When I was younger, I wasn't inclined towards the spiritual. I drank and smoked and slept around a lot. Somehow during these youthful indiscretions, I attracted something to me. It all started three years ago. I was lying in my bed taking a mid-day nap and I was wide awake. Suddenly I felt something crawl up my leg. It began to perform what felt like oral sex on me. It felt like static electricity. Like what you would imagine a ghost would feel like. I regret it now, but I kind of went with it for a minute. I didn't really believe it was happening frankly. Then I felt something in my mouth and my tongue began to go dramatically up and down, left and right. It was like I was giving oral sex to an invisible female. This immediately freaked me out and I got up right away and stopped the session except it wasn't done with me.
It started happening all day long. It started happening every night. I couldn't sleep at all. I lost my job. I begged it to stop, but it wouldn't stop. I started going to church again in hopes to get rid of it. I talked to the priest and though I'm not sure he believed me, he tried to help. He said a few prayers and came to the apartment to do a cleansing. Nothing happened. It just kept on having sex with me. I started going to church every week. I was convinced I could get rid of it with God's help.
Eventually I started trying to communicate with it through EVPs. I started to record some things that freaked me out. I heard it say things like "Beelzebub" and other sexual and satanic things. Then I started hearing the same voice from my EVPs whispering in my room. This scared the crap out of me and I decided to seek medical help. I went to the hospital and told them what had been happening and they put me in the psychiatric ward. I was there for a few days and put on anti-psych. Also, during all this I had been drinking every day because that was the only thing that helped with sexual touches. Drinking made them go away. So I had to be taken off alcohol in the hospital too. When I finally got out three days later, the attacks stopped.
I smoked weed once during this time and had a particularly intense attack. So I decided to avoid that from then on. But otherwise life started to return to normal for me. But then it started up again. It hasn't stopped since then. I've changed medications, gone back to the hospital. Sought out spiritual help, but nothing has worked. It's threatened to kill me at times, if I don't have sex with it. But I fight and refuse to give in.
I've learned some ways to lessen the sensations, but they don't work every night. I thought recently I heard the voice of my deceased father in my room. He told me "Jesus was with me. But you need to make some changes in your life." So I've been doing that to the best of my ability and seeking out someone who can successfully give me deliverance. Until that day, I will continue to fight against what I consider a demon.