The demon closed the distance between them, casting a long shadow over Ayra. He was so big, so very, very big. The young woman’s gaze fell from his toothy smile down to the corded muscles in his neck. His chest was firm and broad, and his abdomen looked as if it was made of perfectly chipped, black marble. The muscle is his bulky arm flexed as he took a finger and placed it on her stomach.
A feeling passed through Ayra that she didn’t understand. It was a stinging, rejuvenating feeling that spiraled into her chest and into her brain. It raised her senses to a new level. She could hear every nuance of sound and feel every little current of air. It also felt like the nerves in her stomach were twisting. She probably would have appreciated the experience much more, had she not been held tightly in fear’s grip.
Exciting sensations poured through Ayra as the creature’s leathery fingertip slid down her stomach. Thunr reached her belly button and dipped the small talon on the end of his finger into it. The sharp poke was magnified by the strange effect the beast’s touch had on her, and she drew a sharp breath.
The creature turned its back on her and looked toward the robed figures. They were sneaking toward the door, trying to get out before the demon noticed. The demon pointed a finger toward the entryway. The stones on either side of the door reached out and touched each other. Within a second the passageway was blocked. The Order stopped and turned toward the smirking demon.
“Leaving already? The party is just beginning.” The creature took two paces toward the cowering figures in red. “So just go back to your places, relax and enjoy the show. It would be a shame if one or two more of you spontaneously combusted, wouldn’t it?”
The robed figures went back to where they were standing. Ayra had never seen people move so quickly.
Every nerve and muscle in Ayra’s body shook. The recent demise of the two summoners flashed through her mind. She saw herself in their place, blazing purple fire consuming her flesh. She then saw the creature rending her body to shreds with its teeth and claws.
Ayra smacked her head against the stone slab. She had to stop thinking like that, it only made her suffer. No need to put herself through misery, that’s what the demon was for. She had to think of something, anything, to abate her negative thoughts. She shuffled through her thoughts again, only to come back to the farmhand.
She thought of his bulging neck muscles and massive arms that held the plow as the horse pulled it along the ground. The way his back muscles shifted made her stomach feel like a feathery pillow. When his legs moved and buttocks clenched she was filled with fiery, unladylike wantonness. Ayra quivered at the thought of being held by that prime male specimen. The thought of his large hands running up her bare stomach. The thought of his wet tongue plunging into her mouth as his hands caressed her breasts.
She saw him back in the field again, guiding the plow. She saw the muscles moving on his back, as if tantalizing her, begging her to come and feel their powerful strength. Warm wetness accumulated in her maidenhood below. This brought her mind back to the present. The vision of the farmhand melted into the demon standing with his back to her.
It wasn’t until that moment that Ayra, separated from her fear for the moment, was able to appreciate how massive this creature was. Thunr was easily a head-and-a-half taller than the farmhand. His shoulders were broader and more round. Every movement in his lower back was more articulated, and the shifting of his tightly muscled butt behind that horse’s tail ignited a sparkler of tingles in her tummy.
She then realized what she was doing. No, there was no way she was finding this massive thing attractive. There was no way that this evil creature, the one that was terrorizing the very people that summoned him to their plane, was attractive to her. Ayra quickly shifted her thoughts back to the farmer caressing her body. She saw hands slowly running up her belly. However, instead of large hands calloused by working long hours in the field, they were massive, leathery hands with talons for fingernails.
The beast ran its hands down to her thighs, igniting the strange sensations she felt the first time it touched her. It smiled down at her, a sharp intimidating grin. Thunr turned around, and her fantasy melted. The demon was grinning, apparently done terrorizing the Order, and was now turning its attention to her.
The demon closed the distance between them and smiled down at the bound woman. Its eyes flicked over her, before resting on her own. Ayra didn’t want to see the sculpted abs, and she definitely didn’t want to see herself running her fingers across the grooves. The beast’s mouth twitched as it looked at her. It was as if it were reading her thoughts. Fear crept back into her stomach, but it was mixed with something else. She was afraid for her demise, but she felt lust, a little, prickly nudge of lust, for the abomination before her.
The demon could sense it, she knew it could. Ayra put on a brave face and looked to the creature that would deliver her soul to the afterlife. Her eyebrows met. She was scared, but she was going to face her death boldly. Her eyes traversed the creature’s impressive body again, and she felt another nudge. Despite the situation, she couldn’t help but laugh inwardly at herself. She was about to face her demise, and all she could think about was sex.
Thunr took in air through his nose and his massive chest expanded. It rested one of its large hands on his narrowed hips. “How strange. I normally smell fear when I confront those that are being sacrificed to me. I smell the sweet essence of fear. I can hear their heartbeat, and oh, how I love that beat.” The demon clapped his hands together several times and moved his feet. “Oh goodness, it’s an exciting melody one just can’t help but dance to.”
“I get that smell from you,” the demon continued. “I get that feeling of dread that I have come to savor just before my sacrifices meet their demise. It’s there, beneath the surface, but there is something else, something sweeter. It’s a feeling that I haven’t sensed in a long time from a human it’s...” The demon’s stomach churned as it emitted a chortle. “My, my, my, no it can’t be. Could it be?” The demon took another deep sniff of the air. “Oh yes, yes it is. It’s lust. It’s desire, the very thing that drives every living creature on this foul planet. Yes, you feel it. And, could it also be…” Thunr drew up to his massive height and flexed his large muscles, “…that you feel it for me human girl?”
Ayra was solid as a statue. She didn’t know how to respond to the creature’s question. She’d never been in this situation before. It wasn’t often that she was being sacrificed to a demon. She just looked back, silence the only logical response she could think of.
The creature growled and thrust its head inches from her face. His breath was piping hot on her cheek. “Answer me, I don’t like to be ignored.”
Ayra slowly nodded her head.
“Speak aloud.”
“Y-yes,” Ayra said.
“Tell me you lust for me.”
The young woman took a ragged breath as her eyes, again, traversed the creature’s amazing form. “I lust for you.” The words came easier than she thought they should.
“Always address me as Lord. Now, tell me once again.”
“I lust for you Lord demon.” Ayra’s words were louder, closer to a regular speaking voice.
The demon took a step back and observed the girl’s form before him. “My, my, so I am correct. You are having these thoughts. How strange, and how exciting.”
Thunr stepped up to the stone slab and placed a finger on her stomach again. Fire-wreathed pinpricks pressed into her gut. Ayra took a deep breath and gritted her teeth as a sausage-sized, leathery digit traversed around her stomach. It did a slow turn around her belly button, leaving a pricking trail of twisting fire.
The finger trailed passed her waist, into her inner thigh. The sensations hit the nerves in her legs and traveled up through Ayra’s body. She gritted her teeth and sucked in heavy breaths. The finger slid upward, into the crook of her leg and hip, and over her moist labia.
A pillar of fire shot into her stomach. Another finger
joined the first and they played over the wet pussy lips. Ayra shivered as the creature toyed with the sensitive skin. The leathery fingers brushed gently across the wet, virginal flesh.
“Oh, this is very exciting. You’ve never had a carnal experience before. How sad that you’ve never had the chance to savor the pleasure of feeling another male’s flesh upon yours. That is a shame. We can’t have you pass into the afterlife without tasting the satisfaction of the flesh. Why, that would be more evil than even I could bear to deliver. So, it seems as though someone should remedy this problem, and that being will be me.”
Small moans escaped Ayra’s lips as the beast played its fingers across her pussy. She swallowed hard. Why didn’t it kill her? Why didn’t the bastard just kill her? Was this just part of the torture? A torture that, even though it awoke longing in every nerve of her being, was worse than pain.
The demon induced pain in her, sharp jabs of pain that pressed into her pussy and traveled up her stomach. But it also made her desire him. She wanted to feel his leathery skin pressed against hers. It hurt, it hurt so bad, but she wanted it to hurt. She wanted that being to take her roughly, and give her all his pain and pleasure. Her mind was clouded, and her fear was almost completely forgotten.
The demon played over her maidenhood for a few seconds more before sliding his digits back upward. His hand moved up until it cupped the side of her breast. It squeezed and sent a warm shock inside. The other hand joined it and he gently fondled her ample mammaries.
Painful shocks burst through her as leathery palms gently rolled around her breasts in circles. The stabbing pain was hard to endure, but Ayra wanted it. She opened her mouth and called out to the creature. Thunr moved its head close to hers. She opened her mouth to catch his lips and saw a crimson tongue slide from his mouth.
The tongue invaded, the barbed appendage gifted her with gentle, clawing warmth as the hands caressed her breasts. His tongue was agile and snaked around hers. His lips were supple, despite his protruding tusks. The beast worked his lips around hers as their tongues entwined. Thunr’s thumbs pressed down on the pink nipples. Clawing sensations entered her breasts, and in response her breasts jumped.
Ayra pushed her hips forward as the beast continued to feel the soft flesh of her breasts. He moved his torso close to her hand and she reached out with her fingers. They brushed across the grooved muscle. Powerful heat pulses traveled down her arm. His muscles felt so firm and exciting. Did all men give off these kinds of sensations? She’d heard from other girls that touching another man’s skin felt good but she never heard anything about fiery sensations.
The demon exposed more of its belly and her fingers continued to admire the smooth texture of Thunr’s skin and the muscles beneath. The beast took in a deep breath and withdrew his tongue from Ayra’s mouth. His hands, his painful, pleasure-inducing hands left her breasts.
Ayra mewled and tried to reach out for him. She caught herself. What was she doing? She just kissed a demon and allowed it to touch her. She enjoyed the touch of an unholy being. What was wrong with her? It had hurt her for crying out loud. How could she even be thinking about pleasure?
Well, she hadn’t let it touch her. She didn’t really have a choice. The huge creature forced its pleasure onto her. It made her take the painful and exciting touch of its smooth but firm skin. She was forced to endure the teasing pleasure.
Her body tingled as she pressed herself against the cold slab of stone. Her breasts jumped as she looked at her captor. In surveyed her, as if examining a prize it’d won, before stepping forward again. It pressed both palms of its hands down on her stomach. Fire coursed through her veins and singed her nerves.
Ayra screamed. The world around her grew unbearably hot. Heat exploded inside her and rose from within her skin. Was the creature about to consume her in its unholy fire? Had it given her a taste of lust and was now going to destroy her?
The hooded figures around the room shielded their eyes as purple fire erupted from the ground, a few feet away from them. The fires encircled Thunr and Ayra, leaving the summoners outside. Tongues of flames wildly danced and reached up four feet, leaving enough room for the Order to continue to watch the demon and his sacrifice.
Ayra continued to scream as the fires swayed to the pained sounds that she made. She didn’t know how long the sharp, burning sensations inside of her would last. It felt like hours, even though her mind knew that it was only a few seconds.
The demon lifted its hands from Ayra’s stomach and she took several, heavy breaths. She saw the robed figures cringing away from the flames, pressing themselves against the circular wall. The young woman’s body was covered in gleaming sweat. Her muscles were weak. The demon knelt down and pressed its tusked mouth to her neck. She flinched as the cutting sensation, now becoming familiar to her, rushed into her shoulder.
The beast pressed his tongue against her neck and snaked it down her shoulder. A prickly trail of saliva was left in its wake. The moisture sizzled and tickled before evaporating. The barbed tongue slowly rushed down her chest and quickly brushed around her left breast. Pointed excitement washed over her and made her stomach bounce. The creature’s fingers grazed up her hip. The demon pressed its talons into her skin and drew small beads of blood as it grazed across.
Ayra thrust her hips up again and relished the exotic afflictions the demon pushed upon her. She moaned softly as the tongue slid across her breast and encircled the nipple with the barbs on the end of its tongue. She pressed her breasts up against the demon’s mouth. She was excited, but she wanted more. Her eyes watched his big shoulders and muscled torso move as he pleasured her. She needed more.
As if it sensed her desire, the demon increased the pressure of his pleasuring. He brushed his tongue over her nipple more roughly. The fires pressing into her chest were more powerful than they’d been before. The beast brushed its fingers across her maidenhood again. Fires pelted her hips and spread to her stomach.
The beast slipped a finger down and tried to push between her pussy lips, but felt something stopping him. He huffed out a small breath and settled for the bright pink clit that was in full bloom. He stroked across the nub. Warmth flooded into Ayra’s maidenhood again, but it wasn’t from the demon’s heat. Her feminine nectar gushed into her pussy and slowly leaked from her lips.
Thunr slid his fingers across her pussy lips and lifted his face away from her breast. He slid the finger in his mouth and slowly moved his lips over his digit. “Very sweet, very tart,” he said. “My you are a wonderful thing but we can’t continue with our fun until your virginity is claimed. Once I’ve claimed your first taste of love as my own, I will allow you to experience pleasure as no woman on this planet has.”
The creature rose and walked over to between the parts of the slab that held Ayra’s legs. The beast thrummed his thumb across her pink nub. Her lower body jittered as she saw the demon reach down and stroke between his legs. After several seconds she saw something emerge. It rose up, large and very round. It didn’t take her very long to realize what it was.
It was Thunr’s member and it was huge. She didn’t know how big, but she was certain that it was larger than any male human’s. Her friends that had committed the act of carnal knowledge said the males they were with were only a few inches in length. The demon’s was way over a foot, possibly a foot-and-a-half. Either way, it was massive, and the large, black head was pointed toward her pussy.
Her womb quivered as she imagined that large member pressing into her. She’d had several fantasies of the farmer, laying her down on her bridal bed, thrusting into her with unrestrained passion. But all of those fantasies were washed away. Even her fantasies of human men paled in comparison to the reality that was this creature.
It strummed her clit and filled her stomach with burning excitement as the creature pressed the head of its member against her virginal pussy lips. It was hot, burning hot. She could feel the head pulsate against her. She let out a deep breath. Her lower muscles
clenched as she thought of the massive meat delving into her.
The head pressed against her tight lips. Little bolts of heat dispersed from the demon’s head. The demon grunted and his hip muscles flexed as he pushed in. Ayra felt something burst below and she felt a powerful sting. She screamed as the beast’s large meat pressed into her.
She screamed and moaned as Thunr pumped his member into her pussy. The large creature’s face twitched as it filled her with his maleness. Powerful blasts of tingling fire crashed through Ayra’s body. Her screams filled the room and the members of the Order cringed. Despite themselves, some reached inside their robes and began fondling their private areas. The demon grabbed her breasts and magnified the pointed, bouncing pain and excitement that spread from her pussy walls.
Ayra tried to open herself up so the creature’s huge member wouldn’t be so painful, but all her muscles cared to do was close around the huge interloper. It squeezed and milked the smooth, slick member as it slid back and kissed the back of her vaginal wall before pulling back and pushing in again.
She could barely describe the feelings that tumbled through her. They were exciting and painful, but there were so many others that they were hard to put labels to. She loved how full the beast’s member made her feel. She wanted the creature to push his mostly exposed shaft all the way into her. She wanted to feel the entire hot, thrumming member ravish her body. Ayra didn’t understand but she didn’t care. She wanted it, and that was enough.
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