Demonic Encounter

[AmbrosiaCaress]

This story is closed for myself and Roiyaru_Shuujin
We both hope you enjoy​

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~ her breath came in soft gasps, she sprinting thru the darkened wood. Had she lost them? Those *men* that called themselves hunters? She hoped so, her life, and her virginity, depended on it. The nearly naked girl collasped to the ground. Why did they hunt her people so? Why could they not leave her and her people alone? She did nothing more than live in the small village at the base of the mountain. She did nothing other than serve the wine, the whiskey that these men, these vermin, asked for. But always, they wanted more. She refused, and now she was hunted because of it.

Her people. She was nothing more than a mortal girl, these days, she was the minority. The world she lived in filled with the fantastic. Vampires and Werewolves, Fairies and Angels, Demons and Monsters. And it seemed that all, wanted to feed on the life force that mortals possessed.

Vampires desired blood
Werewolves desired meat or slaves
Fairies desired the heartbeat of a mortal
Elves wished to take their land, their homes
Angels desired their spirit
Monsters desired their death

The list went on and on...

Demons, born of from the pits in the deepest depths of hell. They were the worse. They were intelligent, cunning, bloodthristy, desiring ALL that the others covetted. They came in any shape or size, from the laughable ones, who were all of 2 feet tall, to the terrifying, who stood many feet tall. Some bore fangs, others claws, forked tongues and tentacles. Demons often clothed themselves in the guise of mortals, to lure, trap, capture, devour, rape, or enslave, a mortal, particulary mortal females, which were a delicacy to Demons.

The life of a mortal, these days, was the life of the prey. Hunted, enslaved, they retreated to the small villages in the most remote of lands, hoping to simply live out life, without being hunted, captured.

There were some, who catered to the other races in the realms. Even Monsters and Demons, if the price wasright. They would sometimes, and I say only sometimes, live alongside the mortals with no repercussions. Oh it was expected that one would disappear here and there, blood was needed... meat... slaves.... but in general, it could work....

Covington was one of those places. A small village at the base of a large mountain. Many passed thru while traversing around the mountain. Mortal, Vampire, Werewolf. The Tavern where she, Talena, worked was a popular watering hole for all sorts of creatures of many races.

This night, one of those very patrons, His face hidden beneath a fathomless dark hood, had grown angry at her rebuffing his.. advances.. He had scattered the other patrons of the Tavern and now, along with several others that were laying in wait...mortal men, in service to the Demon, mercenaries, or more than likely nothing more than a band of greedy thieves and poachers, they hunted the scared, beautiful girl, and she, was growing tired. ~

Talena

Talena
20 seasons old
Long midnight black hair
sparkling golden eyes
Mortal human female

 

[Roiyaru_Shuujin]

~ Dark figures darted through the quiet forest, a strange eerie silence had struck the entire area since their arrival. Normaly it would be filled with the musical chirping of the chorus of crickets, accompanied by the occasional hoot of an owl on the prowl. However, none of these creatures of the forest were strangers to the true stalkers of the night, creatures who seemed to posses unnatural abilities which caused even the bravest of men to quiver in fear. Slowly one of the silent forms came to a stop, the moonlight managing only to cast enough light to give the mortal eye a glimps of a heavy, dull cloak.

The bushes to the far right russled, but the figure didn't seem startled at all. From within the bushes, the head of a middle aged mortal man poked out before completaly stepping out. He was around 5' 10", had long blond hair carefully trimmed as it reached his shoulders. His body was chiseled out with well toned muscles. The mans right eye was covered with a leather eye patch, a thick scar peeking out from the top left to the bottom right of the patch told only a small tale of how it was lost. "The girl, I still believe she is here...but it seems she knows the area much more than we. But dont worry, there are several of us...only one of her....it will only be a matter of time."

A pair of glowing red orbs appeared from the hood of the once silent figure, "Perfect Logan...see to it once she is caught, that I am told. None of you are to lay a finger on her besides to restrain that lovely creature. If I find any of you did otherwise, I will just have to find more....reliable...followers." The figure spoke in a smooth, calm tone...if anything one would call it human, far from what its eyes told.

The man called Logan simply smiled, a toothy grin that revieled perfect white teeth that stood out even in the darkness. "As you wish Master Jaken...." He muttered with a swift bow, moving backwards towards the forest without lifting up untill he was out of Jaken's sight.

A strong wind began to pick up, the forest seeming to quiver from the cold breeze it brought along with it. Reaching up, Jaken began to run a hand down the side of the cloak to smooth out a few rinkles. His slim, tanned fingers lightly lingered on the fabric...looking compleatly human. But Jaken was far from human. He was a demon, one who traveled from town to town...in search for ways to satisfy his own pleasures and wants.

Jaken had always felt mortal's were weak creatures, both physically and mentally. How easy it was to toy with their minds, lure them with small promises of gold or other material posessions. In a way...this is what made them very handy when it came to tasks. Such as the hunters he had met quite some time back, it was easy to bribe them...after giving the small band's former leader a painful death. Logan cooperated with ease once he took title as the new leader, Jaken knew in his mind that the man was pleased with his former superior's death.

Something that seemed to amuse Jaken was the fact that humans held dark souls as well as pure ones. Some compleatly twisted and corrupt, much like Logan's...which allowed simple alliances with demons, vampires, or any other so called 'monster'. Others were small, not as bad....but hidden in lust. Jaken enjoyed these mortals the most. It was a pleasure to him to find the females, and strip away at their pride, dignity, and have them succumb to the dark desires that rest within them. Just thinking about it brought a smile to his lips, especialy listening to their screams as he tossed them to become slaves to his hired help in each village.

In the small village of Covington, Jaken met a mortal who seemed to be somewhat of a challenge. This...female...nothing but a simple serving girl in a tavern, turned down his advances. No female had ever done such a thing to Jaken, he chosen his body carefully...possessing the form of a male who's physical features should be what any woman would desire. Thats what he believed the mortal women desired however. Not this one though....she rejected him. His reaction was, somewhat unexpected...even to him. Sure, he exposed his true self, harming a few mortals while trashing a few wooden tables...but it wasn't as if he cared. Hell he'd go back to that village tonight and murder every single person there for some of the amusement.

Slowly he shook his head, starting to move again to persue his own little search for this girl. She would not get away, Jaken would search day and night if he had to. The promise of being able to keep her as a reward once he was finished for help capturing her had Logan and the other hunters anxious to find the delicious target...for it seemed they too had their eyes on her even before Jaken's arrival in the village.

"Dont you worry my pet, once I find you...fear may be on your mind...but you will drown in pleasure, lost in it for eternity and never wanting to go back to what you were once before.....,my precious Talena" He whispered, words carried off into the forest by the wind while beating against his unfaltering form.

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"I heard something over here!!! She cant be too far!!!" The cries of the hunters pierced the silence of the forest, alerting the frightened female of their positions.

Logan raced towards his comrades voices, eye narrowed in determination to grant Jaken his 'treasure'. The girl was foolish enough to deny hunters what they wanted, it only serves her right to deny the wrong person...or creature to be exact. "...in this world, you cant take the chances..." He muttered, then after a moments thought..a small smirk formed at the corner of his lips. "...and you girl, will now pay the price."

As the female ran in hopes to get away from this terrible nightmare, something dropped from the tree's above...landing directly infront of her. It was one of the hunters, crouched low from taking the impact of the fall...now rising up to his feet. "Hehehe....end of the line...why dont you just give yourself up?" He sneered, his toothless grin would cause her to cring in disgust. If she was watching carefully, she would his fingers dancing slowly along the hilt of the dagger kept along the leather belt tied to the man's waist. ~

Jaken
??? seasons old
Lengthy jet black hair
Smoke gray eyes
Demonic Male

Logan
22 seasons old
Shoulder length blonde hair
Emerald green eyes
Mortal human male

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Talena knew the woods at the base of the mountain like the back of her hand, she having played in those same woods as a child. She knew every dark corner, every shadowed hiding place, every gnarled tree. Once this place had been a source of fun for the girl, a place where she be the princess, awaiting her knight in shining armor, a place where she were a queen ruling over the village of her subjects, a place where she could be the servant girl, swept off her feet by the handsome warrior. Talena had played out all those scenes in her mind, and in those woods. Alone, mostly, with nothing more than her child's active, and innocent imagination as company.

She had been the kidnapped princess, whose love rescues her. She had been the damsel in distress, saved by the honorable knight, she had even been the fierce woman hunter, finding the wounded prince. If only this too, were a game. But as she crouched in the darkness, trying to calm her near panic breathing, she knew this was no game. Whoever that... Demon was.. and she was convinced now that indeed He was some kind of Demon, she had seen the barest flicker of fire in His eyes at that last moment, He had sent His hunting *dogs* ...after her.

Talena tried to calm her racing mind as she hid in those darkening shadows. The moon had yet to rise, fortunate for her, as she lay there, she did not need that haunting illumination to betray her movements, but on the same token, she could not see the Hunters, nor the Demon either. Altho, where she were silent in her motions, they were not, at least most of them were not. A couple of the men had obviously had a bit too much ale this night, and it was they that betrayed their own whereabouts. But Talena was not stupid by any means, she knew there were others, that were as silent as she when moving thru the forests. And then there was the Demon... She was sure He was searching also, and that thought chilled her to her very soul.

She heard the thud of a boot, the grunt of a man, someone tripping and falling over one of the many exposed roots in this area. He was close, and Talena had to move, she had no choice. Another grunt as another fell over the first, cursing. Closer, they were closer than she thought, and she was on her feet, on the move.

She ran, darting thru the underbrush like a deer on the run, but she too caught a root and came down, she not crying out other than a surprised gasp, but that was enough to alert whoever was nearby...

"I heard something over here!!! She cant be too far!!!"

She heard the collective voices of the others, all around her. They had nearly surrounded her as she hid, and not even realized it. Panic set in, Talena unable to control her growing fear. A moment later and a figure dropped down from above, an Angel of Death perhaps, she thought for a brief moment.

"Hehehe....end of the line...why dont you just give yourself up?"

"To become the plaything of You and Your men, or worse, the prey of a Demon.. NO" she shouted back.

It was not lost on her that His fingers lightly danced around the dagger she knew was at His waist. She knew men, especially men like this. That dagger more than likely was already stained with blood, innocent blood. To taste hers would be of no consequence. They stood, facing each other, the beautiful serving girl, clad in a long black, now torn skirt, and her black lace bra. Her blouse having been torn free of her body as she ran thru the unforgiving underbrush, her skin marred with several light scratches. Long tendrils of her midnight black mane had come free of her braid and hung wildly about her face. Golden eyes sparkling, alive with fear, fear and determination. Determination to survive.

"I know you" she whispered, canting her head, "I've seen you in the Tavern. You run with Logan's band of thieves."

Logan, she knew Logan. He had been frequenting the Tavern often as of late, eyeing her. She found Logan to be creepy, a mortal yes, but one she did not want to associate with. He, more than once, had propositioned her, whispered lewd comments to her, touched her. She always rejecting His advances, nicely, but rejecting none the less. Logan was the reason that she herself carried a dagger, strapped even now to her thigh, a dagger she desperately needed to get to.

"please" she whispered again, her voice low, hushed, sultry "let me go" As she spoke, she reached down, slowly, ever so slowly lifting the hem of her skirt, letting the leering man get a glimpse of her legs, smooth supple.... she saw His eyes roaming down, widening, a grunt coming from his lips... it was working....

Her hand slipped upwards, finding and grasping the dagger she had strapped to her thigh. One second, maybe 2.. and that dagger was buried in the man's skull, he grunting again, and falling backwards, Talena already on the run once more, but now minus any weapon for protection ~

 

[Roiyaru_Shuujin]

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"To become the plaything of You and Your men, or worse, the prey of a Demon.. NO" She shouted at the hunter while he stood watching her with a hungry stare.

He figured that if he gave Her a good view of his dagger, she would cooperate more...cause less of a struggle. The filthy man sneered while his eyes scanned the serving girls entire body...following every curve that was now exposed from her struggle to get away from her pursuers. Slowly she could see his tongue slip out and lick the bottom of his lip, letting out a small chuckle at her words.

"Well what other choice do you have babe? Who knows, you might actualy have a nice time with us...we promise to treat you good." He replied, tone of his voice saying the compleate opposite.

"I know you...I've seen you in the Tavern. You run with Logan's band of thieves."

These words caused the man to pause for a moment, raising an eyebrow. So the girl atleast knew who as who around the village. Thats how it should be, but perhaps now that she knew who she was dealing with...she would cooperate more.

"Hmph, if you know who I fall under....then just give yourself up. You know you wont get away...you'll be caught sooner or later girl. If you get away tonight, we'll just return tomorrow...and the next day...and the next. You'll need to sleep sooner or later as well, and when you do...heh...you'll wake up to Logan's smiling face thats for sure." He's words would crawl under her skin, sending shivers up her spine while knowing his mind was undressing what clothing she had left.

To his surprise, She began to reach down...revieling more and more of those perfect legs."please...let me go" Each bit that was revieled caused his eyes to widen, grunting slightly in a loss of words. Perhaps She would offer something to his liking for a chance to escape, which would be great on his part...for they could always catch her later.

Such lustful thoughts could ruin a man, cause the strongest to fall from their thrones...the bravest to sink to their knees...and could even cause the gods themselves to make mistakes a mortal would. Clouded in his own world, the bandit was unaware of Her dagger that was brought out swiftly, sinking into his skull. All focus of simple thought slowly began to chip away, a grunt leaving his lips once more...not because of shock...but simply he was unable to form words anymore. Crimson red blood formed around the wound around the dagger and a dark curtain of fluid started to cast down over his vision. Eyes rolling to the back of his head, she would not see the dead man collapse to the ground due to her will to escape.

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Jaken's eyes snapped open within the endless empty void of his hood. One of several invisible threads, that were mentaly linked to him, had been severed. A bit of anger began to bubble within Jaken, eyes reflecting it as they began to glow an intense red.

"So she is this eager to get away from me hm? Its a shame that these fools can let a simple serving girl outsmart them so easily. Logan best prove to me that I did not make a mistake by allowing them to work beneith me... " He growled, raising a hand that quickly balled into a fist. A hand that looked to posses the limits of what human strength had to offer, yet exceeded them a thousand times over.

Those eyes however began to cool, fading to a dim glow while reaching out, placing a single finger on the trunk of a tree. The nail began to shift and grow...narrowing down to a fine, razer sharp point as it sunk into the aged wood like butter. "Though..strangely enough...she intrigues me...." .

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Logan's eyes narrowed, the voices of his men that were starting to fill the night. It was idiotic for them to do that!! They were simply giving away their positions to the girl, thus allowing her to avoid them more with ease. Logan however would not let that happen.

As if luck was shining upon him, Logan caught a glimpse of movement out of the corner of his right eye. Quickly pressing his back against a tree, he carefully peeked out from behind the large tree trunk...eyes adjusting to the darkness. There She was, the girl from the tavern. It seemed her clothing had managed to get caught within a thorny bush, as if clinging on in attempts to go against her intensions of escape.

"Perfect...." Logan muttered, his emerald green eyes glimmering as her image reflected within them. She was truely a thing of beauty. Talena had actualy been a fantasy too the young leader, one he could never get his hands on to become a reality. No matter how hard he tried when he visited the tavern, she would turn him down. Once Logan recalled being VERY kind and generous to the people of the village, just in hopes Talena would be more accepting. The plan ended with Logan flipping over the tavern table while his face was beet red, blowing up at the serving girl after she accused him of being a complete fake and still having a sick and twisted heart.

"Your clever remarks wont save you this time Talena....." Logan snickered, moving back into the shadows that seemed to simply swallow his entire form.

While Talena's attention was drawn to the tangled fabric of her clothing, Logan emerged from the shadows behind her. She would notice the night just became darker as his form loomed over her own. One strong arm wrapped around her slender form, he brought a dagger dangerously close to her throat. A second hand covered Her mouth while roughly pulling back against her head...exposing her neck so the blade of his weapon would have a clear shot at it if needed.

"Your one hell of a target Talena, but the chase is over. We have you now, its only a matter of time for Jaken to arrive..." Logan whispered ever so softly into Her ear, his warm breath beating against her smooth skin. She would feel something slick slowly move its way along the bottom of her ear, unmistakably the curious tongue of Logan. The urge was just too much for him, he wanted this girl to his self. It was a shame Jaken had claimed her the way he did.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ She stood struggling, as the thorns, the underbrush, grabbed at and tore her long skirt. In her fear, her panic, that she had tried to control, instead of calming loosening herself, she became entangled in the shredding fabric.. How, how was she going to escape this? Why had she attracted the attentions of, that hooded Man, whose face she had not seen. Whom she was convinced now was a Demon, a spawn of hell that wished to ... to..

Talena shook her head, taking a deep breath, trying to calm herself, to cast those horrible, terrifying thoughts from her mind....

She twisted her thoughts to something, pleasant, if that were possible in such a dire situation. She saw the handsome Stranger that had been frequenting the Tavern as of late, and a smile graced her lips for a moment. He truely was handsome in her eyes, with His long mane of the most jet black hair, and the most intense grey eyes. She had never seen such eyes on anyone before, there was a depth to them, a flicker of light within that deep smokey grey. His eyes sparkled in contrast to His dark mane. He was mysterious, for none knew Him, nor His name. He was quiet, barely speaking, often sitting at the bar, His cloak hanging from His shoulders, His long hair flowing down His back. Was He Warrior or Mercenary, Theif or Killer, was He a Peasant or Vendor, a Musician or Cook, was He a Missionary or Holy Man? None knew, and He Himself, was not talking. Talena wished the Handsome Stranger were a Warrior, a Knight in Shining Armor that would save her... but He had hardly even taken notice of her, at least that was what she thought.....

She turned her attention to trying to get her ripping skirt free without having to tear the entire thing from her body, when the darkness around her, seemed to melt into blackness. Talena realized too late that someone was looming over her, her scream silenced by the grasp of His arm about her, she feeling the unforgiving steel of his dagger press to the very vunerable flesh of her throat, His other hand quieting her lips, pulling her head back, pulling her body back against him... the only sound she could make was a muffled whimper against his palm...

"Your one hell of a target Talena, but the chase is over. We have you now, its only a matter of time for Jaken to arrive..."

She knew it was Logan who held her, she knew his voice. Her form shook as he whispered those words softly into her ear, his breath warm, teasing, this followed by the feel, slick and wet, of his tongue, tracing the curve of her ear, licking at the tender lobe. Tears came to her eyes, warm, heavy, flowing forth, gliding down her cheeks, over his fingers as he held her silent... Talena could feel him beginning to become.. aroused, as she moved against him, squirmed, struggled, her nearly naked body trembling, soft, supple, lithe, succulent..

"please Logan" she murmered against his hand, her lips moving along his sensative palm, her quick, frightened breathing washing over his fingers. She heard him grunt lighlty in her ear, his hand loosening some, she again pleading "Logan, please, don't do this, let me go.. please" But his hand only tightened as he growled a "no" into her ear, this followed by the tip of his tongue, dipping within, exploring. Talena moaned at the sensation, her body going still, her heart pounding. She did not know who or what Jaken was, but assumed that was the hooded man, creature, whom had set the dogs, Logan and his men, loose on her.

Logan's breathing was deeping, he pressing himself into her as he held her. Talena knew he was hard now, she could easily feel it against the curve of her ass. If she could just distract him enough to loosen his grip, maybe even let go of her, thinking he was going to get that peice of her ass he had soo wanted... Talena calmed herself, enough for her to concentrate on what she knew she had to do. She had no intention of letting Logan take her, take her virginity. Just get him worked up enough to release her from his iron grip.

Rolling her hips just a bit, the soft curve of her ass, barely covered by the tattered skirt, brushed against him, she moaning low against his palm, her lips moving, moist, silken... she heard his answering moan, and knew she was getting to him. He drew back the dagger from her throat, letting it fall to the grass at their feet, insteading using that now free hand to cup a breast, beneath the lace of her bra.. She hissing in her breath as he did so, her nipple becoming hard from his touch. Logan moaned again deep in her ear "just keep quiet, and maybe this will work" he mumbled to her, slipping his hand from her mouth. He began to kiss along her throat, sweeping her long dark hair back and out of the way. He yanked down on the bra with his one hand, pulling it free of her breasts, his fingers immediately grasping that nipple, rolling it, pinching it.. feeling her body shudder as he did... his other hand snaked down her torso, still holding her back against him, grasping at her tattered skirt and pulling it up, his hand disappearing beneath the torn fabric. His fingers slipping easily under her panties, the tips dipping into those bare, warm, silken folds, she gasping, unable to hold back the moan that rippled past her lips. This was going to far, and she was getting scared that he indeed would rape her and she, would not be able to stop it.

Neither heard nor saw, the approaching figure..... in the darkness... ~

 

[Roiyaru_Shuujin]

~It was clear that She knew there was almost no escape now, the warm tears that began to flow down her cheeks and over his hand were a clear sign. The simple lick along her ear had Logan's mind racing. The most pleasant thing was he felt her lovely body, basicly naked, against his own. Each squirm and wiggle caused his member within his jeans to stir and become aroused.

Her muffled words caused Logan to actualy stiffen, straining his ears in hopes to hear what she had to say. The frantic, quick breaths were beating hard against his palm...which annoyed him for some strange reason. Did he have no feelings towards this girls deep fear of being raped and used? A simple grunt was his only responce, the muscles in his hand relaxing slightly so her words could escape the small confined space. "Logan, please, don't do this, let me go.. please". A small wave of anger washed over him. Of course he wasn't going to let her go! Not after all the trouble he went through, as well as her rejecting him. "No...." He growled harshly into her ear while tightening his grip over her mouth, if not tighter than before. His lips were so close to hear ear, that flesh brushed against flesh. As if without realizing, Logan allowed his tongue to lick out once more, dipping lightly into her ear as if to seek something out.

The moan emitting from her lips due to his tongue was beginning to torture Logan. He had specific orders not to do anything sexual with the girl before Jaken. If those rules were broken, it was sure to be death for whoever did so. Jaken's threat could not keep Logan from being aroused by this lovely girls voice, body, and movements though. Breathing becoming slightly deeper, Logan wished to feel that supple little body against his more...drawing it firmly against his own now.

Logan could hardly realize what was happening when a gentle circular rolling of his captives hips caught his attention. Such soft flesh, she might as well as not had anything on...for the fabric of the skirt was much too thin. "I must be imagining this....perhaps I fell asleep during the chase...." Logan thought franticly. A second moan rippled from the space between his fingers, her perfect lips brushing the flesh of his palm caused the young leaders jaw to drop in shock. "....forget Jaken...if he doesn't know it wont hurt anything" Without any moment wasted, Logan drew the dagger away from her throat...dropping it as if the hilt was on fire. The free hand came down, finding the girls breast and cupped it underneith...fingers running along what flesh was exposed.

Unable to believe his luck, her hisses were music to Logan's ears. "Just keep quiet, and maybe this will work...." He said into her ear with a moan of delight.

Drawing his hand away from her mouth, his focus was now drawn to her exposed throat. His warm lips pressed against the soft flesh , that same hand that covered her mouth was now pushing back strands of her dark hair to allow him more room. Finished with simple groping, Logan moved directly to yanking off the bra, freeing her breasts and allowing the cool night air to blow against them. His fingers were drawn to one of her nipples like a magnet, clamping down and started to roll and pinch the sensative flesh. Now that he was this far, Logan did not wish to stop, the hand that removed the hair sneaking its way to her waist and hips...keeping her close against his body still. The skirt was no protection as he pulled it up, slipping his hand underneith and past those panties. His hand felt the gentle warmth of her sex, fingertips daring to explore past those delicate folds.

Unknown to the both of them, something was moving towards the two. It was Jaken, who happened to have caught a bit of movement out of the corner of his eyes while passing by. There he stood, far enough away to be out of their sight, and yet still see what exactly what they were doing. "Logan....." He growled deeply, eyes flashing a bright red for a brief moment...controling his anger atleast enough so not to alert his hired man. "....this is how you repay me after what I have given and promised you? Well, i'll put a stop to this...she is mine!!!!" Jaken hissed, dashing forward so fast it caused his hood to fall back to where it would reviel his face to any who could see.

Logan groaned, shifting his hips roughly into Her ass, where she would feel his stiff length desperately trying to get to its desired target. To him, he was turning his dream girl on...though that might have been twisting the reality a tad bit. "You like this don't ya Talena? Hehe, if you liked it this way...why play hard to get in the bar?" He growled into her ear, pinching down harshly on her nipple and twisting it enough to gain some sort of responce from her. The girls fear started to come true when she felt two fingers slowly part those folds more...pushing their way into her warm, slick tunnel. Very slowly, he began to thrust those intruders in and out of her...pushing in deeper each time.

After a few moments, there was a brief pause. Something swift rushed by...causing Logan to stop and quickly look around...his fingers retreating from within her and releasing her abused nipple. "W-what the hell was that...." He whispered horsely. This question was awnsered as the oddity returned, a dark blur that this time struck Talena's captor. In her shock, she would see a cloaked man, one that would cause her eyes to widen at his features. It was the stranger from the tavern! Long strands of black hair fell down as if finaly catching up with his movements, those mysterious gray eyes now filled with such an intense anger it seemed Logan would erupt in flames. The bandit was held up against the tree, choaking while a single hand from that cloak grasped his throat with a deadly grip. If only the poor girl knew that the very man she admired from the tavern was actualy Jaken, the demon who had sent 'the dogs' after her that night.

"What do you think you were going to DO to that girl Logan?" Jaken asked in a tone that would make the depths of hell freeze over in an instant.

"I-I wa-GUAHHHH!!!!!!!!" Logan was unable to finish his reply for Jaken simple began to tighten his death grip en more.

"Your FIRST mistake was even THINKING about doing such a thing to her while I was in the forest. Be happy im in a generous mood though....i'll let you live this time...." Closing his eyes, Jaken tossed the man to the side as if he was nothing. Coughing and gasping for breath, Logan scrambled to his feet and out of sight...in fear that hanging around would have Jaken change his mind.

Jaken took a deep breath and sighed, it was if he could not trust the mortals anymore. Yet how can he blame them, it was their lust he loved to use and yet it was their lust that almost ruined his. Running a single hand through his hair, he began to turn around to see if Talena was even still there. "What luck, she's most likely long gone by n-" Pausing in mid sentence, Jaken's eyes fell upon Talena...who was staring back at him quite strangely. Not in fear....it was...far from that. It caused the demon to raise an eyebrow. "You...did not run?" He asked, almost incredulously...unable to keep the cruel tone to his voice, thus leaving a voice better than Talena imagined to go with that handsome stranger in the tavern. ~

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

"You like this don't ya Talena? Hehe, if you liked it this way...why play hard to get in the bar?"

He had lost all perspective, Talena realized. She had started something that was quickly spiraling out of her control. "No, Logan, stop" she tried to protest, but he was not hearing her. All he was hearing, feeling, were his own pent up desires that she had awakened, yet again. Only this time she was not spurning him... No.. this time she was in his arms. He was not about to let her go.

Logan dipped his hand further between her trembling legs, his thick fingers parting her slickening folds, warmth and wetness greeting him, he taking that simple bodily function, reaction, as consent, that she indeed wanted this. The droplets trailed down his lengths as he found what he sought, her low, plaintive gasp telling him indeed that he had found that tight entrance. With a grunt of satisfaction against her cheek, he slipped first one finger, than another into that incredible tightness. "ahhhhh so tight" he murmered against her cheek, those fingers slowly grinding into her, deeper with each push. Talena was whimpering, scared, unable to scream, she unable to catch her breath as she panted, gasped at His rape of her with those fingers. "Don't" she once more begged, getting that grunt for an answer.

Something, something was there, Talena had closed her eyes in desperation, she did not see the figure at first. All she was aware of was the grateful withdraw of His fingers from within her pussy, the release of her reddened throbbing nipple.

"W-what the hell was that...."

He was struck, hard, his breath taken from him. Talena tumbling to the ground as Logan is grabbed, lifted, pinned against the nearby tree. Her own eyes widen, in utter shock. It was the Stranger, the very one she had been thinking about, the very one she had wished were a Warrior, a Knight, Someone who would save her from Logan and the Demon he worked for. And suddenly, He was there, right in front of her, having done just that... saved her. It never occurred to her, at least not at that very moment, WHY He was there, nor why Logan retreated as fast as he did once the Stranger cast him aside.

Talena was not lost on what was said tho... "Your FIRST mistake was even THINKING about doing such a thing to her while I was in the forest. Be happy im in a generous mood though....i'll let you live this time...."

Who was He, what was He? His back was too her at the moment, as Logan, with a look of pure terror in his eyes, one would think he were staring Satan in the face, ran, stumbling, murmering something... did she hear him right? Did Logan just apologize? "I'm sorry Master" was what she thought she heard. No, no, her confused, terror filled mind was obviously hearing things.

He turned back to her, she looking up at Him from where she had fallen, into those intense grey eyes. She saw the barest of a flicker within, was that red she saw? No, no, she convinced herself, as He gazed down at her, brushing back a wayward tendril of his own ebony mane.

"You...did not run?"

"no" she whispered, blinking up at Him, thinking that a strange question. Why would she run from someone who rescued her? "I don't think I can run anymore. But... we have to get out of these woods, or, find a place to hide. The Demon, hunts me. Logan was one of His men, at least that is what I think. He called Him.... Jaken.... I can't let Him find me... or You... please... can we hide? Can You... help me?"

She wanted to ask who He was, thank Him for saving her, but she was still completely terrified, expecting at any moment that the hooded Demon would slither from the darkness and pounce on her. She was nearly naked, her skirt ripped and torn, the supple flesh of leg showing, thigh, inner thigh, she not even realizing in that moment, as she lay there, that her breasts were revealed, not until the cool breeze touched her abused nipple, as well as the other. Talena gasped, quickly covering herself. Logan had pretty much ripped her bra from her, it hanging from one shoulder by a strap. With a quick shoulder roll, she let it fall free before covering herself again, her face, skin, blushing a deep ducky rose color.

"Please" she whispered, trying to hide her exposed body from the Stranger. She was virginal, this was not right, He should not be staring, yet He was, and Talena began to get... nervous... once more ~

 

[Roiyaru_Shuujin]

~"No, I don't think I can run anymore. But... we have to get out of these woods, or, find a place to hide. The Demon, hunts me. Logan was one of His men, at least that is what I think. He called Him.... Jaken.... I can't let Him find me... or You... please... can we hide? Can You... help me?"

So She was unaware of who he was. It took Jaken a moment to realize that it made sense, for his hood cast's a shadow so dark that no human eye would see what was contained within. Perhaps he would use this to his advantage. A small smirk formed at the corner of Jaken's lips. This mortal was a very fine definition of beauty...one he wished to take and keep for his own. Such soft, pure flesh...the quality and shape of her exposed breasts. He had plans to use every part of her, ideas that the very thought would make her toes curl in anticipation.

"Please...." He heard her whisper.

Jaken realized that he was staring at her, those smokey eyes absorbing her image as if to burn it perminantly into his mind. "Of course..." He said with a smile, form seeming to drift towards Her. His stare was unwavered, one that would send a chill down Her spin dispite knowing He just saved Her from being deflowered. "...such a lovely woman like yourself shouldn't be chased around like prey."

A slim hand reached out from the gaping hole of the cloak Talena's savior wore. "Thank you...." She replied, though unsure about taking that hand now. Without giving Her much time to think about it, He reached down further...grasping her delicate hand with a firm grip. With one swift moment, Talena would feel as if she was as light as a feather...the stranger had unquestionable strength. "Now then, stick close to me...my cloak is quite warm to the touch...we'll find shelter to hide out for the night untill your pursuers give up."

She felt his arm snake around her waist, the palm of his warm hand resting against her stomach. She felt His fingers move up and down lightly, carressing the flesh...causing it to quiver.However, his touch was quite gentle and there was a sense of security with him when it came to those dirty dogs hunting her down.

Jaken began to lead Talena into the forest, each step it was harder for him to control the hungry urges from within. "Just a few more minutes...then she will know the truth..." He thought. While the demon's mind wandered, his focus wavered. Talena's body would feel a strange shifting coming from within the cloak she pressed against. Almost like a snake slithering between both of their bodies. "W-What was that?" She would stammer. Jaken quickly looked over, brushing back and tucking a few strands of his hair behind his ear. "Hm? Whatever do you mean?" She stared at Him, jaw gaping in shock that he did not notice the movement as well...but the way his eyes bore into her own would have the poor girl hold her tongue on the subject.

After what seemed to be hours of silent travel, the two reached what seemed to be a wall of vines. "Here we are...you'll be safe in here. Those men are too idiotic to notice there is a cave opening behind the vegitation." He assured her, pushing aside the thick covering...only to expose darkness. "I...Its dark. Are you sure there is nothing in there?" Talena's voice began to sound unstable, so far she had be able to trust no one...and now the very one who saved her was luring her to a questionable location. Could she trust him? Would she be better off alone? Was there more to him than she thought? She didn't have time to decide, for his hand pressed against her back...pushing her forward...causing her heels to push up earth while her form was swallowed by the darkness.

What little light was given was cut off when the vines were dropped back into place. Talena stood compleatly still...her vulnerable form shivering from fear and the chill of this cave. She heard no footsteps from the Stranger...nor knew where he was. Out of no where, a small candle was lit...Jaken's back was turned to her while placing the candle down on a large boulder. Shadows danced within the cave while the flame flickered, what little light it gave allowed Talena carefully walk towards Him without tripping over stone.

"I...I want to thank you again for saving me...." She smiled, reaching out once He was within distance. "Well of course I had to save you dear girl....." Jaken turned around compleatly, eyes no longer gray...but now a demonic red. Gasping in fear, she tried to back away but he was too fast...a hand reaching up and grasping her wrist roughly. "...because I wished to save you for myself."

A rough yank sent her body spiraling into the wall, Talena yelping in pain and shock while her back struck the hard, cold stone surface. Jaken sneered, the burning orbs in his eyes flashed with excitement while she squirmed and thrashed. "My my, isn't it a shame to find out your little hero is the one you have been running from all along. I..am Jaken....and you will now be my new pet...." Smirking, she would watch in horror as from between his lips..a tongue that belonged to no human...slithered out. It was thicker than normal, colored a sickly brown while threads of saliva dripped down the surface...plopping against the floor beneith them. "Oh have I wished to taste you, the chase you gave made the urge so very very strong..." The demon hissed. The slimey organ pressed up against Talena's smooth cheek, the warm fluid sticking to her flesh as she felt it slowly run down...its length seemed to have no end from within his mouth while it slipped up under her chin.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Logan's face, she kept seeing the absolute fear in his face as the Stranger case him aside, after nearly strangling him against that tree. Logan was no small man, and certainly he was strong, Talena had seen evidence of that in the Tavern. Yet the Stranger had picked him up as if he were just a child, pinning him against that tree, and what really twisted in her mind was that Logan did not fight him. He never raised a hand, not a curse, nothing. He had given up, submitting completely to the Stranger.

Something was wrong.....

She stood before the cave that the Stranger had lead her to. Another small thing that was weighing on her mind was the fact that she had not seen, nor heard, any of Logan's men since the Stranger, nor had she heard the ... Demon. What she did not realize was that Logan called off his men, and the ones he could not locate, they backed off as soon as they spotted Jaken with the girl.. They were amazed that she was going along so... quietly... with Him.. considering her panic earlier.

"Don't go in" that little voice in her head whispered, but the feel of His hand to her back, her naked back, gently, yet forcefully, pushed her within that darkness. She had kept her arms wrapped about herself the whole time, and now, in that chilling darkness, she tightened her arms, suddenly wanting warmth, light... something.

The flicker of a candle finally illuminated the shadows, the Stranger's back to her, as He set the candle down. She got a good look at His cloak then, there was something so familiar about His cloak. She slowly was approaching Him. Wanting to know more about Him, who He was, His name.

"I...I want to thank you again for saving me...."

He turned, God help her He turned around. Those dark grey eyes were gone, instead, burning, glowing, searing, were those deep crimson red eyes, the same eyes that had looked out at her from the cloak in the Tavern, those same blood red, firelicked, Demonic eyes.

"no... NO" she tried to gasp, as He easily reached out to seize a wrist, "Well of course I had to save you dear girl.......because I wished to save you for myself."

As easily as He had tossed Logan aside, He sent her reeling into the wall, her body hitting the hard stone with a low *thud*, knocking the air from her. Gasping, her world spun around her as she slid slowly down the wall to collaspe at the base, the Demon slowly approaching her.

"My my, isn't it a shame to find out your little hero is the one you have been running from all along. I..am Jaken....and you will now be my new pet...."

She could only stare up at Him. She knew that often, Demons took human female lovers, consenting lovers, with promises of great pleasure, lavish life, to want of nothing. Those women, most whom were indeed very beautiful, whose souls were tainted, torn, became those lovers, but deep in their eyes, one could see the horror they lived, a nightmare of their own choosing.

Many of them were never seen again....

Talena had been offered that life, from this very Demon, and she had turned Him down. It was that rejection that sent His dogs.. His men, out on the hunt for her... Talena was a pure, sweet, good soul. An innocent, virginal. A rare find in this realm.

From between His lips slid a serpent's tongue, thick, dripping, obscene. She cowered back, whimpering "please, please don't do this" but He ignored her soft pleadings.. leaning down, leaning closer. She had no where to go, she was helpless. Closing her eyes, the whole of her form tensed as that long tongue touched, caressed, tasted, the supple skin of her cheek. It was warm, slick, and evil, and mingling with the saliva it trailed down her cheek, was a tear from her, as her eyes slowly opened to look within His, so close she could feel the hellish heat.
Like a serpent, a wicked snake, that tongue slithered down her cheek, along her jawline, to coil beneath her chin, lifting her head, for she had managed to turn away from Him. She was violently shaking, tears flowing freely now...
"please.. don't hurt me" she begged again, her voice a bare hushed whisper, as her eyes lifted to His once more. The shadows seemed to now veil His features, altho that hint of handsome was still there. Who was He? What was He? and why her? That tongue beneath her chin, warm, wet, lingered, much like a tentacle, not allowing her to lower her head, nor turn away again. ~