Waking Nightmares (MF) (Rape, demon, throat-fuck)

**Premise: A 20-old college student suffering from sleep paralysis receives strange advice from a Wiccan friend about her problem, and decides to put it to the test. Unfortunately, her supposed friend’s advice turns out to be worse than she could have possibly imagined…**

[For reference, here’s an image showing roughly what the antagonist looks like.](https://knowyourmeme.com/photos/1503331-sleep-paralysis-demon)

Sarah Green slowly lied down in her bunk bed. Feeling exhausted- there had been three different quizzes earlier that day- she pulled up the covers. Despite being tired, she couldn’t help but feel a bit hopeful. If what her friend had told her worked this night, she would be rid of a problem that had plagued her for her entire life.

Sarah’s first experience with sleep paralysis had took place when she was only a child. When it happened, a strange dark figure had walked into her room and ran his hands over her face, all the while whispering strange things into her ears. When she asked her mother, she was told that this happened to everyone in her family. As she grew older, the encounters turned from a rare nightmare into something that took place almost once every week.

When she told her colleague Jane Gelt about her nightmares, she received an odd idea for advice. As a Wiccan, Jane claimed knew a ritual that would prevent the demons from appearing. The spell was simple- sign her name on a piece of paper, recite a few sentences in a language that Sarah didn’t even know, and burn some stage. The most difficult part would be a small tattoo to act as a magic seal.

Sarah had never been superstitious, but no doctor or therapist she had ever talked to had been able to cure her issue. To rub salt in the wound, the majority of them had acted downright condescending when she tried to discuss her issue with them- one even laughed in her face after she told him the names she had given her tormentors. Jane, on the other hand, seemed to be the first person she met who took her seriously. Besides, if this failed, about the worst thing that would happen would be explaining the tiny glyph on the back of her neck.

***

At about five minutes past midnight Sarah woke up. Instinctively, she shook her arm a little bit. *Well, that worked. Looks like I just woke up a bit early tonight*, she thought. Then she saw the visitor.

Lynch had been her first demon. He was probably the most human-looking, too, with proportions similar to an adult man and some sort of clothing on, although since everything but his eyes was pitch black it was difficult to tell what kind it was. His most distinctive feature was some sort of hat, making him look almost like a pirate. Most oddly of all, however, was that he was standing on the other side of the room right now, even though as Sarah rose up she could clearly tell she wasn’t paralyzed at all.

What on Earth is happening?

Not wanting to stick around, Sarah jumped out of bed and turned towards the doorway. Lynch quickly moved in between her and the exit. She felt a chill run her spine as the demon raised his arms, his long, skeletal fingers made visible by the small amount of light from coming from her digital alarm clock. She stepped towards her right side and then to her left, with the demon moving back in front of her each time. The moment Sarah realized what was happening, Lynch charged at her and grabbed her with one hand on her throat and the other on her arm.

Sarah screamed and yelled for help, but nobody- not even her roommate Trish, who was sleeping right in the same room- seemed to notice. Lynch roughly swept her off her feet and then pinned her down on her own bed. Bizzarely, he started relentlessly removing her clothes. Her T-shirt was the first, with the demon sticking his hand under the waist of the shirt and pulling it straight up and off her. Sarah felt a sinking feeling as her medium-sized breasts were left exposed. “What are you DOING?!” she shouted in horror. Lynch seemed to take notice of this, although not in the way she had hoped. His left hand grabbed Sarah by the throat tight enough to make breathing difficult. While the hapless student tried to free herself from his grip, the creature used his other hand to strip clean her lower body. Having finished the first stage of his work, he dragged her off the side of the bed and forced her onto the ground. After taking a few seconds to catch her breath, Sarah got onto her hands and knees and looked at Lynch, hoping to discern what he was going to do next. What she saw, however, caused her to freeze in place.

Swinging from Lynch’s crotch was a long, thick cock. She could tell from it’s shape that it wasn’t nearly fully erect, and it was already about six inches long. Below it was a similarly large pair of nuts. Lynch turned to look Sarah in the eye, and she immediately knew exactly what was about to happen.

“No,” she said, trembling in fear. “Please no, I’ll do anything you want…” Uncaringly, Lynch grabbed her by her long brown hair and her neck, forcing her into an upright kneeling position. Sarah felt the head of his penis, already wet at the tip with precum, rubbbing against her face. She tried to move, but Lynch gave her a stunning slap on the side of her face. When she gasped in pain, the demon forced her head up and roughly shoved his dick into her mouth.

Sarah didn’t really like giving blowjobs, but she’d do them occasionally. However, Lynch’s cock- even at half-mast- made her feel like she was swallowing a rubber baseball bat. His precum, oddly enough, had an intoxicatingly sweet and fruity taste to it- Sarah felt herself starting to suck off the beast before she managed to snap out of it. The demon, however, wasn’t pleased with her lack of effort. He put a hand at the back of her head and began pistoning into her mouth at a pace Sarah had never witnessed before. As his member grew and reached it’s full size, it started rubbing against the back of her thoat, triggering her gag reflex. She started to squirm and choke uncontrollably, but Lynch didn’t care at all. He started slowing down for a few seconds for her to catch her breath, but would go back to face-fucking her relentlessly again until she felt like she was going to pass out,

After a few agonizing minutes, a shudder ran threw Lynch’s body. With a suddeness that could only be the result of practice, he mercifully brought his penis back from the wall of Sarah’s throat, giving her some breathing room. His cock furiously pulsated as his cum came pouring out and into her mouth. Sarah’s eye’s went wide as she tasted the thick fluid- if Lynch’s precum had been sweet, his semen was just plain delicious. She swallowed up his juices without hesitation. After she was finished, she looked up at Lynch.

“So… I guess this is over?” She said in a pleading tone, not sure what to expect.

Lynch didn’t speak, as she had learned to expect. Instead, he grabbed her on the hips and flung her up onto the bed. Before she could figure out what was happening, he turned her around and dragged her to a point where her head was facing up and right off the edge. Sarah, who was blinking through tears at this point, saw Lynch’s fully erect cock and balls point down from above her.

“…Again?” she said, trying to make sense of what was happening.

Lynch pushed her head down and immediately begin thrusting himself into her mouth. From this position, Lynch was able to slide his dick further down her throat than before, and was clearly enjoying doing so. As he continued to use her like a whore, Sarah tried to understand what was going on,

How could her friend’s advice have backfired so disastrously? She had done the entire ritual exactly as she was told- maybe her demons were different than the one’s Jane was used to? Did her incomplete understanding of the process trigger a failure?

How could this of all things be happening?

After what felt like a lifetime, Lynch came once again. This time, he pulled out and busted his nut all over her face. Sarah was too exhausted to even lap up the cum. She lied there, mostly limp, waiting for her demon to begin screwing her again.

This time, however, Lynch seemed to have had his full. He walked away from the bed, and them seemingly melted into the shadows, leaving his victim lying precociously off the edge of he bed.

Sarah was too tired and exhausted to do anything. After moving off the edge and wiping his cum off her face, she passed out, without a slightest idea what she’d do in the morning.

***

This is only the first chapter. I plan to write quite a lot more…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gxj7d2/waking_nightmares_mf_rape_demon_throatfuck