Fiendish Familiar

[a_libertine]

This thread is closed to Lots_daughter and myself.


Kaldorn stood atop the battlements of the highest tower of his castle overlooking the Plain of Ruin. A buffer zone he had created between his holdings and the Kingdom of Veresh to the south. It had taken a war nearly a century in length to convince the Kingdom of Veresh to stay south of the mountains, at the cost of thousands, perhaps tens of thousands of human lives. Mountains ringed his castle on three sides, an open valley rich with farmland and few farmers.

Behind him, fastened to two halves of a single altar were the requisite sacrifices for the ceremony Kaldorn would be starting as the sun sets. If all went well, then precisely at midnight Kaldorn would finish the ceremony and once again take a mortal shell.

A whimper from the female caused Kaldorn to turn his head toward them. His eyes, a small bright red flame set in the hollow of eye sockets took in the scene. For six days the two had been lashed facing each other, the span of a hand between the two. When the man’s erection rose, as it invariably did when he paid attention to the female, it stabbed at her slit, a tantalizing tease which was impossible for the two of them to bring to fruition.

His skeletal frame made little noise as he approached them, the unholy aura that surrounded him alerting them to his advance. “Please,” she whispered, “Please let us go. Let us make love at least.”

Kaldorn grabbed the man’s cock, his bone fingers not touching as they wrapped around it. Pushing and pulling, Kaldorn moved the cock that was longer than his hand up and down the woman’s slit, eliciting a moan from each of them. Kaldorn said, “Worry not my dear, before the night is over, this cock will fill you.”

Both looked hopefully to him, and Kaldorn nodded his head. “At the culmination of the ceremony, you will lose your virginity at long last, and this,” Kaldorn moved the cock to emphasize his point, “will be what takes it.”

Turning his back to the two moaning humans, Kaldorn began his ritual as the last light of the sun disappeared. The fires flickering in his eyes provided far more light than he needed. Arcane words rolled off of his lipless mouth the careful incantation deliberate and steady. Grabbing a cauldron with molten silver, Kaldorn dipped his finger into it, tracing intricate symbols into the stone surface as he chanted.

As midnight approached Kaldorn stood behind the man. Kaldorn’s chant grew increasingly loud as he placed a bony hand against the middle of the young man’s back. A flash of fire emitting from Kaldorn’s eyes filled the night as both the young man and the lich collapsed.

A heartbeat later the young man’s eyes opened, the formerly brown eyes now red. An exultant shout came from Kaldorn as he thrust his new cock deep into the woman. As her hymen split from his violent thrust, Kaldorn finished his spell, the woman shuddering in orgasmic bliss as she died.

A scent of brimstone filled the night air as Kaldorn pulled from the limp woman. Turning he looked at the summoning circle he had crafted to hold his new pet at least initially. There he saw a woman, nearly a foot shorter than he was. A voluptuous body, curvaceous in every pleasing way.

“Fuck,” he muttered in a low bass. “I guess I now know what they meant about the manner of sacrifice dictates the creature.”

 

[Lots_Daughter]

“Now that’s not very nice! My Masters are usually thrilled to see me!”

The voice was playfully scolding, light and sparkling even as it enthralled the senses. As the sulfurous smoke cleared, the heady, exotic scent of night blooming roses filled the darkened chamber, a hint of fiery spices giving the otherwise romantic perfume an undertone of wicked desire. It was indeed a female figure who stood in the middle of the large, elaborate summoning circle, but few would have confused her with a typical human woman. Her body was achingly, almost unnaturally beautiful, a perfect hourglass of full breasts, a slender waist, and curving hips. Her arms and legs were delicate and shapely, while her hands and feet were exquisitely formed, the digits of the former tipped with violet, well-manicured nails. Her clothing left little to the imagination, consisting of a tiny black top which laced closed over a mouthwatering cleavage, an incredibly short violet skirt - more like a pleated belt, - and a black, side-tied thong which the former did nothing to hide. Her creamy white midriff was gloriously naked, and many men would have given their right thumb just to stick their tongue in her navel. Her arms were sheathed in violet, fingerless gloves, her legs in thigh-high stockings of the same hue. She wore black, glossy, knee-high boots with a high feminine heel, but only the closest observer would have noticed that they were crafted not from animal leather, but from tanned human flesh. The top, skirt, thong, gloves, and stockings were all trimmed with pale pink lace, giving their wearer a more playful, coquettish air than might otherwise have been.

If the being’s body was not enough to cause men to forsake their souls, the addition of her angelically beautiful face usually sealed their fate. For one with so sinfully curved a body, her face was surprisingly innocent in expression, beautiful with large green eyes and soft rosy lips. This combination of artlessness and seduction made the whole package all the more irresistible. Long waves of silky white hair fell like a waterfall down her back, stray pearly stands catching upon the dying wind created by her summoning. All of this, though unlikely, was human enough, but there were three characteristics which gave her fiendish nature away. Two, short upcurved horns rose from above her temples, a pair of small, batlike wings emerged from her back, and a thin, sinuous tail with a heart-shaped barb began where her spine ended. All three unholy features were colored a dusky purple, and even the most credulous of men could no longer deny what she was: a temptress, a seductress, one of many of the Abyss’ sensuous horde.

When the succubus was finally able to get a good look at her summoner, her green eyes went wide with surprise and delight. Almost pressing herself against the edge of the circle, she studied his tall, masculine physique with obvious appreciation, whispering “Yes, yes, yes…” until at last her eyes fell to the organ between his thighs, whereupon she gasped, then let out a high-pitched squeal of exaltation, rising into the air upon her wings and appearing to dance with joy. “You have a cock! You have a cock! Woo-hoo! Little Llati scores again! Yes!” Turning her attention eagerly back to her new Master, the demoness grinned, revealing her slightly pointed canine teeth, and began to ramble excitedly. “Most liches don’t, you know. The cock is usually the first thing to shrivel up and drop off when you’re dead. Or undead, in your case. But really, when I felt that I was being summoned by a lich, I was like ‘Oh great! I’ll have to go around raping peasants!’ but then I saw you and your big glorious cock and I was like ‘Yay!’ Is that your new body? You have terrific taste! I just want to lick it all over! Where’s your old one? Is that it?”

She pointed to the crumpled pile of bones and continued before he could answer. “Ew… Not too pretty is it? I don’t know why people become liches in the first place. Yeah, you live forever, but you decay into a pile of bones! And what’s the use of it if you can’t have sex? You should have become a vampire instead. Seriously. You stay young and virile forever, and women love it! Honestly, you wouldn’t believe how many women would spread their legs for some coffin nookie! So what are you going to do with your old body? If I were you, I’d either reanimate it to use as a guard…” she giggled, “or sell the bones as relics to humans who wouldn’t know a saint’s toe if it hit them. That would be hilarious!” Seeming to notice the dead girl’s body for the first time, she remarked “Looks like you’ve already had an appetizer…” Striking a seductive pose in midair, the succubus shot him a smoldering gaze, one that could cripple the will of most men. “… now how about the main course?”

 

[a_libertine]

Kaldorn stood a moment gazing at her while trying to assess his own situation. His eyes had settled to a brownish red color and he bored into her with them as she floated in the summoning circle.

He had an unfamiliar ache between his legs, a need that for a moment or two he could not place. Then he realized he was still aroused; his cock was pointing out and up at a steep angle. In that the source of the ache seemed to be his balls, Kaldorn surmised that the days of teasing had taken an effect on the body he now indwelt that carried over with the new 'ownership.'

He could feel Llati's confusion, curiosity and in a large measure her desire for that which stood forth from his body. An under current of excitement played through her emotions, an excitement brought on at the prospect of freedom.

Reaching into the summoning circle, Kaldorn grabbed Llati by the ankle and drew her through. Pushing her onto the ground in a near kneeling position, he hissed, 'You feel it don't you? This is different than all other summonings before, isn't it?"

Wrapping his hands in her white hair, Kaldorn pressed the plumb head of his cock against her lips. "Suck it, Llati," he commanded.

As her mouth opened, Kaldorn said, "We are bound, you and I. If I die, you die. If you die, I die. As I gain in power so shall you. We are joined at the soul and we have much work to do."

 

[Lots_Daughter]

Llati let out a little “eek!” as she was suddenly drawn out of the summoning circle by her ankle, landing as gracefully as possible before being shoved to her knees before the newly embodied lich. Her large green eyes seemed to glow with hunger and admiration as they gazed upon the long, thick, throbbing shaft which called so powerfully to her, the demoness licking her lips and squirming with anticipation. There was indeed a difference between the bond she shared with him and that of her previous Masters, but Llati was too aroused to give it much thought, instead grinning up at Kaldorn with a mischievous spark in her eye. “You’re not much into foreplay, are you?”

As an answer, he took hold of her pearly hair and forcefully directed her lips to the pulsing head of his cock, his order for her to suck it met with an excited giggle. Obediently the succubus parted her lips and took the tip of Kaldorn’s proud member into her skilled mouth, suckling and swirling her tongue around its sensitive rim as though it were a delicious treat. Llati closed her eyes as she became engrossed in her task, moaning and wriggling her hips with each drop of pre-cum she sucked from him. It was so potent, so pure, filling her entire body with bolt after bolt of primal energy and raw pleasure. Who could have guessed that a re-embodied lich could have such a satisfying essence?

Barely listening to her new Master’s words, Llati began to take more and more of his steely shaft into her mouth, eventually allowing its head into the tight, hot embrace of her throat. As she had no need to breath, such a pleasurable maneuver was as nothing to the skilled succubus. She began to bob her head up and down the impressive length of his cock, sucking and caressing every inch of his hot, turgid flesh. The demoness’ hands did not remain idle while her mouth and throat worked to milk Kaldorn of his seed, caressing his heavy balls in a way which spoke of awe as much as the desire to please and be pleased.

 

[a_libertine]

Kaldorn's eyes rolled into the back of his head as the little succubus began sucking his cock and playing with his balls. Not having either for more than 500 years, he forgot the intense, pure joy of sex, much less any tactile sensation. He could feel her fire stoking hotter, higher, threatening to engulf the roof of the tower they were on with its magma like heat.

The chill wind coming off the mountains whisked away the sweat that appeared on his body as he tried to maintain control of it. What little control he had, Kaldorn lost as Llati pulled his balls gently and stroked his ass crack with her tail that had wrapped around him.

His hot white liquid flooded her mouth, yet Llati sucked it all down, nary a drop escaping her lush lips. His knees rattled and knocked as the fierce orgasm exploded through him, from him. "After 500 years, pet, this is foreplay."

Finding his strength amazingly quick to his mind, Kaldorn lift the petite succubus in his arms and kissed her fiercely. Wantonly, hungrily, his tongue invaded her mouth, as if it were a barbarian force against a compliant village. The saltiness of his seed tickled across his tongue as he dueled her tongue.

Carrying her, Kaldorn pressed pressed Llati against the battlement. Holding her in place his hands roamed over her body slowly each sensation warming his hands. "It occurs to me that we need a bed."

 

[Lots_Daughter]

Llati let out a muffled squeal of joy as her Master’s seed suddenly erupted into her mouth, the demoness consuming every glorious drop of white-hot power and instantly feeling pure, pleasurable energy crackling throughout her every nerve. Even when she had milked him dry her mouth and hands pleasured him relentlessly, not stopping until the last orgasmic shudder had passed through his new body. Pulling his cock free from her lips with a pop, the succubus smiled and licked her lips as she looked up into Kaldorn’s ruddy eyes, her expression similar to that of a pet who has been very good and is expecting a reward. “Mmmm… Not bad for a dead guy.”

Kaldorn recovered more quickly than Llati had expected, and she released a little cry and a giggle as she was swept up into his arms and kissed with all the force and passion a five-hundred year abstinence was likely to produce. Her tongue eagerly parried and entwined with his, her slender arms embracing him around his neck while her delicate hands ran through his hair. Every inch of her oh so sinful body blazed with desperate arousal, and as the demoness was pressed against the tower’s battlement, she could feel her aching, eager pussy almost drip with pure carnal need.

Llati moaned into her Master’s lips as he explored her every curve and valley, an excited smile forming upon her lips as his mouth left hers to comment upon the necessity of a bed. With her pointed canines shining white in the moonlight, the succubus whispered “Do we?”, reaching down to untie her panties and let them fall away from her moist, scalding sex. Llati spread her thighs wide, allowing the scent of her arousal to fill Kaldorn’s nostrils before continuing “Show me what you remember, Master…”

 

[a_libertine]

Kaldorn looked Llati deep in her eyes, seeing the lust that was consuming her. "Master, indeed," he whispered as he spun her around. Bending her over the crenelation he spread Llati's feet wide. Gathering her wrists in his hands, Kaldorn whispered, "Bind."

The rope holding the woman he had sacrificed let go of her then shot over to where Kaldorn and Llati were standing. Slowly it coiled around her wrists binding them fast.

Kaldorn could sense her excitement growing as he moved into position behind her. Slowly he rubbed her ass cheeks, watching as she swished her tail luridly while waggling her ass at him.

Wrapping the tail around his left hand, he lifted her off her feet then swatted her ass gently. A low whimper came from her mouth as he raised and lowered her along the length of his cock with out sticking it in her.

"Neck, tighten," he whispered. Immediately the free end of the rope coiled around her neck and pulled back toward her bound hands, arching her body, thrusting ass and tits outward for him.

He could feel her body quivering in need as he lowered her feet back onto the floor of the tower's roof.

Cupping her ass, he spread her wide looking down at her glorious pussy and asshole. "You must not cum with out permission, do you understand?"

 

[Lots_Daughter]

A gasp of pleasure and surprise escaped from Llati’s lips as she was suddenly spun around and bent over the rough stones forming the crenellation of the tower’s roof, cooing with delight at being treated with such dominant force. “Oooh… Oh, Master…” A magnificent view of the blighted landscape spread out before her, and the knowledge that she was very close to a fall of several hundred feet served to heighten her sense of risk and helplessness. Of course, being a winged creature, the succubus was in no real danger of being dashed upon the rocks below, but Llati had a boundless erotic imagination, and at this moment it served her well.

The cold night air teased her glistening sex as her legs were spread wide, the minx yielding joyfully as her wrists were held behind her back and bound securely with the animated rope. The rope felt so gloriously rough against her silky skin, Llati’s excitement at her bound state so great that even her wings – now folded against her back – began to quiver. The touch of her new Master’s hands upon her round, firm ass cheeks forced a yearning moan from the aroused demoness’ lips, her hips swaying enticingly, her tail writhing and coiling like a serpent, its tip seeming to direct him towards her eager pussy. “Oh, Master…”

Llati let out a yelp as she was suddenly lifted off her feet by her tail, the pain – and pleasure – of it comparable to being lifted by the roots of her hair. She loved to be spanked, and as Kaldorn proceeded to swat her delectable buttocks, the little succubus squealed with pleasure, crying out joyfully at each impact. “Oh yes! Yes! Yes, Master, yes!” She whimpered with desperate need as the spanking stopped, but soon the true teasing began, her lich Master raising and lowering her, rubbing every rock hard inch of his magnificent cock against her quivering pussy again and again, tantalizing her, torturing her with the possibility of suddenly burying it all within her scalding heat. Llati whimpered and moaned, acknowledging the power of pleasure denied. So rarely did she have a Master who took the time to drive wild with passion, but as much as she loved it, she was desperate to be ravished like the little slut she was.

As the rope suddenly coiled around her throat and tightened, forcing her to arch her back and make the pleasurable parts of her body all the more accessible, Llati felt as aroused as she ever could be, her slick honey beginning to trickle down her silky inner thighs. The demoness trembled and whimpered pleadingly as Kaldorn spread her wide to study her tempting organs of pleasure, his next command causing her to bite her lip with apprehension. As a succubus, Llati’s pussy was especially sensitive. This was highly gratifying to most men, but made it difficult for her to suppress her orgasms. Praying to all the dark gods of pleasure she could think of, she at last replied, her voice dripping with passionate need. “I understand, Master. Oh, Master… please… your little Llati needs it so badly…”

 

[a_libertine]

Kaldorn smiled a smile that human lips should not be able to muster. A craven satisfaction, a unmitigated pleasure in Llati's partial submission so soon. He eyes lighted upon her swollen lips open so wide that a chariot might well pass between them.

Llati's juice glimmered off the head of his cock, where it was dribbling down the sides and along the thick hard ridge on the underside. Squeezing his hands, spreading her ass cheeks further apart Kaldorn pushed his cock forward against her seeping gash.

A whimpering moan filled the night sky as Llati moan and waggled trying to impale herself upon the turgid member teasing her. Pulling back just enough to allow his member spring up he aligned it with her eager opening. Copiously, her quim flowed around the massive head as he pressed the tip into her opening.

Despite the length of time since he last had sex, Kaldorn was certain that a woman's cooch was no where near as responsive as Llati's. Despite the smallest portion possible was within her, he could feel her musculature was trying to pull him in, massage him into orgasm.

"Tighten it as much as you can," he ordered.

As he felt her muscles contracting even farther, Kaldorn pressed his hard cock into her as slowly as he could. His eyes crossed and rolled back into his head as Llati's muscles gave ground ever so slowly. Even as more of him sank into her, he could feel her cunny clamping down further toward the base of his prick.

He scream of pleasure commingled with his sigh as he bottomed out with in Llati, his balls slapping her clit gently. Her legs were trembling between his legs and the wall, her head craned backed looking at him, desperation and need in her eyes.

Slapping her ass again, he asked, "So soon? You must cum already?"

It was a whimper more than a coherent answer that emerged from Llati's lush lips. Grinning lasciviously, Kaldorn whispered, "Not yet," as he pulled back and rammed his hips forward powerfully.

As his abdomen struck her ass, Llati's cheeks rolled forward and she cried out, "Please Master!?" Her pussy was massaging his cock as if it were a sexual constrictor, trying to force the cum, and perhaps life, from it.

Harder and faster, Kaldorn fucked Llati, his balls slamming against her clit, as her uninhibited screams filled the night air. With each stroke he re-iterated "NO!" until Llati collapsed beneath him, her knees giving out under the stress of trying to control herself.

Arranging Llati where her face and breasts were hard against the stone, her ass pointing nearly straight up, Kaldorn rammed into her again, screaming "GIVE TO ME NOW!"