Baphomet

by naturegurl27

A story that both Colleen (a human) and Satan are writing together. This story is not for people who can't tell the difference between reality and fiction. Some of the chapters will have 1 person's perspective on things. If this is not your cup of tea, please don't read. If you feel you must leave negative comments, know I will delete them.

1. Flirting with Evil

Chapter 1

Flirting with Evil

She saw men in their tuxedo and women in their fancy dresses. She looked down at what she was wearing. Camo pants with her black 'Hail Satan' hood shirt. As she waited in line for her turn, people began to look at her and she had to remind herself, she wasn't there for any of them. In the front of her, there were plenty of people sitting at small round tables that could probably hold 5 or 6 people. They were drinking and facing straight ahead. She couldn't see the stage to see who was singing or who was acting out a play. The walls were decorated in blue, and the lights were purple making it feel darker than it was. Had she not come for this specific mission, she would never had entered this place. It was her determined, curiously and stubbornness that she had come. When it was finally her turn, she saw the hostess was dressed as a butler. An opened book was in front of him. When she looked up at his facial expression, it wasn't kind, but rude.
"I want to see him!" His face turned to puzzled.
"Who is 'him'?"
"Satan! Where is he?" She looked around the room as he laughed.
"You're delusional, lady. Now move along, some of the people in line have reservations and you do not." She looked behind her and saw a lot of people waiting impatiently for her to move. She sighed, walked to the right and kneeled. Closed her eyes and began to pray softly.
"If you would let me, appear before me so that I may kiss the hooves of the god that rules this world." It took a few seconds, but she saw a pair of hooves in front of her. She smiled and began to kiss both. "I'm glad you find me worthy."
"What do you want?" The voice sounded a mixture of annoyance and intriguing.
"To talk."
"Figures, let's go."

She got up and followed him into a narrow hallway. He opened the door and she noticed that the room was also long and narrow. Guessing by the size of the room, it was only big enough for 2 chairs and a small round wooden table. In front of them was a 2-way mirror. The room also had a dark atmosphere. Only a few lights were in the room. He gestured towards the chair on the right and she took a seat. He sat across from her. A waiter came in. "Same drink, your Majesty?" He nodded. He walked out without asking her what she wanted.
"You said you wanted to talk. So, talk." She looked through the 2-way mirror and looked at the people who obviously didn't know they were being watched. She couldn't hear any of the conversations that were taking place. She looked back at him and was wondering if she should become Colleen or stay Noelle. She opened her small denim backpack and took out a small book and a pen. She put them on the table and looked up at him.
"Let's talk about you." He looked at her skeptical.
"Why me?"
"You can't tell me that you're really this surprised. Considering how many movies and television shows have been made about you. Plus, a countless of stories." He rolled his eyes.
"So, you're either a reporter or a writer then?" The waiter came back with his drink and left. He picked it up and took a sip. She laid back into the chair and crossed her arms.
"I wanted to write something different. I don't think Hollywood has gotten you right yet." He turned his attention back at her.
"Oh, and you think you do?"
"Perhaps I misspoke. Hollywood has only given the audience a preview about you. I think it's time to go deeper."
"By deeper you mean?" She shrugged.
"Let's cut the bullshit. We both know that Hollywood has been making movies towards the Christian audience. They haven't been making any movies towards your followers, specifically, the Theistic Satanists. We need a movie or a television show that would."
"And you think you can come up with one?" She nodded and opened the small denim backpack again. She took out a book and put it on the table.
"I'm not satisfied with it. I think I can do better." He looked at the title. "Sympathy for the Devil."
"Without having to read the book, can you give me a summary?" She nodded.
"I wanted you to have a relationship with a female. Only this time, she won't just become the Antichrist's mother. She'll become the Whore of Babylon. But that draft I want to get rid of and make another story."
"And the story is about?"
"In order to tell you that, I would have to confess something."
"Last time I checked; I wasn't a Priest. Hell, I'm not even Jesus, so why would you feel you need to confess something to me?"
"So, you would understand why I want to go this direction."
"Go on then." He took another sip.

"It has always been a dream of mine to write a story about your perspective. How you fell from Heaven, how you viewed Earth and the humans. I never meant for it to go further than that. But when people started reading it, I couldn't help myself but to see which direction it would go." She shook her head and walked to the 2-way mirror. "I should have saw the signs, but I didn't. I was just in a horrible place and needed a distraction. I, um, well, I wrote about the sexual adventures Colleen had with you. As a result, it made me start to create a persona called, 'Colleen.'" She turned back to look at him. He looked confused.
"When you say a persona, what do you mean?"
"Would you rather I show you?"
"If you think that would help me to understand what you mean." She sighed and closed her eyes.

She looked at his long black horns. "They are much better looking in person." He could tell from the way she was walking that she was flirting with him. "Do they hurt?" He shook his head and she looked at his hands. "Ah, the red hands and black fingernails, I knew they would be as sexy as I imagined." He jumped from the table.
"What exactly are you doing?" She took his seat. As she looked up and down at him, he could see lust in her eyes.
"Yes, Tim Curry made you look sexy, but you can do that without him." He moved to stand closer to her.
"I demand you to tell me what you want from me. Now!" She looked at his finger.
"You should have those nails clipped, they probably won't do good in my pussy, don't you think?" He stared at her.
"Now or this meeting is over!" She stood up.
"Well, if you're going to make me come out with it. How about you, me and the table?" She looked at the table.
"Woman, if you know me as well as you think you do, you will know that I can't have sex with anyone." She shook her head.
"That's what you want us to believe. I never thought Satan would give out excuses because he likes knowing humans lust over him and want him. Or are you just a Satan wannabe?" She took off her shoes, pants and underwear. She spread her legs and began to masturbate. "I thought he liked things like these?" She looked up and down at him again.
"You know I can have you thrown out of here like that." He snapped his fingers.
"Alright, I see that you're not in a playful mood tonight. I'm going to let you on a secret. You don't like Colleen, say the name, 'Noelle' and I'll go back to being her. If you do, I will know you're not that strong as you appear to be."
"You really don't want to be challenging me." She smiled.
"Oh, that's where you're wrong. I do."
"Whatever you think is working, isn't."
"Then say, 'Noelle.' Say her name." She sat back at the chair and resumed. "Being Satan, I'm sure you can talk dirty to me. So, do it." He shook his head.
"I will not participate in this game."
"Oh, come on, you know you want to. Prove to me how powerful that mouth is. That your mouth is more powerful and effective than mine."
"You really don't want me to go there." She shook her head and gave him an exciting smile.
"Can I see him, at least?"
"Did you not hear me? I do not have sex at all, period!"
"You're all talk and no action. Pity, I was expecting to see him raise to the occasion. Guess Hollywood is full of crap, as usual." She began to get dressed when he grabbed her.
"Don't you see that I'm doing you a fucking favor by keeping my mouth shut? If I open this mouth, you wouldn't be able to keep up with me."
"Talk, talk and more talk. Where's the action?"

He closed his eyes. He knew how easy it would be to turn her over and fuck her from behind, he looked up and knew God's wrath wasn't something he could play with. He could also see how she was bored with humans and wanted something different. "If I was the god of this Earth, by the time I would be done with you, you wouldn't be walking." She looked at him.
"And here I was, thinking you were the god of this world."
"Noelle."

She opened her eyes and when she noticed she was naked from the waist down, she began to get dressed. "And as you see that's why I don't let Colleen out full-time. She's too dangerous to be walking around on Earth. I apologize but you asked to see what I mean." He sat back down and waited for her to join him. He nodded.
"Good thing you know how to manage her. If you didn't, I don't think it would have been good for either one of us. I was this close to taking you." She smiled.
"Yeah, she has quite a mouth on her. But anyway, I wanted to write a story about Colleen and me switching back and forth. I confess since writing this story, I've been mediating on the Satanism culture." He started laughing.
"What exactly is the 'Satanism' culture?"
"Anything that's associated with you. The demons, Hell, Armageddon, etc." He nodded.
"Makes sense, continue." He took another sip.
"Hollywood portrays that demons have the crosses upside down, knock on the walls 3 times and do anything to mock Christ and the cross." He nodded. "Well, what if the ultimate Satanic movie would be to reveal your ultimate mocking for Jesus? That those upside-down crosses and the wall knocks 3 times was just a little thing compared to what's to come?"

The waiter came back in. "Satan, do you need more drink?" He nodded.
"And Natas, bring her one as well." She smiled.
"I'm flattered you like how this conversation is going as well as I."
"I'll confess I find you intriguing, but that's how far I'm willing to confess." She nodded.
"Fair enough."
"So, what would be the ultimate mocking?" She smiled.
"You know the Bible better than any of us do, there's no denying that." He nodded. "The Bible says if the world says Jesus is there, or Jesus is there, don't believe them."
"And?"
"What if the reason he said that was because it would be you that would show up portraying as him?" He stared at her.
"You think I would actually want that? Why?" She shrugged and got up to look around again.
"Unless you can think of something else that would be the ultimate mocking? And have me play Virgin Mary and not just the Whore of Babylon." It was quiet until the waiter came back with 2 drinks. She watched him as he drank.
"I have this strong feeling that you also have an idea about the Rapture?" She nodded.
"I was thinking you would start it. But in 2 different ways. Either by us having sex and you getting me pregnant with all the 4 beasts plus the Antichrist and God started the Rapture because he knew how horrible our children would be. Or because you were willing to give up your kingdom for me." He shook his head and stared at her.

"Who exactly are you?" She laughed and sat back down.
"Come on, you know who I am. You've been appearing to me since I was 13 fucking years old. You can't deny you've been grooming me since then. Hoping that I would become comfortable with the idea of you. The idea of your ways." He was trying to think of all the 13-years old that he had visited. His mind was playing different girls. Finally, he found who she was.
"No way. You can't be the girl that I'm thinking you are!" She turned to look at him.
"Which?"
"The one that ask God the famous question? 'How to spell my name?'" She smiled, stood up and bowed.
"Nice to meet you too, your highness." He shook his head.
"What the hell happened to you? You used to be so strong for God. So strong for Jesus that you gave up the one you really loved for them." She nodded.
"Try telling me something that I don't know. Oh, wait here's one." She crossed her arms and looked up at him. "The world claims the Bible changes you and is the most powerful book that would make a difference in your life. News flash, that's a damn fucking lie. This book," She picked up the book she wrote. "Was the one that made the difference in my life and the one that, unfortunately, had the power to change me." He stared at her.
"But that's impossible! It's just a story." She frowned.
"To you and to everyone else but me. I had to write how I see things in your perspective, and you just had to make sense!" He began to look through the book.
"Which chapter or what words exactly?" She groaned.
"Are you not listening to me? All-of-it. Every word of it. As a result, Colleen had to be born and boy, does she have strong feelings for you. She has your pictures on her walls, she has an altar declaring her undying love for you. Okay, maybe you need to have a talk with her and let her down gently." He closed the book, put his hands together and looked up at her.
"Why don't you do it? You're Colleen." She shook her head.
"No, I can't. Because all she does is think about you, the demons, Hell, etc. While Colleen is good, you're better at words. She'll listen to you. Tell her that she has no hope. Tell her to find a human and move on."
"And you think she'll believe me?"
"Hmmm...That's a good point. She might not."

"Alright, let's just talk about the book. What do you think?"
"I think you have this very creative imagination. If you're saying this book changed your life, I think if you wrote a book like that, it might make Colleen worse."
"In other words, you want someone else to do it?"
"I think it would be better, yes." She nodded and picked up her things.
"Thank you, I needed to hear that. Maybe now, Colleen will move on. It was nice meeting you." She held out her hand.
"Whoa, where do you think you're going?" She looked confused.
"What you mean? The meeting is over, you will get someone else to do it." He shook his head.
"No, no one has your imagination or your creativity. I think it will be better if you came to stay with me a few days." She took a step back and stared at him.
"No. Like you've said, it would only make Colleen worse. We don't need that."
"You can keep her under wraps." She put down her things and walked up to him.
"Did you not hear me? She has this love obsession for you. There's no need to make it worse. If she finds out that you want to keep her around, it won't be good for either one of you."
"You're acting as if I can't control myself around her."
"You just called out my name before she went too far."
"Then, I will keep calling out your name when she does." She took a seat.
"You have a point."
"You keep drinking and watching the people. I'm going to make some calls to some writers." She nodded.

A demon came in. "Give me all the names of the best writers in the world." He nodded and left. It only took him 2 minutes to come in with the files. She watched as he went through them. She could feel Colleen coming out.
"No. Stay." She said softly and he looked up at her.
"Problem?" She nodded.
"She wants to come out."
"Why?"
"She thinks you're attractive working."
"Do you want me to switch to a human? Maybe that would keep her in line?" She shook her head.
"Why would you do that? Don't you like looking sexy?" He closed the file.
"You can't even keep her in!" She got up and began to massage his shoulders.
"You shouldn't be working so hard. You have demons, use them. Your sexy hands need to rest." He shook his head and got up.
"Noelle, you need to come and take over." She shook her head.
"I don't want her to come. I want it to be just me and you. We belong together." He shook his head.
"Do you not realize who the fuck I am?" She got up and traced the back of his hand.
"How ignorant were you?" He looked at her puzzled.
"Ignorant in what way?"
"You remember when you first appeared to us in the Earth realm? You sat on the floor and looked up at me. I couldn't remember your name or who you were?" He nodded. "That was me. My mind was focusing on how sexy you were than your words. I apologize. I've been around longer than you can think and imagine. Only I never introduced myself until she began to work on the story. I thought you would be impressed."
"Colleen, you must understand. God's wrath is not something to mess with." She shook her head.
"That's a secret you should have took to my grave." He was walking backwards, and she was following him.
"I don't lie to you. I'm not going to start now." He fell to the floor. "I will call the demons if I have to." She sat on his lap.
"Funny, it almost sounds like a threat." He nodded.
"Because it is!"
"I've learned something new about you today."
"And that is?"
"That you like to play hard to get." He rolled his eyes.
"Colleen…" She stood up and looked at the people.
"I've been waiting all my life for you to pay attention to me. I can wait more." She blew in the glass and began to write C plus S =Love. She turned around and looked at him. "I was thinking of getting a red heart tattoo on the top of my heart and use black for the Satan letters. What do you think?" She pulled down her shirt to show him.
"Noelle was right, you do have a love obsession problem. I'm going to set you up with the best counselors. They can help you to get over me." He took a seat.
"I thought Satan could handle me better than God could?" He shook his head.
"How about this. If you could have sex with anyone in the world, who would you have sex with?" She laid down on her stomach on the table and looked at him dreamy.
"I'm looking at him."
"Let's try this again. If you could have sex with anyone that's not me in the world, who would you have sex with?" She got off the table and went to the window.
"Hmmm…. Who would I have sex with?" He shook his head as he watched her think. She turned around and had a big smile on her face. "I know who I would want to have sex with."
"Who?" She grabbed his hands and put them on her breasts.
"You're touching her."
"You know what, I'm not going to ask you anymore questions. You don't seem to know how to follow simple orders." He removed his hands and shook his head.
"What the hell was I thinking of asking God for you?" He put his hands over his eyes. "I could handle any human in this world, but you," He looked at her and saw her innocent look. "Are way too much for anyone to handle." She shrugged.
"Guess only God can handle me. Alright, I see that our relationship isn't going to work. I'm going back to him." She got her things and was ready to leave again.

He ran to stop her. "Will you stop trying to leave me?" She looked at him confused.
"I'm beginning to wonder, who is the one lost in this relationship you or me?"
"Stop thinking that we're in a relationship! We're not!" She held up a finger.
"Yet!" He threw his head back.
"Colleen, there are 7 million people on this planet. Pick one!" She shook her head.
"I'm like you. I want the best and guess what?" She tapped him. "Tag, you're it."
"Look at me. I have horns, red hands with black fingernails, I don't go to the bathroom, I don't sleep, and I don't eat. I'm-not-human!"
"The point is?" He turned around and put his hands to his hips. Finally, he looked back at her.
"Alright. I've tried to be nice to you. I've tried to be friendly to you, but like every Tarsus there is, your stubbornness is winning." She shook her head.
"Since I'm Colleen and my own person, I'm going to pick Scorpio as my sign now since I like October 27th." He rolled his eyes.
"As I was saying, since you're being stubborn, I'm going to have to be rough with you." She turned over and bend down.
"Does that include spanking me?"
"I asked for that one, didn't I?" She nodded.
"You did." He nodded back.
"One time. Just one!"
"Better make it a good one." He spanked her as hard as he could, and she screamed.

Everyone in the club jumped and looked around. Demons came running in. They were puzzled when they saw Satan shaking his head and Colleen bending down. "Note to self, I need to work on controlling this mouth."
"Now she gets it."
"What's going on here?" One of the demons asked.
"Trust me, you do-not want to know." She carefully stood up. "On the bright side, I'll have something for my masturbation session once this pain goes down." He sat down and took a drink.
"You can go, demons. It's alright, for now." They nodded, left and closed the door. She turned to look at him. "You told me to spank you as hard as I could. I did."
"I bet you've been practicing?" He threw his hands up in the air.
"You just don't learn, do you?" She shook her head and made her way towards him. She traced his hand.
"I guess if you want me to stay, your job would be to teach me how to behave. For instance, what would you be doing to me if I did this?" She got on his lap and traced his lips. "I had this fantasy that you're a good kisser, true?" He removed her finger.
"Stop flirting with me. I'm the Devil, I'm evil and horrible." She nodded.
"Sure, you are. I'm so scared. Hold me." She wrapped her body into his.
"You-need-a-lot of help!"
"It feels so nice being in here. So protective, so comfortable. I want to stay in your arms forever!" She put her head on his chest.
"I'll make you a deal. You can stay there as long as you want as long as you be quiet and behave yourself!" She nodded.
"Just one more thing and I'll do what you say."
"What?"
"Sing! I know you have a beautiful voice. Let me hear it!" He just looked at her. "Well, if you want me to not behave…" She began to kiss his cheek and his neck. He pushed her lips off his face.
"Fine. I'll sing. What song?"
"Hmmm…Make me weak in the knees. Sing to me, 'I'll Be Loving You Forever' by the New Kids on the Block." He rolled his eyes. "No? Okay, guess I'll have to go back to misbehaving." She began to kiss his other cheek. He sighed and began to sing. She stopped kissing him, put her arms around his torso, put her head on his chest and smiled.

Everyone in the room became quiet and everyone started looking around wondering where the voice was coming from. The demons also stopped and looked towards the room. They shook their heads. "Someone's showing off again." The waiter nodded.
"She must be one of a hell of a human to get him to sing."
"That's for sure."

As she rested her head on his chest, she imagined him meaning what he was singing to her. She imaged them having a life together. Slowly, she fell asleep.

Satan's Perspective

"Do I have any appointments today?" The hostess that looked like a butler checked his appointment book and shook his head. "Good. I want to be left alone. I've had a hard day today." He bowed and the tall man with black hair in a black t-shirt and black tuxedo with a white cloth in the lapel went to the room where he could get privacy away from the humans' preying eyes and could just be himself. He closed his eyes and became Satan. He was startled when he noticed that he wasn't alone. There he saw Baphomet sitting on the right side. "Have a seat my young one." He sighed and took his seat.
"Why do I have a feeling tonight isn't going to be a normal one?"
"She's coming today, you know?" He drank his usual as he looked at Satan who sat across from him.
"Is she?" He put his 2 hands on his cup and nodded.
"She's going to flirt with you like hell. I'm going to stay around and watch." He rolled his eyes.
"You always did like watching us together." He shrugged.
"What can I say? It takes a lot to get me hard and seeing you two together is the best thing since the day we took the daughters of god."
"That's an awful long time." He nodded.
"Can I ask one little favor?" He gestured, 'little.'
"And what's that?" Baphomet got up and massaged his shoulders.
"Pretend you don't know her. She might think her stories help her masturbate, but me? Seeing you two together helps me masturbate." He closed his eyes and sighed. "The two of you are just magical. I brought you this far. Take it home." He turned around.
"You're not the only one." He looked and saw people sitting in the other side of the 2-way mirror.
"What can I say, darling Satan? The whole kingdom and I were rooting for the two of you. We still are. Don't tell me you don't enjoy her company? We all know you do." He closed his eyes and held up a finger. "Ah, that's my cue that I must go. She's here. You don't remember her and take your time giving in. Give us the best show you've got."
"If you would let me, appear before me so that I may kiss the hooves of the god that rules this world." Even though Baphomet had made himself invisible, he could still see him and nodded. That was her voice alright. He could notice that voice miles away. He took one last drink and was going to turn himself into the human Satan when Baphomet smacked him in the head. "No. Give us the best damn show you've got as Satan. You know it's who she truly lusts over." He walked out without transforming.

When he saw her already bowed down, he remembered Baphomet's words and made his voice annoyed and rough. "What do you want?"
"To talk." He rolled his eyes.
"Figures, let's go." He watched her as she studied the room where the meeting was going to take place and gestured towards the chair on the right and took the chair on the left. A demon waiter come in.
"Same drink, your Majesty?" He nodded. Once he left, he looked at her waiting for her to yell at him about how rude he was to not ask if she wanted anything. Instead, she said nothing. He wanted this over with.
"You said you wanted to talk. So, let's talk." When she took out her small book and pen, he knew instantly, she was either a reporter or a writer. She didn't disappoint.
"Let's talk about you." He checked his watch and made a prediction that the meeting would be over in 10 or 20 more minutes. He decided to do what he's done to all writers- humor them.
"Why me?"
"You can't tell me that you're really this surprised. Considering how many movies and television shows have been made about you. Plus, a countless of stories." The waiter came back with his drink.
"So, you're either a reporter or a writer then?" Since she still proved to be unworthy to sit across from him and wasn't very interesting, he let the waiter leave without noticing her again. Again, he was expecting her to complain and whine. She did surprise him again, by doing nothing. Whatever she wanted, she was serious. She came for the reason to talk to him. Not for the drinks.
"I wanted to write something different." He shook his head. They all say that, but they don't know that it's all the same damn thing over and over. "I don't think Hollywood has gotten you right yet." He looked up from his drink in surprise. Now that was something new. Just when he thought he had her figured out, she proved him wrong. She was slowly gaining his interest. But he didn't want her to know, just yet.
"Oh, and you think you do?" He wondered how she would take that insult. Would she throw one back at him or what would she say?
"Perhaps I misspoke. Hollywood has only given the audience a preview about you." He nodded. Of course, Hollywood couldn't give the audience everything yet. They knew he was flirting with the world. Only giving them a preview and never the whole picture. As he studied her, he wondered what famous movies or tv shows did she write? What stories did she write? He couldn't place her in any of those categories. "I think it's time to go deeper." Now that was something he has been waiting all his life to hear. Something new and something different. He was afraid she would disappoint him as humans always have. He still wanted to know what her definition of 'deeper' meant.
"By deeper you mean?" He wondered why she shrugged. Perhaps she thought he had heard countless of stories of what it meant. While he had, he always hoped a human would actually have something new and exciting.

"Let's cut the bullshit. We both know that Hollywood has been making movies towards the Christian audience." He nodded. If she had not been a famous writer or a famous producer, she has been watching shows and movies about him. Or was she just flattering him? He decided to hear more. "They haven't been making any movies towards your followers, specifically, the Theistic Satanists." He was surprised that she seemed to have knowledge about the Satanism culture. She seemed to know exactly how to make him feel impressed. "We need a movie or a television show that would." Finally, she had confessed to him that she wasn't anyone famous or well-known. He was curious, could she pull it off?
"And you think you can come up with one?" As he watched her get something out of that small backpack again, he saw that it was a book. After reading the title, he didn't feel like it was worth reading. "I'm not satisfied with it. I think I can do better." So, she had ideas about writing. What ideas?
"Without having to read the book, can you give me a summary?" He was hoping it wouldn't be another Hollywood story about a human woman being the Antichrist's mother and following the Antichrist's life. He had enough of those. It was all the same and he had been waiting for something new and different.
"I wanted you to have a relationship with a female." He sighed. Wonderful another one that thinks it was a 'wow' conception. Can't anyone come up with anything new? Different? Exciting? He put his hands on his head. "Only this time, she won't just become the Antichrist's mother. She'll become the Whore of Babylon." He removed his hands and looked up at her in surprise. Wait, the Whore of Babylon wasn't supposed to be about a person. It was supposed to be about Rome. But she wanted to turn it into an actual person? Now, he was surprised. "But that draft, I want to get rid of and make another story." If she could come up with a story like this one, he was curious what other stories she could come up with.
"And the story will be about?" For the first time ever, he had no idea how the conversation was going to go, and this excited him. Finally, a human that can have a conversation with him and keep him interested.

"In order to tell you that, I have to confess something." He was confused. Usually, he had to torture humans if he wanted a confession out of them. Humans didn't normally confess anything voluntary unless they were wanting to impress him with their sins. He rolled his eyes. Was she going to be another human that thinks he'll be impressed if she confessed that she had killed someone for him? Sacrificed someone for him? He wanted to stop her before she became boring again.
"Last time I checked; I wasn't a Priest. Hell, I'm not even Jesus, so why would you feel you need to confess something to me?" He heard her sigh. That was unusual and that gave him a feeling that what she was going to say next was something he wasn't expecting her to say.
"So, you would understand why I want to go this direction." He was thinking maybe she'll be like every human and show him a dead body part and hold it up for him to see. That's one thing he could understand about her. She wanted him to be impressed. She wanted his attention, and she was going to get it, one way or another. He was sure of it.
"Go on then." He looked at her small denim bag and waited. Instead, he watched her go up to the 2-way mirror. He came to understand that she was trying to distract herself from him, for whatever reason. But once she started to drag on to the point, he understood. She didn't want him to see how she looked when she was feeling guilty, remorse and perhaps, shame for whatever she was going to show him. He knew he should be paying attention to her words, but thoughts ran through his head. Did he make any deals with her? He couldn't even realize her. He frowned. That meant whatever she was about to show him was something he didn't know. He didn't like surprises. He decided to listen more carefully to see if he could pick up some clues.

"I should have saw the signs, but I didn't. I was just in a horrible place and needed a distraction." So, now she was making excuses to whatever happened. He shook his head. Why didn't humans know that he wasn't God, and he wasn't Christ. Or maybe she thought of him that way. He smiled and sat up straight to listen to her make excuses. "I, um, well, I wrote about the sexual adventures Colleen had with you. As a result, it made me start to create a persona called 'Colleen.'" He was confused. He took a few minutes to proceed her last few sentences. Then, it came to him. Batman/Bruce Wayne. Spiderman/Peter Parker. She was telling him that she had developed another personality for herself. What was this? Another person that would save the world? He decided for her sake to find out exactly who this other persona she created was. But if she brings it up, the meeting would be over. Done with.
"When you say a persona, what do you mean?" He was half expecting her to tell him she'll save the world from him or that she'll bring the people to Jesus. The thought of that disgusted him. He was ready to kick her out.
"Can I show you? I think it would be easier." Was she going to be wearing a costume as well? He gave a small laugh as he pictured her in a costume saving people and saving the world from him.
"If you think that will help." He was curious, what did this costume look like? He could use a good laugh. But to his surprise, all she did was stand in front of him and opened her eyes. He was stunned when he saw that her eyes were black. He knew instantly, this wasn't going as he thought it would.

"They are much better looking in person." Her walk was much more of a feminine walk than when she came in walking like a guy. He was wondering what she was referring to until she touched his horns. "Do they hurt?" She asked and he shook his head. He was confused. How can she change her eyes and her walk like that? Had she been practicing? She picked up one of his hands. "Ah, the red hands and black fingernails. I knew they would look sexy as I imagined." Normally, humans flirted with him like hell, when they were after something or when the deal was done. Always before. Since no human has done this before, it made him feel uncomfortable with the way things were going. It was almost as if she was in control and not him. He got up and watched her take his seat. For once, he didn't care.
"Why exactly are you doing this?" She grinned at him like a cat that got her prey. She put her hand under her chin on the table and looked at him dreamy.
"Yes, Tim Curry made you sexy as hell, but you could look sexy without him." He could tell her lust for him had went on long before this meeting. He looked around. Did she come only with the intention of having sex? Maybe his threats would get him to take back the control of the meeting.
"I demand you to tell me what you want from me now!" He said with angrier in his voice and his finger was pointed at her. He hoped she would get the hint that he didn't appreciated this. He didn't see her scared or trembling.
"You should have those nails clipped. They probably won't do good in my pussy, don't you think?" She licked his fingernail and he groaned. This girl wasn't going to back down from her flirting and from wanting sex from him. He decided to use more force in his voice.
"Now or this meeting is over!" But again, she didn't flinch. It was, as if, his voice and his tone made no difference. She wanted him and she was determined to have him at all costs.
"Well, if you're going to make me come out with it." He smiled. Finally, she would tell him what she was really after. She looked at the table. "You and me on the table." He looked away annoyed. Sex was still on her mind. Since his threats weren't working, he decided to play her game a bit.
"Woman, if you know me as well as you think you do, you will know that I can't have sex with anyone!" He was hoping that she would understand that sex was absolutely off the table. It had been years since he had sex with anyone.

The day he went with the demons to have sex with the humans was in the Old Testaments. Afterwards, God made it clear that if he wanted to rule the world 100%, he would never have sex with humans again. No human was worth the risk of losing that power and that control. The good part was, he never found anyone worth it since. If she thought she would have a chance, he was going to prove how wrong she was.

"That's what you want us to believe." He put his hand on his hips and looked down. Why was she wanting sex with him that bad? If she didn't want humans, she could go for animals or anything but him. He didn't get it. They haven't had sex and already she was acting like they had and that she wanted more. He was dumbfounded. He didn't have to offer her anything and she was still begging for him and his body. He looked at the 2-way mirror. Maybe he should have made something for the humans to think and fantasy about other than sex. He tried. Drugs, alcohol, smoking, etc. He had a feeling this one did neither. "Or are you a Satan wannabe?" He was appealed that she would think he wasn't Satan. Why did she keep pressuring him? Why did she keep challenging him? Before he could speak, she was already taking off her pants, shoes and underwear. Did she really have that much pride in thinking that her plan worked? That he was finally willing to give in? Normally, he would feel proud that humans wanted to copy his pride trait, but this was different. This pride was thinking she had won him over and he didn't like it. Before he could express his dislike, she was already spreading her legs open and began to masturbate. Her eyes were looking at him hungry and he watched her lick her lips as she looked up and down at him with lust. He wished she would stop tempting him. His eyes couldn't stop watching her finger going in and out and he tried to get himself to believe it wasn't over him. But her eyes never let his body.

He closed his eyes and decided to focus on his thoughts. He sees thousands of people worshipping him. Thousands lining up to take his mark. "My masturbation imagination was right. Your dick is the best dick my pussy ever had! No one compares to how good you are. Like a true god in bed!" Hearing those words send his imagination to throw her against the wall and kissing her. With his eyes still closed, he began to remember a story of a young girl, Salome. When she was singing in a church, he was blown back by her voice of singing like an angel. He thought the whole world should hear her voice and took her out of church and into the entertainment industry. She was winning awards after awards, as she started to get older, she realized her time on Earth was short. She left the limelight and went back to church singing. He tried to bribe her to stay in the entertainment industry, but she kept refusing. Out of his angrier, she got cancer and died of an old age. He nodded as he remembered that story. Humans were nothing but a disappointment. They say they want to be with you, and they are in love with you but can change on you like that.

He opened his eyes, walked up to her and smacked her hand off her pussy. "Shut up! All of you are nothing but liars!" She was stunned and listened on as his angrier continued. "I will have you thrown out of here and I won't think twice!" She trembled a bit and stood up. When she spoke, her voice sounded soft and hurt.
"For future references, all you had to do to get me to go back to Noelle, is to say her name. You didn't have to scream and smack me." She began to get dressed. "I've heard stories of how evil and cruel you are. Stubborn me, I should have believed them. Forgive me." She picked up her things and was going to leave, when he stopped her.
"I apologize. I should have been up front with you. God has forbidden me to have sex with anyone. If I do, he will take away my rule and my kingdom from me." She stared at him in surprise, and he closed his eyes. Why the fuck did he just admit that to her? Now she can use it against him. But he figured if he could fight her off, he can fight off anyone. He relaxed and looked at her. "I'm willing to hear more about this new story you want to create. So, please. Let us just focus on the book." He guided her back to her seat. Once they were seated, he could see her blue-green eyes again. He also wondered; how could she change so fast?
"That's why I don't let her out full-time. She's a handful. I wanted you to see what I meant by creating 'Colleen.'"
"Why did you create her?" She looked away and he could see the shame on her face.
"I confess that I like Colleen to an extent. When I masturbate, she takes me away to this different world to escape." He was, for sure, that he didn't want to know. But curiously got best of him.
"What kind of world?" She looked at him.
"A world where the two of you live. The two of you have this 'relationship.' She's totally in love with you. Totally in lust with you. She wants no other. Like I've said, she gives me an escape. She also tells me about the Satanic culture because she likes to mediate on the Satanic viewpoints of things. Like the Bible and watching a YouTube video."
"YouTube video?" She nodded.
"When we were watching a video about a man who set up the Church of Lucifer, the 'Christians' began to shout from the mountaintops how wrong he was to do that. Colleen was thinking: Why does the Christians feel like their religion is more superior than others? Why don't they practice toleration? Look at the Bible. Jesus never said that he was better than you. He just called you the father of lies and the father of murder. And he had every right to say God was better than you." He was confused.

"I understand that Colleen is a handful and I strongly agree. But what other reasons do you have to stay loyal to God?" She smiled and looked up at him.
"You call us a disappointment and a liar. You are too. If you ever fell in love with me and wanted to be with me, the minute I am no longer useful to you or to your kingdom, you will throw me out like yesterday's trash. Let's not pretend that's not true." It took her long enough to insult him.
"You don't trust me?"
"Any more than you trust me."
"Touché." She shrugged. He leaned back in his chair and studied her.

"What are you thinking about?" Normally, humans didn't give a shit what he thought about. The only time they did was for their research. But this one wasn't even taking any notes. Her words seemed genuine.
"Many humans think that I can be in a relationship with a human. You've seen, 'End of Days,' 'Lucifer' the TV show and so forth. Yet, you don't believe them?" She shook her head and crossed her arms.
"No. Here's why. You can pick from any of your 'fans,' and they would be happy to be your wife, girlfriend, lover, etc. You wouldn't need to force any woman to accept the role. They would want it. It's just another bullshit story." He laughed.
"Suppose I was willing to take on Colleen, do you think I would be capable to be in a relationship with her?"
"If you were in a relationship with her, I would hope that you're dark and evil. Not soft and mushy like, 'Lucifer' is." Why does she keep surprising him with her answers? Perhaps it was because she had this sweet and innocent look. He could tell it was just a look.
"You just yelled at me for being dark and evil."
"Maybe these should be the right words to use. If it was anyone else; be cruel and evil. But with me, treat me with nothing but love." He stood up, nodded and crossed his arms. Here it comes.
"Let me guess, by loving you, you would want everything. All the perks. Going to the fancy places, buying the most expensive jewelry and letting you rule over me?" She walked up to the small black bench on the 2-way mirror again as he put his hands on the back of the chair and watched her nod. She stood up and looked at the people again.
"True, that's the way it is with Hollywood wives and with wives in general. I should know as I grew up with one. I've many different stories about how you can love Colleen, but none of them," She looked back at him. "Are what you just described."
"Entertain me. What kind of different stories?" He didn't believe her, and he wanted her to prove him wrong.
"In one story, she wanted you to treat her, as if, she was your child. Carrying her everywhere and spoiling the hell out of her. Meaning, if she's hungry, she gets something to eat like that." She snapped her fingers. "She was tired, she would sleep in your room and on your bed because you don't need it. No one would be allowed to talk or be friends with her because you'll be afraid that someone would steal her from you." He stared at her and he was pretty sure no one has ever said that.
"First you think I wouldn't make a good boyfriend and now you're telling me that I would make a good father?" She laughed.
"I'm just giving you an example. You asked." He put his hand to cover his eyes and shook his head.
"What's another example?" He was hoping she had better ones.
"Another example would be to yes, obey her but during sex only. She wants you to fuck her in front of an audience, camera, your demons, etc. She wants to have your child." She put his hand on her stomach. "Give her daughters so that she may use them to please you." He stared at her. Never would he think anyone would want to have him obey them in that way.
"In other words, cause me to be the sinner instead of her?" She laughed again and touched his face.
"You would have no problem being that person. You already are and perhaps, you would be impressed that you've trained her this well." She walked backwards and nodded. "But I don't think you should be in a relationship with Colleen. She has proved to be too much for you. You can find someone better than her. Or hell, you can raise a girl and train her to be yours." He smiled. He has always liked the idea of creating humans into his image. And from where he was standing, he was seeing someone that he could have raised. He walked towards her and put his hand on her face.
"What if I had raised you? Trained you?" He looked at her lips and he could feel the words she spoke to him were the words he would have trained his wife, lover, girlfriend or even his own daughter. His lips were a few inches from hers and he was so close to kissing her. He could hear her breathing heavy and see her trembling. "Are you scared for me to kiss you?" She closed her eyes and licked her lips.
"Yes, but not for the reasons you think. Colleen has this imagination that you're the best kisser in the world. Suppose you were to kiss me and prove her wrong?" He shook his head and began to kiss her. He was beginning to understand how dangerous her mouth was. She knew which buttons to push, and she knew exactly how to make him do her bidding. He pinned her against the wall and his hand was just a few inches from her pussy, when the demons came running in.

The more the demons tried to separate them, the more they kept locking themselves in each other's arms. Neither one of them wanted to stop kissing. He did the one thing he swore he would never do and that was put his own tongue into her mouth. He liked how this human wanted more of his mouth and his tongue without any strings attached. How she didn't want to be separated from him, even if it was for only a moment. He knew the demons would never let her kiss him again. They had much to lose just as much as he did. When the demons saw it was hopeless, they had no choice but to stand around and wait for them to be finished. They had their arms crossed and they weren't very happy. When he finally pulled away from her mouth, he heard her say 'Wow.' His hearing was in a better shape than any human's and he was able to pick it up despite how quiet and soft her voice was. He smiled.
"Did I pass your test? Am I a good kisser?" She returned the smile and shook her head.
"I've never been kissed like that by any human. Do you know what this kiss is going to do for me? How much I'll be masturbating over it?" He looked at her lips.
"Good. Now you know that I don't disappoint, even if humans say I do." The demons cleared their throat. He knew they wanted his attention. "As much as I would like us to continue," He traced her lips. He wasn't going to admit she was a good kisser. "These demons,' He gestured his head towards them. "Need our attention."
"Just one more thing before we give it to them."
"Better be a good question."
"Tell me, I beg of you, that we'll do this again." He smiled and touched her chin.
"If you can behave yourself around me and be a good girl, we'll have many kissing sessions." He gave her a gentle and soft kiss and finally pulled away. He turned to the demons. "What do you want?" They could tell he wasn't happy that they wanted his attention and stopped him from possibility going farer than just kissing, but they didn't care.
"Don't you dare let her ruin us! We've been waiting for so long and we won't be robbed of our goal. We will rule this Earth and these humans, you will not change that for us." He turned to look at her. "As for you, you keep that fucking mouth shut! He doesn't need to hear lies from the humans. All of you lie to him and make him believe that he means something to you, when he doesn't." She crossed her arms.
"Do you tell that to every human that gets a tattoo of him? A tattoo of demons, Baphomet, etc.? If not, why single me out? When I'm not the only one who does it." He smacked her across the face.
"I don't appreciate humans that talk back. You will show respect. If not, there's the door, you can leave." He pointed out of the room and she looked down. "You're in our territory and not yours!" The people in the club began to come towards the 2-way mirror. She was stunned.
"They are all demons?" They nodded.
"Why do you think Satan's here? Do you really think he'll be in a place where it's packed of humans? He deals with them every day! He needs a damn break! Now, either behave yourself, or fucking leave."
"I apologize. I'll keep my mouth shut."
"You disobey again, you'll be banned from this place and we'll find another where you won't know." The demons in the room left and the demons on the other side of the 2-way mirror went back to their tables.

There was some quiet time between the two of them. "Why exactly have you come to see me? What were you honesty expecting?" She shrugged.
"The only reason I've come, my dark lord is because Colleen wants this story to please you. She doesn't want to be like every Hollywood bullshitter there is. She wants it to be accurate and something that you would be pleased with. But I would understand if you don't want to work with her or with me. We both have proven to only bring you stress and temptation." She shook her head. "That wasn't our intention. You just need to be praised and worshipped." She got down on her knees and closed her eyes. "Forgive both of us for this horrible sin that we've done." He put his hand on her head and nodded.
"Do you think you would have self-control around me? Rather you're Colleen or Noelle, I don't give a shit which. But I would demand that you both have it. No self-control, I won't help."
"We'll do the best to our ability, our dark lord. Only remind us that our sole responsibility is your needs and not ours."
"If I should help you on this book, what do you require back?"
"I think it would be in the best interest for all parties involved that once the story is completed, I destroy Colleen and you'll never hear or see me again." He walked to the 2-way mirror. Was this what he really wanted?
"I think it would be best to lay down some ground rules. No flirting and whatever comes out of that mouth better be cleaned." She stood up, crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows.
"I thought Satan likes it when humans cursed, took God's name in vain, etc." He walked towards her and shook his head.
"I just said, no flirting. Don't think I'm a dumb one. I know everything there is to know about flirting. Hell, I gave some humans lessons on it. If I tell you, it's off the record, it's off the record. I want to keep 'flirting' with the world. They don't need to know everything. Their little minds couldn't handle it. You will need to be in all the way. Some things you hear and see will cause you to feel uncomfortable since you're not used to seeing and hearing the things that goes on when you're not around. I'm being nice by trusting you with this kind of information. Do you agree to my terms?"
"If you would agree to only one of mine. One." He frowned. Was it going to be about sex again? "After the story is completed and if I'm satisfied with it, I destroy Colleen. No ifs or buts about it." She held out his hand for him to shake.
"You really don't think I can handle her?" She shook her head.
"You can't handle either one of us, but it's not just you. The world and the Christians can't handle us either."
"You will not brain wash me into believing that the other side is worth more than mine. I don't need to hear you preaching about how wonderful being a Christian is." She nodded.
"That's where we're in a full agreement." She bowed. "I apologize my Dark Master; Christians shouldn't act so superior, and they shouldn't be pressuring the world to accept Christ. It should be their decision and their choice. I don't have any desire to try to change you. Why would I? I'm simply wanting to write a story. To tell a story of what a relationship with Satan would be like. To warn the world because loving you and following you isn't right." He nodded and shook her hand.
"No kissing and no sex. Get it?" She nodded and touched his torso.
"But having nude pictures of you would have satisfied me. This body is too hot to forget." He shook his head and made her look at him.
"No flirting!" She bowed again.
"My apologies."

They sat down again. "How would the first chapter go?"
"I was thinking of introducing Colleen and Noelle at the same time. Let the audience know that they are, obviously, two different characters. One that's still with the light and one that's with the dark. Almost like that famous Indian story about the 2 wolves. The boy said, 'Which one wins?' The Indian said, ''The one you feed.' This story will be what happens when you feed the bad wolf." He nodded.
"Let me get this straight. The ending will be the darkness wins?" She nodded.
"The way I see it, Noelle thinks that she can have both in her body. That allowing Colleen to take the lead wouldn't do anything. But at the end, Colleen wins, and Noelle is the one that's destroyed."
"And how will you 'end' Noelle?" She looked at the people, well, demons again.
"Maybe you will teach her how to be in a room with only one light bulb. You take the light bulb and destroy it. While you're afraid of the darkness, you'll learn how to live in the darkness and survive." He got up and nodded.
"The world needs to learn that. That darkness is not something you should fear. Even in dark times, you can survive. Almost like 'Harry Potter.' He survived the dark times. Losing Dumbledore, his parents, Sirius Black, etc. He still managed to survive and win." She nodded.
"Except this story will be like putting Harry Potter with Voldemort and surviving."
"Interesting way to put it. I like it. And what will you call this story?"
"What about the 'Tree of Bilife?'" He looked at her puzzled.
"What does 'bilife' mean?" She nodded.
"I was trying to come up with a term that would best describe life. I decided to combine two words. Bi means 2 and life. What 2 things represents life? Good and evil. I wanted to name it the 'Tree of Good and Evil,' but it seems too long. 1 word to describe both seemed better."

A demon came in. "You rang, my Master?" He nodded.
"Bring me a notepad and a pen. Colleen and I are going to be working on our story." She smiled.
"Right away, your Majesty." He left.
"Can you tell me how they came in? I didn't see you do anything." He nodded.
"The demons and I are so close that we don't need to do anything. They know when I need them, and I know when they need me." The demon came in with a notepad and a pen. She watched him as he began to write down their ideas. When he looked up, he could see her looking at him with lust.
"No. Stay." He heard her say softly before he could say anything.
"Problem?" She nodded.
"She wants to come out."
"Why?"
"She thinks you're attractive working."
"Do you want me to switch to a human? Maybe that would keep her in line?" She shook her head.
"Why would you do that? Don't you like looking sexy?" He closed the notebook.
"You can't even keep her in!" She got up and began to massage his shoulders.
"You shouldn't be working so hard. You have demons, use them. Your sexy hands need to rest." He shook his head and got up.
"Noelle, you need to come and take over." She shook her head.
"I don't want her to come. I want it to be just me and you. We belong together." He shook his head.

"Do you not realize who the fuck I am?" She got up and traced the back of his hand.
"How ignorant were you?" He looked at her puzzled.
"Ignorant in what way?"
"You remember when you first appeared to us in the Earth realm? You sat on the floor and looked up at me. I couldn't remember your name or who you were?" He nodded. "That was me. My mind was focusing on how sexy you were than your words. You should have destroyed me right then, but unfortunately, you didn't. In case it isn't obvious, I've been around longer than you can think and imagine. Only I never introduced myself until she began to work on the story. I thought you would be impressed."
"Colleen, you must understand. God's wrath is not something to mess with." She shook her head.
"That's a secret you should have took to my grave." He was walking backwards, and she was following him.
"I don't lie to you. I'm not going to start now." He fell to the floor. "I will call the demons if I have to." She sat on his lap.
"Funny, it almost sounds like a threat." He nodded.
"Because it is!"
"I learned something new about you today."
"And that is?"
"That you like to play hard to get." He rolled his eyes.
"Colleen…" She stood up and looked at the people.
"I've been waiting all my life for you to pay attention to me. I can wait more." She blew in the glass and began to write C plus S =Love. She turned around and looked at him. "I was thinking of getting a red heart tattoo on the top of my heart and put in black letters, Satan. What do you think?" She pulled down her shirt to show him.

"Noelle was right, you do have a love obsession problem. I'm going to set you up with the best counselors. They can help you to get over me." He never thought he would have to say those words to any human. He got on the phone when she put the phone down.
"I thought you were the smartest in the world. Are you telling me that counselors would do a better job than you in helping me get over you? I thought Satan knew he didn't need to rely on humans. Humans rely on him. Or did I get it wrong?" He shook his head and stood up as she looked at him innocently.
"Fine. As your counselor, if you could have sex with anyone in the world, who would you have sex with?" She smiled.
"I'm looking at him." He looked down and knew he should have asked a better question than that.
"My apologies. If you could have sex with anyone in the world that's not me, who would you have sex with?" She went to the window.
"Hmmm…. Who would I have sex with?" He shook his head as he watched her think. She turned around and had a big smile on her face. "I know who I would want to have sex with." He was afraid to have the answer, but curiously got the best of him.
"Who?" She grabbed his hands and put them on her breasts.
"You're touching her."
"You know what, I'm not going to ask you anymore questions. You don't seem to know how to follow simple orders." He removed his hands and shook his head.
"I thought Satan knew how to talk to anyone. Rather it is a baby or an elderly. Maybe your counselor approach needs to be changed."

She got on all 4's and looked up at him. "Daddy, I need a bottle. Since you don't have one, can I use your dick instead?"
"Daddy doesn't have a dick. If he did, he wouldn't let you have it." She studied him.
"So, Daddy wouldn't want me to please him, make him feel good or make him escape from life for a few minutes?" Seeing how dangerous her mouth was, he knew he had no choice. He got up and closed his eyes. A thick and long red dick and red balls were formed.
"Show daddy how good you would please him. How good you will do his dick. You better not disappoint." She crawled and began to suck his dick. She began to play with his balls.
"So, yummy. So, delicious. Why can't every man have this dick and balls?" She sucked his balls while she gave him a hand job. He shook his head.
"You keep talking and you won't have these anymore." She shut up and concentrated on her work. Meanwhile, he sat on his chair, leaned back and closed his eyes. Once he ruled 100% of the world and its population, he knew he would have many people wanting him and his body. Most out of curiously and some out of boredom. He looked down at her and touched her head. She was giving him an early lesson. How to deal with those people that would want him the way she did. Now was an opportunity to learn how to deal with these people. How did he want to deal with them? For now, he will enjoy the moment of silence from Colleen. He decided to have her keep going to get her tired. Perhaps, if she became worn out, she would behave herself. He wondered how long she could go on for. He checked his watch; it had only been 20 minutes and she was still going. 10 more minutes and she was already done. Her mouth was locked for a few. He lifted her head. "You lied; you did disappoint me. As you can see, I didn't cum yet. Don't try to outsmart me as you can see, you won't win." She turned herself around and looked back at him.
"Then, you may spank me as a punishment for my failure in disappointing you." So, she still thought he was all game and no show. He spanked her as hard as he could, and she screamed. It took her a while to stand up. "On the bright side, I'll have something for my masturbation session, once the pain goes down." He rolled his eyes, sat down and took a drink.
"I warned you. Don't try to outsmart me. You won't succeed."
"I bet you've been practicing?" He got up and stood closer to her.
"Do I need to give you another hard spanking? Because I could go on all night and if I do, your ass will be so red, you won't be able to sit for a week. Think. Keep your fucking mouth shut or don't sit for a week. Your choice."

"Daddy, can I sit on your lap since the chair won't do? I bet your lap would be softer than the chair." He shook his head.
"Only if you promise me, you'll behave yourself."
"If I don't; you can spank me as hard as you like and don't let me sit on your lap again." He gestured for her to sit on his lap.
"Now, what do you think of my ideas for the story? I wrote down a few." He showed her the list he had made. She read through it and looked back at him.
"I never thought the lap of Satan would feel so soft, softer than a chair."
"Don't get used to it. And don't say that Satan is without mercy. He could have not agreed to let you sit on his lap. You're lucky right now, I think you're worth to do so." She nodded and looked back at the list.
"I think this a good list."
"You can add some of your own." She put down the list and turned around to face him on his lap.
"For research purposes, can I hear you sing? If you sing as good as people say, I could add that to the list. That's the whole purpose to us working on this story together is learning more about you and your culture." He shook his head.
"I don't sing for anyone. Trust me, my voice is better than anyone you've ever heard of." She picked up the pen and paper and turned to him.
"We need to add some darkness to this story. It can't always paint you in a positive light."
"What darkness do you have in mind, little one?" He watched her think. As he did so, he didn't understand why his eyes went to her breasts. He was thinking of how he could change them to make them beautiful. Many people see him with her and be jealous that he had such a hot woman. He licked his lips as he imagined his mouth and teeth on those breasts. She lifted his head.
"You don't like it when I lust over you, don't pretend to lust over me. I was thinking the darkness could be that you would cheat on her, spy on her and stalk her."
"Why would I do that?"
"You're afraid people would steal her from you. You want her all to yourself. After all, what's yours shouldn't be anyone else's, or am I wrong?"
"And Colleen would want to be all mine? Belong to no one else but me?"
"Haven't I proven that I would? It has been 5 years since I've given any man a blowjob and a hand job. But I did it for you. So, maybe I've failed in making you cum, but you didn't bother to ask how long it has been for me. I wouldn't let anyone lay a hand on me because I was waiting for you. I only want you." He turned her head and looked at her neck.
"Do you speak the truth?" She nodded.
"Test and you will find it is the truth." He began to lick her neck.
"Why do you want me, Colleen? What do you think I can provide for you?" He began to suck her neck and play with her breasts.
"I…I…I think you can provide me a life no human can. Go where no human dares to go." She looked at him. "You would be a better husband and a better boyfriend than any human, don't you agree?"
"This is what the Bible speaks. Faith without sight. You would believe in your god that he would provide you a better life and be a better partner to you than any human without seeing that for yourself?" She picked up the list and began to write.
"Yes, we need to talk about the Bible in darker sense. Another one would be they say you can't love 2 masters. You will love one and hate the other. We will show the Bible what it means to love you. Consider it the dark parts of the Bible and just like you've spoken. To believe in your god even when he hasn't shown you anything."
"What gifts do you want? You can choose from: Fame, wealth, power or jewelry." He could tell that she was surprised by his response.
"If I'm by your side, I can have it all. So, I choose you."
"You rather be with me because I can give you all these things. What if I refuse?"
"I've been living without them for 27 years; I can live without them more. It's you, I can't get enough of." He checked his watch.

"It's getting late, you will need to leave. I'm going back to Hell and you can go back to the place where you came from." She shook her head and bowed.
"My dark lord and majesty, I need to make this story accurate. How will I know how Colleen should behave if she's not around you? Teach her and show her. What does it mean to be your disciple?" He knew she had a good point, and he couldn't deny it.
"What are you saying that you want to come and live with me in Hell?" She shrugged.
"Aren't you tired of Hollywood making things up? Doing it their way instead of yours? Making things up instead of really living it? Come on, who is better to study and learn from than you? You're the best teacher. I dare you to prove me otherwise." She crossed her arms as she looked at him.
"Seems I'm going to have to set a place on Earth for us to live. You can't go with me to Hell considering that you're still in your human flesh. Only those that have died can go there."
"That's a disappointment. I was really looking forward for you to show off your kingdom. Show off how you rule. How much better you are at it than any King and Queen that lives." He looked at her and smiled.
"You think you can talk your way into anything with me, don't you?" She bowed.
"Why shouldn't I want to please my god?"
"If you are this stubborn in wanting to see Hell, I'm going to have to give you a shot because I don't want you to know how to get there. No one should know how to access my kingdom. Not even you. Still want to come?"
"I want to portray the real Satan, not the Hollywood version. Can you honesty tell me that you can be the true Satan on Earth without your throne? You're not a King to Earth yet. But you're the King of Hell."

He looked at Baphomet and saw him nod. "Very well." The demons came in. "Give her the shot. She wants to come and visit Hell." They looked at him in surprise. "She's right. The only way to know the real me is in my kingdom and on my throne. Like the Bible says, 'Ask and you shall receive.' See you in a while." He nodded and the demons did so. Baphomet came out and looked at the sleepy girl that was in the arms of Satan. His long black fingernails touched her hair. "Ah, to touch this child finally." He looked at him in alarm.
"You promised me that this one will belong to me!" He put his hand on his shoulder.
"Relax. She's yours. Do you know that every soul would want to touch her only because they will want what she has with you? They will be as hard as I am when they see the two of you together."
"Why did you agree to let her see Hell?" He smiled, clapped his hands together and looked at the demons.
"Why not? She should see how the King of Hell rules. She should see the home of where of her fantasies take places." Satan shook his head.
"You know that's not fair. You get Natas to help you read her mind and you get to know all of her stories before I do." He smiled and looked back at him.
"Jealous?" He put his arm around his neck. "We need all the gifts we can get to help you run this kingdom and soon this world. And this one has good stories."
"What kind of stories takes place in my home?" Baphomet looked at the demons.
"Let's become invisible and bring her to our home," He looked at Satan. "And we can talk along the way." All the demons in the building became invisible and began to move, leaving Satan, Colleen and Baphomet the last ones to follow. "One of her stories of being in your Kingdom is fucking you on your throne. Having the demons take nude pictures of the two of you. To think she wants to show off how cute the two of you are. I must agree. The world should see it."
"Now?" He laughed and looked at him surprised.
"Are you interested in doing what she wants? Because that would be fantastic! You have no idea." The Devil shrugged as they made their way up in the sky.
"She's not the first to fantasize fucking me and she won't be the last." Baphomet looked at Colleen.
"No, she won't be." He agreed. They flew over to Brazil and landed in Ilha da Quemada Grande in Brazil. "Ah, home sweet home. Let's go children." They became visible and began to walk down the red stairs to Hell. As soon as the King of Hell was walking down, the hole began to cover up and look like it was never there.

Satan placed Colleen on his waterbed in his room. Baphomet watched him as he watched her. "Whatcha thinking about?" He put his chin and head on his shoulder.
"How everything you've said has come to a pass." He joined in watching Colleen sleep.
"Well, like I've said, you need all the gifts you can get to help you run this kingdom and soon, the world." He left him and began to twirl around in the room. "I can't wait to see the way it will unfold." He turned to watch him dance in the room and crossed his arms.
"You're acting like this is the first time you're knowing this." He turned to him, smiled and took his hand.
"Come, we must have a drink and get excited that it's finally happening." He stopped him.
"Wait." Baphomet looked at him confused and watched as he bent down to give her a kiss on the cheek. "Sleep my darling and dream of me and us." He looked up at the demon. "Alright, let's go." As he left the room, he closed the door.

They went to his study room where there were all the books written about him and including the Bible that was originally written. There were drinks ready for them. Baphomet picked up one and handed him the other. "You finally did it, you got her to be yours." He bowed and smiled.
"Was there any doubt?" He shook his head.
"None! I think the best way to celebrate this is to remember the events that lead to this."

Baphomet had on a big black hooded robe and as always, carrying his snake staff in his hands. He went towards a young girl that was typing and put a printer in her room. "Print the final draft." The printer began to print out the pages and he put his hand on top of the page and they were stapled together. "I just hope our dark lord and majesty can handle what he's about to read,' He looked back at the young girl. 'And you. Not that you'll give him much of a choice. I'll train him." He closed his eyes and left.

He walked with the book in his hands and made his way towards Satan. He found him drinking at the bar and watching the naked women dancing for him. For the King of Hell, he lusted over no one. No matter how attractive they were. They meant nothing to him. It was for the lost souls' benefit. With the strippers, he can keep them happy and have no problems. When they had problems, he would send his demons to clean up the messes. That was the demon's favorite. They knew humans were nothing but problems. He was sitting at the counter when Baphomet approached him and dropped the book. He looked at it and looked at him. "Let me guess, you've received a vision?" He nodded.
"I knew you wouldn't believe me." He looked at the demon bartender. "My usual?" The bartender nodded. "Hell, I didn't believe it myself. I went to the future to see the proof. It's true." He drank his usual and the Devil looked at him confused.
"What are we talking about here?" He sighed and put his shot glass on the table.
"It's funny that you kept Hell's prophecy book for yourself. I'm sure you've heard of the legend?" He was trying to think back to which he was referring to.
"Remind me."
"About the girl that you'll fall in love with and lust over?" He laughed and hit the counter.
"Yes, and since then, Hollywood has been making movies and TV shows about it." He laughed more.
"This is her work." He stopped laughing and looked at him in surprise.
"You mean, she's real?" He nodded.
"Afraid so."
"And what does she look like? A vision of me?" He smiled.
"You would think so. Since she's not here yet, I won't spoil the surprise. However, she won't be who you think she looks like. Don't be deceived by the looks." He nodded.
"Oh, I learned that lesson after David. Let me guess this one will have the same amount of faith?" When he laughed, he looked at him confused again.
"What's so funny?" He touched his shoulder.
"You are! Her faith will be first in God and then, in you."
"According to the legend." He slammed his fist on the table scaring everyone in the room.
"This isn't a legend anymore, Satan! This is real life now. She exists!" He sighed as he knew better than to doubt him. "Have I ever proved you wrong? I've made you have all these souls at the cost of seeing and knowing the future! Do you wish for me to hold back anything from you?" The room was watching them argue. When Satan looked at the demon bartender, he shook his head.
"My apologies. So, she exists and?" Baphomet looked around the room.
"I apologize, please continue." The music resume and the lost souls return their attention to the strippers.
"She made a dumb mistake in the book." The Devil smiled.
"Are you really that surprised? When do humans do anything smart or intelligent?" He nodded in agreement.
"True. Her dumb mistake? She gave you a draft of her life. Study that book, so you'll be ready when the time comes." He put his hand on his shoulder. "You better be able to handle all of it." He looked at him.
"By all, you mean?"
"Noelle, Colleen and the book."
"I thought we were talking about 1 woman and not 2?" He smiled.
"Read the book and you'll understand." He walked away.

He picked up the book and wondered. Why did Baphomet think he couldn't handle a mere human? He could handle any human; it was wanting to tolerate them that he had a problem. He decided to read the book. To be honest, he was expecting the same bullshit story. How he made her the Antichrist's mother and the life of the Antichrist. Once he was done, he made his way to Baphomet. "You have questions?" He was watching the Salem Witch Trials taking place. "How foolish was God in making these humans? So full of paranoid. It's almost like he wanted to hand them over to us." He shook his head. "Lucky in the future, people will be more opened about witches. They should have been warned that it's not a body abnormal that you have to look for." He rolled his eyes. "It's the real powers that you have to look for. But do they think of that? Of course not. They are fools. But they are our fools. They do our dirty work for us. We should give the witches more power and make the town suffer for what they do to them." He turned to him. "What do you think?"
"As much as I enjoy watching humans make a fool out of themselves and out of God." He looked up the red and black ceiling.

"I really want to talk about Noelle." He shook his head.
"No, you want to talk about Colleen. It's natural. These humans don't have any impact on you. But she will."
"But you told me that her name is Noelle?"
"It is, but she will create a persona called 'Colleen.' Think of it like this. Thanks for having the humans eating from the tree of good and evil, they each have 2 sides in them. Noelle is the good side; Colleen is the dark side. You must make sure the dark side wins." He turned back to watch the trials.
"As usual. I know how boring the good side is in humans. I've seen enough of it. I just don't get why they won't find the dark side exciting like we do." He held up his finger.
"Some do know the excitement of the dark side. After all, they will make movies out of it. The success it will have." He shook his head. "But again, you're not here to talk about movies. You're here to talk about the legend wrapped around this little one. What questions do you have?" He looked back at the witches and cringed. "Look at what they are doing to each other? Is this really necessary?" Satan looked at what he was watching.
"Well, we do worse than they do. How are we any better?" He frowned.
"We have good reasons to do that to the lost souls. They don't behave and they have no self-control. We're in the punishing souls' business. But these people?" He pointed to the screen. "They are doing it because they want to. They enjoy it and they get a kick out of it. For what? No reasons?"
"I can see your point. Will she enjoy doing things like these?" He smiled and looked at him.
"Oh no, my young one." He touched his face. "Colleen's only needs are going to be yours. Her only priority will be you. She'll support you in anything you do." He shook his head. "You've seen how humans are when they are in love. So blind to the obvious until it's too late. Love that makes them willing to sacrifice anything. To love a human is bad but to love you is worse."
"Hey!" He laughed.
"I'm only kidding. You can show the world how wonderful being in love with you will be. How wanting you with every inch of their body is a good thing."
"Will you stop making me blush?" He laughed again.
"You need to learn my dear boy, because she'll be saying a lot worse." He looked at him in surprise. "Oh, come on now, you know how women are. So emotional." He rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me all those movies and TV shows you've watched was for nothing. You've seen how women talk when they are in love. But this one, she'll be different. Only because she'll know exactly how to talk to you. How to make you listen. If you don't learn now, you won't be ready when she comes."
"Who will teach her how to talk?" He smiled.
"I have assigned the demons. They will perform a ritual when she's being demon possessed at 20. They will touch her lips to make her know exactly how to talk to you. They will also perform the rest of the ritual while they're in there." Satan shook his head.
"Going all out?" He shrugged.
"Better to go all out and win than to do nothing and lose." He nodded.

"What exactly will make her attractive to me?"
"That's a good question. It was her words that made her attractive to you. You make her think, and you challenge her. She likes it." He looked at him. "What did you think?" He looked at the book that was in his hands.
"I confess I thought I was reading every book that has already been written. She took it to a direction not many people have." He nodded.
"That's why she's so dangerous. You think you know where she's going, and you really don't."
"When will this child be born?"
"Sometime in the 20th century."
"Will she really be deaf and have cerebral palsy?" He smacked him in the head.
"Did I not warn you? Don't judge a human by the body. The body is not all they are. You've learned that through years of training."
"So, she's after me because she thinks I can heal her, and God won't?" He picked up Satan by the throat and looked at him.
"Are you not fucking listening to me? Are my words going in one ear and out the other? She's not like any woman you've met." He put him down and he rubbed his throat. "However, it doesn't change. You can either go down this path with her or not."
"And if I don't?"
"You'll miss your other half. You'll miss creating one of the most powerful females in the world. You want challenge, change and excitement? You would make this story happen."
"In the book, what other parts are true?"
"You showing up to her when she's 13 is the beginning of her attraction towards you. She'll make a move and it will be up to you if you want to reciprocate. You do that and it will start the ball rolling. But be warned, once you start it, you must finish it."
"What do you mean 'finishing' it?"
"Do what others have done in the past. Groom her. Train her to get used to seeing you without fear. Give her a calm presence when you show up."
"Calm presence?" He sighed.
"This one will be trained to see and hear the spiritual realm, no thanks to the Angel God had appointed to her. As a result, she'll hear your voice and listen to you." He nodded.
"Just because she's deaf doesn't mean she can't understand me. Her mind must have been trained to hear my words without 'hearing.'" He nodded.
"You know that God made it fair for you. When he decided all humans shouldn't speak one language, you were given the ability to understand every language known to man. He didn't exclude the deaf community."
"We will talk?" He nodded.
"Choose your words carefully around her. She has a mind that can remember quotes and conversations. Tell the school to work hard on her writing. She has a gift for it and in return, she'll use that gift for you." He smiled.
"Pity, God keeps giving humans gifts and they use it for me instead of him." He held up a finger.
"Oh, that's unfortunately, where you're wrong. She'll already make a story for him. But she also decides to make a story for you."
"How do I win her?"
"She made it simple. Give her attention, challenge her and make her think. Once you do that, she's yours." Satan got up and was ready to leave, when he stopped him.
"Don't let any human stand in your way of her. Any human you feel is a threat between the two of you, get rid of them. Got it? She belongs to you and she belongs to this kingdom. No one else gets her. Also remember, the choice is yours." He went back to watching the trials as he nodded and left.

He was watching the wedding of Prince Charles and Lady Diana Spencer's wedding when Baphomet came in. "Pity, that marriage isn't going to work out." Satan looked at him confused.
"Really?" He nodded and joined him in watching.
"There's something else happening in the world that they don't know about. Only we do."
"And that is?"
"The child has been conceived. You only have 9 months left before she's born." He slowly looked at him.
"Are you serious?"
"Look at all those people fooled in thinking he loves her. But you," He turned to look at him. "Will show what it means to love a woman better than he will. Show the world that no one is in a match for you. The love story of you and Colleen will definitely override theirs." He looked back at the television.
"Do you have the exact date?"
"Of course, I do, it will be a Spring baby. A Tarsus baby. It fits her seeing how stubborn she'll be." He stood up.
"What should I do in the meantime?"
"In the meantime? Get ready. Your time's up." He left.

Satan looked at Noelle for the first time as she got out the encyclopedia to look up, 'Satan.' Since she didn't look like any of the Hollywood versions of the females they have paired him with, he decided to see if he could try to imagine a life with her.

Colleen went to her closet and got a white see-through blouse with no bra and she picked out a denim short skirt that was short enough to show off some of her pussy and some of her ass cheeks. She checked herself out in the mirror and hoped that he would be pleased. She put her story in her black briefcase and went downstairs to get a taxi to the place where she was meeting him. The driver's mouth dropped opened. "Hey doll, if you want, I can park somewhere if you're up to do anything?" She smiled at him.
"Thank you for giving me the confirmation that I need to know that I look good." She went to the rearview mirror and began to groom her blonde hair and makeup.
"Whoever the hell you're seeing is one lucky person."
"Hope they feel that way. You can drop me off here." She gave him a $5 tip. "Thank you for not doing anything against my will." She stood in front of the tall building and saw people shaking their heads in disgust, but she didn't care. She had been living this fantasy all her life, it was time to put the fantasy to reality. "Show time." She told herself and went inside.

The hostess looked up and down at her in disgust. "We're not hiring any strippers or whores like you in this house." She frowned at him.
"I would think demons were smarter than this. Don't give me the, 'I-don't-know-you' crap. You know exactly who I am." He sighed.
"I suppose you're here for him?" She nodded and he shook his head. "If you think he's going to be impressed by the way you're dressed, you're wrong, hon." She smiled at him.
"I think you're the one in the wrong." He shook his head.
"I'm going to enjoy seeing him want to throw you out of this building." She stopped walking, crossed her arms and looked at him.
"If you really think I'll lose, do you want to come and watch?"
"You're actually inviting me?" She shrugged.
"If I can win him and you don't get to throw me out, I want you to know one thing. If he makes me his queen, you will obey me." He started laughing.
"If he tells me to throw your ass out, you will obey all of us." She smiled.
"Deal." He shook his head.
"Always the dumb blonde ones." He opened the door.

Satan sitting drinking at his small wooden round table when he became startled by the way she was dressed. "Why are you dressed like that? Are you so ignorant in thinking that I lust over humans? News flash, I don't." The demon gave a smug and crossed his arms.
"I told her that, my dark lord and majesty, but she wouldn't listen to me." She started to take off all her clothes which didn't take her long.
"You're right, you don't lust over humans." She traced the table with her finger as she made her way towards him. "But I wanted to be naked for 2 reasons." He leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms.
"Entertain me. I'm ready." She could hear amusement in his voice.
"One? For my own masturbation sessions. 2? If I should prove to god that I'm worthy of his sexual services, I don't think it would make god happy to wait, don't you agree?" He looked at her puzzled.
"Are you actually calling me 'god'?" She smiled and went to massage his shoulders.
"Are you not one?" She whispered into his ear. She looked up to see the demon growling at her and she gave a smug at him back. He grabbed one of her hands and made her stand before him.
"Just one question, my dear. How will you prove to be worthy of me?" She went to her black briefcase, opened it up and put a book on the table. She crossed her arms and looked at him.
"Read that and if you don't find it satisfactory, then you can deny me." He looked at the title.
"Let me guess? About you becoming the Antichrist's mother and the life of the Antichrist?" She smiled and went to the 2-way mirror and crossed her arms again.
"Why would I bore the Devil like that? Why would I even bore myself with that story?" He began to flip the pages.
"Oh, but you did include the Antichrist and yourself as the mother." She nodded.
"But that's not all I did." He flipped through more pages and nodded.
"Oh, you made yourself the Whore of Babylon and you gave reasons for the Rapture." She nodded and went to massage his shoulders.
"Should not the Rapture be due to Satan's own actions? After all, are you not the god of this world?" She walked away, threw her hands up in the air, and looked at him.
"What can I do for you today?" She saw the demon's mouth dropped open.
"But Satan, you've never lusted over a human before!" He looked at the demon.
"Why are you still here?" She turned to him and smiled. The demon walked over to her.
"Just because he's not kicking you out of here now, doesn't mean he won't later."
"Demon! I'll call you when I'm in the need of your services. For now, you may leave the room." He shook his head, looked at the Devil and left.

She turned to him and smiled. "As I was saying, what can I do for you today?" She took her place in front of him on his lap and touched his torso.
"The only thing I want from you today? Is the answer to my question."
"And what may that question be?" She looked up at him and smiled.
"How may I serve you? After all, I just want to be one of your disciples."
"Are you sure, you're not confusing me with Jesus?" She frowned.
"Who is Jesus?" He roared and laughed.
"I like you girl, but not that much. You haven't won me over yet. Even if the demon thinks you have." She tilted her head.
"You wouldn't be much of a god if you gave in that easy anyway." She got off his lap and looked in the mirror.
"Just think of it this way, this is just the beginning." He nodded.
"This is your first time seeing me in my own territory, correct?" He was writing something on the wooden table with his black fingernail.
"You know it is." He nodded.
"Then, I think I should warn you. You know how humans love to say that this call may be monitored and recorded for quality purposes?"
"Yes."
"Well, in this place, all of your thoughts and feelings are known to me." He finally looked at her. "I can see one of your reasons to come to me today is because you weren't only expecting to be my disciple. You come for another reason."

He shook his head and closed his eyes. A red thick dick and red balls formed. "You didn't just come to see me, my dear. You come for my body as well." She looked down and smiled.
"I see that doesn't offend you." He roared, laughed again and got up to walk closer to her.
"Didn't anyone tell you? It would take a lot to offend me. I've been around your kind longer than you been around mine. So, if you want this." He touched his dick and she watched him as he played with it. "You have to prove you're worthy of it. Remember my dear, I know all about temptation. After all, I was the first to tempt Eve in the Garden and not the other way around." He sat back down and continue to stroke his dick. "I can see your hungrier and lust in your eyes. Are you just going to stand there and watch me or are you going to do something to win it?" He looked down at it and she made her way over to him.
"You're not being very nice you know." He smiled.
"I'm the Devil, darling. I'm sure you've heard that I'm not a very nice guy."
"You're not even going to ask me why I said that?"
"Because I'm tempting you." She shook her head.
"No. Because you've a nice-looking dick and I'm sure you can fuck better than any guy in this Earth can. Maybe you feel it's not worth the risk to have it in there. Knowing how wonderful you fuck- you can turn this woman into a stalker, obsessive, and not wanting anyone's dick but yours. I'm sure you've done this a countless of times and seen a nice, innocent and sweet woman turn into this nightmare all because you gave her the best night of her life. Then, unfortunately, you had to get rid of her because she was becoming a pest." He stood up and put her body down on the table.
"It's funny, you sound like someone who has already lived that life." She shook her head.
"No. But like you, I've seen women that have acted that way. I might not be around Earth longer than you have, but I've seen a thing or two." He nodded and traced her lips with his finger.
"And you think you won't be that woman?" She sat up.
"Oh, I know I would be. I also know you would pretend to be annoyed, frustrated and regretting you ever let this dick inside. That's all it will be-pretend. In real life, you'll be loving every minute of it because you like knowing she thinks you're the best than any human she has and will come across." He shook his head and put her back down on the table.
"If you know the consequences and the risks, why still take it?" His dick was inches away from her pussy.
"That's like asking a human, why do you take heroin knowing the consequences and the risks? Me, I think personally, they have this pride thinking they won't develop an obsession or addiction problem. It's their pride that makes them take the first step." He traced her torso.
"And is that why you're wanting to take this risk and these consequences? Is this your pride talking?" She sat up.
"Rather it's pride or not, should make no difference to you because you know what I say is the truth and nothing I say will change it." He put it inside just a little.
"I heard you telling the demon that you think you'll be my queen. Care to say why you think that way?" She shrugged.
"Wouldn't you want a queen that only values your needs? Wouldn't you want the humans to know to trust you? Imagine if they see you with me. They see the best boyfriend and the best husband, and they'll be less afraid. More willing to go along with your plans. Tell me, my dear Satan," She put her finger into his mouth. "Which is the one for you? Faith or sight?" He pinned her hands on the table with his hands on her waists.
"And why should it be you? There are more beautiful and attractive women than you are." He whispered into her ear and licked her neck.
"And you should have them. I wouldn't dream of robbing you of having the best." He was in her face and studied it.
"Suppose I refuse to let you go? Can you handle that?" He gently put his dick inside of her. She closed her eyes and moaned softly. "Speak! Can you handle knowing that I wouldn't let you go?" She looked at him.
"Why would I want to give up the best? If you shall hold on to me for the rest of my days, it only would mean you see that I'm the best for you too. You're the true god, you should have only but the best." He began to kiss her, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You should know. Shall I decide to keep you, you would have to keep proving your worth." She smiled.
"To expect otherwise would prove me to be foolish."

Baphomet showed up and looked at her. He turned to look at Satan to speak, when he found him aroused. "Are you fucking kidding me?" He was startled by his voice. "You're already aroused by her? She's only 13!" He closed his eyes.
"I was just trying to imagine a life with her. If that's something that would please me."
"I'm guessing it is something that will?" He nodded. "Why should this surprise you that you can imagine it? You're a god, you can take any woman in the world and make her yours." He smiled.
"And she will please me any way I need to be pleased." Baphomet smirked.
"Down, boy. You'll have your chance; I promise you that much. A good poker player doesn't show his hand to the table. He keeps his cards to himself and only by challenging him will they see his cards. Be the same way to her. Don't show the cards. Challenge her to want to see them." He looked at him confused.
"What do you mean?" He sighed and stood in front of him.
"Don't give her any clues or hints that you want her. Make her curious to why you do. The reason I brought you here to see her is because I want you to return her move."
"And how do you want me to do that?"
"Do what thousands of humans have been doing since the dawn of time. Groom and train her to get used to you without any hint of fear."
"How do I do that?"
"Since she can't hear and see the spiritual realm yet, I'm afraid you're going to have to appear in her dreams." He sighed. "It's only for a little bit."
"How should I look and what should I say?" He shook his head.
"You say nothing. Since we want to get her used to the real Satan and not the human version, you need to go into her dreams as your badass self. Give her the best first 'taste' of Satan."
"If you say so."
"Ready?" He nodded. Baphomet put him inside her head, and he showed up in her dream. Noelle saw him with black horns, a white spiral on his chest and she noticed his teeth were black. She woke up scared. After Satan came out, Baphomet smiled. "Now do it a few more times. She has to get used to you."

Baphomet grabbed Satan and they left to watch over her again. "This is a very critical time for you to watch her. Now, what she is about to see, I want you to ignore that. Instead, I want you to imagine that it's you. Imagine that she looks at you like that." He was confused.
"Like what?" He smiled and pointed to her.
"Like that." He whispered into his ear. He was trying to place that look. It looked horribly familiar. After a few minutes, it finally came to him. The look of love at first sight. He turned to look at Baphomet. "If you ever had any doubt this girl doesn't have what it takes, you're about to find out she does. She's not going to tell you, my dear, she's going to show you." He turned his attention back to her.
"How could she be in love with Dr. Daniel Jackson from looking at him one time?"
"If she can do that to him, how much more can she do that to you?" He turned to him.
"You've already seen this?" He nodded.
"And more. I'm inviting you to witness some firsts in her life, so you can have a preview of the life you could have with her."
"What life is that?" He smiled, began to walk backwards and shook his head.
"That's going to be up to you to decide. The humans don't tell you what to do, you tell them. Or rather you show them." He stopped walking. "A word of advice? Anything important that can't wait until next year, get on it. Because next year, she's about to take you on a wild ride." He walked away laughing. Satan looked back at her confused. What wild ride?

On December 31st, they stood in front of her. "You've took care of anything important or critical for a year?" Satan nodded. "Good. I want you to keep only one thing in mind as you watch this story unfold. One."
"That is?"
"That it's not Dr. Daniel Jackson that will be causing her to do and say the things she will. Imagine if it was you. If the life she has with him isn't what you want, think of how you could make it any way you wanted. Remember how women love. They're willing to sacrifice and support the man they love. You've been trained all your life for this one moment. I suggest you use everything you've learned and apply it to this situation."
"Am I to speak to her?"
"Very soon. We can't have Sajaiael or God on our radar. We must go about this in an intelligent way. I'll notify you when the time is right. For now, watch and listen." He checked his watch.
"First, you've seen how she has gotten her first taste of love at first sight. Now you're about to witness her first taste of hearing the spiritual realm. Once he opens that door, it can't be closed. Not even if you join in."

She went to English class and sat at her desk. She began to write something and then stop. He was wondering what she was thinking, he was about to ask Baphomet, when he saw his head was down and his hand was on his forehead. He kept shaking his head. He looked at Sajaiael and saw he was looking everywhere but her. He had a feeling something was going on. He wasn't the only one. He watched as God went up to the Angel. "Sajaiael, what's going on?" The Angel pointed at her without looking at her.
"You're going to ask your child this question. You won't believe it coming from me." He shook his head. God looked at her and went up to her.
"Noelle, what's wrong?" She looked up at him.
"She can really hear and see the spiritual realm!" Satan whispered and Baphomet looked at him.
"Did you not believe me?" He whispered back and he frowned at him. "I would love to talk, but you need to hear what's wrong." He was still refusing to look at her. Satan guessed he was bored with what was coming next because he had already seen it. If he thought it was important, it was.
"God," She said very quietly. "I need to know how to spell my name." Satan looked at her surprised and crossed his arms.
"When I thought humans were stupid, I didn't think they would take that as a challenge!" He pointed at her and looked at Baphomet. He sighed and lowed his finger.
"Satan, you're not paying attention to the big picture. She's so much in love with Dr. Daniel Jackson that's all she cares about. Imagine if she loved you so much, nothing else would be more important than you." He stared at him. "Look at the big picture! Not the little one!" He shook his head.
"Why would I want an idiot?" Baphomet smacked him in the head.
"Think, if she's in love with you, you'll be the most important thing in her life. The only thing she will think, dream and care about. Imagine having that kind of power." He stared at her quietly and Baphomet smiled. "At last, you're getting it."

After a few weeks, Baphomet turned to him. "You can go ahead and say anything you want. Get down to talk to her on her level. Let her see you're not a bad guy. Remember, first impressions are the most important ones." He nodded. "Go." He got down on his knees and looked up at her. He took her right hand and held it.
"Hi, sweetie. My name is Satan." She looked at him confused. He looked at Baphomet.
"She can't understand you. But let me explain what you're watching. Do you know why she's looking at you confused?" He shook his head. "Because inside of her is Colleen. She's looking at you with lust." He looked back at her and saw she was still studying him. "This is why I wanted you to come alone. If you came with the demons, they would have given her fear. Let her only see you and not be afraid. Look into her eyes, Satan. Is this the kind of life you would want?" He looked into her eyes. "Imagine, the eyes of love and of lust. Black like a demon and everyone will know she's yours." He gently played with her hand and kissed it.
"I'll be seeing you again soon." She watched as he stood up and disappeared. Baphomet started clapping.
"You did fucking fantastic! You couldn't have done better if you tried!" He smiled at him. "You just met Colleen, even if it was only for a moment."
"How can we meet Colleen?" He sighed and shook his head.
"Enjoy watching this more."

"Why are we here? Colleen isn't here." He smiled as he looked at her room.
"Satan, look on the walls. Look at the big picture, what do you see?" He saw many pictures of Dr. Daniel Jackson. He remembered the big picture was to replace him with him.
"You mean, my pictures on the walls?" He nodded.
"Imagine if she was in love with you or in lust with you? She would announce it to anyone that visited her room." He picked up the 'Stargate SG-1' series. "What am I holding?" He looked at the series.
"Movies and TV shows made of me?" He nodded.
"This could all be yours, if you choose to chase her. I must warn you, however, it won't be as easy for you as it was for him."
"Why not?" He smiled and put back the series.
"Remember what I've taught you about the women culture? First loves are the most powerful love there are. Pop quiz." He took a seat at her dresser. "Why are first loves powerful?"
"Because humans don't know yet that sometimes love hurts." He nodded.
"When she finally realizes her Prince Charming has been in her life already, she would have already experienced hurt. Which is why it won't be easy for you." He picked up a story she had wrote about Dr. Daniel Jackson and her. Baphomet smiled. "I see you found that. That is the beginning of her writing career. You're seeing a preview of her earliest work. Imagine the kind of writer she could be in the future with our help, of course." He nodded and put down the story.
"I see why you wanted me to see this and hear this. To be better than Dr. Daniel Jackson would be a piece of cake." Baphomet laughed and he looked at him confused. He got up and went towards him.
"My young one, it's not him you have to be better than. It's her second love you will have to."
"I can be better than any human." He shrugged.
"We're about to see if you actually can. Have you seen and heard enough to imagine the life you could have with her or do you need to see more?"
"Is there more to see?" He shook his head.
"Not before you see and meet her second love." He looked back at her bed and looked out the small window. "The second love will cause her more heartaches than the first. It's a pity what will happen to her life."
"Why, what will?" He shook his head.
"Nothing you need to concern yourself with. It can't be changed and it's better than the alternative that I saw. Ready to head out?" He looked around the room a last time.
"I suppose."
"Good, let's go."

"Why are we here?" Baphomet smiled.
"Because now is the time for you to act like a 'savior' to her."
"How so?" He was eating popcorn and offered Satan some to which he declined.
"Watch. It's gonna be good!"

Noelle and her father were arguing. Satan shook his head. They never did get along because both were stubborn as hell. He knew if he argued with her, he would just play a music instrument or perhaps even sing. He had come to know she loved music. Music and nature. That's what he had learned from studying her. Baphomet would often quiz him on what he knew about her to make sure he was paying attention. He rolled his eyes when he remembered that. Why did he treat him like a child when he wasn't a child? "You're out of this house. I want you gone tomorrow morning." She brushed him off thinking it was his drinking that had led to him kicking her out. He looked at Baphomet and noticed a smug on his face.
"Why do you smile through her pain?" He looked at him.
"Because this will give you the opportunity you need. Most parents kick out their children because of homosexuality, pregnancy, drinking or even drugs. The only reason this man kicked his daughter out? Disobedience. Remind you of anyone we know?" He looked at him, as if, it should have been obvious. "Why wouldn't you want to help her out? You know how she feels. Don't deny." He looked down and nodded. "Another thing you both will have in common."
"What's the first?" He laughed.
"You'll see."
"How am I supposed to 'save' her?"
"Are you telling me you don't know how when you've been watching her for 6 years?" He shook his head. "Don't disappoint me, boy. Do it or I'll know you don't have what it takes to make her yours." He sighed and picked up his pitchfork.
"Why are you so hard on him?" A demon came to stand beside Baphomet asked.
"Why shouldn't I be? I chose him to be the King of Hell. It's time he acts like one. If he wants to rule this planet and its population, he needs to learn how to win the hearts. If not, he will fail." The demon nodded.

She was placed in a woman's homeless shelter. She never felt more alone in her life. No family and no friends to rely on. When he entered the shelter, the first thing he did was pick her up and gave her a hug. She closed her eyes and was glad to have someone give her a hug even if it had been Satan. He pulled away, took both of her hands into his and looked at her. "Are you okay?" She gave a small smile and nodded. They sat on her bed.
"I thought everyone left me. This is the worse pain I've ever felt in my life." He shook his head, held her hand and looked into her eyes.
"No, my little one, you will go through a lot of pain. But don't be fearful, I'll be there for you as you do." She smiled.
"At least, someone cares." He nodded.
"Remember my story? I got kicked out of Heaven for my disobedience too. I know how you feel."
"But you had the demons, I have no one." He made her look at him.
"Don't say you have no one, you have me." She smiled and stood up to walk back and forth.
"What do I do, Satan? I have no family, no friends and no car." He nodded.
"The way I see it? You have 2 choices. You can either finish High School or go straight to work to earn money so you can have your own place." She put her hand on her hip and looked away. He stood up and made her look at him. "If you want my advice, finish High School. You have 5 months left, time goes fast, you know that." She nodded.
"That's true."
"Whatever you decide, know you're not alone. I'm here for you." She looked down and smiled.
"You promise?" He nodded.
"The demons helped me to cope after being kicked out of Heaven, the least I can do is return the favor by helping someone else. Especially when I know what it feels like." She gave him another hug.
"Thank you. I wouldn't know what to do without you." He held her in his arms, kissed her on her head and looked up at Baphomet. He raised his hands, clapped, smiled and bowed. Satan looked back at her. "If you ever need anything, you know you can count on me."
"Thank you. How do I go back to school without a car?" He nodded.
"Good point. Well, you can use your Wyndtell to contact your teachers to see if they can help you out. But you need to decide. Do you want to go back to Model Secondary School for the Deaf or West Virginia School for the Deaf?"
"If I want time to go fast, I rather West Virginia School for the Deaf." He nodded.
"Good choice. Contact a teacher there and they should be able to help you more than I can. Anything else?" She shook her head. "Remember, I'm just a prayer away." He winked at her, let go of her hand and disappeared.

"Demons raise your glass as we toast to the true King of Hell. You truly know how to win souls. I'm glad the lessons of studying her as paid off." Satan smiled and raised his glass.
"I had a good teacher."
"Damn straight! Now drink!" All of them drank their shot. "I see you've decided to process your 'relationship' with Colleen?" He looked down at his glass as all the demons turned their attention to him.
"One thing that God has forgotten? He didn't experience all of what his children will go through. I, however, can relate to some of them." He looked up at Baphomet. "Like you told me, I can relate to her dad kicking her out of the house for no reason but disobedience. This is just one of the many reasons why humans would love me because I understand them more than Jesus ever did." He nodded.
"Rather you do it to win the most dangerous woman on the planet or not, you still need the practice, my dear boy. Your rule is around the corner. She's the perfect person to practice on." He nodded looking at the glass.
"I agree. I will see this all the way." He looked up at him, who nodded.
"You have no idea how happy this makes me. She'll be worth it; I promise you that much." He looked at the demon bartender. "Another round?" He nodded and began to fill up the shots for all the demons. Once all the demons have resumed back to their tasks, he sat next to Satan. "You've been doing a wonderful job so far. I think it's time you enhance your performance."
"How?"
"This time, offer her the deal."

"You want to see how much better I can make you than God?" He asked as he rotated around him. They were both watching her life again. He looked at Baphomet confused.
"How?" He stopped and stood in front of him.
"Here's a little secret." He whispered into his ear. "God isn't going to do anything with what's about to happen. But you my dear boy, will be the one to do something." He pulled away. "And your something will lead to the greatest thing that ever happened."
"Yeah, not confused any more than I was when you said I could be better than God." He frowned and smacked him across the shoulder.
"You are much better than God. You always have been, and you always will be. Now, this girl will find her first love as an actual present being. It will be your job to do something about the pain she's about to experience." He sighed. "The first time a human experiences a broken heart is always the worse for them. If only they understood how dangerous love was." He shook his head. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, they never learn." He looked up at him. "But that's why you'll be the greatest love she'll ever have because you're not a human. That's another thing that makes you so great." He turned his attention back to watching her life. "If you don't believe me, watch these 3 weeks. Watch God and Sajaiael do nothing." He shook his head. "Humans really believe God loves them. But where's the proof?"

They watched as she fell in love with a man named Lennie. He wore an army hat and had brown eyes. Satan could tell that he was attracted to her the moment he laid his eyes on her at the gas station where he worked. When he looked at her, he knew she knew it too. He watched her play it cool and shook his head. "That girl knows exactly what's she doing." Baphomet laughed.
"Oh, you'll be saying that a lot about her. Yes, that's impressive. A deaf and cerebral palsy female knows exactly what's she doing. And surprise." He stood in front of Satan. "She will ask him out and he will agree." He turned his attention back to the event. "And she will get his phone number. Lucky girl."
"Does she know he'll hurt her?" He shook his head.
"No. Pity. But if you want to tell her, you can."
"You would let me tell her something about her future?" He shrugged.
"Show her that you have knowledge about her own life and when you do, you do something about it to help her."
"Good point. How will he hurt her?"
"Tell her that Lennie will not stay for her. No matter how he feels about her."
"Where's he going?"
"He enlisted to the army. He does like her but not enough to stay. Nothing she does or says will change that. Poor kid, about to have her first true heart break. You can also comfort her to know she'll be getting something better in the future." He looked at him and smiled. Satan shook his head.
"Humans already think that I'm full of pride. No need to show her that they're right." He laughed.
"What's so funny?"
"Darling, Satan, she doesn't even know a shit about you. She doesn't know you lie, tempt, and that you're full of pride. That's what's going to make this deal so sweet. Colleen? Her thoughts are on how everything about you is sexy. Your voice and your body. But don't tell her about Colleen. We don't need to scare her away." He nodded in agreement.

He watched as the two of them had a conversation using a notepad and a pen. "I'm leaving for the army in a month." He wrote and she stared at the words.
Without thinking, she wrote, "Why are all the good guys leaving me?"
"I'm sorry. If I had met you earlier, I wouldn't have enlisted in the army." She shook her head.
"If it's your dream, it's yours. You shouldn't let anyone especially me stand in that way." He touched her chin and smiled.
"You're so sweet." Satan sat on the wooden bench.
"Not a bad-looking guy." She turned to look at him.
"Satan!" She gave him a hug and he smiled. "What are you doing here?"
"Just wanted to witness the guy you're going to give your heart to, if you haven't already." She looked at Lennie who was on the phone.
"Yeah, I'm wondering what's a cute guy like that doing with a girl like me?" He gently hit her shoulder.
"Don't talk like that. You're just the same as everyone else, you just have different needs than they do. Since we both can relate to each other about our fathers." She nodded. "I feel the need to look out for you. You need someone around you that cares about you." She nodded.
"Sajaiael does a lot."
"Has he told you the truth about what's going to happen between you and him?" She shook her head. "Well, no matter how he feels about you and he does like you. Nothing you say or do will make him stay. This is the last time you will see his good side." When Lennie saw her watching him, he smiled.
"So, what should I do?" She asked as she looked back at Satan.
"Why don't you just enjoy it? Enjoy the time you have with him."
"But when he leaves me, it's gonna hurt." He nodded.
"Not going to lie, it will." He took her hand. "Remember the promise I gave you? I'll always be here for you when you need me. If you need me to help you out with the pain," He wiped her bangs out of her brown medium hair. "I'll be here for you and help you through it."
"Maybe God and Sajaiael will help too."
"You're a special girl if you have all of our help. In case they don't, don't be afraid to reach out for me. Okay?" She nodded.
"Thank you." He gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Remember, enjoy it." He whispered and left.

"How long should I wait?" Satan asked as he disappeared to stand beside Baphomet.
"Give it 3 weeks. If they do nothing, you step in. That way God and Sajaiael can't say you didn't give them a chance." He nodded. When she was alone, she would pray and break down crying. She begged God not to do this to her. He watched and waited. He thought, for sure, Sajaiael and God would come down and help in some way, but there was nothing. No talking and no action. He knew Baphomet spoke the truth, yet again. He came and looked at him. "It's time."
"What deal do I offer her?"
"Tell her that you will take away her pain."
"And how will I do that?" He smiled and pointed to the army of demons behind him. They smiled as well.
"It's time to do the spiritual ritual."
"Just promise me one thing." He crossed his arms.
"What?"
"Don't hurt her too much." He threw his head back and laughed.
"Don't worry, we have no intention of hurting our darling Colleen. We just want to perform the ritual. Get her ready when the time comes." The Devil got into his face.
"Do I have your word?"
"If you don't trust me, you may stay around to watch. But you're not to interfere, got it?" He nodded. "You're on." He pushed him towards her.

"Why are you trying to commit suicide?" She looked down from the 5th floor, there wasn't much to see as it was still dark.
"They aren't helping me."
"Who isn't?"
"God and Sajaiael. I've been praying and they aren't doing anything."
"Why didn't you come to me? I told you to." She sighed and looked away.
"I didn't want to burden you with my problems." He came closer to her.
"Noelle, we've both bonded over the way our fathers have acted. How could you think I would abandon you? Why would you think that? I came to you first. You didn't come to me." She finally turned away from the window and looked at him.
"Can you help me?" He nodded.
"That's why I'm here. If I was truly out to hurt you, I wouldn't give God and Sajaiael a chance to help you first."
"What can you do?"
"For you? I'll take away the pain."
"What do you want back for it?" He shook his head and took her hands into his.
"Nothing. I just want to help you. Think about it, what can you give me that I need?"
"Well, some humans would say to kill for you or sacrifice for you." He shook his head.
"Don't listen to that crap. Listen to me. The only thing I want to do is help you. That's it." He caressed her face. "Would you let me help you?"
"How can you take away the pain?"
"Have I given you a reason not to trust me?" She shook her head. "Think, I've been the Devil longer than you've been on Earth. I've helped thousands of humans that have experienced broken heart like you have. I know what I'm doing."
"Then do it." He smiled and kissed her hand.
"I'm glad you trust me the way I trust you."

He stepped aside and thousands of demons began to enter her. As they were inside her body, they touched her heart. The leader of the demons, Beelzebub began to speak as he placed his hand over her heart. "Your heart is only reserved for Master Satan."
"Satan." The other demons chanted over him and also touched her heart. They followed him to her mind and watched as he touched it.
"You will have stories about you and Master Satan. Stories that will please him and write them down. Think of him, his words, and memorize them."
"Satan." He went to her ears as the rest of the demons followed.
"Your ears will be made only to hear Master Satan's words. No other words will be more important than his."
"Satan." They made their way to her mouth.
"Your words will speak only those that pleases Master Satan. You will speak of his praises and of his great love for you. May you give nothing but sweet and loving kisses towards him. Your mouth will please his body any time he wants it. Got it? Demons."
"Satan."
"Natas and Reltih, you each take one of her ass cheeks. While the other demons and I will take her front and back pussy." The 2 demons nodded and went behind to her ass cheeks. "May you please your dark lord and majesty Satan with your body. It will belong only to him and no other. You won't be sexually aroused by any human but him. No human will ever enter this body. Reserve it for the dark lord and majesty and him alone."
"Satan." They moved down to her feet and legs.
"May your feet and legs always run and walk towards Satan and no other. Any problems you have, you will go to him. You will go where he goes. Stay when he wants you to stay."
"Satan."
"Now demons spread out in her body. As I preform the last ritual." They got in position of every part of her body inside. "This body is now reserved only for the dark lord and majesty the one and only, Satan. The King of Hell and the King of the world. This body is to let no one else in but him."
"Satan." He nodded.
"Satan." As soon as the ritual was completed, they exited her body and Beelzebub looked at her as she was sitting in a wheelchair in the hospital. "We will be back. We're not done, we're just getting started. Good day, Noelle." He bowed and left.