Janet sat in the front row of the execution chamber.
She watched a man who had kidnapped, tortured and performed black Art rituals over her naked body being led in.
He was straps of the electric chair.
The priest did the last rights and asked him if he had any last words.
He just smiled and fixed his gaze on Janet.
The switch was thrown, and he was fried.
Janet had an uneasy feeling on her way home that night.
She had her controllable feeling that she was being watched.
She had no idea the soul of the man who had tortured her had been released from his earthly body and was now next to her.
She had no idea the rituals he had performed upon her when she was his prisoner were now allowing him to take control of her body.
As she slept that night, she dreamt that she was a fly caught in a spider's web, and the spider was coming together.
She walked the next morning and opened her eyes.
She could feel a buzzing in the back of her head as if a migraine was coming on.
As the day went on, the feeling of ease and dread got worse and worse.
She could not set all she could not rest she could not stay still.
By the evening, she was now terrified as she found she could not move her legs.
Slowly, the paralysis took over her body, and she sat there, unable to move her body.
Then, as if she was a puppet, her body started to move.
She watched in unbelievable terror and horror as her body got up and walked out of the house.
She watched in horror as her body stood on the corner of the street with the other ladies of the night.
She watched the horror as a car pulled up and she gave him a price a very good price for her pussy.
She watched in horror her body climb into the car, pulling up her dress so her crotch was on display while simultaneously rubbing the man's leg to get his cock hard.
She watched in horror as her lips told the man who addressed and told him where to go.
Now back at her place, she listened as her lips told a man to follow her into the garage.
She watched in horror as she beat the living hell out of the man.
She watched in horror after beating the man half to death, she squatted over him with no panties on and pissed all over his chest.
She was horrified and terrified by what had just taken place.
She had no idea why she had done this.
She was in horror as her body stood in front of the mirror, smiling a very familiar smile.
Then she listened as her voice told her what had happened & why it happened.
She now knew she was possessed by the man, the madman who had kidnapped her and who had been executed.
She listened as he explained that he was going to finish off his satanic plans with the aid of her body, which had now just been baptised in blood.
She could hear them un behind her, stirring, and she watched in horror as her body turned around and smashed his skull in.
She let out a Silent Scream of horror as she knew this nightmare was only beginning.
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