Heart of Hell Fire
Hello and welcome to "Heart of Hell Fire." This is a project that I had fun doing if not for the plot then for the idea that it was based upon. I hope you enjoy this tale woven from the threads of mythology I gathered here and there.
~Heart of Hell Fire~
Another day, another thousands of souls passing her by.
It was an endless cycle that would have driven her insane had she been created with the gift of sanity. Her birth wasn't remembered by any, she was simply created along with the rest of the world. She had been one of the few to be born with the gods but she had been forever in their servitude.
It didn't bother her though, she was created that way. She was created to be the perfect guardian. She was immensely strong, she had only been bested by three beings in her centuries of life. She was loyal, she had stood by as the guardian of the gates since the world was covered in lava and all that lived were great beasts that knew nothing but destruction and eating.
She was monstrous, standing thirteen feet tall on four legs. The thing that made her terrifying was the fact that she couldn't die and she never slept. She was immortal as the very gods that she obeyed and every time she felt tired one of her three great heads would lie down to rest while the other two kept watch.
However as time wore on she found her loyalty being questioned, not only by herself but by the many demons who wandered the lands of the underworld. They would speak in hushed tones but she could hear them, that didn't mean she could immediately understand them. It took practice and patience and one of her heads paying exclusive attention to it but she finally mastered the demons tongue and listened to their ramblings.
"How can Cerberus just sit there?" one demon questioned the other as they herded the souls of the damned. "She has been the guardian for eons so what else does she know?" the other responded with a slight smirk on it's vulgar lips. "I doubt she has even had the pleasure we have," the first demon said with a hoarse chuckle as they slowly vanished from sight with the doomed souls.
This had her thinking, she had never ventured farther into the underworld than the gate which she guarded and the throne room when her master called her to preform some tasks for him. With each passing day, each month, each year, each decade she stood watch her curiosity grew until it had reached its limit and she stood from her post. She went in a perfect line for the throne room, she needed to talk with the master.
She ambled into the lavishly decorated hall, it's walls lined with torches and memorabilia of hero's that had succumb to the ultimate fate. Her large body moved with surprising agility as she maneuvered into the room obviously meant for creatures far smaller than herself. However, no matter how agile she was she still succeeded in knocking more than one object from its resting place. "Cerberus?" questioned a voice from far above and she knew she had reached her destination.
Her three heads looked up in unison to face the very god of the underworld as he sat upon his demonic throne. "What are you doing in my chambers when I haven't called for you?" the god spoke, his very voice like a raging inferno. Cerberus merely looked at the god, questioning herself on how to speak to the lord. Cerberus cleared her throat and as clearly as she could her center head spoke in the language of the demons she observed, 'I have come with a request my lord.'
The god of death had to take a moment to formulate a response. This beast that was created as long ago as himself had just spoken in a tongue that he had never suspected she knew how to speak. The god of death leaned slightly to the right and said, "well speak your request Cerberus." Cerberus thought quickly of the words she learned and this time the far right head replied, 'I wish to know the pleasures of the demons.'
The death god merely smirked and said, "why would you want to learn such things Cerberus? You have guarded the gates for time unmeasured and haven't had any difficulties before. Why now?" Cerberus thought for a moment and the left head spoke, 'as you said my lord I have guarded the gates for such a long time I have done nothing else but watch souls march to their end. The only activity worth my memory is being captured or conquered by hero's who come to the underworld. Those are not fond memories my lord.'
The death god placed his hand in his chin and thought for a moment. He had always thought Cerberus was as dull witted as she was monstrous but he was beginning to have second thoughts. "What would you do with these pleasures of demons?" the lord asked, his mouth behind his fingers. Cerberus looked at herself, all three heads looking at one another as if the other two had the answer.
The three heads looked to the god of death and spoke in unison, 'I am not sure my lord. To be honest I never thought you would consider my request.' The death god let out a tremendous laugh, to think this beast wanted something she wouldn't know what to do with. The death god smirked darkly and said, "I suppose after ages of guarding the gates of hell one could get a bit bored. I grant your request Cerberus, you will have one year to enjoy the pleasures of a demon but be cautious. The underworld is far different inside than it is at the gate or in my great hall."
Cerberus nodded and bowed her three heads to her master, then without warning her eyes snapped open and she watched as a thick black mist covered her from the tip of her nose to the slithering snake that was her tail. She howled loudly as she felt the mist invaded her body, ripping apart the old and sewing it back together into a different form. The god of death looked down upon Cerberus as she howled and screamed in pain. If she wanted the pleasure, she would have to withstand the pain. A small smirk graced his face as the black mist began to disperse and the new Cerberus appeared.
Cerberus whimpered lightly as the pain began to worsen, she felt her bones be broken then reform. She felt her skin be cut then mended together. She felt some organs within her being removed while others were put in it's place. At the zenith of it all she howled in pain as she felt her very spine be broken then reset into a different shape altogether.
As the pain lessened she panted for breath, her exhales sounding like painful whimpers as she sat on the ground. The cloud dispersed as it had come, silently and swiftly. As the mist vanished it revealed Cerberus and all of her changes. Her body was no longer the monstrous form that had entered the vast hall. Her body was leaner, curvier, she had the figure of a human. Her body was still gigantic by human standards, her height alone could easily reach the same thirteen feet she was when she was the monster.
She looked at her body, her three heads searching each and every bit of it and storing the memory of it in their collective memory bank. She stood and examined the body further, enjoying the feeling of not being weighed down by her former bodies bulk. This humanoid body was very smooth and flexible compared to her past form and it was coated in a fine yet slightly coarse dark silver fur, it covered almost every inch of her new body.
Her three heads were still present and they still held the same canine characteristics she had when she was the guardian of hell but they were now just a bit closer together since her shoulders were no where near as wide as they had been. Waving behind her was her serpentine tail, hissing and writhing as its independent mind adjusted to its slight change.
She held up her front paws and found them to be transformed just as her body had been. They were now the hands of a human but with soft black pads on her palms and long black claws on her fingers. She looked down at her rear paws to find they had changed into the feet of a human but like her forepaws there were pads on the bottom and claws on each toe.
She examined the trunk of her humanoid body closer, inspecting the two bulges on her chest finding them sensitive to her touch. She shivered a bit at her own ministrations, she was finding pleasure in the briefest of contact. This must be was what the demons meant when they told of their own pleasure.
She would have continued with her bodily exploration but the great god spoke, "do you enjoy your new body Cerberus?" Cerberus's hands jumped to her sides and she bowed to her master, all the heads speaking as one, 'yes lord. Thank you for your great generosity.'
The lord of death smiled to himself and said, "think of it not as generosity but as your payment for your years of unquestioned service. You may leave now Cerberus but remember, one years time in this body and that is all." Cerberus nodded quickly and left to explore her new body more before she explored the underworld.
The god of death chuckled grimly to himself, "let us see what the underworld thinks of the new Cerberus. I might just be inclined to keep her this way." The god of death leaned back into his throne and held his hands together in thought, the underworld just became a bit more interesting.
Cerberus rushed from the throne room to her post at the gates, she was intent on exploring this body more and the only place she knew that had peace was her den. Her three heads worked as a team, searching for any sign of a demon that might spot her and stop her to ask questions. She wanted to find out all she could about this body now.
Cerberus easily made it to her den, whatever souls had seen her merely attributed it to another demon of hell lurking in the shadows. Cerberus went to the farthest corner of her den, she had dug it out of the ground near her post for the past five hundred years so she could have some peace from the screaming of pain that she had heard every day. Cerberus lit one of the many torches on the wall and sat down before it, exploring the front of this body in the sparse light.
Her paws traveled to the two globes on her chest once again and as before the brief touch she gave them gave her a small spark of pleasure. Her paws fondled and caressed the orbs, her three heads moaning and panting as her heart sped up and warmth flowed throughout her body.
For a being that had never before had pleasure, this was complete and utter joy. Cerberus's paws slowly left her chest and her mind went back to it's normal functions noticing for the first time that the insides of her thighs were wet. She spread her legs on the floor and her three heads looked down to see a small part in her fur and from that slit came a clear fluid that had dripped down her thighs and to the floor.
Her paw went cautiously to the part in her fur, questioning herself on what it was and what it did. For a beast of hell she wasn't as learned in sins of the flesh as most. Her hand just barely brushed the edge of the slit and all three of her heads let out a gasp of pleasure, it was like a lightning bolt dancing across her skin. Her paw brushed the line again earning a deep moan from her mouths. So this was the pleasure of the demons.
Her left paw rose and cupped her chest mound while her right paw serviced the slit below. Her mind was wracked with pleasure as her right paw furiously rubbed the swelling mound and her left paw kneaded the flesh on her chest. Still, the pleasure grew higher and more intense until finally she felt a wall break within her and she howled in pleasure.
A small tsunami of fluid burst from her slit and she moaned, panted, and howled all at the same time. As the pleasure wave washed over her she felt different, she felt better than she ever had in her eons of service to the gods. She felt a wall crack within her but the strain of her transformation and her immense pleasure caught up to her and for the first time since she was born, all three heads fell asleep at once.
Cerberus awoke to find that none had disturbed her in her sleep, that was something she was thankful for. What would she do if some demon awoke her with its attempts to kill her. At least, she hoped they would be attempts and not a success. Cerberus cleared out the clutter from her mind and remembered the other day, the pleasure she felt was impossible to describe and she wanted to experience it again but she had a whole underworld to explore and with only a year to do it she wanted to get started soon.
She rose and exited the cave, the remnants of her past pleasure gone when she woke up. She walked through the gates of hell easily, no soul or demon was going to argue with the titanic creature.
For nine months Cerberus explored the underworld, watched the horrific torture of the souls who had betrayed the gods. To her it was confusing but not unpleasant. When she was created all she knew was guarding and following orders from the gods. Now as she watched the souls of the damned be tortured, she had no thoughts. She held no emotion for those in pain and those suffering, if they were experiencing it then they most likely deserved it.
For nine months Cerberus observed and watched, her instincts telling her that was what to do in situations such as this. She complied and merely observed over the underworld like the guardian she was.
For nine months Cerberus had no relief as she did the first day she obtained her body, it was maddening. She wanted to experience the pleasure again, to feel everything melt around her and let only herself and her pleasure be known. Alas, she never found a place quite like her den. She hadn't found a place that was guaranteed solitary.
Cerberus observed everything she could, her three heads looking in different directions as she walked. A long time ago she figured out the secrets of this body and found it to be remarkably similar to her old one. It was incredibly strong and it was immortal, the main differences were her body structure and her ability to feel pleasure.
Cerberus recognized the area she was heading into, it was a zone where no demons went. They wouldn't even walk past the entrance to this area, they called it a forbidden zone. In her centuries of guarding the gates Cerberus had never heard of this forbidden zone so when she learned of its existence she couldn't help herself. She entered the abandoned area without so much as a flinch. After all she was immortal, what could do harm to her?
Cerberus found this area to be very quiet and rough, as if it were dug hurriedly and without any care or finesse. With each step she wondered if the walls would cave in with the slightest touch. She didn't bother thinking about it just as she heard a low growl and sounds of a violent struggle.
From this point on Cerberus continued cautiously, her body tense and on edge on the off chance she would need to kill. Her three heads turned and faced in different directions, taking in everything and anything with their eyes, ears, and noses.
The pathway was long and winding, the guttural growls and vicious snarls growing louder and louder with each step. Cerberus got shivers along her spine, this was why none of the demons entered this area. Cerberus shoved her fear into the back of her mind, it was unbecoming of a immortal of her stature to hold fear of the unknown. Cerberus turned a corner and she was there, the sight of it made all three sets of her eyes spring open and her mind form a nice neat blank.
Snarling and growling with all of his might was a creature, much like her in a sense. The creature had to be her size if not more and like her it was humanoid. The beasts head was that of a wolf and it's body was covered in a pitch black fur. It thrashed about in it's bindings that held it to a wall, the chains that held it were nothing but a thin red ribbon.
The creature payed no attention to Cerberus as it continued it's struggle in it's ribbon bindings. Cerberus, despite the horrific sounds and sights this being provided her, broke out into laugher. Instantly the creature froze and turned to Cerberus, a deep growl welling in it's throat as it spat out in the language of the demons, "what the hell are you!"
Cerberus was surprised at the sheer volume of the creatures voice but payed it no mind as she replied, 'I am Cerberus, the guardian of the gates. What are you?' The creature snarled, normally he could feel the fear of ANYTHING just by the sight of him. This 'Cerberus' was different. "I am Fenrir and it would be wise not to laugh at me," Fenrir growled as he struggled against his binds.
Cerberus tilted her three heads, all of them speaking in unison, 'Fenrir? I have never heard of you.' Fenrir stopped his struggles and hung on the wall, his body positioned as if he were being crucified. This gave Cerberus a clear view of his entire body. He WAS very similar to Cerberus. With the exception of his fur, the number of his heads, the chest shape, and the cloth wrapped around his waist they could very well be the same creature.
Fenrir glared with all his might but hundreds of years of fighting his bonds left him tired and weak. If anything he looked pitiful, his fur was matted in numerous places where dirt and sweat congealed. Around his wrists and ankles, where his red ribbon binds lie, his fur was matted with blood and parted with scars and cuts.
Cerberus looked to his wolf face, it was tired and angry. Those were two emotions she could easily read off of a face. She had seen it constantly through her exploration of the underworld. His head dropped to his chest to rest and she looked at the rest of his body, it was very muscular but his stomach was caved in. He probably hadn't a thing to eat or drink since he was sentenced to this torture.
A thought struck Cerberus which her center head voiced, 'are you still living?' Fenrir glanced at her, his right eye opening while his left eye stayed closed in exhaustion, "yes, I am. I was put here not killed." Cerberus stared at the wolf creature as he slunk down and rested, his breathing was deep and forced. He was probably suffocating himself with his own body but he refused to die.
Cerberus looked to Fenrir, her right head asking, 'how long have you been trapped here?' Fenrir pulled himself by his arms so he could take a breath, "hundreds, possibly thousands of years. I wouldn't know, they left me with no way to tell time."
'Who put you here?' Cerberus asked, her three heads voicing as one. Fenrir bared his teeth and spoke with enough venom to kill, "the gods...those damned GODS!" Fenrir began his struggle anew but as ever it was to no avail, he was trapped and he was meant to be trapped for all eternity by his thin yet unbreakable binds.
Cerberus was shocked at Fenrir's voice, she could feel the anger he held for the gods. She could practically smell the pain and betrayal that floated about him like a cologne. Her creation told her to aid the gods, to bend to their whim, especially the will of her master. 'If you are here then you have good reason to be,' Cerberus said, her three heads speaking as one again.
Fenrir growled deeply and said, "what would you know? I've never seen you in the realm of the gods, you don't know a thing." Cerberus growled lightly and her middle head spoke, 'at least I know the gods only punish those worthy of it!' Fenrir laughed wryly, "you still believe in the gods being all high and mighty? Tell me, have you ever seen the woman who comes here for five months a year then just as quickly vanishes?"
Cerberus's head worked in sync, remembering several instances when a woman walked in then was allowed to walk out escorted by her master. 'Yes, I do,' Cerberus's left head stated. Fenrir grinned widely, "well then you should know she was tricked into coming here. Your god forces her to live in this hole for five months, on the human world everything dies because her mother is the god of plant life and fertility. The humans and even the gods suffer from your masters selfishness."
Cerberus growled, all of her instinct telling her to protect her gods, 'don't spread those lies of yours!' Fenrir smiled, "I speak no lies Cerberus, I tell only the truth." Cerberus snarled and raced up to Fenrir, grasping his forearms and digging her claws into his fur covered flesh as her three heads growled out, 'it would be wise for you to hold your tongue.'
Fenrir grinned wider as he said, "well then Cerberus, I suppose you don't wish to know why I'm attached to a wall in the deepest cave of the underworld when I am clearly alive." Cerberus said nothing but it didn't matter, Fenrir just continued. "They feared me Cerberus, I grew to much for them to handle. They bound me in their strongest chains and I broke free as if they were cobwebs. They tricked me with another test of strength, this red ribbon that holds me to this wall is made of impossible things. A cats footstep, the roots of a mountain, a woman's beard, a fishes breath, birds spittle."
Fenrir got nose to nose with the center Cerberus head, "they tricked me and they intend on keeping me here forever, they will let me rot for all eternity simply because I grew as every other creature has the right to. Can do you still defend them now?" Cerberus stared into Fenrir's furious red eyes and found herself backing away. She found no element of treachery in his stare, only the cold fire that most souls have for their most hated enemy.
'Why have you told me this Fenrir?' Cerberus asked cautiously, she felt that fear creep up her spine but she forced it down the best she could. By all reason if this creature was feared by the gods then she must fear it too. A wicked grin split Fenrir's face and he simply said, "I find myself stuck to this wall, you could always help me out."
Cerberus growled loudly, two of her three heads snapping and barking at the bound wolf. 'Why would I help one as wicked as you? If you were freed then you would go directly to kill the gods!' Cerberus's right head proclaimed. Fenrir smiled and said, "I've heard that the beast Cerberus was a gigantic dog with three heads. If you claim to be the same Cerberus then why is this stunning beauty before me?"
Cerberus blinked and two of her heads shook off the shock. She suddenly felt self conscious of herself but shook it off and attempted to regain the rage she felt before. 'I wished to know something and my lord granted my request. He is quite the humble god!' Cerberus snarled, her three heads working in unison again. "You mean the same god that changed me into this form?" Fenrir said earning a look of complete shock from Cerberus.
"I used to be a massive wolf, feared across the lands and even among the gods. Then this 'death god' of yours found my situation to easy so he changed me into this. Held onto a wall with this ridiculous red ribbon, it's insulting," Fenrir growled his arm pulling forward to accentuate his point.
Cerberus didn't have any more words to speak, her centuries of loyalty had been shot down the drain...deep inside something cracked just a bit more. Cerberus had to sit down, she had to rest after this. She slowly got down on the floor, curled up into a ball, and like that all three of her heads fell asleep all at once.
"Hey..." came a voice within the darkness. Cerberus had a feeling she knew that voice, it was so familiar. "HEY!" the voice shouted and Cerberus sat up, all three of her heads on alert for any movement what so ever. "Up here," came the voice and Cerberus looked up to find a very irate Fenrir looking down at her from his imprisonment on the wall. Cerberus said nothing as she stretched on the ground, hearing the several poppings of her joints.
"Well rested?" Fenrir asked sharply to which Cerberus responded curtly, 'yes I am.' Fenrir shook his head, if he didn't have enough problems with being attached to the wall he had to hang there as this naked creature writhed before him in her sleep. Needless to say he didn't have any bit of rest while she slept. "Do you ever wear clothes?" Fenrir asked, trying to tear his eyes away from the stretching Cerberus before him.
Cerberus ceased her stretching and faced Fenrir, a questioning look in her faces as her middle head spoke, 'clothes? Why would I have a need for rags to cover myself?" Fenrir scowled and said, "now I truly know you're a beast of hell! You fling around sex as if it were common place!" Cerberus was confused at what had just happened, apparently her face showed it because Fenrir growled and pulled at his ribbon chains.
"Don't play innocent Cerberus! I know the underworld is filled with liars and sinners of all kinds! It shouldn't have taken long for it to effect the beast that guards it!" Fenrir growled earning even more confused looks from Cerberus. This had to be the most confused she had ever been since that hero grabbed her and dragged her out into the human world then carried her back.
Fenrir searched Cerberus's face and eyes, she was honestly and truly confused. He was just confused by the prospect, how could a best of hell not know the sins of the flesh? He growled to himself, she had always been at the gates! She could never have known about the inner-workings of the underworld, why else would she be here? However a great thundering in his stomach reminded him it wasn't something to dwell on, if he couldn't get down any time soon then he might as well hope for some other pleasure.
Fenrir rolled his head on his neck with a slight popping sound, "ah it has been so long since I have felt the ground beneath my paws. Several hundred years if I guess accurately..." Cerberus began to growl once again, she had enough defaming the gods the other day to change her mind.
See if a creature such as Cerberus is bombarded with enough evidence and facts, their view of the world can be changed dramatically. In this instance Fenrir produced just enough to leave her mind in turmoil, confused about what it should do in the situation. Part of her several thousand year loyalty held fast while her incomplete 'programming' told her to do the opposite.
"I suppose that is to much to ask so," Fenrir said with a diminishing smile; he was going to take a shot, "have you any food?" Cerberus's growls instantly stopped as her heads looked at each other in silent conference. They all turned to Fenrir and spoke in unison, 'I suppose I can find something.' Fenrir's face split into a wide grin, "thank you, I haven't eaten anything for hundreds of years." Cerberus looked at Fenrir in confusion but turned and left, her objective to gather some food for herself and the wolf held to the wall.
Fenrir did not have to wait long, Cerberus returned with food almost as quickly as she left. Where she got it she wouldn't say but it smelled heavenly to Fenrir. "Would you do me a favor and hand me to food, I cannot grab it on my own you see," Fenrir said while Cerberus nodded. Cerberus carefully handed him the leg of lamb and with one swift bite he had devoured the entire thing, bone and all.
Cerberus had never noticed how thin he was, his body had to be fur, skin, muscle, and bones. She could actually track the lamb as it went down his throat and to his stomach. Cerberus looked at her meager portions, she wasn't that hungry. 'Would you like my food too?' Cerberus asked while Fenrir nodded swiftly, "oh thank you! For a being born to guard the gates of hell you are very generous."
Fenrir quickly snapped up the food and licked his lips, savoring the taste as he felt the food slide down his throat and into his stomach. The food was exquisite, even more so that he hadn't eaten in so long. Fenrir let out a pleased sigh and lay his head back on the wall, a small smile on his face as he memorized his first meal in the underworld. Fenrir looked down and his eyes snapped open, "wait!"
Cerberus was almost around the corner until he called, her three heads turned to look at him in confusion, 'what is it?' "Are you leaving?" Fenrir asked, a curious tone in his voice. Cerberus nodded, 'I want to explore the rest of the underworld before my time in this body is through.' Fenrir nodded slowly, he might as well get used to the feeling of an empty stomach again.
Cerberus looked away from Fenrir, one of her heads turning and looking down the hall while the other two stared at the ground, 'I suppose I can return until I am to be changed back.' Fenrir looked at her and said, "what would guarantee it?" Cerberus stared at the ground thoughtfully for a few moments, '...show me the pleasures of the demons on my final return.'
Fenrir's eyes snapped open in surprise and barely restrained joy, "you know that would entail releasing me from my binds." Cerberus gulped, her three heads working to leave no point unchecked as she said, 'yes.' "When will this take place?" Fenrir asked, his eyes and ears looking for any bit of betrayal. 'Three months,' Cerberus replied, 'that is when I am to be turned back into my normal form.'
Fenrir thought momentarily then smiled lightly, "you have a deal."
Cerberus's first return was a week later, she brought more food and aided Fenrir in consuming his fill. By the end of it all his stomach was slightly bulged and he let out a satisfied sigh, "oh that was wonderful. Where do you find such wonderful food in the underworld?" Cerberus shrugged and her middle head responded, 'many of the residents have a food torture. Some have food that they can never eat just sitting there for them to stare at. I just took some of the food from them, they seemed almost grateful that I did so.'
Fenrir smiled, "beauty and a fair heart for a beast born for the underworld. Honestly I never would have thought you were from here had we met under different circumstances." Cerberus turned her heads away shyly and answered in unison, 'it is nothing. Besides, I was only meant to guard the gates. I was never meant to inflict torture upon the residents.'
Fenrir smiled that same insane smile Cerberus had slowly become fond of, "that may be true but any beast that resides in the underworld for as long as you have eventually succumbs to it's nature. You haven't which shows a very strong will on your part. That is yet another thing I can add to the list, beauty, heart, and will power."
Cerberus tried to be calm but her snake tail disobeyed her, moving wildly in pleasure from the compliments. She suddenly found herself growing impatient, not at Fenrir but for the day that was still months away from taking place. She hurriedly stood, 'I must be going now. Goodbye Fenrir.'
Fenrir smiled lightly, "goodbye Cerberus until we meet again." Cerberus left thinking that Fenrir's attitude had certainly improved and it was getting harder and harder to keep to the planned time of months from now rather than just letting him down and having him teach her now.
Cerberus returned the following week, carrying more food and a few stories about the underworld. They shared the food and talked, both of them finding solace in the other despite the fact that they were in the underworld. Cerberus left and returned week after week, most of the times with food and stories. Thanks to the food Fenrir was regaining his strength and his energy and thanks to Cerberus he was feeling much better about his situation. Cerberus was very content with how things were but she was still eager to learn the lesson that she had originally set out to find, the pleasures of demons.
The day had finally arrived, after three months of waiting and talking Fenrir was to teach Cerberus the pleasures of the demons. Fenrir waited eagerly, his tail wagging as much as it could in anticipation. To him this wasn't just a way to get off the wall, to be perfectly honest he had grown quite fond Cerberus and her confounding innocence. How a creature like her still remained innocent in a place such as this was beyond him. No matter what questions he asked they didn't add up but he didn't let his mind dwell on it to much.
He heard the sound of soft padding coming down the corridor, he smelt her scent wafting through the otherwise stale air. It was already starting to effect him but he shoved it to the back of his mind, he had to play this one with sutilty and tactfulness. In time Cerberus showed herself, all three of her heads looking nervous as they constantly scouted the area they had been to dozens of times before.
"Greetings Cerberus, did you enjoy your tour of the underworld?" Fenrir asked lightly, working on a completely different subject than what Cerberus was actually here for. Cerberus's three heads snapped to face him, all of them with a glare, 'you know why I'm here Fenrir.' Fenrir nodded, "of course I do my lovely Cerberus. You wish to know the pleasures of the demons and, consiquently, the gods." Cerberus's glare never faltered as her right head said, 'how do I remove the chains?'
Fenrir shrugged, "damned if I know but if there is one thing I do know is that chains are destined to break. If you grab hold and pull as I try to break free the combined power should snap the bonds and allow me to escape." Cerberus nodded slowly, it wasn't a rock solid plan but it was the best they had. With one more cautionary glance around Cerberus approached Fenrir, her clawed hand reaching out and grabbing hold of Fenrir's right arm.
"We pull on the count of three," Fenrir said to which Cerberus nodded, "one...two...three!" As soon as that left his mouth both Fenrir and Cerberus pulled, their combined strengths not enough to budge the little red ribbon. When they both stopped pulling they were panting for breath, the ribbon was just to strong for them to break in their current state. Fenrir growled angrily as he tugged at the ribbon, this thing was the bane of his entire existence right about now.
Cerberus was heart broken as she sat down in front of Fenrir, she was looking forward to this day and since Fenrir was still attached to the wall he couldn't do anything. "This is...a temporary set back," Fenrir growled, a small smile creeping its way onto his face. "Cerberus," Fenrir began, "how would you like to be shown one pleasure of the demons?" Cerberus's three heads jumped in anticipation and looked at Fenrir with wide eyes, 'how is that possible? You're still attached on the wall.'
Fenrir grinned and said, "if I am correct than after you're done with your first lesson I'll be free to show you a many as you like." Cerberus smiled brightly and Fenrir had to smile back, even in this form she was quite beautiful. Cerberus looked up at him expectantly, even though she was intelligent this was a new terrain for her, 'well what do I do?' Fenrir smiled at the reaction the next words had on her expression, "remove my loin cloth."
Cerberus stared up in confusion, shock, and a tad bit of arousal. Her three heads nodded and she got to her knees turning to the task of removing the cloth. Seeing as it was behind a few strands of ribbon it was a little bit of a chore to remove but when she did all three sets of eyes snapped open and she gasped, cooed, and whimpered all at the same time. Sitting before her, attached to Fenrir's waist, was a sheath of fur that had to be about the size of her hand and connected to this sheath was a large sack with two orbs inside of it.
Fenrir chuckled at Cerberus's honest confusion as one head looked up at him, "touch it, it's not going to bite you." Cerberus's head that was looking up at Fenrir nodded and then it joined the other three as they inspected the sheath and parcel. They looked at each other, their own private conference, and then turned as one with determination in their eyes.
Her right hand reached out and grasped the sack, holding the balls gently as if to much pressure could crush the precious jewels inside. Her left grasped the sheath, stroking it lightly as she felt the object within faintly pulse. Fenrir stiffened and let out a sigh to which Cerberus ceased her ministrations and her three heads looked up at Fenrir, 'are you ok? Did I do something wrong?' Fenrir laughed, "I'm fine, that just felt wonderful." Her three heads looked at him skeptically, 'are you sure?'
Fenrir chuckled, "well if you don't like taking into account that the last female attention I had was hundreds of years ago then look at your work." Cerberus looked to the sheath and sack to find that the sheath had grown and from the top of it sprouted a small pink protuberance of flesh. Cerberus's heads got closer and examined the sheath and the new extension that was appearing. Slowly Cerberus reached up with her paws again and fondled the sack and sheath again earning a deep moan from Fenrir.
As she continued her work the sheath and the pink flesh grew until Fenrir moaned, "you can stop, you've got it now." Protruding from Fenrir's waist had to be the envy of every male creature in existence. It was a gargantuan pole but it was JUST under the limit of unusable. Cerberus stared in awe at the massive pink turned raging red staff that extended from Fenrir's waist. She was so enthralled with the growth that she had forgotten completely about how big it had gotten. As Fenrir's scent wafted into her nose she couldn't help but feel her body responding, increasing the urge in her lower core to have it touched weather it be by her own paws or this massive staff that stood at ridged attention before her.
Fenrir laughed a little, "here is the second part of the first lesson, taste it." Cerberus's head shot up and looked at him, not in disgust but in surprise. 'But Fenrir,' her right head said, 'isn't that supposed to go...' Cerberus trailed off and Fenrir couldn't help but snicker a little, for her to be uncomfortable about herself was just amazing to him. "Right now take a taste," Fenrir said with a smirk, "I think you'll be pleasantly surprised."
Cerberus's heads turned to look at the staff, noticing for the first time the clear liquid covering it that had came out in small drops from the tip every so often. Cerberus's center head seemed to be the bravest so it moved forward, slowly as if to gauge for any danger. She was so close to his scent it was driving her insane but she held it long enough for her tongue to dart out and give the pre soaked tool a small lick.
Cerberus's body shivered with pleasure, that single lick of pre from Fenrir's staff was enough to give her body a miniature orgasm. She was breathing heavily as she stared at the tool before her, why stop at a lick when she could have the whole thing? Instantly all three heads darted out for the tool but the middle was the fastest and with a long lick from base to tip the other two backed off and basked in the glow of the middle heads work.
Fenrir moaned in delight as Cerberus's long tongue trailed his staff from sheath to tip, cleaning his rod of the accumulated pre that had settled in while it grew. By now she had to have figured out its properties and the way it gave her small tastes of the real thing, maybe he should tell her. "Cerberus," Fenrir gasped as she cleaned off that last remaining trail of pre, "you've been feeling the pleasure correct?"
Cerberus growled contently as her paw grasped the tool, "yes I have, it's so wonderful that just this liquid can make me feel this way." Fenrir smiled and said, "what if I told you there was another liquid that was one thousand times stronger than the clear one that coated me." Cerberus was all ears as Fenrir said, "just take it into your mouth and suck." Cerberus looked confused but Fenrir had yet to lie to her.
She tilted the pole so it was just about level with her face, this alone made her back up just a bit and worry about this thing going into her. She shook it off mentally, if she wanted to experience the pleasure then she would have to get past it. As usual her middle head was the one that was the aggressor, it opened its maw and in one foul swoop it engulfed the head of the organ with its warm wet mouth.
Fenrir growled in pain and pleasure, the mouth that now encircled his staff was excellent but the sharp teeth pocking into the side was not. "Try not to scrape it with your teeth," he whimpered and Cerberus's mouth opened slightly while her left head spoke, "like that?" Fenrir felt the powerful suction created by Cerberus's mouth, it felt like she was trying to suck a fish through reed stalks.
"Yes," Fenrir growled in pleasure, "move up and down a little." Like that the middle head began to bob, nothing spectacular just an inch or two but for Fenrir it felt like paradise. "Try and go a little more and take your time," Fenrir said through a moan, "try using your tongue and your other heads." The other two heads nodded to Fenrir's request and they began missions of their own, the right head took up the task of teasing Fenrir's sack while the left licked the area where the middle head's mouth didn't reach.
Fenrir's head lolled back and he let out a loud deep moan, oh it felt so completely and utterly wonderful. The middle head was getting better and better with time, she could now take just about a quarter of the staff into her mouth without her teeth getting in the way. For him it didn't matter, with his eyes closed and his mind gone a neat blank it felt like there were three servicing him rather than just one.
Suddenly he felt a familiar tightness well in his lower stomach, "Cerberus! Here comes your promised liquid! Don't spill a drop!" Cerberus's two outer heads broke from their actions and focused on the middle, ready to catch any of the liquid it might spill. The middle head continued to bob and suckle like a starving pup to any source of milk. She could feel Fenrir shudder and with one loud and pronounced growl her mouth was filled with liquid.
Cerberus middle head swallowed the huge payload only to be injected with more and more until it began to spill out the sides of her mouth. Her other two heads joined in on the liquid feast, the taste of the creamy seed was unlike anything she had ever tasted before. It was hot as it blasted from Fenrir's pole but aside from the temperature it felt thick and very smooth. It tasted salty with hints of sweet here and there, a delicious combination in Cerberus's mind.
As she drank the cream she suddenly felt its effects boiling within her. It started at her core like an inferno starting from a single ember. She didn't know it yet but Fenrir had ceased producing the milk on which she fed but she kept suckling and licking making sure she didn't miss a drop. Suddenly her mouth drew back from Fenrir's staff, a popping sound proving how much suction she had been utilizing, and she fell to the ground spasming in orgasmic pleasure.
She screamed, howled, and panted all at once. Her paws reached up and fondled her chest globes as her snake tail rubbed all over the slit between her legs, all of this to prolonging the sensation that had washed over her. The pleasure continued for a long time, her body writhing on the floor in the throes of orgasmic paradise, it was unbelievable. As she descended down from her dizzying heights she finally took into focus the world and what had happened.
Fenrir smiled down at her, his erection still very prominent as it jutted from his hips. Cerberus licked her lips as she saw the organ ready and rearing to give her another feast but Fenrir waved his paw at her, a clear sign that the use of her mouth was done for the day. Suddenly Cerberus realized something, Fenrir's arm was free!
She looked to the wall where Fenrir's arm used to hang but the only thing that lie there were a few snapped ribbons and a crater where Fenrir's arm pushed off the wall. Fenrir smiled wide and said, "one arm free but the rest should be easy." Fenrir reached down and grasped the binds that held his torso and other arm in place, he either snapped them or pulled them through the wall. He worked from his neck down to his legs until he fell to the ground and crouched, still not used to walking he remained low to the ground with his impressive staff swaying between his legs.
"I'm curious," Fenrir said with a wicked smile as he approached Cerberus on his paws and feet, "what would you taste like." Cerberus's right head was in fear, it had taken the information a different way than the others had. They were smiling in a way the could border on seductive if Cerberus knew how to act that way. Fenrir got to the tips of Cerberus's toes, his mouth opening wide revealing a tongue that was almost as impressive as his member.
The right head turned to the others in fear but seeing their smiles she turned to watch Fenrir and his actions without to much paranoia. Fenrir's tongue trailed up Cerberus's right leg, parting the fur to lick at the soft flesh beneath. Cerberus shivered in anticipation as Fenrir got closer and closer to her core with that wild tongue of his. Just before he reached her slit her took a detour around and went down her other leg in his teasing licking pattern.
This continued, pass after pass of no pure relief for Cerberus who just lie there panting and on the verge of begging. 'Fenrir,' she moaned to catch his attention, 'please.' Fenrir backed off just centimeters to the goal, "please what?" Cerberus's middle head growled but the other two moaned out, 'please use that long tongue! Please I beg of you do it!' Fenrir smirked evilly, "as you wish."
With that Fenrir's tongue raced down and began to feverishly lick Cerberus's slit, from top to bottom his tongue didn't miss an inch. Fenrir smirked as his tongue ceased the licking for just a moment. Cerberus's middle head began to whine but it quickly lolled back with a whimper of pleasure, Fenrir's tongue had driven into her slit lapping the walls with it's great length. Cerberus whimpered and whined, this was the feeling of tortured pleasure. Prolonged and agonizingly slow until the very end when release feels like pure heaven.
Suddenly Fenrir's tongue brushed over a certain spot, it was slightly ridged and much more spongy than the area around it. Cerberus's heads tilted back in a pleasure filled howl and her walls contracted around Fenrir's tongue, nearly trapping him inside. Fenrir was lucky enough to withdraw his tongue but it wasn't enough to save him. Cerberus grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face into her, a good portion of his muzzle disappeared into her opening as she pulled violently on him in at the very apex of her orgasm.
When she finally climbed down from the top she realized that Fenrir was clawing at the paws that were holding him into her. She instantly release him and he withdrew himself with a great breath. "I'm sorry," she exclaimed as she forgot about her fatigue and rose up to help him, "I lost control!" Fenrir grinned and his long tongue snaked out, licking away any and all fluids that she had left on his muzzle. "It is ok my beautiful Cerberus however," he said as he swung his legs around and lie on his back with his monstrous erection standing proud in the air. He rested on his elbows as he spoke, "I believe this will be the final lesson for the day."
Cerberus stared at the tool in both lust and fear, that was the thing that was going to bring her to the highest of heights but it also looked far to large for her to handle. Fenrir smiled, "don't worry Cerberus, you'll be on top for a while. Take your time." Cerberus's three heads nodded as one and she carefully crawled over to Fenrir, having to rise her body up higher to not hit the throbbing red tree but it just barely brushed her slit earning both of them a shiver in anticipation.
She was ready and poised to take him in but she stopped, her three heads observing him as he lie there panting in anticipation. This was the first time Cerberus had truly noticed their body difference. He was larger than her but not by much, he lie about five inches longer than her and he was wider. Cerberus stared at his body, under the fur and skin was pure muscle and this fact alone made her heart race.
But it wasn't just the fact that he was strong that attracted him to her, for a beast of hell she felt out of place saying it was his spirit but that was what it was. She admired his spirit along with his physical strength. For anything to lie strapped to a wall for thousands of year and not die was a feat but add into the fact that he had no food or water and it proved Fenrir's strength. She removed herself from the position and crawled up those few remaining inches to be nose to nose with him.
He had a look of pure confusion on his face but her middle head merely smiled and then laid her lips on his. She had seen souls of loved ones do this from time to time before they were separated at the gates and she felt it was right to do it to Fenrir. Needless to say Fenrir was confused but that didn't stop him from kissing her back. Their mouths opened slightly and their tongues invaded the others maw, Fenrir's was obviously longer and more skilled but Cerberus made up for it with her vigor. They continued to kiss until they both felt the throb in their loins, it was time for them to take this to the final level.
They parted with smiles on both their faces as Cerberus inched back, drawing her wet slit along Fenrir's length until she reached the very tip. Cerberus took a few breaths then slowly began to lower herself on the monster of a pole. Instantly she began to whimper and take shorter breaths, the monster was stretching her out and plowing deep into her body. She looked down and found she hadn't even gone halfway down yet. She whimpered as she lowered herself down more, feeling a pop and a sharp burst of pain almost made her rise up but Fenrir held her hips.
"Don't worry Cerberus, that was just your barrier. Take your time," Fenrir said letting go of Cerberus's hips and letting her take control. Cerberus took a few more deep breaths and continued on her path down the enormous pole. She moaned and whimpered constantly but at last she finally hilted the monster in her warm passage. She could feel the girth stretching her and she could feel the shaft reach all the way past her cervix and into her very womb.
She ran her paws down the bulge where the massive tool lie and if she pressed into a her skin hard enough she could feel the pulsating of the pole just beneath the flesh. It made her feel so full and complete, she never wanted to be without this feeling ever again. She sighed and leaned forward, laying on Fenrir's chest as his tool lay deep within her womb. 'Dear gods this feels wonderful,' her three heads whispered at once as they traced the line in her stomach again.
Fenrir smirked, he could over look the gods comment seeing as he too was feeling quite please with himself and Cerberus. She was tight, tighter than any he had conquered before and she was slick too. It made the process all the more easy to slide into her. However she had something the others didn't, she had his emotions wrapped around her paw.
"Think about how it'll feel when it's moving," Fenrir said. Her touching through her own body was just enhancing the experience for him. He could feel her paw as it stroked his length from the outside and he wanted to start bucking badly. Cerberus smiled as she pushed herself off of his chest, straddling him as she looked down at the bulge in her lower abdomen.
Cerberus's three heads smiled, 'well now you ARE a very big wolf.' Her paw firmly caressed the bulge that appeared in her fur and she was rewarded by a spark of pleasure inside of her own body and a shiver of ecstasy from Fenrir. Slowly, she ran a single digit from the tip of the bulge to the base and back again earning a strangled moan from Fenrir. Then she grasped the edges of the bulge and stroked it up and down hearing more moans and a few hissing breaths from Fenrir.
She would have continued her experimenting with this sensitive bulge but she felt Fenrir's hips buck, ever so slightly, and that was the end for her. The pleasure she felt from it laying in her was immense but when it moved it was a whole different story. She rose up about halfway, feeling the emptiness within her womb, only to plop back down forcefully, filling her up to the brim again.
She moaned and screamed just from that simple movement, it felt so amazing that she didn't have words for it. The thing that could come closest to it would be a howl but her breaths were to quick to produce one. Fenrir lolled his head back as Cerberus fell onto his lap once again, he watched and felt the bulge shrink then grow in her lower abdomen and dear gods if it hadn't been the most erotic thing he had ever seen in his life then he didn't know what was.
Slowly the pace began to pick up, Cerberus was raising and dropping onto Fenrir's burning steel with short quick bursts. Suddenly Fenrir grabbed her hips and held her still earning three loud growls, "easy Cerberus. I was thinking of a change of position." Cerberus blinked then smirked wildly as she dropped onto Fenrir's chest, his tool buried to the hilt in her body.
Fenrir smiled and rose with himself and Cerberus still connected, it was amazing that she was able to keep the muscles of her inner walls moving while he repositioned them into a more male dominated position. Cerberus had all of her concentration on her inner muscles, moving and squeezing the invader with loving caresses, so she didn't notice when Fenrir asked if she was ready. Taking her silence as the cue to get going her pulled back and slammed into her earning a yelp then a loud and long moan from her three heads.
Fenrir grinned like a Cheshire cat and began to develop a rhythm, pulling out about half way then ramming it back in with enough force to make her almost scream. He was sure by the number of contractions on his pole she had several minor orgasms but the big one still eluded him and her. Suddenly, on a powerful thrust in, Fenrir felt more resistance than before and he looked down at their connection. On the very base of his staff was a knot, the tieing knot for a titan such as himself.
His eyes widened in surprise and confusion, it was told to him at a young age that the tieing knot for him meant a permanent bond. That whoever he tied with would be the one that bared his children and the one that he would wed and live with forever more. Fenrir stared at the massive red knot and smiled, lightly at first but it grew into a gigantic grin. He knew the exact position for this one.
"We're changing positions again," he announced and Cerberus smiled right up until her pulled out from her completely leaving her feeling empty without that bulge in his abdomen. 'Fenrir!' she called but he grasped her by the shoulder and flipped her over so she was face down. He then grabbed her hips and raised then until his shaft was level with her entrance. 'Ooo...' she cooed as she rested her three chins on her crossed arms, awaiting the eventual penetration from behind.
Fenrir grinned and began to tease Cerberus, drawing just the tip of his massive erection up and down her slit making her growl and whine. At last he relented and drove himself to his knot, earning a loud moan and weak howl from Cerberus. He smiled and went about thrusting into her, slow at first but soon he was like a wolf jackhammer. Cerberus was a myriad of noises, she whined, she whimpered, she cried, she growled, she did anything and everything. She had even started to claw the ground around her until her one paw found her abdomen and she was content with feeling the bulge disappear then reappear just as quickly.
Fenrir could feel it, he was getting close and by the shivers and spasms of her body he could tell Cerberus was getting close as well. Both of their previous orgasms were nothing compared to the one that was fast approaching, they both could feel it. Cerberus's sound grew more frantic and less coherent, she was babbling as her breaths became even more shallow and she rubbed the bulge whenever it pressed into her.
Fenrir growled and groaned, he only had a few more thrusts until he finally bottomed out. He pulled back as far as he could, now or never he supposed, then drove it in with such force that Cerberus's lips had no choice but to let his knot pass. For that brief moment all of time stopped for them. Cerberus's heads raised back to scream in pain and pleasure, Fenrir closed his eyes and bit his tongue so hard it bled.
Fenrir was silent as his seed pumped deep into Cerberus's womb, it was becoming so full that it crawled along the bulge his shaft created and oozed out of Cerberus's nether lips. Cerberus in the mean time was in a state of pure pleasure. He mouths were open wide but no sound except gasping breaths came out. Along the corners of her mouths drool collected then spilled over her chin, her mind too lost to the pleasure to notice or even care. Her inner muscles worked frantically to corral all of Fenrir's sperm deep into her womb but she didn't have to worry, that was where most of it was released.
The silence hung in the room as they both reached the very top, their minds awash in a sea of ecstasy. Their body's long forgotten as their souls traveled higher and higher into the feeling, experiencing pleasure reserved for only those most worthy. It was quite a while before they settled down enough to have cognitive thoughts and even when they did they found they were still stuck together by Fenrir's knot so they still had some time to spend together.
Fenrir lie back in exhaustion and Cerberus followed suit, contented to lie on his chest while she absent mindedly stroked the large bulge that was her lower abdomen. Before she passed into unconsciousness she could have sworn she hear the words, "I love you Cerberus," whispered in her ear.
~The End~