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A group of trappers had come through the forest to check if they had any new stock to pillage from the local wild life. Many of their traps were by the rivers since beaver pelts were selling high and they hoped to perhaps catch any large felines searching for a drink as a bonus. Unfortunately most of their traps seemed to have caught nothing; some of their traps even had the bait missing. They never expected big catches since they knew animals weren't exactly the stupid sort especially around their regular trapping ground, but for them to not have a single animal caught in their snares was disheartening, maddening even. It was then that they came upon one of their traps that had caught the leg of a wolf of all things, a wolf with grey and white splotched fur that was definitely no good for their purposes. Wolf meat also was enjoyed by perhaps only the poorest of poor so their trap had basically caught a cheap rug and nothing more. Perhaps some wild shaman would appreciate the scalp more than someone would enjoy a rug, still, the men were upset that they hadn't caught what they wanted, and the wolf could provide entertainment rather than the measly copper pieces they would get from the fur. Stones in hand they approached the wolf, the wolf which was down low on the ground and struggling to yank its paw free, snarling all the while, it would have no chance against the hunters. Even if it bit one, the others would have their way, and its life.

Before stones began flying an arrow found its mark in the shoulder of one of the men, causing him to squeal like a pig and bend upon one knee, the other two moving to check on their fallen comrade. From the trees a short woman appeared, freckled and frowning bow in hand with another arrow at the ready, "Trap if you must, but torture is another story."

Before the men could react she fired the arrow and hit one of the other men in the shoulder before preparing another arrow. The men took this as their sign to get out. The uninjured dragged the other two away, cursing and calling out threats of revenge. When all was silent the heroine jumped down from the tree bow still in hand. She stepped to the wolf carefully, slowly, waiting for it to stop snarling to fully approach. Now the wolf only watched her, yellow eyes glued to her as if waiting for her next move. She could see that it was wary, unsure if it should treat her as a savior, or as the next assailant. Even as she knelt down the wolf pulled away, trying to free itself still. With some effort the heroine popped open the trap and let the wolf's paw free even as the wolf was struggling. The wolf yelped and immediately changed tone, tail swishing from side to side its nose moving to taking in the scent of the female human before him.

Annie giggled, hand moving to push the wolf's head away from her. She wasn't used to a wild animal being so friendly, although the wolf certainly seemed cute enough and without much ire towards her. Not many wolves were too dumb to get themselves caught in a trap like that, so it was definitely a special hound. At her pushing it let out a bark and stepped back, shaking itself. The poor thing seemed perfectly fine, paw and everything. Those men would have wasted the wolf's life rather than doing anything useful with their catch. If it were a clean kill she wouldn't have done anything at all and so she got up and grunted, "Wolf, don't thank me so quickly yet. I hunt your kind when one of ours show up with fangs in their bum...but I know better than that. Wolves aren't the demons the simple folk think they are. Now, scoot. Get on out."

It was then that she heard a voice come from down low. A masculine voice ringing out with gratitude and sweetened words that seemed to echo against the tree's around her, a voice that sent a shiver up her spine "You're a kind stranger, you saved those men before they hurt me and learned to regret their decisions in life."

Immediately an arrow flew past the wolf's ear and buried itself straight into the ground. The wolf stayed still as it watched Annie, deep yellow eyes looking at her rather than the arrow that was pointed directly at its head, "Have I offended you?" it asked simply.

Annie's cheeks were dripping with sweat. Hearing the wolf's voice, seeing his eyes gave her a feeling of dread rather than the feeling of accomplishment she had before. Now she could see the shadows beneath those yellow eyes, the darkness that loomed within; or perhaps it was only the fear of meeting a living demon, "Demon...You're not welcome in this forest."

The wolf yet again spoke, its voice going from sweet succulence to a thick and cold tone that threatened to peal the flesh from her bones, "I offered you gratitude human. Do not mistake me for some common animal. Accept it, or accept my fury for your assault."

Again an arrow was fired, but this time the wolf disappeared, fading into darkness before the shadows gathered again. As it reformed she noticed the fur had turned a deep black, a hue similar to the deepest of nights. Still, its eyes were a deep yellow that seemed to glow now in contrast to the shadowy fur, "Again. Again you make an attempt on my life after I have given you gratitude. Why? Why do you make it so hard on yourself like so many others? You're a noble soul aren't you? Don't you want to live a happy life?"

Annie scowled and threw her bow aside taking a dagger from her boot, "I live a full life, husband and all, I don't need the gratitude of a demon."

A sick cackling that sounded more like bones churning sounded off around Annie. Before she could react tendrils had grabbed on to her wrists, shadowy things that tightened and held on to her. With a scowl she managed to cut herself free, the wolf wincing at this, "More fight than most...you'd make such a good host. Such a strong body, even able to fight magic it seems, but you'll also be a problem if left unchecked, tell me, what is it you desire? Can't we make a deal instead?"

Annie backed away, dagger raised, ready to pounce as the wolf approached her. She was cornered and she knew it. She had very little chance against a demon, and even smaller still since it seemed made entirely of shadow. Even when she had supposedly harmed the thing her dagger had felt as though it were falling through thin air. Suddenly the beast sunk into the ground before erupting towards her, shadows coming from the ground like liquid death. They latched on to her arms and legs causing her to squeal as she dropped her knife. Now she was face to face with the horrible visage of the demon wolf, mouth stretched out in a wide macabre grin, fangs ready to bite down, to kill her; it was the end. She would have no regret in her mind. Her husband would take care of their child, their home, but death did not find her. Instead when she opened her eyes she faced the demon's eyes, those yellow orbs that pierced into her mind and seemed to capture her every thought. Rather than succumb she let out a yell and forced it back with her own will. She was no weakling, no petty female to be taken so easily! Her mind was her own temple.

The demon shrieked and let go of her. It had been out of her mind through her own power and nothing else, there were no tricks, no magic trinkets, it was only her own latent power. It was then that it decided that it could not let her free. She was too powerful of a human to not corrupt, to not keep for its own pleasure; and she could become dangerous if let free. The demon yet again lashed out at her, gripping her before she could get away, forcing her arms and legs to be spread. It spat, "You're just as much of a demon as I am if you can resist that...if you can look away from my gaze...no matter...I'll weaken you, I'll break you."

Annie grit her teeth, her words interrupted by the force of being thrown against the tree, arms still held together by tendrils. Suddenly the simple wolf grew into the size of a large man. She could hear bones crunching as it began changing. Her eyes widened as she witnessed the transformation. Its body was massive and full of fur, its fangs were sharp and its claws just as much. It could snap her in half and perhaps worst of all was that she had already figured out its real game. Between its legs she could see a massive cock growing free from a sheath, red flesh bright against the shadowy fur of the demon. It then let out a howl as its transformation was finally complete. Striking into the wood next to her it stared into her eyes yet again, but this time she felt no influence trying to capture her, only a strong hand with sharp claws cutting clothe free from her body causing her to yell out. Her voice seemed to fall flat, whether by foul magic or from the fright that had taken hold of her. She was about to be defiled by a beast far worse than any of her nightmares. She could only hope that he would kill her afterwards.

Annie struggled against those tendrils and gasped every single time a piece of clothe was picked from her body by those razor sharp claws. All of this was made worst by the fact that the creature let out that cackle every so often, brandishing pieces of clothe to her as if to show her that she had no chance, to show her that it was all going down from there. Even kicking out seemed to do nothing against the creature. It had allowed her to keep her legs knowing specifically that her kicks would do nothing against the bulk of the beast before her. Suddenly it approached her after finishing off the last piece of cloth covering her body, her body which felt oh so cold bare in the forest air. Turning her head away she whined as she felt its thick tongue loll out and drag against her chest all the way up to her cheek. It did this again and again, cackling yet again as Annie began to sob just a bit as that tongue tasted the parts of her body only meant for her husband. Her body shivered and she scoffed as she felt the horrible thing's tongue drag against her nipples causing an echo of shame to begin building.

Now came the true shame. As it licked her chest she felt pangs of pleasure that should not have been there, pangs of pleasure that were only there, because her husband had not touched her in so long since their child had been born. It was a hateful and spiteful thought that was only brought about by the demon's influence, or so she told herself. The beast continued to lick and suckle at her chest before its tongue moved down, dragging against her soft pale skin before moving between her legs causing her yelp and attempt to close her legs shut, unfortunately those strong hands held her legs far apart now; she could do nothing against the creature, but her will refused to back down and she continued to struggle. With a gasp and a shameful sound that she refused to acknowledge she felt that thick tongue suddenly slide between her legs and touch her most sensitive parts, lapping up and down and back around as if to savor every single little drop of moisture that she would provide. Her struggling grew weak, her small and curvy form shaking now as the shame began building on and on. The horrifying truth of her pleasure began coming out in the form of little moans, little squeaks that seemed to encourage the demon to continue its tongue lashing, that thing tongue actually entering her pussy, pushing what seemed to be far too deep for a tongue. She could hardly believe it was happening and she shut her eyes, biting at her lip, praying then that it was all some horrifying nightmare, but no, the waking world would not come and the nightmare continued, the creature's grip on her ankles tightening as it swirled that tongue inside of her and pulled out slowly, letting it rest against her clit before it moved to stand up right, thick spear twitching, presenting and showing her that it was fully ready, "I'll have my fun...and since I cannot dominate you mentally...I'll leave you alive with this memory."

Annie's eyes widened, it would do such a thing?! Already she wished for death as she had been visited upon by the ultimate shame, but surely it had other plans for her. Her thoughts were interrupted by the creature bringing itself forward to grip on to her hips, thick canine cock pushing up against her sensitive pussy. Cheeks flushed, eyes tearing she looked away, but her head was forced to stare at that foul penetration as a tendril gripped on to her head forcing her to see the crime. She struggled as much as she could but as soon as she felt that thick thing pierce her insides she let out a shameful moan, a weak groan that shook out from her deepest reaches.

Annie cursed herself as she moaned. She no longer had control of her voice, and her insides held on to that cock as if it were her precious husband's. Her body betrayed her and she couldn't stand it. Her eyes again locked with the wolf's. Her own fiery gaze glaring into the wolf's. The demon only grinned and continued to thrust inside of her, snarling as it did so, bulbous flesh already pushing against her entrance causing her to whine out. The demon was being far too rough, she had never been treated in such a way. Her husband had always made love to her in the most sweetest ways, treating her like a flower rather than a woman, but now this beast defiled her, destroyed her from the very core and it did not care whether she suffered or not; and yet she found herself undeniably aroused by the power of the creature, the thick and throbbing thing that ate away at her mind! Annie groaned out with more passion this time, her toes curling as she felt that cock bury itself further and further inside of her. It was then that she noticed that her legs were free, she could struggle again, she could try to make his experience as irritating as possible, but instead she only hung there for him, biting at her lower lip, her own mind in a constant state of denial now. She couldn't bring herself to push him away, to kick, to yell anymore; she could only moan and spread her legs wider, her feet hooking on to the great shadowy demon's hips to tug him on in deeper.

The demon cackled and its maw curved into a toothy grinned that showed every shadowy fang; a grin that she turned away from, her eyes closing as she felt hot shame rush through her body alongside the electric pleasure that pulsed with every single thrust! She could feel that horrible member twitching inside of her, swelling, and at that she began to struggle again, "At least pull free from me, please. You've shamed me, you've pleasured me through force and I cannot--mmph!" her mouth was covered by that shadowy maw, the demon's arms wrapping around her body to hold on to her firmly hips working to thrust that thick cock inside of her fully. With one last thrust that knot pushed inside of her, securing their foul connection.

Annie's eyes clenched shut, she could feel him swelling inside of her, that hot member pulsing against her tight insides. Her body only clamped on tight to that thing, milking it, begging for it to defile her insides. From their feral kiss she could feel her mind becoming hazy as the demon toyed with her tongue, swirling and rolling it around until pulling its maw away to begin grinding against her.

Now the demon began grunting, ears drawing back as it snarled, "Yes...yeeeesss I feel it coming on. I will defile you, I will corrupt you and I will see you bear my seed!" Again and again its hips pushed to hers until finally it pushed on last time letting out a howl, cock twitching violently, thick ropes of semen spurting inside of her in an amount she could only describe as torrential.

Annie felt her own orgasm mount as all of that cum began filling her insides pushing into her deepest reaches and kept there by that canine cock. She whined and shook her head but in the end she let out a lustful moan and shaking squeaky noise that rocked her to the core and had the demon's tongue lolling out as it panted and cackled to her ear, tongue slowly dragging up against her cheek. She felt so full, so warm, so sickly very warm. It was a warmth she could not stand to bear, and even though her mind had become just a bit foggy, she still fought, "Curse you demon. If you don't kill me I'll hunt you down...I'll murder you." even still her hips moved, milking what was left of the demon's cum into her pussy, her insides feeling oh so full and warm from that thick cock pouring so much inside of her.

She gasped out then as the demon yanked from her pussy with a wet pop causing her to pant and whine from the sudden pain. She was then dropped on to her rear causing her to yelp out just as the demon spoke, "Hah! I don't plan on killing you. I only want to inhabit that pretty little head of yours...but I'm not done..."

Such a revelation sent panic through her body but she had little time to react as that thick red canine cock that had been pushed inside of her, was now pushing against her lips, and forcing itself inside of her mouth. She thought of biting, but couldn't. The demon's girth was too large, too thick and it was thrust again and again inside of her mouth making it hard to even breathe. Her eyes grew heavy now as it thrust to her mouth, forcing her to taste their combined fluids, strong hand holding her auburn hair occasionally tugging while another shadowy hand felt at her breasts, coveting them as if they belonged to the demon. Pure disgust and hate showed on her face. Not only was her mouth being defiled by such a beast, her body was reacting to it, twitching and resonating with little pangs of pleasure. Her world was growing dark though, she needed to breath and so she brought her hand up to grip at the fur on its thighs. Suddenly she gasped out as that thick cock was pulled from her mouth, she didn't expect it to respond in such a way. Soon enough its thick balls were shoved in her face. Looking up she could see its yellow orbs staring down at her, waiting for her. It had given her respite from that thorough throat fucking, and so it expected something in return. Cheeks flushed red, eyes looking away, she opened her mouth to let her tongue drag against that thick sac, her mind rejecting the flavor, but her tongue savoring it.

The shadowy demon grew excited at this, tail swishing from side to side as one hand moved to grip at its shaft, stroking again and again as it watched the human finally submit to its desires. It would mark her, paint her face in its seed and then it would take her mind without worry. She was just a simple human, another thing to be taken, to be broken! With that last thought the demon let out a snarl and pulled its balls away from her mouth, aiming that thick cock at her face before letting loose another thick load all over her face.

Annie closed her eyes just in time to feel that thick warmth trickling down her cheek and soon her chest. With a sigh she wiped her face and spat what had been in her mouth out. She stared up at the creature scowling, the demon grinning down at her. Without as much as another word its body faded into shadowy tendrils that latched on to her mind and entered. She could feel its foul influence growing inside of her and when it was fully gone she was left panting sitting against the tree. Standing, legs wobbling she could hear its voice nearly sing, "I found myself a perfect host...and I know you'll obey..."

She could only grin and shake her head, "As if I would obey you..." She then winced as she felt the beasts grip around her mind tighten, but still she fought, and moreover, she hurt the beast with her own mental leash tugging tight at its neck, "I am stronger than you demon. You are a weak minded creature that feasts upon stronger creatures...you should have stayed here in the physical world, now you are my slave."

Annie could hear the demon snarling within her, "I'll consume you!"

To which she simply sighed looking around for clothing, "and I'll kill you...now then...clothing" she commanded.

She could hear the demon howling struggling against her command until finally the shadows wrapped around her body forming new clothes that would suffice for now, "While I'm not fond of a demons power...and unsure of what to do with this...I'll be keeping you there for now until we can get some help. You have two choices, obey or we find a exorcist to take care of you."

The demon remained silent at this, contemplating before speaking in a low voice, "...you suggest a contract?"

Annie smiled, "On my terms yes...you're my little servant dog and you're allowed to live in my head on the grounds that you obey and only do as I say..."

The demon snarled. It did enjoy being inside a host hidden from the light and from sight, but to be a woman's plaything? To have been tricked by a human! It tickled the demon, it tickled it so much that it instead of growling now began cackling, "You...you're a demon yourself human...you'll have your deal...but know this, I will break you at any sign of weakness...contract accepted."

With that the collar and leash had been made. With a sigh she closed her eyes and stretched before opening, her eyes flashing for a moment the same yellow as the wolf's before returning to their natural color, "Then we leave now...I'll call you out when I need you in the physical and when you're out here you are still bound to me. Never in my life did I think I would have a pet demon."

This only gained a slight grumble from the demon within, and with that she was off to live her life. Perhaps one day she would come to regret her decision, but for now she would use the demon as it had used her, and perhaps she could gain some benefit out of this, or perhaps that was the demon's influence speaking.