a clarification at the end about that we enter this deal with the understanding that it is not exclusive rights for whole day or night but just exclusive rights to have sex with me alone during at least one occasion at the given day or night,” Jennifer suggested.

“That is the intention. I will add that,” agent Anderson said. “Finally question, will you accept the codename Blade?”

“That suits me, I take it,” Jennifer said.

“Then I will finish the paperwork so that you can sign the contract as the G.S.P. hero Blade,” Anderson said.

* * *

Jennifer sat by a computer desk and worked at the design of her hero costume when Mindeye stepped into the room.

She gave him a look, he was not dressed in his black Mindeye suit but instead had a bathrobe similar to her own. She remembered how strong lust he had felt for her earlier, yet for the moment she could not sense any intention from him of to have sex.

“Heard that you had been accepted into the team with the codename Blade,” Mindeye said.

“Indeed,” Jennifer responded. “It is like a dream come true. I really look forward in protecting the innocent from harm.”

“Standard gear in the G.S.P. costumes is an artificial psionic shield, yet you claimed that you would not need one, right?” Mindeye asked.

“No, I don’t need such,” Jennifer responded.

“Can you listen to my mental communication?” Mindeye wondered.

“He is projecting the question about how he can trust us,” the demon noted.

“Yes, I am worthy of trust,” Jennifer responded.

“Good that answers one vital question,” Mindeye said.

“Present the rest of your questions so I can finish creating my costume,” Jennifer prompted.

“May I read your thoughts to verify that you are trustworthy?” Mindeye asked.

“No!” Jennifer responded. She did not like the prospect of Mindeye learning about the demon.

“Fair enough,” Mindeye responded. “Agent Anderson told me your contract give you the option to refuse telepathic contact. Still, this brings me to the third question. If we shall work together I need to know your capabilities.”

“I kill things, heal all injury and love to fuck,” Jennifer answered.

“I mean your mental defenses. May I test a non harmful yet strong attack to determine the limitations of your resistance to psionics?” Mindeye asked.

“Should we allow this?” Jennifer wondered.

“No,” the demon responded. “If we do such test Mindye might start asking troublesome questions. Our joint mind will not respond as human minds are supposed to do, but instead refute the attack with animalistic wrath. Remember, they might not be too happy about accepting a part demon into their group.”

“No, I don’t want you to test my defenses,” Jennifer answered.

“Why not? Wouldn’t it be good to know your limitations?” he asked.

“If you succeed you might read my thoughts and could even add commands to control my behavior, right?” Jennifer asked.

“I would not do such a thing against your will,” Mindeye responded.

“Good, prove to me your good intention by not trying to test my defenses,” Jennifer said.

“One thing is clear,” Mindeye stated. “I have found little reason to trust you. I will speak with the supervisors. Yet until they step in I suppose I must behave like you are trusted teammate.”

He gave Jennifer a long stare as he exited the room. Jennifer kept her face straight until he was gone and then shook her head in irritation. Why could not things be simple for once.

* * *

Jennifer knocked on the door to Thundercloud’s room and after a few moments the door opened. The handsome large blond man looked down on her with surprise, but then smiled widely.

“I thought you would not be assigned to have sex with anyone after such exhausting day,” he said as he guided her into the room. Besides a few photos on the wall the room was free from any personal belongings.

“We arranged so my free day is after I have had sex with all you guys, besides you all need to learn that sex does not mean the same to me as the rest of you. I don’t have sex with people because I have fallen in love with them,” Jennifer said.

“Yes, I read the memo. You refill your life force by having sex, still even knowing that I find it very flattering that you come here with only a bathrobe,” Thundercloud said.

“I only have my new superhero costume and this borrowed bathrobe so there was little choice. When I get my first salary I must buy lots of clothes,” Jennifer responded.

“Actually you don’t need to wait. I have your wallet here since I accidentally picked it up at the car accident. Not much cash there, but your credit card is valid and have a rather large credit,” Thundercloud said.

“Did you find any home keys, personal pictures or similar?” Jennifer wondered.

“No, you only had your wallet on you. The rest must have been destroyed with the car,” Thundercloud responded.

“I guess it is a start if things go wrong,” Jennifer said as she sat down on the bed. “Not that I can afford to let my participation in the group turn into a failure. I am no well known superhero and can hardly return to my old life without any personal memories of that life.”

“You know, you are not unique in that sense,” Thundercloud said as he removed his t-shirt. Jennifer mouth formed a wow as she saw his exposed torso.

“I thought you were a well known superhero,” she said as she twisted a bit so her bathrobe moved aside and exposed more of her leg.

“Well known does not equal successful,” Thundercloud said. His fingers started to undo the knot on the string to his shorts, but Jennifer intercepted him and took over. Teasing she did not open the knot but instead gripped him through the cloth.

“I am not quite following you, care to explain?” Jennifer asked.

“I thought you wanted sex,” Thundercloud said, closing his eyes as her finger traced his length up and down terribly slowly.

“Can’t you tell me as I try to distract you?” she said pulling the knot open. His shorts fell down and she had no problem at all to give him a smile of adoration as she looked at his erect tool. She bent forward and blew gently on it.

“Okay I’ll tell you,” Thundercloud said. “I used to be known as the unstoppable Thundercloud, the criminals worst nightmare, a hero that didn’t tolerate any kind of foul play but tracked them down no matter their power.”

Jennifer gave him an encouraging smile as her finger touched the tip of his cock and then traced downwards slowly.

“When I found them there were two possible outcomes, either they ran or I caught them because my invulnerability meant they could not touch me,” he said.

She touched his sack and blew at the tip again, he lost his breath as he felt it.

“I would beat them senseless and drag them to the police. At least that was the situation until a super villainess named Cyberqueen figured out that my strength and invulnerability totally disappear if I am exposed to intense cold. She started selling freezeguns to the common thugs and I soon I could not use my powers against anyone. With aid from a European hero called Thermoblast I found Cyberqueen and she perished as her freezegun exploded due to overload. Still the damage was done, every super villain knew my secret and I had almost dropped my career as a hero when I heard about the G.S.P.”

“Must have been a hard thing to swallow,” Jennifer said, and then took his cock into her mouth.

He started to answer her, but then noticed what she had done. Jennifer took that moment to suck hard, a shudder went through him. She let her fingers trace over his balls as she alternated between sucking and just holding his very hard member still inside her mouth. She let her tongue trace pattern over the tip as she glanced upwards.

“Feels like heaven,” he grunted. “Yet I must ask, do you know if you are on the pill?”

“We can’t become pregnant,” the demon commented with a voice content with sexual bliss.

“We can’t?” Jennifer wondered with alarm.

“No need to be worried,” Thundercloud said. “I should have a few somewhere in my drawer. Purchased them with the hope that I would have some sexy woman staying the night, but have not needed them since Firefly is on the pill.”

He pulled backwards and Jennifer let him escape even while she gave him a final lick as his cock left her mouth. Leaning backwards on the bed she pulled her bathrobe open to expose her trim nude body. He froze a step away from the bed, staring at the display of female nude skin in front of him.

“No, need to go looking. I paused because I thought about the fact that I can’t become pregnant,” Jennifer said.

“I am sorry,” he mumbled. “I did not know.”

“Don’t be so occupied with being the gentleman,” Jennifer whispered. “You are hard and I do long for that kind of hardness, so take we as hard as you can.”

“I have super strength,” Thundercloud reminded her as he like cat entered the bed and leaned over her.

“Who cares, I have super healing,” Jennifer heard the demon make them say.

“A man like me do have some standards about what I find sexy,” he whispered into her ear. The moment after his erect member probed her moist hole. It did not enter her, but teased her again and again until he suddenly let it slide in.

“Yes, oh, yes!” Jennifer panted. He paused with most of his length filling her and then started to push in and out with slow powerful trusts.

“If you can’t go faster than this I will go nuts, it feels so incredibly good to have your hard cock filling my inside,” she whispered.

“Much faster and much harder can I give you,” he responded. “Yet, at the end you must ride me or I might really hurt you.”

“I will ride you gladly, I will do anything to give you pleasure,” Jennifer promised.

He responded by increasing his pace, pushing into her with a speed and stamina that both seemed and was unreal. Jennifer had pulled her legs up and rested them against his muscular torso as he drilled her hard and steady.

Suddenly he took hold around her hip and pulled her with him as he stood up. Jennifer giggled with delight as he laid down backwards. They had barely landed on the bed before she pushed herself up and down his hard shaft.

Panting with sexual heat and need she rode him and finally they both screamed in sexual ecstasy. She collapsed over him and hugged him close.

“Best sex so far, ten times more intense than any other person we have had sex with,” the demon noted.

“You are a better fuck than I could ever imagine,” Thundercloud said as they slowly calmed down again.

“Great sex indeed. Felt wonderful,” Jennifer responded.

“Do you want to stay and cuddle?” he wondered.

“Very much,” Jennifer responded. He pulled the blanket over them and they lay close so very close with his cock still filling her hole.

“You fuck like a fertility goddess. If you are as good at superhero deeds as you fuck you are the best recruitment ever for the G.S.P,” he mumbled into her ear.

“I am glad to be on the team,” Jennifer responded, but his breathing revealed that he had fallen asleep. Jennifer lay still there listening.

“I wonder if I can fall asleep here,” Jennifer wondered.

“Of course not silly,” the demon responded. “We don’t need any sleep. After the mutant hunters basement we collapsed due to lack of energy, no need for sleep.”

“Then it is perhaps time for us to talk,” Jennifer thought.

“We can probably sneak away without him waking up. Yet we can do talking first if you want,” the demon responded.

“Who has the real ownership of our body?” Jennifer wondered.

“I suppose I do since we both control the body and I control the healing power,” the demon replied after a while.

“Yet it is I that control our red blade, right?” Jennifer asked.

“Indeed, I have tried but are totally unable to summon the magic blade,” the demon answered.

“Maybe we are supposed to share, we do both seem to love to fuck,” Jennifer thought.

“I agree,” the demon thought. “Could we sneak out of the bed, I would like to check at the folder at the table. Would be good to know what they actually wrote in the memo about us.”

They could with some difficulty escape Thunderclouds embrace and left the bed. Jennifer looked through the folder and saw that it had the G.S.P. logo on it. Inside she found the memo about her being recruited into the group. There was also a set of photos of a large beast in some kind of green armor. The text below the picture read “Alien type A”.

“It looks kind of evil,” Jennifer thought.

“That is because it is a Noqurai demon. Standard infantry in the demonlord Nabudai’s demon army. I have executed a fair number of them in wars between my former master and Nabudai,” the demon commented.

“It is listed as an alien,” Jennifer observed with surprise.

“What does that word mean?” the demon wondered.

“It means that the G.S.P. are in truth battling demons, but they don’t believe in magic and have thus assumed the monsters must be coming from outer space,” Jennifer explained.

“Too bad we can’t explain to them the truth without exposing our demonic nature,” the demon thought.

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