Demon Lovers (Pinhead And Chatterer)

Chapter 19

Warning: this chapter contains sexual torture, knife play and blood. Skip to next chapter or continue reading.

I wrote this chapter before I went to bed. It's a little messy but I will go through it when I've got time. Thank You for reading. Please leave comments and ideas. Much love

Grace stares at the house of number 55,Lodovico Street. There were no trees in the garden, only a dark gray pathway, with many corners blocking her path like a labyrinth.
Her feet bedin to move toward the house, as some strong feeling wrapped around her body, pulling her towards the house.
White ash floated around her, sinking into her skin.
The faint smell of vanilla got stronger as the front door opens all by itself.
The sound of crying echoes around her as she steps into the hallway. The front door closes behind her with a soft click.
Looking around, the hallway was dark and hot. White ash danced around her, as figures moved in the shadows. Grace couldn't see their faces, as she heard footsteps from behind her. She felt its body press against her. It was hard and felt rough, but it was warm.
Thick fingers wrapped around her throat, squeezing tightly.
Her eyes widened as she couldn't breath. She went to move itself from her, but she realised thick hooks were imbedded I. The palm of her hand.
Thick droplets of blood splashed onto the floor, each splash of blood got louder and louder and the smell of copper got thicker that she almost could taste it.
In the darkness, a thick chain came rushing forward, wrapping itself around her waits, pulling her up the stairs.
She tried to fight, pull her self backwards but the future wouldn't budge. It's nails digging into the flesh of her neck, blood trickled down between her breasts.
High pitch child-like laughter could be heard. Fingers squeezed tightly around her throat as her eyes began to roll to the back of her head. Her body sagged against it.
Teeth chattering wildly with excitement as it released her throat.
Grace's eyes snapped open as a gush of air entered her lungs. She coughed and spluttered. Spit coating her lips and dribbling down her chin. Her body trembled violently.
There was a loud click from behind her and pain erupted from her neck to her collarbone.
It was cold and sharp as she felt it slice through her flesh like butter.
She wouldn't scream. She wouldn't cry. She was stronger than that.
Again, child-like laughter could be heard as it bounced of the walls like a bouncy ball. She couldn't tell if it was male or female laughter.
"Ah, Grace. So eager to please us... Taste our pleasures." It whispered.
Six chains came from the darkness and hooked into her nightie and flesh. They snapped back into the darkness, as Grace screamed in pain. The hooks pulled her flesh painfully, taking her nights along with bits of her flesh back into the darkness.
Grace stood naked, with holes missing from her body. Blood flowed like a waterfall, fingers danced her skin smearing blood from her neck, to her breasts and down to her heated flesh between her legs.
It's fingers rubbed her bundle of nerves roughly, it's teeth now sinking into her neck, chattering away at her flesh.
She felt it, the pain, she screamed loudly, but she felt her body tingle as her hips bucked against it's fingers.
"Mmmm...." A voice purred. "...That's it....take it...." It encouraged.
She watched in horror as a sharp knife sliced from between her breasts, down to her stomach and to her vagina.
"NO!!!!" She screamed in terror. She was crying now.
Her body twisted harshly, she was now face to face with it. It's face was heavily mutated, with many scars covering every surface. It's eyes missing, mouth pulled back, showing its gums and teeth. It was tall, as Grace only came to it's chest.
She cried out in pain as her head was snapped back harshly. Her bones cracking loudly inner ears.
"...No!..." A voice said from behind her.
She was between them now. They were making her hot, sweat running down her body. It's arms wrapped around her, squeezing underneath her breasts. It lifted her up, her feet no longer touched the floor. Her head rested on its shoulders.
It's teeth chattering as it rubbed away at her nerves. She wanted, her body going stiff. The hooks in her palms tugging down her hands sliding closely between her fingers. She could feel them scraping against her bones.
Her hips bucked, her cries of pain turned into pleasure. She could feel that she was about to orgasm, she was so close... But it moved away from her body.
Grace cried out.she panted, she wanted it to continue.
She watched it move across the hallway and up the stairs.
The one carrying her followed.bthey reached the top floor and opened the door to her bedroom. Instead of freshly paint and furniture there were boots and chains hanging over her head in darkness. A small table in the middle of the room.
Teeth chattering wildly as it held a thick needles that connected small thin tubes that connected to its body.
She watched it walk forward and pushing one of the needles into her arm. It continues pushing needles into her skin, they seemed to get thicker and longer.
It switched, needles entered the figure that held her. Each needle she could hear a purr. Then more needles pushed into her skin.
Fingers nipped and pulled her nipples, she hissed her body arching away from the one holding her. Her head snapped back as fast as a bullet a needle pushed into her neck.
Grace was carried towards the table. Her feet touched the floor, her body pushed forward, her breasts and stomach making contact with the cold surface. The chains felt heavy as her arms fell on the table her hands dangling over the edge, holding her in place. Her legs were tied to the table legs.
The creatures pumped the tubes and Grace watched black blood flowed in the tube and flowed towards her. As their blood made contact with her body, she screamed, her body thrashed violently on the table. Her body felt like it was burning.
They held her in place as she started coughing up her own blood. Her mouth handing open as it seeped into the floor. Fingers digging at the sides of her mouth as she was unable to close her mouth. Fingers pushing to the back of her throat with ease, it pumped it's fingers faster, and added more fingers.
They rubbed their body's against hers, cold things sliced between her arse cheeks, the tip teasing her hole. They hummed deeply as Grace cried out with feeling of new pain.
Black blood flowed into her, as she stopped coughing up blood. Her head rested on the table, eyes open, he body felt heavy.
Red hot fingers traced up her spine gently, lacing it's fingers in her hair pulling her head back. She felt tired...drained.
"You realise that you no longer have control of your body. While you crave us, you gave us much more to control. As long as out bodily fluids linger in you, we control you..." It teased.
Grace started to cry.
"Shhh, no tears please... We're not there yet..." Another voice said.
Grace wanted to beg, but she mumbled. Her throat was saw. She watched as they ripped their cloths away from their bodies. Pins pulling away from their flesh, as leather of trousers peeled skin away from the muscles and nerves.
Her eyes widened as she was face to face with its cock. It looked newly sown on. It surprised her that it looked human. Fingers forced her mouth open, its cock was forced into her mouth and down her throat, the blood acted like a lubricant. she gagged as it held itself there. She bit down as hard as she could, it bucked it's hips back and forth. It screeched loudly, head falling backwards as it took in the pain.
It was enjoying this.
Fingers played with her clit and the entrance of her vagina. She was shocked that she was wet and ready for them. It pushed one finger and then another. It didn't give her time to adjust, it added another. Pain erupted as her scars stretched and burned. It's nails scratching her inner walls.
Spit and blood dribbled down her chin as her nose pressed against it's stomach. It didn't have any hair, but small pins in its place. They dug deeply around her mouth and nose.
She heard a click from behind  her. Her body froze?
She mumbled, trying to escape.
Cold metal traced her inner legs. She sharp blade was pushed into her entrance.
Grace screamed....no. not again.
"Grace...."
Her eyes snapped open. She know that voice. Kirsty.
"Grace...wake up...."
Her body shook with violence as they fucked her. The knife fucking her.
"NO....." The creature said.
She felt pain at the side of her face, her eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Her eyes snapped open as she sees Kirsty hovering over her looking terrified.
"Kirsty!" Grace cried, pushing her self up and holding onto her sister tightly.
Kirsty held Grace, she tried to calm her down.
"Shh, it's just a nightmare. Your safe...." Kirsty whispered.
"It felt real, Kirsty."
"Shhh, I've got you... We need to hurry...we need to catch Julia in the act..."