The Betrayer's Escape

Hell was the ultimate prison. The souls of the faithless and the evil were sent here to live throughout eternity in torment. The only thing worse in this prison would be solitary confinement. That is what Saduj had been sent to.

Saduj the Betrayer he had been called after his failed attempt to take over the prison for his own selfish desires. The result was a century of enduring the worst punishments Hell had to offer, which ended in him being sodomized by the Devil himself!

Now here he sat, stripped of everything, mangled and wounded, and in a small room with no apparent door or other way out. He was doomed to be alone for all eternity, left with his failure. No hope of anything.

Saduj shook his head violently. No! There had to be a way out. If there was none, he would make one! For a long time he thought about it. Undoubtedly, he needed pure power to...

Pure? Purity! That was what he needed! A pure heart and an undefiled body would be needed to ensure his escape. He just needed to get one. To do that he would need to find the right person. What was more, he needed bring her here, himself. That would be risky in the extreme.

He conjured a small pool in his cell with which he could see the world of men. It took some time to find what he was looking for, but there she was. The Roman Empire. The daughter of a Senator and soon to be married. It was now or never.

Turning away from the pool, he used his knowledge of torture to create a black, oozing creature shaped like a stand. It would capture his prey and trap her in a fluid- filled sac for as long as he wanted.

Kneeling next to the creature, Saduj started chanting his spell, looking to create a portal and extend it beyond his cell. Success! The Btrayer started laughin maniacally as the stand's tentacles shot out to claim his prize.

Another day passed, and still life went on. Veronica Myers had just gone through a heavy break up with her once soon to be husband, until she found out about the various affairs he had been having. A part of her blamed herself, as she stuck to her guns on keeping her virginity until marriage. At the age of nineteen, it had been difficult. Many a time she had been drawn to temptation, only to over come as a victor each time. Not that she didn't have deviant thoughts in her head, some times the fantasies even scared her. It had been a week since the break-up, the girl carried on with her life as usual. Her parents had been none too happy with the split. In their eyes, Veronica should have stuck with the man, as in these times a man with his stature was one to be desired. She helped eased their dislike by doing what she always did, helping her parents on their land with the excellent green thumb she inherited.

There was more to her that made her such a catch besides her purity and gardening, Veronica being a rather alluring girl even in her reserved dresses. She was of average height, with a rather curvy build. Hips and rear had a natural eye-catching perk to them, her trimmed waist tapering up to a gorgeous set of mounds that left over and handful to play with. Even with Veronica's modest attire, it was still not hard to miss, as hazel nut straight locks and blue eyes topped off the package of the attractive girl. She had been working hard in the garden, helping to plant the seeds in the ground and water each for the next harvest. Hands wiped off the remains on the apron tied around her waist, casually picking up the bottom of her dingy gown as she moved over to the bucket of water by the well. A strange warbling sound caught her attention, Veronica heard it emitting from the well the closer she drew.

Slightly leaning to look down into the depths, it echoed off the stone walls. Such a sound filled her with curiousity and fear, hands clutched the edge of the well as she spoke. "H-hello..." The next thing she knew, tendrils shot out from the murky depths. A Sharp scream erupted from her lips, quickly silenced by a tentacle that wrapped around her mouth and the back of her head. She tried to run, another extension tripping her by capturing her ankle. Veronica fell with a thud, tears in her eyes as terror took hold. What was this? What was happening? Her body writhed in panic, tendril after tendril taking her limbs and pulling her into the well. Cold and wet enveloped her once inside, freezing her body in place and soon lulling her into a darkened slumber.

Saduj collapsed on the brimstone floor and mumbled every curse he could muster in the tongues of men and demons. It had taken him far more power than he had thought to catch his victim. Now he laid there even more helpless than when he was punished. Was this what it was like to die? The demon hoped not. His plans had just begun!

Wait. Did his risk pay off? Did he even get his prey? It would take decades, no, centuries to find another! And another he would need, then another, and another. But first things first. Saduj weakly turned his head to his creation, sighing in relief at seeing the human inside.

The fluid in the sac allowed the Betrayer to look inside and see what was happening. All was well. The sac's fluids had rendered her immobile and paralyzed while tentacles began their work. One was in her mouth, moving up and down her throat, with a visible bulge. Dozens more ripped her clothes from her body, leaving her naked and exposed. With her clothes gone, two of them developed mouths and started urgently suckling on her nipples. The others simply caressed her body, tantalizing and stimulating her. One last tentacle grew out taking a large phallic shape to setup the human's final corruption. Without hesitation or teasing it went straight into her anus. Just like her throat, her lower abdomen bulged as the tentacle pumped her. Only one thing remained.

However, Saduj was too weakened to complete the ritual. He would need to rest. Until he was ready, the creature would continue molesting her while preserving her virginity. She would not age, nor would she be allowed to orgasm. She would be trapped in peak arousal until the time of corruption.

The sight of her was the last thing the demon saw before passing out. Who knows how long it would take before he recovered.

Veronica 's eyes popped open, everything around her a haze. The texture of what held her was indescribable, all she knew was that she could not move. From no where a tendril popped up, surging its way through her lips. Eyelids fluttered as it forced its way down her throat, stretching the muscles before starting to thrust. The strange sensation made her want to scream and cry, though she could do neither. The next thing she knew, the confines of her clothes were stripped away to mere rags. Everything was fully exposed, she could feel her nipples tingle and harden from the cool substance around them. Veronica looked in shock as to tentacles slithered up to her breasts, forming small mouths on each end. How desperately she wanted to protest, but soon her sensitive nubs fell victim to their hold. The mouths were stimulating her in ways she had never been. It brought on urges from her nature, and an intense throb between her thighs.

The tendrils coaxed and stroked on her flesh, working up her nerves and causing a wetness in her heat. To finalize the effect, a thick length began to wiggle toward her ass, all she could do was mentally scream as it pushed itself inside. Tormenting pain warped the depths of her mind, mixing with the overwhelming pleasure of violation. Hooded eyes looked on as the phallus screwed her throat, drool spilling from the corners of her mouth. Tears ran down her face, Veronica could not tell whether she wanted it to stop or continue. She hated being so perverse to the point of liking it, the constant ramming in her ass sent juices to trickle down her thighs. A growing ache was taking over her sensibility, the morality in her head struggled to stay in place as the onslaught went on. Time passed so slow, but her violation was thrilling, as she found herself craving the phallus in her ass and mouth. Veronica was wanting more, to even give her virginity to the creature. Such realizations filled her with deep shame that shined on her cheeks.

There was a figure on the outside of this thing looking in, watching her, but she had no clue who or what he wanted. Would he fuck her too? She entertained the idea and liked it more and more as the tendrils clouded her mind with the sinful pleasures of their motions over time. Veronica wanted to move, to grind, to touch herself. The pulsing of her heat was maddening, as she passed the point of keeping herself pure any longer. A trickle of juice ran down her inner thighs and mixed with the liquid around her, the build up from violation depleting her sense of control. Growing wetter and wetter, becoming more insatiable by the second, it was brought on even more as she was left so close to the edge but with no promise of release.

For 50 years he slept, fitfully dreaming of his past. Since the time God cast the rebels out of Heaven, Saduj had been one of the Devil's generals in charge of torturing the souls of the sinners sent to Hell. During this tine, he had come up with the most exquisite sexual tortures, which many of the lesser demons were only too happy to use on the damned. This made him quite popular, but with popularity came ambition. He tried to lead a coup against the Devil which went horribly wrong, resulting in his current predicament.

He woke up in his cell a bit confused but quickly remembered where he was. At seven feet tall, he looked like a lean muscular man with fangs instead of canines and no obvious sign of a penis. What was once flawless black skin was now marred by hundreds of scars all across his body. What was once a great pair of black feathered wings were now little more than stumps. Where once he was regaled in demonic splendor he now stood naked - all constant reminders of the price he paid for his ambitions.

His power had not yet fully returned to him after his slumber, but he knew what to do next. He would no longer dare to breach his prison's walls to summon his next victim. Hopefully this bitch suffering before him could. It would set his initial plan back centuries, but the alternative was no an option.

Between his legs, a mouth opened revealing a row of razor sharp teeth. From it a phallic-shaped tentacle slithered out and entered the sac his prize was floating in. Lining up to the girl's vagina, it looked as if the cock would split her in two, but the thing speared into her in one thrust, tearing her hymen with ease.

Saduj leaned on the sac in ecstasy as the tentacle moved in and out at a leisurely pace. With each thrust more and more of him went inside. After a rather long while, he picked up the pace, eager to finish violating her and beginning the transformation. It did not take much longer before, he came inside her and filling her womb.

After recalling the tentacle back into his lower mouth, Saduj could do nothing more than watch. The combination of the girl's arousal and and virgin blood, mixed with his demonic cum, created a black cloud in the fluid that completely filled the sac and obscured her body. For several days, the new mixture would boil as she changed. The end result was not soemthing even he would know. Until then, he would go back to sleep and dream of future conquest.

By now her madness had taken over her mind, not a thought passed by that didn't surround her getting screwed in some way or another. The lengths in her throat and anus were an addiction now, although the raw sensation was discomforting, Veronica still craved more. She wanted release so bad, she could almost taste. The last hole finally had its time now, as the new length plunged through and instantly invaded her tight crevice. How she could feel the instant surge of pain, the burn in her eyes intensifying. Still she relished in the pleasure, hardly any mind given to the fact that her purity was draining away. Something she used to treasure and value, Veronica was so happy to give away and to a strange beast no doubt. Bliss flooded her mind as it rammed her over and over again, stretching her walls to their limit. She could cry and sob with both glee and sorrow if her body was not forced into this paralysis. Insatiable from the new urges that filled her core, the girl took much delight as the warm eruption of seed started pumping straight into her womb.

Veronica drowned in the euphoria that filled her, consumed by it and the darkness that slowly spread to take her whole. The memories of her life slowly drifted to insignificance, as her perversion and new way of life reprogrammed her mind. It was being split and then repaired, her body also taking on new modifications throughout the process. A slender growth protruded from her backside now, forming a sharpened tip at the end. Nails extended to long claws, as canines and another set along each side of them formed sharpened points. The changes were gradual, painful even, mind, body, and soul suffered the blows as her entire DNA rewrote itself within the wicked concoction of the pod. Slits developed along either shoulder blade, no wings could be seen however there was certainly the possibility of them when the time was right. Small horns of just a few inches sprouted from the height of her temples, bumped in pattern and curled upward toward the sky.

When her eyes opened, she could only make out the inky substance around her. There was a new calling in her nature, yet everything was new to her, almost alien. Senses for one had a sharper edge to them, Veronica felt another hunger that surpassed one for eating. It resonated with the intense depravity from before, and now instead of disgusted or fearful of it, she accepted it as a new way of functioning. Newly developed golden irises gleamed brightly when she opened her lids more, anxious to get out of imprisonment

For four days, Saduj let the liquid boil, eager to see what would come out. For four days, the demon was anxious. The anticipation grew intense, but it was tempered by the knowledge that removing her too soon would end his plans. He had to wait.

Eventually, the time came as the the sac burst open and the creature that had tortured her for the last half century melted. Desperately, the Betrayer thrust his hand into the resulting goop, and grabbed his new slave by the throat. He then lifted her high into the air and got a good look at her.

In many ways, she was a lot like him, but also different. What got his attention the most was the fact that her eyes were the same color as his. The had to be a good sign. Gripping her throat tightly, he brought her face to his.

"Mine," was all he managed to say as he gave her a lustful kiss, swirling his snake-like tongue around hers.

The next thing Veronica knew, a hand was shooting through the dark substance. It clutched her throat, somehow she knew what the grip meant, as if it called to her instincts. So she did not protest, her body instead went limp to let him pull her from the sac. Clarity broke through, the world now open to her senses. There was a being in front of her, bringing Veronica close. Although she had never met him, something in her core knew exactly who he was. "Master...", she murmured out softly, closing her eyes as his lips captured hers. Sighing happily, lips parted to accept his tongue. Her lengthy and slender one swirled with his, delighted by the sensation though she did not know his name. Once it broke, the succubus stared up to his eyes. The once peasant was no longer there, barely able to grasp anything from before this existence. Slowly she lowered herself to her knees, tilting her head down and chiming out gently. "How can I serve you, Master?" Veronica awaited her orders, knowing this was to be her purpose now. Everything around her was still a mystery, where they were, how he got there. But he was the only thing that made sense at this point, and she was more than grateful to service him however she could.

Saduj simply jumped on her, pinning her to the hard floor. The mouth between his legs, unleashing dozens of small tendrils and two larger phallic tentacles. All over her body they squirmed, leaving slime and precum on her skin.

"I name you Elecebra," He whispered in her ear. As he continued, the two phalluses found their way to her vagina and anus, pushing themselves in without effort. "You are now my slave for eternity. You will fuck me. You will hunt my prey. You will act in my name and no one else's. You. Are. Mine!"

With that, he simply kept her pinned beneath him as his tentacles did their work. Half of a century. Who knew going that long without would lead to such extreme release? Maybe he would try holding off for awhile before taking her again.

No way.

A soft gasp released, now finding herself on the ground. Eyes peered up into her master's, losing herself in his gaze. The waves of pleasure over came her as the tentacles extended to relish in her body. Back arched from the sensations with her nipples hardening. She let her legs part wide for the tendrils to invade her every crevice, a loud moan escaping as he filled her insides. They were greeted with warm enveloping walls, drenching him heavily by the amounts of juice that left her. Every thrust made her throat resonate with bliss, hands clawing at the ground from extreme euphoria. "Yes, Master... I belong only to you... I serve.. no other.", she breathed out with a deep rasp between her words. Writhing beneath him, hips thrusted forward to match his rhythm as both holes were at his mercy. Elecebra could barely focus on anything but the plowing lengths in her.

The two tentacles rubbed against one another through her insides, striking every nerve along the way. She was a panting mess of depravity in no time, crooning out noisily. "Harder, Master! Please, I need more! Fuck me until you cum, I beg of you!" Legs out stretched, nearly in a full split. Her lower half was nearly on the ground as she held herself there, happily taking on the onslaught of both tentacles while the other smaller ones explored her body. Lips graciously kissed along his shoulder and collar bone, almost as if to thank him for such violation. The lewd sounds of her wet walls joined in on the chorus of her moans, as Elecebra drew closer to an orgasm.

Saduj was getting annoyed at hearing Elecebra talk and let her know with the back of his hand across her face. "Sluts don't speak while getting fucked!" Three smaller tentacles twisted themselves around each other and leapt into the female's mouth. As one the worked her way almost to her throat and started pumping in and out. "You have better uses for your mouth."

On and on it went. For what seemed like hours, Saduj kept pumping her desperately. Slowly but surely, he felt his demonic seed start to boil inside of him and soon the moment came. With a deep breath he screamed an orgasm that would have shaken the world. A torrent of black cum shot from his twin phalluses and flooded Elecebra until she could hold no more and still it kept filling. When it seemed she would burst open, the Betrayer withdrew from her, still with enough semen to cover her body.

When he finally subsided, Saduj was tired but satisfied. But when he tried to get himself up, he found himself too weak to. Was he still so weak from his kidnapping his slave? That question would have to wait as he found himself collapsing on her and losing consciousness. The only signs of life in him were his tentacles' small lazy movements.