The witch and the demon (closed)

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The witch and the demon

Megan sat down at the cushion on the floor and concentrated for the summoning.

At her 30 years she was opening the Spells Book again. It had been more than 10 years when she had last touched it. But desperate times call for desperate means and angry and hurt as she was, she could find any other way out.

She had been dating Simon for 11 years, and now that they were about to get married she discoverer that he had been cheating on her... for 3 years... with her best friend! That bitch Sarah! How could she? How could he? How could they?

Megan had been in shock since she had found out about it. Of course they hadn't told her, no, they were planning to continue their "little" deception forever. She had found them together in her bed. And they had tried to apologize... apologize! No, it wouldn't do, it wasn't enough. The only way she could get over it was punishing them, making them feel the pain and shame she had been feeling for the past few weeks. And she only know of one way to achieve that. A sexual demon.

The problem was that she didn't know exactly which demon to summon, which one could provide the best punishment for Simon and Sarah. So she prepared a general spell stating what she needed and hoped it would be enough.

She prepared an altar at the basement of her deceased grandma. A little table with the book and some offerings, a mirror and a bed. She knew that summoning a sexual demon might require her to do some carnal offering, but she didn't care. All she wanted was her revenge.

She was sitting in front of the mirror, with the book on her lap waiting for the fiend to appear. In the meantime, she took a look at herself. She couldn't understand why Simon had cheated on her. She wasn't that ugly, right? She had a slender body, nice tits, beautiful face... Maybe not. She was beginning to wonder. In high school half the football team had wanted to fuck her, and most of them had managed to do so. But had she changed so much over the years?

Suddenly the mirror started turning black and she back away a little. She was a bit scared but there was no way to stopping it once it had started. Anyways she wanted it to come and help her, have a revenge that was worth it.
 
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Her call for a demon..the moment the spell was cast went out over the very fabric of the universe..traveling through time and space, as a plea for vengeance, for retribution..but because of it being vauge on who to respond to it, as it traveled through the realms of hell, no sexual demons headed o the call...but it did reach the ears of one particular demonic lord..

Deep within a pocket of the universe, deep within the firey depths of hell, the call traveled across to a old fortress of volcanic rock and rusted iron. Deep within the halls, upon a throne the demonic lord Gar'tezi sat. A tall, ten foot figure, powerful and muscular. Though human in shape he had various differences. Most distinct was his second pair of arms, strong and powerful, under his first pair, each hand having six clawed digits. His mouth was filled with sharp pearl white fangs, his eyes were a deep red. A pair of moderate sized horns crowned his forehead. His skin, from his head down to his cloven hooves was a deep jet black, the color of obsidian, almost as if his body was carved from the volcanic rock. His skin though..if anyone would dare touch it, was surprisingly soft and supple..to complement the muscles, as well as unnaturally warm. atop his head was black hair, cut short and messed in every which way. Finally he was not a modest beast, all he wore was a simple red loincloth made of silk..if one payed attention when the lord walked, they could catch a glimpse of his large member..

Pointed ear twitched as he heard the magic words spoken by the spurned woman. His teeth slowly formed into a wide fanged grin "..Finally.." he spoke. It's been over hundreds of years since a mortal has called upon his services..slowly standing up from his throne he took a moment to focus..as if he wa waiting for something..then he got it..the source of the call..then he he disappred.

Within the basement behind the woman in a flash of brimstone and fire, the might demon appeared..he was about to speak before he paused his neck cricked as the basement sealing forced him to hunch over "Greetings litt..bah.." he growled softly a bit in frustration before he softly chanted..his own body slowly shrinking from it's imposing ten feet down to a more manageable seven feet even. "Lets try this again..Greetings little one..who has spurned you so to call upon Gar'tezi..the lord of vengeance?" He spoke in a soft, but deep and commanding voice.
 
The demon took her by surprise, appearing behind her. But as she was facing the mirror, she saw its reflection. The huge black figure frightened her, but when she turned around it was shrinking to a less scary height. However, the figure was still quite menacing. As Megan was sitting on the floor the 7 feet were quite a size. But as she was used to dealing with taller people, her being a quite small girl, it didn't scare her that much. But did scare her was the demon's fangs, claws and muscles. She wasn't expecting a handsome prince charming, of course, but the thing that materialized in the basement was nothing like she had even seen before.

But it was just what she needed, the lord of vengeance. It would surely like her request, it would surely be happy for the task she was going to ask for.

"I am so sorry for disturbing you, milord, but I very much need you to avenge me for a high treason"; she said, slowly getting up and bowing.

As she had summoned him, she was in command, he would finally have to do what she asked him, as she could send him directly back to his dwellings. But with powerful demons there was always the risk of their magic being stronger than that of the summoner. And given that Megan hadn't used hers in such a long time, it must be rusted. She needed to persuade him, because a simple command wouldn't work with this devil creature.

He didn't seem too disturbed, in fact she seemed quite happy. Megan thought that demons probably weren't called that much nowadays, so whichever way they could get out of the pressuring walls of hell would be welcome. So their working together would be beneficial to both of them.

Me gan was going to continue, but then she though it would be best if she waited. She didn't want to rush the enormous beast she had in front of her.
 
Gar'tezi kept standing..he shifting his weight as he looked down at the small little creature before him as his blood red eyes curiously shifted from one side of the room to another..the mortal worlds changed a great deal since he was last called..which was easily a thousand years if not more so he was relieved for the change of scenery. As he stood and shifted from cloven hoof to cloven hoof, he listened "..Who has spurned you so to have me called upon?" he spoke curious "I can provide many a brutal, gory and painful fate to who has spurned you.."

It'd feel really good to get to flex his muscles and use his magic again..one would question "if you wish to commit revenge, why just settle with killing someone?" Thing is, he claims the souls of whoever he commits his magic upon so they would be tortured within his realm. From there he looked down upon the woman, curious on what she would offer in turn to take care of these folks that spurned her. Then..a thought came to him

"Wait..is the one that spurned you a lover who abandoned you for another?" he asked, it was a wild guess to him, but it's something he's done many a time..if he had a soul for every time that happened, he very well could have overthrown three other demon lords with the power he would have gained from it. As this realization hit him he began to wait, he feigned his polite smile, just in case he was making a assumption and this woman actually has a task worthy of him for once.
 
"..Who has spurned you so to have me called upon? I can provide many a brutal, gory and painful fate to who has spurned you.."

'I hope you can', she was going to start answering when he continued talking:

"Wait..is the one that spurned you a lover who abandoned you for another?"

She could see disappointment in his face, although he tried to hid it with a smile.

"Well, my lord", she started to explain, "not exactly. If he had abandoned me, I might have understood... but no, he decided to have a lover behind my back... which happend to also be my best friend. They've been lying to me for years. So this is what I'm offering you. Their two souls to torture at your will".

She knew that offering two souls at a time would liven up the demon. He probably was thinking about just one soul. It was a nice addition to the pack.
 
-he listened as he then gave a nod "Two souls..." he nodded. The demon had this look on his face..of a creature a bit disappointed "Look..I might be making your plight seem small with my actions..but..it's what I've been called on to do so many times..it's almost into a grind..I've not had a victim of rape.." he spoke before he looked to her "You called me, and doe the proper ritual..I am to take their lives...but the question remains..what are you willing to put on the table."

After a pause he continued "you do know how this works yes? You call and point out those who you demand retribution upon, and I take them. With how I do so, the souls are brought down to my realm to be tortured..but you also have to give a offering to me..your payment for having me come out of my cozy little heated throne room and take a life with a simple gesture and word...it does take a lot of magic to do something like that..I am twisting fate in your favor after all.."
 
Megan was a bit surprised. She had imagined she might have to add some extra payment for the agreement to be made, but the demon seemed too demanding. Anyway, she wanted so desperately to make the deal that she would offer whatever he should ask. Given it was a fair demand. Otherwise she would have to send the demon back. And neither her nor him would like that. She wouldn't get her revenge... and worse, he might be angry for having been disturbed without reason.

"I'm sorry. I know how this works, but its been a long time since I've dealt with this kind of treatments... So, what else would you suggest I could offer?"

She might sound a bit naive, but it was the best way to reach a quick understanding. She could start offering things that he wouldn't accept and tension would appear. If she underestimated him he might get angry. If she overestimated the price, she might do something that wasn't needed. Of course he would ask for more than needed, but she guessed it would be easier that way.
 
"Don't know how this works? You call a demon lord, you ask for the service he graciously provides for a payment and you don't know how it works?" the words were a bit insulted but..he was not angry..just a bit more surprised. "Hmm..well..frankly..I want to hear from you what do you want to happen to this pair that spurned you..reach deep into your imagination and pull out the most gruesome way..and it will be done.."

He takes a moment to let the weight of his words sink into her mind before he continues "and in turn..well I'll be a fair man and give you a hint..demons mostly take souls as payment...doing so with yourself will forever bind you to my will..but hey..you won't be the one tortured for the rest of time..unless I want that.." he flashed his white fangs mostly to psyche the poor little human out. It's been a while since he had any sort of human to toy with..so he was relishing every moment he could.
 
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