Feature Writer: Yshomastsu
Feature Title: Succubus Unleashed 2 (The Hunter)
Story Codes: Erotic Horror
Published: 14.10.2013 / Copyright © 2014 by Yshomatsu / All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this story or portions thereof in any form whatsoever. The following is meant for Adults only, if you are under the age of 18 leave now.
Synopsis: What happens when a Succubus is set loose in the world
Author’s Notes: A special thanks to JonB1969 for his quick responses and amazing editing. Hope you all enjoy my story and remember to vote/comment / This Story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Succubus Unleashed 2 (The Hunter)
Four riders raced towards the horizon like their lives depended on it. It wasn’t just their lives that hung in the balance. Two days ago they charged off a battle field with orders to get reinforcements. They’ve ridden nonstop since, the horses foaming at the mouths, sprinting to the breaking point. They headed south through the highlands towards the jungles, the home land of the Horadric Legion.
The animals were well-trained and would run until their hearts gave out. However their riders weren’t doing much better. After two days with no break, the lead rider was practically falling off his saddle.
The four of them were racing against the clock, the men were counting on them. No one wanted to think about being too late, so they pressed on. The further south they got the hotter it got. Their full sets of armor didn’t help any. It would have been smart to remove it but they didn’t get the chance. Their armor was identical and to an outsider they wouldn’t be able to tell them apart. However they knew each other by sight. One glace was all it took to tell each other apart.
The rider in the lead was Sean. He’d served for eight years and knew the way home, even without a map. He just happened to be in the worst shape out of all of them. He was dehydrated and exhausted, just about passing out, hanging onto to his saddle for dear life. Sean had been in many battles, and had given his all two days ago before they were ordered off.
The two behind him were Tommy and Johnny, the youngest of the group and brothers. Johnny was the older sibling by two years. They joined the legion’s cavalry together three years ago, hoping to see fame and glory. Or at least Johnny did. His younger brother just followed along.
The eldest of the group took up the rear. He had expected company and wanted to keep his comrades safe. Their mission was all that mattered now. Reinforcements had to be summoned at all costs. Vince had been riding with the cavalry for sixteen years, and twenty two years altogether in the legion. Everyone in the cavalry looked up to him and called him Sarge, even though he never accepted a promotion. He always said he was best serving alongside them, rather than above them barking orders. He was the team captain in an unofficial sense.
He didn’t care about the stress of missions or orders and as such, paid close attention to his surroundings. He’d saved many lives over the years, and, because of that, their superiors not only put up with him but requested he join any tough mission. They may not be able to count on him to carry out orders but they could always count on him to keep those that would alive.
Vince realized after two days they were unlikely to have anyone coming up behind them. He’d been watching every direction while his horse followed the others. He was exhausted as well, but still noticed when Sean was slowly leaning to the side. The older man rode ahead and caught Sean just as he was about to fall. It was then that he realized how tired he was, as he almost dropped the man. The weight caught his muscles by surprise.
“It’s time for a rest, lads. We can’t go on like this.”
The two brothers were overjoyed when they heard the news. They’d all been riding too hard for too long.
The sky had been growing darker by each passing hour. It looked like a storm on the horizon ahead of them. If the wind was any indication that storm was heading right for them. Vince continued to ride alongside Sean, holding him up, when he spotted a building in the distance.
“We’ll take shelter there,” He pointed ahead with his free arm. “That building should be enough to wait out the storm or at least get some rest.” They all knew they couldn’t rest for long. The men they left behind were counting on them.
“Wh… What if the rain doesn’t stop in a few hours?” Tommy asked, speaking for the first time since they left, his voice a hoarse whisper. The sights they all saw at the battle startled him beyond belief.
“Then we’ll carry on in the rain. Wouldn’t be the first time.”
“It’s already too late, sir. What’s the point, we left them all to die!” Johnny yelled out.
“You can’t think that way, son,” Vince replied.
“You know how much can happen in a minute during battle. It’s been two days. They’re all dead men!”
“You’ve got to hold on to hope. Imagine if you were stranded all alone, you’d want your friends to keep looking, wouldn’t you?” Vince was getting upset but didn’t want the boy to hear it in his voice. “One thing at a time, lads. First let’s get to that building and rest. Then we’ll get help for our brothers.”
The building gradually increased in size as they got closer and the closer they got the more it looked like an abandoned and ruined mansion. It didn’t look good, but none of that mattered. All they needed was shelter from the rain, at least long enough to get some solid rest. They could sleep in the rain if it came down to it, but that would be a restless sleep and wouldn’t do anyone any good.
The gates were long destroyed and nature had taken over, vines grew over the walls and shattered gate. The grounds were overgrown and the building itself was hardly standing. It would be enough to shelter them, assuming the walls didn’t collapse around them. All they needed was a few hours, the horses might need a little more and they’d get it if needed. They wouldn’t get too far without the animals.
Johnny laughed as they crossed the ruined gate. “This place is a wreck, sarge.”
“What did you expect, wenches to serve your every desire?”
“Yeah, that’d be nice.”
“Get used to it, kid. It isn’t all glamorous like you were told.”
Vince got off his horse and pulled Sean down to the ground, the man is out cold. The veteran removes packs from the horses and sits them down as he tells Tommy to tie the horses up somewhere that’ll stay dry. The boy nods, being the quiet brother Vince didn’t expect a response but knew the task would be completed. Johnny was another story, he was the complaining, cocky hot shot that expected everything to go his way.
Sean, on the other hand, was the ideal solider. He pushed himself to the breaking point. Always standing at the ready, almost like he lived to serve. He had fought harder than any of them and set the pace over the past two days.
With the perfect solider laying safely on the ground, snoring, Vince set out to make sure the crumbling building was indeed safe for them. All they really needed was a roof to stay dry and if they were lucky, the storm would pass. First he tested the steps to see if they’d hold his weight. As he approached the door he turned back to see Johnny sitting down next to Sean.
The veteran warrior allowed himself a slight smile. The boy might complain a lot but at least he didn’t have to order him to stay by the man’s side. Hell, the kid was probably just in shock, after everything they just witnessed.
The door appeared to be solid, despite the appearance of the building itself. A little push proved that the door was indeed sturdy. It was either bolted shut or hadn’t been used in a long time. He pressed his shoulder into it and heard the hinges snap as the strong wood gave way. Vince was hit in the face by a swift wind that smelt of dust and mold. It was like the place had been sealed air tight for a long time. That could be a good sign. Inside could be safe, or he’d fall through a floor.
After a little jingle bouncing on his knees Vince decided the floor would hold. The main room was big enough for the four of them to lay out. Everything was old but it would suffice for their needs, that being to get some rest and be on their way.
There was no need to explore the rest of the place, or even risk ascending the large stair case to the second floor. There was even a fire pit in the center. He looked up, expecting to see some elaborate design for the smoke to escape but he couldn’t tell what was up there. The rich always had to have large wastes of space, and who ever had owned this house was no different.
Vince was satisfied with his inspection and headed back outside. The sky was extremely dark, darker that it had been only moments before. Even the wind had picked up. Johnny was sitting next to snoring Sean, shivering despite his armor. The temperature had dropped nearly twenty degrees in mere minutes.
Small droplets of water hit his face as he approached the young man.
“It’s safe enough inside, let’s get him inside.” The veteran crouched down and slung a pack on each shoulder. Johnny took the hint and did the same with the rest of the packs, but not before offering up a weak salute. The young man grabbed Sean’s feet as Vince grabbed under the sleeping man’s armpits.
They carefully carried him inside just as the rain picked up into a heavy downpour. Footsteps are heard echoing loudly as Tommy came running around to the stairs to join them, already soaking wet. Sean was lowered to the floor as Tommy shook off most of the water and took a deep breath. It’s much warmer inside, yet it could be warmer still. Vince went over to the fire pit, and got a fire going.
The two brothers went through the packs, removing all the sleeping rolls. First they laid one down and carefully moved Sean onto it. Then they laid out the others just as Vince lit a fire. Everyone watched as the smoke rose to the roof. Armor was removed and set aside as the fire begins to burn hot.
“Well, it doesn’t look like it’ll be a problem and smoke us out but, I’ll keep an eye out while you two get some sleep.”
The younger brother nodded and curled up in his sleeping roll. It’s already warmer, at least next to the fire. Johnny makes a wise crack but settles in when no one gives him a reaction. Vince’s sly smile was hidden from the smart ass and was glad when the boy gives up since everyone is tired. He planned to get a little shut eye and then check on the fire. When his head hit the floor he’s out before he can even feel the hardness of the hardwood floor.
Despite the screaming storm outside, all four men were in deep sleep and snoring minutes later. The shadows of the room darken unnaturally as the fire struggles to light the large room. Something sinister awaits in the dark.
The fire burns brighter for a moment and the smoke bellows out into the room. None of the guys stir from their slumber and it returns to normal seconds later. Only now as the smoke rises it shimmers as if alive. If anyone had been watching they would have noticed the smoke forming the shape of a woman and she was looking down at Sean.
The man’s friends brought him in so he was still wearing his armor, even though they wrapped him up in the sleeping roll.
The smoke in the form of a woman glided down to the armored warrior as the essence of her being flowed into his armor and vanished within. The man groaned and twisted in his sleep as if his dreams had just been invaded, just like his body. The sounds he made woke up Tommy, who looks around and doesn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. The boy looks at each of the others and they’re all sleeping soundly. The smile on Sean’s face goes unnoticed. Just before Tommy was about to lay back down he hears a sound like someone dragging their feet in another room.
Tommy reluctantly gets up and grabs his sword before moving to the edge of the room, looking back he pounders waking someone up be decides not to. He can run back if he finds anything but it was most likely just an old house making odd sounds. With that thought he slowly and quietly makes his way to a door. He grips the handle and the door swung open without a sound.
He props the door open and walks into the room. The first thing he notices is it is dark and he can’t see shit. He has taken about eight or so steps into the room before the door he propped open slams shut. Tommy jumps around, scared out of his own skin but he can’t see anything. If the sound he heard didn’t wake anyone up the door slamming had to, standing still in— he assumed was the middle of the room— hope that his eyes would adjust to the dark.
Something moves back where the door was, he stared off in that direction desperate to see anything, heart rate speeding up as he began to sweat nervously. A shape forms in the dark and all he can tell is it’s a person and it looks like they’re wrapped head to toe in cloth. The second he sees that the being’s arm shoots up towards him and strands of that cloth fly, aiming at his face, eyes go wide as he panicked.
*****
SLAM!
The loud crash violently wakes up Vince and Johnny as they jump to their feet, weapons already in hand. They’re pacing in quick circles looking for a target to strike, yet nothing is out of place. The room is still empty, besides the four of them. Wait, where was Tommy? Sean was somehow still sound asleep but the younger of the two boys was nowhere to be seen. His armor was still here but not his sword.
Johnny quickly calls out, hoping he’s close by but no one answers the call. Within minutes their armor is back on and they’re ready to search for the boy.
“Why would he wonder off without waking one of us?” Vince questions the other brother as they paced impatiently around the fire. This was an unknown place, it wasn’t safe to go exploring alone. Johnny shrugged before replying.
“Shouldn’t we wake him up before we do the exact same thing?” He asked while pointing at Sean.
“Yes, we should, but if he slept through that bang then he may have really pushed his body too far. It might be wiser to let him recover fully.”
Vince wasn’t sure what to do. Normally he’d grab a log from the fire as a torch and scout but there weren’t any logs, it was a fire pit with most of its contents reduced to ash. It was a wonder the thing was still lit.
The storm outside was still howling, they could hear the rain pounding at the walls and ceiling. If Tommy wasn’t missing they would have brushed off that loud slam as something outside like a tree falling or lightning striking the ground.
As they checked the closest door and fought it locked no one noticed the bright red pair of eyes reflecting off the fire up in the top corner of the room, body masked in darkness. Vince pressed his ear the door and could hear commotion on the other side, it sounded like someone struggling. Thinking it could be Tommy, he started to slam his shoulder into the door repeatedly.
“There’s someone… on the other side… hurry and see if there’s another… way into the room.”
Vince shouted and grunted between shoulder thrusts into the door. The cocky kid nodded before rushing off. The door just wouldn’t budge no matter how hard he hit it. A strong wind blew past him in the direction the boy had run and another door slammed shut loudly. The pair of red eyes were no longer there.
“No, no, no this isn’t happening!”
He ran towards that door and found as expected, it was locked as well. Whatever was in this house wanted them separated and it was working. Vince rushed over to Sean but before he could reach him the front door swung open and the fire flared big and brightly.
Standing proudly in the door way with hands on her hips was the sexiest yet most sinister being the rider had ever seen. It was most certainly a woman but like no woman Vince had ever seen before. Instead of pink human skin this woman was blood red, standing there in her birthday suit with long flowing black hair hiding most of her large chest. The look on her face was one of annoyance and that’s when he saw the other features, two black horns atop her head and two leathery wings moving behind her back, lastly a tail slithering between her legs. Hey body and hair were soaking wet but that only enhanced her beauty.
“Did you think you would escape me?” She asked in a husky voice. There was a hint of danger in that sexy voice that unnerved Vince to his very core. He quickly looked to Sean and back to the inhuman woman. If he was quick he could reach the man and wake him up before she could get to them. His muscles tensed as he sprang into action and was surprised when she just stood there watching him run towards his friend. Two more steps and he’d get there, a smile formed on his lips, soon the odds would be two against one.
A flick of her wrist shattered his hopes as he was flung back through the fire and onto the large stair case. He quickly regained his breath as he patted fires out on his armor, the chest piece was a blaze and he wasted no time in removing it. She was advancing on him, completely ignoring Sean. In a panic Vince scrambled up the stairs, completely confused as to what was going on. How could they be trying to escape someone they’d never met? He didn’t get the chance to ask her, his voice was caught in his throat and he wasn’t sure whether to be scared or turned on.
Luck was on his side since his mind’s fear out weighted his body’s natural reaction to a naked, beautiful woman. The stair case groaned underneath him as he scrambled towards the top. The demon reached the stair case and looked up, a feral grin formed on her face as her wings out stretched and flapped downward. Her body rose up into the air and she gracefully closed the distance.
Vince somehow found the strength to swing his sword. On the first swing the demoness caught the blade between her fingers and instead of her hand being cleaved in two the blade itself melted. His eyes opened wide as his only weapon disintegrated before his eyes. He did the only thing his petrified mind could come up with, turning around and running away. Two steps later and he was jolted to a stop as the demon grabbed his shirt. But he wasn’t going to submit if he had any say in the matter.
The demoness named Meridiana held on tight to his shirt and began to wrap her other arm around his chest, fingers tickling him along the way. Vince struggled to break free and before she had him wrapped in her embrace the shirt ripped. He wasn’t prepared for it to rip as he was attempting to keep running away and when the cloth tore, his body shot forward. The rider’s upper body accelerated towards the floor. On impact the floor gave way to his weight and he continued to fall through the floor.
The veteran’s stomach took shelter up in his chest as he plummeted down. He got a quick glance at the fire and the slumbering Sean. There was something coming out of his armor and at that moment he knew the man wasn’t sleeping through everything on his own, something was keeping him asleep. Yet he didn’t have long to comprehend it, as he struck the ground floor and the impact knocked the wind out of him. Darkness began to claim him as he eyes rolled back into his skull. The last thing he knew was that he was still falling. Even the ground floor gave way on impact.
Meridiana stood at the edge of the hole on the second floor and looked down, “Feisty.” She looked back over the railing at the smoke elemental and her smile widened. “Feast my children, none shall leave as free men.” Her voice reached all three ears despite two being in other rooms.
She had great plans for these men. Their souls would be used to create a being that she found herself in great need of. Yet they wouldn’t be killed. She needed slaves to build and serve as she changed the world to her image. These four men fled a battle where she claimed an army of workers. Those men kept their souls, at least for now, but she had claimed two souls that day, a knight’s and a monk’s. Their souls had been strong enough to create these three new children and though they weren’t as powerful as her first two creations, they were much more loyal and at this point that mattered more to the demoness than power.
The creature she planned to create with these four souls would be extremely powerful and she hoped the four souls would keep it loyal. If everything went according to plan then this creature would hunt and return her first two creations. In the meantime, she’d return to the site of that great battle and start construction on what would become her fortress on this world.
Normally she’d go right for her prize but she sensed the one she chose to chase was currently taking a dirt nap. So she was content to watch for now, although it wasn’t in her character to take the easy route. He put up a fight before he fell through two floors and she wanted to enjoy it as he fought more, rather than take him while he slept. That appeared to be someone else’s plan and she’d watch it play out.
Down below Sean was pleasantly smiling. In his dreams he was laying down on a comfortable mat with ten beautiful women rubbing their soft hands all over his naked body. There was a towel covering his member from their view and so far they kept it professional. He’d lay there all day and night if he could, his body hurt from battle and the following long ride.
The elemental in his suit of armor influenced that dream and was ready to step it up now that they were finally alone.
*****
Johnny had run into the side room, eager to get to his brother. The way Vince had shouted as he put his ear to the door startled him. Was his brother in trouble? Half way into the room and he swore he saw another door, one that would lead to his brother. All of a sudden the door he rushed through slammed shut and his only light source went out. He turned around and could hear Vince screaming and banging on the door but couldn’t see anything.
He knew it was a bad idea to take shelter here. The place looked like a haunted mansion on the outside with nature taking over the man-made structure. The cocky side of him was quickly overcome by his cowardice, heart pounding in his chest. Everything was dark but he had to think, he was in a small room and his brother was in the room to his left now that he was facing the door he had entered.
A soft red glow began to wash the room lightly distracting his thoughts. The soft light in the room remained only hinting at revealing his surroundings. However its source intensified until it looked like two rubies floating in front of the door. Eyes, he could tell now they were eyes staring him down. A shiver rose up his spine as a row of pearl white teeth joined the eyes, two elongated fangs among them. These red orbs stared into his soul as he was frozen, imagination running wild as he pictured the grotesque monster staring at him, hungry for his flesh.
A silky voice said, “Come here young man.”
Johnny had expected a much deeper and frightening voice. “Yeah, like hell!”
His voice cracked, despite his best effort, and expressed how terrified he was before he turned to his left and ran into the wall. Stars filled his vision after he face planted but he was determined and hands felt along the surface searching for a handle.
The sound of bare feet approaching behind him filled his ringing ears. Yep it was exactly as he expected. The undead have risen to eat his brain, it just so happened to have a lovely voice. Before he could swore he felt his very being attracted to those eyes, as if the longer he stared into them the more he’d lose himself in them. Lucky for him his will to live had won out, pulling him out of the hypnotic ruby orbs.
The closer the horror got to him the clearer he could see the wall. Any second now and he’d find the handle and go through the portal to safety.
Hot breath blew onto his neck and he froze, not realizing the thing had gotten so close. The breath felt good despite his fright. She moaned as her tongue took a long lick, tasting his skin behind his ear. Another shiver went up his spine, yet this one was caused by pleasure and was joined by a jolt in his pants.
“I can taste your fear,” she whispered before nibbling on his ear lobe. Her voice sure didn’t sound like a decaying corpse but he couldn’t get that image out of his mind. She took his lack of response as an invite and loosened his armor. With his neck exposed she leaned in and took a whiff. Her whole body shuddered in arousal as her eyes locked onto his pulsating vein, his scared heart was working overtime and she couldn’t resist.
The next thing he felt were two sharp fangs piercing his skin as his eyes shot open. He was right all along she was here to eat him. If it was possible for him to be more frightened then in that moment he was. He tried to pull away but her arms embraced around his chest and her glowing eyes once again lit up the space in front of him.
The first thing he noticed was her smooth pale white arms. They matched her voice in the fact that they didn’t appear like decaying death. Her lips closed in on his neck and she sucked hard. A non-volunteered moan escaped his terrified lips. The second thing he noticed was the door handle. It scared him how good her embrace felt, but the last thing he wanted was to be eaten alive so he lashed out, shoving his head back into hers and grabbed that handle.
He caught her by surprise as the back of his skull crashed into her forehead. As her embrace loosened he took full advantage by escaping through the door. He slammed it shut in her face, bracing against it as he searched for a lock. The handle started to turn and he quickly put a stop to that, but no such luck finding a lock. How’d the other doors lock if this doesn’t? Wait there it was, a board slid down and effectively sealed the door.
The handle kept turning but now he didn’t need to hold the door back. Johnny looked around, having expected it to be another dark room, but he was surprised when it wasn’t. There were two tables on each side of the room with candles lit, coating the room in yellow flickering candle light. The room wasn’t empty either. There was furniture and a large bed but what caught his attention was in a corner. In that corner propped up was an ordinate and gem covered sarcophagus.
Yet the room itself was empty, not a soul and Vince had acted like he heard someone in here and there were only two entrances. The other door was still sealed so that would mean there痴 only one place anyone could be hiding. There was no space under the bed which drew his attention back to the sarcophagus. It was carved to resemble a very beautiful woman covered in jewels. He almost dreaded going over to it. He should have opened the other door for Vince but the man had stopped banging and after the ordeal with the pale woman he completely forgot. His only thought now was finding his brother.
Over at the jewelled box for the dead Johnny grips it and starts to pull. BAM! His head jerks back to the door he came through, the lock fell to the ground split in two and there was a fist sized hole in the door. It didn’t swing open right away but a piece of cloth shot out of the now open sarcophagus and wrapped around his face, sealing his mouth shut. The wrap tensed and pulled his face to look inside, what he saw shocked him beyond belief.
There were two people inside, a male and a female and both were wrapped head to toe in the same cloth that was currently around his head. The woman was looking at him with intent, parts of her golden skin was showing, hinting at how beautiful she could be. Yet she wasn’t holding his attention. Johnny instantly realized the “guy” was his brother.
His brother’s eyes were rolled up into his skull. It looked like he had struggled but was now in complete bliss. The younger brother wasn’t wearing anything underneath the wraps and Johnny knew that because the wraps weren’t covering every inch of him. The girl was caressing his shoulder and chest as she pressed her chest into his body. Yet the older brother couldn’t tell why his sibling was withering in so much pleasure.
Johnny looked back over at the female, despite his better judgment and as he looked down, he noticed the source of all his brother’s bliss. His entire nether region was wrapped up and those wraps weren’t motionless. It’s like the woman could read his mind once he saw that, because the wrap attached to him started to pull him closer.
Their eyes locked only for a moment as she gave him a knowing look and pulled him closer still until she was nuzzling his neck. Suddenly she stopped, having spotted the bite mark on his neck.
“You have been claimed,” she said, spitting venom as her focus turned towards the room.
There, standing in front of the bed, was her sister, with a smug expression as she stared her down. It was like her sister was daring her to take the prey she claimed. The newcomer had his mouth bound but that didn’t stop him from trying to call out to the mummy’s prey. She made out a name from his muffled cries, Tommy. So her prey had a name. The knowledge made her think of her mistress Meridiana, and she wondered why they weren’t given names.
The demon’s first creation had a name, before the transformation, and her second named herself Amber. Both of them had rebelled. She couldn’t understand why anyone would rebel from such power. It was there for the taking, all the power one could ever want. It made her curious but in the end it didn’t matter. She had all the distraction she could ever want right here wrapped up in her embrace.
The mummy pushed Johnny away and her cloth snapped yet remained over his mouth. He stumbled back and fell onto his ass as the wrapped woman gave him a wink and slowly shut the sarcophagus. The older sibling quickly jumped to his feet, rushing back to it but this time it wouldn’t open.
He heard laughter behind him and he turned to look, instantly recognizing the pale skin and red eyes staring daggers at him. Now that she was standing in the light, he saw her for the first time. Her skin looked flawless, besides being extremely pale. She was wearing tight leather that left little to the imagination, it was black leather and contrasted to her skin. She was nothing like his mind had imagined, far from a rotting corpse drooling for flesh, the picture he had when she bit his neck. Her smug smile showed off those pearl white fangs, their tips still stained with his blood. Another shiver went up his spine, this time mixed with fear and pleasure.
“Your fear makes me so wet Johnny.” She moaned out as if just smelling his fear had given her a small orgasm. At the sound of her voice, his fear was replaced with puzzlement as he looked up to her eyes. As his gaze roved up her body, he wondered how she knew his name.
However, the moment their gazes locked, his world was spun upside down, his mind went blank, and her ruby orbs became his everything. The corners of her lips curled up and a hand out stretched, beckoning him to her.
With his mind empty of all thoughts he started walking towards the bed putting up no resistance. Those eyes demanded his whole attention and nothing else mattered.
“You won’t be needing those anymore.” She pointed to his armor. “Your armor is getting heavy, why don’t you take it off?”
He nodded and reached for the straps. One by one his armor fell to the ground as he got close to the bed, the strap around his mouth long forgotten. There was no reason to speak after all. Down to his loose clothing, he began to take that off but stopped and gave her a questioning look, to which she lowered her head in approval.
He now stood before her naked, with only the strap around his mouth, manhood pointing right at her. Each step he had taken sent pure pleasure shooting to his brain. Obeying her was now his only purpose. Their gaze never faltered and she reached out with one hand, fingers tracing along the head of his cock, sliding down his shaft until they encircled and squeezed. His moan almost caused his burning eyes to go blind but he couldn’t risk losing sight of those orbs for even a millisecond.
The vampire gave him a knowing look as she began to twist her wrist all the while staring daggers at him, daring him to resist and fight back. In a way this was too easy and felt like cheating, but at the same time she enjoyed seeing her gifts at work. She had tasted his blood and gained deeper understanding of him. Johnny was a complainer, never content with what he had.
Perhaps she’d work him up to the brink of no return and release him from her gaze, see if he’d have the will power to turn her down, or would he throw her onto the bed and ravage her? She didn’t know which scenario she wanted more. Her juices were dripping down her thighs, having already soaked her panties. Her free hand reached up and caressed his cheek. The other hand sped up, twisting, turning and pumping until his body was shaking with need for release.
Johnny just stood there, showing no signs of an attempt to resist. Her mind was made up, this was too easy, bending him to her will with just one look. Her fingers on his face curled into the cloth wrap and her other hand slowed to a lazy stroking. She blinked, braking the trance as she ripped the cloth off his face. He gasped out loud, as if waking up from a deep trance, and the first thing he felt was he really, really needed to cum.
There were no thoughts of saving his brother or even himself, for that matter.
He had joined the army and one thing was certain, your love life was nonexistent. Being the young man that he was, resisting his body’s urges wasn’t exactly easy to do. Johnny looked at the pale woman with a pleading need written all over his features and only one work was spoken.
“Why?” He wasn’t sure if he was asking why she had stopped or why this was happening to them.
Her features were stunning and he was just now noticing. High cheeks with a small nose and mouth, but he wasn’t fooled, knowing full well how dangerous the contents of that mouth were, despite how harmless her cute lips looked. The curtain of straight raven colored hair completed the contrast her armor started, making her pale skin really stand out. Her lips matched the color of her eyes. Blood red and he was convinced they were coated with his blood.
Even after noticing all of that he still couldn’t suppress his desire to lean forward and kiss those lips. But he didn’t need to suppress it because she leaned forward within inches of him.
The vampire’s breath felt warm and inviting on his skin as her hand had been, slowly, teasingly stroking him this whole time. It was like she was taunting him, daring him to make a move or try to escape. Johnny stood there frozen, whole body tense, and begging him to make a move yet somehow he couldn’t do it. His in action wasn’t in defiance or a form of resisting he simply didn’t have it in him to close that distance.
It was as if she was impatient as she gave him a squeeze, causing his mouth to open in a gasp of pleasure. The pale woman lunged forward, attacking his lips and shoving her tongue roughly into his mouth.
The sudden influx of pleasure sent his eyes rolling back and knees to melt as he fell further into her embrace. It’s too late to turn back now, his feeble mind thought as he began to respond to the kiss, tongues waging war.
Responding came naturally to him as he found he didn’t have to attempt to think. His tongue pushed into hers and followed as she pulled hers back past her lips. The older brother’s tongue flicked at her cute lips before continuing inside her mouth to resume their battle.
However, once he was within her mouth, it clamped down and he cried out as those fangs sank into his flesh and began to suck. At the same moment she sped up her hand on his cock and her free hand wrapped around his back pulling him tighter into her body.
The motions of her hand washed away any pain he would have felt when she pierced his tongue but pulling him closer was for her own good rather than his. The taste of his blood was more divine this time as her body had only gotten a teasing taste last time. She held him tight to keep herself upright, since her legs felt like putty.
Oddly it felt good as his tongue was pulled tightly into her mouth and she sucked like her life depended on it, cheeks hallowed out. His hands reached up and started clawing at her tight leather outfit as if they had minds of their own. They pulled desperately at any straps they found and soon had it loosening up. Before long her top was thrown to the side and his hands raised to enjoy caressing and squeezing her surprisingly large breasts.
It was her turn to moan, and she had enough with the foreplay. The pale sexy woman spun him around and disengaged his mouth and penis before shoving him back onto the bed. In a flash her undergarments were removed and she leaped into the air. He wasn’t even given a second to comprehend what happened before his world exploded. The vampire had landed in one swift motion onto the bed, impaling herself on his rock hard manhood.
Her breath and mouth had been warmer than he’d expected, but nothing prepared him for the furnace that was her nether region. Instinctively he reached up and sunk his fingers into her cold skin but she grabbed his wrists and pulled his arms up over his head. With her new leverage holding his wrists into the mattress she lifted herself up slowly, enjoying every inch of his dick as it slid out of her until her nether lips were sealed around his swollen head. A firm squeeze later and she plummeted back down, causing a loud slap to fill the air as their bodies collided together. A loud lustful moan came from the vampire but Johnny’s voice was caught in his throat as he silently gasped for air. She repeated her moves slowly rising and violently slamming down.
If he thought he was on edge before he didn’t know how to explain how he felt now. It was like she was fucking the breath right out of him, he couldn’t catch a breath. It was the most amazing thing he’d ever felt in his life, pinned to the bed with no choice but to lay there and take it.
Johnny managed to open his eyes and look at her face. The feral look that was returned scared the impending orgasm right out of him. Throat cleared as he screamed in mixed pleasure and fright. The moment his member swelled up and exploded, she landed hard into his lap and savored it, squeezing her inner muscles, clamping down. He couldn’t take his eyes off her but his vision whited out, it was too much and was over before he could even comprehend it.
His penis began to die down for some much needed rest and then she clamped down harder like a vise grip. Johnny groaned when something unexpected happened that caused the groan to express pain.
“Ah what the…” Two sharp fang-like barbs sand into his manhood. Despite himself and the pain he started to grow again as her talon like nails dug into his wrists. He could feel something, some kind of liquid being absorbed into his newly steel hard member. It was an aphrodisiac and it was working, his blood was boiling. Johnny couldn’t help it, but arched his back before he began to thrust up into her dangerously hot, wet pussy.
“Yes, that’s it, you’re ours now.”
She laughed as she rode him, like he was trying to buck her off. Each thrust hit that special spot and was driving her closer to her own climax, loving every second of it. He kept thrusting until his feet were firmly planted on the bed, hips holding her up in the air. The vampire wrapped her legs around his waist, ankles locking together. At that moment the inner walls of her vagina spasmed and a white light exploded in her vision at the same time her orgasm sent her whole body into convulsions.
While her body was overwhelmed in pleasure, Johnny couldn’t move. He laid there, staring up into her face. Whatever power she had over him was gone as he slowly regained his willpower. She collapsed on top of him. The rider slowly lowered his hips and rolled over and her arms circled around his neck, joining her legs wrapped tightly around him.
The venom injected into his blood stream left him with only one wish, to cum. The fact that she remained tightly attached to him was all the consent he needed as he slowly pumped into her. She may have been out of it but that didn’t stop her from grinding her hips in small circles. He was gotten close when she whispered in his ear.
“Give me your wrists.”
With one arm holding him up, he moved the other to her lips. She lightly kissed and licked the wound her nails had dug into his skin. He was too close to his climax to care that he just willingly gave her more of his blood to drink. Her kisses became more insistent before she began to suck harder drawing more blood from his veins.
It was addictive having her suck his blood, the more she took the better it felt and he was rapidity approaching his peak as his hips increased in speed. She took a break between sips of his divine nectar to encourage him on.
“Right there, yeah that’s it,” Suck, “Keep going, give me everything you got.”
He couldn’t take it, her sexy voice brought about the beginning of something he’d never understand. But that was ok, he wasn’t meant to. He groaned out as his entire thought process was once again reduced to nothing other than his need to fill up her womb. The rider’s thrusts became sloppy and her legs tightened around him, bringing his thrusts to a stop as her inner walls did their thing, coxing the orgasm out of him.
He screamed at the top of his lungs and her fangs sank into his wrists. Darkness consumed him as it was his turn to collapse into the bed as he began to snore.
*****
Meanwhile in the main room Sean was squirming in his sleep, about to wake up. He felt a hand brushing past his cheek as if it was made of air. His right eye opened but he didn’t see anything and he was having a very good dream. Confusion filled his tired expression. Where was he? There was a fire warming his exposed skin and a breeze that seemed to caress his entire body. Two sensations felt great and explained his pleasant dream.
There was no sign of the others besides their bed rolls and packs. One set of armor that looked like Tommy’s, yet no weapons. Talk about being confused, the last thing he remembered was riding hard. The four of them were on a mission of the utmost importance and it was quite possible that they left without him. The mission to get reinforcements was more important than one man. If that was the case why were their packs and one set of armor still here?
As he tried to get up the breeze intensified, feeling like a thousand hands messaging his muscles into a more relaxed state. It infected his urge to get up but he had to… have to find… oh that felt good. The breeze moved down, tickling his lower abdomen. He could lay here forever enjoying this, forgetting everything in the world.
Everything would be okay. The others would finish the mission.
Sean relaxed into the bed roll and closed his eyes. The only thing that would make this better was if he wasn’t wearing the armor. Weakly he reached up with almost too relaxed arms to loosen his armor straps. The effort took a lot of concentration and his arm fell back to his side. Armor was still tightly fastened and in the way of the nice breeze. He took a few deep breaths and felt himself dozing off again.
A weight settled on his midsection and the straps to the armor loosened. Good he thought, back in the pleasant dream already. Once more deep breath and he was out cold.
Thousands of hands caressed his naked body, so far keeping the message completely professional by staying away from his hard prick. Yet the longer this dream went on, the more he wished it would turn towards a naughty dream.
He didn’t have to wait long. He was after all the master of his own dreams, wasn’t he? The hands tickling his lower abs traveled lower, ever closer, yet never touching his pole. They rubbed his inner thighs and even around his dick as if they were outlining the length as it lay upon his belly.
He imagined it rising until it stood straight up, pointing to the sky. Lips kissed his ear lobe, no those lips weren’t kissing, they were blowing warm air into his ear. He strained to hear, and he swore he could hear whispers in the wind, but he couldn’t make out what they were saying.
The weight on his waist lowered sending waves of pleasure to his brain as it blew over his cock and settled, pressing his prick into him. This was exactly what he wanted. Moisture wet his member as the weight shifted as if sliding along him. It didn’t feel like someone was grinding into him, rather it felt like someone was blowing along his member with just a little more force than simple air blowing. It was like a woman was but wasn’t sitting in his lap all at once. Hard to explain, and his tired mind only cared that it felt amazing and didn’t want it to stop.
On a down stroke his dick wasn’t content to just lay there and take it, and at that instant it felt like he had entered a wind tunnel, a wet, tight tunnel that blew air all around his cock. He moaned out loud as this new sensation overwhelmed his senses. It felt like nothing he had ever felt before, blowing up and down, all around. He felt his orgasm quickly approaching. The wind tunnel suddenly sealed around his base, sending a jolt up his spine, eyes opening wide in shock. No! He screamed inside his head, what a horrible time to wake up.
There was once again on empty room, with only the crackling fire. The strange thing was even though he had woken up, the pleasure didn’t stop. That’s when he noticed he was naked and his manhood was pointing straight up. He felt a tight clamp around his base yet nothing was there. The skin on his dick was even moving along with the powerful suction he felt. His breathing was heavy and he was still on the brink.
It had only taken a second to notice everything, before the reason he woke up sent his whole body stiff. The orgasm hit him, exploding his white seed up into the air. Half expecting to feel his sticky mess land back on his sweaty skin but it just hovered there in midair. Slowly it was absorbed into the air and as it vanished the very air began to take form. As before he couldn’t see anything, now he could make out the moving air particles.
The weight on his lap got slightly heavier and that amazing wind tunnel doubled its effort. Pleasure like nothing he had ever felt before kept him hard and wanting, no, needing more. His prick was sensitive but that only served to increase the waves upon waves of mind numbing bliss flooding his mind. He reached up with arms that felt like lead but they passed through the air like nothing was there. Only the sensation from his dream met his skin, like hands caressing him. His arms fell back to the floor. He couldn’t believe he was feeling another orgasm approaching and this one felt powerful.
His head remained firmly planted in the bed roll, eyes open, eagerly trying to see anything he could. At times he swore he could see the outline of a woman, even a face, but it’d be gone just as fast. While he was staring, something caught his eye on the second floor. Someone was watching him, squinting his eyes attempting to make out who it was. A loud scream in the side room distracted him when he looked back to the second floor whoever was watching him was gone.
That scream unnerved him, because it sounded like one of the brothers. There was no way to tell if it had been a scared scream or a pleasurable one. Either way if his comrades didn’t leave and they were all in fact trapped here he had to get up. His limbs felt heavy but he managed to sit up.
Whatever was sitting in his lap looked at him as she tilted her head. It was like she was amused at his attempt to get away from her. Sean squinted his eyes, concentrating, and his fingers closed around the hilt to his sword. The wind tunnel around his throbbing manhood doubled its effort causing him to falter.
The rider’s grip tightened on his weapon and swung with all his might. With his limbs being so heavy, the swing that should have been fast as lightning was slow and sloppy, slicing through the air but causing no harm at all.
“Shh,” The air whispered to him. It felt like arms sliding around his shoulders and legs around his hips, holding him up? Everything combined brought him closer to that impending, pleasurable doom.
“Make me whole and stay by my side forever.” Her nether lips once again sealed and sent unbelievable pleasure, joy and bliss across his whole body.
“No,” He cried out, holding on with every ounce of his body ready to give in. “Mankind will not bend to your will, they will fight back.”
“Like you are fighting back?” She pouted cutely, her entire wind based body messaging him, enticing a moan. “On the brink of giving me exactly what I want. Just like the good little boy you are.”
He could hardly comprehend what she was saying. The very air had come alive from his dreams and he was woken up to a nightmare, a pleasurable nightmare, but a nightmare all the same.
“Stop fighting and drown in all that I offer you.”
Her lips kissed his lips, air circling his rebellious tongue and he couldn’t hold on any more. It felt like a million mouths were kissing his entire body. The sword flung from his hand as his real weapon exploded between his legs.
Once again he watched helplessly as his seed launched up into the air and hovered there. This time as the essence of his soul was absorbed into the air elemental— each second dragged on for an eternity as each piece vanished before his eyes— more of the woman on his lap became visible.
She was absolutely stunning, blond hair flowing around them both, floating in the air. Sparkling blue eyes stared back into his and she smiled a luscious grin. “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”
He couldn’t find the strength to respond, completely captivated by the beauty giving him the best lay of his life. What little resistance he had left fled his body with that last blast of his seed.
The woman was still see-through but had much more control of herself and him.
“I need more, give me more, give me everything!”
He groaned as her powerful wind tunnel of a pussy sped up, their mixed juices running down around his balls. Somehow he was still hard but there was a slight pain coming from his scrotum. It was taking a toll on his body but he had no choice in the matter. She wrapped her limbs tighter around him and started to grind her hips. The air elemental was absolutely loving every second of this, her forming body was amazing.
Soon she would be whole and the world would be at her fingertips. There was no part of her mind that had any desire to rebel against her creator. Meridiana had created the perfect loyal servant in her as long as the promise to unlimited power remained true to her word.
It was time to start the ritual, but she believed she could get another load from him first, and she planned to make full use of her time. She began to rise and fall upon Sean’s mighty sword with greater need.
No one could resist her now.
*****
Meridiana watched the scene comfortably, from her perch on the second floor. The one rider that had remained asleep had woken up finally, and was struggling to understand his situation. The air elemental had stripped him naked and his body was so relaxed he couldn’t get up, forced to lay there helplessly as she had her way with him.
The moment he woke up was the same moment his fate was sealed. Once the elemental got a taste of his seed there was no escape. With each sampling she’d gain more solidity in this world.
Meridiana would have enjoyed watching her child take full form but when her vampire child’s prey screamed it knocked her out of the moment. She had lingered long enough. Her own target had fallen through two floors giving her some time to watch. That free time had passed. The demoness had to return to the hunt.
She had great plans for these four souls. Three would suffice but four was ideal. Her past two creations had taken on too much free will, to the point of openly rebelling against her.
This next creation’s purpose was to remedy her mistake. Four souls would give the proper amount of control she needed. Especially since this creation had to be powerful enough to fight the first two combined.
The demon looked down the hole in the floor, expecting to still see her prey laying there unconscious. All she saw was debris piled up. Gracefully she glided down the two holes— one in each floor— down to the basement. With one whiff she could sense where he went.
A feral grin formed on her lips. She loved the ones that fought back. Her power was great, but easy prey bored her to death.
*****
Vince woke up with a splitting headache, covered in rubble from his fall. How long was he out? It couldn’t have been long, since that monster — a hot, sexy monster but a monster none the less — wasn’t anywhere to be seen.
As he got up, pain shot up his spine. Suddenly he was glad to have put on his armor. There was a piece of wood jammed in his back, denting the metal. If he hadn’t had the armor on, that piece of wood would have been impaled right through his entire midsection.
He briefly wondered if he had time to remove the chest plate and bash out that dent that was stabbing his back. Before he had time to really consider it, he heard a scream. It was muffled and almost sounded like a hoarse whisper from his current position. It was one of the brothers and if he wasn’t mistaken it was Johnny. He had wasted enough time. Moving into the darkness, he searched for a way out.
He was in the building’s basement so there had to be a staircase close by. His eyes were adjusting to the dark and he could make out the room. There wasn’t much in the room from what he could see.
Some tables, cabinets, work shelves, the basics really. This building had been in ruins for a long time. Anything of value would have been stripped down and taken long ago. That red skinned monster wasn’t from here, he could tell that much. Rather than the four of them intruding on the thing’s home, he knew deep down that it had tracked them down.
The things he saw at that battle were like nothing from this earth. So it wasn’t a far stretch to believe this thing had followed them. He heard a soft sound, like something bare foot stepping on the hard ground. Vince turned to look back at the spot he crashed through the floor.
There stood the red skinned demon.
She was still hunting him, after all. He couldn’t help but give her the once over. Had she been human, she would have been a knockout. The added extremities didn’t take away from her beauty. They just made him disgusted with himself for getting turned on by the sight of her.
She took a sniff of the air and turned his way. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and ducked down behind a work shelf. Had she seen him? He shouldn’t stick around to find out, looking around before scurrying on hands and knees to another hiding spot.
A loud bang came from where he just was. She had jumped up onto the work shelf into a crouch.
“I can smell you. You can’t hide for long.”
She purred, voice laced with silk and promises of untold pleasure. She could tell he was here but couldn’t pin point his location. It must have been all the mold. The more he crawled around in it, the more his scent was unmasked.
His member felt really uncomfortable in his pants. Just hearing her voice sent thrills through him. It was unnatural. A night spent with her would have dire consequences. Vince crawled to another hiding spot but his armor hit a desk post, making a loud echo throughout the room. Instantly she turned and headed in his direction.
She appeared at the vibrating table mere milliseconds after the rider ducked into a new hiding spot. She laughed out loud, sensing she was close.
“So feisty! I love it. We’re going to have so much fun.”
He could hear her hand sliding along her smooth skin as she mewed in delight. A sweet smell reached his nostrils like tendrils grabbing hold and pulling him towards her. It was her dripping nether regions, her pheromones reaching out and taking root in his mind, things he never dreamed of before.
It was all very distracting and his throbbing dick loved every second of it. It took all his willpower not to whip it out and stroke with all he had. He closed his fists tightly, almost drawling blood just to pull his mind out of her grip.
“I’m glad I picked you over the others. They were weak, giving in without a fight. But you, oh no, not you, such willpower you must have, to stop yourself from jumping out and impaling me with that throbbing dick of yours.”
Vince’s manhood jumped at that, desperately wanting to do exactly what she described. He let out a groan, quickly covering his mouth. Whatever she was it was extremely hard to resist her.
“Hmm you liked that, did you?”
She began to creep towards him, having heard his weak desperate cry for pleasure. The rider was too scared to move, backed up against a table. He looked up as he felt the table move slightly and to his horror that beautiful face was looking down at him, smiling.
“There you are, my pet.”
He screamed out in fright, rising to his feet with his fists posed to strike. She simply stayed back in a crouch and admired his willpower.
“Wouldn’t you rather put those hands to better use than fighting?” She caressed and squeezed her mammoth breasts. He couldn’t help but follow her gaze down, memorized by her hands. His mouth watered as he licked his dry lips.
“That’s what I thought, baby. Come here, lose yourself in my vast cleavage.” Before he could comprehend what she was saying, his body was closing the distance. Once he was close enough she reached out and pulled him into her chest.
He struggled to breathe as he got a strong whiff of her cleavage. It was divine and he had a hard time thinking about what it reminded him of. He was just about content to do as she said and lose himself into her soft, smooth flesh. She held him close and soon his lungs were burning for air. The rider began to struggle and the demon laughed, causing her breasts to jiggle around his face.
He needed air. Suffocating in a pair of tits wasn’t how he saw himself dying. He longed for a warrior’s death, with honor, in combat. Catching the demon by surprise when he punched her rib cage, her grip loosened and he scurried free, falling to his ass.
Meridiana wasn’t hurt, merely shocked that he wasn’t putty in her hands. She stared down at him as her nether regions soaked her upper thighs in excitement.
“You are a feisty one, aren’t you?”
He had no choice, escape was his only option. He scrambled back before rising to his feet, turning and running away.
The demoness reached out and grabbed his armor, stopping him dead in his tracks. Yet still he put up a fight, reaching for the straps.
Meridiana lost her footing as the armor suddenly flung off his body. The thing exploded into a thousand pieces. She crashed back into the table she had just been crouched on top of, as she wasn’t expecting the loss of his body weight.
He looked back over his shoulder as he once again began to run. What he saw sent chills up his spine. Sure he had sent her flying into the furniture but he expected to see her pissed off.
Instead she was looking at him with wanton lust. Nothing seemed to phase her and he was reminded of his earlier thought.
Escape is the only option.
Luck was on his side. The staircase was in sight. Upon reaching it he began to climb to safety. A slender hand gripped his ankle and he went face first into the staircase, landing hard without his chest plate to cushion the fall.
Stars appeared in his vision and he was flung over onto his back. Uncomfortable on the stairs with the wind knocked out of him, it took a moment to realize what was happening.
However once his throbbing cock sprung free into the cold air he was suddenly coherent. The demon had removed his lower clothing. He had to act fast before his body’s pleasure overwhelmed his mind’s will to fight.
Vince propped himself up on his elbows with every intent to keep rising until he could throw a few punches and continue his escape.
Meridiana was straddling his waist, face hovering close to his own. She looked at him with her head tilted as if she was admiring a lesser being as a meal, a smug smile upon her face.
“There is no escape.”
He was trapped and didn’t see a way out of it. Her feet were at his hips, hands at his shoulders and she was so close to his face he could feel her breath upon his skin.
Something slithered around his cock. It took a moment for him to realize what it was, between staring at her unnatural eyes. Those snake or cat like slits. Her tail was curling around him tightly.
Vince didn’t get a clear look at her tail but he swore he saw a pointed talon-like end to it. That’s why when the end of her tail opened up and plummeted down onto his manhood he let out a shocked gasp, half expecting to feel something sharp sink into his most sensitive part.
Instead he was met with suction and moist warmth. It would appear even her tail was a sexual organ. His shocked gasp quickly turned to pleasurable moans as the tail rose and descended along his rigged member.
The knowing look she gave him sent chills up his spine.
“So feisty, yet all men are the same. Pleasure rules your heart.” Her breath washed over him as she basically moaned out each word. Her tail felt amazing and it would seem even she got something out of it.
“You may break my body but you’ll never break my will.” Vince spoke for the first time, his voice cracking between his body’s need to cum. He couldn’t give in to this demon, somehow he would have to interrupt… His body shook suddenly as her tail tightened its grip on him.
How could he fight something that felt so great? He could feel the tingling in his balls. If he was going to do anything, it had to be soon.
“Once my body tastes you, you’ll never be able to resist me.”
Somehow he didn’t doubt her words and desperately searched for a way out. She wasn’t exactly holding him down, just hovered over him, hands and feet were on the stairs beside him.
With desperation he did the only thing he could think of. By using all his limbs he braced himself and launched himself a few steps higher, sliding up and out of her imposing figure.
To his dismay, her tail stayed firmly attached to him. He landed hard and heard the stairs creak below him as if it was too much weight.
Meridiana squealed. She didn’t expect him to keep fighting and was thrilled. Such a powerful soul would help her out immensely. She leapt into the air, intending on pinning him down this time.
The rider scrambled up a few more steps as the demon reached the peak of her leap and began to descend. The demon landed where he had been and the staircase creaked.
The support boards finally snapped in two as the demon’s weight sunk fully into it. Vince’s leap back had made a dent in the foundation.
Her playful squeal turned into a shocked yelp as every step below Vince began to break apart. She fell backwards and her tail’s hold on him was loosened in the confusion.
The pressure on his manhood was too much, even though the tail loosened.
His whole body tensed up as he groaned out, the orgasm rocked through his body and into the air. He could have sworn he felt the tail give his tip one last squeeze before falling off the spasming prick.
He sat there in post orgasmic bliss, his seed long forgotten. After a long moment he could move again and weakly moved up the stairs, to safety.
His only thought was to save his fellow riders, and, if he couldn’t, he had to finish the mission. Of course he’d need some new clothes first and before he got cocky he had to get far, far away from that demon. He had come too close to giving her his cum.
In fact he may have given a taste to her. Either way he had to get out of here fast, with or without the others.
At the top of the stairs he opened the door and realized he was in a kitchen. That was good. The main room had to be close. In fact he saw flickering fire light in the far corner.
Hopefully that was the same fire he had lit in the main room. His pack of supplies was there, with a clean set of clothes. Once there, he’d decide the next move.
He crept over to the kitchen’s exit, and peeked out. In the center of the room Sean was still laying in his bed roll. Only he was naked and a beautiful woman was riding his lap.
She was almost completely transparent, yet had solid form. It was like he was seeing a real live ghost. It wouldn’t surprise him after what he just encountered.
If he was quiet he could sneak in there and grap his pack, and escape without being seen.
He was just working up the courage when the side room he had earlier been slamming his shoulder against opened.
Out walked another woman, this one covered in wrappings. Walking behind her was Tommy, also wrapped in the same cloth. They took a place next to the fire and tommy laid down as the woman sat upon his lap. Before long they too were going at it.
His moment was lost. He had arrived too late to get his pack. He couldn’t linger here. The demon would be hot on his trail soon, if she wasn’t already.
Just as he was about to retreat and look for another exit, yet another woman walked through those doors, this one paler than any woman he’d ever seen. Dark red eyes reflected off the fire and in her arms walking limply beside her was Johnny.
Vince couldn’t believe his eyes. The demon had been right. All three of them were taken and there was nothing he could do about it. Sure, he could rush in there, naked, and charge at the women. But what good would that do?
His former riders all looked like willing participants. Perhaps they put up a fight and failed, or submitted right away. It wasn’t clear to Vince, but what was clear was their mission was about to be a failure if he didn’t get out of here.
He heard the sounds of flapping wings coming from the basement steps. Time’s up! He turned and exited by another door, hoping against all odds to be able to find the horses.
He didn’t like the idea of riding buck naked but what choice did he have?
*****
Meridiana was caught off guard as the steps fell apart below her. There was no time to react as she plummeted to the ground. Just before her tail lost its grip she felt his cock explode. The first blast was sucked into her hungry tail before her fall forced it to separate.
Her body was mixed with pain and pleasure, as the taste of him was nothing but a tease. She could smell the rest of his seed all over the rubble she was laying in, wasted.
She could sense her children preparing for her ritual upstairs in the kitchen. Quickly she bounced back to her feet, wings stretching out and lifting her off the ground. She flew to the top of the steps before placing her feet back upon the floor.
She took a sniff and couldn’t make out the direction her prey had gone. She had gotten a taste of him but it wasn’t enough to know his exact location. She could sense his scent all over the room, at both exits.
The one lead to the main room where the others had gathered so he had to have gone out the other door. Time was running short. If she didn’t find him soon she’d have to do the ritual without him.
He had such a powerful soul. It was a shame to let it slip through her fingers. They had ridden in on horses. That was her best bet. Without a moment to spare she sped off towards the stables.
*****
Vince stumbled through the building, searching for an exit. A door or even a window would suffice. It didn’t matter to him. A moment later he felt along a wall and came to a window — his ticket to safety.
Outside was bitter cold, his clothes would have been great but it was too late for that. He heard the horses nearby, they were restless.
For a moment he was filled with fright. What if something he couldn’t fight off was with the horses? What would he do then? He couldn’t walk, naked, the rest of the way south.
The horses were in a stable-like building that nature had taken over. Vince had told Tommy to find them shelter. It wasn’t any worse off than the house, just covered in vines.
He rounded the corner and peeked inside. Standing in the center of the stables the demon stood caressing a scared horse’s face.
Just his luck! Of course she’d be there waiting for him. She allowed him to get his hopes up just to crush his spirit and conquer him like the others.
Well this was one trap he wasn’t going to spring. He thought back to what he saw in the main room. All three riders were having sex with three completely different women.
Then it hit him, Johnny had gone into that room with his armor and weapon. He hadn’t come out with them.
Quickly Vince made his way back into the building and snuck into that room. Everything from the main room to this bedroom reeked of sex. Just inhaling it made him rethink of his encounter with the demon and how great her tail felt.
He shook those thoughts from his head and found Johnny’s armor. The elder rider was in luck — the clothing was intact and unsoiled. He hadn’t thought about what condition they may have been in.
Once he was fully armored with a sword upon his hips once again he stretched out his arms. Johnny’s armor was tighter than his own.
It was harder to sneak out quietly with a full set of armor on, but he managed just fine. It helped that they were all busy, loudly fornicating.
As he made his way back to the horses he was surprised to find the demon was no longer there, no doubt still hunting for him. Without a moment to lose he began to saddle his horse.
The poor animal was spooked, clearly still upset by the demon’s presence. With the saddle fastened Vince mounted his steed, not a moment too soon. Once he was situated the support beam all the horses were tied to splintered and shattered into thousands of pieces.
The demon launched herself from her hiding place hoping to scare all the horses away. Three of them ran but Vince had his under control and unsheathed Johnny’s sword.
“Back foul demon, this is one soul you can’t have!” He shouted at the top of his lungs as he pulled back on the reins. His strong steed reared up on its hind legs, kicking its front legs out at the demon.
Meridiana attacked, swinging her dagger-tipped hands. Neither of them connected, hooves or talons. The horse brought down its legs hard upon the ground where the demon had just been.
She side stepped out of the way just as Vince brought his sword down upon her. With little time to react her wing stretched out to protect her body. The blade sliced through the membrane of her leathery wing.
The demon cried out in pain as she retreated from the attack. Vince didn’t waste his chance and kicked into his trusty steed. The animal sprinted out of the barn, being over joyed to follow that command.
The demon watched her prey get away, she couldn’t fly after them. The wound would take a little more time to heal than she had.
The small taste of his seed would forever be with her. She’d just have to continue the hunt another time. The ritual would have to be completed without his powerful soul.
Another thought warmed her heart. She’d have other plans for that soul, when the time came.
Moments later she re-entered the house’s main room, making her way to the fourth bed roll. She sat down with her legs crossed and closed her eyes.
The demon mumbled under her breath, casting a powerful spell upon the room. The room suddenly became very hot, sparks crackled above the blazing fire.
The three women having sex around the fire were overcome with lust, the spell getting to them.
All three women were on top of their men, grinding their hips, preparing their souls. Meridiana really should have given them names, but, having feared more rebellious children, she didn’t want to get too attached.
This whole event was nothing more than her attempt to fix the rebellious attitude of her first two creations. Once this ritual was completed she planned to return to the ruined temple site and begin construction of a fortress worthy of her rule.
The mummy had a dozen straps connecting her to Tommy, each strap caressing his skin as if it was an appendage she controlled. The young man moaned out in pleasure.
Sean was in heaven, no longer wishing to return to his dream. Reality was so much better than his dream.
With each orgasm the spirit on top of him gained more solidity and the control of her body became that much better. He had no desire to ever move again.
Meridiana tapped into their pleasures, reaching out with her power and grasping hold of the three souls. It wasn’t all she had hoped for, but it would be enough.
She shuddered, her whole body tingling as she felt all three of their bodies at once. It felt like she was each of them and all of them at the same time. Her pussy was throbbing. Had she conquered her prey she would have gotten her own satisfaction as she felt theirs.
Her hand made its way between her legs and circled her clit. A shiver went up her spine the second her fingers touched her nether region.
The spell was close to completion. Each couple needed to climax at the same time for the spell to work. Two were close, one needed more time.
Johnny was drained. The vampire had taken too much of his blood. He was on edge but couldn’t quite get there. The pale woman sensed his weakened body and bit her wrist.
With her arm hovering over his lips, blood dripped down, on his lips. His dry lips suddenly had liquid on them and he unconsciously licked his lips. The blood tasted weird, like nothing he ever tasted before. It wasn’t even a good weird but he was so thirsty he needed more.
Weakly he pulled his head up, almost begging for more with an out stretched tongue. She was more than happy to oblige, bringing her wrist down to his eager lips. The effect was felt immediately, not only quenching his thirst but filling him with a charge of energy that felt inhuman.
The surge re-energized him to the point where he thought he’d die if he didn’t get release. Luckily as he sucked on her wrist she was more than willing to grind her waist into him. Johnny wasn’t sure which felt better, his mouth or his cock.
He didn’t have long to think, as the pleasure overwhelmed his whole body.
Meridiana squealed as she felt all three of them on edge and ready to complete her spell, unknowingly giving up their souls in the process. Her hand sped up, circling her clit.
Five orgasms hit her all at once, threatening to throw off her spell but she managed to mumble out the proper words. The fire exploded skyward, setting the roof ablaze.
Screams filled the room as everyone enjoyed the mind shattering bliss of their climaxes. Suddenly the large fire imploded in on itself, leaving a ring of fire on the ground. Only Meridiana was coherent enough to realize there was something inside that ring of fire that wasn’t there before.
Her spell had worked! The hunter had been summoned. The spell was more powerful than she had anticipated. With the roof on fire they couldn’t linger much longer. Soon the entire building would be burnt to a crisp. With them included if they stayed.
The orgy sadly had to come to an end. She sent her children mental images, commanding them to spread out into the world, keeping a low profile and spread their kind. They were welcome to take the husks of men they had claimed. The spell only required their souls, it didn’t demand their flesh. In turn they now became mated to their partners, even becoming the same creatures.
It was just another step in her plans to recreate the world in her image. Now she could have just said all that to them, but she had been busy admiring her spell work. The commands only took a split second to send out to them.
No one seemed to mind, either, as they scattered to different paths, to live out their days spreading their new species.
Meridiana patted out the fire at her feet and entered the ring. The moment she did the hunter rose to his feet, standing seven feet tall he towered over her by a good two feet.
The hunter resembled a werewolf. But the main difference was, he didn’t have a human side. He was covered in white fur, his head that of a wolf and his body completely humanoid. He looked down at her with golden glowing eyes filled with savage hunger, as her pheromones tickled his nostrils.
The demon reached out and placed her delicate hand on his arm, motioning for them to leave with her head. However he had other plans. He reached his arm out and enclosed his clawed hand around her neck, lifting her up to eye level.
“Why have you summoned me to this plane?” He snarled out, angry and hungry.
The fire spread to the walls, threatening to bring down the house on top of them.
“I give the orders here, Fenris. Bow before me or feel my wrath.” She commanded as best she could with his hand crushing her throat. She knew she needed that fourth soul, especially since he had been so powerful. That soul would have bound the hunter Fenris to her without question.
It would appear she was going to have to break him in, after all. He wasn’t backing down, tightening his grip. She focused her mind, lungs began to burn with the lack of air. Her most powerful weapon was her body.
The burning building dominated Fenris’ scent glands, but he still noticed another potent smell rising before him. This scent turned him on and since he was more beast than man his instincts took over.
The hunter threw her down and positioned himself behind her. This was dangerous and deep down he knew it. The building could collapse on top of them at any moment. Or the fire would spread, burning them alive first.
The thought never crossed his mind that she was dangerous, acting purely on instinct.
Meridiana was thrown down on to her hands and knees. He didn’t waste any time. Crouching down behind her, he placed himself at her entrance.
The hunter raised his head high and howled as he entered her smoldering hot, wet pussy in one violent thrust.
“No one commands me!”
He growled between thrusts, slamming hard, their bodies clapping together loudly. The succubus’ tail waved hypnotically before his face, his golden eyes following the tail like a predator stalking its prey.
“You think I’d summon you if I couldn’t control you? Not even five minutes on this dimension and already you’re balls deep in a succubus’ pussy.” She purred, enjoying each hard thrust he have her.
He was in disbelief at her words. He was in control here, not her! He’d just have to drive her to her climax and pull out, denying her and forcing her to beg him. No one commanded the hunter!
Fenris changed his angle, sliding his mighty cock against her special spot, enticing a long drawn out moan. She hadn’t expected that. Strong hands gripped her hips, nails digging into her skin.
“I’ll break you, demon. You’ll be taking orders from me from now on.”
She laughed, but he silenced her quickly with a hard slap upon her ass cheek.
Fenris sped up, feeling himself swell up, and could tell she was ready to cum as well. He gave a smirk, ready to pull out.
“Oh yes, right there, give me your submission. Plant that white flag deep in my womb. I’m so close, make me cum on that big dick!”
It was now or never. He slammed in hard one last time before pulling out. His member slid slowly, feeling her inner muscles squeeze, expecting him to drive home. His tip was all that was left.
Suddenly her nether lips clamped into a vice grip around his tip. Fenris howled and growled as the demon laughed a wicked laugh at the top of her lungs.
“Did you honestly think you were in control? Sex is my power, you pathetic mutt.” Her lips began to suck and draw him further in. In a panic he clawed at her, trying desperately to pull out. He was too close for these games.
Claw marks drawing blood all over her back, hips and ass cheeks as he attempted to weaken her hold on him. Nothing worked. It was like she was even feeling pleasure from the pain he caused. With a grunt he was once again balls deep, only this time against his wishes.
The demon’s lips sealed tightly around his base and her inner walls began a strong suction, milking his throbbing cock. Fenris was panting from exerting himself but hadn’t moved an inch out of her.
The fire was blazing all around them, getting close. The temperature had risen quite a lot since he first opened his eyes. He had played a dangerous game and it would appear he had lost. How did this happen, being played like a fool?
“Hmmm I can feel you swelling! Give in! Submit like a good puppy and I’ll give you a bone.”
“Neve… I … Ah … Ohhh.” He tried to hold on, but the pleasure from her milking sexual organ was so great he could hardly form a coherent word. A small flame landed on his shoulder, shattering his resistance as he jumped forward in pain.
The swollen head of his dick collided with a soft membrane that opened up and sealed around him. A tighter more forceful suction began on his tip. Both of them moaned out loud. Neither had expected that and it felt great.
“Oh, you naughty dog!” She cried out as her climax hit, her whole body tensed up and her pussy squeezed hard. He couldn’t hold on as her body shook. It drove him over the edge.
Fenris felt his body tense up and the next thing he knew he was blasting wave after wave, filling up her womb, his eyes rolled back into his skull. The hunter’s knees gave out as he fell forward until his body was laying atop hers. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations as her wounds began to heal, using the life force in her womb.
Meridiana recovered first and slid out from under him, allowing him to fall to the ground. It was time to test his will.
“Sit!”
The tired worn-out wolf sat up, eyes half-open, still in post orgasmic bliss. His mind had been reduced to putty in her hands. Fire was falling all around them as the roof was falling apart.
“It’s time to go, puppy.” She said it pouting like a little girl.
She squealed in delight as the big strong werewolf got up and followed her out of the building. With him under heel she didn’t have to worry about the brave rider escaping. His soul would indeed come in handy later on.
As she exited the building, it collapsed and fire launched out at them. Fenris yelped and bolted to safety, turning to look back at his mistress. The red skinned demon had fire all around her and she welcomed it, slowly walking towards him. The flames harmlessly licked at her skin as it circled around her.
The day’s events truly empowered her. Flames never bothered her before, but they still stung and left marks. Now however it tickled her skin, not even feeling the heat.
Enough play. It was time to bark orders. She giggled at that thought, pun intended. She stared daggers at her newly summoned servant.
“Arm yourself and set mind to task. Bring my first two creations to me.” It was long overdue to teach her pets their place. She was tired of all the rebellious nonsense. She had a world to conquer.
Fenris couldn’t help himself as he bowed low. He had been greatly mistaken. The demon wasn’t as weak as her slim frame made her look. He didn’t even have to worry about the impossible task, images filled his head and it was like their scent appeared out of nowhere on the wind.
Head arched up into the air and he howled, before running off on all fours into the horizon, heading south after the scent.
Meridiana had to weigh her options. Continue the hunt and go after the rider, or head back to the ruined monastery and begin construction on her fortress. She’d enjoy a good hunt, but things had to be done to solidify her position in this world.
To the monastery it was, wings stretching out, lifting her up into the air.
She thought as she flew that the rider would come after her, seeking revenge. She positively couldn’t wait and if he didn’t then she’d have to remedy that, and go on the hunt once she could slip away.
*****
Meanwhile Vince had been riding hard, before stopping for supplies at the last village before the jungles of the world. They man prayed to his gods for the strength to finish his mission and for revenge.
He was about to get his wish. A meteorite was falling— which was rich in rare metal— along his path. Rare metals that he’d take to the village blacksmith to forge a new set of armor.
Unbeknownst to him, he’d never complete his mission as he hears all about the army’s fall up north. In anger he’d form a new group of demon hunters.