Slowly, week after week, he developed his plan, testing his ideas when they weren't in the store and building his scheme gradually to work out any imperfections. By hiding a small speaker in the room, he could talk to them from outside, without giving away his location. The image was developed on movie film and projected on the wall with much more realistic effect. But there was always the outside chance that someone would catch on to his trick, so he had to do something to dull their minds enough to prevent them from trying to figure out, or find flaws in his act. The answer came to him – hide pot in the incense pans so it burns with the incense and they all breathe in the smoke, which will cause some effect on their thinking, taking their minds off solving the mystery.
As a final protection, he chose his niece as the subject for the first act. If anything went wrong at the last minute and he was caught, he could threaten his nephew and niece with the photographs, by convincing them that his sister would kill them if she knew what was going on at their parties.
The rest was simple to work out. As soon as the subject was tied and blindfolded, and the others left the room, he slipped downstairs and entered from the front door. Once inside the room he could lock them out until he was finished enjoying the 'sacrifice' they had set up for him.
'You should hear Kay's description of her rape by Satan,' Charles was saying as Tom, Jay and Ed sat with him in their favorite booth at the corner bar.
'Like what?' Tom asked with a frown.
'Like it was the best thing that ever happened,' Charles began with a big smile. 'His prick has grown to the size of the one on the chair by now. And even though she was scared, it seems it was the best fuck in the world. The thrill alone was worth it.'
'What are the other girls saying?' Tom directed his question to Jay and Ed.
'Cynthia and Gloria can't wait 'til next week,' Jay answered. 'They think it's great.'
'Ann said the same thing,' Ed added.
'Cynthia hopes she'll be next,' Jay said. 'But she's been interested in that Devil shit for a long time.'
'Most of the girls think it's great,' Charles said.
'I didn't know they went in for Satanism that much, but they all seem to know about it. And they want to learn more.'
'Hen I am breaking my ass trying to salve the mystery,' Tom said with aggravation, 'and the damn broads are enjoying it. Don't they realize how serious this could be?'
'Naw… Cynthia ain't worried,' Jay said. 'She thinks it adds spice to the meeting. And Gloria is so excited she keeps asking Kay to tell her about what happened over and over.'
'Margaret and Stella think you're doing is,' Charles said.
'What's the matter with these people?' Tom was getting excited. 'How could I do it, when I was in the kitchen with everybody else? Suppose it's some nut and somebody gets hun?'
'I hadn't thought of that,' Charles responded with growing concern.
'Suppose it really is the Devil!' Jay added fuel to the fear.
'Does anybody know what the Devil would do to us?' Ed asked.
'As long as we obey his orders,' Charles speculated, 'I guess he'd treat us pretty good. But if we did something to aggravate him… I'd hate to find out what he'd do.'
'I think it's some nut trying to take over our club,' Tom snapped back at them.
'Then how do you explain that funny feeling in the head that everyone had?' Charles asked.
'Someone could have spiked the wine,' Tom said.
They sat in silence, thinking about the problem. All but Tom were convinced it was something supernatural. Their minds preferred to dwell on that aspect rather than strain their heads to find a solution to the puzzle. Then Cynthia and Ann came in the door, which gave Jay, Charles and Ed an excuse to stop thinking about the problem, and they called the girls over to the booth.
'Margaret and Stella are standing outside,' Ann announced, sitting herself on Charles' lap playfully.
'Why don't we go to the store?' Cynthia said, without opening her coat. 'Margaret won't come in, and Stella can't. And we can't leave them out in the street.'
The vote was unanimous, just by the expressions on their faces, and they hastily exited from the bar. Before they got to the bus stop Tom flagged a cab and they were happy to get out of the cold. The eight of them packed into the taxi, giggling and getting into a party spirit, even over the cab driver's objections.
Once they were at the store, Tom found he couldn't get them to discuss anything serious, so he got a bottle of beer and sat on one of the mattresses weighing his thoughts alone. Meanwhile, Ann and Jay slipped out to the first bedroom, with Ed and Cynthia in the second. Charles was already pulling Margaret's panties off and setting her up for his favorite rear attack. When Stella saw she couldn't get Tom interested in any play she decided to go out to the kitchen for some wine. She only got as far as the bedroom with Ann and Jay, when she stopped to watch.
'Not so fast,' Ann was telling Jay. She was standing in the middle of the bed fully dressed, with Jay standing next to the bed, naked from the waist down. 'I want to have some fun first. You're not going to drop your load and run.'
Jay gave a begrudging nod of acceptance.
'Take off all your clothes and let me look at you.'
He took off the rest of his clothes and waited for instructions. Stella looked longingly at the big stiff cock sticking straight out from between his legs. She had always felt Jay was too big and fat to fall in love with, but she envied the long tool that went along with his big belly.
'You can undress me now,' Ann said, moving to the edge of the bed so he could unbutton her blouse, while she tantalized him with teasing glances at his naked body.
Jay was all fingers, fumbling with the buttons, which seemed to take forever to open. Stella was impressed with the way Ann conducted herself like a princess, ordering Jay to do this and that, making him remove the garments and fold them precisely the way she wanted them. It struck Stella as comical, the way Jay moved awkwardly around the bed with his chubby body all nude and bouncing loosely.
When Ann was stripped down to bra and panties she stopped him and had him join her on the bed. She made him kneel, while she examined his cock, the way Stella imagined a doctor would look at it for a disease. There was a wisp of a smile on Ann's lips, which Stella realized was from the torture she was putting Jay through.
Satisfied with the inspection, Ann removed her bra and expanded her conical tits at Jay. With a deep breath she reached out and took his head, forcing one of the cones of flesh into his longing mouth. But she wouldn't let him feel her or do anything but suck on her tit. Then she fell back on the bed and grinned up at him.
'Know what's waiting for you under my panties?' she cooed, spreading her legs, but keeping her brief, black panties between Jay and what he was longing to get at.
Jay just nodded. He was speechless with anxiety, afraid to take the initiative for fear of losing the reward.
Stella felt the inside of her own panties getting damp just watching. That Ann knew how to handle a man, she told herself.
'Well all you have to do is take off my panties,' Ann whispered with sexy movements of her lips, 'but you have to dolt with your teeth.'
Jay dove to the task, snipping and biting at the flimsy material, making Ann squirm and giggle as he desperately tried to remove her panties without tearing them. But the fragrance that was coming from the damp spot between her legs was driving him wild. He took time out to lick the moist spot, but the smell and taste triggered his urgency and he tore off the garment with his hands, diving frantically between her legs to mouth the fur-covered cove that oozed with honey. His tongue worked furiously inside her cunt, sipping, sucking, drinking the nectar that oozed out of the walls for him.
And was no longer the coy little kitten, teasing the giant – she was writhing on the bed from the snaking tongue in her weeping cunt. She didn't resist when Jay replaced his tongue with his throbbing cock, but reached up to desperately pull him down on herself. The bed bounced from the hard drives of his cock working in and out with squishing sounds.
The room reeked with the smell of sex as the couple reached a climax. Jay fired his charge into Ann with a loud grunt of relief. And Ann just gurgled with pleasure. The two bodies squeezed tightly together as the last spasm of their orgasm spent itself.
Stella hadn't realized that she had slid down the doorframe and was squatting on the floor in a heap of trembling flesh. She didn't care either. Her hand was inside her own panties, coaxing and teasing the burning itch
