Mayfair Incubus

[Mystical Avalon]

Taken from the wonderful mind of Anne Rice, this thread centers on demons and how one can summon them to do their bidding. However, the price you pay is dear. Please come join us as we walk in the shoes of the witches and the demons they conjure.

Demons can be fickle creatures. Not withstanding they also are uncontrolable. Inside us, we all face our own and deal with them accordingly. But if you could summon one, what would you do with them? Succubi as well as their male counter parts are sexually insatiable creatures who do the will of those summoned only to be rewarded in gratification by the sexual desires they command.

Summoning an Incubus is not a lofty task and only a skilled witch or warlock may do this with patience. Elianna Blackwood Mayfair knew all to well the powers an Incubus could weild. Her family had, for severla generations had that power. Her mother and father, Mona Maifair and the immortal Quinn Blackwood passed on to her the powers of this Incubus.

Elianna was by far, the strongest witch both families had encountered as was not above usuing her demon to seek and destroy at will. With this power came a hard price to pay and on several occasions, the coupling of her and her demon lover had produced offspring hideous to even the devil himself.

Her power never faltered. She did not realize however, that this particular demon, was growing in power himself.


PLEASE POST CHARACTERS IN THE OOC BEFORE POSTING HERE. DEMOS STRAXUS WILL BE PLAYING THE PART OF THE INCUBUS. OTHER CHARACTERS WELCOME

 

[Donalddeutsch]

Belthezar

OOC: I would love to play your Incubus Assassin/lover

IC:

Balthezar
Incubus Form:
8' 7"
400 pounds of muscle
Leathery wings, and snake like body.
bald
Piercing Black Eyes
Human Form:
6'
200 pounds of muscle
Black Hair
Green Eyes

Both forms had an insatiable appetite for the female flesh with intercourse. Balthezar was a skilled fighter in his own right, and as long as Elianna kept him satisfied with his lust, he would do as she bid other wise. He was getting more and more powerful as time went by, and he had been keeping an eye on her growing power with a smile. --Soon you will be my Dark Princess Elianna.-- He was thinking to himself, while watching her go through her day, and waiting for her to summon him again.

Hope that was ok for a start.

 

[LadyAria]

opps

 

[Demos Straxus]

OOC: Actualy Don, the Incubus is my role. the rpg was my idea, although I would offer my respects to the enormous enhancements that Avalon has made to my intial proposal. At some point in the future another Demon role may come up however, I would be most happy to work with you on including your character in such an arch.

My own bio will be submitted by Wednesday night. Need to do some homework on the Anne Rice varient of this concept.

 

[Mystical Avalon]

OCC: It was my mix up that stated must pm, to join. Thank you Donald for your bio but the role of Incubus has as Demos said has been taken. You are welcome as well as Aria to create another character to interact with Elianna and her demon. Please post character here. There will be a seprate OOC for all other reasons, complaints, compliments, or suggestions.

This was a fault of mine. I created the IC and failed to specify. I apologize to Demos and Donald. Please post all further comments in the OOC.

Mystical Avalon.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Name: Damien
Height: 7'2"
Weight: 220 pounds

Physical description: Tall, and built with the proportions of a greek statue, and skin the color of dried blood. Possesses broad batlike wings, and a long spiked tail. His face is that of pure corruption with glowing green eyes, a purple forked tongue, and a pair of long, back curving horns. His feet are hooved, and he has retractable talons in his hands. As an Incubus he can alter his physical appearence to whatever shape he wishes.

Powers: Damien is among the most powerful of his kind, nearly returned to his full strength after years of exile in Earth's unatural climate (the lower levels of inherint magic on earth adversly affect Demons, making them weaker) A skilled assassin, he also possesses the powers of seduction inherint to his kind, allowing him to manipulate women's sexual drive, through the production of pheramones, and the manipulation of sexual energy, the energy upon which an Incubus feeds.


Bio: Damien has served Elianna successfully on many occasion, and utterly loathes the position of servitude she has placed him in. With his return to near full power he has begun slowly to put his own plans into effect for turning the table on his misstress, and delights in what he shall do to her thereafter.


IC: Damien knelt before his misstress, wings curled about his herculean form, as he waited patiently as a gargoyle for her orders. He had been summoned, and he would obey......for now.

 

[Mystical Avalon]

She loved the smell he brought when he entered her rooms. She lay on thebed, watching the moon rise high in the sky. The scent, roses, floral, almost decaying flowers, was a scent she could almost imagine. He had that scent.

Even when he lay spent from the throes of passion, it was always that scent. She knew something was changing, however. He was reserved, almost uncerimoniously reserved. Yet, he always managed to seek her out when he wanted company, and had on severeal different occasions waited for her just outside St. Mary's on Cynthia Street.

The others that saw him thought him hideous and attrocious to look upon but she saw him the way she wanted to see him. Luxurious. Chocolate hair hanging at his shoulders, a God, his bronze body covered in a light sheen of sweat from the Louisianna heat. Tense muscles up and down his body as well as his manhood. She loved his touch, yet, as of late he was rough with her. More so than ever.

"Lover, why is it that we sit on nights such as these and contimplate the senselessness of humanity when there are so many other things we could be out doing?" never meeting his glance always assuming he was there, staring at her nake body upon the silk coverlet.

 

[Demos Straxus]

For a time is seemed the demon did not hear, when first he had come to this plane, any response of his would have been utter at once, and with the absolute candor of a loyal soldier. Now his response was long in coming, and cryptic when it was spoken. Almost poetic, but in only the darkest of ways.

His voice rasped it hoarsely to the night, which to her ear would seem as deep and seductive a voice as man had ever uttered.

"That which is in shadow is often most clearly seen milady. It is in the light that one may be blinded. You consider the fate of humanity as it is your own, the senselessness you percieve in others is but a distant echo of the chaos that reigns in your own life. As to myself, I look upon the chaos of mankind, marvel at what I have in some small way wrought, and think 'it is good'. In short, on the ocean of this plane, I am the river upon which you float."

By her side, he appears, the movement from his previous placement nearly seemless.

He leans over her, an adonis, and a creature of hell, fused as one, and smiles.

"But it is not philosophy which you question of me. Is it? You are after something far more......substantial than words."

 

[Mystical Avalon]

"I question nothing. What I want is to understand how we have come to this point. My soul screams for atonement, yet, my body wants nothing. We, you and I, are the center of this plane. We walk such a different path. yet, I have this" she made a sweeping motion around her.

Her voice carried heavily the pressure she felt she was under. Yet, there was no reason and no purpose to this. She was a Mayfair. That in itself was the world. She lived her life according to what she was taught by her own mother Mona and her father O'Quinn. She was the child of a union totally wrong. Yet, she had this, and she had him no matter what.

"It is my wish to understand why you are here. It is my wish to want to understand your feelings. How you feel, how you see things through feelings" turning to look him in the eyes she smiled.

"Show me how your feeling right now" she said opening the silk robe she was wearing exposing the beautiful alabaster body underneath.

"Show me how you want to feel" she said. Reaching up to take his hands and place them on her needing body.

 

[Demos Straxus]

Damien seemed to smile crypticly, and then following her instructions placed his hands on her body, one running them down her thigh, and the other her cheek, admiring with each stroke the flesh of each. As he stared into her eyes, his own began to glow, conveying his wishes with a clarity beyond words. What he said was not a statement, so much as a command.

"I hunger."

His hands moved from her body, and to her own hands, guiding them toward his hard member. As he did so his eyes blazed still more.

"Slake my hunger, and then you shall understand how I feel."

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Feeling the hardness under her soft skin, she moaned as she took it into her willing mouth. Laping the underside, feeling the length and the width as it parted her lips and pressed against the back of her mouth. Filling her. She tasted the warmth and the salty pre-cum that oozed from the tip and began to suckle. Moving slowly, she pressed her head forward then back in a gently gliding motion letting the wetness of her tongue engulf him. He moaned into her as he grasp her head holding her close before pulling back.

Rocking with the weight of his hands in her hair, she pistoned back and forth on his hard cock. Taking her free hand to run underneath the shaft and cup his balls. Looking him in the eye, she noted the way his features began angelic and exquisite in the thoes of passion. She needed him more now than ever.

She pulled back letting him fall from her willing mouth with a plop as she lay back on the bed. Spreading her lithe legs, she willingly accepted him.

"Show me Damien" she begged reaching for him.

 

[Demos Straxus]

He moved up her body, his hard cock rubbing between her thighs, as he kissed her hard on the mouth, and bit her lip, drawing a slight ammount of blood. Leaning over her prone body, he teased her with his manhood against her hot pussy, and wicked grin forming across his features, as he gripped her thighs, holding them almost painfully apart. moving back from her lips, he spoke, his voice taking on a deeper tone.

"Tell me you want to fuck me Elianna. Say it."

His voice was darkening, the honeyed tones gaining a razored edge.

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Unable to justify the tone of his voice, she was in the throes of passion and dismissed it as sexual passion.

"Take me. Fuck me. Give me your life seed. Make me scream your name demon or to the bowels of hell I will send you!" knowing this would ignite the anger inside him, she waited.

The roughness with which he had become accustomed to fucking her was the pleasure she sought.

"Do it Damien, Fuck me" she hissed and with that, the air around them stirred as he plunged deep inside her tightness making her cry out in pain.

 

[LadyAria]

Estella stood outside Elianna's house starring at the window above. The voices were stern and commanding. Unnatural lights flashed to burned their silhouettes against the curtains. The soft white sheers flittered out the small opening. She bit down on her bottom lip horribly jealous of her friend's power and her pleasure. Kicking the ground, she considered going back to her house, but she wanted to see her tonight. The magick was best when the moon was high. She wanted nothing more then to learn as much as possible.

So, Estella found a dry spot under a large weeping willow in the front yard and she watched the shadow's dance. The scent of their sex had not corrupted the air. She pulled up her loose light blue skirt and stroked the inside of her thigh. The pale skin was cool in the night air. Maybe, she would have a little fun of her own.

 

[Demos Straxus]

"Do it Damien, Fuck me"

He snarled in anger, moving against her, his cock thrusting with sudden, brutal force, into her. As he did so he marveled fleetingly at her tightness. Given their number of couplings, and his often brutal preferences, it was amazing that she was even capable of sex. That she was still as tight as a virgin was nothing short of a miracle.

As he thrust against her body, his voice rose in snarling challenge.

"Do you Like this Slut Witch? Do you like that I fuck your innermost sanctem with a cock that has corrupted a thousand, and will continue to do so for all time? Do you like that you are my bitch? That I alone can sate you?"

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Even his words brought her to the pentical of pleasure.

Feeling the coldness sliding along her innner places, she reveled in the fact that he had not killed her. On many occasions their animal couplings were almost deadly. Yet she held herself as on with him.

"Yes" was all she could manage as she felt the breath being held from her. His pace quickened. His force was brutal tearing at her flesh.

"Yes" yet again.

 

[Demos Straxus]

His pace becoming superhuman, he gripped her hips tightly, his talons biting into her flesh as he forced her legs as far apart as they would go, the brutality of his fucking increasing as he leaned into her, his eyes blazing with anger, hate, and no small amount of hate.

"Tell me bitch. Tell me of how much you love fucking me."

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Feeling the tearing and the bleeding from his engorged member, she moaned and cried out his name over and over as he fucked her harder. Harder than before.

"Yes, Damien, Yes. Fuck me. Fuck me harder" she cried not knowing how much more she could take. The pain was searing her inside yet he was as cold as ice. Still, the pleasure she was reaping from this chance encounter with him was enourmous.


Conciousness swayed for Elianna as the fucking grew almost intentionally brutal but she could take him no other way. The coldness of his cock was to much for her and on many occasions, she could not stand to touch it with her own hands. Yet, he insisted on this act. She always relented because he was the only one who could tweak her body and bring about the mind numbing orgasms she was so on the verge of obtaining on this very occasion.

Crying out sharply, he hit the bottom of her and continued his merciless torment.

"Fuck me Damien. FUCK ME" she cried. Waves of pleasure over took her as she screamed and cried.

 

[LadyAria]

The ground trembled under Estella. Her eyes snapped to the window as blue light shone unusually bright. The demonic voice echoed as she recognize her own friend's voice calling, "Fuck me Damien. FUCK ME!" Closing her eyes, she toyed with the idea of being the demon and then of being fucked by the demon. The pure idea of the power drove her wild. Her eager fingers dug into the slippery hole. The slender digits inadequately tried to satisfy her needy cunt. The dark laughter and moans of ectasy stabbed into her twisting her desire like a jagged knife. Frustration strained her face as she looked back at the mocking window.

"Just a little closer," she rationed. "Just a little closer and it will be enough."

She pulled the hand from her crotch and walked to the front door. A part of her hoped it would be locked, but it turned with easy. She entered on tippy-toe working her way to the base of the steps. The blue light radiated from the top of the stairway. The smell of sex permeated the damp hot air. Estella edged her way up to get just a little peek.

 

[Demos Straxus]

What she saw as she looked upon them was like the darkest of horror moved, intermixed with the most depraved of pornography.

A Demon, pure in its darkness fucked her mistress without mercy, his hard cock pouding in and out of her body with a speed and strength that was both inhuman, and brutal.

The snarl on his features had the look of lust, and hatred combined in their most potent forms.

Beneath the pair, one could see drops of blood, spilling freely as her tore at her with every thrust.

And yet....

Even has his countenence seemed to speak of corruption, it seemed to shift, becoming almost angelic in countence, a living adonis.


Damien, focussed as he was on his mistress took only slight notice of the newcomer, glancing up to give her a look full of the sexual power he possessed, bidding her closer, and further inflaming the lust he felt within her.

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Elianna was satiated with the brutality she felt and the sexual release she was urging on. She was only acutely aware of Estella when she entered the room. Turning her head she met her eyes with a look of animal lust and returned to her lover.

She wanted nothing more than to feel the icyness of his seed entering her torn and battered passageway. Something inside her leapt out and she screamed in orgasm as she came. It was like griping your heart and squeezing hard enough to make the beating stop, then, letting it beat once, holding it tightly.

She cried out his name over and over, thrashing beneath him, reaching for him, reaching for her, reaching for the shimmer just beyond them both.

 

[Demos Straxus]

He groaned, as she came around him, smelling the mixed odors of her cum, and blood fill the air around him. He thrust hard into her once more, rockign the whole bed around them as he held her down, and came within her hot womb, his icey seed seeming to steam against her insides. Inspite of his recent release, his member did not soften in the slightest, still as hard as when they began as he pulled himself from her, their cum dripping from her opening, and his member.

Leaning over her he spoke, bringing two fingers to her now soaked cunt, and running them in and out absently, teasing her.

"Your underling seems to have taken an intrest in us...I think we should teach her to better value your privacy, don't you think?"

 

[Mystical Avalon]

Out of breath, she tasted the icy hotness of theirselves on his fingers. Opening her eyes, she nodded.

"Estella, come here" she spoke. Her voice demanding.

"You will learn respect for my home and those in it. Damien, do with her as you will" she said feeling his still rock hard ice prick slide out of her. The abuse she took was normal and in a day or two she would be fine, yet she felt odd this time. The sensations were delicious yet, something this time was not quite right.

Still she urged him onto the poor unknowing Estella.

"Fuck her Damien, give her your part of the legacy as she so wishes" her voice a jagged whisper.

 

[Demos Straxus]

"Fuck her Damien, give her your part of the legacy as she so wishes."

Damien grinned at this, moving from the bed, and stepping slowly towards his new prey. As he moved towards her, his heavily muscled body rippled with easy strength, his hard cock bobbing proudly before him. He moved behind her, a hand moving up to stroke her breast through the thin fabric of her gown as he whispered into her ear, his nose sniffing hungrily at her.

"I can smell your heat woman. You desire. You desire Me."

His other hand pulled her closely, his cock rubbing against her ass now.

"Tell me what you desire. What thoughts throb in the lustful shadows of that empty box you mortals call a mind."

 

[LadyAria]

"Estella, come here"

Almost against her will, her feet forced her body forward as shame filled her face.

"You will learn respect for my home and those in it. Damien, do with her as you will. Fuck her Damien, give her your part of the legacy as she so wishes."

Estella's eyes were as large as saucers those her lips froze with a weak protest. She had only meant to peek over the stairs. She didn't mean to come into the room. It was like something possessed her and dragged her into the room. It was the raw violent passion that had mesmerized her. Elianna's body had moved in slow motion and she had fallen deaf with only silence filling the open mouth screaming in ectasy.

"Tell me what you desire. What thoughts throb in the lustful shadows of that empty box you mortals call a mind."

The unearthly voice frightened her. Unlike Elianna, she did not have the strength or will to control such a massive beast. Her knees clanged together as her pleading eyes bounced from her friend to the incubus.

"I-I-I'm so-so-sorry. I never meant. Please don't do this."

She began to sob with fear. Her heart banged against her rib cage like it would break free from her chest.