Darkness fills the small enclosure where three whimpering beings sit. The beings are huddled together, clutching each other in a faint attempt at feeling safe and calm. Their fear filled cries echo off the solid metal walls of the enclosure. No other sounds can be heard, the walls too thick to allow for any noise to reach the isolated beings.

A long bang from above the beings on the roof of the enclosure causes the smallest of the three beings to scream. All three look up but see nothing. Another loud bang emanates from above and the three are silenced, not even the sound of breathing can be heard.

The three beings gasp when light spills onto their faces, illuminating their red skin and shiny white and black horns, as the metal above them is ripped apart by two small hands. The hands continue to shear the metal walls down until the three are no longer trapped. The three can know see the outside world for the first time in forever. Standing before them is their rescuer, a 4’10” petite white human female with royal purple hair adorned in golden armor carrying no weapons beyond her bloodied fists.

Blood drips from her face, arms, legs, but her armor shines on unblemished and golden. The battlefield behind her is filled with the mutilated dead bodies of Lizard Folk and Human males. Blood, guts, and fire cover the landscape. Unmitigated death and destruction are the only accurate descriptions that can describe the carnage the three demons see before them. The human female reaches out her hand to the still huddled and cowering trio.

The two big male demons jolt away, running as far as possible from their bloody savior and their metal prison. The small female demon reacts differently. Her eyes are wide, filled with wonder and awe. She reaches out her hand and grabs the human female’s outstretched bloody hand. The human pulls her up onto her feet. The human steps back and eyes the voluptuous body of the demon, hungrily devouring the sight of the naked demon.

The demon sheepishly tries to cover her flat but perky tits, but her arms disobey. The hero steps up and violently grabs the female demon, pulling her tight to her body. Their faces are inches apart and the demon’s tits are rubbing against the human’s metal amour. The demon inhales sharply from the sudden movement. She tastes the human’s breath, sweet and pheromone filled, an addicting flavor to a lust demon like her.

The human speaks,” This quest looked like trash cleanup, but a body like this is reward enough. You will be mine, demon. Will you accept your role as my quest reward or will I have to do this the hard way?”

The human’s speech delivers more of the sweet, intoxicating breath into the demon’s mouth and nose. The taste and scent are too much. The demon is hanging onto her sanity by a thread, threatening to plunge into a lustful pleasure pool of debauchery at any moment.

The demon squeaks out a reply,” Yes, Mistress! I am Yours, fully and completely. My body exists only for your pleasure! I am Your Reward!”

Mistress answers the demon’s affirmations by forcefully pulling the her into a powerful kiss, sealing their devilish deal. Reward falls into that pleasure pool, her free will shattering and her only thoughts are now for her mistress and her needs. From just the kiss, her demonic pussy and futanari cock release simultaneous cum filled orgasms. Reward is still cumming when she feels sharp pricks all over her body. She looks up to see multitudes of clear, translucent tentacles originated from her mistress start to inject her body with dark ichor. Her orgasms don’t stop, the still releasing cum turning the ground into a muddy, cummy mess. Reward screams.

THE END