The Demon Hunter (PM for Invite)

[TearsoftheWorld]

Looking for someone to role play as a powerful demon lord charged with capturing a skilled huntress. Instead of killing her, however, he decides that she'd serve better as his personal sex slave. Another possible scenario is that one of her hunting partners turns against her, having lusted after her since the day he first met her, and decides to enlist the aid of the demons in corrupting her.

If you're interested in joining, please send me a PM and we can talk a bit more about the story (though driven by sex as it is, I still like to throw in a few story arcs).

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Murasaki placed the heel of her boot against the corpse of the demon she'd just felled, and with a quick tug she pulled the blade of her two-handed battle axe out of what remained of its body. Despite the weapons incredible size, she handed it with relative ease, twisting and twirling it in her hands to deflect nearly every attack that came her way. The foul creatures purple blood dripped down onto the floor beside her feet and merged with the disgusting pool that seeped out from its wounds. The blue-haired huntress smirked as she turned away and hoisted her axe up against her shoulder, then walked back outside into what remained of the once great city of Yelera.

The glorious metropolis had fallen during the first year of the war, and it quickly became a haven for demonic underlings that began to prey on whatever humans remained within its guarded walls. The need to survive is what drew people like Murasaki to the calling of a demon hunter, and she was good at it.

One of the best, in fact. She'd certainly ruffled some feathers in her time, and from what she'd learned from the worthless creatures she hunted was that there was a pretty significant bounty on her head.

Dead or alive.

It was laughable, really, to think that they'd be the ones hunting her.

Once outside, it wasn't long before Murasaki found herself surrounded by several demonic creatures. Although outnumbered, she quickly gained the upper hand and started hacking away at their limbs and escaping unscathed. She found refuge inside a small temple that was still relatively intact, and, more importantly, had running water. She set aside her weapon and started to remove her clothes, placing them into a pile before stepping into her bath.

 

[dryfter]

What a curious turn of events.

Truth be told, life had become a little too boring. He had edged just a little too close to complacency for his own liking. But now......

The great horned head swivelled in place as glistening amethyst eyes fixed themselves upon his visitor......the succubus in his lap never once slowing in fellating him. He smiled as his dark visage continued to scan the room, not missing the sound of the many envious whimpers and soft feminine pleads that reached him, begging repeatedly to take the demoness' spot.

Finally, his attention returned to the squat toad looking creature. A messenger no doubt.

"You've waited long enough, emissary of Zarkul. State your business, and know that if it fails to interest me, I'll simply send your head back to Zarkul as my response."

Squat and ugly, the creature's bulbous head nodded swiftly in understanding even as it dared to edge closer despite the venomous look from the succubus, her ministrations not once taking pause.

"My lord, Karsst. My master, Zarkul begs forgiveness for this intrusion....."

A loud grunt, one that the creature no doubt took at first as derision....until it could see the sexy demoness struggling suddenly to swallow and take in breath at the same time......all the while, the demon lord's eyes never strayed from the pitiful creature before it.

"Let's just skip to the part where you tell me what Zarkul is offering to pay me. Then we'll backtrack to the part where we discuss the target. And if you dare show excitement regarding my pet, I'll let her eat your heart."

A wicked smile from the nearly perfect creature.....a soft purr of hunger......

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"A human. Your master seeks to waste my time by sending me into the human world again? Or is this some form of trap? Do you think me a fool?"

The demi-demon shivered as he prostrated himself before the entity known as the Mercenary Lord of Hell.

"P-please, Lord Karsst. This woman....she's a serious problem. This is no trap!"

A feral showing of sharp teeth was his only response.

"Does your lordship recall the hive of barbadons that had been established on the human's realm?"

A soft frown.

"Of course, I do. Go on."

"Wiped out, my lord. No survivors. By one woman."

The succubus hissed angrily at the news even as the much larger Karsst swept her unceremoniously off his lap as he moved to stand, all fourteen foot of him in view now......his blackened skin dull and lifeless save for the multitude of brilliant molten red scars that crisscrossed his entire frame giving it the appearance of lava that had only begun to cool.....

"A.....woman."

The sounds of his laughter rumbled through the halls, minions and pets alike cringing at the sound fearfully as black scaled wings stretched out fully from his body, their onyx expanse swallowing the room's light with their shadow......

"A human woman....has been allowed to sow chaos in our ranks? You say she wiped out an entire nest? And now the lords of Hell want to pay ME to be rid of her......is that it, maggot?"

The squat little emissary merely nodded its head furiously in its meekness and tried not to pee itself.....

"Is she really worth the trouble?"

The room went silent.

"Can she add to these?"

A taloned finger lovingly traced a scar.....one of his favorites. It had been given to him by the demon that had held this seat for eons before he had come along. The broad and angry red crack that ran from his left hip all the way to his shoulder on the same side was all that was left of the formidable creature's memory now.

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Holy ground, or....it had been once.

It lacked the power to keep the stronger ones out, yet was more than enough to keep the horde at bay.

It hadn't taken much to find her. Admirably, she left carnage and charnel in her wake. A veritable trail of demonic corpses. And not just minor daemons either, he noted......several had been soldiers of note.

This might be fun after all.

Even more so now that he was getting his best look at her yet, though Karsst doubted the busty warrioress before him would be so accommodating if she knew that she was being watched from the shadows themselves. For now however, he was quite content to remain shadowed as she unwittingly put her feminine treasures on display for him.

Ahh, its too bad human women are broken so easily.

And then he felt it......another's presence. Nothing to be concerned with. Only another of Hell's Generals would draw any real interest from him, and even then he would relish the fight should it come to that!

"Milord."

The voice came, suitably humble and silken smooth. Karsst didn't even pause to glance over his now much more humanlike shoulder......

"She's your prey, then? Fine. Go."

A soft bow, the mercenary lord watched in amusement as the incubus' form shimmered before his very eyes, drawing upon the very image of male perfection as he drew it from the mind of his "victim." Before long.....his nude form was drawing closer to the water, declaring himself a fellow traveller and warrior seeking refuge from the constant combat. The farce was enough to make the elder demon smile despite himself.

A worthy foe indeed? We'll see how you fare against this opponent. Should you fall......you weren't worth fighting.

Karsst could almost feel a soft stirring in his loins as the other possibility, the longshot, drifted across the forefront of his mind. If she should win against all odds?

Then perhaps I should grant you with a fate much more.....rewarding.....than simple death.

 

[TearsoftheWorld]

While kneeling down with her hind resting against the balls of her feet, Murasaki had taken the time to wash off her arms, belly, shoulders and neck, and was just about to dip her hands into a small washing bowl when she heard someone approaching her. She instinctively brought an arm up to cover her abundant chest, and she eyed the newcomer with extreme prejudice, even if they were both in a holy place.

She'd known plenty of demons who'd trampled such sacred ground without giving it a moments thought.

Though he soon declared himself a fellow combatant and fighter for justice, Murasaki couldn't shake off the feeling that there was far more to this man that could be seen by human eyes.

"Just keep your distance," Murasaki said after a moment, and if the man drew closer she'd slip off to the side, inching ever closer to her weapon. The experienced Demon Hunter kept a close watch on the human male, and the more she examined him the more she knew she had to trust her instincts.

He was good looking. Handsome, even. Perfect.

Murasaki finally turned her back on him, and when he chose that moment to strike she expertly rolled to the side, and her slender fingers took hold of the shaft of her battle axe. The demon, who'd already shed his false visage, ducked under her swing and made a grab for her blue tresses. Murasaki twisted her body around and delivered a swift kick to his belly, but her attack left her vulnerable and she soon found herself pinned against the ground.

The foul sex-demon grabbed hold of one of her bountiful breasts, and used his other hand to try and subdue her. She grunted in pain as his fingers curled into a fist and started striking her soft belly, causing her to curl up until a tiny trickle of blood escaped from her mouth. Before things could get any worse, she kneed him in the side and reached over for her weapon, then swung it in a wide arc that separated the top half of his body from the bottom.

Murasaki spat down at the ground and wiped her chin with the back of her hand.

 

[dryfter]

He never had a chance. Karsst had seen that much from the very moment the incubus had slipped into the pool.

"Well, at least he died in style. He did get the chance to cop a feel after all."

He delighted in her reaction, as he calmly separated himself from the shadows. Her weapon was still in her hand. Truth be told, he should be worried.....yet he knew if he weighed his actions carefully, the human woman would never land a blow on him.

"Can you blame him? A busty warrioress, shedding her modesty in the middle of what's supposed to be a battlefield? I'm not sure if you're asking to be raped or not."

He stood there calmly, receiving her looks, and fully prepared for her naked charge should she decide to do so. The water she stood in would slow her initially, and he'd have plenty of time to dodge and counter if he had to.

Karsst strode lightly to the discarded upper half of the demonic corpse, knowing full well that he was dangerously close to being in range of her mighty axe now himself. Never taking his violet eyes off of her and her almost distractingly large breasts, he cocked his silver maned head just enough to lob a particularly viscous glob of contemptous spittle down upon the defeated.

"You weren't fooled. Not bad. Many a maiden would have had their very soul ripped out from their body from such a foe. Of course.....its hard to notice when you're experiencing one blissful climax after another until your body itself seems to float and melt at the same time."

A large toothy grin, revealing all of his sharp teeth.

"Are you sure that's not the route you would have preferred? I won't treat you nearly as nice."

He advanced then.....the pristine water of the pool darkening slightly at the very nature of his touch as he dropped slowly into a half crouch, wary of her axe. Yet his eyes held a special thrill to them.....one that relished the thought of combant....knew that he could have had the advantage if he had stayed on dry land, yet willingly relinquished it to join her in the water on even footing......

"I hope he didn't take all the fight out of you. I want to see so much more."