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Ouija Order Demon

Chapter 5: Darasio

By Whitepython

A shadowy figure pushed two small windows open after unlocking them from the outside with a small plastic card that pushed the small hook that kept them closed through the almost nonexistent space in between both windows, the figure looked behind him as he stood over the neglected grass in that backyard, he wanted to be sure none was looking at him before getting inside this house who belonged to someone called Jaxel according to his contact.

Darasio closed the small window behind him with the same hook he pushed open once he was safety inside, he was a 1.85 meters tall husky and he was 28 years old, he moved in the darkness of the small kitchen that he didn't stop to examine, his face expressing the laser sharp focus his mind had about his goal.

He had two small and pointy ears, pink and white on the insides, while the rim and the outside were black just like his forehead, with the exception of two white spots over his blue, almost white eyes, under them, a long and thick canine muzzle stretched, snout that ended in a dark and pink nose, the white continued down along his chest while his back remained black.

He was wearing a black, long sleeved shirt, at the top of his shirt he wore a dark tactical vest with several breast pockets, and his legs were protected by some black jeans, the husky was doing his best to remain well hidden in the darkness and silent in his heavy step, his black clothes helping him to remain concealed in the shadows.

His chest was broad, his arms and his legs were ample, his hands were white furred while his foot paws were plantigrade and black furred, his black and a white tail curled up against his lower back.

He moved along the kitchen with silent step to the door towards the inside of the house, he opened and closed the kitchen door centimeter by centimeter, making sure the wooden door wouldn't creak at all, he moved along the dining and living room mix like a professional burglar, making no sound as he traveled along the almost pitch dark ground floor.

The husky stood at the edge of a staircase, he was about to go up when the gut feeling that he should check his instruments invaded him, he produced from under his shirt and vest a lightweight, silver pendant attached to a silver chain with thick chain links, it was a large triangular amulet made of pure silver, twelve centimeters on each of its equilateral sides, it consisted of several sacred runes carved on the edges of the white surface, and with a large, single rune at the center.

He removed the protection charm from around his neck and held it by the silver chain, allowing the triangle to hang low, Darasio held the item before him, then, he waited for a moment and the silver item began to swing by its own, after a few seconds, the husky noticed that the item sensible to dark energies had a better reaction and swung as he approached the hall next to the staircase, but the door that was under the staircase had a stronger energy than any other part of the hall.

The husky held his breath after he decided to go downstairs into the basement, he returned the protection charm around his neck and stuffed it behind his shirt before he walked in front of the door.

As soon as he placed his white furred hand on the doorknob, he held his breath as he could feel tension and anxiety punching him in the gut, after that, he took another deep breath, he couldn't turn back now, he was about to meet a lust demon, a male one, he has met female ones before, and they all were dispatched by him right away, but never a masculine one, let alone a grand lust demon, the lord of a house and ruler of his own legion according to both the descriptions from Raidrel and his own research based on demonic books, the husky knew that Odranelarus was a being half hellhound half gargoyle, a strong canine breed from the darkest corners of hell.

He used his small rush of excitement to open the door and walk inside, noticing the wooden stairs to the basement, still wondering if the way he imagined the demon based on the dragon's description matched with the actual creature.

Darasio moved his large and black foot paws down along the wooden staircase with great care after closing the door with the same stealth he has employed since he sneaked inside the house, the wood creaked under the weight of his thick husky soles, the wood felt warm even if it was a cold night, as he went down the stairs, as the almost pitch dark basement entered his field of vision, no book nor narration prepared him for what he was witnessing:

Odranelarus floated one meter over an old, wooden table, eyes closed, with his legs crossed and his arms stretched to the sides, his padded palms exposed, his fingers wiggling every now and then.

His fur was dark gray, almost as dark as charcoal, two ears bended backwards that expressed complete relaxation, eyes closed and a large, thick muzzle frozen in a neutral expression adorned the hellhound's head.

What he didn't get from Raidrel was that the demon was growing a pair of horns above his relaxed ears which were twisting upwards in a circular fashion, like a demonic crown.

Behind the demon's head grew a long mane that acted as hair; a chain made of dark energy decorated the hellhound-gargoyle hybrid's neck, two toned pectorals were displayed under the neck chain, along with strong arms that were relaxed in that frozen meditative position which also had some of that chain on the wrists of those exposed hands, he was also endowed with strong abdominals, and two thick loops of something that looked like a tentacle tail relaxed around his waist, along with his flexed legs that blocked any further viewing, bent legs which ended in a large pair plantigrade canine feet, his ankles had more of that dark chain.

Under the floating, meditative figure, there was on the table an old Ouija board, white with black symbols and letters, around him floated and spun in a calmed manner four black onyx goblets and four black candles which provided just enough illumination to admire the demon, along with a small window at the top of one of the walls provided extra illumination from the moonlight.

While demons tend to be hundreds, or even thousands of years old, his body was strong and young, Darasio could tell that the being he was hunting was in his late twenties or his early thirties at the most.

Over Odranelarus's head spun the triangular planchette of the Ouija board as it moved at different speeds, at moments it spun fast like a fan, others it froze in the air, yet at other times it danced and rotated at the same pace as the candles and goblets; it was a fitting throne for a powerful lust demon, Darasio had to admit it.

The husky knew he could end this right here, right now, and he was ready to do so, his hand and feet were cold, he found himself glancing towards the exit, maybe the nervousness was trying to make him fall back, but he knew there was no turning back now, he brought his index finger to his muzzle and chewed for a second on his blunt claw as he prepared himself in his mind, the husky then placed his hands together to try to encourage himself to make his next move as his insides quivered, no matter how many demons he has taken down, there was always anxiety in the unknown, or maybe, it was excitement to meet a male lust demon what made him so anxious.

In a moment of courage, his hand moved into the upper left breast pocket of his vest, he extracted from it a soft blue painted wooden triangle, around 10 centimeters long on every side, the canine used his right thumb pad to stroke it in circular motions over the large, white painted divine rune, whispering a soft prayer, hoping to not to wake up the dark gray furred demon with his whispering chant, then, he held his breath and with a quick motion, he threw the item with the same anxious expectation of someone who is betting his financial future in a swing of a dice at a casino, knowing that as soon as the charm landed on his victim, the demon would be too wounded and weak to oppose being sent back to hell, or even to resist being slain.

However, what Darasio received was the clinking sound of two goblets crashing into each other, trapping the triangular piece of wood inside, creating a onyx prison for the item as they floated one meter away from the demon, followed by that, two green and glowing eyes appeared in the dark room, locking upon the husky with a glance that reflected a great frustration.

Darasio knew he was in huge trouble...

"What do I owe the honor of your visit, slave? You bring quite nasty welcomes gifts with you, if you seek to be part of my company, I tell you that you started on my wrong side" Odranelarus spoke, his voice reflected how annoyed he was with the failed attack.

"I am not here to benefit you demon! I am here to put an end on you " Darasio spoke, trying to justify his presence.

"Oh? but little slaves such as you are always coming to me, seeking to be at my side, willing to be taught and to be put in their place, which is at my feet, enslaved to my kind" the hellhound spoke with a mocking grin.

The demon stopped to float, his legs stretching down, standing on his feet now, all of the items that were floating around him returned to the table, except for the two goblets which contained the charm, those disappeared from sight, Odranelarus displayed now his thick sheath before the demon hunter, black and heavy with two orbs filled with musky demonic seed, the husky could see the demon was quite tall.

"You are Odranelarus, Grand demon of lust, ruler of the Marxitas house and leader of the 57th demonic legion, you were banished to hell 400 years ago, yet you return to this world which abhors your presence."

"Well, well, you know all about me, but, who might you be and who sent you here?"

"Darasio Almonte! Knight of the Order of the Hallowed Flame"

"A demon hunter then?" Odranelarus turned around, giving the hunter his back for a moment, and stopping for a moment to think, "I wasn't expecting you people to show up until much later, much, much later, I wonder how you learned about me so soon, and where is your backup little slave? Or are you here on your own?" Odranelarus spoke once again as he pondered about this current situation.

"I need nobody to help me take you down, I have taken down already so many demons, you will be the next one on my list of accomplishments."

"I am still wondering about this, the only mortal who knows that I am a demon and isn't under my control is that yellow dragon, Raidrel, he's the one to blame for my wound, such a ungrateful slave, I have so many troubles already, yet I have been in this world for around three months or less," the demon paced around the table where the items were resting, and the husky followed him with his soft blue gaze.

"And I plan to make tonight your last night demon!" Darasio spoke with a commanding tone "and leave him out of this, he has nothing to do with it, drop it demon!"

"Slaves such as you shouldn't be threatening the head of a legion, let alone the lord of a demonic house, you have no power over me, mortal" the lust hellhound-gargoyle spoke, his voice still reflecting his annoyance as his glare reflected dislike for the intruder.

Darasio pulled out in the blink of an eye his triangular silver charm; which made Odranelarus to jump against the wall, his back sticking on the wall as he crawled in a vertical fashion towards the ceiling with his hands and feet, mocking the laws of gravity fueled by his demonic fear.

"P...put that thing away! Get that off of my sight!"

Odranelarus got on his haunches, adopting a feral looking pose as he stood on the wall, his face expressed discomfort as if he were in pain, Darasio walked towards him as he held the item before the hellhound.

"In the name of the holy light, I command you to explain to me how did you escaped from hell."

The demon insisted on crawling away, trying to hide in the dark corners of the basement as his long tail swung around, in a weak attempt to whip the husky, but Darasio kept a safe distance.

"Speak demon! Who brought you into this world and how did you escaped from hell? I command you to speak in the name of all the angels!"

Odranelarus refused to give in, his green eyes glowed as he crawled around the walls in the basement, he kept on releasing hisses in annoyance from the presence of the blessed item, Darasio felt himself growing nervous, the demon refused to carve in, so he decided to push things to the next level, his right hand slid into his vest, he took a plastic gun out, heavy and loaded with blessed water, the black and white dog aimed the gun at the grand demon, and the facial expression of the hellhound reflected complete terror, Darasio knew that Odranelarus was aware of the threat, the hellhound-gargoyle's voice begged.

"No more! I will speak, let's talk little dog, I will tell you anything you want, but keep that thing away from me!"

The husky planted a wide grin on his broad snout, fueled in satisfaction, he made the plastic gun disappear in his vest, he lowered the amulet and allowed it to hang around his neck, the triangle resting over his dark vest, Odranelarus stopped his crawling along the walls, but he remained in the feral pose, sticking on the wall like a decorative gargoyle, under the small window that allowed the moonlight to crawl in.

"Speak already! I don't have all night to play games with you."

"I... I made a pact with a mortal, he... he needed a lover, he was filled with sadness and anguish, he had bottled up so much hatred, so much negativity, so much anxiety, so much insecurities, it was easy for me to use his pain and channel it through the ritual so I could escape from hell, that's how I got here."

"I don't believe that story! The negative emotions of one single individual aren't enough to pull out a demon from hell, maybe a low rank demon, but not a grand demon such as you."

"That's because I burnt all of my aura to make it here," Odranelarus spoke with a serious tone.

"W...what? That's insane! you could have died on your way out, I can't imagine how weak you must have arrived" Darasio said, overtaken by surprise, knowing that such event is possible, but not very safe for the demon, he now wondered why was the hellhound so desperate to escape.

"You are right, I was very weak when I arrived, but my invoker was so easy to ensnare in my seductive touch, and he nursed me with his sexual energies until I could catch a second slave, but then when I was about to catch a third one, I failed to do so, and it took so much effort for me to recover from the loss, although, the next slave which was pretty hard to catch, he showed me a good place to harvest sexual energies, in any case, you should be grateful that it was me, if a rage demon or a sorrow demon had gotten a grip on my invoker, we would be writing quite the different story here..."

"Stop seducing mortals! If you drain them of their sexual energies they might die prematurely."

"That's where you are wrong my little dog," Odranelarus spoke with an authoritative voice.

"Lies! Everybody knows that laying with lust demons dries your vital energy in the long run."

"That's the case when you stick to one prey and suck it for all its worth, but, say, what if you had a harem of slaves and you gave them enough time to recover in between sessions? What do you think it would happen?"

"They...they wouldn't be affected," the husky spoke in both surprise and amazement.

"And it's not just that, I can have a complete harem of sexual slaves to harvest energies forever without having to replace them, they get every now and then a sample of the delicious nectar of my demonic touch and I get the energies I need to live and grow stronger."

"That's... there's no way that a demon could be so thoughtful of his prey"

"Why not little dog? I know what is it like to suffer, even if your kind are nothing but slaves to my kind, it doesn't mean that I need to be a bad master, besides, smart harvesting makes my job easier, even if at the beginning I need to hunt for more slaves than required by the usual method, I win a lot more in the long run, can you imagine what would happen if I were to run an harem of two hundred slaves, slaves that would never fade, all of their sexual energies feeding me at all times?"

"You would become a demi-god among demons."

"Me and my legion of course," the demon on the wall spoke with a wide grin of confidence, displaying his array of sharp teeth.

"Why are you here? I don't think you just came here to collect slaves and fatten up your ego all day long," Darasio had to know what pushed Odranelarus to pull such a risky and desperate move to escape from hell.

"You wouldn't understand the reason, all I can tell you is that it is a deep reason that moves my heart," the demon went silent before shrinking his shoulders and crawling a step back towards a shadowy corner, glowing eyes turning away.

"I am in charge here Odranelarus! Speak at once or else..." the demon hunter's hand slid again into his vest towards the water gun, and that was enough to force the demon to concede.

"I escaped from hell because other two grand lust demons with very large factions came into a war, as a grand lust demon myself, I am not very affected myself, but they are making less powerful demons to either take sides or suffer as traitors, most of us refuses to take side in such things, so I need to create a gateway to bring my whole legion into this world, I plan to use this basement and this Ouija board as soon as I finish my contract with my invoker to create a portal, so me and my legion can enslave mortals and feast on their energies so we can fuel up the resistance force and put that conflict to an end, saving thousands of weaker lust demons to suffer from that stupid war."

"You plan to use us mortals to fuel up your army and yourself to solve your problems?" The husky couldn't believe what he was hearing, the whole city, maybe the whole country could be in danger if this whole plan goes through, having a legion of thousands of demons running amok trying to collect sexual slaves, that couldn't end well.

"You wouldn't understand it mortal, but I must save my people, and I must protect the weaker demons even if they aren't under my watch, I know that enslaving mortals in this world to save mine is something you would never approve of, but there is no other way, it is either doing so or to have my kin perish for a stupid ego clash, I am willing to risk everything for the good of my people, besides, if you think about it without all those nasty things your superiors would like you to believe, it's a big win for both parts, mortals get pleasured by a full legion of demons and we save our land, nobody suffers anything in the process."

Darasio felt confused, every time he had stumbled upon a demon in the past, the demon wanted more power for the sake of power, a demon wanting power to benefit other demons has never showed up before, let alone weaker demons not under his command, nonetheless, was it the truth? As a demon hunter, he has been told that demons are the masters of deceiving and lies.

"Why are you here Darasio? Why are you seeking to destroy me? I have never done anything that has caused damage to mortals, I mere show them the blissful benefits of being on the good side of a lust demon, quite the opposite, I am the one who has suffered under mortals," the demon stroked the streak on his chest, Darasio looked at it for a moment before coming with an objection.

"You enslave them to your will and twist them into your demonic ways!"

"You say it as if it was a bad thing -have you ever had someone stronger and more powerful than you holding you and taking care of you little dog?-"

"What? No, never, but I would not do it with a demon."

"Who is talking about a demon? I wasn't going through that route, what are you hiding deep inside your heart little slave? I can see into the soul of mortals, including yours hunter, I can see in your body language that you are getting aroused about my presence, or maybe my plans of becoming the sex toy of a legion of demons arouses you, I don't think hunting me is the real reason you are here..."

"You speak nonsense Odranelarus!" the husky spoke, trying to push those ideas away, even if he had to admit deep inside him that being in the presence of the strong mannish demon that stood on the walls and ceiling with his thick and seductive voice was somewhat arousing.

"Mortals crave the touch of strong, dominant creatures superior to them, that's why mortals were created for, and that's what I offer, no mortal will suffer under my touch, the happier they submit to us, the better is for me and my kin, put your weapons aside hunter, and come into my embrace."

The husky growled as he walked one step backwards, this was so wrong, he is a demon hunter, not a toy for demons to play with, he is in control of this, not this hellhound-gargoyle, he has to finish this now and stop that insane plane from being completed.

"You aren't here to send me back to hell, you are here because you wish to listen to my voice and relax."

The husky noticed that the conversation has in fact helped him to be at ease, the usual tension that accompanies a hunter when he's on his work has disappeared, the stress he arrived with has evaporated under the watch of those green eyes.

"It's going to be so easy to relax if you remove that holy charm and come to my arms little dog..."

"What? It would be the craziest idea ever, I cannot be before a demon without my protective gear, that's insane."

The demon jumped down to the floor, thick hellhound feet paws supporting the two meters tall masculine demon, he spread arms to expose his dark gray chest, and the husky noticed again that gray streak on his almost black fur, he supposed it was the leftover from whatever Raidrel did to him, as he lowered his gaze, he also saw that the demon displayed his erection: a 28 centimeters long shaft that looked like a tentacle, pink color with a fat glans swaying side to side, side to side, so easy to look at as it danced before him.

"Do you like it? It likes you a lot, allow it to dance for you hunter."

The demon's cock began to sway before the husky, Darasio was so confused, he suspected this was some sort of demonic trick, but there was something so alluring about the swaying meat, it was so easy to stare at it and allow his already relaxed body to enjoy the show, allowing the demonic male hood to slip him into an even deeper relaxing frame of mind.

"That's it little dog, let it sway side to side, let your mind slip away with every swing of my cock, allow my will to come forth into your very own mind."

Darasio tried to resist even if his own dick reacted under his jeans, the husky attempted to walk back, but the smooth voice of the demon hooked his attention as that tentacle dick swayed before him, and those glowing green eyes kept his attention focused on the lust demon until he managed to blink and to shake his head from side to side, breaking the contact.

Darasio knew that he had to remain in control, he cannot allow this demon to get away with that plan, he is in charge of this situation and in charge of his own mind, he has to remain focused on dominating this demon, he had to be what the hunters in his clan expected him to be, failure would cost him his reputation before his clan.

"Don't deny it hunter, you like my dick so much you cannot help but stare at it -and you will realize it's harder and harder to think- but you don't mind, because you can watch this powerful cock dancing, and you will strip your holy protection for me because you feel so comfortable and so safe with master Odran -you feel so empty, so good, it's so good to leave everything to master Odran- because master will make sure you are always good, aroused and happy , once you are vulnerable, you will get naked and you will come forth and allow master to take you so deep into hypnosis, master is going to make you his hypnotized slave..."

The husky felt his mind overloaded with all those ideas of submission, being a hypnotized slave, that was a dangerous thing to allow a demon to do, that's the opposite from being a hunter, but he couldn't understand why that felt so wonderful, he tried to think of an opposite idea, but it was useless to think of anything else, he felt even more tempted to submit, however, the silver charm around his neck safeguarded him from the influence of the demon from getting too strong, the dark gray furred demon approached the husky, but he stopped two meters away from him.

The husky was aware that the pendant represented his very last hope to keep the demon at bay, or at least that was the thing that the voice of warning at the back of his mind whispered, Odranelarus dug his glowing green eyes before the husky, while exposing his palms and chest to him, exalting his masculine features before the hunter.

"Little hunter, you have a burning desire to embrace the dominant touch of a demonic lord, you have hunted demons for so long, why don't you allow for a change to be demonstrated what is it like to succumb under the power of a demon such as me, it's going to be all pleasure from now on, allow me to show you what is it like to lay at my side and become entranced in my power -just for a bit- just for a moment, you have prepared so much to find me, you should at least get some reward out of being here with me..."

"I... I am a hunter, I am supposed to protect innocent people, to keep the evil demons away...not to succumb to them" Darasio's free will was able to counter the demon's argument with some difficulty, trying to remain in control of his own thoughts under those green eyes and before that hypnotic meat.

"Oh, but I am not an evil demon, I am a good demon, you can keep on protecting everybody, you can keep on hunting other demons, I need a strong hunter such as you in my harem, if you carry my collar around your neck, other demons would hesitate to try to take you down, you will hunt demons under my command, and you will be rewarded with your master's pleasuring touch, when you turn to be at my side comes, you will be empty minded, lost, and rejoicing in the after bliss of my dominion for days, I can offer you so much more, so many better and greater things than whatever your clan is offering you little dog, a grand lust demon such as me can offer you gifts, knowledge and power that no mortal could ever offer."

Darasio enjoyed the idea for a split second, he has seen so many other hunters being teased by female demons, yet, they endured, but if they failed, he would always come to clean up the mess, but, who would be here now to help him? He has to put an end to this demon and his mission to open a portal to hell in that basement and enslave countless mortals with his legion.

However, what if the demon was being truthful and he was going to act without harming anyone? What if he could partake in those wonderful, never ending hours of lustful sessions? What if he could learn from firsthand the experience of being milked to the last drop out of your sexual energies in the most pleasurable way possible every time his turn came? And by just not any regular demon, but by a grand demon of lust.

His clan however would never forgive him if he were to fall right here and right now before this demon, and none on his clan is aware that he is facing this strong, mannish and seductive threat to the world.

The hellhound-gargoyle tried to walk closer again, but the silver charm remained as a threat to him, the demon stretched his right hand and tried to use his telekinetic powers to lift the pendant off of the dog's neck, but the silver chain shook for a few seconds before returning to its place, it was obvious that the charm was powerful enough to repeal his energies, Odranelarus released a bland growl in frustration, as Darasio tried to win the battle in his own mind.

"Do you want pleasure my slave? Remove your holy item, do you want to be held? To be caressed and to be pleasured by my demonic powers? take off that charm, look at my dick, it beckons you to submit, it invites you to submit, remove that necklace, and I will show you what is it like to spend a night with a lust demon -just one night- no need to submit as a slave if that makes you uncomfortable, just enjoy this night with me and tomorrow you can decide what to do next"

Darasio was confused, a one night offer sounded so tempting, yet it was such a dangerous thing to even consider, it was impossible to trust in a demon, but it was so hard to think about what made a demon untrusty.

Behind the demon, his long, tendril like tail rose, slithering up in the air behind the hellhound, the tail remained focused on the husky, dancing in a slow and sensual rhythm in the air with the same predatory fashion of a snake who is expecting with excitement for his prey to approach the range where it can be coiled and made to succumb.

The husky thought for a moment about turning back and escaping, to return later with a couple more of hunters and put an end to this, but his horny mind rejected such idea because that would crush any opportunity of having his single intimate moment with such handsome and virile demon.

Why was he thinking such thoughts? He needed to run now.

"Take a deep breath for me little dog, allow your body to relax in the darkness, everything is alright, I will take care of you from now on, no need to worry about all those little issues running along your mind, allow now my words to take that role, just relax deeper and deeper for me, your mind feel so sleepy, you just want to yawn and relax for me Darasio, allow your body to relax as you listen to my words and look into my eyes."

The husky was unable to resist, his broad snout released a long yawn, eyes closing as his maw opened, upon closing his maw, he tried to look away, he wanted to keep his gaze away from those luring green lights, but his horny mind needed to look at them once again.

"It's okay little husky, just relax deeper and deeper, return your gaze here into my own, allow your mind to return to the soothing green."

Darasio tried to shut his eyes, but his horny mind betrayed him, even if his clan would disapprove of this, he had to know what was it like to fall in the power of such a strong and powerful demon, he couldn't deny anymore how much he envied his fellow hunters who were seduced by demonesses, he had to experience the wonderful experience of falling in the clutches of a sexual demon, just for one night, in that moment his eyes returned into that soothing glare, he was able to feel a smooth, and relaxing tingling running down his spine, Darasio was ready to open his mind and submit to the demon.

"You want to fall in a deep dream for me Darasio, you wish to be caressed and taken under my hypnotic power for one night, allow your body to submit, allow your feet to relax, allow that relaxing sensation to grow up to your legs, then your crotch, you can feel so relaxed, and you feel so horny your cock tingles, it's okay to allow yourself to grow hard, it is so good to be hard for me, allow the relaxing to float up to your chest, then to your arms and back, that's it, you are so relaxed, only your head remains there, waiting to sink in a total relaxation, when I snap my fingers, and every time I snap my fingers, your head will feel so relaxed, it's going to feel so good little slave, every time I snap my fingers your mind will be wide open for my demonic suggestions, for my demonic dominance that you came here looking for, yes, you came here looking forward to be a slave to a lust demon, that's what you are doing here, you don't want to submit for one night, you wish to submit forever under my enslaving, dominant power, that's what the snap of my fingers will do every time you hear it."

The demon's eyes glowed in a vibrant green as he nodded, and the husky nodded as well, mirroring the demon's actions, Odranelarus released a wide grin after that, followed by a snap of fingers which thundered in the deafening silence of the basement, and Darasio couldn't help it but slip deeper and deeper into the demon's hypnotic power.

"Your clothes feel so heavy, they feel so hot, they make you feel so uncomfortable, being naked just like me is what feels so good, you want to stand naked before master Odranelarus, being naked just like master makes you feel so horny, it's so irresistible, let's get rid of all of your clothing little dog, remove that heavy and nasty chain from around your neck and master will take care of those heavy clothes."

Odranelarus snapped his fingers once again, the husky's mind was too lost in the deep hypnotic trance to even weight the risks of what he was about to do, he pulled the heavy triangle down with his right hand until the small hook behind his neck succumbed to the heavy pressure and broke, the silver item landing on the floor with a heavy smack, the sound made the demon's long tail to dance in victory for a second, almost as if it were excited, the husky moved his strong feet forward, leaving the piece of jewelry behind.

As the hypnotized husky walked near the demon towards the back of the basement, those black jeans fell down to the floor, and then, they left the dog's legs as he walked further, in the blink of an eye, the demon's telekinetic powers removed the rest of Darasio's clothes, and the demon grinned wide as he admired his naked catch:

Darasio displayed his naked dark and white, thick furred body before the demon, thick pectorals and a small gut were revealed before the hellhound-gargoyle, strong arms with the contrasting black and white fur color just like his legs, legs that allowed a white sheath to dangle in between them, and a pink maleness erected at full mast, standing in attention before the demon's hypnotic seduction.

In a split second, the excited tail coiled around the husky, from his pink nipples, all the way down to ankles, Darasio found himself locked into a deep kiss with the hellhound-gargoyle, that strong tentacle tongue slithering into his maw, the husky could feel his mind slipping away even further, the demon's power over him growing tighter and tighter, accompanied with a tickle along his tongue, after a moment, Odranelarus broke the kiss and released the husky from his tail, allowing his telekinetic powers to make the demon hunter float in a vertical position before the one he was supposed to catch. The husky's large feet relaxed as they hovered off of the ground.

"Darasio, Darasio, Darasio, you have a strong hypnosis fetish, you have seen many of your hunting partners falling to hypnotic trances by female demons, but because you are a little gay dog, none of that has enticed you, not until tonight of course, you need a strong, masculine dominant demon to take you down into a never ending bliss of hypnotic pleasure, don't worry little slave, you are about to learn what is it like to be ensnared by a demon, and I will make it so much better than any of those friends of yours have ever experienced."

The husky was too blissful lost to even care, his relaxed body floating before the demon lord as he was examined from toes to ears by the lust being.

"In a few months I am strong enough to seduce a demon hunter and enslave him, you know all about my plans, but it's useless now, you are my slave, you won't be able to stop me, and since you came here alone and without telling anyone else, nobody will know what I am up to, this little world of yours will be perfect to bring forth my legion and allow them to feast on your sexual energies who are nothing but a throng of slaves."

The husky was more than ready now to submit to the demon, and he could feel Odranelarus's strong power over him, those eyes glowed in that strong green shade, he could see the demon's wide grin of pleasure set upon him.

"You have no direct use for me in my contract, but you will guide me to where that troublesome dragon is, so I can finish my contract, and you will come in handy for the rest of my plans once my legion is here."

Odranelarus made the husky to float down with utmost care on the floor, then, with a snap of fingers he brought his next command.

"On your knees slave, and open your maw wide, you are going to worship the meat that is going to turn you into what you came here to be, a mindless slave to aid my plans."

Darasio got on his knees and opened his black and white muzzle for the demon, allowing his canine tongue to hang out, Odranelarus decided to play with his catch for a bit, pressing his warm sheath against the husky's face, and the dog nuzzled those balls in full submission, after a moment, the demon allowed his tentacle dick to coil around the husky's neck, a thick and smooth coil slipping around the demon hunter, behaving like a collar that took a possessive hold of the husky, after that single loop, the fat glans found its way into the husky's maw and slipped in, Darasio worked on sucking around it without a care nor a thought.

The husky was unable to see anything as the demon's furred crotch pressed against his face, that fat glans moving in circular motions inside his maw, grinding against his rough palate and his soft tongue, the warm penis leaving a trail of pre seed, the husky's taste buds got soaked with the demon's masculine meat and the flavor of his pre semen, the sounds of his maw sucking and pleasing that demonic meat filled the husky's ears as the demon used his thumbs to stroke those short and pointy ears, his nose was filled by the clean, yet mannish musk of the sexual demon.

The husky sucked around that meat as the demon pressed the husky's face against his crotch, Odranelarus was anxious to use his demonic seed to mark this hunter, to turn his greatest catch so far as his slave, so the demon pulled back without warning, and the husky's muzzle followed that meat, throwing small licks in the air, trying to return that meat into his muzzle.

Without saying a word, the demon made the husky to levitate again in the air, and placed him back first on the old wooden table once the items that used to be there a moment ago were casted away by the demon's tail, the demon approached the table with a wide grin, his hand stroking the dog's belly.

"Just relax now my slave, I am going to make you experience the first of many, countless mind blowing orgasms that are waiting for you under my power."

After the warning, came the sensation of something smooth and thick sliding under that curly tail, Darasio spread his legs wide to try to adjust to the feeling of that penis that he worshipped invading his other end, he couldn't believe how great it felt to have his prostate stimulated by the fast, yet smooth care of the demonic maleness.

Minute after minute of smooth thrust under that tail became a quick ride to the mind shattering orgasm that would enslave the demon hunter under the demon's power, Darasio was forced to welcome a fattening knot under his curled tail all of sudden, the demon grinned wide as he could feel his hypnotized slave to tense and to shiver under that knot, Odranelarus used his tail to stroke the husky's cock, using both his tail and his demonic penis to push the husky to his orgasm as his hands held the husky's legs wide open by the ankles.

All of the stimulation brought the husky to his sexual climax, leaking line after line of his seed on himself, after a couple more of thrust, he could feel the demon filling his tummy with his seed, the husky submitting as he felt himself marked by the demon's seed.

Once the demon hunter was filled by the hellhound-gargoyle's seed, he could feel something slipping around his neck once again, it was cold and heavy, but he didn't mind, master knew what the best was, and he couldn't help it but oblige, he could feel a hand stroking his ears and an evil chuckle filling the almost dark basement.

"That's a good slave, now you are going to tell me where to find this Raidrel, and we are going to get him right away, he has placed a huge hindrance on my plans, thus, we're getting him tonight," Odranelarus stretched his right hand to stroke those short ears, Darasio felt welcome into the demon's harem.