Date: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 16:50:33 -0700 (PDT)
From: reiedogawa@yahoo.com
Subject: Incubus Chapter 7

Incubus 7
By Rei Edogawa
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Once I had explained the place to Dad, he agreed to me going
home. I was going to have to alter Mom's mind, because she didn't know anything
about us. As to Shane, Dad said if I used my gifts wisely, then I wouldn't have
any troubles with the staff. There would be no reason to actually destroy the
place. Privately, I disagreed. The place was hell on earth.
I left Ollie to the tender mercies of my father, who would
be wowed beyond belief by the time I returned. Dad had his jet and pilot
waiting for me by the time I got to the airport. We took off and were on our
way.
The flight gave me time to think. I needed to make a plan.
Shane was in trouble. He needed me, but I needed to get to him first. Luckily
his parents didn't know about me, or so I hoped. They were conservative
Christians with archaic views. Anything they were doing right now was for his
own good.
When we landed, I found dad had arranged a rental car for me
to use. It was waiting for me in the hangar when I got there. It was the latest
Porsche, and it drove like a cloud. I got to my mom's without any problems. She
was in a state of shock when she saw me, and I had to alter her mind fast
before she really freaked out. It wasn't hard and she was cool afterward.
We talked for hours about my new life. She was happy for me.
She loved the description of my bathroom, she wanted one for herself. I
promised to see how much it would cost. I went to bed and got up early the next
day and went to see Shane's parents.
His parents weren't expecting me. We talked for a while, but
they were adamant. Shane was staying where he was, but they did give me
permission to visit.
I made my way to Divinity House and went inside. I took them
a long time to check me in, and even longer to bring out Shane. I was shocked
when I saw him. My powers started screaming at me to help him and I was going
to be only too happy to do so. I wrapped my arms around him when I saw him, and
he just stood there.
He had only been there a few days, and he was pale and
withdrawn. His blonde hair had been shaved down to a stubble. He was wearing a
white jumpsuit like he was in prison. His blue eyes had become dull and
lifeless.
I had to talk to him for a long time before I could get any
more out of him than the occasional grunt or nod. When he was ready, the story
came in bits and pieces.
He came home to a ransacked room. All of the things that
labeled him gay were found and spread out before him. All his magazines and
toys, his journals, and his DVD's were shown to him as his parents confronted
him and told him he'd been an evil son and was going to hell. They then brought
in the orderlies from Divinity House who took him away.
His first day was filled with counseling sessions as they
assessed him. That night they kept him awake all night and lectured him. Then
they kept him awake all day and that night when he was too exhausted to fight
back, they brought in one of the female residents who raped him while they
watched. The next day, he told them everything.
"Everything?" I asked.
"Yes Dick. Even about you and the others," he said. "They
are both here now. Joey and Jesse are separated and I can hear them screaming
for each other still. I don't know what they are planning for you Dick, but I
heard them talking about you. Be careful."
That was when they came for him. I guess talking to me gave
him courage because he fought them. I tried to help him, but I couldn't do
anything. Not without exposing myself. He started screaming long howls as they
dragged him away.
I headed for the door to leave but found the doors locked. I
turned to the receptionist to see what the problem was, but she wasn't there. I
then heard someone call my name.
As I turned to the person, every instinct I possessed
screamed at me to run. A doctor was standing there with two orderlies.
"Gentlemen, can I help you?" I asked.
"Yes," the doctor said. "My name is Dr. Hernandez and you
can come with these gentleman. You have been admitted for help. You need help,
Mr. Ford. We will provide it."
I turned defensive. "And what if I don't want your help?"
"It doesn't matter what you want," was the response. "Your
mother has signed the admissions forms and here you are to get help. God will
be so pleased. He is ever present and merciful. He extends his mercy to you, if
you will give up your life of sinfulness and embrace the light."
"And what life of sin am I accused of having?"
"Your homosexuality, of course."
With that he gave me the file he was holding. It was full of
pictures of me with Dad's hired help. Pictures of them taking their turn with
me. This was during my conversion, when I didn't have the power to finish and
dad used anyone to help me. Also in the file were my admission forms, signed by
Mom.
I threw the folder back at him and followed the men quietly.
I was seething inside, but I felt that if I was to take this place down, then
maybe it would be easier as a resident. However, I wasn't stupid. As they
walked me toward my cell, I reached out mentally to my father, but couldn't
reach him. So I reached out for Ollie instead.
One of our gifts was the ability to talk to people over
distances. If we had sex with them, we could control them for small spans of
time. Ollie was still at my house. I took him over and sent him running up to
the house. Luckily he was in a pair of shorts, he wouldn't have appreciated
running nude up to the main house.
He burst in on Dad in the middle of an orgy. Dad had time to
say Ollie's name before I said, "Problem with Mom. Has committed me to Destiny
House. Help, rumors of rape and mental torture are true. Friends have been here
for days. Out of time."
With that I let Ollie go. Dad would have to come up with
something, but I felt his anger. They took me to a cell and left me there day.
The bed's mattress was filled with sawdust. I lay on it and gathered my
strength.
They came at midnight for me. The orderlies wrenched me from
my bed and dragged me from the room. They took me to a white room where they
stripped me of my clothes and shaved my head. They dressed me in a thin white
jumpsuit. Then they took me to Dr. Hernandez.
As Shane told me, he lectured me on God's grace and love. He
read from the bible and tried to get me to pray with him. He then talked to me
about what was in store for me. When I was leaving I decided to play a trick. I
gave him my proxy, meaning any sexual release he had would find its way to me.
It was a way to gather energy without having sex. He would spend the day horny
as hell and when he had to relieve it, I would get the power.
They kept me awake that night and all the next day. My proxy
sated his lust several times that day, though I didn't know on who, but I had
my suspicions. It kept me going, and that night, right on schedule, they
brought in a woman to rape me.
I felt her and them before I saw them. I felt their lust,
but her, I was drawn to. Dad told me that there were people in the world who I would
be drawn to. They had some specific need that only I could give them. He said
that since I was gay that most of the people would be men, however, some women
would have some need that absolutely needed to be given and only I could give
it to them.
She was one of those people. I knew immediately what the
problem was. I couldn't explain how or why, but she had been pregnant recently.
Someone had performed an abortion on her, a bad one at that. I felt the
infection inside her, I felt the hemorrhage building from a punctured artery.
She needed healing, bad.
This wasn't like a cancer where a wave of my hand could heal
her. Any problems with the reproductive system were extremely hard to fix
because it was so delicate. Dad told me that the only way for a sex organ to be
fixed was with actual intercourse. I felt her need to live, to be free. I would
help her no matter my own feelings. I knew that I could heal her now, though I hadn't
been able to before.
When they entered, I noticed the men. They were filled with
lust for the coming show. They didn't know me. I used a drop of power to cool
their lust and to leave us alone. She was pretty. Long brown hair framed her
face and was pulled back into a ponytail. She had a dash of freckles across her
cheeks and nose. Her green eyes stared at me with a look of lifeless
acceptance.
She wasn't gay. She had been sent here for having sex and
being caught. Her parents had walked in on her and her lover. Her lover was the
pool boy. I grinned at my own memories and understood the desire. I wanted her
to enjoy this.
I unzipped the jumpsuit I was wearing slowly, giving her a
good opportunity to see my sculpted chest. I pulled back the opening until my
nipples were showing. I licked a finger and caressed one, making it darken and
pucker. Her eyes were on me the whole time; she couldn't stop looking. I went slowly
because this was a seduction spell. The tiniest mistake could break it.
I drew the zipper farther down to my crotch and pulled out
my penis. Her eyes now locked onto it and she gave a gasp of desire. I gently
pulled the foreskin back and forth from the head, making me semi hard. I gave
her a look and a sexy grin and she leaped at me, tearing her jumpsuit off in
the process.
I grabbed her and pushed her down to the bed. My jumpsuit
was off in a second and my face was down in her cunt. She moaned as I pleasured
her, my tongue running up and down her labia. I reached up with one hand and
started playing with her breasts. Her labia started to expand and lengthen. She
would be ready for me very quickly.
Once her juices started flowing, and she was nice and wet, I
didn't waste time. Spreading her legs, I quickly pushed inside her. She was
tight, but wet. I began to thrust inside her, she began to gasp as my cock
filled her up. I pushed in harder and faster and she gasped and started to
shriek as her first orgasm overcame her.
I flipped her over onto her stomach, and took her from
behind. Soon she was shrieking again as wave after wave overcame her. I then
stood up and fucked her in the air. She was screaming for it, begging me to go
faster and faster. I was close now. The pressure was building up and I threw as
much healing power into the orgasm as I could muster. I came with a roar, my
cum filling her full and spilling over.
It went deep inside her. I felt my seed flow into her uterus
and seek out the damage. It went to work healing the damage to her uterus and
killing off the growing infection. I knew she couldn't get pregnant from this,
but I also made sure that she couldn't get pregnant at least until she was 18.
I just took fertility instead of giving it.
Then they came back and took her away. I was left to spend
the night by my lonesome self. I knew that my father was nearby and his anger
was greater than that of my own. He would legally get us out of here, and what
I did next would get this place shut down permanently. I swore it to myself and
every other person in this place.
Each one was calling out to me for something. Some needed
physical healing, others psychological. There were teens that were crying out
for freedom, and some were just wanting the nightmare to end. I would free them
all and make Dr. Hernandez wish he had never started this hellhole.
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I know that many of you might be upset because of the
heterosexual sex, and I won't be making a habit of it. I want to be clear.
Places like Divinity House do exist in the world, and while most of us know
that being gay is not a disease or a sin, there are people who believe that to
be true. Some people go to places like this because they can't accept
themselves and wish to be hetero. If they can achieve it, more the power to
them. I don't judge.
What I do condemn, is the people who try to force others to
be someone they are not and make life hard for them just because they can.
Accept yourselves for who you are and never let anyone take that away from you.
Know yourselves and be yourselves. If you have any comments, please email me. I
love getting them. Reiedogawa@yahoo.com