The Shoggoth Secret - Lovecraftian Erotica
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Jacob heard doors slam, but when he looked around everyone that had been eyeing him was stripped down and fucking with a vengeance. Everyone that had been minding their own business had disappeared.
He looked at the redhead he was fucking, pulled his cock out of her pussy and drove it into her ass violently. He slammed in and out of her ass until she was near collapsing, then came into her in a rush.
“You,” he said, “come with me if you want to be my pet. Otherwise get dressed and continue whatever you were doing. Lisa, Greta, on your feet. We're headed back to the apartment.”
Jacob led them back towards home. The redhead stumbled along nude, not even having taken the time to get dressed in her eagerness to follow him. He slammed into the apartment and found Kelly, lying in a puddle on the couch.
“You lied to me,” he said. “A desire to serve?”
Kelly was flushed. She tried to speak, but had no breath for it. Her answer rang in Jacob's mind.
I under-exaggerated. A compulsion to serve would have been more accurate. You can resist, but it's hard.
“In that case, you'll require my permission before you Change anyone else. I'm ordering that.”
But, it was needful. There are things you don't know.
“Whose fault is it if I don't know something regarding this. I can only think of one person who could have told me about it and that would be you, so it's all your fault. I'm ordering you to tell me what it is I don't know that required you to Change so many people.”
The mob, we've Changed a great many of them. One of the Changed in the mob has reported signs of the Old Ones. The unexplained disappearance of two professors a year ago, one of whom was studying a ritual reported to be for summoning a Great Old One.
“So, you're saying this is a sign of the Old Ones you spoke of before?” Jacob asked.
Kelly was slowly losing her flush. She managed to speak her answer in breathy tones.
“No, worse. A sign of one of the Great Old Ones. If the ritual was real, then those two professors are now probably His servants. I will not speak the name of the Great Old One, he would notice if I did. This Great Old One is of sufficient power that he could bring forth an Avatar of himself on this plane. Were he to do so, the Shoggoth would be threatened, as would you be. The Avatar would insist that we serve him and slay you out of hand were you to protest. Or possibly slay you just because he felt like it.”
“Well, I was starting to get bored with nothing but sex anyway. Looks like life might get exciting for a while. You will keep me informed on this and I will be consulted before you take action. Do you understand me?”
As Jacob made his demands of her, Kelly smiled.
Good, she thought, I'll make a true Master of him yet. He has the perversity, and he's developing the backbone. It won't be long now.
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October, 2014
A. Morrel
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