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Nancy remembers her first communion.
It had been a special day. She stood before the priest, in her little white dress with the blue belt, head bowed as he blessed her. The wafer had been tasteless, but she recalled the wine, dry and bitter. She hadn’t liked it, but she kept that to herself. That was the blood of Christ, and she would be grateful for it.
She thinks Ruby’s pussy tastes a little like that.
The thought is blasphemous in the best way. Thirty-six hours ago, Nancy was a good Catholic girl, said her prayers every night, went to church on Sunday and confession on Wednesday, never drank, did drugs, had sex, or even swore. She worked as a secretary for the police as an act of service more than necessity, at least until she could finish her Masters in social work and start doing more meaningful work. Nancy was a good girl.
Now, she’s lying on a motel bed with a demon straddling her face, clumsily licking at her, desperate, with no real idea of what she’s doing or why she’s doing it. All she knows is one minute, she was on the floor of the police station with what appeared to be a little girl starting to rip her skin off, and the next she was in a motel room with Ruby next to her.
She had been saved from Lilith’s wrath. That’s what Ruby said. She had been rescued, because Sam and Dean refused to kill her, so Ruby figures there must be something special there.
And in exchange, Ruby wants a sacrifice. Not Nancy’s life, that has no value now, but Nancy’s chastity.
All things considered, it’s not a bad trade.
Ruby’s been so kind, too. Nancy’s still clothed, not even her braid undone. Ruby purrs over her, rocking gently, praising Nancy with every breath. Nancy licks and sucks, learning quickly. She’s never thought about this, didn’t even consider it would be possible. Sex is supposed to be between men and women, a penis, a vagina, maybe a hand on a breast, for procreation and nothing more. It never occurred to her that one could put their mouth on genitals.
It’s filthy, wet, and Nancy…
She wants more of it. More of the slickness sliding across her mouth and nose. More of the scent of sulfur overwhelming her, more of the bitter taste dripping past her lips. More of the weight, more of the hands reaching back to grope her through her clothes.
She doesn’t know what an orgasm looks like, isn’t really convinced women really have them. That’s what everyone always said, anyway. Women weren’t meant to feel pleasure. Men were, yes, but women were vessels. Made to do the sacred duty of carrying babies, not to enjoy it. Their joy came in the sacrifice, in the suffering.
But she feels it when Ruby shudders above her, thighs trembling, the bitter, wet taste growing stronger. Nancy whimpers and almost chokes, but then Ruby is pulling away and standing up.
“Good girl,” she coos. She leans down and kisses Nancy’s forehead. “You did so well.”
“Th-thank you,” Nancy moans.
She’s aroused, she realizes. That’s the wetness soaking into her panties and through her jeans. That’s the flutter in her stomach. She wants, more than she’s ever wanted anything before.
Ruby’s eyes flick down between her legs. “Now for the other part of the sacrifice,” she says.
Nancy swallows. “I…yes. Take it.”
Ruby smirks and kneels on the bed. She undoes Nancy’s jeans and gets them off, her grin growing as she sees the demure white panties underneath.
“Oh, such a good girl,” she purrs. She leans down and kisses the wet spot on the panties, and Nancy jolts at even that little contact. It feels amazing, and she believes it’s only going to get better.
Ruby carefully slides the panties down and sets them aside. Like they’re something precious, as precious as the delicate untouched flower they’ve uncovered. Nancy feels herself going hot, even as she presses her legs together to hide. Shame creeps over her. No one is supposed to see her body. No one should look, and even if they do, what will they see? Just a shy little girl, trying so hard to hold onto what little modesty is left…
“Ah, ah, ah.” Ruby pushes her thighs apart to reveal her inner secret. “No hiding, sweetheart. You’re too beautiful for that.”
“Please,” Nancy gasps, though she’s not sure what she’s begging for.
Ruby understands, though, because her mouth is right there, licking, sucking, and Nancy cries out. It’s all new, coursing through her like lightning, and she can’t do anything but lay there and moan, feeling everything all at once…
And then, just as she starts to tremble and cry, feelings overwhelming her, Ruby stops. Pulls away, not even touching her anymore.
Nancy whines, legs widening of their own accord now. Ruby laughs lowly at her. “You want more, I need more,” she says. “Let’s see the mountain tops, hm?”
It takes Nancy half a second to comprehend, but then she’s unbuttoning her shirt, fingers fumbling, nails catching, before the frustration becomes too much and she pulls hard, tearing it in half. Ruby laughs again as Nancy doesn’t even bother to unclasp the white lace bra, just pulls the straps down until her breasts fall free. They aren’t huge, but they are bigger than her sweaters would show.
Ruby seems to appreciate them. She runs her hands up Nancy’s body to grope them, rolling her nipples between her fingers. “Beautiful” she says. “I knew there had to be something good under that little cardigan.” Her mouth replaces one hand sucking and biting. It’s almost as good as it was on Nancy’s clit, but not enough, not near enough.
“Please,” Nancy whimpers again. “Please…need you, Ruby…”
“Aww.” Ruby pulls back. Cold air washes over the wet nipple, making Nancy jerk and shiver. “Poor little virgin…want your first orgasm?”
“Yes…yes, please!”
“And what will you do for it?” Ruby asks. “Your sacrifice…what are you trading for?”
Nancy’s eyes flutter open. “I thought…oh…I thought I was already repaying you…for saving me.”
“Oh, no,” Ruby says. “You repaid that with your mouth. Now if you want to know true pleasure, I’m gonna need a little more.”
“What?” Nancy gasps. “My soul?”
“Nothing so pedestrian,” Ruby says. “Wouldn’t do any good at this stage, we have the one we want. No, I want to keep you in this body. I want you to be my pet…my willing slave. You go where I say, do what I tell you, and in return, I’ll show you things the angels wouldn’t dare dream of.”
Nancy nods, barely comprehending. An eternity of this? That sounds better than the Heaven she so fervently believes in, so arduously worked for. She can ask for it, beg for it, maybe have it. The suffering can be over, and she can just have the reward that was always promised, without even needing to die for it.
“Good girl.” And then Ruby’s mouth is on her, sucking her clit, licking over the opening, and Nancy’s gone. Her legs shudder, a strange feeling clawing up through her stomach, shooting through her body, and then she’s screaming, back arching off the cot, her entire body seizing in ecstasy.
She doesn’t know how long it lasts, only that she eventually falls, panting, spent. Ruby pulls away from her, grinning with sharp teeth.
“Perfection,” she says, then kisses Nancy. Nancy moans helplessly, unable to move, but Ruby doesn’t seem to mind.
The kiss breaks and Ruby stands up. “I don’t think you need clothes anymore,” she said. “Everything off.”
It takes Nancy a moment to get her breath back, but then she’s moving, pulling off the remains of her clothing and tossing it aside. She tosses her headband aside, then hesitates, playing with the end of her braid.
“Undo it,” Ruby says. “You aren’t a good little church girl anymore…you’re my whore now, and my whores don’t try to look like virgins.”
Nancy pulls the tie out and shakes the braid loose, letting her dark hair fall free around her. Ruby reaches out and runs a hand through it, loosing the strands more.
“Good girl.” She snaps her fingers and all of Nancy’s worldly clothes vanish. “You exist here now…my naked little pleasure slut. You’ll forget everything…your life, your family, your God. The only thing you think about now is me, and what I do to you.”
Nancy nods. It’s not like she can go back; everyone thinks she’s dead already.
Maybe she is. Maybe this is the real Heaven.
“Sadly, I can’t be with you all the time,” Ruby says. “I have work to do, and I can’t take you along. So when I’m gone, you’ll stay here. All your needs will be met…there will be food, and water, and there’s a bathroom over there. Anything you want, you’ll have. While I’m out, you do whatever you like. Read books, watch dirty movies, do all the things you’ve denied yourself. My only ask is that you keep yourself ready for me…nice and wet and horny. Touch yourself, or I’ll get you some toys. Orgasm as much as you want. And when I come back, then I’ll make it even better.”
It sounds so amazing. Why had Nancy resisted all this time anyway?
“Any questions, pet?”
“No,” Nancy says.
“No…?”
“...Mistress?”
Ruby laughs. “I’ll take it.” She gets dressed. “I have to go now…be a good girl and enjoy yourself.”
Nancy nods, dazed, watching as Ruby leaves the room.
It’s only when the door closes that it hits Nancy exactly what she’s doing. Giving herself over to a demon, to the hedonism and sin she’s avoided her entire life. She hasn’t resisted, hasn’t even considered it. Maybe she should.
And yet…
What’s it all for, anyway? She’s been good, done everything God asked for her, and what did it get her? An army of demons attacking her workplace, followed by the scariest of all of them showing up to kill her. Probably wouldn’t have been a nice, painless death, either, with no guarantee she’d even get to Heaven after.
Well, she’s certainly not going to Heaven now. Might as well enjoy her time while she can. God didn’t interfere; none of his angels came for her. All that stood between her and the demons was the promise of another sacrifice, one that a pair of humans had prevented. And when that wasn’t enough, it was another demon who brought her to her own private salvation, far from the Eden she was promised.
Ruby will probably kill her eventually. When she gets bored, or if she takes things too far. Nancy can’t hope to leave, can’t even consider the idea that she can be redeemed. So now, all she can do is accept it.
It shocks her, as she gets up and goes to the fridge, how quickly she’s given in. In the moment, it had been easy, to offer up her body to Ruby’s sinful pleasures instead of to Lilith’s sadism, but to accept the life of Ruby’s pet forever…
Nancy idly wonders what would happen if she tried to leave right now. What Ruby would do. How long it would take to be caught again, what would become of her when she was. And even if she did leave, where would she go?
Besides, the fridge is full of her favorite foods, the ones her mother usually saved for special occasions. The bed isn’t exactly soft, but it’s comfortable enough. Now that she can look around, the room isn’t terrible. A little drab, a little dark, but not uncomfortable.
She makes herself a plate and settles at the counter to eat. Ruby had said she could have anything…maybe she should try indulging.
A little bit of concentration, and a bookshelf appears, full of the tawdry romance books she had read curiously as a teen, blushing and thrilled at the excitement of seeing things she wasn’t supposed to. She goes over and grabs one to read as she finishes her meal, the words filthy and overblown, and it feels…
It’s nice. Nancy can be happy here. Ruby’s right; she just has to forget.
*
Nancy doesn’t know how long it’s been when Ruby returns.
The kitchen never runs out of food; in fact, all Nancy has to do is want something and it’s there for her, and when she’s finished, the scraps and dirty dishes vanish at once. The bookshelf replenishes itself; every time Nancy finishes one book, a new one appears, each one dirtier than the last. She’s even turned on the TV a few times, all manner of pornography playing out in front of her.
And yeah, she touches herself. Now that the dam’s been opened, she can’t stop.
It’s electrifying, feeling her own breasts, pinching at her nipples. Intoxicating to rub at her clit. Thrilling to shove her fingers inside, seeking out anything that feels good.
And it is good, but it could be better. She misses Ruby’s hands, her mouth, the thrill of having another person to debauch her body with abandon.
Ruby comes back to find Nancy stretched out on the bed, one hand pinching and twisting a nipple, the other four fingers deep in her cunt, desperate and panting.
“Now that’s a pretty sight to come home to,” Ruby says.
Nancy whines. “Mistress…” She starts to pull her hand out of her pussy.
“Don’t stop,” Ruby says. “Show me how you cum, pretty bird.”
Nancy gets back to it at once, fucking herself as hard as she can manage, moaning and shaking as she finally dissolves under the burn of Ruby’s gaze. Just knowing that her mistress is back makes her heat up like none of the books or porn had.
Ruby’s eyes slide over her, burning as hot as her own hands. Nancy pants as she lays herself back fully, showing off every inch of her defiled body. She’s no longer ashamed; now, she feels beautiful, the mere idea of Ruby’s gaze making her dizzy, ready to go again and again, show her demon what she’s learned in the hopes of being touched and kissed again.
“Beautiful.” Ruby comes over and sits down on the bed next to her. “Is this what you’ve done this week?”
Nancy nods, slightly dazed.
“And how do you like it?”
“It’s good,” Nancy says. “Not having to think about anything else…just getting to enjoy it all.” She smiles. “I’m free.”
“Yes you are.” Ruby leans down and kisses her. “Now are you going to welcome me home properly?”
“Yes, Mistress.” Nancy sits up as Ruby undresses and lies down under her.
Ruby is slender, but well-muscled. Her hands are cold, but the core of her burns hot like a furnace. Nancy straddles her waist and starts touching, feeling soft skin under her fingers and lips, the faint taste of sulfur underlying everything. It should be repulsive, but somehow, Nancy finds it comforting.
She settles at Ruby’s breast, mouth latching on, and it’s…sweet. Comforting, even, to suckle at a demon’s breast. Ruby grabs her by the back of the hair and hisses. “Oh, yeah…you like that, don’t you?”
Nancy moans around it, her hand moving down between Ruby’s legs. Ruby is already wet, the heat of it burning Nancy’s fingers. Nancy finds her clit, stroking and rubbing, almost desperate, wanting to thank her but not wanting to pull away enough to speak. She’s learned her own body enough to know how to touch and where, and it’s easy, natural to apply it all to Ruby. Her hand moves with certainty, her lips pulling more insistently at the nipple, all to bring her demon every pleasure that could ever be offered.
“Good girl,” Ruby says. “It didn’t take much at all to turn you into a good little whore, did it?”
Nancy moans again. No, it really didn’t; it was as though the moment Ruby took her out of the station, everything that made her pure just melted away.
Maybe it was survival instinct. Maybe it was magic.
Or maybe Nancy had always been this way and just hadn’t allowed herself to embrace it until now. Maybe she was always meant to be a demon’s whore, and all her time denying herself was in vain.
This isn’t as frantic as the sex before. It’s…sweet. Almost lazy, just fingering Ruby and suckling at her breast. Nancy thinks she would be happy to just stay here forever.
Eventually, though, Ruby’s had enough and bats Nancy’s hand away. “Sorry, sweetheart, but even my body can get oversensitive.”
Nancy pulls off her breast. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be.” Ruby kisses her, and it’s gentle. Nancy kisses back, basking in it for as long as she can before they part.
They settle into the bed. Nancy lays on Ruby’s chest, content and even a little sleepy.
She hopes Ruby might stay for a while.
“Rest, Nancy.” Ruby presses a kiss into her hair.
“Will you be here?”
“I’ll do my best.”
When Nancy wakes up, Ruby is gone. She tries not to be disappointed.
*
Nancy doesn’t know how long it’s been this time, either.
She thinks it’s been longer since the last time Ruby went away. The thought is depressing, but more than that, Nancy is bored.
Mindless hedonism is all well and good for a while, but there’s only so much of it one can do before it starts to get old. And now that she’s indulged herself for so long, she finds it all so…unsatisfying.
Maybe she just misses Ruby. Sure, she’s learned her own body, tried everything Ruby left for her, but it feels so hollow.
The priests might have had a point in saying to save sex until marriage. To resist any temptation until there was another person there to see to it. After all, marriage meant someone would be there to love her when she wanted, didn’t it?
Except this isn’t marriage. Ruby doesn’t love her, Nancy knows that. She doesn’t think demons are capable of love, just sex, and maybe sometimes they feel similar, but it’s not the same thing.
And for a little while, she could be happy with that. But now…
Now, she wants to go somewhere else. Somewhere beyond this dingy motel room with all her needs met, where there’s more to life than masturbation and longing. Sure, she missed out on a lot by denying for so long, but now…
She wants to pick flowers, and eat ice cream on a beach. She wants to sit in the sun and dance in the rain, naked if she has to.
She wants to go outside. She wants to live, really live like she never did before.
…why can’t she?
There’s nothing keeping her here except her promise to Ruby. And Ruby’s not here.
Nancy finds her clothes. They aren’t clean, but that’s okay. She doesn’t braid her hair; that was a habit from another life.
The door is unlocked. Nancy’s a little bit surprised, but she supposes Ruby thought she would just be a good girl and stay put.
Well, Ruby’s unlocked a side of Nancy that she didn’t know before. The side that doesn’t do what she’s told.
She doesn’t even know what town she’s in. Or if she’s still in the same state. She’s pretty sure she’s still in America, at least, but that’s the best she can do.
But that’s okay. It’s nice to wander an unfamiliar city, seeing all the people around her, breathing it in. It’s so bright, and everything feels new. Nancy walks the streets, looking at shops and apartments and houses, people and their pets, and oh, how much she’s missed it.
She wonders if anyone sees her. She doesn’t exactly stand out, but she still wonders. Does she look different now? Can people tell that her virginity is gone? That she’s playing house with a demon?
But no, no one’s looking at her. Nobody sees her, no one cares she’s walking among them. She’s invisible, but she’s free.
She doesn’t have any money, which is a shame. Not that she needs to buy anything, but it would be nice. She can’t even go inside anywhere to sit awhile, but…
She wonders if this is the trade-off. An eternity of pleasure and safety, but to have it, she has to give up the world.
Well, fuck that. If she wanted to shut herself in, she would have joined a convent. No sex there, sure, but everything else was the same. The little room, all her needs met, nothing to do, nothing to see.
Is it worth it?
Nancy finally settles on a step, not even caring if someone doesn’t like it. She thinks about trying to bum a cigarette off a passerby, or maybe a drink, or any of the million things she hasn’t had before.
She doesn’t know how long she’s been sitting there before a pair of leather-clad legs stop in front of her. Nancy looks up to see Ruby standing over her.
“What are you doing?” There’s nothing gentle or flirty in that tone.
“I…” Nancy swallows. “I wanted to go outside…I want to live.”
Ruby glares at her. “Up. We’re going home now.”
Nancy doesn’t move. “You showed me how to be a bad girl,” she says.
“Yeah,” Ruby says. “And now I’m going to show you what happens to bad girls.” She grabs Nancy’s wrist and drags her to her feet. “Now are you going to walk back or do I have to drag you?”
Nancy considers resisting, but realizes it’s useless. Ruby is a demon, she can do anything she wants and there’s nothing Nancy can do to stop her.
Ruby pulls her back to the motel, up to the room, and then throws her on the bed. Nancy whimpers a bit as Ruby climbs up, pinning her down and tearing at her clothes.
“We made a deal,” she growls. “And that means I can find you, wherever you go. You belong to me, and you’re going to do what I say. Is that clear?”
“Or what?” Nancy asks.
“You’re about to find out.” Ruby flips her over on her stomach. “Don’t move.”
Nancy doesn’t, her breath speeding up. She doesn’t dare look to see what Ruby’s doing, but she can’t help but wonder.
It doesn’t take long before Ruby’s back, straddling her, tying her wrists to the headboard until Nancy can’t even think about moving.
“You wanted to be bad,” Ruby says again. “And this is what bad girls get.”
She slaps Nancy’s ass, hard. Nancy yelps at the sting, which is quickly followed by another, and another, blows falling too fast to keep track of. Nancy wails with the pain of it, but she’s also…aroused. She wants Ruby to keep spanking her. Wants the pain, the degredation, and fuck, she really has fallen so low, hasn’t she?
How did it happen so damn fast?
Ruby doesn’t slow the spanking at all, doesn’t tire or seem to hurt at all. She strikes until Nancy is sure her ass is bruised and she won’t be able to sit for weeks and then keeps going. Nancy cries and screams and begs but it doesn’t stop, not until Nancy has almost lost consciousness.
Only then does Ruby stop. Nancy breathes heavily, trying to keep herself awake. She knows that can’t be the end of it.
“You know, funny thing about demons,” Ruby says. “We can change our vessels around…well, at least I can. Advantage of knowing magic.” Nancy feels Ruby climb up behind her. “You haven’t been properly fucked before, have you?”
Nancy doesn’t answer. They both know the answer.
“Good. Means I get to pop that cherry properly.”
Nancy feels something warm and hard pressing against her. She knows what it is, but she doesn’t dare look. The idea of a penis is so…terrifying. Disgusting.
Arousing.
“Deep breath now,” Ruby says. Nancy obeys without thinking. She doesn’t have the choice to let it back out; it’s forced out as a scream the moment Ruby slams into her.
It feels…good. A little painful at first, but as Ruby keeps moving, keeps fucking into her, it starts to feel even better. Nancy clutches the sheets, crying out with each push, unable to do anything but feel it. It feels so big inside her, so deep, pushing in and out. It’s perfect, like it was made specially for her. And maybe it was, maybe Ruby crafted her body to match Nancy’s. Maybe this is how Ruby will keep Nancy from leaving again.
“You like it?” Ruby whispers. “Like having my cock fill you up? Want me to fuck you forever?”
“Yes,” Nancy moans. “Yes, please…it’s so good…”
“I know.” Ruby kisses her cheek and pulls her hair. “Feels good for me, too…you’re so tight, little virgin. Maybe I’ll fuck you in the ass later…I think you’ll like that, too.”
Nancy whines at the thought. She had never even considered it before, but now that it’s on offer…
Her body tingles with it, her pussy soaking and squeezing, trying to pull Ruby in deeper. She wants so much of everything, anything, as long as Ruby gives it to her.
“Touch me,” she begs. “Please, I need to…”
“Bad girls don’t get to cum,” Ruby says. “You exist for my pleasure…you lie there and be a good cocksleeve, and maybe you can cum later.”
Nancy whimpers and goes limp, letting Ruby use her. Love Ruby using her.
She’s almost unconscious again when she feels Ruby shudder and something hot and wet leaking into her. Nancy moans as Ruby stops moving and drapes her body over her.
“Are you sorry?” Ruby asks.
“Yes,” Nancy whispers.
“Good.” Ruby kisses her cheek then rolls off. “Now go to sleep and maybe I’ll untie you in the morning.”
Nancy doesn’t have any choice but to obey.
*
Nancy is a little surprised when she wakes up and Ruby’s still there.
She’s been untied and is lying comfortably. Ruby is lounging next to her, wearing her leather jacket and nothing else, a cigarette in one hand and her phone in the other. Nancy leans up to look at her, contemplating.
“Morning,” Ruby says. “Feel better?”
“I guess.” Nancy scoots a little closer. Ruby doesn’t push her away. “I’m sorry I disobeyed…I just wanted to see outside now…now that I’ve changed.”
Ruby sighs and puts her phone down. “Here.” She hands Nancy the cigarette. Nancy takes a drag and starts coughing at once. It tastes awful and burns her lungs in a way only Ruby’s pussy has before. Ruby smirks at her. “Not what you wanted?”
“No,” Nancy says. “Exactly what I wanted.” She takes another drag and it’s better this time. She could get used to it, but doesn’t think she’ll develop a real habit. “Do these remind you of home?”
Ruby looks confused. “Home? I haven’t had a home in close to eight centuries.”
“Hell isn’t…”
“Hell is Hell. There’s nothing homey about it.” Ruby holds out her hand and Nancy gives the cigarette back. “And as you might imagine, I’m not super popular down there, even for a demon.”
“Why not?”
Ruby huffs a little. “Becoming a demon…it means carving your soul into a new animal. Taking out all the parts that make you human…everything that makes you you. Memories, feelings, all of it’s gotta go until all that’s left is rage.”
“But not you.”
“No…not me.”
“Why?”
Ruby finishes the cigarette and lights another. “When I was alive, all those years ago, I sold my soul for power…became a witch. Learned magic…enough magic that when my time came, I cast a spell to protect myself. They could carve a lot off…but they couldn’t get at the core of who I am. Couldn’t erase all my memories. There are a few others like me, but I’m the loudest about it. So they hate me.” She smirks. “If only they knew.”
“Knew…what?”
“Lilith noticed what I’d done. She knew I was different…knew what I wanted, what I could do. So she took me under her wing, taught me everything. And now, I’m working to bring you paradise.”
“Paradise?”
“Yes.” Ruby pulls Nancy into her breast. “The world will end one day…and we’re going to build a better one.” She tips Nancy’s chin up and kisses her. “And you…I asked to keep you for a reason. When the world is remade, I will be on top. She’s promised so many rewards. And I will share them with you.”
“What about God, and the angels, and…”
“God fucked off a long time ago,” Ruby says. “And the angels…well, when they get involved, we’ll know the end is nigh. They aren’t the soft fluffy protectors you think they are…they’re scary. And they’ll do a lot more harm to you than I will.” She kisses Nancy again. “After all, I still have a few feelings. Angels are built without them. They’re programmed to do one thing and one thing only, and this is not it.”
“I guess that’s true.” Nancy curls into Ruby. “I’m glad you still have some feelings. I think you used to be a good person who just wanted more.”
Ruby laughs. “Not really…I was pretty pathetic. But look at me now. Unliving proof anyone can be anything if they want it bad enough.” She smirks. “So, Nancy…what do you want to be now?”
“Yours,” Nancy breathes. “That’s all I want to be.”
“Good girl.” Ruby kisses her again, then pulls her into her lap. “I think you’ve earned an orgasm or twelve.”
“Yes, please.”
They get to thirteen before Nancy taps out.
*
Ruby’s gone again a few days later. Nancy tries not to be sad, but now that she knows a little more…
Well, Ruby’s busy trying to end the world or whatever. Nancy doesn’t care. Ruby will come back when she’s ready, or bored, or…whatever.
So it’s back to reading, watching TV, pleasing herself. It’s as boring as before, but Nancy feels okay with it. She knows Ruby will come back, and that she can have anything she wants with just a thought. Probably a little bit of magic Ruby left there for her.
So she asks for alcohol, and likes it. She gets drunk and sings along to bad pop music and dances naked to it, unashamed. She asks for cigarettes and actually does develop the habit, knowing Ruby will keep her from dying of it. She asks for all the foods that are supposed to be bad for her and laughs as she enjoys them.
Sin, it turns out, is more freeing than anything Catholicism brought her. Letting go of the guilt only makes it better.
She misses Ruby more than anything else. Again. Wants to be fucked and held again. Wants to hear more about Hell, about where this path is leading her.
She doesn’t know how long it’s been when she wakes up to find someone standing over her. Someone who isn’t Ruby.
Nancy doesn’t scream, but she does tug the sheets over her breasts as she sits up. The person standing next to her is another woman, dressed in khaki pants and a white shirt.
“Who are you?” Nancy asks.
“None of your concern.” The woman tilts her head at her. “You are not the demon.”
“No,” Nancy says. “She hasn’t been here in…I don’t know, two weeks?”
The woman steps forward and presses two fingers to her forehead. Nancy blinks, but doesn’t move. Something tells her she shouldn’t.
“I see.” The woman steps back. “You are her lover.”
“It was better than being dead. I didn’t really have a choice.”
“You enjoyed it.”
“It was good, yes.”
“You love her.”
Nancy blinks, then nods. “I think there’s good in her. Or maybe there’s just a lot of bad in me.”
The woman stares at her, looking very quizzical. “You were a servant of Heaven once,” she said. “You could be again.”
“I don’t want…” Nancy stops. “Who are you?”
“Robiel…I am an angel of the Lord.”
Nancy gasps. “No…no, you…you can’t…I’m sorry,” she sobs. “I’m so sorry…I just…she wanted me, and it was good…it felt good, all the sins, all the…” She throws herself off the bed and falls on her knees. “Please…please, I can repent, I can be good…”
“I do not care what sins you have committed,” Robiel interrupts. “You are what the demon wants, which makes you a valuable asset.” She stares down at Nancy’s naked form. “Get up. Get dressed. And then you will come with me.”
Nancy doesn’t dream of disobeying. She scrambles to her feet and finds her clothes. She gets into them and reaches back to braid her hair, but Robiel doesn’t wait. She takes Nancy by the shoulder, and before she knows it, they’re somewhere else, in a beautiful room.
“You will wait here,” Robiel says. “We will come when we need you.”
Nancy nods and sits down. Robiel vanishes, and all Nancy can do is bow her head and start to pray for salvation.
Salvation she doesn’t want.
Salvation that doesn’t seem possible.
Salvation that will never taste half as sweet as a demon’s offering.