The Seeker, Chapter 25 by Hinny Mule

The Seeker, Chapter 25

Hinny Mule, Compassion, Demon, Demoness, Dragon, Hell, Love, M/F, Transformation

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The Seeker, Chapter 25

By William W. Kelso

Vulva leaned back in the chair and sighed, she was so very tired. Plus the chair was as uncomfortable as Hell since it was carved out of obsidian; most furniture in Hell was stone or metal, it lasted longer that way. Wood was very rare, and didn't last very long. If it didn't catch on fire something usually came along and ate it. And even with a cushion or padding stone or metal was hard, just because she was a demi-demoness didn't mean her butt and tail didn't get sore. Maybe Pet had the right idea; he just lay down on the floor, and slept there too. She envied his ability to sleep anytime, anywhere, so easily. But a chair was a big status symbol in Hell, so she put up with them. Thinking about her little dragon made Vulva realize she hadn't seen; or heard him in awhile, which was a bad sign. He was probably up to something, and he'd better not be with Carl. Where WAS the scaly little fiend anyway?

'Pet, Vulva called via their mind link, where are you??'

'Hi Mistress, I answered, I'm down at the lava pools, just wanted to make sure everything was, er, running smoothly.'

'Oh, I'll just bet you are, Vulva replied, you stay away from those fire salamanders, I have you scheduled to service a fire drake later, so don't wear yourself out!'

I looked down at the salamander I was mating with, both of us hissing in pleasure as I thrust into her, and replied.

'OK Mistress, I'll be sure to save something for the drake. Is it Vulkna?' I asked hopefully.

'Sorry Pet, but no, Vulva said, she's new. Her Master wants her bred, she's just old enough, and you're the lizard for the job.'

'Mistress, I'm a dragon, not a lizard!' I said indignantly. I mean, really!

'Yes you are my little jelly bean, Vulva said, a most big, strong, and handsome dragon. Save some for me too, I need a massage really bad.'

'Don't call me that! I said even as I hissed in pleasure, both from the incredible pleasure of mating with the salamander, and My Mistress's praise. And I'd get to give her a 'massage' later too! Oh boy!

'Pet, Vulva said, where's Lydia?'

'She's here with me Mistress' I said.

I didn't say Lydia was watching me hump the salamander, and that I was watching her mate with a large fire lizard. It didn't bother either of us at all even though we're life mates, demonkind have no sexual hang-ups like limiting ourselves to a single sexual partner. That's for stupid humans. If we find another partner we like; which we do a lot, that's just fine. Watch out buddy, she bites! I thought, as the hissing lizard sped up his thrusts. For that matter so do I, I thought, as I clamped my jaws on the back of the salamanders neck and sped up my own thrusts. She was a little smaller then I was, and nice and tight and oh...that felt so GOOD! I threw my head back and bellowed as I climaxed, the salamander giving a loud hiss of her own as my climax triggered her own. Finally I pulled out and lay down next to her, my penises nether tongue licking her cloaca; I can taste with the thing, as I ran my regular tongue over her flame covered snout, my own body wreathed in flames as well. She licked me back and we both hissed contentedly. It had been an extremely enjoyable mating. I looked over at Lydia and she was still in full swing with the hissing lizard desperately hanging on as he serviced her as she grunted in pleasure and snapped her jaws as she bucked and arched under his weight. Wow, he's really giving it to her, hang on buddy! I thought, she's nearing her orgasm and it's going to be a rough ride for the next few minutes. Thatta boy!

'Good, Vulva said, I want you and Lydia to meet me in the main breakroom as soon as you get through with whatever you're doing.'

'Yes Mistress, I replied, we'll be along as soon as Lydia finishes up.'

Then I settled back and listened to my mate bellow in pleasure as she and the lizard neared their climaxes, the lizard biting the back of her neck at the base of her head and clenching his eyes shut in agonized pleasure as they moved together, the rasping sound of their scales rubbing together really turning me on. Suddenly she threw her head back and roared, and the lizard gave a loud shrieking hiss. Bingo! I thought.

I waited politely until the lizard had dismounted from Lydia, and they had cleaned one another off with gentle licks. Finally they rubbed snouts and gave one another a last lick, then Lydia came over to me and we rubbed snouts. The fire lizard hopped in a lava pool to cool off.

"How was he my love?" I asked.

"Like a wild animal. Lydia replied with a happy hiss, I was his first fire dragon. He made me cum three times, not bad for a youngster."

"Was he as good as me?" I asked, half jealously, have jokingly.

Lydia gave me a soft swat with her tail, "Of course not silly, NO one is a good as you, why do you think I picked you for my life mate?"

"Because I make great green sulfur tea?" I replied, which got me another harder swat from her tail, and I caught her tail with the tip of mine, twining around it.

But we both knew the real reason as we locked our jaws and kissed in the way of our kind, our flaming eyes staring into one another's in pure love, for even demonic creatures such as we can love, and our love burned as bright as the fires of Vulcan's forge. We'd both been human once, but had become demonkind by being sacrificed to my Mistress and her Master. The fact we had to be damned to Hell to find one another was to me a miracle of sorts, and I wouldn't have it any other way. My Mistress and Lydia are the two loves of my life, and I count myself pretty damn lucky.

As we broke our kiss I rubbed my snout under hers and down her neck, then back up as I nibbled at her beautiful dark red scales, and she shuddered and hissed in pleasure. I know she likes that, and I also know I most certainly do too. We can do it for hours, and I so wanted to mate with her. But; reluctantly, I stopped, and said,

"Come on, Mistress wants us."

Lydia was disappointed; she loved it when her mate stroked and caressed her like that, it made her body temperature go up even higher, and when they mated! Oh, how she loved the mighty drake who was her life mate, loved the feel of his weight on her back when he took her and made her roar in ecstasy. He was fierce, brave, loyal to a fault to those he gave that loyalty too, but was also funny and kind and could be so very gentle. Just the other day he had cried when he found out one of the baby tunnel lizards had died. As they walked through the tunnels she walked as close to him as she could, and they rubbed their tails against one anothers, and/or rubbed snouts and licked each one another with hisses of affection. She swung her head over and licked one of his finned ears and nibbled at his odd mane; she loved his taste and scent, and he hissed in pleasure.

I looked around as we walked through the tunnels and caverns of Mistress Vulva's new domain. It was really different now that the grand opening party was over; it had really just kind of fizzled out after the battle with the Order of Chaos nut jobs. A few clubs and shops were open, but the patrons were few and far between. It had been a great victory, but we'd lost two of our own, and all of Hell was depressed about that. It had hit us Seekers especially hard as they had both been Seekers as well; a pair of life mates like me and Lydia, and we'd known them as our kind of demonkind are rare. It made me realize just how vulnerable we really are. Despite being immortal we can be destroyed, and when that happens there is nothing left, no body, no soul, no salvation, no afterlife. We just cease to exist except as memories in the minds of others. And that realization just made me love My Mistress and Lydia even more as the very thought of losing one of them terrorizes me.

Varna waited nervously in the 'waiting' room of Dracul's domain. After the party had rather abruptly ended; and the rather traumatic revelation to Dracul that she was NOT Varna after all; but was instead a human soul named Eddie trapped in the demoness's body, AND the subsequent wondrously traumatic mating with the incredibly handsome demon, she was waiting to see what her fate would be. She had been taken to his domain, and while not chained up anymore, and the two large vampire bat demons guarding her were courteous, but they never let her out of their sight for a second. Frankly she found their intense 'care' rather...arousing. She still hadn't gotten used to her new bodies sexual needs, and complete lack of inhibitions or morals as they were more those of an animal now then an intelligent being. She had no doubt if the demons had showed any interest in mating with her she would have lifted her tail for them in a second, but the two demons were being strictly professional. Not that they weren't interested, Varna/Eddie was quite the looker from a vampire bat demonkind point of view, but she was the Lord's mate for now, so it was claws off. But when he grew tired of her? They knew she was interested, so they could wait. But that didn't mean they couldn't look and appreciate, and she obviously enjoyed their admiring stares.

Dracul had resumed his most human form; it was easier to get work done in his office that way. Long sharp claws were; well, Hell on keyboards and other office equipment. Not to mention virtually impossible to write with. So for now he had assumed his human form, that of a darkly handsome medium sized man with all the regal poise of the king he had once been, and still was, for all the bats of Hell, both demonkind and animal, paid homage to him And he had a big quandary, and he hated those. What do with Varna? Or rather, the demoness that used to be Varna, for Varna was gone. He sighed sadly, he hadn't like her much, but still she had been one of his vassals and it was always horrible when a demonkind was dissipated and ceased to exist, and no one cared except for other demonkind. For all her faults she had not deserved that. But what of the intruder who wore her body? That soul had committed no wrong or had any nefarious intentions; he was a total innocent and a victim, and even in Hell that counted for something. Had he been a spy; or deliberately possessing Varna's body, his fate would not have been...pleasant. Most likely he would have been chained to a wall and walled up alive in a sealed tomb to hang alone in the darkness for eternity. But the idea of a human soul in a demonic beings body was...troubling. Demonkind possessed humans, not the other way around! He'd never heard of such a thing. And he had yet to figure out exactly how it had been done, it had something to do with computers he knew, but they were a new magic he did not understand. He looked at the one sitting on his desk with new respect, and a little fear. But, what to DO? And to his surprise he was having feelings for the new Varna that were somewhat disturbing, but nice. There was something about her he found intriguing; she was so unlike the females he was used to.

Lisa followed Master Vulkrebs as they flew through the burning skies of Hell, behind and slightly below him, as befitted her status as a slave. After the party became almost too morbid for even demonkind to bear he had decided to leave early and return to his domain. He'd asked Lisa; almost shyly, if she would return to work on his computer for a few more days; that was if Mistress Vulva would allow it. Her Mistress had agreed, and so she followed as he led the way. She looked at the large impressive demon; a male version of Mistress Vulva, and was glad she'd be spending some more time with him.

As we entered the main breakroom of the new domain; and talk about an improvement over the small hole-in-the-wall one back at the breeding pits, I went over to the bar and started making some tea without being told to do it. I knew My Mistress would want some when she arrived. I kind of missed the old samovar back at the breeding pits though, it was always a challenge to heat it up with my fire plume without blowing someone's head off, but at least it was interesting. The one here was automatic, but did make decent enough tea. I snooped behind the bar for some urinal cakes, but we were all out. So instead I got a box of brimstone cookies and made nice little pictures on a large plate with them and took the tea and cookies over to a table. I threw one to Lydia, and she snapped it out of the air with a quick dart of her head and a happy hiss. While we waited I lay on my back and Lydia rubbed my stomach with her claws and I lay there with my tongue hanging out and drooled in delight. Oh yeah, right there! And reflexively kicked one of my hind legs without even realizing I was doing it, yeah, that's it! Ohh, nice, yeah, don't stop!

As Mistress Vulva entered the breakroom Pet jumped up with a happy hiss and ran to her and started rubbing his head against her legs. She loved it when he did that, and gave a happy hiss of her own as she scratched the base of his horns and he made that funny little half croon/half snort sound she liked so much. The way he was acting you'd have thought she'd been gone for a month instead of just a few hours. Lydia bowed to her, and Vulva waved at the lovely dragoness.

'Mistress, I missed you!' I thought, and rubbed my head against her warm furry legs, my eyes closed in utter bliss. Just seeing her makes me feel...loved and wanted, which was all I ever really wanted in the first place. And she smells sooo nice!

"Pet, Lydia, have you seen Varna or Kraak?" Vulva asked as she sat down at the table. Tea and cookies, wonderful! Pet could be so thoughtful.

"No Mistress." I said, and Lydia added, "I saw Kraak a couple of hours ago, the last time he saw Varna was at the swarm, he said she was with Lord Dracul."

That, thought Vulva, may not be good. Varna was still very new to Hell, and even though things had gone pretty good so far the bat demoness still had a lot to learn about her/his new life. There were a lot of things that could go wrong, and this being Hell it was almost inevitable that something eventually would. She'd hoped the bat demoness would be waiting for her with Pet and Lydia, she'd sent out messengers to find her, but they'd all reported no sign of her in the domain. No, not good. If she'd left the domain she could be anywhere.

"Well, Vulva said, we need to find her, and fast. I plan on spending a few days at her domain to help her get settled in and start learning how to run things. And I want you both with me for backup in case it hits the fan. If anyone can tell she's not the same creature anymore it will be her slaves, so we have to convince them they're better off now. That shouldn't be too hard as they WILL be much better off with Eddie/Varna in charge instead of the original. Hopefully we can keep that knowledge confined to as few demonkind as possible. AND we need to have Lisa take a look at that computer of Varna's. If it that thing this once, it could do it again. Between that little complication, and running the two domains, we are going to be busy as, well, Hell.

"You need more help Mistress." I said.

"What? Vulva hissed, I have plenty of slaves!"

"Not that kind of help Mistress, you need to promote some to management positions."

"What do you mean Pet?" Vulva hissed, she didn't like to give too much power to her slaves, she preferred to run things as much as she could herself. It was safer.

I got up and rubbed my head against her legs again, "Mistress, I hissed softly, you work so hard taking care of us, and I get so worried. You need to let some of the more intelligent, and loyal, slaves help out more. You have some pretty smart ones you know, and some know computers pretty good."

"Hmmm" Vulva thought, he might have something there. She had been exhausted lately, flying back from one domain to another every few days had worn her out and made her really start to feel her age. And now she had Varna's domain to worry about too. She had little doubt as to the loyalty of her slaves, she made sure they were well treated; at least by Hell's standards, and rewarded hard work, and they in turn gave her their loyalty because they were smart enough to know they had a good deal. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement, and worked out pretty good all around. No one cared what the beasts and Imps thought, but she treated them quite well too, and punished any demonkind who mistreated any of the livestock.

Vulva knew she needed to build up a staff to run and manage her new domain. Some of the old original staff were competent, but they had never been given any real power or authority of any kind. Their former Master had used the 'beat them till they bleed' method of management, and they were too cowed to put in any significant leadership positions now. Plus she needed some demonkind managers and overseers with mining and engineering experience as part of her new domain was mining, and also a computer expert. And while she had to admit computer magic was most useful she still didn't like it much; she had a feeling the computer was smarter than she was, and knew it.

"Very well Pet, Vulva hissed, any ideas as to whom?"

That kind of caught me off guard. I knew she needed help; she really did work too much, but as to who? Wow, I'd need to think about that. I didn't hobnob much with the other 'help' as most hated my guts. It wasn't so bad now though since I'd been trying to be more of a help then a liability lately; which was easier said than done as I'm accident prone. I'm the poster child for 'Murphy's Law', and the song 'If it weren't for bad luck I'd have no luck at all' was written for yours truly. I have shit for luck.

"Well Mistress, I said, I need to think about it. But off hand, what about Randy? He's one of your other pets, and he used to be a teacher or something. Lisa told me he's good with computers, and he really hates his job. And then there's that human soul you bought from Lord Glorp to work in the legal department, he practically runs the place now. He's really sneaky, the legal demonkind like him. Even that fox demon, Great Lord Ba'al's lawyer, Sleaz E. Shyster, calls him for advice."

"Randy? Vulva said; the lizard-goat demon that works for Babs?" Yes, she knew him well, he was one of her 'pets' and had been sacrificed to her not too long after she got Pet. "I didn't know he didn't like his job, Babs says he'd good at it. And a human soul?? Hmmm, that idea is deliciously devious. It would drive demonkind crazy to have to take orders from a damned soul! I like it! Good suggestions Pet; see if you can come up with some more. We'll have to ask Lisa if she has any ideas too."

I was so proud! I'd come up with some good ideas! Maybe I wasn't totally brain dead and a total loss after all. I couldn't help myself, and preened in delight. When Lydia snickered I just glared at her; that is until she lovingly licked my snout.

Dracul finally came to a decision. He felt it would serve no purpose to bring Varna's 'condition' to the notice of any other demonkind. Hell had a fairly stable and almost stagnant social order, and any kind of disturbance was to be avoided. It was hard enough to keep the place running fairly smoothly as it was, and if the admin level had problems all the levels would suffer. Varna's domain was very important in that it produced the tools of torment for the other levels, and if she was 'deposed' the resulting struggle for control would be nasty and crippling. Though he was the de facto owner since she was one of his slaves there would be challenges from relatives and other powerful demonkind. It would lead to years of conflict and; even worse, legal arbitration in the courts of Hell, every demonkinds nightmare. So he would keep quiet for now, and hope the 'new' Varna could manage things. If she was found out he would pretend to be as surprised and outraged as everyone else. He transformed back into his bat form, and called for the guards to bring in Varna.

"Leave us; your presence is no longer required." Dracul hissed at the guards, who bowed and left. Then he looked at the vampiress with his glowing red eyes.

"Varna, what am I to do with you?" Dracul asked, but it wasn't really a question.

"Please, said Eddie/Varna, I didn't mean to cause any trouble."

"Oh, I know that". Dracul said as he got up and walked out from behind the desk.

Eddie/Varna stood still and watched as Lord Dracul approached her, and then walked around behind her. She flared her nostrils as his scent, remembering the feel of him inside of her, and her body began to respond in the manner of any demoness who desired a demon. Her musk increased and she felt herself start to fell hot as her sex became moist and sensitive, her need increasing.

Dracul stood behind her and could smell her lovely scent, and her fear. It bothered him that she feared him for some reason, and he leaned over and gently licked one of her ears, and she shuddered. He gently clasped her shoulders with his wing claws and licked her ear again, longer this time, and she turned her head and licked his muzzle, her large beautiful eyes looking into his. He had seldom enjoyed mating with a female so much before. To be sure he had mated with the 'old' Varna many times, as he did with all the demi-demoness's who were bound to his service. It was enjoyable and helped to maintain his dominance over them, plus he loved a feisty female. But it had been different this time, the new Varna intrigued and excited him. He found the scent of her fear, and growing arousal, enticing and erotic. He folded his wings and stepped around in front of her, and putting one hand on the back of her neck pulled her into a kiss as he hefted one of her large firm breasts with the other, his eyes blazing even brighter with lust, and she gave a soft hiss and kissed him back.

Varna was scared, but also aroused by the presence of the strong male. His/her human part still found it a little unnerving that he/she was so attracted to other males, but he/she was a female now after all, whether he/she liked it or not. And the instincts and needs of her new body were much more powerful than human ones. She gave a shiver when he started licking her ears, oh, that was such a turn on! Her ears were amazingly sensitive, the thin flesh full of the nerves that enabled her to hear her natural sonar and the supersonic calls of her kind. The feel of his warm wet tongue licking them was incredibly erotic and sensual, and she turned her head to lick him back, staring into his glowing red eyes and seeing burning lust, and...something else. She felt weak kneed as his strong musk increased, and when he moved around in front of her she leaned into his embrace and ground her body against his and he ran his hands over it, returning his kiss ardently, wanting him.

Dracul said softly, "I am sorry I had to hurt you at first, but I had to know. But do not worry; I will let none harm you. But we must keep this quiet, as Mistress Vulva told you; and I stress this, you must BE Varna, not only in body but in mind. She was a ruthless and depraved creature, so you must be as well, at least to a certain extent. Mistress Vulva will be a good teacher, you can learn much from her." Then he pressed his muzzle against hers, and they kissed long and hard, snarling and squeaking softly.

Varna felt a mixture of extreme relief, growing lust, and genuine affection for the male bat demon. She believed him completely when he said he wouldn't let anyone hurt her. When he kissed her she kissed him back passionately, the feel of his hands on her breasts and his warm embrace wonderful. She ran her claws through the thick ruff of fur on his chest and down t his stomach until she reached his sex, and smiled when she felt what her nose had already told her. She suddenly knew what she wanted to do, to thank him for his mercy, and because she truly wanted to. She slowly dropped to a crouch in front of him, and then began to lick his cock as she fondled and gently squeezed his large balls, and he gave a chittering squeal of pleasure, his hands holding her head gently. Opening her mouth wide she delicately guided his cock into her mouth between her two main feeding fangs. She was very careful not to bite down or make any sudden moves, and he stayed perfectly still. Her fangs were needle sharp, and the trust he showed in letting her do this was amazing as she could easily emasculate him with one quick bite.

Dracul gave soft squeaks and moans of pleasure as Varna sucked his cock, the pleasure was truly amazing. The sheer danger of having his maleness inside the mouth of a demoness who could neuter him with one bite added an element of danger that merely increased the erotic pleasure. He braced himself against the heavy desk as she slurped and sucked, licking his cock and gently kneading his heavy well filled scrotum. Every now and then one of her fangs would gently rub against his cock and he would gasp at the feeling, totally in her power. But he knew he had nothing to fear. She could be as violent as the 'old' Varna during sex as she had already proved, but she could also be incredibly tender and there was a gentleness about her he found very appealing. The 'old' Varna would have never done something like this, nor would he have let her. In fact the only time he had allowed this kind of sexual pleasure was with human females or demoness's with much less impressive dental cutlery. And of course only with those he trusted implicitly. He did not take chances with his cock for mere pleasure. He held her head in his hands and rubbed her beautiful soft ears, one of her best features, and she made muffled sounds of pleasure. And finally they reached the desired result, and he threw his head back and gave a deep snarling squeal of pleasure as he came in her mouth, his cum spurting down her throat and dripping over her lips as she sucked him dry. As his cock slid from her mouth and she stood up again he grabbed her and wrapped his wings around them both, and kissed her as hard and as long as he could, and she kissed him back just as hard, both of them snarling and squeaking in pure lust and passion. And he came to a decision.

Varna licked the hardness in her mouth, angling her head to swallow as much it as she could, the large cock sliding deep into her throat. But she didn't gag as she could breathe easily through her large nostrils despite his belly fur being pressed against her muzzle. She loved the taste and scent of him, the way he scratched her ears so gently, the feel of his hot pulsing balls in her hands. Somehow she knew what she was doing was a very special treat for him, and she worked to give him as much pleasure as possible, and succeeded quite well. His gave a guttural cry when he came, and she felt his hot cum filling her mouth and throat, and his cry went up into the supersonic range as his orgasm racked his body, and she sucked and licked him the whole time he was cumming, gently squeezing his straining balls. She swallowed as much of his rich salty cum as she could, sucking and slurping eagerly. When he stopped cumming she licked him clean, and stood up, and with a deep growl he pulled her into another embrace that made the previous one pale in comparison as they kissed, and she stared into his amazing eyes feeling nothing but love.

"Well, Vulva said, I guess that just about wraps up this little meeting. We need to round up Varna and head back to her domain for a couple of days to, hiss, get things in order there. Then back to the old domain to check on things and figure out which staff we can spare. We'll leave Carl in charge here for now, it seems once he has some responsibility he seems to be less inclined to, hiss, cause trouble. I must admit he did do a good job with security, even if he was a little bit too enthusiastic."

"Told you so Mistress." I said smugly. Carl could be a pain, but he could be an asset too.

"Whaddaya want, a cookie?" Vulva hissed in amusement at Pets pleased look.

"Oh, yes please, Mistress!" I said happily, and was rewarded with not one, but TWO, cookies! Oh, yum! I gave one to Lydia of course, and she gave me a 'thank you' lick. Oh joy!

Then I took off to find Carl and tell him the news. He was inspecting a squad of security troops when I found him.

"Carl, I said, Mistress Vulva told me to leave you in charge of the domain while we're gone. I told her you'd do a good job, so don't let me down! Don't invade Lower Heck or Valhalla or anything, promise?"

Carl smiled, and hissed in amusement, "But of course meine kleine Eidechse, you can trust me. And I also owe you a great favor for what you did for me. You are a true friend, and I have not many of those."

"Well, I said, you'd have more if you stopped trying to blow them up. But what do you mean?"

"Ach, surely you have not forgotten, Carl said, the little demoness? She has become quite friendly all of a sudden. It is very nice; I am not practiced with the females. She knows things I do not, what she can do with her tongue! Es ist höchst wunderbar! All this I owe to you my friend."

"Well, we dudes got to stick together. I replied, and it was no big deal, glad to help out."

"To you maybe not a big deal, but to me a different matter, Carl said seriously. I do not forget this."

"Just don't start World War Three Carl, that's all I ask." I said.

"Ach, but it would be so much fun!" Carl hissed in amusement.

I just gave him that 'don't you dare!' look, and said, "By the way, have you seen Mistress Varna?"

"She is not here, Carl replied, she left with Lord Dracul shortly after you left to do battle. If you like, I can ckeck again to be sure."

"No, I said, that just verifies what we heard from other sources. If she shows up tell her Mistress Vulva wants to see her ASAP."

"ASAP? Card said, I know not this word."

"It's short for 'As Soon as Possible'." I replied.

"Ach so! Carl said, I must say I love your American fondness for such acronyms, FUBAR, now that it is a good one! But yah, if I see Mistress Varna I will inform her of Mistress Vulva's desires."

About that time I heard My Mistress calling me via our mind link. 'Pet, your afternoon 'appointment' is here; she's waiting for you at the lava pools. Have fun my little jelly bean stud.'

'Yes Mistress, I responded, and don't call me that!'

"Well, I said to Carl, just got paged. Must dash, tidily pip-squeak! Cheerio!"

Carl said to himself as the large dragon trotted off. "Amerians, aber sie gewannen den Krieg? Es ist ein Rätsel."

When they finally broke their fervent embrace Dracul had to take several deep breaths to recover, and from Varna's pants she was doing the same. He put a claw under her chin, and she lifted her head to look at him.

"Lovely one, Dracul said, we must leave now to return to Mistress Vulva's new domain before she leaves. It is important she know this new...development. We will need to discuss the best course of action with her, though I am sure she will agree as basically I am endorsing what she had already decided. That does not mean I am happy though, her subterfuge is a severe affront to my honor. But I do understand her reasoning. But still, I must confront her and let her know of my displeasure, and she must make compensation, but I will not be unreasonable. Do you understand why I must do this?"

Varna did understand, she knew enough from her short time in Hell to know that demonkind valued their personal honor; or what they perceived as honor, very highly. An affront could not go unchallenged. But she was sad she'd gotten her best friend in this horrible and confusing; but sometimes strangely wonderful, place in trouble.

"Lord Dracul, she said, let me make the compensation, Vulva did it more to help me then for any other reason, she expected to gain nothing. If anyone is responsible, it is I, not her."

"A noble sentiment my dear, Dracul said approvingly, but she knew the risk she took. It was her decision, so she must be held responsible. But I am impressed, you understand us better then you may think. Now come, as much as I wish to hold you in my embrace even longer, we must be away. Fortunately it is not that far."

As they left his inner sanctum Dracul dismissed the guards, who bowed and left with grins on their muzzles. They'd heard their Masters cries of pleasure, and envied him the attentions of the lovely vampiress. As they left the domain and took flight Varna took up formation in her designated spot, and felt strangely happy in spite of the circumstances. As they flew through the air she took more than one look at Dracul, and found him looking at her a few times as well, which pleased her a great deal. She gave a happy shriek, and Dracul chuckled and added his own call to hers. Why not? Flying was sheer joy and freedom. He did a loop and she cried out in appreciation, and soon they were weaving around one another, each trying to outdo the other with fancy acrobatics as they swooped and dived, banking and rolling, and Dracul couldn't remember the last time he'd had so much fun. She was so graceful and he just loved to watch her, and the more he watched her beautiful body the more his lust and desire for her grew until it became unbearable.

Varna was surprised when Dracul suddenly flared and partially folded his wings and dropped towards the ground far below, she knew they were nowhere near either of Vulva's domains. But she partially folded her own wings to bleed off lift and followed him in a tight spiral. He landed on top of a large rocky outcrop at the edge of a sea of sand, and with a flare and snap of her wings she set down lightly beside him.

Dracul waited for Varna to land, admiring her grace. Like all their kind she was a natural born flier. While not as fast; or strong, a flier as say, a dragon or bird, they were nimble and maneuverable, and could seldom be out flown. And none could fly through the caverns and narrow canyons like they could. As soon as she landed he grabbed her, and pulling her to him he kissed her long and hard, and though a little startled she quickly responded just as passionately. He could not wait any longer; he had to have her now. His lust had only grown; the memory of her tongue and mouth around his cock was just too strong. When they broke their brutal 'kiss' he gave a deep snarling hiss, and she knew what he wanted. She gave a softer submissive hiss, and turning dropped to all fours and presented herself for him. He mounted her with a shrieking squeal of lust, leaning forward and locking his wing claws on her own wings leading edges, and lunged in to her until he hilted, and then fucked her as hard and fast as he could. It was a purely animal mating; there was nothing civilized or intelligent about it.

As soon as Varna folded her wings Dracul had grabbed her, and kissed her hard and with incredible passion, and after only a seconds hesitation she returned his kiss, both growling and chittering in lust. And when he broke their embrace and snarled at her she knew she wanted him, more then she'd ever wanted anyone before, as a human male or a demoness. But by then very little of her humanity or intelligent awareness of any kind remained as a feral lust numbed and pushed those feelings deep into her mind. The demoness had awakened in response to the demon lusting after her, the heady scent of his lust and desire for her awakening her own demonic lust and it would not subside again until he had satisfied their needs. With a hiss she spun around and dropped to all fours, and he instantly mounted her as she partially unfolded her wings and braced herself, lifting her tail in invitation. He took her brutally, with no tenderness or gentleness, which was exactly what she wanted. Had he been less then totally domineering she would have fought him and done her best to hurt him. But she was more than happy with this male's attentions as he serviced her, his strong male musk heady, the feel of his weight on her back, of his wiry muscular body rubbing against hers, and the feel of his fangs in her neck as he mated with her drove her into a frenzy, and she added her own shrieks of lust and pleasure to his. And as she vocalized her bestial ecstasy she looked out over the burning desert of Hell and realized just how beautiful it was in its sheer horrible starkness, and knew she belonged here now, and at that moment Eddie accepted what he was now, Eddie was gone and only Varna remained.

As the two great demonkind mated their scent and the sounds of their pleasure disturbed a swarm of Hell bats roosting in a nearby small cave. The large bats were feral; of the same kind tamed and used for messenger service, but they recognized their kin, and taking flight they poured out of the cave and circled the two lovers in a swirling spiral of shrieking, squeaking bats, and the two responded with even louder calls of their own as they acknowledged their smaller cousins.

It had been a long time since Dracul had experienced such intense lust and desire to mate with a female, and he did his best to retain some control so he could make the fantastic mating last longer and enjoy it even more, but it was hard, so very hard. Her sex was hot and wet, slick, and her powerful vaginal muscles clenched and stroked his aching cock, and he felt he would explode every time he thrust and hilted. But he held back, shrieking in agonized lust, wanting to give her as much pleasure as he could, wanted to satisfy her as much as himself. As they mated a swarm of Hell bats arrived and began circling them, their own scents of arousal growing and increasing his own even more. They recognized him as their Lord and Master and had come to pay homage, and he called back to them. Finally, when her scent and sounds told him she was near he let himself go, completely submerging in the pleasure she was giving him. When he climaxed he gave a shriek of release that was more like a roar, her shriek as loud as his. As he kept thrusting into her he reared with his arms raised and wings spread and roared as the bats swirled around him with shrieks and squeaks of adoration before returning to their roost to consummate their own arousal in a frenzy of lust.

Varna was almost passing out from the unbearable lust and pleasure her mate was giving her, his hardness deep inside of her felt so wonderful, and it was so very right she was giving herself to him, completely and without hesitation as she submitted to the dominant male. She was vaguely aware when the Hell bats arrived, and soon the scent of pheromones filling the air increased even more, and she answered their cries of passion and arousal with her own cries of ever increasing pleasure. When he finally reached release his own climax triggered hers, the feel of his hot cum filling her setting her off in a series of small orgasms that quickly built to a monumental explosion in her loins and mind as she experienced her first true orgasm as a feral demoness, and the intensity overwhelmed her as she gave in to the seemingly endless waves of pleasure. She turned and watched as he acknowledged the homage the swarm of circling bats was paying him, his wings spread and arms raised as he shrieked in pleasure, and she felt total awe as she added her own cries of adoration to theirs as she came and came, adoration for her Master and love for her mate. And she knew that this mating had been different, special, and their relationship would never be the same.

Dracul watched as the swarm of bats departed, he so loved his little ones, envied them their true freedom. Then he looked down at Varna, who crouched at his feet, her eyes wide and glowing brightly as she looked over her shoulder. He bent over and grasped her shoulders and started slowly and powerfully thrusting again as she squealed in pleasure and their second mating was as gentle and tender as their first had been brutal and bestial. As they reached their climax she gave sobbing squeals of ecstasy, and dismounting he took her hand and pulled her upright, and asked,

"You never need to bow to me again my love, for my mate is my equal. Will you be my life mate? Spend eternity at my side? Make me the happiest, luckiest, demon in Hell?"

Varna just gaped for a few seconds, and then threw herself into the embrace of her lover and mate with a happy squeal. Her mind seethed with emotions, but the one most dominant was her love for this fearsome, magnificent, beast.

Dracul buried his muzzle in her warm fur as he hugged her. He was amazed he had finally found a life mate, in all time he existed he had never been this attracted to a demoness, but as soon as he had met her, had coupled with her for the first time, he'd somehow known. Perhaps it was because she was so different; she almost had an air of innocence about her that he found appealing, it awakened a need in him to protect her. But whatever the reason he was happier then he could ever remember being in thousands of years.

As Dracul landed in front of the door to Vulva's new domain Varna landed next to him. She no longer had to follow a short distance behind him as befitted her new status as his life mate, she was now his equal though not a Lord; or in her case, a Lady. Still, she would be rendered the same respect he received once the word got out she was his mate and consort. She had better be, or else he would show his displeasure personally. He licked her muzzle while she squeaked softly, and then he had to turn his attention to less pleasant matters.

As he passed through great gates of the portal and into the domain Dracul ignored the guards, who; wisely, jumped aside to allow him entry. Varna close behind he stopped a few demonkind; who bowed and rendered him appropriate homage, until he found one that knew the whereabouts of Mistress Vulva. With a hissing snarl he quickly headed towards her office.

Vulva looked up as Lord Dracul; followed by Varna, entered her office. She rose to greet him, and started to say something when he suddenly vaulted over the table and slammed into her, and before she could react was pinned under his weight with his fangs around her neck. She gave an enraged hiss, but was helpless.

Varna cried out, "Vulva, I'm sorry, he knows! I had to tell him! I'm so sorry! Please don't hurt her!"

Dracul hissed through his fangs, his voice muffled but understandable.

"Mistress Vulva, how DARE you conceal such a thing from me when it affects one sworn to my service! HISSSSSSS! It is within my right to have you brought before the Court of Hell for judgment and punishment! This is a most grave breach of trust, and it could have a direct effect on ALL of us!"

Vulva writhed and snarled back, she did not readily submit to ANYone, even a Lord, in her own domain. She was enraged, though she did understand his reaction and acknowledged his right to feel affronted. With a hiss, she said,

"Lord Dracul, I only did what I felt was best! Surely you realize the effect such news of a demoness possessed by a mortal could cause! Release me at once!"

Carl stepped back out of sight, he had seen, and heard enough. He had followed the obviously incensed demon Lord as he had swept through the security checkpoint as he had sensed something was not right. Now he knew he had to take word to Pet; let him know that his Mistress was in danger. He owed it to his friend. He knew Pet was in the fire demonkind lava chambers, and took off at a rapid run, his long sinuous strides covering great distances in an amazingly short time as like all bipedal reptile demonkind he was swift. He resembled a red raptor more than anything else, as did all bipedal Hell Lizards.

I was on my way back to My Mistress's office; after servicing the female fire drake which had been lovely, when Carl came loping around a corner and ran right into my chest, much to the surprise of both of us. Since I was now much larger he simply bounced off and went tumbling, but was on his feet again in a flash. He was clearly very upset about something, and hissed,

"Schnell ist Ihre Herrin unter Angriff!"

"Whoa, slow down Carl, I said. Say, you haven't been tipping back a bottle of the 'Tears of the Damned' again, have you?"

"Nein, nein! No, I am sorry, Mistress Vulva, she needs you!"

With a loud roar I dropped back onto all fours and charged past Carl, who followed but was soon left behind. Having four legs can make a big difference in a foot race, and I can be fast when I want to be. I tried to contact My Mistress via our mind link, but receive only an impression of rage and anger, and with a bellowing shriek I increased my speed. 'Mistress, I thought, I'm coming!'

Dracul bit harder, and hissed, "Submit!"

"Never, not in my own domain!" Vulva hissed back, and then squealed as he bit down even harder.

Varna was absolutely mortified, and she leaned over the desk in indecision. She didn't know what to do! "Stop it! Please!" She screamed.

I took in the scene in one glance as I burst into the office, My Mistress was down on the floor, a large demon crouched over her with his fangs around her neck, and Varna was shrieking in terror. With an enraged roar I threw myself on the demon; no holds barred, and we bowled over in a thrashing roaring tangle of flailing claws and flapping wings, each trying for the best hold to pin the other. I had the advantage in size, but he was incredibly strong and probably more than my match, but I also had an advantage in that I was defending My Mistress and willing to die doing it. Not caring what happens to yourself can give you an incredible edge in combat, and my body was wreathed in flames as my demonic rage kindled and all intelligent thought disappeared as a single desire; and need, took over. The intense desire to destroy my adversary in defense of My Mistress at all costs; and I would let nothing stop me. I didn't even feel the tears his claws made in my tough scaly hide; or the chunks his fangs tore out of my body, and in return I savaged him, my own claws and fangs doing terrible damage as we tore at one another in a near mindless frenzy. I wanted to use my fire plume, but couldn't at such close quarters, and I dared not let him disengage from me long enough to cast a spell, so I held on trying to find his neck with my fangs even though it was like holding onto a elemental force.

"NO, NOOO!! Pet, Dracul, STOP!" Varna shrieked, beside herself in fear for her mate and good friend both. "Vulva, do something! They'll kill one another!"

Vulva rose shakily to her feet, dazed by Draculs unexpected attack, and then the sheer ferocity of Pet's response as he'd slammed into them and ripped Dracul from her back. Blood dripped from her bitten throat, and dripped through her fingers as she held onto the side of her desk for support. She blinked as she watched the battle raging in front of her, still not quite sure what had happened, but then Varna's frantic pleas finally got through to her.

"Varna, Vulva croaked, I can't do it alone! I'll take Pet, you take Dracul, they're in full demonic frenzy, we have to separate them or they WILL fight until one is destroyed! This is a death match!"

Vulva staggered towards the battling demons, their blood staining the floor around them as it dripped and flowing from the horrible wounds both of them bore. Pet was getting the worst of it, but showed no signs of faltering as he roared in defiance and tore at his enemy, and her heart skipped a beat in fear, if anything happened to him! She circled the conflict, looking for an opening.

Varna approached the roaring shrieking demons close behind Vulva, and like her looked for an opening, an opportunity to interfere. She was terrified, but also determined to stop this insanity. Neither demon would yield to the other; she knew that; they had to break this up before one fell to the other.

Finally Vulva saw her chance as they parted for a second, each maneuvering for advantage, fangs bared as they hissed and snarled at one another. With a mighty leap she threw herself on Pet, grabbing him around his neck, out of reach of his deadly fangs, and out of the corner of her eye saw Varna throw herself on Dracul and pin him with a head lock. Good girl, she thought, even as both demons went berserk and she had to fight to hang on.

Pet bucked and reared under Vulva, lifting her off the floor as he bellowed in rage and his single minded desire to get back at the other demon, raking his claws across her back, but she held on determinedly as he reacted to what he saw as an attack by a new opponent. His strength amazed her and it was all she could do just to hold on.

"PET! Vulva screamed; in her mind as well, PET, stop it, it's your Mistress! I order you to STOP! PET, PLEASE, I LOVE YOU!"

Varna held on to Dracul as he spun in a circle trying to get at her. She dug her claws into his sides pinning his wings, but knew she wouldn't be able to hold on for long against his terrible fury, and that if he got free would attack the dragon again, and no doubt Vulva as well who would go Pet's aid. She pressed her muzzle against his shoulder and licking his ear, and said softly,

"It's me my love, please, you must stop this. Do it for me, please. I love you so very much; you are all that matters to me. Please, for me!"

I shook my head and blinked, 'Mistress?' I stopped trying to get at whoever was holding onto my neck as I heard My Mistress's voice, both with my ears and in my mind. With shock I realized I had been trying to hurt her in my battle frenzy; and that more than anything calmed me down. And as the red haze of my demonic rage faded and the roaring flames in my eyes dwindled my terrible injuries caught up with me, and with a squeal I collapsed. 'Mistress!' I cried in my mind as everything went dark, and the last thing I heard was her telling me she loved me.

Dracul tried to tear the attacker on his back off, but it held on determinedly, and instead of claws or fangs tearing into his body he felt instead a soft warm caress on his ear, and heard a voice he dimly recognized. He paused and took a deep breath, blinking his eyes as the glow in them faded somewhat. "Varna?" he asked, a little confused. He saw that his opponent, a large red dragon, had collapsed and Vulva was sitting next to him holding his head in her lap. Had he won? He wasn't sure, his opponent had been incredibly fierce and he was badly hurt. He was not even sure why they had been fighting. With a tired sigh he leaned back against Varna and let her hold him in her embrace, her calming scent washing over him as she gently licked his ears and made soft concerned crooning sounds.

Carl entered a few seconds later, a squad of fully armed security demons at his back, all larger than normal, each a battle trained veteran. He was bound and determined things would not get out of hand; Lord or no, the security of this domain had been entrusted to him, and he would not shirk that duty. The fact he was bound to Lord Dracul would make no difference, not in this case. For all his faults dedication to duty was not one of them. He took in the situation quickly, and relaxed. It would appear the worst was over. But he could tell there had been a mighty battle, the place was wreaked and blood splattered the floor and steamed in small puddles. At his signal the security detail spread out along the wall, warily eyeing the exhausted combatants.

Vulva looked up at Lord Dracul, tears streaming from her eyes, and said,

"I yield, damn you! Just don't hurt my Pet anymore!"

Vulva lowered her head and started licking Pets battered head, crooning and talking to him softly, he was hurt badly; there were great rips and tears in his hide from which his molten blood leaked in slow rivulets, burning holes in the floor where it dripped. His wings were in tatters and at least one also looked like it was broken. From the angle of his head and a horrible wound torn in his neck she feared his neck might be broken, and/or vertebrae crushed as she could see bone in the great gash. All for her, he'd almost killed himself protecting her by attacking a foe many times more powerful. Stupid dragon, stupid brave dragon, he'd been so magnificent in his rage. Crying, she kept gently licking his head and snout as he struggled for breath. "I'm here Pet, I'm here my little jelly bean."

Dracul was healing fairly fast, but wounds inflicted by a fire drake were not normal ones and it would take time even for him. He realized now what had happened, and wished it could have been avoided, but he'd had no choice but to defend himself against the ferocious attack. He could not remember the last time he had been so savaged by an opponent. And he admired bravery very much.

"Mistress Vulva, Dracul said, we will discuss this matter later, for now you must attend to your familiar. I would suggest you get him to nearest lava pool."

Lydia had heard the roars of combat from quite some distance away, and had recognized her mate's battle cry instantly, and come at a run. When she entered the office and saw Pet she let out a shriek of rage and ignited her fire plume, and crouching began to menace Lord Dracul as he reeked of her mates blood and the sharp acrid scent of demonic rage, slowly approaching him hissing, flaming drool slobbering from her fangs as she prepared to go to the defense of her mate and her Mistress. And a dragoness in defense of her mate is a truly terrible thing.

With an answering hiss Varna moved between Dracul and the dragoness, she knew he was too weak to fight off another attack from so formidable an opponent. If the dragoness breathed fire she would take the blast.

"Lydia, NO, Vulva ordered, the matter is resolved! Come, help me, we need to get him to the lava pools! HISSSS!"

Lydia looked from Varna and Dracul to Mistress Vulva, undecided, but finally gave a final hiss of warning, and ran to her mate's side. She shrieked again as she saw just how badly he was injured, saw the boiling blood pooling under him, the shattered bone showing through his torn hide.

"Carl! Vulva hissed, I need your troops help! Help me lift him."

"Ja, sofort. Detail schnell!" Carl snapped, his troops leaping into action.

As they carried/dragged the heavy unconscious dragon through the tunnels other demonkind joined them without being asked until he had been lifted up and they were moving fairly quickly. Two security troops cleared the way, and as they arrived in the lava cavern all the non fire demonkind had to turn him over to his own kind as they could not enter such an inferno. Vulva stayed with him however as being a demi-demoness she could endure the extreme heat, at least for awhile.

Dracul sat down in Mistress Vulva's chair and rested his forehead on his hands, his elbows on the desk, they were about the only things in the office that had not been destroyed during the battle. Varna stood behind him, massaging his shoulders and licking his ears, giving soft squeaks of concern, both for him and Pet. She had been utterly appalled by what had happened, it was all her fault. And as she thought about that she started to cry. Her good friends, and her mate, they had all been hurt because of her.

Dracul looked up when he heard Varna crying, and concerned he turned in the chair and pulled her into his lap.

"What is it my love?" he asked.

"It's all my fault, Varna sobbed, if it wasn't for me and this stupid situation none of this would have happened! You're hurt, Pet's hurt, Vulva's hurt, all because of ME!"

"But, Dracul said, if this hadn't happened I never would have found you. And it is NOT your fault; I should have known Vulva's familiar would have acted in her defense. I let my honor cloud my vision. I should have been more...civilized in how I handled this." He gently licked her muzzle, and then held her when she started crying even more.

Lydia slipped into the hottest lava pool in the cavern; it was a seething churning cauldron of white hot rock, great bursting bubbles of gas welling to the surface with loud explosions as the gasses ignited from the intense heat. The other fire demonkind passed Pet to her, and she held him as he sank into the molten rock until only his head remained above the surface, and he gave a weak shrill cry of pain as the soothing heat began to soak into his wounds. Several other fire demonkind also dived into the pool to help support his body, holding him steady in the heaving churning lava. Vulva, unable to enter the lava, paced near the shore, her face dry as any fresh tears evaporated instantly, and already her fur was starting to char and smolder in places, but she refused to leave yet, but finally she did when Lydia begged her too. But she only left because she could tell Pet was already starting to recover. As she walked back towards her offer; Carl and his troops at her back, she started to snarl and gave a long enraged hiss. This was NOT over. Lord or not, he had affronted her own honor AND badly wounded her Pet.

Carl looked worriedly at one of his senior demons, who raised its own eyebrows in worry. They could both scent the rising anger in Vulva's musk, smell her own rage growing. If she attacked Lord Dracul they would be hard pressed to break it up, if they even could.

"Ah, Mistress Vulva, Carl said, my troops and I are of course at your disposal, but may I remind you, you did yield to Lord Dracul. Müssen wir vorsichtig sein, ja?"

Reluctantly Vulva slowed down to allow herself to cool off, in more ways than one. Damn him, Carl was right. She had yielded, which meant so long as Dracul remained in her domain this time he was basically dominant, and legally she must accept him as her Master. She didn't like it, not at all. But being submissive was one thing, being cooperative was another entirely. And if she felt he exceeded his rights she would rip his head off and hand it to him with a smile. She'd done it before.

As Vulva swept into her office she was surprised to see Varna sitting in Dracul's lap while they kissed. As they entered Varna leaped up with a squeak, and stepped back. Something weird was going on. Vulva approached the desk and bowed, as did Carl and his squad.

"Lord Dracul, I am at your disposal.' Vulva hissed.

Dracul motioned for them to rise, and asked, "How is your familiar? I hope he is not badly injured, I know he certainly chewed me up and gave as good as he got."

"He is healing Lord Dracul", Vulva replied, and then she narrowed her eyes and took a closer look at the demon lord. He wasn't lying, he too was badly injured, the tears and rips in his own hide and wings had barely started to heal, and she knew how serious a fire drakes bites could be. Varna stood behind him licking some of his worst wounds. "Lord Dracul, is there anything I can do, I can send for a healer?" Vulva asked in genuine concern.

"Not really, Dracul said, I heal quickly, but thank you for the offer. Some green sulfur tea would be nice though, I am thirsty."

Carl hissed a command, and one of his troops clicked his heels and left to fetch the refreshments. Then he dismissed the rest, but stayed himself, keeping watch from the doorway.

"Ah, Vulva, Dracul said softly, did you truly believe I would not see through your and Varna's deception? And tell me, can we trust this lizard demon? He is one of mine, but if you prefer he leave I have no objections." And he indicated Carl with a nod of his head.

Vulva looked at Carl through narrowed eyes, but said, "Yes, we can trust him, he is a friend of Pets and his word is good."

Carl stiffened and straightened his tunic, pleased. And yes, the dragon was his friend, one of very few.

"Very well, Dracul said, I will trust your judgment. But this is a grave breach of trust, did you truly think I would not notice that a demoness who has been in my service for so long had changed so dramatically?"

"Lord Dracul, Varna is, was, my cousin. The one who occupies her body now was a victim of Varna's own stupidity. I did not think exposing her to possible punishment would serve any purpose. It was not done for any gain on my, or her, part. She was such a recluse; and so unpopular, we had hoped to conceal it until we had more time to think things out. I fear the party was our undoing."

"Yes indeed, I first noticed something was amiss when I mated with her during the swarm. I had mated with the old Varna many times over the centuries, and while I did not love her she was still one of my own, and I shall miss her despite all her failings. She was quite a, shall we way, energetic lover which I found quite exhilarating. But the new Varna is...different in more ways than I can describe."

Vulva narrowed her eyes, there was definitely something here she was missing, or not understanding. Well, now to find out how much this was going to cost her.

"My Lord Dracul, Vulva said, I have yielded, what is it you wish in atonement for my transgression against your honor? Hissssss."

"I have given it much thought, and under the circumstances I want, nothing." Dracul replied.

Of all the things she was expecting that was not one, and Vulva was shocked to say the least, and more puzzled than ever.

"My Lord, I'm afraid I don't understand." Vulva said honestly.

"In view of the unexpected conflict with your familiar; who was only doing his duty, I am waving any physical reparations. That; and the fact that if this had not happened I would not have found my life mate. Varna had consented to become my consort."

OHO! Vulva thought, she should have figured that out on her own. The way Varna was doting on Dracul, their scents, now that she had been told it was so very obvious.

"You are gracious my Lord, Vulva said, let me be the first to congratulate you. I am glad for you and Varna; she will need a strong protector. But what of her domain? She will still need to manage it, at least so far as putting competent demonkind in charge."

"Yes, Dracul said, that is very important. Let us keep her 'condition' secret as you had intended, I cannot fault that reasoning, and also that she is to be my consort. As you say she is 'new' here, and has much to learn. Because of my position I cannot give her the time and attention she needs no matter how much I desire to, so I will leave that up to you. This is all I ask, that you sponsor her 'acclimation' to her new life."

"But of course Lord Dracul, Vulva replied, it will be my privilege. But now I must see to my familiar, do you mind if I excuse myself."

When Dracul nodded his head Vulva turned and left the office, followed closely by Carl. As soon as they were out of sight she stopped, turned to Carl, and said,

"What you have heard goes no farther, hissss, do you understand this? Both myself and your Lord would be most...displeased otherwise."

Carl bowed, and said, "Of what do you speak Mistress Vulva?"

Vulva smiled; her tail lashing. "Good, very good, you DO understand. I may have a job offer for you, if Lord Dracul will agree. I will call for you later. For now make sure Lord Dracul and Varna are not disturbed so long as they remain in my office."

"Ja, es wird gemacht warden, Mistress Vulva".

When I woke up boy did I feel like shit, as in completely and totally crappy. Now I think I know what a squirrel feels like when it gets run over by a truck and flattened. Every part of me ached, but the lava felt wonderful, I could feel the heat and the power it gives my kind of demonkind soaking into my battered body. I realized someone was holding me, and from the scent knew it was Lydia. With a hiss of pain I turned my head; man my neck hurt, and licked her muzzle, and she squealed in relief and licked me back. There were some other demonkind there as well, and I realized they were holding me up so I didn't sink in the lava. I was too weak to even support myself.

"Lydia, I hissed, what happened? I don't feel so good."

"That's what you get for picking a fight with a Lord!" Lydia hissed.

And then I remembered! "MISTRESS!" I bellowed, and struggled to get up and out of the lava, but I was too weak and they held me down easily. "Lydia, I must go to My Mistress!" I begged.

"No need my love, everything is OK. Mistress Vulva if fine; thanks to you." Lydia crooned as she licked my snout. "You were magnificent my love."

"Are you sure?" I asked, still worried. Using my mind link I called Mistress Vulva, 'Mistress, are you all right?'

'Yes Pet, Vulva answered, I'm on my way there right now. You just take it easy for now, you were really roughed up.'

An' how, I thought, but did as I was ordered and sank back into the lava. Man that felt good! Next time I'd take on Great Lord Ba'al instead, he'd probably just kill me and get it over with. Boy did I hurt, all over.

Vulva entered the lava cavern, and when she got to the lava pool told all the other demonkind to leave; except for Lydia, after first thanking them for their help and saying drinks at the bars of their choice were 'on the house' for the rest of the day. They responded with big smiles; and respectful bows, before they departed.

Vulva couldn't enter the lava; it was far too hot even for one such as herself, so she sat on the edge and pulled Pets head into her lap and scratched the base of his horns and he made that little crooning noise she loved so much.

"Pet, Vulva said, what am I going to do with you? What were you thinking, attacking a Lord?!"

"But Mistress, I replied, I had to protect you! It's what I do."

"Yes, Vulva said, but a Lord? It was a battle you couldn't win my little jelly bean."

"I don't care if it was Big "L", no one touches My Mistress without her permission when I'm around!" and I punctuated it with a deep hissing growl. "And don't call me that!" I added.

Vulva bent over his battle scarred head, and licked him on the end of his snout. "No one has ever fought for me like that before, she hissed softly, thank you my brave protector, my fierce guardian." And she licked him again, long and slow.

"You don't have to thank me Mistress." I replied, happy as could be.

"I know Pet." Vulva said, and hugged his head while he keened in pleasure.

"Mistress, I asked, what's the deal with Lord Dracul? Why did he attack you anyway? I thought you two were friends."

"Well Pet, Vulva said, he found out about Varna."

"Oh crap." I hissed, no wonder he was pissed.

"Oh crap indeed, Vulva said, but it could have turned out much worse than it did. But partly because of your gallant attack he let us off lightly."

I preened a little bit, I'm 'gallant' I thought, I liked the sound of that. "What happened, Mistress?" I asked.

Vulva chuckled, "Well Pet, it turns out Lord Dracul is rather smitten with the 'new' Varna."

"Smitten? I said, is that like 'smacked', did he attack her too? What a creep, beating up females!"

"What? Vulva hissed, NO Pet, it means he's in love with her."

"You're kidding, right? I said, I mean, he knows Varna is a he, she, is, well, I mean, was a dude?"

"Oh yes Pet, Vulva said, but you must admit 'he' is all female now, and quite the looker by bat standards."

"Yes Mistress, she is quite pretty, I admitted. Well, I guess as long as they like one another that's the main thing. More power to them."

"Yes indeed Pet, Vulva agreed, more power to them."

I certainly hope it works out for them both, Vulva thought; it's so hard for creatures like us to find another who can truly love us despite what we are, even among our own kind. She scratched Pets head again and listened to him croon, and thought, and I'm one of the lucky ones.

The End

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