frowned, realizing she was thinking about him as if he were a real man. This form is an illusion. No more real than the huge red demon that scraped her ceiling with his massive curling ram’s horns.
“Not really.” He turned to her with those yellow eyes. One side of his mouth turned up in a half smile that quickly faded. Victoria blinked. He had never smiled at her. Ever.
“Who are you?” she asked. “Why do you torment me?” She tried to think of what terrible sin she must have committed. She had led such a boring life. She had committed no atrocities. Once she had hit a squirrel with her car by accident at night. That was probably the worse thing she had ever done. The thing with Michael Brand from Legal…but she did not do that. He did.
She glanced outside the windows, wondering if the walking shoppers would see her talking to an empty seat. They would probably think she had a hands-free phone. She sighed.
He repeated, “I need you to come with me.”
“Why ask?” Her voice was hard with frustration. “You always just come and take what you want. Why be polite? Why even bother to ask?”
The face he was using softened. “Because where we are going is different from this place. Here you cannot escape from me. The church was an amusing idea, but there is no place here you can hide from me.”
She stared at him. His voice was warm and sincere. She took many little breaths, reminding herself that instead of forcing her with a strong grip on her body, he was now forcing her with the hypnotic resonance of his voice. She was determined to resist.
“Why,” she narrowed her eyes at him, “do you think I would ever agree to go anywhere with you?”
He did not answer, and this gave her time to think about what he had just said. There was no place here she could hide or escape. But there? Is that what he meant? There she might be able to escape?
He nodded, reading her mind again. “Yes.”
“Where exactly?” She said that slowly, thinking about the answer. Don’t demons come from Hell? Is that where he wanted her to go?
“Hell isn’t what you think it is.” He moved his hand to touch her knee. She jumped. His hand was warm. It felt like a man’s hand.
“What choice do I have?” She was angry that her voice sounded resigned. Like she had already agreed. She tried to imagine being a strong heroine of her own life, like women in the movies who kicked ass.
He shrugged. “I will keep coming,” his mouth turned up again at his own humor, “until you agree.” His hand moved from her knee to his crotch. He flipped the metal stud at the waistband and unzipped his jeans. He was not wearing underwear. His cock popped out, thick and hard in his hand. The yellow eyes glowed brighter for a moment as he opened his knees and adjusted himself in the seat.
Victoria looked away, wondering just what could be seen through her windshield. He began to stroke slowly, his well-muscled arm clenched and unclenched as he brought it back and forth. She covered her eyes with a hand, embarrassed. She imagined him coming and spurting his cum over the inside of her windshield and heard him give a short laugh beside her as he read that thought.
“You have no idea,” he said, amused. She turned away, looking at the people with their shopping bags meandering though the lot, looking for their cars. She heard the short beeps of automatic locks as shoppers popped their trunks to put away their purchases. She wondered if she should jump out of the car. He couldn’t chase her down with his dick in his hand.
Her hand moved toward the door.
Her seatbelt tightened. She was pressed back firmly.
He said, “No. You cannot escape. Not here.”
She wondered if she should drive away now. Victoria realized she did not want strangers peering through her windows and asking her if she was “all right”. Of course I am not ‘all right’. She moved her hand to turn the ignition and the demon did not stop her, instead he put his dick back in his pants and zipped them up. She turned her head to look behind her as she backed carefully out of the parking space and moved slowly toward the exit. People were looking at her. She accelerated and merged onto the access road. Victoria resisted