If You Can't Stand The Heat...
"the hell hounds oral organ is a toasty 300 degrees, and pyrus has been breed to have his be amazingly long and dexterous." the demon commented, and, as if on cue, the hellhound began to undulate his tongue.
Seventh Sin
Some looked like goat men, others like demonic fiends, a few looked like hell hounds... but all gazed up at the demon on the dais, lighting the candles with black flame. owen looked up and over at the priest, smiling softly.
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 27)
The demon was revealing its true form: a hell-hound. still in my mother's voice the hell-hound chanted: 'murderer.' again and again.
Hellion Falls
A hell hound or a gargoyle or a sea spirit to lure in more people to my service?" armaros asked. "y... yes." bronn said softly, "i love to serve." he said before lowering his head. armaros paused before he shook his head.
Catnundrum. Chapter One.
A saint one second and a hell hound the next. the rottweiler's jowls hid most of his bottom jaw and every one of those 42 flesh ripping teeth.
(Chapter Three) Honor Amoung the Dead
hell hounds?! soul scratches?! a dozen horrors ran through roland’s mind as he prepared for the worst, tactics and techniques running through his skull before his eyes widened in anger. _â€look out a…distraction?â€_ there was nothing there.
Crime of Compassion
His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he passed out, going limp in a pool of his own seed, mounted by a huge, heavy, very happy hell hound. * * * ache... pleasurable ache? sam's head was heavy, his mind groggy.
Mage ch 5
I mean, you somehow know that we're all mages, knew that we were attacked by hell hounds and you also knew that my brother was tainted. so who or what are you really? what's your game here?"
Fick Mich Bitte
He thrusted in roughly, to show charly that he was a lot rougher than the hell hound that now had the demon between his jaws. charly cried out and whimpered softly, biting hir lower lip hard. vincent gave a few slow thrusts, lubing up his phallus nicely.
Humilated Pleasures-Chapter 9
By their eyes locked just long enough for him to offer a smug look of his coming to a stop in front of her allowing his eyes to roam over her lovely body which continued to this day to cry out for sex no matter how much she had already gotten from the hell hounds
Rites of Becoming
And now, as i bit and clawed and growled at this cheeky hell hound beneath me, she showed me what i'd been missing all this time. "there we go, feel that? big, brave warrior. going to eat me up, huh?"
Help control the population...
"i think watching this hell hound's balls come off would be therapeutic." edgar answered simply, tugging the leash once more and turning his own muzzle away from the offensive smell of the dog's piss.