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The Demon Warden, chapter 4

"The svelk fort is taken over by humans. The svelks are on the island living by the temple, which is far away the horizon."

"No problem, I can fly." Tarnisator focuses his thoughts on his back and his dragon wings spawn. They are two large bat-like wings adorned with several bone spikes at the joints. The skin is covered by dragon scales with a larger pattern size than on the rest of his body. The front side scales are crimson red like his chest, the back side is black to match his back.

The demon stretches his wings, feeling the sensation of his muscles running through the large wingspan. "It's been a while since I took flight," he says, staring down at the svelk in his hand, "This might spin more than usual."

"You will not drop me, beast," the svelk barks.

The beast-like demon aims at the horizon and leaps forward with his wings. He flaps them hard, getting lift and speeding forward with the wind. Tarnisator's skin color suits flying at dusk. The underside of his chest and tail is as crimson red as the sky. The back of his body is entirely black, which makes him harder to spot at night. In broad daylight, Tarnisator would stand out for his massive form and in the sky, he would be a visually striking flying target.

The demon's wingspan catches the wind, and catches a draft, flying forward faster than any bird could fly. With large wings and good conditions, he covers hundreds of miles in a few hours.

"The temple island is located far from here, beast. It's-" The svelk is interrupted by a squeeze on his waist.

"Call me master, svelk scum." The dragon demon says while flying toward the sunset.

"Yes, yes, master," he says.

"Now tell me of the temple island."

"You can't miss it, master. It's by miles the largest landmass on the horizon."

"I hope this isn't a trap, svelk scum." Tarnisator growls as he glides his wings through the wind. "If it is, you'll be the first to go."

They continue the flight in silence for almost a day. On the horizon, the demon sees a large mass of land larger than the rest. The svelk on his grip squirms in fear. "That's it! That's it! Please, master! Land on the island and let me go. I'll even give you supplies!"

The demon grunts as he hovers over the temple island.

"I don't see any settlement, svelk." He grumbles in a low voice.

"It's invisible to the naked eye, master! You'll see it if you descend."

The demon glares at him as the svelk sweats nervously. He drops the svelk on a small patch of grass and stares at him.

"If this is a trap-"

"It isn't! I swear!" He begs the demon as the demon hovers over him.

Tarnisator touches down on his clawed feet. The svelk crawls back to set a distance. The demon's dragon eyes slowly look around the island. Sure enough, there isn't a single living thing on it, but some flies buzzing nearby.

"Alright, fun's over."

The svelk sees the teeth from the monster grin and gulps.

"Wait! Wait! The svelks live on the mountain of this island. There's a huge base of us there, so you'll have lots of fun!"

Tarnisator chuckles at his words. "Thanks for the tip, svelk."

"Take me with you! I can show you the defenses!"

"I don't need you to show me anything, svelk. I can see everything."

The demon raises a hand up and points at the mountain. "They're watching right now, aren't they? The impenetrable mountain that the svelk claim is undefeatable. We'll see about that. I shall carve my name into the very stoneface of it."

"Do you even know how to write?" the svelk chuckles nervously.

"I shall learn."

The demon grabs the svelk by the scruff of his neck. "Now, tell me about the defenses or I'm going to pull out your spines one by one."

"You...you need to walk to the plateau where we...the svelks live. They have strong anti-air ballistae there that can shoot down anything."

"Good. And?"

"And...and that's it! The island has no other defenses! I swear!"

"Of course, it doesn't."

The demon grabs him by the waist again, carrying him like a stick in his hand. He starts walking toward the mountain. It seems far away. Tarnisator could drop down to all fours and run there, but his large wings make land maneuvers pretty immobile.

The svelk in hand notices the slow speed and grins.

"You see the little black specks over there?" He points up ahead to the mountain, where there seems to be a small platform protruding out of it.

The demon squints his eyes to get a better look and see little figures standing on it. Crouching down, he hides behind one of the many rocks on the shore. The large demon struggles to keep his shoulders out of sight, let alone his wings.

"Those are the svelk," the svelk says.

"Did you set this up, SLAVE?" The demon snarls at him.

"No! I swear to the gods, master! They just showed up!"

Tarnisator takes a quick peek at them again. They are very far on the mountain, but he is a giant demon visible from a great distance. They must be able to see him. A horn blows from the top of the mountain, and all the svelk figures look at Tarnisator's direction.

"Hurry! They've seen you!"

The demon looks around from behind the rocks, trying to find a spot to take cover from the ballistae.

The svelk in hand says, "Can you remove your wings? You spawned them earlier."

The demon shakes his head. "It takes a while for me to change my body. Spawning and de-spawning my wings takes magical energy."

The svelk nods. "I see. That's why you're panting."

"Shut up, slave." He grunts and looks over the mountain to try to find some way of escape.

The demon sees the forest starting at the edge of the sandy shore. The trees may provide him with a cover. The mountain has no rocks or caves for cover, and the svelks have a wide view of the entire area. He looks over at the svelks on the platform and see them preparing their ballistae.

The demon jumps out of the hiding spot and launches himself into a high jump. He uses the dozen meters of altitude to spread his wings and glide a short distance towards the forest.

The demon hears the ballista arrows thudding into the ground below him. At least one arrow pierces the dragon demon's leg, but the magical protection of his dark gem stops it from going through.

By the time the demon reaches the trees, the monster and his svelk hostage are out of range. Tarnisator grabs a branch to slow himself down. It snaps, but his momentum is stopped. The demon stands among the trees, which look quite young and thin. His large body and especially his black and red skin color give away his position.

Tarnisator hears arrows coming down as the ballistae try to hit the intruder blindly. They wait for a minute for the svelks to run out of arrows. The demon moves deeper into the forest so the trees are larger and can hide his hulking 14' frame.

The demon carefully listens for the svelks to move or make noise. He sniffs the air and try to pinpoint their position from their smell. They are too far for his dragon sense to smell. The svelks are standing on the ballista platforms on the mountain side!

The demon realizes his mistake and the svelk in his grip urges him to take cover.

"Come on. Just move deeper into the forest, you will hit the feet of the mountain eventually." The svelk says.

Tarnisator starts to comply when the svelk suddenly sounds more worried. "What are you doing? We must get out of here! Now!"

The demon sees some of the trees behind them starting to glow yellow and then explode into flames.

"Oh no, it must be the homing arrows. One of them must have hit you when you glided from the beach. This forest is going to be set in flames in a few minutes." The svelk warns.

"Hmm, so the svelk are using magic, big deal. I'm a dragon and immune to fire. But you...I don't think so, my slave."

"So please, my master. Save me." The svelk pleads.

"Too late." Tarnisator says and starts to crush the svelk's skull in his hand, for a mercy kill.

The demon suddenly feels a piercing pain in his right calf. "Ah, shit. I'm hit."

Tarnisator stops crushing the svelk's skull to examine the wound. There isn't any, however. There is a speck of yellow wisps around his right calf.

"For fuck's sake, you fucking moron don't see I'm helping you!" the svelk shouts at Tarnisator.

"Quit complaining! I saved your ass!" The demon shouts back, the pain worsening.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

Suddenly, the onslaught of arrows stops. He doesn't know if they're out of arrows or decided it's not worth their while to waste more on him. Tarnisator takes this chance to get the hell out of here and heads for the mountainside.

The sun has completely set. Only a faint glow from the moon lights the forest, but the fires set by the svelk ballista arrows provide additional lighting. The svelk in the demon's hand complains at the tight grip.

"Big guy, I mean 'master'...I haven't eaten anything since you took me out of the dungeon yesterday. Do you-"

"You drank my cum, a lot of it," Tarnisator cuts him. "That has to sustain you for now."

Tarnisator stops walking and decides to rest. He finds a tree and leans on it. The demon feels his calf. The pain is still there but not as strong.

"Tell me, svelk scum. You are a svelk commander. You should know what that arrow to my calf is."

"Since it doesn't hurt you, it must have some utility. It's a tracking shot." He points to the demon's right calf. "Look, the surface of your skin is glowing faintly yellow."

Tarnisator notices the skin on that part of his leg is glowing a pale yellow. "Then we are not safe here. The svelks must be coming."

Tarnisator stands back up. "Come on, let's go."

"Wait, wait! Just rip off the part that is glowing. It won't hurt anymore if you do." He looks hopeful.

The demon stares at him coldly, which is hard to see at night, except for the faint red glow of his night vision eyes.

"You're trying to make me lose my leg? You think I'm that dumb?"

"No, Master. I just meant if you scrape the glowing part off, it will lose the tracking signal. They will still know where you are, but it will take them longer to find us."

"Look, I don't know much about svelk magic. But the glow is coming off of my skin and I can't wash it off." He rubs his right calf to show him what he means. "I am not worried if they find us."

"Why?"

"Because you are my hostage."

Tarnisator picks up the svelk and puts him on his shoulder. "They will have to kill you before they hurt me."

The demon chuckles as he begins walking off into the woods.

"I will die here!"

"Shut up and listen for the noise."

The demon pays attention to his senses and tries to follow them. "Be quiet!"

Tarnisator covers the svelk's mouth with his hand. The demon stands in front of a river. The water is moving fast, and he cannot jump to the other side. The mountain is on the other side of the river. Tarnisator flaps his wings and jumps into the air. The wind rushes by as the demon gains altitude. He flies over to the other side and lands on the rocks.

"Why don't do you fly up to the mountain directly, beast, uh I mean Master? It's nighttime. Ballistae can't see you with your black and red body."

"Because of the glow on my calf. Did you forget about the tracking arrow?"

"Oh, right."

Tarnisator walks on the rocks heading towards the mountain side. He spots a cave and decides to check it out. The demon drops the svelk down.

"Can you walk? I've been carrying you all day long."

The svelk attempts to make some steps, but his legs give out from under him.

Tarnisator catches the svelk and places him on his feet. He is too weak to stand up straight and falls as if he was thrown against the cave wall.

"If you didn't rape my ass, I would have been able to walk, you monster!" He swears quietly, but Tarnisator hears all of it.

"Svelk, I didn't give you anything you didn't want." The demon says unsympathetically.

The svelk breaks into laughter. "You are a funny demon beast. I could have sworn that you were going to rip my asshole apart, yet you treat me as if I was your girlfriend."

"You are more useful to me alive than dead, for now. That can change at any moment."

"Of course." He says dismissively as if he was agreeing with a simple fact.

"Come on, svelk. Time to go. I want to strike at night."

"I'm not going anywhere until I get my rest. You go, demon."

Tarnisator stares at the svelk, who stares right back. Then, he whistles a tune and closes his eyes.

"You are my slave, remember. You are my hostage." Tarnisator reminds him. He opens one of his eyes and stares at the dragon demon. Tarnisator approaches him, going to grab his waist in his hand.

The svelk takes a deep breath and waits for the demon to grab him. When the claws get closer, he suddenly grabs the demon's wrist with his hand.

"What?" Tarnisator says as he looks at the small hand around his large wrist.

"It's just too tempting to be this close to such a big, ugly beast." The svelk manages to say despite being in pain.

"Do I need to fuck your ass again?" he asks.

The svelk thinks for a moment and then shakes his head. "No, no demon. That would be most unwise."

"Then you're going to suck my cock, svelk. Or I'm going to break your arm." Tarnisator says looking down at his victim and tightening his grip to signify that he is serious.

"NO! Please!" he says desperately.

"That's not a yes, svelk."

The svelk pauses to look at the demon's face. He sees that his captor is dead serious about this option. With that, he exhales.

"Fine... But not the face."

"What?" Tarnisator asks. "A handjob is not enough. I want you to suck on my big cock."

"Demon, I'm not sucking that. It would break my jaw. Just let me suck on your balls."

Tarnisator pauses to think about it. The svelk's mouth is way too small to fit his cock. So, the demon agrees and takes off his loincloth. A pair of heavy balls hang till the ripped quadriceps. They are the size of watermelons.

The svelk stares at the cock instead.

"Do it." Tarnisator orders.

The svelk slowly extends his index finger and small tongue out. He slowly licks the base of the demon's dick. It's like he is kissing a giant pillar. But this pillar is a throbbing dragon black cock. Each lick moves upward slowly, instinctively. When he reaches the tip, he opens his mouth and takes the head of the dick inside, just barely.

Still, the majority of the giant head is outside of his mouth. He tries to take more in, but he just can't as his jaw can't open wide enough. Tarnisator grabs the back of his head and pushes it on his cock. The svelk's face slips away from his dragonhood, given how small his face is compared to the cock girth. His mouth crashes down on the ball sac.

"AARGH! Stop! Stop!" the svelk cries. "It's too much!"

Tarnisator waits a few seconds before letting go. The svelk coughs and wheezes. The svelk says, catching his breath.

"You crushed my trachea."

"I haven't even fucked you yet," Tarnisator says.

"You still haven't," he says, narrowing his eyes. "And you won't be able to."

"Oh, don't be so sure about that."

The demon steps forward and grabs his legs, throwing him into the air. He slams into the ground, his back making impact.

"Argh! Fuck!" the svelk cries as he rolls on the ground in pain.

"When I get horny, I don't stop, svelk scum. You'll suck my cock like a little bitch, or I'll force it, even if it breaks your body. You call me a monster? I'm going to treat you like one," Tarnisator says.

"Get fucked, you overgrown lizard. I'd rather die," the svelk says, wiping blood from his nose.

"That's your choice. Maybe you like taking it up the ass?" the demon asks.

"You're going to have to kill me because I'll never willingly let that massive thing near my body, not even my ass. Even if I liked men, which I don't, I still wouldn't find you attractive. You're a beast. Nothing more, nothing less," the svelk says in protest.

"You stepped out of the line, SLAVE. I'll show you what happens when you oppose me, YOU chose this! Don't EVER say I didn't give you a chance to back out. Now, you'll take what's coming to you like a good fucking slave! I'm going to take you so many times, you're going to beg me to kill you," Tarnisator says.

The demon advances towards the svelk, who meets his gaze. Tarnisator is at least twice his height, and the cave makes his appearance even more dominating. If it wasn't for the faint glow of the tracking spell on the demon's calf, the svelk wouldn't be able to see his dragon form properly in the dark. The svelk's eyes widen and he rapidly backs away as Tarnisator approaches. The demon grabs his shoulders and flips him on his back, tossing him on the ground with a thud.

"I have no use for you after this, svelk scum. This will be your last moments. You have no chance against me. Your body can't take the size of my dick, let alone the weight of my balls. I'll show you no mercy," the demon says, stroking his massive, erect penis into the air.

Tarnisator tries to approach his mouth, but the svelk clumsily backs away. The demon laughs, "What? Too scared to give a kiss before you die?"

The svelk stays silent and continues to scuttle backward.

"Too bad, beg for mercy, beg for life. Maybe, MAYBE I'll think about it," Tarnisator says.

The svelk pauses and turns his head away from the monster. The demon grabs the svelk's head so he can look at him while the dragon cock penetrates him. The svelk looks at the cave entrance behind Tarnisator, as if someone is coming to rescue him. The demon turns around but sees no one. When the demon turns back around, the svelk starts to scurry away again.

"Svelk scum tries to escape! No one can save you now, slave!" Tarnisator says, as he grabs his legs and yanks him back to the demon's body.

The svelk lands back on his back. His head knocks against the cave floor, causing a loud audible thud.

"Enough foreplay. Time to fuck, svelk, like you've never experienced. Scream all you want, no one will save you," Tarnisator says, as he spreads the svelk's legs and lifts his hips near the dragon groins.

His small body is like a toy to the colossal physique. Tarnisator raises his hips and positions his massive cock head at the anal entrance. The svelk closes his eyes and grits his teeth.

"Last time I was holding back my cock to keep you alive. Now, there's no holding back, svelk," the demon slowly penetrates him as the svelk lets out a blood-curdling scream.

The dragon cock head enters him with ease.

"That's it, scream for me, svelk, let the entire mountain hear you scream. No one can save your ass now," Tarnisator laughs at him sadistically.

The giant demon's one-foot diameter cock head slowly impales him, ripping his insides as it goes. Tarnisator continues to laugh at the svelk's expense. The familiar rush of power and strength he gets from having a pitiful svelk at his mercy, mixed with the screams of agony, is an intoxicating cocktail.

"Step away from him, monster!" a voice shouts.

Tarnisator turns his head quickly to see two svelk males with silver long-swords in hand. The pair look similar, like they are related somehow--perhaps father and son. They must have found the demon because of the tracking spell glowing on his calf.

Tarnisator turns around to let them see the svelk he is raping. The faint glow of the moon and the tracking spell cast on the demon's thick leg are enough to light up the area.

"That's my cousin! Please, he's been captured by a demon! He's done nothing wrong!" the father-looking one says with a crack in his voice.

Tarnisator thrusts more into the svelk in front of them and grins with his large teeth. Some excess blood spurts out from his prey and the father svelk shields his son's eyes. The son is already an adult. He should be able to handle it.

Tarnisator turns his attention back on the svelk he is drilling. The svelk whimpers pathetically like a dog as the demon pumps into him harder and faster.

"Monster!" the father shouts at Tarnisator.

Tarnisator hears the swish sound of swords being drawn from their scabbards.

"DIE, DEMON!" the father svelk screams.

Tarnisator laughs at the father for believing his sword can scratch his skin. His victim's muffled cries are enough to drown out the sound of his sword coming down towards his head. Tarnisator is so distracted that he doesn't even see the son slash his Achilles tendon. The sword breaks into pieces upon contact. Tarnisator chuckles at the feeble attempts to harm him. He reaches down and grabs the svelk son by the scruff like a helpless kitten. He pulls him out with one hand and toss him aside. He rolls around in pain.

"Ahhhhhh!" the svelk the demon is fucking screams, as the black dragon cock pulses inside him.

Blood squirts over the demon's chest and sprays from his ass. The father looks on in pure horror as the son scrambles for his sword on the ground.

"Quick, go call in reinforcements. I'll hold the demon! Go call the mages." the father yells.

The son nods and runs off, leaving his sword behind.

"Surrender to me...if you want this guy to live." Tarnisator growls as he thrusts more into the svelk.

"AHHHHHH!" the svelk screams. "Don't do it. My life is not important."

Tarnisator smirks. He's trying to play the hero card to save his own skin. Tarnisator doesn't care though, he'll get his fun either way.

The demon takes hold of his hips and pushes them down on the entire demon rod. The feeling of his ass squeezing against his dragon cock makes the giant lizardman moan. Tarnisator looks down at the pain ridden svelk whose legs are now lifelessly hanging in the air in front of his thick, muscular counterpart. The demon's humongous balls slap against his ass and the rock-hard abs rub against the svelk's back.

His pain makes the demon feel better, every thrust causing him to whimper. The father svelk looks at Tarnisator with terror. The demon grins with satisfaction as he notices the father's pants begin to tingle, even from a distance the demon can sense the fear emanating from him.

"Who sent you here, beast?" the svelk father pleads.

Tarnisator licks his lips and begins to answer, "I am Tarnisator," he growls as he begins to thrust faster and faster.

"Did the Overlord send you here?" the father svelk says, trying to stall for time.

Tarnisator can sense his tears welling up in his eyes. He continues to thrust as he gives his answer. The demon grins and answers slowly, "I am the Overlord."

"That's not true!" the svelk on Tarnisator's cock whimpers. "You are an outcast, Tarnisator. He sent you on a death mission."

Tarnisator stops the thrusting for a moment and narrows your eyes. He slowly turns his head toward the svelk under him. "What did you say?"

"Fuck you, monster!" the svelk yells, now with a renewed spirit. "And fuck the Overlord!"

With this, Tarnisator grabs the svelk's jaw and squeezes as hard as he can. But before he can deal fatal damage to his head, a magical bolt hits the demon's forearm. It's the reinforcements.

"No, demon! You will not get away with this!"

Tarnisator looks over to see the entire cavalry coming in his direction. They don't even hesitate and begin to shoot him with magic bolts. The demon holds the svelk he is fucking in front of him as a meat shield. The bolts stop, but the rest of the cavalry continues to ride towards him inside the cave.

Tarnisator throws the svelk off of his dick and picks him up with one hand by the neck. The demon has other plans for him.

"Quick destroy the cave entrance and trap the beast inside!" the cavalry commander yells.

Tarnisator drops the svelk to the ground and charges at the closest five. Three of them go flying with his punch, their armor offers no protection. He bites into one of them and chews some blood to sate his bloodlust. He kicks another in the chest and tears the head off. He grabs the last one with his free hand and lifts them up, they plead for mercy. The distraction gives enough time for the mages to conjure a blast that destroys the cave entrance.

Tarnisator is trapped. The demon roars in anger. The strength of his roar triggers more rocks to fall down in the cave. Bad choice. One of the boulders falls on him, pinning him to the ground. He continues roaring in pain. The svelk army laughs at his downfall. With immense strength, Tarnisator nudges the weight of all the boulders pinning him. He lifts his wings and the rocks move up, giving him enough space to stand up, though more like crouching. The dragon demon lifts the weight of the entire cave on his back and wings. Tarnisator moves slowly toward the cave entrance.

"This is such a good fight. It's been so long since I fought a challenging opponent."

"You talk too much demon! Let's kill it!"

"No. Let the demon come out. We are ready." One of the mages says.

Tarnisator walks outside of the cave and when he does, he stops holding the boulders collapsing the cave. The demon stands impressively in front of the collapsed cave. The night glow of the moon makes the muscular body visible to the svelk army. He can smell their fear and he savors it.

"It's hideous!" One of the svelk says.

Tarnisator gives a toothy grin, showing his fangs. He jumps towards them and digs deep trenches in the ground with each of his landings.

"Over here, beast!" one of the mages shouts and throws a fireball at him.

Tarnisator dodges the fireball and jumps into a pouncing position. He lands right on top of him, but the mage teleports out of the way. He sees sigils drawn on the ground. They activate with a blue flash, forming an energy cage around him. The svelk warriors unleash a volley of arrows at him. Tarnisator roars and growls as the arrows repeatedly hit his body, but they do not penetrate deep enough to cause fatal wounds. They stick to the skin instead and combined with the sigils, the mages channel the magical energy to paralyze him.

The demon tries to move out, but he is unable to go far.

"Shit. He's too strong to be paralyzed. What do we do?" One of the svelk archers asks.

"We got this." The mage says as he leads all of the mage squad to channel the power of the sigils into the demon's body.

Tarnisator feels the magic moving faster and faster inside his veins. It feels like his heart is going to explode. He tries to roar, but it's nothing more than a hiss of steam. The demon falls down, paralyzed. The blue magical cage shrinks to turn into chains around his body. The svelk approach slowly with their weapons drawn.

"Keep him alive, we need him for the ritual."

They try to drag the 10-ton body, but they can't budge him easily. They get a rope and try to pull him, but that doesn't work either. Tarnisator snaps at them with his sharp teeth, trying to bite them all the while.

"How are we going to carry this beast? Shit. We need to find something to transport it."

"I'll go look for a platform large enough to carry it. You try to keep him occupied."

The mages come back with a large wooden board and throw it in the air. They float it under Tarnisator after considerable telekinetic effort. It's large enough for the lizard-like body to lay on, but his T-Rex head sticks up slightly past the table.

"Don't try anything, beast. Or the chains will burn you."

Tarnisator growls, but he doesn't make any sudden moves. The svelks tie down his feet and hands to the table. He continues to struggle, but there's no use. The magic they use is too strong for the demon to corrupt with his dark instincts. A group of mages is deeply focused to keep him down on the floating board.

The svelk leader steps forward, carrying something made of metal. It's a gag. "This is to shut you up, beast." The svelk ties his maw carefully to avoid his teeth. It's annoying to not be able to bite, but at least he can still breath. The svelks pick up the board to carry the demon while he is tied down. They don't even break a sweat, thanks to the mages.