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Author notes: Well I tried something really different for me so feel free to tell me where I can improve. Aside from that enjoy!

Have you ever mad e mistake? I'm sure you have, everyone makes one or two when they are growing up. I think the trick is how you handle it. Well what follows is my mistake and how I handled it.

You see a few years back, after an elder friend of mine had left for university, I began dabbling in magic. It's not exactly uncommon these days, I mean it's been around since before humans left for the stars. I've always had the talent but it wasn't until my friend, whom I looked up to, was awakened that I began to take it seriously.

Eventually in my drive for knowledge I came across works dealing with the summoning of minor spirits for menial tasks. It sounded pretty cool so I tried my hand at it. And it worked. Oh I was cautious. I learned all kinds of banishments, sealing, & shield wards before I summoned my first creature. After a few successes I ran across another book in the library, this one dealing with elemental spirits, or so it said.

I still remember my excitement when I picked up the book and thumbed through it, eager to learn more. After a quick skim of the contents I went straight to the check out desk. I'd barely even left the aisle though, when this wholesome looking collie girl appeared out of nowhere and told me it would be a good idea to put the book back. Obviously I was surprised but I was also seventeen and stupid and told her I could handle anything the book threw at me. I still remember her imploring look, and how I turned my back on her and went my own way.

What an idiot I was.

Anyways I got the text home and after reading it went to my usual summoning spot. It was an abandoned warehouse not to far from my home. It was large, off the beaten path and deserted a perfect place for young idiotic wizards to get themselves into trouble. So I dressed in my usual wizarding attire, some black slacks and a black cloak, and got the necessary supplies for the summoning. I followed the books instructions to the letter and after everything was set up, began to recite the incantation, and that's when everything went to hell.

The spell quickly took on a life of its own and started rushing out of me in a torrent of words. Soon, a black portal formed in the air over my summoning circle. It began to ripple in anticipation of something coming out. Through a supreme effort of willpower I managed to stop speaking the incantation before I uttered the last few lines. It wasn't enough to stop what was coming but it would prevent the thing from staying to long.

It was at that point that I realized why the Collie had warned me. The damn book was a trap, designed to sucker young wizards, like me, into summoning something far beyond their hope of controlling. If I'd finished this spell, I would be responsible for unleashing a monster on my home town.

I wasn't completely stupid though, I had set up some high level wards and defensive spells around the warehouse to make sure nothing got out. Unfortunately that also meant me. The good news was that only I could deactivate the wards with any ease. Anyone or anything else would have to wait till daybreak for the wards to fall. Which was several hours a way. The beast wouldn't be able to stay nearly that long since I'd managed to end the incantation early. Now all I had to do was survive

As I watched, another slender limb appeared from the shadow gate followed by a trim athletic body that was obviously female and slender arms that preceded a pretty angular face. She appeared as a lanky deer morph with hair the same color as the void of space that fell in long sheets to her backside. Her fur was mostly an earthy brown but her belly, bosom, and the inside of her legs were cream in color. The shadows behind her shifted and rolled, forming a cape that spread out behind her before falling around her like a cloak, taking her figure from view. It was when she opened her eyes that I realized just how screwed I was, they were pure obsidian orbs.

She glanced about, eyes looking past the walls of the building to the shields and wards I'd set up previously, and then at me. A hand left the confines of her cloak and beckoned me forward.

I shook my head and began readying an attack spell. She smirked and beckoned me again. This time the shadows around me sprung to life and bound my arms to my body before dragging me through the air only to stop before her. "Hmmm so you're the one who summoned me?" Her voice dripped with honey, "Why'd you stop, pretty boy? Why did you put up these wards? I was so looking forward to a night on the town with you." She pouted cutely but I wasn't buying it.

"I generally try not to let demons out to play." I said as I struggled against the bonds to no avail.

She sighed "Silly boy, you've already called me up. What do you think I'll do to you if you don't finish the spell hmmm?" Her outstretched hand clinched and my bonds became tighter.

I tried to look confident but couldn't quiet manage it. "Kill me? I don't think so, if I don't finish the incantation and soon you'll be sent back and as long as the shields up you can't wreck havoc on the city." I managed a triumphant smile "I win!" Told you I was a dumb kid.

She chuckled and as pretty as it sounded, I found it distinctly disturbing. "Silly male-cub, there are a lot of things that I can do to you that will leave you breathing." And as if on some silent command the shadows began to slice in to me.

I howled in pain as multiple lacerations opened up all over my body, my midnight blue fur becoming streak with red blood, and the intense cold of the living darkness sucked the life out of me. "Release me and it ends..." I shook my head and she sighed. "You are a stubborn one." She snapped her fingers and the pain stopped and with a wave of her hands the lacerations were healed. "Fine, if you won't let me out to play, I'll just amuse myself with you." The grin on her face was decidedly nasty.

"Now kneel." I felt the coils of her shadows and the magic of her voice trying to force me down but I resisted. She arched an eyebrow "Impressive. You have a surprisingly strong will. But I'm in no mood to play now, KNEEL!" her voice boomed with authority and magic and despite my best efforts I kneeled. She snickered and stepped forward "So sweet thang, have you figured out how I intend to amuse myself with you yet?"

I remember narrowing my eyes at her as she sneered at me. "So the big bad Hell tart can't get any in Hell?" I probably should've shut up but as I've stated before, I was young and stupid. "Maybe it's your personality."

She roughly grabbed the back of my head and forced me to look into her obsidian orbs. "I think I should put that flippant tongue of yours to my use, so open your mouth!" I silently shook my head and clamped my mouth shut. This time she didn't bother repeating herself. I just suddenly felt her mind invade mine. There's no real good way to describe what it feels like to be mentally raped. Best approximation is to consider what it's like to have every little secret you every kept to yourself forcefully exposed by a callous and uncaring mind, and then to hear it gloating over its act, and you have a fair idea of its effect on me. When she was done I felt my lips part and my tongue roll out "Much better." She purred.

She had taken my memories and control of my body but she couldn't actually force me to speak the words that would release her. It was on that, that I concentrated as her shadow cloak rippled away from her sex like water. "Not many get a taste of this, so you should feel honored." her voice was bright cheery and utterly malevolent as she slammed my tongue against her mound. I noted that she tasted like molasses. I tried to clear my mind and separate myself from what my body was feeling, as she was grinding her sex against my tongue. I didn't succeed

She was lewd, crude and utterly reveling in my displeasure as she forced my tongue against her folds. I felt like I wanted to spit, to burn my tongue with fire, anything just so I wouldn't have to taste her. Heck If I'd hade the power to, I may have bitten my own tongue off rather than have it used to bring her to full wetness. But I couldn't, I was stuck licking her lower lips, eyes forced to watch as her bosom heaved as her breathing grew huskier. Nose twitching with the scent of her sex.

She mewled softly as her love box began to drip with honey. "Ohh! So that tongue is capable of doing more than insulting its betters. How delightful!" She crooned and allowed me to pull my tongue back inside my mouth. "But let's see what fun I can have with your muzzle."

I'd never heard of muzzle fucking before, but I got a crash course in it then, as she wrapped both hands around the back of my head and shoved my muzzle deep into her folds. She was rough, as she thrust her sex over my muzzle, filling my mouth and nose with her pungent scent, and liquid.

She moaned and barked as her hips thrust against my muzzle again and again, coating me in her thick honey. I could barely breathe as she smothered me. I couldn't even find a place to avert my eyes. I was either assaulted with the image of her sex riding my face, the sight of her breast swaying above me or her coal black eyes and vicious sneer as she gazed down upon me in obvious joy.

It was humiliating; no matter how tightly I closed my mouth some of her managed to get in. And the smell of her would stay with me for over a week afterwards. I think at the time I was simply to shocked at what she was doing for me to feel anything else. It wasn't until she shuddered slightly and a wave of her juices damn near covered my face that it began to dawn on me that I was being used as a living sex toy by a she demon from hell.

I wanted to cry

She just sucked it all in, my horror, the after glow of her orgasm, all of it just seemed to make her happier and knowing that I'd helped, no matter how unwillingly, was just another stab and twist of the knife.

"Well enough playing around." She cooed, "Let's get down to business." The only thing keeping me from bursting into tears was the fact that she'd love to watch me bawl my eyes out. It would be like admitting victory and damn it I wasn't going to give into her, at least I hoped I wasn't

She snapped her fingers and the binding shadows lifted me into the air as her hands grabbed my pants. I think I managed a protest but she ignored it and tore my clothing from my body, exposing me to the world. Then she liked her lips like a predator spotting prey. "Yum!" she said, eyes a twinkle "Dinner!" and she took my flaccid dick into her mouth and began to stimulate it with her tongue.

I did try and block it out, mostly cause I feared what she'd do next, but any time I began to make head way in resisting her, she'd hit me with a stun blast and I was once again at her mercy. So eventually my body betrayed me and I was ready for action.

I crashed to the floor with an oof as her grasping shadows slammed me down. I did try to sit up, get my legs under me and run, but she shoved me onto my back the instant I tried it, and then she was astride me. "I saw in your mind that you're a virgin." Her obsidians eyes shone with malevolent glee. "So this means I'm your first!" something about that amused her to no end and she laughed as she squatted, hands guiding my shaft into her hungry, waiting folds. "Ohh the young ones are the best, totally unspoiled." She leered at me. "At least until I get to them." She laughed and laughed, not stopping even as she began to ride me.

If the muzzle fucking was bad this was several times worse. I'd always intended to save myself for Mrs. Right. I wanted her to have something no one else every would and this monster took my dream and my virginity from me in one fell swoop. By that point I found her completely abhorrent, every curve, every hair, they way she breathed, they way she talked, laughed and looked only made me want kill her. But I hated myself also. Every part of my body that she'd touched felt unclean, violated. I felt tainted like I'd never be clean again.

So there I lay, on my back, hands bound, face covered in her stickiness as she bounced on my shaft, her sex dragging at me as she grabbed her own breast and licked them. She purred as she road me, eyes never leaving mine as she did so. It was like she was watching my soul as each new act of debauchery took a chunk out of it. I turned away but inevitable her gaze drew me back

She brought herself to orgasm a few times before my summoning spell began to collapse. She looked away at something unseen and pouted "Aww and I was just starting to have fun." She turned back and looked down at me as her cloak of shadows formed around her shoulders once more. "Well cutie, seems our wild night of passion is at an end. But!" I glared at her in mute defiance. "I want to give you something to remember me by." As she spoke a shaft of darkness formed itself into a large spike, that she grasped and thrust into my stomach "Till next time!" she wrenched it out of my gut and blew me a kiss "Smooches!" and she faded from sight.

After she was gone I lay their bleeding from wounds both physical and mental. My head and loin were still slick with her wetness and her taste was till on my lips. I started to shudder once I was sure she was gone and then, finally, I cried.

*****

Sadly it didn't end there; she kept haunting me in my dreams. Even after I went to state college the memory of that awful night kept returning to me. I never told anyone what truly happened. I managed to clean her stickiness off of me before I went to the hospital. My story was that I'd summoned a minor imp and let it get the drop on me. I still remember the doctor's skeptical look but he didn't press the issue.

Of course I stopped practicing magic; I couldn't even look at a spell book anymore. I focused my energies on engineering instead and buried my head in books and plans for college for the rest of my high school career. But the nightmares continued.

Then they started to change

*****

I was in bed this time, lying on my back, and there was something warm and wet around my manhood. I tried to look up but the shadows were too thick to allow me a good look, all I saw was a distinctly female figure bobbing her head up and down. That's when a hand pushed me back down, it was gentle and warm and I obeyed it, eager for a pleasant dream.

One of my mementos of the demons visit was a scar from the stabbing she gave me. I distinctly remember that it throbbed in my dream, but this girl was talented at what she was doing. The sense of pleasure as her tongue worked me over rode what little pain I felt so I easily ignored it.

She released me for a moment and I felt cool air and then hot breath on my loins. Followed by a tender little tongue lapping at me tip before running itself all along my length. I think I gripped the sheets as she did this. I do know that I moaned long and low as she worked on me. Eventually that warm inviting mouth swallowed me once more.

My toes curled as she made me cum, her talented mouth clamping down on my member as I unloaded. I remember the feel of her tongue cleaning me in the darkness with long tender licks. Then she crawled forward and I saw her obsidian eyes and laughing grin.

I woke up screaming.

It went on for over a year. After that first night she returned more and more frequently. Each time different, each time more bold.

I once found myself thrusting into her tight little rear. She was on her back and my hands had lifted her hips just enough to get at her tail hole. I tried to stop, to pull out, to let go, but no matter my wishes, my body kept thrusting and she kept mewling in ecstasy. A smug superior grin and laughing eyes haunting me as I pleasured her.

Her look said that 'I am in control, and there's nothing you can do about it!'

I think the final straw, was when she hooked her leg around my neck and yanked me down into her sex, my tongue obeying her command, entering her folds to her sharp intakes of breath. "Soon, my precious one." She said between gasps. "Soon I will walk your world again and this time it will be permanent." She ran a hand threw my fur, almost tenderly. But her gaze told me the truth. "And I will make you mine and you will bow at my feet!"

I knew then that I had to get help.

I knew that the guys, Naraku, Gar, and Boomer would offer to help if I told them, but this was something way outside their league. Naraku may have been able to help, what with being infused with chaos, but his powers had always been more of a hindrance than a help and I shuddered to think of him in the hands of my personal demon.

So, I turned to the only person I knew who could help me.

*****

I found myself standing outside a small suburban home. I blinked, not entirely sure I'd gotten the right place. The last time I had talked to this person, he'd stated that he was getting an apartment, granted that was some time ago but still.

Shrugging my shoulders I stepped forward and rapped on the door. I picked this person because they were a few years older than me, and I'd always kind of looked up to them. In fact it was after he began dabbling in magic that I decided to make use of my gifts. My little run in with the demon happened after he'd gone out of state for schooling

The door opened and a 20 something Coyote stood there dressed in jeans and a white short sleeve shirt with the shoulders done in red. He smiled warmly and held out his hand. "Goure, it's good to see you!"

I took his offered hand and found myself pulled into a back slapping hug. "Hey Bobby, it's good to see you too. Though I wish it were under better circumstances." Bobby escorted me into his home which still had a number of boxes lying around from his move. "So why did you decide to get a house anyways...." My question was answered as another figure entered the front room from a side hallway.

"Well, is this the friend you've told me so much about?" Her voice was warm and friendly and she seemed to brighten the room by her mere presence. She was a collie and one I remembered well.

"You! You're the one who warned me about that book!" Bobby looked between the two of us, curiously, as recognition flashed through our faces. My voice grew quieter "Turns out I should've listened to you." A heavy frowned settler on her features and both she and Bobby shared a look.

"Well it seems you've met Sara so we'll go ahead and skip the introductions." Bobby motioned for me to sit in a nearby chair as he and Sara sat across from me on the couch. "Now tell us what's wrong."

So I did, I told them everything that happened in all it's terrible detail. My audiences' reaction was telling, Sara covered her mouth in horror, while Bobby clenched his fist so hard that I could see the white under his fur.

I finished up the tale and explained about my dreams. "So I was hoping you could tell me if this dream is some kind of sending or something."

Bobby stood and paced, just for something to do and then stopped in front of me. "I'm not going to bother telling you how stupid what you did was," His voice was as hard as steel at first but it softened as did his features "I'd say you've suffered enough for your mistake." He sighed. "I have some texts I can look into but I think it's safe to say your dream is a message from her."

I pursed my lips not liking the sound of that at all. "How? Shouldn't she be in hell where she belongs?"

To my surprise it was Sara who answered "Your summoning of her has made a connection between the two you, one that she can exploit." Sara took a deep breath and leaned forward. "It's possible that someone is bringing her into our realm once more and she is taunting you in preparation for her return."

I rubbed my temples "Great, just great." I sighed "What can I do to stop her?"

Bobby folded his arms across his chest. "She'll probably send more dreams, she might give something away during them, stay alert and make note of anything, no matter how small or insignificant." I nodded and Bobby walked over to me, and placed a hand on my shoulder. "We'll get through this, don't worry." I could always count on Bobby to give me hope.

*****

She was giving me head again that night. I entered the dream to find her licking my tip before she swallowed me. "Nng who!" I managed as she went to work on me.

She paused and looked up, one hand clutching my member. "Who what?" she asked innocently, batting her eye lashes before giving me a little lick.

I frowned trying to keep my thoughts clear. "Who's bringing you back to our realm?"

Her eyes sparkled with mirth. "You are." She said and took me in her mouth again.

I frowned and growled at her. "Like hell I am!" I snarled and she stopped. She slowly pulled her mouth off my member and crawled over on top of me and lay down, her squishy breast pressing into my chest, her sex rubbing my package as she gazed upon me with smug superiority

"You're always thinking about me, I am never far from your thoughts." She wiggled atop me. "You love me; you just don't know it yet."

I looked at her aghast "You RAPED me!" I yelled "I HATE you!!"

The force of my outburst surprised me but she took it in stride, she even shrugged. "Love and hate are two sides of the same coin." She kissed my lips. "As long as I'm in your thoughts, I. don't. care." She grinned and crawled away.

I glared at her retreating figure, but something was knawing at my mind. Something she'd said had given me an idea. She must have sensed this because she turned her rump to face me, still on all fours and lifted her white tail and wiggled her behind. "Come on! You know you want too!"

Again I felt my mind fog as she took control. I climbed to my knees and placed my shaft at the entrance to her sex and thrust in. She purred and I screamed in my mind. I was close to something, I'd almost figured it out but she'd taken it from me. I kept trying to recall it and bit by bit it began to surface. But it was slow going. The feel of her swaying body, her lewd grunts even the way she chewed her lower lip all kept making it hard for me to focus. She tried to disrupt my thoughts by having me lean over her to grope her swaying breast. My hands acting on her will to knead and pinch her. But I guess determination counts for something because as slow as it was, it did start to come to me.

She looked over her shoulder at me, mouth set in a wide grin. "Oh no you don't!' she cooed and pulled herself off my thrusting cock. "Let's see if you can concentrate with it up my plushy behind!" My hands spread her cheeks, revealing her puckered tail hole and I started to press myself into her anus.

I growled defiantly inside my head, I was close, just a little more and I'd have her, then it hit me, I knew how to beat her. She squealed in surprise as the dream shattered and I awoke to my room. I glanced at the clock. 10:00 pm good they'd still be up. I dialed Bobby's number hoping I was right.

*****

Everything was prepared. My friend and his fiancée had done everything they cold to ready me for this moment, but in the end I had to face this alone. There was no other way to beat her. Bobby and Sara promised to watch over me and assured me that if I failed, well they promised to take care of it.

Thus I found myself standing outside the warehouse I had first summoned the she bitch those few years ago. I pulled my jacket tighter around me and focused on what my friends had given me. Around my neck was a charm Sara had given me, something to protect me from shadows she said. While in my right hand I gripped some kind of rod, it held within it a portion of Bobby's power. Comforting as these things were though, the power to banish her was mine alone.

Thus armed and with me mind focused I strode towards the door and opened it.

What I found inside gave me pause. I expected hell demons to be crawling along the walls, or the wailing figures of tortured souls strapped down to tables while gleeful imps pulled at limbs and cut flesh. I did not expect a massive bed room done in shades of red and way too much satin. The place was filled with what looked like sweet candies and drinks. At the center of the room, dominating it lay a massive bed, also done in red. And dominating the bed was her.

She was dressed in red ribbons that just barley covered her naughty bits. She was lying on her stomach facing me, head cradled in her hands as she favored me with a lascivious smile. A brilliant red bow done in the shape of a heart gathered the ribbons together at her back. Her eyes however were as cold and black as before.

One hand rolled forward in a sinuous gesture and her index finger crooked, beckoning me forward. I felt the compulsion in my mind and this time I followed it willingly, which made her smile all the wider. "Finally come to your senses I see." She purred and her legs lifted at the knees to sway in the air. "It's about time."

I stopped about a foot in front of her and raised the rod in my right hand, aiming it right between her eyes. "Get out of my head." I said, voice, I hoped, calm but with underlying steel.

She giggled and leaned forward. "Threatening little old me with such a big stick." She teased. "My my chivalry is dead after all."

I ignored her mocking tone and let the runes flare in warning. It wasn't real; none of this was, because it was all happening in my mind. It took me a while to figure it out but the last dream had finally led me down the right path. No one was summoning her but me. My thoughts dwelled on the night that she violated me, and some how that called to her, gave her strength and access to me. And through me and my power she could step into the real world if I didn't stop her now. "I'm being very chivalrous." I said "I'm giving you a chance to leave before I kick you out." I noticed that much of the background area had started to grow dark

She giggled and rolled over onto her back, arms spreading to caress the satin. "Oh come now, we both know you don't have the strength for that. If you did you would've kicked me out long ago." She grinned "But you want me here, I was your first, and I left my mark on you." She rolled back to her belly and watched me with confident eyes. "And I like it here; it's nice and comfy and filled with opportunities for amusement." The shadows were swallowing more and more of the room, closing in on me.

The weapon in my hand and the charm around my neck were mental representations of the spells my friends had caste on me. So when the shadows tried to swallow me the charm glowed with a light that was wholesome and pure and they retreated with a screech. The demon looked mildly annoyed.

"Really, why must you struggle so?" She sat up on her knees in bed and the ribbons fell away revealing her in all her magnificent, malevolent glory. "You've barley tasted the power and treasures I can give you." She got up and walked over to me, body moving like a hungry predator. "I'm not asking for much." She reached for me, arms wide and inviting. "Just release me."

I blasted her with the rod and she was flung back onto the bed. "No." I said.

She came up, her cloak of shadows once more coalescing around her shoulders. "Impudent, little whelp! No one denies me and...." I nailed her again and this time she went spinning end over end to land on the other side of the bed.

I causally strolled around it, focusing my will and the charm around my neck glowed bright, forcing her construct away. The opulent room was replaced by green fields and blue sky. A place where I'd spent many of my summers as a cub, a place my mind could draw strength from. "This is my mind, and you are not welcome here." I raised the rod "Last chance to leave peacefully."

Her form shuddered as she rose to her feet, but her eyes were still defiant. "Make me mortal!" her cloaked began to rage as she tried to intimidate me, to force me back and draw power from my fear. "I guarantee that even if you succeed the scars from the struggle will last longer and be deeper than the love cuts I gave you last time!" she snarled and raised her hands, ready for a showdown.

I smiled, tucked the rod under the crook of my arm, turned, and walked away. I heard the uncertain pause as her fury suddenly died. Then a gasp as she realized what I was doing. "Don't you walk away from me! Don't you dare try to forget me!!" I paused and looked up at tree, watching as a mother bird fed her young. "You come back here and face me like a man!" She was screeching now but I paid it little heed and continued one.

She continued to hurl threats and insults but I focused my thoughts on the pleasant memory of my youth. Sara, once I'd explained my suspicion, told me the simplest way to beat her, was to realize she had no power over me. The only way to do that, the only way to have the confidence to simply ignore her was to see it for myself, thus this little trip into my own mind.

"Wait!" her voice was a whisper, desperately pleading. "I...I'll be good! I'll do whatever you want!! I'll teach you anything, I'll be your servant!! Please, I can give you so much I can satisfy any desire!! Just....don't....leave....me....." Her voice faded to silence as my grandfathers home came into view.

I sniffed the air and caught the scent of grilled hamburger and baking brownies. I paused and just enjoyed the moment before stepping through the door.

*****

I awoke to two smiling faces gazing down upon me. "Hey, I'm back" Bobby swooped down on me and pulled me into a fierce hug. Sara stood at his side, smiling at me with obvious relief and joy. "Welcome back." Bobby said

I grinned sheepishly as Bobby released me. "You were right, I had the power all along, I just never knew it."

Sara nodded. "That's the way they work, through lies and deceit. Sow fear and doubt in a mind and it can be controlled." She put a paw on my shoulder. "But once you see through the lies and learn how to stand up to them you realize they are little more than common bully's"

Bobby nodded his head in agreement. "So how do you feel?"

It was then that the sun finally crept through the window, the first rays of the day filling the room. I gazed out at it for a moment and smiled. "Whole & clean." I said simply and then turned back to my friends. "Come on, you two must be starving." I hoped off the bed and put an arm around both of them and guided them towards the door. "I know this great little breakfast place in easy walking distance." And with the past behind me and the future in front of me, I stepped out into a new day.