by Eric Vall
“You have no idea how much it means to have you here with us tonight, sisters,” the brunette said happily. “Tonight is the first step towards the ultimate victory over the Army of the Divine.”
“You might have to fill Brother Pearson in,” Libidine piped up. “Bifrons didn’t give him much information about this gathering. He is fresh meat after all.”
“Very fresh meat,” the brunette purred as she looked me up and down. “We’re gathered here tonight to lend our strength to our master. He’s going to need every bit for his resurrection.”
The woman’s words nearly made me drop my beer.
“Resurrection?” I asked. “I thought Azazel was banished from Earth Realm?”
“You certainly know a lot about our master for a newbie…” The brunette’s eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“Word travels fast when it comes to the occult.” I shrugged. “Plus, these lovely ladies filled me in on the ride over.”
“Just be patient, brother,” she reassured me. “Once our guests of honor arrive, all will be revealed.”
“Guests of honor?” Cupi questioned.
“Bifrons and Flauros, of course,” the cultist retorted in disgust. “I would have figured you of all people would know that.”
“Pssssssst!” the not-so-subtle voice of Todd came from a cluster of bushes on my left.
The brunette cultist looked around in confusion.
“Brrrroooooo!” the imp’s voice loudly whispered again.
“Excuse me for a moment.” I held up my finger to make a point. “I have to go drain the snake if you get my drift.”
I sauntered over to the bushes, looked around to make sure nobody was watching, and then pretended to hoist up my robe to relieve myself.
“No golden showers, bro,” Todd’s voice giggled.
“Very funny.” I fake laughed. “Have you found out anything?”
“Of course I have,” the imp’s voice said from the bushes. “I’m James Todd, remember?”
“We found out that these fuckers are going to try to resurrect Azazel,” I grumbled to my friend.
“Well, I overheard a couple of these guys talking about how every sect of the cult is on red alert,” Todd explained. “They’re all talking about finding some sort of ‘chosen one’ for their boss.”
“I’m sure whoever they’re talking about is the key to resurrecting that asshole.” I shook my head in disgust. “Now we just need to find out who they are, and what these people intend to do with them.”
“Don’t worry, Jakey.” The imp’s invisible hand patted my leg. “The Toddster’s on the case. Now get back over there with your sexy women. They probably think that you’re releasing Niagra Falls over here.”
“Good work, Todd.” I smiled at the bushes, dropped the base of my robe, and returned to the group.
“... and that’s why I swore to never date Balam again!” Libidine was finishing some sort of story as I approached. All four of the women were roaring with laughter at the succubus’ anecdote.
“Sorry about that,” I said as I rejoined the group. “I must have drunk way more than I thought this morning!”
“Batibat here was just telling us about her encounters with the other members of the Seventy-Two Servants.” The brunette cultist chuckled. “Who knew they were such a lively bunch?”
“I can’t wait to meet them,” I lied.
“Neither can I!” the woman said with a smile. “Speaking of which, where are the guests of honor? They should have been here by now.”
“May I have everyone’s attention, please?” the man from the sacrifice called out as he stood on a tree stump.
The entire cult fell silent instantly.
“Unfortunately, none of our brothers and sisters have heard from Bifrons or Flauros in the last twenty-four hours.” The man hung his head somberly. “I think they may have backed out of our arrangement. But no matter! There are still seventy more servants to assemble, and we are going to strengthen our connections with or without demons present!”
The man raised his cup of wine into the air.
“For tonight, we celebrate as we grow stronger and lend our strength to our master Azazel!” he continued. “Now, brothers and sisters, we toast.”
I looked over at Cupi, Sia, and Liby. They all looked concerned about the contents of their drinks, but I nodded to assure them that I had a plan.
I raised my beer can into the air to match the rest of the cult members.
“To Azazel and the end of the Divine!” the man smiled, lowered his cup, and gulped down the entire glass of wine.
The succubi and I followed the actions of the leader and lowered our cans to our lips.
I only had a split second to act. I reached down into my feelings and thought about how fucked up this entire situation was. How, if I wasn’t successful, the loves of my life were going to die.
And it would be my fault.
I summoned a small bit of emerald Hellfire directly underneath the openings of the beer cans, and the liquid disappeared into the air before it could touch any of our mouths. Instead, I sent it harmlessly into the bushes Todd had been standing in earlier.
Once all the liquid was gone, I lowered my empty can and cautiously waited to see what would happen next. I was almost certain that this was some sort of mass sacrifice or something.
The cult leader wiped the wine off his lips and smiled.
“Brothers and sisters,” he said as he held out his arms above his head. “Now that we have a little alcohol in our systems, the connection can commence!”
“Wait, connection?” I asked aloud.
“It’s a giant orgy, brother.” the brunette woman chuckled and then nudged the closest cult member to her left. “Newbies, huh?”
“Ah, yes, I remember when I was---” The man started to reminisce, but then his dark eyes froze when they met mine. “Jacob Ralston!”
Oh shit.
“It’s him!” the cultist screamed to the rest of his brethren. “The man who banished Azazel!”
The wilderness fell eerily silent, and the tension that rose in the air was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. The sound of the crackling fire was joined by a series of hisses and growls from every direction around us.
From my peripheral vision, I could see flames of every color spring to life. Now, we were surrounded by an entire group of spellcasters, and they were all out for my blood.
Maybe this was going to be harder than I initially thought.
Chapter 7
“Brothers, sisters! Kill them all!” The leader of the cult pointed his enchanted daggers at the five of us, and the rest of the group began to swarm as they charged in our direction.
“I was really hoping it wasn’t going to come to this.” I shook my head, and the familiar dull thumping echo in my temples confirmed that my blue horns had sprouted.
“I was,” Cupiditas said with a snicker from my right side. “It’s been so long since we’ve had a good fight.”
“You’re sadistic, sister,” Liby cooed.
“Incoming!” I warned my friends as I threw up a purple barrier.
A slew of red fire smashed into the violet wall like raindrops on a windshield. With my free hand, I unleashed my own blast of red fire into the crowd of cultists. A couple of flashes of defensive purple rose from the spellcasters, but screams of pain rang out and confirmed that I’d hit some of my targets.
“Todd, Sia,” I commanded, “you guys take the people on the left. Cupi and Liby, you get the right.”
“What about you, Jacob?” the tiny redhead asked.
I locked eyes with the cult leader. “I’m gonna take care of this fucker.”
As he approached, the leader’s eyes grew wilder by the second. He was now about ten feet from me, and he slashed one of his daggers through the air. The motion produced a tiny sliver of red Hellfire that shot through the air directly at me.
I quickly threw up a protective shield in front of my position, an
d the sliver of an attack bounced off harmlessly as the leader closed the gap between us and lashed out with his second weapon. Then I narrowly dodged his flaming dagger, summoned red fire into my fist, and punched him in the face.
The man stumbled backward and screamed as the flesh on his cheek was burnt to a crisp. My flaming punch wasn’t strong enough to kill him out right, but I could now see the man’s jawbone and teeth through the hole where his skin used to be.
Before he could reorient himself, I hurled a basketball-sized ball of red fire at the fucker.
He barely managed to summon his violet barrier, but the impact from the red Hellfire still sent the man tumbling back through the rocks and sand. As the cult leader stood up, he threw his dagger into the sky. It became engulfed with a green flame, and it disappeared into the crisp air. At the same time, he unleashed a torrent of gray fire at the ground beneath me.
Though at first I thought he’d just missed, the sudden churning of the earth as it dissolved into a miniature sinkhole told me otherwise. I threw down a purple wall under my feet for steady ground and leaped clear before the sinkhole swallowed it. Just in time too as my opponent’s dagger flew past the spot where my chest had just been.
It was time to give this asshole a taste of his own medicine. I reached out and used my jade fire to move the projectile through time and space. In a panic, the cult leader surrounded himself with purple fire as he awaited the return of his dagger, but it never came. Instead, the flaming goat-head dagger appeared in my right hand as I charged.
The cultist must have decided that the best defense is a good offense since he dropped his shield to summon up green flames. A handful of small boulders rose up at his command, and he pushed both of his arms forward. The deadly projectiles flew in my direction as I rushed forward.
As the boulders drew near, I made quick work of them with a mix of red Hellfire and my newfound enchanted dagger, reducing them to little more than useless pebbles. The remaining rocks I bounced away with a flick of purple flames. Behind me, I heard a couple thuds followed by screams of pain.
“Killing your own brethren?” I mocked. “What kind of cult leader are you?”
“Fuck off, Ralston!” he screamed as he unleashed a beam of red flames.
Without thinking, I tossed up a wall of purple fire to protect myself from the attack. The red Hellfire struck the barrier and ricocheted off into the sky at an angle. Though the clash of energies slowed my momentum, I was still advancing on the cult leader. Before I knew it, I was right on top of him. Then I stretched out my hand, I shoved his own Hellfire at him.
The leader let out a howl of pain and stopped his attack, but it was too late. His entire body was now on fire, and there was nothing he could do about it. The fucker ran around like a chicken with its head cut off as the smell of burning flesh filled the desert air. Finally, his charred remains collapsed to the ground in a stinking heap.
I let out a sigh of relief and then turned around to see how my friends were doing.
Judging by the scene in front of me, I’d say they were doing pretty good.
Cupiditas was laughing maniacally as she fought off several cult members. The blonde succubus hit several of her enemies with a freezing spell just as Liby did a strafing run with her yellow daggers. A good dozen of the cult members screamed as their bodies were pierced by the projectiles and crimson blood splattered onto the sand.
I looked over at the other side of the battlefield to see Todd piggybacking on Sia. The madame wore a completely stern look on her face while she flung cultists into the air with her black magic, but the imp on her shoulders giggled hysterically as he air-combo-incinerated the assholes with his Hellfire.
Before I could move to help out my team, a wave of yellow daggers came flying at me from my left. Thankfully, I was able to get my shield up in time, and the projectiles stabbed into the violet barrier instead of my skull. Then the brunette cultist from before stepped out from behind the roaring ceremonial fire and pointed at me.
“And to think I was going to let you fuck me.” She shook her head as she cast another wave of magical daggers at me. “Bareback and everything.”
I flicked the attack away with a wave of my purple, fiery hands. “We can still arrange that, you know,” I joked, “but that’s gonna be really hard to do if you keep trying to skewer me.”
“You’re a liar and an enemy of Azazel!” she screamed as she unleashed red Hellfire in my direction.
I rolled out of the way of the brunette’s attack and fired off a sliver of red from the enchanted dagger.
The woman froze the attack in midair with a blue flame, then pushed the time-stop spell onward toward me.
“So I take that as a ‘no?’” I asked as I cut off her freezing spell with a barrier of purple.
“Please,” the brunette woman laughed. “You wouldn’t be big enough to satisfy me anyways. I’ve had sex with an incarnation of Azazel himself, and he was massive.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Libidine’s voice called out from above, and the cultist was forced to dodge a handful of yellow spears.
The three succubi landed at my side and readied their attacks.
“I didn’t believe it at first, either.” Sia shrugged. “But like they say, seeing--”
Without any warning, I felt the fabric of my robe open, and my pants fell down to my ankles.
“--is believing,” Sia snickered.
The brunette cultist let out a gasp, and then her eyes widened in disbelief. Then a sly smile slid up her face as she decast the magic from her hands.
“Well, well, well.” She shook her head back and forth. “What have we got here?”
“Told you,” Cupiditas retorted. “Jacob’s hung like a horse. Much bigger than Azazel could ever hope to be.”
“Hung like a horse?” The cultist pulled down the hood of her robe and licked her lips. “He’s hung like a fucking whale!”
“What can I say?” I shrugged. “It’s the gift that keeps on giving.”
“Sometimes multiple times a day,” Libidine added.
“Multiple times in a single day?” The cultist couldn’t believe her ears. “My master could barely last a full minute.”
“One romp with Jacob, and you’ll be calling him your master.” Cupiditas winked. “That’s what happened to Liby and me.”
“Do you want us to give you some privacy?” Sia asked. “Maybe take him for a test run? Or two. Or three.”
“I can assure you,” Libidine giggled, “it’ll be worth your while.”
“Hey guys, I think all the cult dudes are dead--” Todd came around the fire and froze in his tracks.
We locked eyes with each other, my pants still around my ankles.
The imp’s face contorted into a mixture of awkwardness and horror. Todd quickly turned around, threw up his hands in the air, and started to walk away.
“I’m gonna need years of therapy now,” he said as he wandered off into the night. “And I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look an elephant in the eyes ever again without feeling dirty.”
“I think Todd has the right idea,” Cupi said to her sisters and then addressed the brunette woman. “We’ll leave you two alone for a while. Would a half-hour work?”
“A half-hour?” The cultist seemed confused. “What are we going to do with a whole half-hour?”
“You’ll find out,” Libidine cooed. “If you’re still out for his blood after that, we can continue this fight from where we left off. Deal?”
“I get to ride that for thirty whole minutes?” the brunette gasped.
“I think that’s a ‘yes,’ sisters,” Sia laughed. “Let’s go find Todd and leave these two alone for a while.”
The three succubi giggled as they dashed off into the treeline to find the imp.
“So, I--” I began, but the brunette woman was already on me.
Our tongues mingled in each other’s mouths as she reached down and gently stroked at my exposed cock.
Instantly, I became hard as a rock, and the woman gasped when she felt me become erect in her hand.
I started to run my hands down the brunette’s sides, and I realized just how much this robe was hiding. As I moved to undo the belt on her garment, my hands passed over her narrow waist and her voluptuous hips. Finally, I unfastened the leather strap and tossed the woman’s navy robe back over her shoulders.
When I pulled my head back to admire her body, my eyes were met with the sight of two large breasts with erect, brownish-red nipples. The woman’s breasts looked like they were too much for her thin torso, which tapered off into an hourglass figure at her waist before regaining its thickness with her hips.
This woman gave Libidine’s body a run for its money, and that was no small feat.
“Like what you see?” she giggled as she started to stroke harder.
“I’ll let you know in a minute.” I pushed the woman’s hand away from my dick, grabbed her around her waist, and then lifted her up into the air.
The brunette was incredibly wet, but she was too tight around my girth, and it took us a few back-and-forth attempts to slide the lips of her pussy completely down and around the full length of my throbbing cock.
Both of us let out a moan of pleasure at the sensation, and then I pulled her in closer so that we could continue to explore each other’s’ mouths.
I pounded in and out of the brunette woman until her moans grew louder until they finally crescendoed into a scream of pleasure.
“Aren’t… you… getting tired?” she asked smugly in between groans.
“I could keep going for hours.” I smirked as I slowed the intensity of my thrusts.
The woman responded favorably, and her eyes rolled back in her head as I began to pull her up and then ease her back down. I continued on like this for a few minutes, with each pump creating a different sound of pleasure.
“You are so big… I think I’m gonna--” the brunette gasped, and then I felt her pussy quiver around my cock as she orgasmed.
She sighed and blew a piece of her long hair out of her face.
