Carnival Demon's Harem - Chapter 2
Author's Note: This story contains elements of the following (not all in this chapter, but throughout the storyline): Abuse, Beastiality/Zoophilia, Rape, Pseudo-Rape, Double Penetration, Triple Penetration, Demons, Violence, MILF, Bondage, Slavery, BDSM, Lolis, Cubs, Love and Consensual Sex. If any of these are not your cup of tea, then I suggest you move on and find something tamer/rougher.
** While there are no furries in this part of the story, they are coming. This is a world where furries, humans, hybrids and demons all exist. This is the very beginning of the Carnival Demon's Harem. **
Written by the amazing duo of MasterAaran and Eirene, with the awesome editing talents of RuthofPern.
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Chapter 2.
That was the first time anyone in this world had used his real name in such a context, and he felt his heart beating faster. He nuzzled her a bit, feeling a peculiar fatherly instinct kick in. "Of course you can sleep with me, Kristie. And I promise you that your father will never beat you again. If you want, I'll even help your mother get away from him."
She nodded slightly. "I'd like that," she said softly, and then blushed as her tummy growled in hunger. "Sorry about that. I didn't want to make him mad before I left, so I didn't eat anything before running off. He was sleeping when I left too. Mommy said she poured enough booze down his throat to knock out two Irishmen. I'm not sure how much that was."
Terry chuckled as he turned with her and took her out of the living room. He didn't bother to put her clothes on. "The stew is still warm, I left it on the stove," he said kissing her on the cheek and then pulled out a chair using one foot. He set her down gently, went to the stove and pulled down a bowl. Once it was filled he set it in front of her and put a spoon in it. "There we go." He sat at his own place after refreshing his bowl of stew, and watched her for a moment. "Kristie, since you'll be staying with me, would you mind if I called you by a new name?"
Kristie waited for him to sit before starting to eat. His question made her pause for a moment, before she looked up at him. "So no one will remember that I'm Kristie Williams, the girl who gets beaten by her father? I'd like that. What's my new name going to be?"
He realized from her answer that she must have been teased about it at school, and he felt anger rise at that. He didn't show it though, smiling and nodding, "I was thinking that I might call you Sylver... because your hair is Silver coloured..."
Her head cocked to the side as she ran the name through her mind, and nodded. "I like it. It sounds mysterious too," she giggled, giving him a radiant smile. Pausing for a moment, she looked up at him, asking, "Do I have to go back to school? I really didn't like going there. I mean, colouring and learning stuff was fun, but I didn't have many friends. No one, other than my Mommy, has been nice to me."
He chuckled, "I guess it does sound mysterious, but I think it fits you." He winked at her and took a bite, then raised his head again and leaned back. Of course he didn't want her to go to school. "I'll tell you what. You don't have to go back to school, but when I get your mommy, I'll have her teach you what you need to know."
She nodded a smile on her lips. "Thank you, Terrus." She gave him a cute look grinning. "I like your name. It's unusual, just like Sylver. I think I'm gonna use it. Let the others call you Terry, but to me, you're Terrus." She hopped out of her seat and went over to him, and kissed him. Despite his kindness to her, she still had a scared rabbit look to her, and it only relaxed when she was very close to him. "Can I sit in your lap while we eat, Terrus?"
He found her adorable in every way, and when she said she would use his full and real name, he nodded and let her kiss him. He put a hand under her arms, and in answer to her question lifted her from the floor to sit in his lap, his cock semi-hard, and with her naked body sitting on him, quickly becoming fully stiff once more. Still, he put her on his lap, and drew his bowl closer, lifting his spoon to her lips. "I hope you like it."
She ate from his spoon, sighing softly at the taste. "It's really good, Terrus," her legs hung down on either side of his as her body relaxed fully against his, a soft, pliant little girl for him to mould into the perfect female for his pleasures. She could feel him hardening between her legs and her slit, still damp from earlier, slid along his length with ease when she leaned forward to take another bite.
He smiled. "Good. I'm not the world's best cook, but I do okay," he chuckled, then took a bite himself. They took turns like that, giving her a bite, and then himself, until the bowl was drained. By this point his cock was drooling pre-cum along the seat from the amount of small movements she was making when she ate or looked up at him. He didn't mind though. Having a tiny preteen in your lap and rubbing her slit on your cock was a wonderful experience.
Sylver gave a small burp, covering her mouth with her hand as she said, "Oops. Couldn't help that; your stew was too good," her eyes drifted down, hiding her slight embarrassment over the burp, only to widen as she saw the amount of pre that had leaked from him. "Terrus, your cock is crying. I didn't hurt it, did I?"
He chuckled at her tiny burp, hugging her lightly before looking between her legs. "No, no. No Sylver, it's not crying. It starts to leak like that when I'm excited or happy. And I'm both excited and happy to have you with me here," he hugged her a bit tighter, and kissed her neck. "So you liked the stew. Are you tired now?" he asked, seeing a look in her eyes and feeling her breathing.
Was she tired? Not in the true meaning of the word. She was exhausted from the running, but so content and happy, she didn't want to fall asleep. She wanted to fuck some more. Looking up into his eyes, she saw that look from earlier in his eyes, and smiled, "I don't want to go to bed just yet, Terrus. I want to fuck some more. And I want to fuck you right now."
He smiled at her and chuckled, "You're going to turn into a little sexy vixen, aren't you, and want to fuck all the time?" He rubbed her stomach, up to her tiny nipples. "Okay then. We can fuck some more. Why don't you put it in this time though?"
She reached down between their legs and took his shaft in her tiny hands, stroking him as she maneuvered to slip him into her as she stayed in his lap, though she had to lift up to get him into the right position. "Only if it's you that I'm with, Terrus," she said as she sank down slowly onto his cock, feeling his tip opening her tiny tunnel entrance, stretching her gently around him as she moaned in pleasure.
Terrus put his hands to her sides as the young girl tried to wiggle and lift herself into position to put him into her once more. She already wanted him again. He helped her lift up, and then let her sink back onto him, letting out a soft gasp and groan as her massively tight walls closed in. He smiled, "Good Sylver. You stay that way, and I'll always love and protect you," he kissed the back of her neck gently and let her ride him.
Such a sight the two made, a small, naked silver-haired girl riding a tall, naked dark-haired man. Sylver moaned softly as she felt his lips on the back of her neck as her hips moved, his cock moving slowly inside her. She was so tight around him, and his shaft was so thick, stretching her walls around him. One hand gripped the arms of the chair, helping her move on him as she leaned back, while the other slid around his neck, giving him full access to her tiny body. It was easy to tell that she trusted him fully, and craved his touch as well as his cock.
Once she was moving on her own, up and down his shaft like the wonderful little girl that she was, he reached his hands around to her front and began to softly toy with her skin. He stroked and pinched at her nipples, rolling them between his fingers as she held herself to him. She was such a tiny girl, and yet knew instinctively what to do for him. One of his hands trailed down her body to the cleft between her legs, and played with her clit. "That's right, my little slut. Fuck me," he whispered.
Sylver didn't know the negative meaning to the word, didn't even know what it meant, but the feel of his hands on her made her tremble and quiver as low moans slipped from her and she rode his cock, her walls tightening every time she rose up, trying to keep him inside her. It felt so right to have him deep inside her, stretching her as she rode him. But she knew that this slow pace wasn't enough for either of them, so she started moving faster, rolling her hips against him as he found her clit and toyed with it.
Terrus moaned and bucked his hips up into the tiny girl as she fucked him. She was no expert at it by far, her movements slightly jerky and not fluid... but she certainly made up for it in enthusiasm and excitement. He held her tightly, continuing to flick and stroke her clit as best he could while she gyrated on his cock. He felt as if his cock were going to explode inside her from the pressure she was building.
That feeling she felt earlier built up inside her again, making her quiver and tremble more as she rode him. Being so new to sex and the pleasurable torment as her clit was flicked at and stroked by his fingers, she hadn't learned how to hold back her orgasms, and she felt this one building inside her until it suddenly burst from her, and she screamed in delight. Her juices coated his cock as her walls rippled over his length and her gyrations became more erratic as she lost her focus on what she was doing. She wanted him to fill her again, having completely loved the feel of his hot demon seed filling her tiny cunt and tunnel.
As she came, he smiled. Being a demon, he could come when he wanted, and hold back if he wanted. He could feel her walls clenching him, and her moans and screams delighted him to no end. He grunted, releasing his cum from its prison and spraying her insides completely with his seed. He coated her every nook and cranny with his sticky cum, grunting and groaning the entire way as he moved her slowly up and down his prick. "Good girl."
Sylver panted, her head leaning against his chest as he continued to move her on his dick, his hot, sticky, life-giving seed filling her tiny womb and tight fuck-tunnel. Turning her head slightly, she kissed his neck and nuzzled him, whispering, "I'll always be your good girl, Terrus. I never want to leave you."
"I know you will, Sylver. And you won't leave me ever. You're my little girl now," he smiled as she nuzzled against him, letting her slip fully onto him once more and hugging her tightly. He kissed the top of her head, "Tomorrow, I'll see about finding your mother and helping her, okay?" He asked, glancing down at her beautiful eyes with his. His fingers roamed her tiny body.
Sylver nodded, gazing up at him with her unusually coloured eyes. They weren't a normal brown, like most humans had, but rather, held a slightly reddish tone to the brown. The old saying of 'The eyes are the windows to the soul' held true for Sylver. Hers held an innocent soul, not even the early sexual introduction had tainted that innocence, nor had the beatings she'd suffered at her father's hands. She was pure of heart, and her love for Terrus shone in her eyes.
"Tell Mommy I'm safe and she'll be more than happy to help you with my father. But you have to remember to call me Kristie in front of her, at least until she knows my new name. Otherwise, she'll be confused." she shifted a bit in his lap, her slick cunny sloshing from all the cum he'd released into her, and moaned as she felt his prick shifting inside her, his hard length rubbing her sensitive walls.
Terrus was nearly lost in those eyes. They held something special and intensely clear. He stared at her for a few moments after she stopped talking, just looking into her eyes. There was something else there though, something familiar and yet different. He couldn't place it. At last he smiled and nodded, "I'll be sure to use Kristie when talking to her, so that she knows who I'm talking about. I won't let her get hurt anymore," he kissed her on the nose, and let her shift on him, making a soft grunting noise as she did, "What you want to do now? I need to pack up the kitchen detritus, and I have a feeling it's been a big day for you."
Sylver giggled and nodded a little. "I can help you clean up. Then we can go to bed together." It was almost transparent, her need to be close to him, even though she was safe in his home. As safe as she could be, fucking a grown man at just six, but she still held a deep-seated fear of being alone, or around most people, especially men, ingrained into her by her violent, mean-drunk-tempered father. She'd been desperate to get away from him, and Terrus was the only male she felt comfortable around. He was nice and kind, having healed her, fed her and fucked her so tenderly.
Terrus smiled at her and lifted her gently from his cock, watching the streams of cum course down her legs when he uncorked her tiny hole. He set her down on the floor and stood himself, handing her one of the bowls and picking up the other. They took them to the sink and rinsed them out, and then Terrus got down some containers and put the leftover stew into them, slipped them into the fridge. When he had finished that, and finished washing the few dishes, he bent and picked her up, setting her on his hip. She was the cutest and prettiest little girl in the world to him, the only one that hadn't been shy or afraid of him when he brought her in. He noticed that she trembled when he took more than a step or two away from her as well, and he hated the man that was her father for that.
Sylver slipped her arms around his neck as he lifted her up and she laid her head on his shoulder. Feeling his arms around her made all her fears vanish, and she felt like a big, brave girl. She didn't want to see her father again, but she couldn't bear to be parted from Terrus. At least, tomorrow was a full night away, and she had him to herself for the night. "Terrus? Will you fuck me again, so I sleep deeply and good tonight? I want you to push all the way into me this time. I know you said that one part would hurt, but I feel like you wouldn't hurt me. Not the way my father did. You'd take care to ready me for the little bit of pain like you did earlier when you fucked me on the couch."
He turned off the lights in the kitchen and found his way to the stairs easily. Another bonus of being a demon, you see well in the dark. He smiled and rubbed her back as he carried her up the stairs with her holding onto him, "Again Sylver? Of course, but this is the last time for the night. I'll take you gently but firmly, and then you can sleep with my cock deep in your slit. How does that sound?" He smiled at her and kissed her on the forehead as he found his room. His room was all done up in red and black with gold trim. He had a massive four-poster bed with drapes and all.