Sacrifice and Summoned (Closed)

atenai

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Alayna woke slowly, the drug she had been given clouding her senses still even as each sense started providing her with information. The magic student couldn't make out where she was, but she knew she was uncomfortable. She lay on something hard, she knew that much. And there was a definite chill in the air.

The room was actually a fairly normal temperature, even if the twenty-year-old felt chilled; her thin silk garment did nothing to keep her warm. All the rectangle of white silk was good for was making her barely presentable as she lay spread-eagled on the black marble altar, the silk covering most of her chest and front, at least what did not show through the rough, notched-circle neckline. She was not even given the semblance of a rope belt... it wasn't something her dresser anticipated that she would need for long. Her brown hair wasn't arranged, just falling loosely around her shoulders on the black slab of stone. With her wrists locked to the stone above her head, her youthful body was hardly in any position to fight back at whatever this was.

The low chant echoed throughout the room, the voice slowly registering for Alayna. Is that... Master Cameron? The slim brunette tried to look around, but her eyes didn't want to show her anything but muddy shades of grey. She certainly didn't see anything that reminded her of her summoning teacher. But the more she heard, the more she was sure. But a lump in the pit of her stomach was forming as she put dots together. The summoner was a hermit for the most part, so she didn't know much about him. And she definitely didn't know enough to reassure herself about her current predicament.

The manacles on all her limbs were slowly making themselves known to the young woman, not that her watery muscles wanted to move on her command anyway. She felt trapped inside an unresponsive body, and everywhere the strange words chanted by the summoner crowded around her... it made the hair on the back of her neck prickle. Something was being summoned, and it was being summoned on her side of the protective magic. There was no 'up' side to this.
 
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The chants grew louder and louder as a red rift or portal appeared behind the girl. Heat radiated out from the portal as a red muscular monstrosity stepped out of the portal. It was 8 feet all and crimson red, with the exception of its long black hair coming from its head. It had long curly horns like those of a mountain ram, and large batlike wings that emerged from its back and seemed draped around it in the form of a regal cape. The rest of its form seemed almost human, with the exception of the claw like digits extending from its hands and feet, and its coal black eyes. It was an incubus, a sex demon, and those weren't good for anybody, especially when one this powerful stepped out of the boundaries of hell. The great Malk'ior had been summoned.

Even the summoner seemed taken aback until the demon spoke. "WHY HAVE YOU SUMMONED ME," hissed the demon. His pitch black eyes bore into the trembling robed figures. His eyes that had seen thousands of years and millions of human souls, and would not be easily dealt with by any mortal.

"We offer you this woman as an offering, oh mighty evil one. We seek to please you in hopes that you might grant us your favor!" The summoner spoke. The demon quickly looked to the barrier, which prevented him from leaving the circle, but left them quote open to his magic if he so chose. And then the demon looked at the offering, a beautiful human girl, trembling on the altar. He grinned.

"I ACCEPT YOUR OFFERING!" The summoners cheered as the demon breathed on the girl, his hot breath an aphrodisiac for human women. He would wait till she was good and hot and then he would take his spoils.
 
Heat was the first thing to change. Alayna couldn't see any difference, nor move enough to figure it out, but she could feel the heat. Then the chanting stopped. Her stomach practically dropped out. Whatever they were doing around her must be done, and it couldn't mean good things for her.

The voice made her shriek, though even the scream of a twenty-year-old virgin was drowned out by the resonant sound. She was hoarse and silent by the time her summoning master confirmed her fears and asked for the creature's favor. All Alayna could see of the beast from her passive angle was from his shoulders up, but that was plenty to assure her that whatever demon this was would not be stalled by pity for her plight. Her tears began flowing freely well before the beast announced his approval.

It came closer and breathed on her... and it tingled. Poor Alayna was virgin in both mind and body, and while she knew the basic ideas about sex, she'd never felt the heat of lust that swept through her now. Lava burned away the lead caused by whatever drug they had given her, awakening every nerve she possessed. She tossed her head from side to side, making her dark curls fly out in a sunburst around her head. What was going on? She knew the demon was still there, she could even raise her head and look on him now... but she found her fear had melted with the rest of her. So much so that seeing the demon's approach made her lips open in a tiny moan of pure lust.
 
"Yes, child, embrace the pleasure that I give you. Feel the passion run through you and let it go freely. It's so much easier this way." The demon brought one claw down her flimsy silk night dress and it seared through the fabric as if the dress wasn't even there. The full expanse of her naked body was revealed to him and he was impressed. She definitely had the sheer raw potential to make a great concubine or even a succubus some day.

He brushed the remains of her night gown off her as his serpentine tongue went to lick up from her navel towards her breasts. It was warm against her skin and sent an electric current up her spine. Slowly the tongue traveled up her body till it reached her breasts and then it moved back and forth between her breasts, circling and teasing her nipples as he went along.
 
The very pale-skinned Alayna shrank away from the incubus' claw, though she relaxed once she realized it wasn't reaching for her, just ripping the useless square of silk. That was okay... in her new red fog, anyway. The young woman was not overly curvy, being a poor student of magic that spent every extra moment and penny on her studies, but her breasts were generous enough for her slender frame, and her nipples were already distended a good half an inch, just begging to be toyed with.

Bony hips framed a barely trimmed bush that hid most of her sex from view. Had the summoners realized how the incubus would "claim" his sacrifice, perhaps they would have spent some time attending to such things. As it was, while the first hints of her musk reached the nose of the demon, the primary summoner raised a cruel-looking crooked black dagger and began intoning the words to consecrate the blood spilt to the cause of binding the demon to his summoners' will.

The virgin squirmed under the demon's tongue, wetness seeping from her pussy and scenting the air beyond any doubt. Chained as she was, she had no way to escape or encourage the demon's advances, and her brain was quickly losing any hold on the situation as she dissolved into raw sensory bliss. She'd never felt anything like this before, and she didn't know how she should respond. Was he defacing her with his evil tongue, or intending to eat her alive? Her thoughts spiraled out of control when he tweaked one of her sensitive nipples and she moaned, abandoning herself into the moment.
 
The demon paused and pointed a single clawed digit at the man lowering the ceremonial knife towards the girl. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." The cultist proceeded to attempt to stab the girl anyways and was immediately set ablaze by the demon's magic. "I WARNED YOU, YOU FEEBLE-MINDED MAN! NO ONE WILL TOUCH MY SACRIFICE, NOR WILL YOU BEND ME TO YOUR WILL!" The cultists all stepped back and began murmuring amongst themselves as Mal'chior went back to his spoils.

The demon continued to flick and toy with her nipples as she shivered and moaned in response. "YES MY CHILD. ENJOY THIS, FOR IT IS BUT A SAMPLE OF THE PLEASURE I CAN GIVE YOU." He trailed one of his hands down her belly, south towards her wet hot core. He began to rub one digit up and down her slit, gradually getting quicker, before he slowly began inserting it inside her.
 
Flames erupted off to one side, but Alayna barely noticed. She was too busy reveling in the touch of the incubus. Besides, the flames burning her up inside were far more captivating. Each breath she took made her body heave, panting making her breasts rise and fall as she squirmed under the clawed touch of the demon. Her back arched as his hand traced a hot path down her body.

The poor student had never been touched like this, even by herself... she'd tried that once or twice but never found it worth the effort or the embarrassment that threatened each time she tried in a student dormitory. Not that everyone was that restrained, she'd heard such things several times, but either the other girls knew something she didn't, or they'd been getting help from someone else. Alayna's current "help" with it made her absolutely writhe beneath his touch and she was starting to understand the attraction.

A tiny voiced gasp ripped from her lips when his finger rubbed in wetness she hadn't known was there. Inserting it into her took more doing, both because her movement increased, but also because the virgin passage was tight from never having been used. "Oh!"
 
Malk'ior sneered as he felt the girl's virgin passage. A virgin offer to an incubus was incredibly rare. He began to pump his long digit slowly in and out of her, beginning to get more and more of a reaction as he continued to pump into her hot, tight passage. His tongue wrapped around one of her nipples and tugged at it, illiciting a response of slight pain, and even more pleasure. His tongue then began trailing up her neck slowly, and began to circle her lips.

"I bet you haven't ever been kissed, let alone by an incubus. Am I right child?" He continued to pump his digit inside of her, not breaking her virgin barrier quite yet. "Is that something you desire, child? Do you want to feel the hot warm lips of one condemned to wander in the fiery pits? Speak up child!"
 
Alayna's arms tried to rise from where they were cuffed to pull the demon's head closer to her breast, and a grunt of annoyance rose from her when she couldn't move as she wished. Instead she was forced to moan and hump her hips against his finger without being able to touch him, encourage him, or even ask anything specific. She groaned as her pleasure mounted higher even as his tongue did.

It took a moment for the words to process through the red fog of lust, but finally she blinked and shook her head from side to side, cheeks turning pink with embarrassment. "Never," she panted. "I was dared to kiss someone when I was little, that's it." She didn't know why she was admitting this aloud in front of multiple people and a demon, but she didn't seem to have a censor attached when her mind was more concerned with the pleasure radiating from his finger in her belly. "I want to be kissed," she admitted next, though she wasn't focused enough on his words to specify if she meant him or anyone. But at that moment it seemed she would not care. "Oh... oh!" she breathed, entire body writhing on his finger as an orgasm crashed down, swamping all of her senses with pleasure.
 
The demon felt a surge of magical energy sweep into him as the virgin's first orgasm swept through her like a hurricane. The girl's first release gave the demon a substantial amount of magical nourishment, and he craved more. He leaned down and brought his unholy lips to meet hers. His serpent tongue entered her mouth and curled around the girl's tongue, as her hips continued to buck against his finger. The people watching looked on in awe at this lurid display as no one but a demon could make a person feel this much sinful bliss.

The demon's mouth was hot, but tasted of a rich cinnamon sweet flavor. His breath, the breath of unholy lust swept into her, sending waves of hot pleasure crashing through the poor girl's whole body. The demon felt there was certainly no point now where the girl might resist him, so his tail sliced through the restraints on the table, freeing the girl to freely move and participate in the great sexual bliss the incubus was offering.
 
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