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Ouija Order Demon

Chapter 6: Raidrel Revisited

By Whitepython

The soft creaking of two windows opening in a slow pace in the late night; which allowed a soft but cold breeze to fill the small dorm at the school grounds were enough to bring the peaceful sleep of Raidrel to a sudden halt.

The dorm was a small room with a crammed up bed on the left, and a small desk on the right. With a bedside light on it, and an empty trash can. Along with a drawer under the large window at the wall on the bottom of the room, and a modern wooden door on the remaining wall that on better times used to be white. Now it was gray and worn out with scratch marks around the doorknob.

The reptile procrastinated to stand up, but when the cold wind made the low temperature too unbearable for his cold blooded body; he was forced to stand up after pushing his bedcover aside.

The wingless dragon was wearing a white shirt, and clean gray sweatpants. His clothes and the red mane along his head, spine and tail brought a mediocre protection for his vibrant, yellow and pale cream scaled body against the cold. He moved his almost asleep self towards the window against the invading cold. He looked outside of his dorm for a second, into the night sky and his surroundings. He was at the fourth floor. Outside he could see several trees; whose thin branches and leafs were swung with a soft touch by the cold breeze. Along with the empty street where a couple of cars were parked and orange street lights next to both sidewalks were placed which stretched along his portion of the field of vision from his window.

The annoyed dragon closed the windows. He swore to do something about the faulty lock in the morning, but his annoyance ended when the light of his dorm got turned on asudden, a shiver ran down his spine. He turned around right away, and what he saw made him almost jump through the locked window.

A pair of large, charcoal gray furred plantigrade canine feet were resting over the foot board of the bed by their heels, so that those thick padded canine soles could welcome the foot fetishist reptile.

Two dark furred legs stretched behind those feet. All the way to the crotch where they connected. Displaying in between them a heavy sheath, where a pink erection flopped in a lazy manner over a wall of strong and toned abdominals. Above those abdominals was a pair of thick pectorals, and in between those pectorals a gray streak appeared. A streak which the dragon would find familiar.

At the opposite side of the pectorals two arms bended back were showing their toned biceps, and two hands relaxing under the hellhound-gargoyle's head with a thick hair like mane. His face consisted of the same broad snout and green piercing glare he remembered, but this time the demon had a pair of horns growing upwards behind his somewhat large ears.

Raidrel was shocked to see the demon's fur turned so dark, and those horns behind his ears. Whatever caused the change left it more than clear that his demonic powers had increased, and that couldn't be good.

"We meet again you ungrateful slave," Odranelarus spoke, as his voice of tone reflected how upset he was.

"You... you are that demon from Jaxel's place, how did you find me?!" the wingless dragon spoke in shock.

"My newest slave just told me where to find you."

"What? Who?"

"Some demon hunter you sent my way."

"What are you talking about?" the dragon spoke in plain confusion, "I sent no demon hunter."

"What about that husky guy? He makes quite the great slave; I believe his name is Darasio."

The dragon felt his whole world shattering in a thousand pieces. His maw opened wide as he walked backwards until his rear and tail came in contact with the small drawer under the window, while he lost his breath for a second after receiving such news. He couldn't believe that the husky he liked so much was an undercover demon hunter, and he told him all about this lust demon, but not just that. Without meaning to; he sent him to face a life as a sex slave to this hellhound.

"Awww... poor little scaly slave, disappointed? Sad?" the demon's face reflected a bit of twisted pleasure that he got from hurting someone that hurt him earlier.

"Leave him out of this; you monster!"

The dragon's shock turned into rage, so he directed his attention towards the drawer behind him as he squeezed his jaws in anger. He could hear the demon to chuckle in the background, after the chuckle, the sound of locks being set came from all directions: the window, the entrance door and the drawers.

No matter how much the furious dragon struggled to open the cabinet where he hid his esoteric items; the drawer refused to open up. It was like if the thing was closed with twenty locks; nevertheless, he struggled with it until his frustration came to an end.

When the yellow dragon turned around, he was able to see the demon standing five meters away from him with legs together and fixed on the ground. With his arms wide open and his eyes glowing in green. He was like a large and demonic tower that emitted telekinetic energies. It was obvious for Raidrel that the demon was using the same powers he used once and failed to try to trap him in Jaxel's house.

This time however, they worked without fail to lock him in at the dorm.

"Raidrel, Raidrel, Raidrel, just calm down, let's talk."

"Leave him out of this!" Raidrel spoke, "It's me who you want, not him."

"As a matter of fact..." Odranelarus released a counter-argument, "I want everyone that I can get my hands on; after all, you can only own so many slaves."

"Let's make a pact you and me demon, right here and right now," the dragon spoke, trying to negotiate after coming to terms with the fact he was trapped in the clutches of the demon.

"Oh? What do you want from me and what will you offer in return?" the demon spoke with a mocking smile painted on his reptilian-like snout.

"I will do the thing you want me to do without resistance if you let Darasio go."

The demon released a laugh which filled the dorm, and made the dragon felt tensed. "I don't think so. I have you already cornered. I don't need to lose one slave to gain another if I can own both. Instead let me make the pact; if you care about that husky I can make you two stay together under my watch, for the price of your complete submission."

"I don't even know if he is into me," Raidrel complained. "I don't even know if he's into guys, but I want him to be okay whether he's interested in me or not." The dragon said, his long standing doubts about having an opportunity with the husky showed up; however, all he cared about now was the husky's wellbeing.

"He's very interested in you, he asked me to keep you out of this before I worked my charms on him, and he is quite the gay dog too. He dispatches female demons in the blink of an eye, yet he can't resist bending down at the sight of demonic dick," the demon spoke with a confident grin.

Raidrel wasn't sure if he should feel offended that his crush was reduced to the level of a slut, or glad that the dog he has invested his emotions in happens to be gay just like him.

The hellhound lowered his hands, as his eyes stopped to glow once he halted his telekinetic power on the dorm; meanwhile, the dragon was lost in his thoughts. What if he could get the thing he has always desired the most out of this?

The man he has had a crush on for a long while -the man that occupies a special place in his heart might just be available for him- Raidrel has always treasured in his heart all the support the husky has brought to him. Even more after the mess left over by his failed relationship with the shark, now that there was an opening for him to have a perfect relationship -it had to be consumed through this demon- could this demon be trusted or not?

"Prove to me that what you speak is true demon! How can I know that you really have Darasio under your power? This all sounds like a trick. Demons lie a lot through the Ouija board, yet I can't imagine how much more of a liar your kin is in person."

"You want to see that guy with the curled tail and the fluffy butt under my absolute command?" Odranelarus spoke while licking his chops. The dragon knew that the demon was up to something as that face reflected pure confidence, and that made the dragon to worry about his crush.

"That's a request I can grant you without a pact," the demon moved past the dragon towards the window, and opened them with a quick glance, after that he jumped outside and disappeared in the darkness, but the window locked itself behind Odranelarus right away. Raidrel attempted to open it up, but it was futile.

At least his mistrust has earned the yellow reptile time to make an escape plan. The dragon moved to his drawers again, but they were still locked. Raidrel walked back and forth in the small dorm, looking for anything he could use to fend off the demon. He even crawled under his bed with the hopes to have misplaced any of his esoteric items under the bunk; however, he crawled out of it with empty hands.

The tensed dragon could feel the minutes rushing fast. Tired after his useless search he looked around just for just anything he could use to escape. Willing to try anything in desperation he noticed the bed light over his unorganized desk. The reptile knew that he could break the window with it and escape, but how could he descend four stories down on the floor? Maybe the bed sheets could be used as rope just like in the movies.

Nonetheless, he couldn't weight what could be worse: getting in a big trouble with the college authorities because of the mess he's about to provoke or getting enslaved by a lust demon.

Raidrel decided to go forth with his plan. As he picked up the bedside light and moved towards the back of the room, a series of door knocks interrupted him. He froze in his step. Was the demon back with the husky so soon? How much time has elapsed since Odranelarus left?

"Raidrel, come here, I need to talk with you..."

The dragon unfroze when a familiar voice called him, and made him drop the bedside light over the cupboard next to the window. It was undeniable now that Darasio Almonte was behind the knockings. The wingless reptile moved to open his door, but the door opened up by itself.

As the modern wooden door creaked open, the dragon placed a huge grin on his muzzle as he spotted the guy he has always had a crush for standing before him, but that smile flipped upside down when he witnessed the full scene:

The husky's head was the same black and white face that the dragon has loved to look at so much, and he could feel that soft blue gaze over his yellow scaled body. The tall husky stood with a dark long sleeve shirt, but the sleeves were rolled up all the way past his elbows. Around his legs he was wearing some dark jeans; revealing under them those thick ankles and plantigrade black furred canine feet before the dragon.

But his husky was wearing the same chains that the demon wore, that his ex was wearing, that the Doberman he saw near that cursed house so many weeks ago wore; that same kind of chains appeared around Darasio's neck, wrist and ankles.

A soft, green light appeared on the dog's soft blue eyes for a second before disappearing. It was obvious that this man was now a puppet stringed by his lust to Odranelarus. The demon stood behind the husky -the two meter tall demon dwarfing the husky's already large height-.

"Now my slave let's go inside. Your dragon friend here is going to join you in slavery tonight, but he is going to have a word with you first."

The husky released a subtle whine from the back of his throat after receiving such news. Something inside the dog was trying to resist regardless of his legs mirroring the demon's legs. Both canines walked inside the tight dorm, and behind them the door was sealed down once again.

"This is all my fault. Ouija boards are not toys. Ouija boards aren't fake. They are serious tools for the negatives entities to manifest in the physical world. I should have never shared this with anyone: not Jaxel, not you, not anyone. How stupid I am!" Raidrel spoke as his eyes expressed the regret his very own soul felt as he looked to the captured demon hunter.

"Quite the opposite slave. More bored and horny mortals should be given these kind of tools. All mortals need to be slaves to my kind, and we lust demon need slaves -it's a wonderful life for both parts- you shall see soon," the grand lust demon retorted in full confidence.

The dragon couldn't get rid of the frustration as the demon tried to minimize his regrets. His mind tried to come up with some sort of quick plan to save the husky and escape, but he was too tense to do anything but to roll his shoulders to try to calm himself down.

"Now you can see what I offer you is real. Submit to me and you two will be together in my harem -I will make sure that you two remain together under my watch- and once again, his freedom is non-negotiable. I own it and I won't let go. I worked hard to earn it."

"What if I refuse?" The dragon wished to weight all of his options.

"You won't see him again. I will just return later with my other slaves to force you to participate in the ritual that will finish my contract with Jaxel, so I can be free to finish my business in this plane."

"Whatever I choose I will end up enslaved then?"

"Just in the first scenario. On the second one you will be a prisoner, and a lone one without mister blue eyes to ever be seen again."

"He must not suffer because of my stupid mistakes!" The dragon spoke enraged, as his nostrils flared and his eyes opened wide. His hands turned into fists; exposing his sharp fangs to the demon.

"Nobody is going to suffer. I dislike suffering. I became a grand lust demon by ensuring never ending pleasure to my slaves and targets, and to stop suffering is what brought me here. It would be stupid to cause suffering to stop suffering."

"What are you talking about?" The still somewhat angry dragon spoke.

"It's none of your business slave, but the husky won't suffer. He will just be ordered to not to be near you if I have to make you my prisoner instead of my slave."

Raidrel was speechless. How could he be forced to make such decisions? He wanted Darasio to be safe and well. He wanted to take the place of the husky and safeguard that nice, wonderful guy who has always been protective of him and has always listened to him, but this cursed demon was forcing him to submit by either force or by blackmail.

As the yellow reptile attempted to make up his mind. He noticed that Odranelarus was staring at the window. The dragon looked outside as well. He saw the first beams of the sun were threatening to appear, and that seemed to encourage the demon to take control of the conversation.

"I just want you to submit to me. You know how to fight back hard. You are a fighter little dragon. While I hated it at the beginning, it might be an interesting feature in a slave. That day we met I was going to make you second in charge in my harem as a reward for teaching my invoker how to use the Ouija board. But now you will remain as a foot slave to my harem of slaves, but don't worry, I will still give you some attention every now and then, for I am a good and merciful master," the demon spoke that last line beaming in confidence.

"I want to talk to Darasio, and I want to talk to him free from your demonic influence. I want to be sure he is doing well just like you say."

The grand lust demon made is eyes glow for a second before they returned to normal, and along with his eyes the eyes of the husky returned to have a natural look.

The yellow reptile walked where the husky was. Looking for comfort for his confused and angry soul. He hugged the large, strong and fluffy canine against his lithe reptilian form and squeezed him with a strong, yet affectionate grip as he whispered "we will find a way out of this, I promise you..."

"We will..." Raidrel felt those black and white arms wrapping around his form as the husky nodded.

Raidrel noticed that the husky was without doubt back in control. The negative emotions were replaced by the cheerfulness of being next to the canine he liked so much. His heart was beating fast as his face changed to a wide grin that he couldn't get rid of. The reptile had to resist the urge to jump and to pounce the large canine down in a big kiss.

"You should have told me that you liked guys. I would have taken you to your favorite burger joint right away!" the dragon protested.

"You should have told me first. After all you are the one who opens up to me all the time." The husky smiled at the yellow dragon on his arms. The dragon could feel the husky swaying his curly tail from side to side over his scaly arms that remained wrapped around the canine's waist.

"I open to you, yeah. I told you about my fascination and experiences with demons because I wanted someone to share that; without being labeled as a weirdo. I never imagined you were in secret a demon hunter. I never wanted you to go into that house. I should have never told you where my ex lived either. I can't ditch the regret off of my soul now."

"It's alright Rai. It was all my fault, but let's just enjoy each other for now. You have no idea how much I wanted to hold you like this."

The dragon rested his head over the husky's strong chest, and took a deep breath. Taking in the husky's scent the yellow reptile smiled as he enjoyed having the warm canine so close to his cold blooded body in a quiet embrace; however, Darasio took the opportunity to break the silence.

"So, do you really like me Rai?"

"Yes husky, I do like you -and lots- I always wondered what it would be like to have you as boyfriend..."

"We can figure that out Rai. Once we sort this mess out."

After those words, the dragon could feel the husky's padded hand stroking the top of his head along with his red mane. The dragon gave the strong canine another squeeze. The idea he always fantasized and dreamt of for so long was happening in the real world. His crush has a deep and serious interest in him. The wingless dragon felt the burning desire to take the canine away, and to kiss him right there -to have him all for his own- but he couldn't be reunited with him under their current circumstances.

"Don't worry, we will think of something to sort this mess out. This is my fault for not being better prepared. I don't want you to submit to him though, I can find another way to sort this, but you must escape now and leave me behind," Darasio gave the dragon a kind squeeze in his arms, attempting to give him some comfort after giving such order.

The dragon pulled back and he shook his head. He couldn't conceive the idea of leaving this dog -not after fulfilling his most desired wish- he looked into those soft blue eyes topped by that black forehead and white spots like eyebrows, trying to force a smile as the husky seemed worried. He found himself unable to keep on looking into that vexed facial expression, so he looked down to the Husky's neck to look at the dark chain around it. Raidrel knew that the demon had power, so much more power than when he first encountered him at Jaxel's house.

He also knew that the demon was working on growing stronger and stronger, so escaping would be a futile attempt to escape from the demon's influence and power. That demonic influence that held the husky's mind to his whims. Raidrel still carried the feeling in his soul that he had to atone for the fate that befell on his crush, after all, he supplied that stupid shark with the Ouija board; his favorite and most treasured Ouija board.

"You win demon" Raidrel spoke out of sudden, breaking the close moment with his crush "I will submit to your power if you keep this demon hunter at my side."

"We have a contract then demon worshipper."

"No, Raidrel! Please don't do this. Just run..." the husky protested right away, placing his hands on the dragon's shoulders, but the grand lust hellhound gargoyle snapped his fingers, and the husky's face changed to a face of mindless bliss. His arms leaving those draconian shoulders to fall aside devoid of energy as the hellhound moved to sit down on the dragon's bed.

"Go outside and wait for me where I left you at when we first arrived husky slave."

After that command, the door influenced by the demon opened by itself, and the black and white dog disappeared from the dragon's sight.

The only thing Raidrel could do was to observe the scene filled with the frustration that powerlessness can only bring. Emotion that stopped when the door closed and locked itself before the dragon's snout.

Raidrel wasn't sure how could he fix this situation like the husky suggested. He was aware that he has to use his knowledge in demon worshipping in the opposite way to find a way to banish the demon back where he came from. It's the least he can do to save everyone affected by his recklessness after sharing information about demons left and right in a desperate move to feel accepted by others.

The dragon turned around, and looked at Odranelarus sitting on his bed like if he owned the place. Sitting at the edge of the bed with his legs spread. Allowing that fat sheath to hang low, and displaying those black furred testicles. Those long legs stretching just a bit; displaying those large canine feet he worshipped some weeks ago as they rested on their outer arch. Odranelarus wiggled his toes and exposed his padded canine soles in an attempt to seduce the reptile to get closer.

"You have accepted the ride. You might as well enjoy it for all its worth. Don't you agree?" the hellhound spoke. Breaking the dragon's concentration and returning him to the business at hand.

The reptile glared at the demon in complete displeasure. Wishing his mere evil eye could cast the demon back from the dark hole he escaped through from hell.

"I want you to remove your clothes, then you come to my lap and relax. I want a deep kiss from you. From there everything is going to be a blissful night under my feet," Raidrel could see the anticipation on the hellhound's face as the demon licked his chops with his long and tentacle-like tongue.

Raidrel took off his shirt and his clean sweatpants. Exposing his bare and slim body before the demonic entity. Body decorated in yellow lemon scales and pale yellow scutes along his chest, and his belly and the lower half of his tail; with that vibrant red mane that ran behind him.

The dragon took a deep breath before sighing. Resigned to his fate as he took a seat over that furred lap. Hoping something good could come out of this. The dragon could feel those thick padded and large hands working on feeling up his smooth and slim chest and belly scutes. Those charcoal gray hands felt so warm against his cool reptilian body, as warm as the fires of hell. The demon looked at the dragon deep into his eyes, and Raidrel allowed those green eyes to mix with his golden ones.

After the eye contact, the dragon could feel his muzzle locked into a deep kiss with the canine. The demon tilted his muzzle to the side to lock his muzzle with the reptilian one. Raidrel imagined it was Darasio's maw the one taking him into a deep kiss. It was his lone consolation.

As the seconds went by, he could feel his mind slipping away. He wasn't sure how much time passed by. His vision blurred out to fall in a deep relaxing sensation; all he could hear was his own breath crashing against the demon's head. His reptilian snout could catch once again the scent of that mannish musk which made him remember his almost complete submission some weeks ago. His maw could register every now and then the flavor of that demonic tongue while his forked tongue rolled against that smooth one. Filling his maw with a velvety and silky sensation.

When he returned to his senses, he found himself relaxed against the demon's strong and mannish chest. The dragon pulled back for he was unable to fantasize himself in the arms of the husky anymore.

"It's always such a pleasure to make out with slaves such as you and touch their very own souls, learning all of their darkest, most repressed and well hidden sexual desires which are begging for release, but in your case, there's nothing that I didn't knew already; however, now I know how to welcome you into my harem of slaves."

Raidrel wondered about the power behind those kisses, but also he felt vulnerable before the hellhound-gargoyle hybrid. He had now no sexual fantasies to hide before the grand lust demon.

"On your back slave. Down on the floor. We are going to finish what we started at my little hideout, but without nasty holy items this time. I have had enough of those blighted triangles for the rest of eternity."

The reptile obeyed without hesitation. His whole body moving to rest on the floor; ready to become a scaly carpet for the hellhound as he laid down and awaited.

The demon glared at him as his eyes glowed in green. The dragon wondered what was going on, until Raidrel felt himself being dragged closer to the demon with his legs spread wide open by Odranelarus's telekinetic powers.

His scaly feet and calves rested over the bed. With the demon in between them. His knees flexed in a restful position as well. The upper half of his body remained laying on the ground.

The last thing the wingless reptile saw was the wide grin of satisfaction from the demon before his view was obscured by a pair of thick canine soles. That strong and manful pair of demonic soles grinding against his scaly face. Inviting him to submit just like the last time he escaped, but this time, escaping would mean losing contact with the husky.

The dragon used his long and forked tongue to once again sample those thick canine soles, and to tease in between those toes, while his hands squeezed those ankles to keep those canine feet over his face.

All he could see was those large feet that covered his reptilian face, and to have his nose filled by more of that clean, yet powerful demonic masculine musk. His tongue filling up on the flavor of those thick leathery soles as he could feel those thick soled paws grinding against his yellow snout over and over with great care. His forked tongue sharing that same sensations that his face did as it grinded against those plantigrade soles.

The dragon was lost and aroused under those feet. Feeling his genital slit swelling to expose his maleness. It was just like the last time: a perfect, complete and total submission under those powerful hellhound-gargoyle feet.

However, he had his concentration broken from worshipping those paws as he felt the demon's hands stroking his fattening meat. He was able to feel those long fingers pleasing his ribbed draconian meat. Which made the dragon curl his toes in pleasure as his vision of the world remained to be the perspective of a footstool for the grand lust demon.

He could hear the smooth sounds of his thick pre-semen mixing up with the demon's fingers as they stroked his reptilian maleness. His draconian saliva soaked those furred feet. Making more of that mannish scent to hit the dragon's nose. His tongue was so soaked in the flavor of those demonic feet that he couldn't taste it anymore while his sense of touch was overloaded by both those thick feet against his face and the sensation of those thick padded fingers around his draconian male hood.

Once the dragon felt his orgasm crawling closer and closer; a major change happened again. The demon wrapped his long canine feet around the dragon's muzzle while his hips were guided so the demon could thrust his fat cock against his reptilian tail hole. Raidrel allowed the tentacle dick to work its magic. He could feel it wiggling inside his sensitive tail hole and to tease his prostate with its ever fattening knot in circular motions and superior dexterity, while his own clawed feet bounced up and down in the air as he endured thrusting after thrusting under his tail.

Raidrel twisted and tensed under the demon as the unholy creature guided him to experience the strongest orgasm in his entire life. The dragon curled his reptilian toes as his breath went sharper under the constant slamming and stimulation provided by Odranelarus. All the stimulation under the hellhound's mannish feet and demonic dick pushed the yellow dragon to an intense and strong orgasm, releasing line after line of his seed over the demon as a strong shiver fired up from his tail base all the way up to his head.

In the back of his mind the dragon was able to feel that skilled tentacle dick to deposit its thick release deep inside the dragon's belly. The sensation of the warm semen enhancing the pleasure Raidrel was feeling.

As the dragon tried to return to his senses after the strong orgasm, he was able to hear the sound of metal clanking as it moved around which arrived with the sudden yet cool sensation of something heavy getting around his neck, but also along his ankles and wrist as the after flavor of those demonic feet kept his tongue busy.

Raidrel knew that now he was reduced to the same level just like the husky -nothing but a sexual slave for the demon's lustful wishes-.

"This is how things should have went by that day at my hideout slave, but it's alright. It was a small detour on my road to victory. Once I complete the mission that brought me here, it's going to be even more pleasure for all of us" Odranelarus spoke as he sampled the dragon's seed with his fingers as his muzzle exposed a wide grin.

The hellhound pulled his feet and dick back from the dragon, revealing the collared and shackled reptile. The demon kept his grin of satisfaction; which felt like a symbol of victory for Raidrel to witness.

"Go to sleep now my slave, then resume with your normal activities in the morning. Your little husky lover will be waiting for you at Jaxel's place tomorrow."

A concert of clicking sounds from all the drawers, windows and the entrance door being unlocked filled the tiny room. Sounds which encouraged the wingless dragon to recover after the mind blowing orgasm. Once he rose to his clawed feet, Raidrel noticed that the windows were wide open, with the demon nowhere to be seen. The Hellhound-Gargoyle leaving behind him the cool breeze that woke the dragon up earlier in the night.