So the Devil walks into a bar...Flipped

Flipped, original by u/PlayfulMoonlight

[FMM4A][Script Offer] "So the Devil walks into a bar..." [Halloween script] [corruption] [blasphemy][BJ] [begging] [rape] (to be safe) [angels] [supernatural][Devil Futa][Bisexual]

Scenario:  Two off-duty angels are at an Earthly bar incognito, blowing off steam and having a few drinks, venting about work.  Mike is the much more prim of the two, a little snarky, but smart.  Raffi is more bubbly and a little air headed.  The devil of course should be rather smooth and suave, with just a touch of menace.


<busy bar noises>

Mike: I mean, she’s a good lady I guess, but she’s just so… demanding!  The overtime we’ve been putting in is insane!

Raffi: I know what you mean.  I’m too tired to do anything fun most of the time.

Mike: Right?  Who has time? Not that the others really seem all that fun.  I mean everyone sort of…

Raffi: Has a stick up their ass?

Mike: Language, Raffi!

Raffi: Up their butt.  I meant to say butt.  Jeez Mike, lighten up.

Mike: Sure you did.

Raffi: Whatever.  <to bartender> Hm?  Oh yeah, I’ll have another, thanks.

Devil: On me, if you don’t mind, gentleman?

Mike:  Oh!  You startled me.  I didn’t…um. No, that’s okay, we really shou-

Raffi: <interrupting> Why thank you, stranger, don’t mind if I do!

Mike: <pointedly> Uh, NO, let’s not.

Raffi: <in a loud whisper> Come ON.  I thought we were going to finally have FUN tonight?  When an attractive stranger offers to buy you a drink, you say YES.

Devil: <overhearing, amused> A ‘thank you’ wouldn’t hurt either.

Mike: <sigh, sarcastic> Thanks.

Devil: <chuckles> Better than nothing.  What are you drinking?

Raffi: <perky> Something strong!

Mike: <trying to be sensible, not sounding pleased> A… virgin daiquiri.

Devil: <amused> Virgin? You? Surely not.

Mike: Excuse you!

Raffi: <loud whisper> He’s kind of a prude.

Devil: Come now, puppet, no need to get your strings in a knot, I didn’t mean anything by it.  It was meant as a compliment.

Mike: I don’t need your compliments any more than I need your drinks.  And I’m not your puppet.

Raffi: Oh for God’s—sh sakes. <beat, Mike glares at her for her slip> What, I said gosh!  Lighten UP.  Besides.  You let that stuffy idiot Saraphim call you all sorts of sweet things and you don’t like her either.

<beat>

Devil: <interested realization that these two ladies are, in fact, angels> Saraphim?

Mike: <hissing angrily> Shut UP.

Devil: <slyly, pondering> Did you say Saraphim?  Hmm.  Perhaps you’re right.  You’re not my puppet.  Perhaps you would prefer to be my…angel.

Mike: <taken aback, a little frightened> What?  How did you…

Raffi: Impressive guess…

Mike: <more angry whispers> Shut your mouth, idiot, we’re in trouble here!

Devil: <chuckling> Ohhh you have no idea.  Why don’t we go somewhere quiet where we can talk.

Mike: Yeah, we need to go, but not with you!

Devil: <sinister> You act like you have a choice….angel.  <snaps fingers>

<bar noise disappears, replaced by crackling fire… possible moaning noises?  All three have obviously been transported to the underworld>

Raffi: <impressed> Whoa, where….

Mike: <panicked> No!  Oh no no no no no no….

Devil: Please allow me to introduce myself, I’m –

Mike <dismayed and scared> and Raffi <more impressed> in unison: The devil.

Devil: Oh good, you’ve heard of me then.  <laughs>

Raffi: Duh, of course we have, silly!

Mike: And like I said, we need to be going, so if you’ll excuse us.

Devil: Now now now, you just got here.  And it’s been so long since I’ve had two such handsome guests.

Raffi: I have to say, I’m in no hurry.  This place is *gorgeous* Holy shit!  <brushes off Mike's dismayed noises> Look at this bed!  It’s huge!

Devil: <smirk> That’s not the only thing.

Mike: <back to being disgusted> Don’t even bother with your filth, demon.

Devil: Tsktsktsk, so testy.  Have I tried to hurt you?  Have I been anything but generous?

Raffi: She really hasn’t you know.  She offered to buy us drinks, and called us handsome, and brought us to this… gorgeous place.  And frankly you’ve been nothing but rude.

Mike: Of COURSE I’m being rude, she’s SATAN.  This gorgeous place is HELL, genius!  We are in so much trouble when the boss finds out.

Devil: Well.  That would be a shame.  I would hate for that fire and brimstone blowhard to punish two perfect angels for something that’s not even their fault.  There must be a way out of it, mustn’t there? If only…

Raffi: <interested> If only what?

Devil: If only… you didn’t have to go back.

Mike: No no no.  Don’t think I don’t know your games, devil.  Corruptor.  Spoiler. No.  We need to leave.  NOW.

Raffi: <resolutely> No.  No I don’t think I’m going back.  I mean… this could be fun.  Like ACTUAL fun.  Do you know how long it’s been since I’ve been able to REALLY enjoy myself?

Devil: Oh yes.  You should definitely be able to enjoy yourselves.  Encouraged even.  I know I’d like to enjoy you too…

Raffi: Plus you’re right.  Even if we went back, we’d be fucked.  Oh don’t act shocked, get over yourself.

Devil: So, angel…. You don’t want to be fucked?

<beat>

Raffi: <softly… beginning to flirt> I suppose that depends on who’s going to be doing the fucking…Ma’am.

Devil: <delighted evil laugh> Oh I’m so glad we met, little one.  We’re going to get along so well, you and I.

Mike: <horrified> I can’t believe you… you’re really going to…. I can’t.  I CAN’T.  I’m leaving.

Devil: No, you’re not.  Cute that you thought it was even a possibility though, puppet.

<serpent sounds, hissing, rattling>

Mike: Hey!  Let me GO! You can’t do this!

Devil: Can’t I? Watch me.

Raffi: Whoa, how did you do that?  They just appeared out of thin air and wrapped him up! That’s amazing!

Devil: You like that?  I’ve got all sorts of amazing things I can show you.

Raffi: <shyly> I have only one thing.

Devil: Oh?  Show me.

Mike: <desperately> Don’t!

Raffi: <angrily at Mike> I’m not talking to you!

Devil: You might want to close that prudish mouth of yours, puppet, or I'll do something to make sure you don't interrupt again.

Mike: <angry noises, but no more words>

Raffi: <nervous giggles> Better.  Ok.  Stand back.  They’re kind of big.

<rustling/unfolding noises, maybe soft chimes>

Devil: Ohhhh my.  Such beautiful wings pet.  So soft and…delicate.

Raffi: You like them?

Devil: They’re very nice.  And yet… that much pure white pains my eyes.

Raffi: <crestfallen> Oh…. I’m sorry.

Devil: Don’t be.  It's alright, they're beautiful, pet. And yet, if you don't mind....

Raffi: Yes, I'll put them away, I'm sorry Ma’am.  <rustling as his wings disappear>

Devil: Oh don't look so sad, come here.  Let me make you feel better.

<kissing>

Devil: There.  Feel better?

Raffi: <soft, breathless> Mmhmm.  A little.

Devil: Well, that is a good start.  Now. Would you like to stay here?  See more amazing things?

Raffi: I would love to!  Show me? Please?

Devil: <strained pleased groan> I do love your eagerness.  Mm. But in full disclosure, my glorious little peacock, I need a promise from you.

Raffi: <voice suddenly a little darker, amused> Do you even need to ask?  I’m not going anywhere, my Lady.  <angry thunder>  I belong to you.

Devil: <impressed> Well aren’t you a surprising little thing?  Tell me then, my star, how do you think we proceed?

Raffi: <uncertain> Umm... I don't know.

Mike: <more panicked whimpers, pleading quietly>

Devil: <sighs> Well, you're eager, but you're not exactly the brains in this duo, hmm? Well, my dear, we need to be very thorough, you know, if we want to do things properly.

Raffi: <confused> ...o...k...?

Devil:  I have your mind, yes?  And... well, you're here already, so I'm certain your soul is mine... but what about this... gorgeous body.  This perfect, heavenly form.

Raffi: It's yours too, of course.

Devil: But it isn't, not yet.  But it will be soon.  Kneel in front of your mistress, small one.  Face your angelic brother.  That's a good boy.  You look worried, puppet, worried about what I'll do next. Bend over, my pet, let me see that perfect and unspoiled body.  Offer it to me.

Raffi: <moans> Yes... take it, my Lady.

Devil: <to Mike> Watch closely, prim one.  See how easily even divine flesh is corrupted.  With just a slip of a finger and...

Raffi: <gasps, begins to moan she strokes him>

Devil: It's as simple as that.  You can pretend you're still angry all you want, angel, but there is something overriding it, isn't there?

Mike: No!  Get your hands off of him... please....

Devil: Your begging is so pretty but the words are all wrong.  Pet?  How do you feel? Do you like your new mistress’ tricks?

Raffi: Ohh, yes... I see now. Please... I need it.

Devil: Tell your brother, don't tell me.  He's the only one who can save you now.

Raffi: Please Mike, tell him I need it!

Mike: Me?  What... I can't.  What do you mean?

Devil: <teasing, chastising> Now, I just got done saying you were the intelligent half of this pair, don't prove me wrong with willful stupidity.

Raffi: <whimpering and begging> Please, Mike!

Mike: Whatever it is you want, I'm not-

Raffi: <pitiful frantic moans>

Mike: I can't give it to you!  I don't even know what he wants!

Devil: <exasperated> You'll need to spell it out for him, pet.  'Please' what? And do be detailed, you don't want to draw this out longer than necessary, do you?

Raffi: Please Mike, I don't know what's happening, please... I need her to fill me.  Please, I need... need her cock in my ass.  Need her to fuck me.  Mike, tell her now.  PLEASE!

Mike: Raffi, no!  That's... I can't!  Just hold on...

Raffi: I CAN'T.  TELL HER, MIKE!

Devil: He's right you know.  Have you ever seen a heavenly creature destroyed by lust?  Consumed by it?  If I stop you'll see for yourself.  His only... salvation... is to become mine.  And I won't take him unless I get the matched set. And you'll need to beg me to take you both.

Mike: You know I can't do that! We're angels, created by the-

Devil: <cutting him off bruskly> Don't bother.  Yes, technically you were both angels, but not exactly top of your class, hmm?  I mean, look how naturally, how greedily this one reacts to the softest erotic touch.  And how readily he begs to be sullied.

Mike: Don't talk about him like that! He is... <faltering> was...

Devil: <softly, coaxingly> Is what... Handsome?  Sexy? Alluring?  You can say it you know.  We both know it's true.  Look at the rhythmic motions of his hips, the smooth roundness of his muscular ass.  You can feel it inside you, you know it's there.

Mike: <quietly> I don't know what you're talking about.

Devil: <smirking> Liar.  You've never been as good as you wanted.  Your pedestal is not as high as you think.

Mike: <resolutely, trying to convince himself> I AM good!

Devil:  <sharply> You're not.  Pride. Wrath.  I've seen those already and you've not been in my presence an entire hour.  How long to tick the other five boxes?

Mike: <whimper>

Devil: <sly> Perhaps there are two more down already?  Lust? Envy? Tell me, puppet, tell me you want me to save him just so you can watch, to satisfy your own lust-driven curiosity.  You've always wondered what it was that drives those pitiful humans into such depraved debauchery.  Look at Raffi's face... it's not fear so much as... need.  Don't you want to see what happens next?  Aren't you... curious... about what an angel looks like when he succumbs to the pleasures humans have known for centuries?

Mike: <defeated, but turned on> Do it.

Devil: <amused> Ohhh... you're not... getting off... that easily.  I don't think we need these bonds anymore, do we?  <snap>

Mike: <grunts, panting, falling to the floor>

Devil: You don't just want to see what it looks like to fall. You want to know what it *feels* like.  Don't bother to deny it.  Give yourself to me.

Mike: <softly> I am yours.

Devil: <demanding> More.

<beat>

Mike: <resolute> I am yours, my Lady.  <thunder>

Raffi: <cries out, still writhing under the devil's fingers> Mike, PLEASE!

Mike: Take him, show me, please!

Devil: Beg, my prideful angel.  Beg or let him be destroyed.  Use those filthy words your sexy lips have so often frowned at.

Mike: <overcome completely now by desire > Fuck him. I want to watch him when he falls.  When you fill him with your thick demon futa cock.

Devil: <almost gleefully> Watch then.  Hold him.  Feel him burn.

Raffi: <cries out as she shoves her cock in and begins to fuck him, thunder again>

<Mike/Raffi/Devil adlib dirty talk to Raffi's orgasm>

Devil: Now... now you're mine, little star.  <to Mike> Come here, my filthy angel.  Come taste your brother’s downfall from his cock.  Use your pretty mouth for something other than talking.  See if you can earn the same reward for yourself.

Mike: Ohh yes, my Lady.  Please.

<Mike/Devil ad lib sucking/dirty talk as Raffi recovers>

Devil: <grunts> Enough! Take your brother’s place.  But let him slide beneath you.  It's only fair he gets a front row seat for your ruination, don't you think?

Raffi: <excited> Ohh, thank you, Mistress.  Such a good look at that GREEDY throbbing cock, Ma’am.  Can I taste it before you take him?  I want to lick the last drops of purity from the tip of that gorgeous cock.

Devil: What a delightful, delicious idea.  Can you make him beg again, little star?  Make him plead?  It's so satisfying to hear such depraved filth from lips so recently unmarred.

<Mike/Raffi ad lib oral, begging>

Mike: <frantic begging> Oh please, master, please take me now.  Own my ass, stretch that hole and make it dirty.  Fill me with your fat throbbing devil futa cock.

Devil: There's no turning back from this puppet.  Tell me.  Tell me you'll be mine for eternity.  Tell me that you want it.  That you crave it.

Mike: Yes, yes, anything my Lady!  I want nothing else, fuck me, please! I'm coming apart without it!  I know now how empty I am, I can feel it, and I need your darkness to fill me, to make me whole!  Please!

Raffi: Ohh, please Lady, let him join me.  Let him know your power.  Fuck him Mistress!

Devil: Then come to me.  Take what you want.  It's right there, push your slutty ass back onto my thick futa cock.  You need to give yourself.  I'll not take it any other way.

<Mike cries out and impales himself on her cock, the loudest thunder yet crashes>

<adlib fucking to Mike's orgasm(s)>

Raffi: Please may we beg from you, my Lady?  Please?  We have fallen so far for you, we have done all you asked.  May we beg for your cum?  Please Ma’am.  We want it.

Mike: We do, my Lady, we hunger for it.  We need to know your taste.  Will you mark us, Mistress?  Please.  Let us share your hot molten seed between us.

Devil: That's right, beg me.  My good little boys, my fallen angels.  But you won't taste it. Not yet.

Raffi: Oooh, please!

Mike: But why, Mistress! We need it!

Devil: KNEEL BEFORE ME.  You can beg... you WILL beg, for what is mine.  But I am not finished with you yet.  Mark you, you ask.  Mark you I will.  Bow.  BOW you mewling puppets, I want those pretty asses in the air and your heads low.... and show me... your.... wings.

Raffi:  Yes Lady, anything, just please... keep stroking your monstrous cock for us.... make it cum.  Please.

Mike: Ooooh fuck, yes, please... I see now.  I see.  Please Master, please spray your cum all over our wings.  Darken their brilliance.  We don't want to be angels anymore.  Please cum.  Please....

<adlib to Devil's orgasm, angels cry out as they are covered in cum>

Devil: <softly> Rise, my pets.

Raffi: <gasps> OH!  Mike!  Your wings!

Mike: They're.... oh they're... they're beautiful!

Raffi: <clapping> They look almost black!  But they're blue and green and...

Mike: ...and purple and... oh Mistress.  They're magnificent.  <sheepish laugh> I was almost afraid you would sear them from our bodies.

Devil: <laughing, kindly, amused>  Now how would you expect me to keep two handsome demon puppets happy if I mutilated them as soon as they got here?  Come here, my loves.  Climb up and lay by me.

Mike: Yes Ma’am.

Devil: You too, Raffi-cat.

Raffi: Coming, my Lady!

Devil: <teasing> Again?  My, you're insatiable....

<Raffi giggles>

Devil: Mmmm, my boys.  We are going to have a lot of fun, we three... So get your rest, and perhaps I'll show you a few more... amazing tricks.  <a kiss for each>

<Angels together> Mmm... yes Ma’am.

FIN