Object of Worship Ch. 04-06

by SalaciousSatyr

story tags: noncon, possession, creampie, school, teacher, teenagers,
horror, mind_control, public_sex, first_time

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Now enslaved by Nikana, Jane goes on the hunt

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Hi everyone! This, much like the last one, straddles the line between
Erotic Horror and Non-consensual. I worked pretty hard on getting this
one just right, and I hope you enjoy! More stories coming soon,
including a second chapter of Tentacle Button! And if you liked this
one, please leave a rating and a comment, telling me what you'd love to
see more of.

*Chapter 4: Temptation*

Dawn came too early. Rest remained just out of reach, as Nikanna
invaded her dreams and the entire night was spent living out snippets
of the past. Satisfaction remained out of sight, and Jane woke with her
entire body tense and aching.

The first thing she did was take the coldest shower she could handle.
It helped, more or less, at the cost of more stress. By the time she
got her modest dress on, she was a little calmer but still exhausted.
She went downstairs for breakfast, where her mother and father waited
for her with some food.

One of the only decent things about being in this household was that
her family were big eaters, and Jane had the uncanny ability to eat her
weight in snacks without gaining a pound. Margaret Kane already had a
full stack of pre-buttered pancakes ready for her. Jack Kane had
already finished his, save for a few remaining scraps on his plate.

Her father was a large, strong man who was the opposite of her mother
in looks. He was blonde, pale, and had a thick mustache. Jack worked
nights, so this was his last meal before bed. He eyed her as she sat
down.

"When did your hair get that long? I thought we agreed to keep your
hair short for modesty." He eyed her, like a hawk watching a mouse.

"What do you mean?" Jane asked. She reached for her hair and was
surprised to find it was three or four inches longer than it had been,
much silkier, and now went past her shoulders. How had she not noticed
in the shower? "Oh, this. I guess we just got so busy with school and
church that we haven't had a chance to cut it."

Margaret turned from the stove, where she made her own share of food
last. "God above, Jane. Did you put some filthy product in your hair?"

When Jane went to answer, Nikanna took over. "No mama, I just washed it
extra good today, and I've been trying to eat right. May I keep my hair
like this? I feel like it's my greatest blessing, and I don't wanna be
immodest, but I want to have something nice to share with my future
husband."

The words sickened Jane, especially when it worked. Her normally
implacable father softened. Margaret looked to him first and Jack gave
his single nod of approval. "I'm glad you're thinking about your
future, finally. You're no longer a child, Jane. I think you might be
ready to join the church's courtship groups. Would you like that?"

He'd almost never checked with Jane for her opinion, and now that he
had, Nikanna was the one who answered for them. "I would, daddy. Thank
you. But I won't be in any rush. They gotta measure up to you!"

The fact that she'd never say anything like that to them had to be
obvious. There was no way they would believe those words coming out of
her mouth, when she normally kept her head down and her answers short
and meek.

Her mother noticed it too. "You seem to be in a good mood, baby. What's
going on in your life? Are you seeing someone without telling us?"

Jane was helpless and stuck watching as Nikanna answered, "I had a
revelation, mama. God spoke to me last night, and told me to be humble
but fruitful, and to go in search of the right man for purposes of
joint worship."

Her parents looked at each other. Jack smiled, and it was an unfamiliar
sight. "We'll do what we can. In the meantime, you keep your grades up
and your head down. Don't think that you can go messing around with
just anybody, or that we'll give our blessing to any idjit you find
cute."

"Of course, daddy." Nikana sat down and dug into her pancakes with
relish. The goddess hadn't had a chance to eat a human meal in over
three thousand years, Jane realized, and Nikanna's joy was infectious.

/I don't know what you're playing at, with my parents. You don't strike
me as the type to want one single man./

*Correct. It is what they wanted to hear, and it will give us options.
You have resisted these church groups in the past, and it drove a wedge
between you and your parents. Now, we will use it against them and
build our base of power.*

That sense of helplessness and inevitability lasted throughout the rest
of breakfast, while Nikanna retained control and enjoyed their meat at
her own pleasure. Unfortunately, all of Nikanna's pleasures were now
Jane's, no matter how much she wished otherwise.

After they were done eating, Nikanna relinquished control, and it was
on Jane to clean up and get ready for the bus. She went up to the
bathroom to splash water on her face, when she looked at herself in the
mirror. No wonder her parents asked her what was up.

The face that greeted her in the mirror was obviously hers, but her
hair was longer, silkier, and even darker than before. Jane gaped at
herself, running her fingers through it. She'd always hated her hair,
inherited from her father, and now it was...beautiful.

*That's not the only thing that will change and be more beautiful. We
can look however you like. We can keep changing and never settle on a
single form. Join me, and we'll be the most beautiful being in the
world.*

In the mirror, she saw Nikanna standing behind her, her full, generous
lips twisted into a predatory smile. Her arms were crossed over her
impressive chest, which was level with the back of Jane's head. It was
then Jane noticed something missing.

"Wait, where's the necklace I put on last night?" Her neck was bare, as
it usually was.

Nikanna didn't answer, she just smirked and vanished from view. Jane
took a breath and considered whether or not it would be safe going to
school. She didn't see that she had any choice, so she continued
getting ready and made it to the bus stop right as it came to a stop.
She got in line, and entered last.

Years before, deciding who to sit with would've given her neverending
stress. That stopped being an issue when she befriended Gertrude
Gaynor, or Gay Gerty as people loved to call her. Their unwanted
nicknames were one of the first things they bonded over.

It was possibly the only thing they had in common, other than being
outsiders who didn't really belong anywhere else. Gerty was a short,
heavyset teen with dirty blonde hair. Girthy Gerty was another, lesser
used nickname. Jane thought she was pretty enough, but the girl was too
sweet and too lost in the world of her favorite Japanese cartoons and
their creators.

"Jane! You won't believe what I heard about Akura-sama and her upcoming
plans!" Gerty's bright blue eyes lit up and she made space for her
friend.

Jane collapsed into the seat next to her. The bus was as loud as ever,
and Gerty tended to need to speak up or shout to be heard. She tried to
smile at her friend, but apparently it didn't work.

"What's wrong, Jane? You look upset."

The worst part was that Jane wanted to spill it all, have someone else
know, if only to reassure herself that she wasn't crazy. However, no
matter how sweet or accepting Gerty was, there was no way in hell she'd
believe what happened. And that's if Nikanna would even let her.

*I would, actually*, the goddess immediately responded to her thoughts.
*She is a diamond in the rough. We could use a head priestess, and a
subject to test ourselves with.*

The words chilled Jane's blood. "Just a rough night sleeping," she
eventually said. "Bad dreams and stuff. What were you saying about
Akura-sama?"

Gerty hesitated, but was all too eager to discuss her favorite mangaka.
"Well, after being accused of queerbaiting, word is...Ichi and Genji
are going to fuck!"

Great. Exactly what Jane wanted to hear more of. Gerty began on a
tirade about her favorite ambiguously romantic manga that veered into
boylove but never went all the way. Unlike Jane, Gerty had nothing
holding her particular tastes back.

*You could learn a lesson from her*, Nikanna whispered. *She doesn't
deny herself what she wants. She would be a more worthy vessel to host
me. If you wish to be rid of me...*

Jane shuddered. No, there was no way she could inflict this on someone
else, no matter how tempting it was. And definitely not Gerty. The girl
could be a bit oblivious and too soft, but she brightened Jane's
constantly dreary days.

She closed her eyes and inhaled. All around her were hormonal
teenagers, and the goddess luxuriated in their amped up emotions and
impulsive behavior. When they arrived at school, there would be another
thousand kids to feed off of or influence. Jane wondered if it would
have been better if she had stayed at home, sick.

"...and the way they're looking at each other in the last panel, it's
so full of /yearning/, you know?" Gerty sighed with a longing Jane
almost envied. Maybe it would be a kindness to give Gerty a chance to
live out her fantasies. Maybe it wasn't too late for God to forgive her
for what Nikanna made her do.

*I didn't make you swallow Jason's cock and swallow his cum. That was
all you. You could've turned away, but I can see you want to live the
lie for a little longer. That's okay. You won't last long.*

Jane wanted to argue, but Nikanna took control away. "I /love/
yearning. It's like the absence of something, the need for it, is as
pleasurable as whatever we seek."

Gerty nodded enthusiastically. She hopped a little in the bus seat in a
little dance. "Yes, yes, exactly! And when you finally give the people
what they want..."

"You drown them in it," said Nikanna. Real joy surged through them, and
Jane struggled impotently to stop it. "You give them everything until
they're glutted. And then you do it all again."

The blonde teen looked at her with a new awareness in her eyes, like
she had just seen Jane for the first time. And in that awareness was
longing of her own. She didn't need a goddess to recognize it.

*Give me to her, and you'll be free of this burden. Come now, isn't
that the easy, safe choice for you?*

Nikanna brought their hand to their neck and relinquished control. It
was Jane's call whether she offered her sweet, kind, slightly pervy
friend a lifetime of slavery. But then, something occurred to Jane.
What would happen to her?

*I would give you a parting gift and accept you as one of my servants,
even if you are not worthy of being my host. Your life is, of course,
mine now, but I can give you a longer leash.*

So, nothing major would change. Maybe Gerty would like it more, but
Jane couldn't do that. Not yet, at least. Maybe if she did talk about
it later, but right now, Gerty stared at her.

"Sorry," said Jane, looking away. "I've just been thinking of stuff
like that lately. It's stupid, and I shouldn't. Mama keeps warning me
against anything like that."

The bus rolled to a stop. Dozens of teens got up and fought to get off
first. Gerty and Jane remained sitting, as the chubby girl wrung her
hands together. "Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to play around. I could
show you some of my favorite dirty stories..."

Oh no. Jane smiled and stood up. "I can't. I want to, but I can't.
Maybe another time. Sorry Gerty, I gotta go." She threw her pack over
her shoulder and practically ran off the bus. One of her only friends
was into her now, because of the monster inside her.

And now that she was here, the sense of hunger and rapturous joy
increased. Nikanna was right where she wanted to be, and Jane was going
to have to suffer through whatever the goddess decided. Her stomach
dropped as she imagined the night before, and who knows how much
further she'd be forced to go.

Still...better Jane than her only friend.

*Chapter 5: Hunting Grounds*

It wasn't too bad at first. At least, compared to what came later. Jane
spent her zoology class focusing on the work as much as she could. The
thick funk of the class animals helped dampen the inescapable scent of
her peers. She had spent the last several years not feeling as much of
the huge hormonal changes and needs that everyone promised would
happen, and now it hit her all at once.

A slacker named Grant lounged indolently in his chair, and Jane's eyes
went down to his skinny jeans, and the bulge down his left leg. Worst
of all, he caught her staring and smirked at her, then made kissy lips.

Jane tried desperately to ignore how close she was to Eddie Kowalski,
the school's biggest defensive tackle. He looked like an ogre with a
blond buzzcut, and he reeked of testosterone, strength, and cum. Every
sense was on high alert, and she found herself sliding closer and
closer to him, until her wheeled chair was next to his.

Eddie looked at her with an inquisitive grunt. He wasn't stupid, as far
as Jane could tell, but he had a habit of staring off into space and
dreaming. Now, he looked at her, and Jane stared into his face, hating
the way her body twinged with need. The football player had a strong
jaw, but round, baby-faced cheeks covered with light stubble, and
bright blue eyes.

Ordinarily, Jane wouldn't have found him very attractive. Now, she had
Nikana looking through her eyes and scanning the teen's bulky form with
hunger.

*Him. Him for sure. Look at how much /bigger/ he is! He would crush us
and pin us as he claims our body! I'm about to open your eyes, girl...*

"What do you want?" Eddie asked in a hushed voice while the teacher
continued lecturing about their upcoming dissection. It wasn't harsh so
much as curious and confused. Before now, they'd never interacted.

"You," Nikana said for them. Jane mentally slumped as control was once
more taken away as easy as the flip of a switch. The demon ran her
hands through her hair and bared her neck a little. She smiled, and her
eyes flitted down to his crotch and back up.

Being a teenage boy, it didn't take much for Eddie to follow her gaze,
and then smile. He looked over her greedily, taking it all in and
tasting her with his eyes. She was still a short, scrawny young woman,
but Eddie seemed to like the size difference too. He grinned, but a
second later the teacher cleared his throat beside them.

"Ms. Kane? Kindly remain at your table and don't distract our players.
If I think you're intentionally distracting Mr. Kowalski there, you'll
explain why in detention." Mr. Lancer smiled, his lips a thin line on a
pasty face.

"Yes sir," Jane muttered, cringing at the ripple of laughter throughout
the darkened lab.

"Now, as I was saying," the chemistry teacher continued, "you /never/
want to mix the following chemicals..."

He resumed his lecture, but now dozens of eyes were on her. Nikana kept
a strong grip on her, and forced her to make eye contact with people
who had formerly ignored or casually tormented her for being a
religious weirdo. Most had smirks or leers, but a couple caught the
goddess' interest.

Greg was the kind of asshole who shouldn't have had friends, but did.
If Jane recalled, he hung out with Jason sometimes. When she made eye
contact, he licked his lips and then mimicked blowing an invisible
dick. She looked away. Did Jason tell after all? That bastard!

But the memories of that night made her heart race and her cunt pulse.
She'd tasted Jason, courtesy of the invasive Goddess, and just thinking
about it brought the taste and heat back. Nikana stayed silent for a
change, but the weight of her perception was always there, threatening
to obliterate what was left of Jane's sanity.

The class dragged on for an eternity, and Mr. Lancer's droning voice
gave her plenty of time to focus on her heightened senses and constant
distracting throbbing. The heat filled her with a great thirst for
something cool and relieving to the ever-growing fever. Eventually,
when the bell rang, Jane threw her things in her bag and staggered out
of the classroom along with everyone else.

Invisibility had been her greatest strength before, but now it seemed
everyone had a reason to push or jostle her as they poured out into the
hallway. The heat of so many bodies surrounding her, occasionally
touching her made her let out a whimper that shouldn't have been
overheard over the clamor of a hundred students taking over each other.

But someone noticed.

"Hey!" Eddie clapped a massive hand down on her shoulder and turned her
around. He all but pinned her against a locker with one hand. What
would it be like for him to pin her to the ground? "What was that
about?"

"What was what about?" Nikana asked innocently. She grinned wickedly,
looking up at Eddie in a way that emphasized the sixteen inches of
height he had on her. "I want you."

Eddie's lips curled into a crooked grin. "You and everyone else. Didn't
expect it from you, though. Aren't your parents crazy fundies?"

Shame filled Jane as Nikana silently howled with laughter. *If only he
knew. If they were born in my day, your family would be devoted just as
much to me as they are the carpenter god. It's in your blood, girl. I
think it's time to unleash it.*

"Yep," Nikana said with a coy smile. "This is me acting out and making
dumb decisions. Do you want to be one of them?" She took Eddie's hand
and brought it to her mouth, nibbling the tips of his fingers.

Eddie's eyes widened. He laughed, and said, "Huh. Okay. What, like
after school or something?"

Jane's brow arched, and Nikana motioned with her head towards the
handicapped bathroom between the two major wings of the small school.
Eddie's eyes widened, but he was game. The goddess took his hand and
pulled him along, slipping inside without a care in the world for all
the witnesses. The entire school would know soon.

She locked the door and faced her prey, pushing him backwards until his
ass hit the sink.

"Shit, you must really be pissed at your parents," Eddie said with a
dull guffaw.

Nikana unbuttoned his jeans and yanked them down. The scent of him
thickened, until it made her eyes and mouth water. He wore old, stained
boxers beginning to tent outward. She cupped his balls through the
material and rolled them around in her hand.

Eddie's breath caught in his chest. His hand immediately went to her
silky hair, where he grabbed a handful. "Fuck, you're not holding back,
are you?"

"No," said Nikana, more to Jane than him, "I am not." Then she tugged
on his boxers and let his hardening cock flop out and bob in the air
next to her cheek.

Like the rest of him, his penis was broad and longer than she expected.
He had a fat, angry purple head that made their mouth water, with a
glistening drop at the end, and heavy balls now free of their previous
constraints. /Oh fuck/. Jane stared with a mix of disgust and
resignation. At this point, she knew better than to expect to be able
to stop this.

*Good*, Nikana purred. *You're getting closer to full acceptance.
Relax, Jane. Relax and let go. Let yourself enjoy this, and maybe I'll
reward you later.* Without further adieu, Nikana ran her tongue along
the underside of the shift. Eddie let out a mix between a sigh and a
groan. It turned to a sharp hiss of breath when her tongue got to his
head and popped the entire thing into her mouth.

"Fuck!" Eddie wasn't quiet, and that drove the goddess on.

She bobbed back and forth, suckling greedily on the tip. One hand went
around his shaft and squeezed and slid down, gently milking him. Eddie
stumbled back against the wall, and Nikana shuffled on her knees to
follow. They shared an absurd, incredulous laugh before she engulfed
him again.

Once Jane got used to the feeling of a hard, musky cock in her mouth,
it wasn't all bad. There was a relief to knowing it was out of her
control. She may have not liked or agreed with all her parents'
beliefs, but she'd still lived by their rules and kept her virtue until
now. She hadn't done anything wrong, and she'd still ended up infested
with the demon who called herself a goddess.

Object of Worship Ch. 04-06

by SalaciousSatyr (UID 3742515)

https://www.literotica.com/s/object-of-worship-ch-04-06

Now enslaved by Nikana, Jane goes on the hunt

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Now that she was a slave to Nikana's relentless hunger, it became
harder and harder to wall herself off from the feelings flooding her
body. Everytime the demon thrust their mouth forward, there was a
moment of panic when his cock hit the back of her throat, like the
feeling of teetering on the edge and about to fall.

The hardness in her mouth, the piggish grunts and groans above made
their body pulse with desire. The fire that had been burning all night
and all day blazed to life between her legs. Maybe now she'd get some
real relief.

*That's it, girl. Focus on the gift you're being given. Not everyone
gets their first time to be with such a beast of a boy. Let yourself
enjoy it.*

Nikana popped his cock out of her mouth, panting. "I want you to fuck
me," she said, standing and keeping her hand on him.

"No arguments from me," Eddie chuckled. Sweat pooled around his
temples, and Jane recognized that hunger from Nikana's vision. He was
another faithful worshiper, he just didn't know it yet.

The demon turned to face the sink. She hiked up her dress. Her mother
had chosen it to be as unflattering as possible, but seeing her
reflection, it backfired. It pooled around her waist and her pale ass
wiggled in the air. Nikana's smile was confident, triumphant, and alien
to Jane. Too familiar, and nothing she ever expected.

Eddie lined himself up, spreading his legs and grabbing her by one of
hers and tilting her until he pressed up against her slick lips. "Don't
you want me to wear a condom or something?"

Nikana made eye contact with the teen in the mirror. "I want you to
treat me like a toy and cum in me. I want you to use me, do whatever
nasty things you want to do. And when we're done, you're going to
worship me."

Something in her eyes kept a sarcastic reply at bay. He just nodded and
took a deep breath.

*Prepare yourself. This is going to hurt so good...*

Jane couldn't move, couldn't scream, couldn't do anything but look at
herself in the mirror. Eddie grunted, and then drove himself into her.
The pain came, but it was eclipsed by her entire world whiting out.
Just as she had time to register, Eddie drew back and slammed in again.
Nikana let out a sharp, delighted cry.

It spurred him on. Edding cupped her ass and held her in place as he
fucked with long, slow, hard thrusts that rocked her body. The fire
inside her grew with each delicious thrust in. Jane was grateful for
Nikana's control, keeping them upright while she got the first good
fuck of her life.

*Look at yourself, Jane. Look! This could be your power, if you just
reach out and claim it.*

Her face was contorted in exquisite agony. Eddie reached around and
cupped one of her tiny breasts through her dress. He found her nipple
and pinched it, and she let out a short, sharp shriek. Nikana thrust
her ass back to meet his next thrust, and the world went white.

"Fuck," Eddie groaned, squeezing her nipple harder. It became a point
of white-hot fire, connected intimately with her cunt, throbbing
offbeat as his thrusts grew faster and less controlled.

The goddess' laughter echoed in her head as she kept looking right at
their damned reflection. The way her face looked, contorted as if in
pain, turned her on almost as much as the way Eddie manhandled and
fucked her like a pig in rut. He shifted and leaned forward, keeping
her leg up and to the side for easy access as he thrust madly. His lips
touched the back of her neck in what was almost a kiss, but was mostly
him drooling on her.

She shuddered and let go. The fire kept building until it was a
tightness in her that begged to be snapped, and she wouldn't fight it.
Jane could almost feel Nikana's fingertips brushing through her hair as
she whispered just one word: *More?*

/Yes./

Nikana didn't relinquish control, but she moaned like a whore and threw
herself back repeatedly. Eddie grunted and pistoned in and out of them,
the motion so fast and continuous Jane lost herself in the delicious
feeling of being full, of being used like a toy. Of being worshiped by
a teenage boy.

A bang on the bathroom door got their attention.

"Shit," Eddie cursed, starting to pull back.

Nikana reached behind and grabbed him by the back of the neck, keeping
him against her. "Don't you fucking dare," she warned. "Keep going!"

Another, more insistent bang on the door was followed by, "We know you
two are in there. Open up!"

Rather than give Eddie a chance to chicken out, Nikana thrust their ass
back and moaned lewdly. She clamped their shared cunt down on him. He
groaned and thrust back, so deep it felt like Jane would split open.

Hard and fast they slammed together as the pounding on the door
continued. Eddie's grip on their ass tightened. He groaned and drove
himself home one more time. Jane's entire body tensed and her heart
sang out as his steel-like cock swelled and twitched violently inside
her. Heat flooded them, and even Jane could feel the lightning crackle
of power as his orgasm bound Eddie to them.

He slumped over, still twitching and pressing her into the sink. Nikana
elbowed him off and stretched, cunt dripping with his seed. Jane had
lost her virginity, and even now she still...wanted more. The heat
burned relentlessly. He'd gotten his satisfaction, but she was left
wanting.

The banging on the door had stopped, but it was replaced by a different
sound. The key went in, and the lock turned. The school security guard,
Gabe, stared at the tableau before him. Eddie stood there with his
pants around his ankles, softening cock glistening. Nikana turned
around, keeping her dress up so Gabe could take a look at her in all
her glory.

"Something wrong?" Nikana asked, grinning.

Eddie looked between them, suddenly terrified. Gabe shook his head.

"Well, you two are in trouble now. Obviously."

A surge of panic filled Jane, but it paled in comparison to the need to
orgasm. Nikana chuckled in her head. *That's more like it. Trust me,
and this will be an opportunity.*

*Chapter 6: Leverage*

Everything had happened really fast after the door opened. Eddie pulled
his pants up, she was told to put her dress down, and both of them were
marched through the hallway to the office just off the northern
courtyard. Most students were in classes, but heads turned to watch as
they passed by, and Nikana had been kind enough to sharpen their senses
to hear the whispers.

"Her?"

"She's been acting weird all day. Max saw her drooling at him
during..."

"...never woulda guessed..."

"/Her?/"

Jane had control then, and it took everything to not shake and shiver
with every new, damning sentence. Eddie was pale as well, though he
likely didn't have psychotic parents who would kill him for being a
slut. As if reading her mind, the boy looked down at her with something
like concern and affection.

"Don't worry," he whispered. "I'll tell them it was my idea."

The security guard sighed. "I can hear you, and I will have to report
that, you know."

It wasn't the first time Jane found herself in Mr. Ward's office,
though she could count the instances on one hand. By default, she kept
to herself and tried not to get into trouble, which meant she'd only
seen him at the beginning of the year, and never as a 'patient'.
Getting caught fucking Eddie Kowalski was an instant trip to the school
counselor, and probably the principal after.

*Relax*, Nikana told her as they sat on a chair just outside. *We're
not in any trouble.*

The secretary Lori pecked away at her keyboard, occasionally looking up
to favor Jane with pursed lips, only to pointedly turn back to her
work. She would beg to differ, and so would Mr. Ward.

He took maybe ten minutes to talk things out with Eddie. The door
opened abruptly and they came out, Mr. Ward's arm around the teen's
shoulder. "You need to be careful and think about your future, Mr.
Kowalski. Just because Coach Beckett overlooks this kind of thing
doesn't mean we can."

*And yet he is,* Nikana scoffed. *He'll get away with nothing more than
a slap on the wrist. Meanwhile, we'll get the blame, and likely the
punishment.*

/I thought you said we're not in any trouble,/ Jane thought back to
her.

She got the impression of a smirk. *We're not. This is a perfect
opportunity to get you what you need.*

Before she could ask what Nikana meant, Mr. Ward turned to her. He was
a lanky, kindly man in his late fifties or early sixties, clean shaven
and in fairly good shape. Out of all the people in their hellhole of a
school, he was one of only a few who seemed to actually care. He wasn't
perfect, but he tried.

"Ms. Kane, come inside please."

Jane followed along, at least a little resentful that while Nikana got
to have the fun, /she/ had to deal with the fallout. She sat down in
the chair and waited with her hands folded in her lap. The fire from
before hadn't gone anywhere, just faded in intensity. Even now, part of
her wanted more.

Mr. Ward sat down and steepled his fingers. He didn't say anything for
a full minute, just looking at her with something that could've been
sympathy or disappointment. Finally, he said, "I'm worried about you,
Jane. Is everything going okay in your home life?"

Whatever she'd expected, it wasn't that. "Um. It's not great, but I get
along. Look, about today..."

"It's not just today," Mr. Ward continued. "You've so far been a very,
forgive my saying so, average student. You keep your head down, you
don't have many friends, you don't make waves. And then all of a
sudden, you're caught having sex with a football player in the
bathroom. Help me make it make sense."

Jane couldn't help the peal of hysterical laughter that left her, and
was only mildly surprised to find that was her reaction. "You wouldn't
believe me if I told you, Mr. Ward."

He smiled, as if he'd heard it a million times before. "Try me."

To her surprise, Nikana stayed silent, and didn't intervene. Jane took
the opportunity and ran with it. "Well, last night, Jason invited me to
the museum, where I put on a cursed necklace and got possessed with
like a sumerian sex demon or something, and she made me have sex with
Eddie, and I don't know why. She wants to have sex with everyone, and
is going to force me to do it."

Mr. Ward nodded slowly, his face a neutral mask. "If I remember
correctly, your family is very religious, yes?"

Heat flooded Jane's cheeks, made worse by her passenger's silent
laughter. "They are, I'm not. There's a real demon inside me, and she's
making me do things I don't want to do!"

Again, that infuriatingly patient nod, like he was trying to determine
if she was crazy or stupid. He didn't say anything for nearly ten
seconds. Mr. Ward took a long, deep breath, and tried again.

"There are few things in the world as hard as being a teenager.
Everything is new, and the biggest and most important it's ever been.
And when you're dealing with some strong, physical urges but have been
told it's evil and the work of demons..." He sighed. "Jane, I could get
in trouble for saying this, but there's nothing evil about healthy
sexual expression.

"But when your sexual expression is unhealthy, like risky encounters
with football players, it's usually the sign of worse things. I hate to
ask this, but has your father ever been inappropriate with you?"

Jane's blood ran cold. *Interesting*, Nikana said to her. Images
flashed before their eyes as she flipped through the teen's memories
like a book. */Very/ interesting. Should we tell him?*

/No!/ Jane swallowed hard. "He's never touched me," she said, voice
creaking at the end. "I'm fine. Today was just...An actual demon."

"Mm." Mr. Ward rubbed his eyes. "You've put me in something of an odd
position, Jane. Normally, we need to report this to the parents. Both
for your safety and health, as well as our own liability."

"No!" Jane protested, her blood freezing entirely. If her parents found
out, then they'd come down on her so hard that Nikana would have to...

Mr. Ward grimaced. "I don't know how we can avoid it. More than that,
sudden sexual activity would be a possible sign of abuse at home. This
is potentially a major problem, and legally, I am required to notify
your parents.

The demon laughed. *Would you like my assistance now? I can get us out
of this without your parents finding out.*

/Yes,/ Jane sent back desperately.

*But it comes at a cost. What is your parents being kept in the dark
worth to you?*

Each time she was struck with horror at her situation, at what would be
required of her, it hurt less. Now, it took only a few seconds for the
spike of pain and sadness to turn to resignation. She was going to have
sex with Mr. Ward, whether she wanted to or not.

*That's what I thought. Good girl.* The words came like a purr, and
then Jane wasn't alone. Unlike before, she remained partially in
control, but she knew what to say, and what to do. All she had to do
was follow the path before her.

"Legally, you have to," said Jane haltingly. "But if you could choose
what to do about it, what would you do?"

The question both frustrated and delighted him. "As your counselor, I
would want to speak to you for an hour a few times a week, keep a close
eye on you. We'd talk about what happened, and these urges you refer to
as your demon. And together, we'd try to work through them and help you
live a healthier life. The important thing is not letting this happen
again until you're an adult and probably out of your parents' house."

His tone was mild, friendly even, and nonjudgmental. However, through
Nikana, Jane could /feel/ the man's interest in her. He definitely
wanted to help, but there was a dark part of him that felt a thrill at
this problem being dumped into his lap. How did she know that?

*Lust is my bailiwick, silly girl. I'm allowing you the tools you need
to get through this. Work with me, and my power will be yours.*

Before Jane could half-heartedly protest, information flooded her
brain. She couldn't read Mr. Ward's mind per se, but she could pick up
impressions from him, and what he desired. He wasn't attracted to her,
but he was drawn to the idea of her. The idea of being young again, and
making the same mistakes he thought she was making.

*That's it,* Nikana purred. *Follow that!*

"That sounds a lot better," Jane said. The exchange had taken only a
second or two of awkward silence. "You're right. After...after the past
few years, I can't control my urges anymore. I think I need help."

Compassion radiated from him, along with a sense of pride and a
voyeuristic eagerness. "That's the first step, and I'm really proud of
you for admitting it."

Nikana whispered instructions in her head, and Jane spoke them almost
in unison. "I can't help it. It just takes me over, and...Please don't
tell my parents. I'd much rather keep this between us, sir." She pulled
her legs up to her chest and hugged them tightly. She knew she wasn't
much to look at, but her dress rode up and exposed her panties, and the
wet spot left by Eddie's cum.

Mr. Ward's eyes dipped low, just for a second. His desire grew sharply,
as did his guilt. That was no good. Nikana extended a tendril of power,
and soothed it away, leaving only his growing lust. She couldn't
control him yet, but they could influence him together.

"That's going to be difficult, if it's even possible. Other students
were the ones to report you, and the principal will know before too
long. I could put in a good word for you, and tell her that we'll be
working together closely. It still might reach your parents, but if it
does, I can assure them it's just rumors."

Jane didn't have to fake her relief. "Oh, thank you! I'll do anything
you want if we can just keep them from finding out." She spread her
legs a little further, and bit her lip for good measure, all while
stroking that feeling of lust and power, bubbling under the surface.

Mr. Ward noticed. He would've had to be blind to not. His breathing
grew heavier, and his thoughts muddied. Twenty-five years of working at
a high school, there had been many times he looked. It was impossible
not to these days, with the clothes the students wore. Temptation came
and went, no more than a passing fancy before now.

"Jane," he said. "The way you're sitting, I can see a little too much."
His voice was dreamlike, and as soon as he tried to do the right thing
his heart cried out with disappointment.

"Can you?" she asked coyly. "Do you like it?"

"I...that's not okay," his protest was weak. The more he lusted and
despaired, the more Jane's own need grew. Gabe banging on the door
ended things much too early, and Nikana's ravenous hunger was now her
own.

"I had a thought, Mr. Ward," the demon's words came out of Jane's lips
willingly. "A way you could help me."

"That's inappropriate..."

Jane sighed. "These urges are really strong. And I don't think I can
stop them. But maybe if I had a safe, dependable outlet to explore some
things...I'm eighteen, Mr. Ward. It's not illegal, and I can see the
look in your eyes. I /like/ the way you're looking at me."

She could almost feel his heart jackhammering. He was a good man. If
they hadn't continued to push and bewitch him, her parents would
already be out the door and on their way to drag her away forever.

"I could lose my job," he said quietly.

"You could lose your job if I said you touched me, even if you didn't.
I want this!" Jane's stomach roiled at that line, but the shock
disarmed him. She straightened out and stood up, before locking the
office door. Before he could protest, she grasped the hem of her dress
and pulled it up over her head. She wore only the old, soiled panties,
as she'd never needed a bra.

His eyes went to her hard pink nipples, and his breathing grew ragged.
"If we do this..." he teetered on the edge. "If we do this, we can't
tell anyone. It has to be between us, or both of our lives would be
ruined."

Jane nodded, and sauntered around the desk. Mr. Ward tried to get up,
but Nikana took over long enough to shove him back into his seat and
straddle his lap. In spite of herself, Jane was excited. He looked
about as helpless and afraid as she felt. It occurred to her that
although she may have been the slave to a demon, in that moment he was
a slave to her.

*You're ready. He is yours to use as you please. This is your chance,
my love. Think of every dirty thing you've ever wanted to do but were
too afraid to try. Your parents, the school, the world don't matter.
This is your time!*

Mr. Ward was already hard, and Jane pressed her increasingly wet cunt
against the bulge in his pants. He groaned, hands on the arms of his
old fashioned chair. His knuckles were white, and he trembled beneath
her.

Do what she wanted, huh? Jane had tried to keep that side of her buried
and forgotten, but there had been plenty of times growing up that she'd
stolen the books her mother would never admit to having. Her own shame
rose up, but it didn't matter. It was going to happen, so she might as
well enjoy it.

"Mr. Ward," Jane sighed. "Relax. Please. I need your help." She gently
placed her hands over his and pulled them away from the arm of the
chair, up to her breasts. He cupped them instinctively, brushing his
thumbs against her nipples.

She bit her lip and made a sound. His cock throbbed and pulsed in time
with her cunt. The fire had never gone away, only dimmed, and now it
was back to where they'd been before being so rudely interrupted. That
deep ache inside of her yearned to be filled, and this time it would be
on her terms.

Object of Worship Ch. 04-06

by SalaciousSatyr (UID 3742515)

https://www.literotica.com/s/object-of-worship-ch-04-06

Now enslaved by Nikana, Jane goes on the hunt

Page 3 of 3 page(s) (7483 characters)

"Come on, Mr. Ward. I'm here, and I want you. Just..." The last of her
own protests and morality snapped. "Just let go, and let it happen."
She gave one final push of Nikana's power.

The guidance counselor looked up at her with a mix of longing and fear.
Their eyes met, and Jane licked her lips. That's all it took for his
resistance to crumble. His hands slid over her skin, to her back,
before he pulled her closer to him and buried his face against her
chest. She gasped as his mouth found her nipple, sending shooting
sparks down her entire body.

She hugged his head as he sucked hard enough to hurt, but that just
added to the experience. The feeling of his hands on her back, lowering
down to her ass thrilled her. It was even better when he grabbed a
handful and moaned against her sensitive pink nub.

The world flashed white, and Jane gasped and ground herself against
him. All that separated them was a few flimsy, infuriating layers of
cloth. Mr. Ward met her with thrusts of his own, hitting her clit
through her panties and making her legs tremble.

They moved against one another fluidly, a timeless dance of building
heat and hunger. Every bump against his hard, constrained length stoked
their fire. Mr. Ward popped her nipple out of his mouth and kissed
between her small breasts while they humped fruitlessly.

"I need you, Mr. Ward," she said in a tiny, shuddering voice. Jane
brought her hands down to his chest, his stomach, and his crotch, where
she undid his pants and pulled down his boxers. His hard cock sprang
out and rested against her cunt. He wasn't as big as Eddie, but looking
down showed just how deep in her he'd get.

"I-I don't have a condom," he whispered.

Nikana took over, though she didn't need to. "I don't care," she said,
"I want it. I want you to cum inside of me." She reached down and
pulled the plain, soiled panties to the side, revealing a slick, puffy
cunt, with just a few wisps of black hair above it. Up and down she
moved against him, letting him feel how wet they were for him.

"Fuck," Mr. Ward groaned. With one hand remaining on her ass, he
grasped his cock and shifted so he could rub the spongy head of his
member against her entrance.

Jane regained control and bit her lip. By unspoken agreement, they
continued to move against each other, the counselor too lost in his
lust to make the next move. So she grabbed his length, lined herself
up, and sank down.

It didn't hurt nearly as much as when Eddie took her, and she didn't
know if it was because he wasn't as big or because she was aroused and
ready this time. His six inches slowly disappeared into her, until Mr.
Ward shuddered and pulled her down the rest of the way. He bottomed out
suddenly, making her cry out.

It feels good, doesn't it? Nikana whispered. It's nothing compared to
what's to come. Indulge yourself, my love. Take him for your own!

In her haze, Jane just nodded and rocked against her partner. She
didn't raise up so much as stir him inside of her, but judging from the
gasps, Mr. Ward didn't mind. Back and forth her hips moved, grinding
his cock against the deepest part of her. Her legs quivered and gave.
The guidance counselor caught her and supported her.

They looked into one another's eyes, both panting, and something gave.
Mr. Ward tentatively lifted the teenage girl up just enough to drop and
thrust into her. Once, twice, and then a slow, steady rhythm. Jane
moaned until his lips caught hers and his tongue slipped into her
mouth.

She lost herself in the movements and a sea of sensation that
threatened to pull her under. But if it did, she would gladly drown.
Jane capitulated to him, letting the man invade her mouth and her cunt
at his leisure while she did her best to hold on and meet him, thrust
for thrust.

He moaned into her mouth, and she went on the offensive. When Mr. Ward
thrust into her, Jane slammed herself down until her entire world
consisted only of her full cunt and the tongue battling hers. Another
whisper from Nikana, and her hand went down between them.

She ran two fingers against her swollen clit and nearly screamed. This
was what she had been missing with Eddie. If having a hard cock rocking
in and out of her made her entire body sing, touching her clit was like
the orchestra coming in to back her up. Her entire body was one big
bundle of nerves her lover was hitting just right, now.

Mr. Ward broke away gasping for air. His eyes were cloudy, but intense
as he stared into hers in disbelief and greed. A second later, he
renewed his efforts, fucking her as hard and fast as he could from his
chair. He buried his face in her neck and bit down.

The last of Jane's conscious mind snapped away, and Nikana took over.
"Do you like fucking your student?" she whispered. "How long have you
wanted to fuck a teenage girl?"

He moaned into her neck, and he twitched inside her. Nikana sank down
hard and then stopped. The counselor continued to try to fuck her, but
she had him pinned. He looked up into her face like a child who just
got told there would be no Christmas that year.

With a predatory smile, Nikana leaned backwards and pulled him with
her. Mr. Ward understood and stood, splaying Jane's body over his desk.
Her legs went straight up, and over his shoulders. From deep inside,
the teenage girl wanted to whimper and beg for more. The middle aged
man gave it to her anyway.

He bent them over until she was pinned to the desk, helpless to do
anything but rub her clit furiously while he gave in to his most animal
instincts and pistoned in and out of her. Those delicious sunbursts
behind her eyes became one rolling sensation without beginning or end.
The only thing that changed was the ache inside her growing tighter and
tighter, ready to snap.

"Come inside me," Nikana demanded. "Show me what a dirty old man you
are and fill your teenage student with cum!"

Her words were the last snowflake before the avalanche. Mr. Ward
shuddered and lost control. His thrusts grew wild, harder, like he was
trying to break his desk and her along with it. Jane bit her lip and
fought the scream that wanted to break free. He slammed home one more
time and his cock erupted into her, flooding her with additional heat.
That tight, achy need snapped and sent her over the edge.

Then she was floating on a cloud, full and empty, crushed but
weightless. An eon later Jane came back down to earth, more relaxed and
content than she'd ever been in her entire life. Her mind was blank,
like the stillness of a serene lake. The only thing she thought of was
the throbbing of their bodies, and the way Mr. Ward's weight felt on
her.

He breathed heavily, slumped over until she was folded like a pretzel.
It hurt, but she decided she liked it.

"Thank you Mr. Ward," Nikana said in a small, innocent voice. "I needed
that."

The guidance counselor seemed to come to, horror on his face. Jane
didn't care. She was sated, and the rest of the world could burn for
all she cared.

That's my girl, Nikana chuckled. The world belongs to us. We just have
to take it, and this poor soul is just the first conquest.

Jane smiled.

Story Tags: noncon; possession; creampie; school; teacher; teenagers;
horror; mind%20control; public%20sex; first%20time

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