A Demoness' Mating (one on one)

dragonrazor

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OOC: going along with the stream of Succubi and Demon threads

IC: Lance Seru was a guy who thought outside the box. He'd spent his entire life doing the unexpected. Taking up the occult was natural to him. What really amazed people was that he was good at what he did. He opened up a detective agency specializing in magic and arcana. He used an old warehouse, with two floors above ground, and a basement below. It was there in the basement that he was testing out spells from an old book he'd been given as a gift from a colleague. One particular spell interested him. It was a summoning spell, and he was eager to try it out. He had gathered the ingredients together, and made preparations, then cast the spell. At first, it didn't seem as if anything had happened, besides the lights being blown in the basement. But then, as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw something on the floor inside a pentagram, staring at him. It was decidedly feminine, and humanoid, thought definitely not human. It had the facial features, fur, and tail of a rabbit, but with a strange forked tongue. That and the fact that its fur was a purplish blue indicated he'd summoned something interesting.

OOC: looking for one woman to play the creature of the following picture
http://www.rabbitvalley.com/item.ph...c7&search_text=Bernal&return_number=25&page=1
 
OOC: thought you'd like it...are you still interested in the Sasha thread?
 
okay...i'll remake the other one for someone else then? go ahead and post
 
Looking around, Fierhi, the demoic purple bunny, noticed it wasn't chained to it the wall of it's cell in hell anymore. She also noticed the demon that had hung her upside down been tease her clit, piching her nipples, making her swallow seemiless stream of cum, and fucking her hard up the ass with it's forked tounge was no where in sight. Now that she was free she had no intention of going back to hell. In the darkness she saw a mortal man staring at her, she turned to him and growled.
 
Lance raised an eyebrow, watching her. The pentagram was intended to keep her in. The slightest scattering of the sand on the outside of the barrel and she'd be free. He tilted his head, studying her. "What's your name, little one?" He stretched, and walked over to the book he had read the spell in. He turned the pages, reading from the book. "Interesting that it would summon a demon. And such a pretty one, no less." He was talking to himself, really, but she could easily have commented, should she have cared to.
 
At first she swore at him in a strange demonic languge bascily telling him to die and rot in the depths of hell, acting like that was the only langue she knew. She tried to lunge at him but was knocked back by invisble blue flames that became vible only after she touched them. They were only harmfull to demonic creatures and other evil engeries, but harmless to mortals. Upon being knocked onto her ass she gave up her ruse of not understanding English.

"That fucking hurt you asshole, now let me out of here so I can rip your skull off your body so I may feast on it so I may become strong."
 
Lance blinked, and turned around. "I'm sorry, did you say something?" He truly hadn't been listening, so intent was he on studying the spell. There had been no hint of her name or that it would summon a demon. Still, it had, and she was a feisty one, he thought. He leaned back against the desk, studying her again. As an afterthought, he closed the book with one hand. "I'm Lance. What's your name, and where do you hail from?"
 
Feirhi groaned in agnony for she didn't like being confined anymore. She sat and sulked for a moment before thinking her options and saw hers was to talk to him.

"So you're not going to lower this dam barier until I tell you what you need to know?"
 
Lance shrugged again, studying her. "Actually, I wasn't going to release you until I'm certain of my safety. There's also the question of how well you'd take to life around here. Seeing as I have no idea how to send you back yet, and something tells me you wouldn't want to go anyways. Regardless, it's as much for your safety as it is for mine." He stepped away from the desk, and walked slowly over to her, staying just the other side of the line. He reached across, and winced slightly as the flames spread again. "Interesting."
 
Feirhi sighed and maybe tried to talk to him to reason with him.

"If I tell you about myself, will you then trust me. Bsides the whole rippin of the skull thing and feasting on your flesh was just a joke, being summoned from hell I thought that was what you were excepting to hear."

She laughed nervously hoping he belived her.

"Ok look my name is Feirhi, about two thousand years ago I was stoned to death by my people of Rabbian, alternate dimension simmilar to Earth, for basicly being a whore. I thought once I was dead my punshment was over. I was wrong, I ended up being a sex slave for a demon and constanly being fucked litteraly 24 hours a day. You would think a whore like myself would be happy being fucked for enterity, but no, somehow he kept me from ever orgasiming, kept me on the edge for the last one thousand nine hundre nintey-eight years, but never once came. You know how frustrating that is?"
 
Lance raised an eyebrow, listening to her. She'd been through a lot, clearly. He wondered suddenly if he might be in danger from the demon she had been under the control of. Shrugging, he continued to listen to her. At the same time, his eyes studied her form. She was actually quite beautiful. When she'd finished speaking, he closed his eyes and considered. Then he started laughing. He laughed long and hard, and when he stopped, his face was streaked with tears. Finally, he spoke. "You should probably consider it a blessing that you're here now. And by the way, try going your entire life with nothing but your hand for a partner. Anyways, I'll let you go, but I'll have to do something to prevent you from leaving this place." He walked over to the table, and picked up a collar. He quickly cast a spell on it, enchanting it. Then he walked over, still studying her.
 
Feirhi looked at the mortal as she told him her story. She noted that he was quiet handsome for a human. She also noticed that she was still very wet and horny, but also somehow knew that the curse placed on her body was lifted from her escape from hell. Little did she know what effect being brought back to a mortal relm was going to do to her, but she'ld find out later. The only thought in her head was of finally being able to get off and she'ld use the mortal man who brought her back wheather he want it or not. But then she saw him walking towards her with a collar in his hands which furrirated her causing her to growl at him.

"Keep that fucking thing away from me. I will not be taken prisioner again not by you not by anyone!"

She swung at him attempting to knock the collar out of his hand.
 
Lance shrugged, looking at her, holding the collar in one hand. "Do you promise to behave? The collar isn't necessary, but if you don't behave, it'll have to go on you." He was still outside the barrier, and just watching her. He smiled suddenly. "What's going through your mind right now?"
 
Looking at him trying to convey a look of innocence and sinceraty on her face.

"Well if you let me out of this circle, I'll be sure to show my apprecation."

She hoped using her femine charms would work, hoping he would have pity on her.
 
Lance raised an eyebrow, then walked back over to the desk. He picked up a small dagger inscribed in Norse runes. Then he walked over to her slowly. When he was right in front of her, he put his foot down on the sand outside the barrier, and slid it backwards, scattering some of the sand and dropping the barrier. Then he started to walk towards the door.
 
Feirhi was relieved that the barrier was dropped and she was finally free, then she noticed the man that set her free walking to the door. At first she didn't care that he was leaving, but this feeling of want and need crept over her for him. She didn't know why but she felt compelled to follow him. Calling out to him and using her long legs she got up with him.

"Wait! Where you going?"
 
Lance raised an eyebrow, not missing a step as he walked up a set of stairs. "Well, you're probably going to need food. And maybe some clothes. Then there's the matter of introducing you to the modern world using the Internet." He opened a door, and they stepped out into a huge warehouse with two floors. "Did you have something else in mind?"
 
Feirhi continued to follow him as they continued through the wherehouse.

"Well I don't need food right away, I'm not very hungery at all really. As for clothes I guess your right. As for being updating me on the modern world, you'ld think being locked in a cell while a demon rapes you for 2000 years would keep one in the dark, but something truly fucked up happens with your head while in hell, subconciously you recive a continual flood of images of what is happening in mortal relm, something like a CNN in my brain, so I'm pretty caught up on current events. I guess I'm still feeling some effects though becuase I can tell you exactly what time it is night now without looking at watch or clock. It is exactly 10:16PM."

Feirhi puts her hand on his shoulder and looks him in the eyes.

"But we can worry about what I need later, right now I just want to thank you for freeing me."

She leans in and starts to kiss him passionatly, shoving her forked tounge into his mouth, holding him tightly.
 
Lance raised an eyebrow, listening to her description of what happened to her in hell. He was surprised she wasn't hungry, or that she didn't want to know current events. Then she kissed him. He blinked, slowly putting his arms around her waist, and returning the kiss. He pressed her close, sucking gently at her tongue, hardening in spite of his mind screaming 'what's wrong with you' at him. His hands slowly slid down to her arse, and squeezed gently, as he slipped his tongue past hers.
 
Kissing him passionatly Feirhi presses her body close to his, her heat pouring off her as she moans lightly at even the lightest contact, but she pulls away from him, only to ask him.

"Do you have anywhere more personal we can take this, unless you like fucking on a hard where house floor."
 
Lance breathed heavily, looking into her eyes. She was an exceptional kisser, and he considered her question for a moment. Then he smiled. "I have a bedroom on the second floor." He started to step away from her, heading for a set of stairs on the opposite side of the main room they were in.
 
As the man started to walk away from her, Feirhi felt compelled to follow him, for every step away from her seemed to cause her disire for him to grow. She wondered if it was effect she was under when he summoned her from hell. Before she knew, her body reacted and she rushed to keep within step of him.
 
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