Gore Whore [Kassyghost and Darkest Nightmare]

[Darkest Nightmare]

Pulsing, deep bass sounded first, a sinister riff that caused a cheer of recognition to erupt in the audience. The bass line built in intensity, getting louder every measure. Then, with no warning, deafening, distorted guitar chords lashed out and drums exploded into a pounding, machine gun attack. Stage lights flashed on to illuminate the crowd, which surged in expectant rhythm as the band launched into the chorus of their final and most popular song. The lead singer screamed his words, fighting to be heard over the instruments, but the audience drowned him out as they sang the lyrics back in unison.

Take my flesh, take my soul
Take my heart, take it all
Sacrifice my life for you!

The lead singer, Kjell Hammarström, stepped back from his mic and let the frothing crowd repeat the chorus without him, strumming his guitar and nodding approvingly. Sweat from the exertion of the long set was running down his face, ruining the caked on white corpse makeup and matting into his long, black hair. Shirtless, the tall man had a tattooed torso that was dominated by a central inverted cross, his fuck you sign to Christians and normals. An ammo belt wrapped his hips, a hunting knife attached, and black leather pants matched studded leather wrist cuffs to round out his ghoulish look.

Kjell's black metal band, Sworn to Erebus, had come a long way in the last year, mused the charismatic frontman as he listened to the fans sing his song back to him. Not long ago, they were opening for poser metal bands to crowds of fifty that mocked them for their makeup. Tonight, a crowd of almost a thousand packed this hall, with hundreds more turned away at the door. Almost all of them wore gruesome corpse makeup like Kjell and his two bandmates, with the most faithful calling themselves the Sworn.

Hades is hungry, Hel needs souls, Erebus consumes them all...

Their meteoric rise in the very underground black metal scene had been a total surprise; they literally were unknown last summer. The reputation had grown quickly that these guys were "core", self-professed prophets of forgotten, dark gods, spreading their black sermon, and treating each concert like a religious ritual. This was the traditional last song of the night, Sacrifice, and built to a frenzy that had given their shows a reputation of promoting violence and danger.

Judas was my hero... only death will end this lie

Behind him, as Kjell sang the ending verse, a red light illuminated a black altar on which a slaughtered, bloody pig lay. Venues unfortunately were rather strict in prohibiting killing live animals during concerts (thanks Ozzie!), so a butchered and unbled pig was the best they could do. The band played a final chorus, the crowd joining in again with even more intensity, and the song segued into the ending, crazed guitar solo. Kjell's fingers flashed on the guitar neck as he picked frantically, head nodding. His solo climbed in pitch and speed, long hair now thrashing as he banged his head faster and faster. At the screaming apex, with no where else to go, he simply tossed his instrument to the ground like a spent weapon.

Turning as the crowd screamed in hungry anticipation, Kjell pulled out his knife and started hacking at the pig with savage ferocity. His two bandmates joined him, using their own knives and spraying blood into the air with every brutal blow. Fans in the front row were close enough to get droplets splashed on them, which they seemed to relish and even reach to touch.

Finally, the pig in ruins and the only noise being the bloodthirsty cheers of the crowd, the three bandmates turned and held up their knives while standing side by side. Their bloody, sweaty and makeup coated faces were somber, eyes blazing.

The lights cut out.

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Kjell ignored the proffered towel and congratulations from a roadie as he went backstage, he'd clean up later. After the intensity of the show, he was still full of adrenaline and in stage character. Being as messy, scary and ghoulish as he must look now felt right.

"Make sure the girl gets in... the one I showed you and her friend," Kjell barked at the security head as he walked by and turned to the green room with his two bandmates traliing behind. Inside would be plenty of booze, drugs, and women, exactly what they needed to unwind and celebrate their most successful concert to date.

And, assuming the security detail didn't fuck up, one of Kjell’s old groupies would be there soon as well. A smile widened on his bloody and and makeup smeared face as he thought of her. What a find she was. Young, fun and slutty, he’d been a bit disappointed when she had moved out of town. He had no shortage of groupies these days, but every rock star wanted a reliable fuck toy. And now he was back in the area and tonight she had said she was bringing a friend...

 

[Kassyghost]

Kassy Moon stood in the crowd, covered in sweat, (both hers and strangers) and pig blood. Her hair messed, her Slayer T-shirt torn, her right breast exposed while some long haired tattooed stranger groped her ass through her black booty shorts from behind her. It was truly a grand departure from what she looked like just a year ago, and to any who knew her she was barely recognizable from the person she once was.

Last year around this time she was your average 15 year old girl, her hair was blonde back then and she used to keep it up in high pig tails like all the cheerleaders in her peer group did. She wore bright colored clothes, cute but not too revealing, and her personality wasn't sullen, but perky and upbeat. This was of course before that fateful day when her father died, then everything changed.

She'd always been her Daddy's girl, so much so that it brought mild jealousy from her mother and older sister, but she was unfazed. Until the days before Christmas when they got the call that the man of the house had been killed on the highway by a drunk driver. It had crushed the entire family, but none more than Kassy. She quickly slipped into depression and her mother sent her to a psychiatrist for grief counselling.

She could still remember opening one of the gifts her father had left under the tree before he died, it was a black cable knit sweater and as her personality took a turn for the darkside, all the brightly colored Disney themed wardrobe went into the garbage and was replaced with noir inspired dress code. She even died her hair from it's natural blonde to a dark auburn and dark makeup.

Of course most the kids at school had just assumed she was another victim of the Emo/goth movement and she was ostracized from the popular cliques until she was just another loner sitting by herself during lunch periods. It was around this time that she met Vikki Cain, she was new to the school and immediately gravitated to Kassy due to a similar fashion sense.

Vikki was far more hardcore than Kassy though, while Kassy's music tastes had moved into the whining emo genre, Vikki introduced her to Black Metal. The imagery and lyric of the bands was as macabre as Kassy current emotional state and soon she was as big of a scene girl as Vikki was. They'd sneek out and go to shows of up in coming Core acts and Kassy finally started to come out of her shell again.

The day Vikki came into school and told Kassy the 'big news' was really when Kassy's life took the turn we are about to read about. Vikki was static when she told Kassy about her Boyfriend's band moving to town. They'd lost their drummer and had to relocate to this area for a replacement. Tonight they had backstage passes and Vikki was bringing Kassy along to meet them.

During the show Vikki had been caught up in a mosh pit and swept away leaving Kassy by herself. Kassy couldn't believe what she was seeing on stage, it was captivating. Now as Kassy stood stunned in the crowd after the mesmerizing show when Vikki came up from behind her. She slapped at the goon that was grinding against Kassy. "Get off of her..." Vikki cursed at the guy. "Hey come on, lets go back stage and I'll introduce you to Kjell. I haven't seen him since I moved to this Podunk town, come on!"

The backstage was a maze of hallways filled with drug out faces and other half naked scene girls trying to make it in one of the green rooms. Vikki held up her laminate backstage pass and cruised the two of them passed the crowds. As the door of the notorious den of debauchee opened Kassy saw the man of her dreams, and then was crushed when Vikki led her right up to him.

"Hey...Hey Kjell, put down that groupie and let me introduce you to my new friend, she's the only one in my school that has any taste in real music." Vikki yelled over the cacophony of conversation, walking up to him and planting a big tongue kiss onto the handsome tattooed musician.

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

The main green room, where the band, roadies and groupies had gathered, was a haze of cigarette and weed smoke. Sworn to Erebus music blasted from one corner, but loud conversation and shouting almost drowned it out entirely. Kjell was sitting on a stool, leaning against a table in the kitchen section of the large room. Next to him on the table, a roadie was thoughtfully cutting enormous party lines of coke while another was arranging bowls of labeled pills, E, painkillers, qualudes, etc. They'd have around an hour in this room before the venue kicked them out, with the after-party for the core crowd already set to be at the large loft apartment Kjell shared with his bassist and closest friend, the appropriately nicknamed Gool.

A tall, skinny man with long, curly black hair, Gool also still had his corpse makeup on, the most elaborate makeup of the three band members by far. Always into his role, he almost never left character these days. Gool was on a couch with his arms around two groupies, who were reciprocating by placing their hands inside his black jeans. Kjell smiled at his friend. A year ago Gool wouldn't have gotten the time of day from girls like that. Amazing what fame and killer music can get you, but of course there was a cost to all this. A cost more than worth it, so far.

"I think you are like... ummm.. sooo amazing. The lyrics on Church of Sodomy are sooo deep! I mean, you could fuck me like a priest anytime," said the most recent groupie that was pressed against Kjell's side. Dyed white hair and matching white face paint gave her a ghoulish look, while the torn plunging t-shirt (Sworn to Erebus of course) that exposed her deep cleavage gave her a sluttish look. Both looks would be appealing to Kjell normally, but he was still waiting for Vikki and gave the girl a distracted nod as he sipped from his beer. Her fingers tentatively moved to touch his bare stomach when he heard Vikki's voice shout across the room.

"Little girl, there you are," said Kjell with a raspy voice, hoarse from hours of screaming. Without a second thought, his arm pushed away the groupie that had been hanging on him, and he pulled Vikki in for a wet, sloppy kiss. Makeup, blood, and sweat didn't seem to faze this girl and Kjell felt his cock stir in his leather pants as their tongues swirled. It had been a while with her. Pulling away, he held the teen at arms length and admired her full breasts and curvy body. For a girl that young to be this stacked was absurd. "Have you missed me? Can you tell I've missed you."

With the last comment, Kjell took one of her hands and placed it on the inside of his thigh, where she would be sure to feel his cock hardening through his leather pants. Finally he turned to look at Vikki's friend, assuming he'd have to fake being interested in another wannabe scene girl when he really just wanted to fuck Vikki.

Well the girl was surprisingly attractive, maybe even a little younger than Vikki in appearance. Her face was what made her look young he realized as he studied her. Vikki had a natural sluttiness that oozed sex and made her appear older, but this girl was cute and looked almost innocent despite her outfit. And what an outfit she wore! Her torn t-shirt half-hid a pair of large, full breasts and those booty shorts screamed "fuck me" while hinting at a luscious ass. Something stirred in the jaded rock star's body, a craving but with a new twist, and he let his cock grow even harder as he gave Vikki's teenage friend another once over. She looked like the kind of girl that shouldn't be back stage at a death metal concert, she had dressed the part but was in over her head now. The kind of girl that shouldn't be anywhere near a depraved rock star like Kjell, and that thought was very arousing.

"Hey, Vikki's friend. I'm Kjell. Did you like the show?" Kjell asked, blue eyes locking onto the young girl as he gave her an wolf-like grin. His eyes dipped to her chest and then back up. "I like your shirt, but it sucks that Slayer has a lot of poser fans these days, right?"

A bit of a challenge in his question, to see how she'd handle it.

"So... tell me about yourself."

 

[Kassyghost]

Kassy's eyes darted around the room, a big table of assorted drugs and paraphernalia in one corner, two girls giving the bassist of the band a handjob right here out in the open, practically everybody wearing corpse paint and blood on their faces, she realized she was over her head. Sure she'd feigned interest in this lifestyle in order to pull Vikki in closer as her new confidant but now here in the epicenter of the scene things seemed too alien for her immature mindset to cope with. She'd never even seen cocaine in real life and now there was big piles of the stuff only a few feet away from her, let alone something as risque as two girls performing a sex act on a musician right there on the couch.

Kassy caught herself, felt the clench of her jaw muscles loosen and go slack, she brought her hand up to her face in order to cover the first time tourist in the big city expression she was making but realized in doing so that her exposed breast was now visible. She dropped her hand back down to cover the bare aerola which was exposed through the rip in her shirt, forcing her face to hold a look of composure. Vikki had finished kissing her boyfriend, the shirtless hunk standing off to one side of the room, and spun back around to introduce Kassy.

"So this is the chick I texted you about, in this whole stupid little suburban town, she's the only one who listens to death metal. Cute isn't she?" Vikki asked as she wrapped her arms around Kjell's shoulders and showed her claim to him so that the groupie she'd just dislodged would get the hint. Kjell however seemed not so interested in Vikki's advances as he was in Kassy's awkward posture.

Kassy stared back, unable to pull her eyes off of Kjell's magnetic gaze, she was scared and more than a little excited, but mostly she was self conscious about her appearance, everyone else in the green room was decked out in leather arm spiked uniforms and blood splattered corpse makeup, where as she seemed, under dressed, which was further compressed when the sexy guitarist mentioned the fact that she was wearing T-shirt of a band that catered to junior high posers, Kassy blushed.

Vikki had tried to talk her into doing the whole makeup thing, showing her just how to apply the thick white pancake base coat and then using a mascara pencil to draw on the black designs, but Kassy had been concerned that she end up with a bad case of acne, so instead chose to just apply thick ring of eyeliner and use her thumb to drag streaks of black tears down her cheeks. This coupled with the reproduction of the vintage thrash metal band T-shirt she'd picked up at Hot Topic at the mall and the cute black booty shorts had completed her outfit or so she thought. Vikki had gone the whole nine yards, complete with a decent facsimile of Kjell's own warpaint on her face which was now blood smeared after the passionate kiss they'd shared.

Kassy stammered for a reply but couldn't come up with anything that didn't make her sound more stupid than she already felt. The truth was that she couldn't name a single Slayer song and the only reason she'd even bought the shirt was because of the cool artwork on it. Sure 'Reign in Blood' was printed on the backside of it but she didn't know if that was a song name or an album name, but the depicted goat headed man sitting on a throne in a hell full of demons seemed appropriate for tonight's show, now though that she was being questioned about it she realized the error of her way. Vikki had told her that the shirt was a good choice but seeing her dressed in a bootleg Sworn to Erebus shirt she looked more the part.

"I uh.....I like their earlier stuff more, the new stuff is a little too mainstream." Kassy said trying to cover her ignorance on the subject and prayed they wouldn't press her farther on the subject. She offered a quivering nervous smile but her stomach was doing backflips and she could feel the anxiety creeping in on her. Then Kjell asked her about herself and she knew it was more than she was willing to share with her nerves so hard pressed. Her eyes kept darting over to the bassists face as the two girls stroked his dick, then over to Vikki's hand as she massaged the large bulge in Kjell's leather pants and then back up finally to the wolf like gaze he was staring at her with, and she thought she might puke.

"Vikki? Where's the bathroom? I need to....pee." Kassy asked, but the truth was that she thought she might toss her cookies and didn't want to do it in front of the band.

"What's wrong Kass, you are looking a bit green around the gills, you feeling okay?" Vikki asked back, but the smirk on her lips showed that she was making fun, just a little bit.

"Yeah...fine....just need to piss, where's the bathroom?" Kassy restated, pulling her gaze away from the animal like glare of Kjell's. There was a door near the back of the room and Kassy didn't wait for Vikki's response she pushed through the crowd filling the room and headed straight for it.

Vikki giggled, kissing and sniffing at Kjell's neck while groping his big dick through his pants. "Sorry babe, I think she's probably still a virgin, this is probably all a little bit much for her. Not me though...I've fucking missed you so much and all I can think about is how you titty fucked me before I had to move away. You know I'm not the jealous type but when I come in here and see some flat chested twat groupie hanging all over you, all I can think about is how much I wanna fuck your brains out." Vikki whispered into Kjell's ear.

Kassy practically ran to the door, a brief knock with no answer and she wrenched the doorknob and jetted inside. Her heart was racing and her stomach was dancing around inside her like it wanted out of her body, there was something else too, another feeling that she couldn't really put her thumb on. It was a tingle that was emanating from her shorts, a certain warmth she'd only ever felt when she was by herself and her hand slipped down to her crotch. What could possibly be turning her on? Was it Kjell? His gaze seemed to penetrate her very soul and although she was terrified of him, she was also completely enamored, that wasn't good, he was obviously Vikki's boyfriend.

Kassy spun around from her position against the door and got the surprise of her life, she wasn't alone in the bathroom after all, sitting on the toilet was the new drummer of Sworn to Erebus, his pants around his ankles and a needle hanging out of his arm. His head was rolled back on his neck and leaned against the wall with his eyes rolled back in his head. "OmiGOD....what the fuck?" Kassy murmured in terror. "Dude....dude are you alright?" Kassy asked, kicking at his booted foot trying to get a response, but he seemed to be out cold.

Kassy jumped up and shot right back out of the door, her face now appropriately whitened from shock, she had laser like focus as she made her way back toward Vikki. "Hey....lets go....please... please Vikki....I'm uncomfortable, I think there might be a dead guy in the bathroom, can we please fucking GO?" Kassy pleaded.

Vikki who had moved from just groping Kjell to sticking her own hand down Kjell's pants turned with a frustrated look on her face. "Geez Kass...what the fuck, quit acting like such a child." Vikki started to scold her, but saw the earnest look of horror on Kassy's face and switched tones. " Fuckin-A Kass, way to kill the mood...Kjell baby...is there some place we can go...maybe a little more private so that Kassy doesn't have a fucking heart attack? Do you guys still have the van, or are you staying in one of the local motels?"

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

Kjell watched the young girl with growing amusement. She looked young and innocent, yes, but her body language as he spoke to her made it all too clear she was even more pure than he had suspected. Kjell had seen starstruck groupies before, but they had just been in awe of him. This girl, well she was shocked by every little thing that was going on in the room, from the drugs, to the outfits, to the blatant sex acts happening on the couch behind her. Her head seemed to swivel endlessly, eyes bugging at each new sight, unable to find a safe place to rest her vision that wouldn't cause her visible discomfort.

In over her head, definitely, but now starting to drown.

"All of their stuff is mainstream, but it's good music," Kjell said simply, his shoulders giving a casual shrug. Even his simple Slayer question seemed to make the girl squirm, her smile nervous and faltering. She probably hadn't listened to even one song by them in her life. Kjell was going to call her on it, but figured it would only make her more of a wreck. He wanted to learn more about her first. "They put on a good show, but it isn't real. They are an act. That's difference between being a performer versus a messenger, like us."

Her eyes seemed to dawdle on Kjell's crotch, where Vikki was massaging his very visible bulge. Kjell felt a surge of depraved heat. Was she so innocent she'd never seen a man getting teased like this before? Had she even felt a cock herself yet? No, she couldn't be that pure, yet the idea made his cock throb and grow even harder under Vikki's touch.

And then she was gone. Her face had turned pale under her smudged black mascara in a manner that made Kjell worried she might actually puke before she ran to the bathroom. Was she really physically ill just from what she was seeing in the green room?! Vikki was talking in his ear, her fingers at his waistband, and Kjell suddenly remembered the big titted girl was at his side. His infatuation with her friend was forgotten for a second as his mind shifted back to the idea of fucking Vikki, which was never a bad backup plan. The little slut's hand was sliding into his leather pants and Kjell arched his back slightly to accommodate her.

"Mhmm, that feels good. See how hard you have made me? Little baby, don't rush, we have all night," whispered Kjell back to the eager teen. The pants were tight, but her hand had found a nice firm grip and was rubbing up and down his shaft, a tingling ring of pleasure moving on his aching rod. Kjell's hand went up to one of Vikki's luscious breasts, cupping that melon hard through her tight t-shirt and letting his thumb and index finger find the nub of a nipple to pinch. His face leaned forward to kiss the girl again, but something she had said stuck in Kjell's mind. He pulled back to stare at her in disbelief. "Wait... did you say she was a virgin? Do you really think that?"

It suddenly seemed obvious that she was and Kjell grew distracted for a second as his mind raced. A virgin offered so many possibilities, not just for his own fun in turning her into a slut as dirty as Vikki, but other ideas were popping up that were even more rewarding. He could use someone like her, he might even need her.

"Fuck, a virgin?! And this is her first black metal concert and first time backstage. We should make tonight special for her," murmured Kjell with a shake of his head before he kissed Vikki. This time his kiss was hard, his tongue pushing deep into her mouth as he invaded her roughly. That hand on her breast pinched again, squeezing her nipple ruthlessly. He pulled away to stare at the teen intently, seeking permission in his next words, but his tone made it sound more like a command. "You know what would be hot... real hot. Me fucking you with her watching us. You'd be cool with that right? Maybe you even showing her how to suck a dick so well like you do. I won't fuck her, that's just for your pussy. But let's make her into a real metalhead tonight."

The girl was back, Kass seemed to be her name. She'd been too nervous to even give it to Kjell earlier. She didn't look much better, but a change in venue might improve her state of mind. That and maybe something to take the edge off. He had coke and liquor in his dressing room and that should be more than enough to make Kass more game to party.

"The van, Vikki? We aren't fucking nobodies on Soundcloud anymore. I got a loft apartment with Gool for the month while we rehearse with our new drummer. We got that national tour coming up you know," replied Kjell. He stood up suddenly, forcing Vikki's hand out of his pants, but the bulge of his hard cock was clearly visible going down his thigh. "The party is moving to my loft in a bit, a little smaller crowd, but let's go into my private dressing room until we leave. We can relax in there and chill out away from the crowd. Let little Kass here get comfortable."

Kjell grabbed Vikki's hand and reached out and took Kassy's with his other, giving the innocent girl no other option as he led the pair towards his dressing room door in the corner of the Green Room.

 

[Kassyghost]

"of course I'd be cool with that, but I don't know if she'd be down." Vikki responded to Kjell's inquiry about including Kassy into the mix. She smirked as he pinched her nipple and tongue fucked her mouth. When Kassy returned from the bathroom she was sheet white and scared out of her mind, babbling about a dead body in the bathroom. The door was still open and Vikki could see the new drummer 'relaxing' in there on the toilet, sure he was high as fuck but his chest was still moving with breath, so probably not dead.

"It's okay Kass, he's just nodding off, listen Kjell wants us to go and hang out in his dressing room, you wanna come, it's more private." Vikki tried to calm her innocent young friend down but Kjell didn't wait for the answer, he grabbed both the girl's hands and started leading them off toward his dressing room to the catcalls of several of the band members. "Fuckin two at a time!"

Kassy was innocent but she knew what they were assuming was going to happen, afterall they looked liked a couple of groupies and groupies got fucked. She didn't care as long as they got out of here, she would deal with any inappropriate advances if that went down, or maybe she wouldn't , Kjell was super hot and if Vikki wanted to share him, she might just be okay with it.

The room Kjell led them to was small, only 6ft across and the only furniture was a shitty faux-leather love seat and a table with a mirror. On the table was an assortment of dope and booze, Kassy ignored it and walked over to the couch and flopped down, breathing a sigh of relief after leaving the crowded green room. Vikki strode right in, and immediately pulled her T-shirt off letting her big pierced tits out for some fresh air. She pushed Kjell against the table and dropped to her knees in front of him, groping like a hungry animal at the notable bulge in his leather pants. "You wanna suck his dick with me?" Vikki asked as she fumbled with the buckle of his belt.

"You're gonna blow him with me in the room?" Kassy asked innocently.

"Yeah babe, you wanna join in?" Vikki reasserted as she roughly yanked his length free and started sloppily licking the head of the anaconda. "Ewww....you fucking stink!" She said looking up at Kjell, referring to the sweaty meat sausage in her hands. But she wasn't as disgusted as she made out to be as she slammed it down her throat happily.

"Holy shit Vikki....how do you breath like that?" Kassy asked, her eyes darting back and forth from Kjell's face and back down to Vikki's as she deep throated him. "Wow, you are really big." Kassy said in a breathless whisper.

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

"Let's make sure she is down for it then," replied Kjell to Vikki before Kassy returned. "I want to nut on a virgin's face... before I fuck you of course."

Their new drummer, Laird, was fond of H, just like their old one had been before his tragic death. Sam had OD'ed 9 months ago, right before the band's went from popular to white hot in the black metal scene. Gool and Kjell owed a lot to Sam, but Laird was already more bought in to Sworn to Erebus than Sam had ever been. It would suck if Laird OD'ed as well, but, hey, drummers are easy to find. He was likely alive, but one of the roadies would deal with him and Kjell could care less at this point as his priorities were squarely on getting these two teenagers in a more private setting.

The catcalls were nothing new to Kjell, but he could see Kassy was still a little on edge. Once in the dressing room, the door firmly locked, Kjell let Vikki get to work. She was such a horny little slut, it was amazing that she was still a teenager given how well she could suck a dick. Those fucking tits just never grew old and as the dark haired teen got on her knees in front of him, Kjell felt his cock, which had softened during the walk over, start to swell and harden again. His ammo belt was unbuckled first, Vikki's eager fingers working fast, then his leather pants were dropped to his ankles. His cock sprung out and almost hit the girl in her face as it throbbed in anticipation.

"Of course I stink, I just fucking worshipped Erebus for three hours," said Kjell as he looked at the kneeling, topless teen, her face still painted white and covered in smeared black mascara. Those luscious melons hung temptingly below him, so big and jiggling nicely as she started to tug his cock. "Show me how much you love my stanky cock. Get it nice and wet. I want you to swallow it the whole fucking thing."

Vikki knew her way around a cock and her tongue and mouth soon had his dick lathered in a nice layer of saliva that was mixed with her white corpse makeup. It had been a while since she'd sucked him off, and Kjell found her even better than he remembered. She was hungry tonight, it seemed, and wasted little time before she swallowed him whole, opening her mouth and letting his large cock drive into her throat until her nose was buried in his stomach and her chin in his balls.

"Mhmm, fuck, easy girl, you gonna need to share tonight," groaned Kjell as Vikki began throating him. He reached over and poured some coke from a baggie onto the back of his hand in the hollow between his thumb and index finger. A quick bump of blow, as he was getting blown, and Kjell let out a nice, contented sigh. Vikki was diligently sucking away at him, her lack of gag reflex making her mouth and throat a tunnel of pleasure that had Kjell grunting as the coke raced into his brain and gave him another surge of euphoria. The familiar marching feeling, like his mind was suddenly clicking and everything was just perfect came over him, and he felt his self-confidence exploding. It was a hell of a drug for anyone that was a performer.

"Yeah, Kassy your friend can suck a mean dick. She knows how to please me," grunted Kjell as he briefly closed his eyes in pleasure. A hand went to Vikki's head and using a fistful of hair, he started to control the sucking teen's face, pulling her in harder each time she inhaled his cock and holding her with it stuffed down her throat a bit longer. The coke had changed his mood and a smile was on his face as he studied Kassy. There was nothing he couldn't do now. He was a fucking black metal star and was going to thoroughly corrupt this sexy teenage virgin. Kassy's gaze was darting back and forth between Vikki's bobbing head and his own eyes and he stared at her, blue eyes smoldering and hungry. The girl was clearly fascinated.

"How does she breathe? Vikki would answer but my cock is in her throat. You want to know? Well, Ii's always better to learn first hand. Come over here and get on your knees next to Vikki. I'm going teach you how to suck me off. Come on, don't be shy, it's time to show me what a fan you really are," ordered Kjell as he put another bump of coke on the back of his hand and offered it to the inexperienced girl. He doubted she'd ever done it before, but he acted like it was such a trivial thing that any real metalhead would accept. If she didn't, he'd just do it himself anyway. "You do coke, right? Here have a snort, it'll get you in the mood."

"OK, Vikki, time to share. Kassy, this is about using your mouth, not your hands. Put them behind your back, and Vikki, you hold them there," said Kjell. The girl clearly was inexperienced, but he was going to be very thorough in this lesson, very rough of course, but very thorough. "I'll tell you exactly what to do."

 

[Kassyghost]

Vikki's 'stinky cock' comment was really more for shits and giggles, she truthfully loved the musky stink of Kjell's fuck-rod after a big show, it was animal like and turned her on to no end. Her gag reflex was relaxed after she worked bandannas for practice, she knew what guys liked and she got good at it fast. The biggest thing was to relax your throat and just let the girth slide down your throat passed the uvula, once the swollen head was down that far you were in the clear, well except for air, that was always and issue but you if you could hold your breath for a good few strokes then pull the dick out of your throat just long enough to grab a quick breath it made it bearable. The only real issue was when guys got a hold of your head and started controlling your rhythm, which they always did, because guys are greedy, then it became an endurance race, how long could you really hold your breath?

Kassy watched on in disbelief as Vikki swallowed Kjell's big cock, she couldn't believe how adept her friend was at gobbling down the big dick. She felt her own mouth start to fall slack, almost pantomiming Vikki's own actions. She quickly realized how stupid she must look and snapped her lips back closed, her eyes shooting back up to Kjell's own gaze. He was staring at her and Kassy got the impression it was less of a man's stare and more of a wolf's gaze. He hungrily looked her up and down, almost ignoring Vikki's beautiful form just below him delivering pleasure lustfully. Kassy's hand, which had still been covering her exposed breast from the ripped T-shirt , now began to kneed her breast, pinching the nipple and twisting the areola, a small nervous smile creeping onto her lips.

What was she doing? Why was she turned on? Was this handsome black metal demon hypnotizing her? It sure as fuck felt like it. She wasn't the type of girl that did things like this, going backstage to a den of iniquity, drugs, group sex, some guy ODing in the bathroom, for god's sake what would her late father think of all this? Was he watching his sweet little princess right now, from heaven above, weeping with the angels?

Vikki suddenly pulled off of him, desperately gasping for breath as Kjell had nearly suffocated her with his hot cock. "Jeezus fuck....cough cough... Are you trying to kill me?" Vikki said, half laughing and half serious.

It was then that Kjell issued his commands, he pointed over at Kassy and told the girls what he wanted. Kassy nervously shook her head. " Ahh...No I've never done drugs before... I mean Vikki smoked a joint with me, but never anything like cock....I meant coke..." She answered, the Freudian slip making her blush and Vikki laughed out loud.

"It's cool Kass.... hear wanna see a cool trick?" Vikki said, motioning her young innocent friend over. Vikki reached up and grabbed the bag of coke from Kjell, her other hand pushing against his abdomen so that he was leaned back against the mirrored vanity. "Relax a little bit babe.....you're freaking her out." Vikki said as Kassy slowly walked over.

"Here look... this is how you do it." Vikki said as she dumped a bump of blow out onto the stiff shaft of Kjell's cock. She leaned in and sucked the narcotic up her nose and dropped her head back, letting the powder drip down the back of her throat. "WOOOO!" She called out in a loud yelp. "See....it's fun."

Kassy slowly dropped down to her knees, the menacing cock pointing at her like the barrel of a gun as Vikki poured out another healthy bump for Kassy onto Kjell's throbbing dick. "Go ahead, don't be scared." Vikki prodded her on, reaching up and placing her hand around the back of Kassy's hesitant neck.

Kassy leaned in, her thighs clenched together as her nerves were on edge, Vikki pushed her head down, and the saliva covered head of Kjell's cock slid against her cheek. Her nose dipped into the powder, "Suck in." Vikki instructed and Kassy obliged her, at first just a sniff, and the tingly sensation made her think she needed to sneeze, but fought the sensation. Her second breath snorted the small pile of coke up and she felt the numbing substance slide down the back of her throat.

"Good Girl....shit is good huh?" Vikki asked, smiling at her friend but not letting the virgin's head up from Kjell's cock. "Now just open your mouth and let Kjell's cock in...go ahead, it's okay, I'm right here."

"I don't know if I'm comfortable..." Kassy started to protest but Vikki suddenly shoved her head down while her mouth was open and before Kassy could resist she had his manhood in her mouth, the taste of the cocaine filling her mouth. "no teeth...just suck it." Vikki continued instruction while slowly moving Kassy's head back and forth on her boyfriend's sex.

Vikki looked up to Kjell with a wicked smile, "Not bad for a virgin, huh baby? She looks real good sucking your cock too...makes my fucking panties wet." Vikki said, her free hand reaching down and rubbing her clit.

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

Being the black metal prophet of Erebus had its benefits, and two big titted teenagers snorting coke off his hard cock was certainly one of them. High himself, Kjell just soaked up the sight and loved how perfect this all was. One of them was a horny little slut, a fuck toy who after a month absence would do anything for him. The other, a virgin who'd never done blow or given a proper blowjob before. Both luscious and all his to use. What a fuckin' life.

Of course, there was a price to pay. Erebus was a hungry god. That thought almost ruined his good mood, but Kjell pushed it aside. Plenty of time to worship the old gods later.

"That's it, swallow it," praised Kjell, reaching down to stroke Kassy's mascara smeared face soothingly. Vikki, being so helpful, guided his throbbing cock into the innocent teen's mouth until it muzzled her protests. His dick was numb and tingly still where the coke had touched his skin, and the entire length was covered in copious amounts of Vikki's drool. Kassy's lips parted for that tube of meat as Vikki forced her head forward, her mouth wrapping around the swollen head by reflex as it pushed inside her. Her inexperienced touch made Kjell gasp as she lingered with his head in her mouth, inadvertently teasing his sensitive tip with her lips, tongue, and clumsy grazes of her teeth as she sized it up. Then Vikki was forcing her to suck him, pushing her face back and forth as more and more of his length inched into her warm, wet mouth with every push.

"Ok.. good girl.... that's it. You are right Vikki, she is a natural born cocksucker. Kassy, you like my cock in your mouth?" groaned Kjell, pushing Vikki's guiding hand away and replacing it with his own. Slow and short sucks, his veiny shaft disappearing between her stretched lips, were getting her used to the feeling and she was truly learning fast. She'd couldn't speak to reply, of course, but he locked his eyes on hers and nodded. "Look at me. You think you can take it all?"

It was a question, but he didn't expect her to answer, or even have a choice. She was nowhere close to taking his full length into her virgin throat, but Kjell knew she had the ability. Especially now, high on her first bump of cocaine and his cock already well lubricated.

"Ok keep your eyes on me Kassy," commanded Kjell, stroking her cheek with his free hand as he tugged a fistful of her hair to pause her bobbing head for a second. "Hands behind you, use your mouth not your hands. Vikki... hold her. Just look at me, Kassy, I'll do the rest."

Kjell bucked his hips slightly and pushed another inch deeper into Kassy's throat, further than before. He knew the inexperienced girl wouldn't, despite his command, be able to maintain eye contact and would try to reach up to stop him if Vikki wasn't holding her hands back. The moment her gaze broke, the hand caressing her cheek gave her a sharp, hard slap on the face.

"Look at me!" Kjell barked, smile turning to a frown as he worked another inch deeper before pulling back out so the girl could take a breath.

He returned to praising her, calling her a good little cocksucking slut, as he bobbed her head on his dripping rod and got her throat adjusted to the new length. More than half-way now. Again, a deeper thrust, another slap if she couldn't take it without closing her eyes. And so with a mix of praise, punishment, and a steady hand in her hair, Kjell pushed himself inch by delicious inch into her virgin throat. It took a while, but training the girl's mouth was hardly work for Kjell, and soon he was facefucking the virgin teen into a sloppy mess. Until, at last, he grabbed her with both of his hands and pulled her head in forcefully to swallow that last inch of cock.

He was finally buried all the way inside her mouth, way past her uvula. He could feel his stiff length pushing down into her throat as her nose mashed into his stomach.

It felt so fucking good, every quiver and spasm in her body sent ripples of sweet pleasure through his throbbing rod as he forced her to hold her breath.

"Unf... that's it.. fuck... I'm going to cum," Kjell gasped as he finally let her release him to breathe. Time to give her face a final painting of white cum.

 

[Kassyghost]

"Oh Goddamn Kjell baby, that is fucking hot! Watching you face fucking a virgin is getting me so fucking wet!" Vikki reveled in the spectacle and viciously finger fucked herself as her 'boyfriend' made quick work of cock-training her new friend. After Kjell had removed her hand from Kassy's hair, and took over control, Vikki reached back and sunk her fingernails into the flesh of Kjell's exposed ass cheek, the other three fingers deep in her own snatch. There was something so titalating, both pagan and unholy, about the two girls kneeling and worshiping under the reverence of Kjell's own phallic religious symbol, the cock of Erebus.

Kassy however was just as entranced as she stared up into the piercing eyes of this black metal antichrist. He was both terrifying and completely alluring at the same time. She knew doing drugs was wrong, not to even mention the fact she was sticking a stranger's penis into her mouth. But with the effects of the cocaine making her heart speed up and a euphoric lustful urge washing over her, she simply couldn't help herself. He kept commanding her to keep eye contact and at first she managed to do just that even though her mind was racing, at first that is. But as he pushed passed the halfway mark and filled her throat with his girth, her eyes began to roll back in her head and she started to gag, spewing up saliva in long ropy strands that dripped off her chin. To her surprise he wasn't dissuaded by the involuntary display of regurgitation and kept pressing further down her throat.

Even after her body's physiological rejection of the lesson she was learning, her loins were admittedly burning, this was hot and she couldn't deny it. The way he issued his commands and how domineering and absolutely determined Kjell behaved made her only want him more. She glanced over and saw Vikki, spread legged and nearly fisting herself as her boyfriend sleeved his cock down her throat. It was then she realized her own hand had subconsciously slipped down into her own panties and began to massage the sensitive button at the top of her quivering slit. Strangely, she had no memory of willing herself to do that, it was as if something else had control of her, something dark and unknown.

"Cum on her baby, fucking facial her!" Vikki suddenly called out and Kassy felt Kjell's big cock spasm inside her esophagus, a single spurt of hot liquid filled her mouth before he was able to free the serpent from her lips, the next few landed in hot splashes coating her cheeks and forehead. Another hit her right in the nose and eyes causing her to reel back, temporarily blinded by his seed. "Fuck yeah baby! Praise-fucking- Erebus!" Vikki exclaimed, cheering loudly as she came to her own orgasm at the sight.

"You've just been Baptized bitch, welcome to the club!" Vikki said in a sadistic laugh, lunging onto Kassy and licking the spunk off of Kassy's face. Vikki grabbed Kassy's hair, wrenching her head backward and tongue kissing her, swirling Kjell's semen around in their mouths. Kassy felt her own explosion downstairs, though she hadn't entered herself, her seemingly possessed hand rubbing her clit until her thigh's clenched and she felt a white hot shiver run up the length of her spine. Waves of pleasure washed over her form and for a second she lost herself in the passion of Vikki's cum soaked kiss.

Her pleasure shaken, and drug addled mind slipped into visions of some place else, a dark and nightmarish landscape with a bruised sky and reddish terrain. Was it Hell? No not hell, something else, something older than that. The mountains in the distance moved and undulated like a behemoth snake. Strange shadow like creatures hid and darted between the rocky features of this surreal landscape. Her legs felt frozen, unable to move as the very dirt below her formed into some inhuman monster. Tentacle appendages slithered up her thighs and suddenly penetrated her virginity but didn't stop there. They continued to encompass her, filling her every hole, ass, mouth, even her nose and ears. She was both terrified and overwhelmed with ecstasy as whatever this thing was overwhelmed her and she became one with it's ancient being.

Vikki felt Kassy's form go limp, her body stopped convulsing with orgasm and slumped backward away from her kiss. The young innocent girl flopped back, eyes rolled back in her head onto the floor. "Holy shit Kjell....I knew you had one hell of a cock but I think you just knocked this bitch out cold with that thing!" Vikki said, laughing and still wheezing from her own orgasm. She looked up at Kjell with a big smile, "I think we've got ourselves a new fan!" She broke into maniacal laughter as they stared down at Kassy.

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

What a great fucking ending.

Training Kassy's mouth in the beginning had been fun, but her vain attempts to keep her innocent eyes locked on his as he had abused her throat had been the real treat. After each slap of her pink cheek, the virgin teen had tried so hard to please him again and be a better cocksucker. Her eyes were teared up from gagging and it had to be hard to see, let alone look at him, yet her mouth kept hungrily swallowing his thick meat to try to take more. Even hotter, the little slut in training was clearly turned on. Her hand had slipped free of Vikki's grasp to bury in her bootie shorts as she fingered herself in time to the cock impaling her face.

But the truly sublime part was when Kjell could unleash and really facefuck her once her throat had been pounded into submission. No need to slap her now, he just held her head tight and pumped his hips hard, battering his cock down her throat as her eyes rolled and she struggled to keep the passage open. She was a fucking mess, mascara, drool, bile, bubbles of spit, and Kjell's salty pre-cum all overflowing her gaping mouth as he squelched his cock into her. It was everywhere, running like a river down her neck to stain her ripped t-shirt and flying through the air to speckle her cheeks and shoulders. His own orgasm was building unstoppably now, a mix of physical pleasure from his pounding cock, chemical euphoria from the coke, and a depraved pride at the sloppy fuckhole he had turned this virgin girl into in such a short amount of time.

"Yes... on your face you filthy little slut," Kjell grunted in agreement with Vikki as he pulled Kassy tight, cock fully buried, before the building wave of pleasure crashed into him. It was tempting to just hold her like this, her face smashed into his crotch, and spurt his jizz directly into her stomach, but he had to see it on her. He had to give her a baptism in cum to claim her as his own... as Erebus' own.

Where had that strong idea come from?

And so he'd pulled out, cock pulsing with every wave of pleasure as he shot thick ropes of his seed across her already messy face. Fuck he was horny, he didn't realize he'd had this amount of cum built up! Had he ever cum this much before? She was plastered with it, hot splotches of salty jizz coating her cute little face and mixing with the mascara, tears, and drool to form a filthy layer of sex. It made her unrecognizable, but Vikki was already moving to lick up the goopy mess and share it back with her formerly innocent best friend.

And, as the throes of his orgasm started to fade, Kjell felt that other presence. The one he feared and loved, his dark lord and unholy master. Erebus was here. He had been this whole time, Kjell realized with a start. Urging him, giving him the desire to spray this unholy, cursed seed on the girl. For that is what it was, Erebus' own cum had poured out of Kjell who was his vessel. Even now, as he watched, he could see and feel the presence of Erebus touching Kassy as an orgasm took her like an epileptic seizure. Vikki thought the girl was cumming hard, but Kjell knew her convulsions were the touch of the Dark God. He had felt that same touch many times and knew well the draining pleasure and strange visions it brought.

"Let her rest," ordered Kjell, pulling up his pants and putting away his well sucked cock. Fuck, he needed a cigarette now, and maybe some more coke. So Erebus had wanted to claim Kassy personally. A small touch of jealousy hit him as well; this had never happened before with any of his other sluts. The virgin girl had been just as irresistible to Kjell's master as she had been to the depraved rock star. A new resolve hardened in Kjell as he knew what Erebus wanted from him. He'd have to consult the old book he had been given mysteriously last year, but there were instructions in it for this kind of opportunity. A willing virgin was a powerful tool for an evil god, and he'd have to carefully corrupt her to make her a faithful subject of Erebus. Only then would could they harvest her full potential. "Oh, she's definitely a fan now."

The lighter sparked and Kjell took a drag on his cigarette as he studied Kassy's unconscious face. Half cleaned up, but still caked in cum, fluids, and mascara, the young teen somehow still managed to have an angelic innocence as she slept.

She was going to be perfect.

"Let's get her back to my place. I want her to take the Oath to Erebus tonight. You as well," ordered Kjell. Oath was one of their top songs, they even had a popular Youtube video filled with comments of thousands of fans who had taken the "Oath to Erebus" that the song's lyrics spelled out. The real ceremony was done by Kjell for his most hardcore worshippers in person, even Vikki hadn't done it for real yet.

 

[Kassyghost]

Kassy's eyes fluttered open and she gasp after what seemed like an endless stream of terrifying nightmares, but found that she was no longer in the small backstage dressing room nor the loud rambunctious green room, but instead in some lousy dive apartment. She was laying on a couch, ratty and threadbare, and as she reached down to check herself she found that her pants had been removed for some reason. Both palms struck out and covered her naked sex out of instinct and her head shot up from the pillow as she scanned the low lit room. Had she been raped? Sure she remembered sucking on Kjell's dick, but she had no intention on giving permission to sexual intercourse, had they taken advantage of her while she slept? Did they drug her, was that some date rape drug they'd given her instead of coke? Where was Vikki?

The internal stream of questions stopped instantly as Kassy's frightened eyes locked onto the shadowed form sitting in a chair across the living room from her. She could make out the fact that he was wearing leather pants and big cleared black boots, but little else as the singular lamp in the room was nearer to her. She reached behind her head and grabbed the pillow her head had been resting on, quickly pulling it down to further cover her nakedness. "Kjell....Is that you? Where's Vikki?" Kassy asked, a small shiver of fear running through her voice.

"Nope....Wrong disciple of Erebus....I'm Gool, You know you've got a really cute pussy, I've seen a lot in my days and yours is defiantly pretty hot." The gravelly voiced man said, leaning forward in his chair and showing Kassy his makeup stained face.

"Aaahhhh....thanks I guess....Ummm can you tell me what happened?" Kassy asked nervously.

"What happened? Yeah sure, WE put on one of the best shows of our career,pleasing our god, then we partied like fucking rockstars and now we are here." Gool answered in a dry sarcastic tone.

"No I mean....well yeah, you guys really tore it up and all....Buuuut what happened with me...I mean where are we and how did I get here?" Kassy restated her question, stopping short of actually asking if Gool had raped her.

"You? You went back into a dressing room with Vikki and Kjell and a half hour later or so Kjell came out and asked me to help him pick you up and move you to the van. We brought you back here to sleep it off, just another victim of the mighty cock of Kjell, I guess, I've seen bitches swoon over his fuck-stick before but I ain't actually ever seen one pass out because of it." Gool said with a sadistic chuckle. "Kjell and Vikki are in his bedroom, but I think they are....busy" Gool added in, pointing to the graffiti covered bedroom door behind the couch.

"Did anything....you know....happen?" Kassy asked nervously, motioning down toward her pillow covered crotch.

"What? Like did we fuck? Nope....I get plenty of pussy without having take it from virgins while they sleep. I meant what I said though, you do got a pretty one." Gool answered honestly, a smirk on his white caked face.

"Where are my pants then?" Kassy asked.

"We had to strip them off of you... You pissed yourself." He answered without even a hint of embarrassment.

"VIKKI??" Kassy called out nervously.

"I told ya, they're busy....Kjell takes his private time real seriously, You want a beer, you thirsty?" Gool asked, reaching down beside the recliner he was sitting in and pulling a can out of the six pack ring and holding it up.

"Water?" She asked.

"Look, I can get ya a glass of water, but it'll be brown and it has shit floating in it...water is shit around here, beer is prolly safer." He said, tossing the beer in her direction.

Kassy had to react quickly, her head still groggy from sleep she barely caught the flying can, the pillow flopping off onto the floor. She quickly reached down and grabbed the pillow, pulling it back up modestly. "Thanks..." She whispered. She cracked open the beer and tried taking a sip, almost immediately coughing and spitting it out. "It's warm..."

"Yeah the fridge is broke too....I headbutted it after the house warming party...That was a fucking killer party....I pissed myself that night...you know, if that makes you feel any better." Gool said with a chuckle.

Kassy nodded, not quite knowing what to say about that, she was worried terribly and Gool wasn't doing much to comfort her. It was then that she saw the digital clock, hanging from it's cord from a TV stand. '2:41 AM'. "Holy shit...Is that the right time? I was supposed to be home hours ago, my mom is gonna freak the fuck out!" Kassy gasp, almost standing up, but realizing again she wasn't wearing anything on her lower half.

"Yer MOM? HA how fucking old are ya?" Gool asked, shaking his head.

"I'm old enough....sheesh....I'm just saying you don't know what she's been through, She'll be really fucking worried." Kassy said, looking around desperately for something to put on to cover her ass.

It was then Kassy heard the lock on the door behind her pop and she spun asking out of desperation. "Vikki?"

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

Kjell had been fucking Vikki in the other room when he heard Kassy's voice crying out. Vikki truly was a willing a little whore and he had been teasing her for an hour with his cock, repeatedly bringing her to the edge but not letting her cum. He liked her better when she was horny, she'd do anything. At the moment, he was pounding her doggystyle, her wrists gripped behind her back and her upper body supported just by the fistful of hair he was using to pull her back onto his cock with every thrust.

"Sound's like your little slut friend is finally awake," chuckled Kjell as he quickened his tempo. The black haired groupie's tits were swinging wildly and he let her moans build up again until she was squealing incoherently. Just when he judged she was the point of finally orgasming, her cries pitching higher, he pushed her off his cock to sprawl face first on the bed. Vikki's hungry pussy gaped desperately for the big cock that had been filling it and he knew she was at peak frustration right now. Due to the copious amount of cocaine and whiskey he'd partaken in, plus the load he'd blasted on Kassy's face earlier, Kjell's own stamina was running high. He was just now starting to want to cum, but had enjoyed teasing his own cock and letting his pleasure build. Plenty of time to release it in one big load later. "No cum for you yet. You are going to have to earn it. Let's go out and say hello to Pissing Beauty."

Kjell gave Vikki's ass a hard slap to snap her out of her stupor and turned to leave his bedroom. The shitty apartment came furnished and was dirt cheap, both important considerations as the band saved up for their big upcoming tour. Already shabby when they moved in last week, it was rapidly turning into a complete shit hole from the non-stop debauchery. Needles, pills, bags of drugs, and random paraphernalia Kjell wasn't even sure about were scattered around with cans of cheap beer and empty bottles of booze.

"Not Vikki, just the guy who has been fucking her all night!" greeted Kjell as he walked into the dimly lit room. He was naked, his still hard cock jutting out in front of him and dripping with Vikki's juices. His face was clean now, he'd washed off his makeup earlier, but his tattooed body and that upside-down cross still made him look as if he was wearing a anti-christ rockstar costume. He glanced at his throbbing rod and added, "Clearly I'm not down yet, right?"

Kassy was sitting on the couch with a beer and holding a pillow over her lap. Gool was slouched across from her, a grin on his face. Kjell had explained to his bassist what had happened earlier and Gool had also felt Erebus' presence from the other room. He was the only other person, aside from Kassy now, that had been touched directly by Erebus like Kjell. The horny bassist was in some ways more devout a worshipper than even Kjell himself and he'd quickly grasped how valuable Kassy could be to the band.

"Her virginity is intact, brother! Can't say the same about her dignity though," chuckled Gool with a hoot after he raised a beer to Kjell's entrance.

There had been a small party in the apartment after the show, a dozen or so hardcore groupies and roadies doing drugs and drinking. Gool had been the self-appointed protector of Kassy's virgin pussy, guarding her on the couch all night. He hadn't done much to protect anything else, however, and there had been a lot of selfies taken with her gorgeous pink snatch. Gool had several himself with her legs splayed behind his face as she slumbered unconscious. He'd been firm about not letting anyone stick a finger into her tight opening for fear of damaging her cherry, but evidently tongues had been ok and Kjell had seen the bassist take a few tastes himself. The same couldn't be said about her asshole, which had been fingered a couple times by frustrated roadies. One had even jerked off on the girl's face, to Gool's ire, although she was still so caked in smegma that you couldn't notice now.

"Glad to hear it Gool and good job protecting her. You really owe him Kassy, some of the guys in here tonight don't have any self-control. He's like your black night in ghoulish armor. Feeling back to normal yet?" said Kjell as he walked over and gave her chin a rub of fake concern. He stared down at her, his cock still throbbing slightly as he took in her half-dressed form. That boob couldn't quite stay in her ripped shirt, could it? His dick was going to soften eventually, but just the sight of her was enough to keep it hard for now. "Hey, you know what I have planned for you? After every good show we do a ceremony late night, for the most hardcore. Vikki hasn't even done it yet.... I want you to take the oath tonight with me. For real. Wouldn't that be fun?"

There was a single leather bound book on the half-broken bookshelf behind the couch, and Kjell pulled it down with reverence before walking to sit next to Kassy. His eyes went to the carpet where, under the stains, a pentagram had been painted in black with rune like writing on the five corners. Any fan would recognize it from their website as the band logo, the cross of Erebus.

"This was given to me last year," Kjell said, opening the book and showing her yellowed pages ful of spidery handwriting and cryptic diagrams. Kjell's blue eyes met hers and glittered darkly through some strange trick of light, like the irises had a cloud pass over them but still managed to reflect the dim glow of the lamp. "The black bible of Erebus. It's where we get our power, our music, and our knowledge. This shit is real, Kassy. You felt it tonight. Erebus wants you to be part of it."

 

[Kassyghost]

Kassy jumped in surprise as Kjell exited the bedroom without Vikki, his lower half stark naked and that big heathen cock of his hanging out for all to see. Her eyes instantly darted down and locked onto its throbbing girth, before the memories of what had happened in the dressing room hours ago. She'd sucked on that thing, the first time she'd really ever had a sexual experience was with Kjell and that had not been a dream. Kassy reached up, her hands coming to her face as the memory of him blowing his load onto her resurfaced. His cum was long since dried but there was gobs of some sticky stuff matting her hair. Where had that come from, she wondered.

Kjell boldly strode over, his cock mere inches from her face as she sat on the couch and even though she'd shared her first experience with this man, she still felt extremely intimidated by him. Not able to bring herself to look up into his eyes and meet his gaze directly, her eyes darted between his chizled abs, the cool tattoo on his chest and back over toward Gool as the two spoke about how they'd protected her virginity. The notion was confusing to her, in her innocent mind she'd given a grown man a blow job and that meant she was no longer a virgin. She didn't have the concept correct, but in her mind the thinking was solid.

"Look...I really appreciate you guys....protecting me?... But I have to go. I mean I had a really good time but I can't stay. My mom expected me home hours ago, she'll be worried sick. Is Vikki in there? Can you get her, she's my ride. I need to go home." Kassy insisted looking back into the darkened bedroom that Kjell had emerged from. After the stream of nightmares she'd had while unconscious only served to fuel her imaginatioon and fears. Had Kjell murdered Vikki? Had he just come from fucking her dead corpse in the back room and now he and his friend 'Gool' were going to do the same to her?

"VIKKI? HEY.....VIKKI???" Kassy nervously called back into the dark bedroom.

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

Kassy's mix of fear and regret was a delicious cocktail to the jaded rockstar. It was pretty hot to see her reach up to touch her cute face when she saw his raging hard-on again, as if to check if her facial had really happened. Unfortunately for her, she was still plastered with the crusty evidence of what she had done. She was definitely freaking out, no doubt some of it a hangover of touching Erebus who didn't leave warm and fuzzy feelings behind. Plus, Gool wasn't exactly a comforting sight to wake up to in a dimly lit and decrepit room. That guy could creep Kjell out in full daylight! Her panicked eyes and nervous shifting made it looked like she thought was still trapped in a nightmare and desperately wanted to wake up. She couldn't even meet Kjell's gaze, as if acknowledging him would make real the fact that she was half-naked, caked in dried cum, and trapped in a black metal band's den of debauchery.

"You have to go home to your mom?!" asked Kjell in disbelief, his eyebrows furrowing and lips curving into an incredulous sneer. If she was going to act like a child, he was going to make her feel like one.

"Yah, she's a young one," hooted Gool. "Just a baby girl. Needs her mommy."

"Why don't you just text her and say you are sleeping at Vikki's? You are old enough to make your own decisions, right?" Kjell countered, shaking his head. Kassy was still looking for her friend, desperately trying to find a way out of the apartment. "Speaking of Vikki, where the fuck is she? VIKKI! Come talk to your girlfriend--- she is freaking out."

Kjell looked impatiently at the darkened room, waiting for Vikki to get her ass out and help him soothe the frazzled virgin. The book in his hands felt hot and he sensed a heavy, expectant presence fill the room as if evil spirits were gathering. Not Erebus, not yet. He wouldn't come, if he did at all, until the ceremony ended. These lesser gods or ghosts, Kjell wasn't sure what they were, were definitely hungry tonight. Maybe they sensed Kassy's virgin cunt? Could evil spirits detect that kind of shit? Whatever the reason, it was going to be a good ritual with all this black energy. He shut the book emphatically and placed it on the couch.

"You felt him tonight, didn't you?" asked Kjell again, forcing her to meet his gaze by touching her chin again and directing it towards him. He murmured the words in a low tone, pitched for her ears as if sharing a secret with her alone. "We felt him together. You know Erebus is real. Don't you?"

"Gool, go grab a chicken from your room," ordered Kjell suddenly, giving the skinny bassist a firm nod. Rising up, he walked over to the kitchen table and returned with his knife, the long serrated blade glinting slightly as he studied the edge. He turned to Kassy with a smile on his face, but his eyes glittered darkly again and made the expression sinister. "Vikki or Gool can drive you home later, but you can't leave yet. We need you for the ritual tonight Kassy, it's going to be special."

 

[Kassyghost]

"This is such fucking bullshit!" Vikki grumbled to herself as she lay on her back on Kjell's black silk sheeted bed rubbing her pierced pussy and trying to finish what Kjell had started. She'd been incredibly horny after watching Kjell corrupt her new innocent young friend with drugs and fellatio. After Kassy blacked out, Vikki had assumed she would be the center of attention, instead Kjell seemed distracted, not giving her the attention she so badly wanted. Pulling out before she could cum and not even bothering to blow his load on her.

Sure it had seemed like a good idea then, but now she was starting to have some regrets. It wasn't like she was a jealous girl by any means. No, she she knew Kjell was a badass sexy fucking rockstar which is one of the main reasons she liked him so much, but it also meant that he was going to be fucking random strange pussy whenever he wanted and she didn't have a problem with that. The problem was his sudden obsession with Kassy as soon as he heard the fact that she was a virgin. Normally Kjell seemed to fuck other girls and barely remember their names minutes afterward, but with Kassy he was acting completely different and it was starting to get on Vikki's nerves.

Vikki was almost about to bring herself to orgasm when she heard Kassy's whiny call to her. She huffed in frustration and pulled her hand off of her desperately wanton cunt unsatisfied yet again. "Fuck....yeah I'll be right out."

Vikki sat up and looked around the candle lit room for her clothes, nope no where to be found. "Where the fuck did he put them?" She asked herself crawling off the bed and feeling around blindly on the messy floor. Only a mintue passed by before she heard her name called again, this time it was Kjell's forceful tone and Vikki knew that she had better hurry it up. She found one of the Kjell's large shirts and pulled it over her head, grabbing the bottom hem and stretching it low enough to make a makeshift skirt. "Coming baby!"

Out in the living room Kassy was indeed more freaked out than ever. It had been bad enough when Gool and Kjell talked about her virginity like it was some sort of unholy grail in need of protection, but now Kjell had produced a knife and Gool was on a quest to bring a 'chicken' to the fray. Surely it must have been some sort of slang, no body would keep livestock in a metropolitan apartment.

Kassy had pressed herself up in to the corner of the couch, practically shivering with fear. The pillow she'd been using to modestly cover her vagina now propped up like some sort of shield. Her eyes darting around the room nervously, she looked like she was ready to jump out of her skin. "Vik....I wanna go...Okay....I'm freaked the fuck out and all I want to do is go home...Can we go please?"

"Holy shit Kjell, what did Gool fucking do to her? She looks wacked out of her gourd." Vikki asked, as she emerged from the room. It was a fair assumption, the groupies Gool had savaged in the past had always seemed to have a dead, thousand yard stare after he'd finished with them and Vikki could only wonder what he was capable of.

Vikki strode over, ignoring the knife in Kjell's hand as if it held not threat at all, and sat down next to Kassy. "Hey, chill out, fucking relax, girl....it's cool okay? He's not going to stab you, I told you these guys are alright."

"I wanna go home, please Vikki can we just go?" Kassy babbled, tears welling up in her mascara stained eyes, but not actually breaching the rim and dripping down her cum caked cheeks.

"Is it the ritual that's got you freaked out? It's not a big deal, really. It's like....it's like... you know like when you took me to your family's church and it's like one of those catholic prayer things, lots of bowing and chanting and shit. After that we can get out of here and go home and get cleaned up." Vikki tried to reason with Kassy, but the truth was she really didn't know what the ritual was like, due to the fact Kjell had never invited her to join in one. She just assumed that it was some silly pedantic thing with no real effect like most religious ceremonies. The only reason she'd even entertained the notion was so that Kjell might like her more.

The truth was that Vikki liked the rebellious nature and reputation that came along with being associated with some dark religion, but she didn't really believe in the shit. This was all just make believe to her, something Kjell and his buddies were in to. She played along, sure she loved Kjell, but she didn't actually believe there was any validity to it, let alone that you could actually summon some ancient evil deity older than any god or devil.

Coincidentally, down on the street outside the apartment, a passing police car blipped it's red and blue lights and sounded it's horn. Kassy's frantic mind leapt at the opportunity. "....Sh....She prolly called the cops, you know how much she worries after my dad got killed in that car accident. She prolly thinks we are dead laying on the side of some road somewhere. We should GO! You kno....know before Kjell and Gool get into any trouble." She pleaded reaching out and clutching Vikki's arm hard enough to leave nail marks.

Of course the cop car was just pulling over a drunk driver, but no one inside the apartment knew that, and it was enough to plant the seed of doubt into Vikki's mind. "Shit, Kjell, I think she might be right, I mean I don't want you getting into any trouble and Kassy's mom is really over protective since their dad died. Maybe we should head out and do the ritual some other time." Vikki said, real apprehension showing on her own face.

"Kjell....We gotta Go!" Vikki stated flatly now, a determined look on her face. "Can you fucking take us back to the venue parking lot so I can get my car please?"

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

Vikki was not quite the virgin whisperer that Kjell had hoped her to be. If anything, she was making the situation worse and starting to bug out as well. So much for talking Kassy off the ledge.

"Gool didn't touch her. In fact he was protecting her all night. She just woke up and started freaking out," muttered an annoyed Kjell as Vikki sat next to her scared friend. Kassy was near hysterics and her own terror was almost infectious. Kjell, who had absolutely no reason to give a fuck about anything, even started and glanced at the window when she began babbling about the cops.

Alright, maybe he gave a little fuck about the cops, but the reason he walked over and looked out the blinds was just to calm Kassy down, not because he actually believed the young teen's mom had somehow figured out where her daughter was AND managed to call in the cops. As he suspected, the cop had merely pulled a car over outside and no S.W.A.T. team was racing up the stairs to batter his door down.

"Fucking CALM DOWN!" yelled Kjell, stalking back to the two girls with his knife waving in the air as he cut short the panicked words they both were shouting at him. They were like two parrots now, chirping non-stop and repeating each other while driving him crazy. His free hand went to his temple to rub it for a second. Couldn't they sense the delicious, evil building in the room? Or maybe that dark presence was making things worse, coaxing out fears and anxieties in the girls? "The cop is just pulling over some drunk outside. You two are starting to sound like posers who got lost on the way to the Imagine Dragons concert. What the FUCK is wrong with you?"

He pointed his knife at Vikki accusingly and gave her a disgusted look.

"And you... what the fuck Vikki!? You've spent the night with me all the time... and we were in the middle of something, remember? First time seeing each other in months?" Kjell continued, laying it on thick. His face was flushed with anger and his eyes dark. "And now you just want to bail because Kassy is imagining things and wants her mommy? Aren't you mine first?"

Kjell stood in front of them and set his jaw. His head was throbbing and he was sick of their shit.

"No one is going FUCKING ANYWHERE. Not right now, that is. We have to end the night the right way. It's just the four of us in here. Just fucking relax, have a drink. We can take another line if you need to chill. Got it?"

"Look what I found! Even better than a chicken," came Gool's raspy voice, oblivious to the drama. To everyone's surprise, including Kjell though he didn't show it, Gool walked back into the living room carrying not a chicken, but a partially dressed woman! Kjell recognized her as an experienced groupie that had been in the black metal scene for years. She'd latched onto Sworn to Erebus in the last couple months; Kjell had probably fucked her and Gool definitely had. She was a skinny thing, sadly once a cute innocent girl like Kassy, but now track marks went up her arms and she lolled in a post-high stupor with her eyes glazed and a stupid smile on her face. Wearing just some panties and an "I Fuck for Satan" tank top, her mascara was smeared everywhere and hair in disarray. She looked pretty trashy or kinda hot, depending on your taste. "It's Tyler! She's a bit fucked up though..."

Gool placed her carefully on the floor, right in the middle of the pentagram, and directly in front of Vikki and Kassy. Kjell hadn't realized Gool had her in his room and perhaps Gool didn't know either. Or had he? Was he planning something? Sometimes Gool had his own agenda and claimed Erebus gave him ideas directly. Kjell looked at the knife in his hand thoughtfully and a wave of malevolence swept through him that almost made his knees buckle. Ideas were filling his brain... bad ones.

"Vikki... Kassy... snap out of it and help her!" yelled Kjell, suddenly full of energy. He motioned to the limp girl as he walked to one of his bags lying in the corner of the room. "See if she's ok. Check her heart rate. I've got some Narcan that we can give her if she needs it."

 

[Kassyghost]

The change in Kassy's demeanor was almost instantaneous as Gool emerged from his room with the 'chicken'. Her body language had been terror filled as she had pulled herself up into the corner of the couch and used the pillow almost like a shield, even Vikki caressing her naked leg had done little to put the girl at ease, but as Gool strode out of his bedroom with the unconscious girl in his arms Kassy's defensive posture immediately relaxed.

"I said we need to go Kjell, don't be a jerk about it." Vikki restated, unaware of Kassy's sudden transformation. She felt her friend's leg relax but she just assumed Kassy was getting ready to stand up and leave. When she turned her head back to see, she saw something else completely, instead of the nervous scared expression the young girl bore before, it was now replaced with curious intrigue. "Kass?"

Kassy was staring at the unconscious girl with great intent and as Gool laid the drugged out girl in the center of the seal painted on the floor Kassy let out a small moan. She pulled the pillow away from her crotch, tossing it away without even a thought of being naked from the waist down. On the coffee table in front of them was several lines of coke split into heavy rails, Kassy bent down, not bothering with the rolled up dollar bill, and sucked a big line up her nose. She came up with a gasp of air, sucking the narcotic down her throat. "Maybe I was over reacting..." She said in a calm dissociated tone.

"WHAT??? Are you fucking kidding me?" Vikki asked, appalled by her friends sudden and unexpected change of heart. "Just a second ago you were fucking begging to leave, now Gool brings some drugged out groupie in the room and you wanna stay? What the fuck Kass?"

A warm numb feeling had washed over Kassy, any fear or apprehension had left her mind, she couldn't explain it, but as Gool had brought the girl into the room, she'd experienced a flash of the imagery from her earlier vision. Instead of causing fear, this time it seemed to calm her frantic nerves and beckon her to stay. "I was just a little freaked out, thas all. Kjell's right, I'm a big girl, My mom will be fine." Kassy stated in a toneless monotone voice that didn't sound like her own. The statement was of course a lie, Kassy's mom would definitely be freaking out, but all of a sudden she didn't care.

"What is going on with you girl? Huh? Do you know this chick or something?" Vikki asked, unable to make sense of what was happening.

"Nope, never seen her before in my life..." Kassy asked, the dazed, hypnotized stare washing over her visage. Her hand came down as her thighs spread and she began to rub her snatch with the coke covered fingers. "Kjell...what are we going to do with her?" She asked as she began to massage her clit.

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

Erebus be praised, something had gotten into Kassy.

Kjell could feel the negative energy in the room himself, pressure throbbing in his head that was beginning to feel like voices chanting. Kill. Fuck. Murder. Death. Sex. It was making him a jumpy and he found it hard to think on his own at times. Gool was sitting up in his chair now, a big grin on his face as he watched Kassy do a line. Not one to be outdone, he got up and followed suit, white powder blending into his makeup as he sat back up and let out a primal scream. Tyler, the groupie, seemed to be moving, her hands waving weakly at the group, so she still seemed alive.

Fuck it, might as well get high.

"Vikki, just do a fuckin' line," barked Kjell as he placed two vials down on the coffee table. Both were unlabeled, with one having a slightly yellower tinge to it. Next to the vials, he placed a needle and a rubber strap. He took a long party line himself, raising his head and howling at the end as he sniffed a couple times and blinked his eyes. This was good shit. Way stronger than earlier, or else he was just in the right mood. Now he felt like the fucking prophet of Erebus for real. Who wouldn't want to swear an oath of fealty to an evil god with him leading the ceremony? The coke was making those chanting voices louder and sweeter. "Kassy's come around. Don't be a prude Vikki."

Kassy seemed to be glowing to Kjell now, an irresistible object that was mesmerizing to him. It seemed like something darker had invaded her virgin and pure mind. Like every horrible, evil, and depraved part of her mind had emerged and taken control of her body. She was looking at Tyler with morbid curiosity and, well, yes definitely arousal as well. Rubbing her clit and licking her lips like she was eying an sexy morsel she wanted to devour.

"Take off her clothes," he ordered the virgin teen. "Strip her naked. We need get her painted for the ceremony. Gool - get the makeup."

 

[Kassyghost]

Kassy stood and immediately started to stalk toward the barely conscious girl, Vikki was simply dumbfounded, she was finding it a little hard to believe that Kassy had such a change of heart in the matter. What she didn't know was that her innocent friend wasn't entirely here herself, much like the young junkie laying in the middle of the rune circle, Kassy was under the influence but it had little to do with the rail of coke she'd just blown and a lot more to do with the malevolent force that hung in the air.

"Kjell...what the fuck was in that coke, she's not acting normal...was it laced with something?" Vikki asked, she bent down to the coffee table, wetted her finger and tasted the cocaine, trying to discern if it had a weird taste.

Kassy knelt down next to the girls head, her big naked ass sticking up into the air, modesty apparently completely gone now. She slowly worked her ass back and forth, swaying it seductively in Gool's direction. Her head was dropped low and she whispered into the drugged girl's ear. "You shouldn't have gotten so high....just look at you, you can't even defend yourself."

Kassy came up with a smile on her face, not the beautiful innocent one that usually adorned her visage but instead one far more devious. She locked eyes with Kjell and licked her lips, tasting some of the dried seed on her lips from earlier. "Come on Vikki, you heard Kjell, he wants this little junkie stripped naked." Kassy said, not actually making eye contact with her friend, instead she kept her eyes on Vikki's boyfriend.

"Look, You know I'm down for all sorts of kinky shit Kjell, I let you fuck groupies, I even join in and eat a bitch's ass out when you asked me to, but this chick is drugged out of her mind....I don't know...It's all a little 'Harvey Weinstein' for my tastes." Vikki protested. She hoped it wouldn't invoke Kjell's infamous temper, but felt the need to voice her dislike of the situation.

"I'll do it master!" Kassy preened happily. She set to work like a drunken frat boy date-rapist, clawing at the girl's waistline and ripping the babbling girl's panties right off of her. She tossed the shredded garment over her shoulder and they landed onto Goon's face. Next came the shirt, but this time she didn't rip it. She grabbed the bottom hem and carefully tugged it up and over the doped girl's head. She planned on keeping it, afterall her own Slayer shirt was ripped and stained with an entire party's worth of jizz.

"Wow, I like her tits, she's got puffy nipples." Kassy exclaimed as she bent down and placed her lips around the left breast's nipple and sucked hard. She could feel the girls lagging heartrate slowly throb under her lips and the sensation made her pussy wet all over again. Her hand rubber her snatch giving Gool another nice show.

 

[Darkest Nightmare]

Kassy was obeying Kjell's orders, but clearly her motivation was something depraved and dirty coming from within her now, not any real obedience to the singer. She had become a lascivious, teasing little whore, wiggling her ass and not bothering to hide how aroused she was by the helpless groupie sprawled on the floor. Gool had returned to his seat after dropping a bag of stage makeup on the floor and now had a nice vantage on Kassy's bottom. The skinny bassist unbuckled his pants and slid them down to his knees to let his long cock spring out. He was half hard and began to slowly stroke himself, enjoying the show while he took another sip of his beer. Tyler's ripped panties landed on his face and he sniffed them with a dirty laugh before draping them on his head.

"It's coke Vikki. Laced with coke," growled Kjell. Vikki, on the other hand, was still freaking out and becoming increasingly annoying. Why had this usually horny little slut, game for anything, switched personalities with Kassy and become such a prude? Kjell glanced at her and scowled. "Who would have thought your virgin friend is wilder than you! Well.. let's make sure you are 'down' also."

The singer suddenly grabbed Vikki by a handful of her black hair. Muscling her to her knees, he then drove her face down into the coffee table to push her nose into the last remaining fat line of blow.

"Snort it.. the whole fucking line," he ordered as he moved Vikki's head like a vacuum cleaner across the table. "Get a grip. Loosen up. Tyler's already been fucked by Gool and who knows who else tonight. She ain't gonna be upset by being the featured piece of our ritual. Now come down here and help."

Kjell moved between Tyler's legs, spreading them as he knelt before her crotch. The drugged blonde was giggling slightly, her eyes glazed, and arching her back as Kassy sucked one of her puffy breasts with wanton desire. Opening a container of black makeup, he used his fingers to start decorating the girl starting with painting on the arrow at the bottom of the cross he planned to draw. That arrow ended directly on her spread twat.

"We need to paint a cross on her... the bar across her breasts. Let's get her in the mood as well... Kassy has the right idea," ordered Kjell as he placed the container of makeup on Tyler's stomach for easy access. With his last words, he let this thumb rub the blonde's clit as his fingers pushed into her sex. His cock was hardening as he felt the girl's body responding automatically, her hole growing damp and clit beginning to swell. He wanted her nice and wet.

And still those voices were screaming in his head, louder and more urgent now. Sex. Blood. Sin. Cum. Death.