The Seeker, Chapter 31
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The Seeker, Chapter 31
By William W. Kelso
"Ooooh", Vulva moaned, what did I DO last night? She raised her head and realized she was lying in a bed that wasn't hers, in-between, Pet and Great Lord Ba'al??? What the fuck HAD she done last night?! She reeked of more males then she could count, and her fur was stiff with dried cum. Wow, she thought, starting to remember, that was one HELL of a gang-bang! Pet, Heaven, Great Lord Ba'al, gang-bang, riiiight! Now she remembered. Then she gave a soft snarl, they'd hurt Pet, damn angels! With a moan she scooted off the bed and staggered off to the bathroom, she felt like crap, and looked like it too. She needed a full body grooming, big time! Just how many males HAD fucked her, anyway? She figured at least fifteen, maybe more. She still had it, she thought in pride.
I woke up and wished I hadn't. Oh man, what had I done last night anyway? Then I slowly remembered, Heaven, Hell, Michael's butt, and finally, My Mistress! My last cognizant thought was of servicing her while we both roared in ecstasy, and then taking turns with other demons, sometimes three of us fucking her at the same time. Wow, that was on Hell of an orgy. I'd fucked a lot of other females too; the Great Lord really knew how to throw a party! I could still smell her, and felt a warm body next to mine. Closing my eyes in bliss I rolled over and started licking her fur, then her muzzle. Then I frowned, yuck, she tasted different. I opened my eyes and froze, I was licking one of Great Lord Ba'al's three heads, the goat one, and it was licking me back, our tongues entwined! Ewww! But it was still asleep, thank Big 'L'! I slurped my tongue back into my mouth, carefully got out of the huge bed, and tiptoed off in search of My Mistress, rubbing at my tongue making 'blaaah, yuck, bleah' sounds. Gross, gross, gross!!! I can NOT believe I was licking Great Lord Ba'al!! On the face, IN the mouth! Oh, we didn't DO it, did we??!!? Ohh, gross, gross, gross!! And if we did, then who was on top?? Ewwww! I finally tracked my Mistress down by following her scent, which was pretty pungent today, and found her in the bathroom in the gigantic bathtub; it was more like a queen sized swimming pool. I went over to a huge toilet and washed my mouth out in a cloud of steam, ahhh, much better. Then with a happy roar I cannonballed into bath. "BANZAI!" I roared, KER-SPALSH!
"PET, Vulva yelled, don't you dare..., and spluttered as a large wave washed over her, ...do that!" She finished. Stupid dragon!
I stuck my head out of the boiling water, and shaking it, said, "Did you say something Mistress?"
"Never mind Pet, Vulva hissed, come here my little jelly bean."
"Don't call me that, Mistress! The Great Lord might hear!" I hissed as I paddled over to her.
Vulva carefully examined the well healed cut on Pet's arm, and the one on his chest. He'd have scars from those; the weapons of Heaven were deadly. She licked both wounds in concern, growling softly, still mad as Hell. If she ever got hold of that butthead Michael she'd do a lot more than just bite his ass, when she got through with him he'd have to sing in the soprano section of Heaven's choir! She'd feed his ball to Pet as a treat!
I hissed contentedly, eyes closed, as My Mistress licked and cared for my wounds, her soft wet tongue felt lovely. She takes such good care of me! I licked her too, crooning softly, helping her clean her fur, running my claws through it to comb it and work out tangles. One thing led to another, and soon she was lying with her legs spread as I gently cleaned her sex with my tongue. She moaned and I hissed in pleasure as my tongue slid deeply inside of her pussy and I nibbled at her clitoris. My eyes were almost closed in pure delight, I so loved to give My Mistress pleasure and 'eat' her pussy. Finally I couldn't stand it, and positioning myself I slid into her with a powerful thrust, and she spread her legs even wider and clawed at my scales as I fucked her long and slow; her hooves drumming on my sides while she screeched in pleasure, as I made love to My Mistress, as happy as I could ever remember being.
"Uggggh, oohhhh Pet, hissss, yessss, Vulva moaned, don't stop, uggh-raawwr! You..., I, arrrrrrr, UGGGHHHH! UH, UHH, YESSSSS!!!"
Vulva opened herself for Pet as wide as she could, he was getting so big!! And he filled her to the hilt, his cock wonderfully hard as it slid in and out of her tight sex with slow gentle thrusts. And his nether tongue, ohhhhh!! She could feel it inside of her caressing her vaginal muscles as he thrust, and at times the tip would slip out of her pussy and caress her clitoris, the sensation unbelievable. She whipped her head slowly from side to side as she hissed and moaned in ecstasy; clawing at his body, his hot breath on her face as he licked her muzzle and crooned in lust. How she loved her brave little dragon! He could be a ferocious beast when he took her, or, oh so gentle. He did know how to pleasure her so very well, knew what she liked, what she needed. She arched and bucked as she orgasmed, and then shrieked as he kept fucking her; oh Pet, yessss, slow and deep, grunting in pleasure.
Great Lord Ba'al suddenly sat up with a snarl, bleat, and hiss, and shook all three of his heads groggily. Man did his heads hurt! And why did one taste like fire dragon slobber? Oh right, there WAS a dragon in his bed last night, in fact there had been LOTS of demonkind in his bed last night! It had been a good night. How many females had he serviced anyway? He had vague memories of himself and the dragon doing Mistress Vulva at the same time, but otherwise it was a blur of hindquarters, spread legs, and shrieking females. And was Bernie really wearing an SS uniform, and who was the dude in the suit of armor, or was that his skin? But he was alone now, where the Hell was everybody, anyway?? Looking around blearily he assumed one of his lesser forms with just one head. There, that helped, with the headache at least. It was bad enough with one, but with three, ouch! He got out of bed, and with his hooves clopping on the stone floor; he was careful not to step on any of the rugs, he headed for the bathroom. Boy did he have to pee! As he entered he only gave the rutting dragon and demoness a quick glance, and just barely made it to the toilet and then gave a long moan of pleasure as he relieved himself, wondering why the heck the water in the toilet was boiling. Oh yeah, that was better! As he left the bathroom he recognized Mistress Vulva and her familiar Pet still going at it hot and heavy. He stopped and watched the coupling demonkind in approval for a minute, and thought, boy does that dragon know how to make a female squeal! He thought about joining in, but his stomach growled, so he left them to their labors and went to find some breakfast. They never even noticed him.
Finally I could hold back no longer, and throwing back my head gave a great bellow of pure ecstasy as I orgasmed, and My Mistress kicked and bucked under my weight and gave a an even louder shriek of pleasure. After I pulled out I climbed out of the pool and lay down next to her on the edge and gently licked her face and muzzle hissing in affection while she panted and came down from her sexual high. I'd made her orgasm several times before I let myself climax. I do know what My Mistress likes. Finally she gave me a nice long 'kiss' with lots of tongue, and said,
"Thank you Pet, I needed that."
"So did I Mistress." I replied, licking her ear.
Vulva lay back against the side of the pool, Pet next to her, and just let herself soak for awhile, Pet nibbling at her hair and ears every now and then. Mmm, this was so nice.
"Pet?" Vulva asked.
"Yes Mistress?" I replied, lifting up my head.
"What was it like? Heaven, I mean?" Vulva asked.
"It was OK I guess, I said after a moment's reflection. I met a nice man named Francis, and the munchies were pretty good. They're a bunch of clean freaks though, and have these little naked babies flying around that shot arrows at me. I don't think you'd have liked it much though, Mistress."
Naked flying babies?? With ARROWS?? Vulva thought, ohhh, he means the cherubs! "Why don't you think I'd have liked it Pet??" Vulva asked.
"No sex Mistress, nada, zip, zilch, no way-no how, and I got in trouble just for asking about it. I mean, can you imagine; no sex?? I'd go crazy!" I replied.
Vulva hissed in amusement, THAT she would have liked to have seen, Pet asking an angel about sex! "Hiss, hiss, hissss." They were such prudes!
"What's so funny, Mistress?" I hissed. I don't like it if I don't know what someone is laughing at, because usually it's me.
"I'm sorry Pet, Vulva said, I'd just liked to have seen the look on the angel's face when you asked him about getting laid."
"Well, it WAS pretty funny." I said, hissing in amusement too.
"Pet, Vulva said, did they ask you if you wanted to stay there?"
"No Mistress, I replied, I think that idea went out the window after I chewed up Michael's butt. I would have told them to get stuffed anyway."
"Why, Pet? Vulva asked, I mean, isn't that what everyone wants, to go to Heaven?"
"Not me! I snorted. It's boring, and well, it just wouldn't be Heaven to me." I replied, trying not to look at her.
"Why not Pet, I thought it would be anything you wanted it to be? I mean, that's what they say." Vulva said.
I looked away and mumbled.
"What Pet, I didn't hear you?" Vulva asked.
"I said, it wouldn't be Heaven if you weren't there!" I hissed, Man, this is so awkward, I thought, but I wouldn't lie to her, not about that.
Vulva felt her breath catch, and then she took a deep slow one. She had absolutely no answer for that, so just grabbed his head and hugged him as hard as she could, much to his delighted surprise.
"Well Pet, Vulva said after a couple of minutes, we'd better go see if Great Lord Ba'al is up yet, and see what his pleasure might be."
"Mistress, I said, I thought we did know what his pleasure is? I mean, we were in his bed all night."
"No, not that kind of pleasure Pet, Vulva hissed, I mean we need to find out what he wants to do with us now, or wants us to do."
"I know what he wants to do with you Mistress" I said, perfectly seriously.
"Pet! Vulva hissed in amusement, can't you think about anything else?"
"Nope, I hissed, I had a good teacher." Which made My Mistress give a short shriek of laughter. I grinned; I like it when she laughs.
Ba'al went into the informal dining room, and there was a female fire salamander and Bernie passed out on top of the table. Yep, he was in an SS uniform. He grabbed the salamander and dragged her to the edge of the table, and she woke up and hissed as he started fucking her, and he gave Bernie a good hard shake, and the little demon woke up with a snarl.
"Who the FU...! Oh, sorry Great Lord, what is your wish?"
"Good save Bernie, Ba'al hissed in pleasure as he fucked the nice tight fire salamander who was really screeching now. Fetch some breakfast for myself and my guests, Mistress Vulva and her familiar will be staying for awhile."
"Your wish is my command Great Lord" Bernie said, as he left the dining room.
Ba'al was just finishing with the salamander and roared in pleasure as he climaxed inside the shrieking female; nothing like a good fuck first thing in the morning to get the old juices flowing, he thought, when several demonkind arrived with heaping trays of food. He dismounted from the salamander, and told her to 'stick around' as he might want her services again, then he started eating with gusto while she licked his cock and balls clean. Despite having several thousand souls writhing in eternal agony in his guts he still put away a huge amount of food.
"Wow, I said, this place is nice." As I followed My Mistress through Great Lord Ba'al's private quarters as we looked for him. I snarled at a rug that snarled at me, being really careful not to step on any. They bite.
"Of course it is Pet, Vulva said, after all he IS a Great Lord. Now, where could the boss be, anyway?"
Huh, I thought, looks like Quasimodo was his interior decorator. Still, here it worked just fine. I think the motif was something along the lines of 'tasteful macabre'.
We'd checked the bedroom, under the bed; startling a bunch of tunnel lizards, and moving down a hallway took a look in some other rooms. There was a impressive library, a trophy room (at least I think that's what it was, but most of the trophies were still moving), an office and cleaning supplies closet (at least no dead things were in it, though I wasn't about to go inside), and finally I stuck my head around the corner of a door and there he was in all his glory, pigging out.
"Found him Mistress!" I hissed. I looked at him and he made "come here" gestures. I looked around and didn't see anyone else, so pointed at my chest in a 'who, me?" gesture, and he nodded and waved.
Ba'al swallowed, and said, "Yes, you and your Mistress come here, and join me. The food is excellent!"
You have NO idea how great an honor it was to be asked to join a Great Lord at his table as something other than the main course. And informally to boot! No fancy ceremony, only a little groveling, and like he said, the food was great. We crawled over to the table on our bellies (at least I did) and I kept going until I was under it, and then it was munchies time.
Vulva got to sit at the table, and was soon tearing at a huge partially burned and raw slab of meat, and as usual I got the floor which was fine with me. But there was a lovely big bowl of green sulfur tea, a plate of brimstone treats, and another of assorted minerals, top quality stuff. I ate the cinnabar first; it makes my fire plume all nice and sparkly. Plus I had a pretty little fire salamander to visit with who shared my meal; I was a real gentledemon and let her have the biggest chunks of pyrite; and I soon had my tail wrapped around hers as I 'tailed' her. She was too small for me to mount unfortunately, but good tail sex can be awesome, and she'd just mated too, and she squealed in pleasure while I licked her sex and cleaned her off.
The mutual pigging out and snout stuffing went on for quite awhile, the room full of snarls, hisses, and slurps of pleasure as we feasted. When Ba'al finally finished everyone else did too, you did NOT keep eating in front of him when he was through. It was NOT considered polite to do that, ask some of the rugs. If you were still hungry, tough, you should have eaten faster. Which is why most demonic feasts look like a feeding frenzy at the local waterhole; and be sure to count your fingers afterwards.
"Thank you for the excellent Breakfast Great Lord." Vulva said, burping politely.
I nodded my head, uh-huh, what she said. I couldn't talk; I had a snout full of urinal cakes.
"Think nothing of it, Great Lord Ba'al said, it was just a snack, but the cooks did outdo themselves. Now, we need to talk a little about this Chaosists business. Let's go to my office."
Aw man, I thought, I'd been having such a good time I'd forgotten about those assholes.
Ba'al said, "According to the letters and dispatches Pet brought back from Heaven with him their Security Council has agreed we need to talk about taking joint action against the chaosists, strike a fatal blow at the earliest opportunity. We may even want to enlist the aid of some mortals, some of the more powerful acolytes and Sorcerer's and Sorceress's. They could be useful, at least in finding those nuts. The main problem is where to strike, the damn Chaosist hide their tracks well and have powerful allies, and are well organized, and Chaos magic can be unpredictable. We know they even have some followers in Hell, and I wouldn't be that surprised if a few heavenly beings may sympathize with their cause."
That, I thought, is scary, and shivered. Angel's AND demonkind on the side of the Old Ones, yikes. Man, I hope not!
"We'll need to talk with them some more, but due to Pet's unfortunate, um, run-in with Michael, we'll have to send someone else, or they may send an envoy to Hell."
"Bit his ass." I hissed smugly.
Ba'al slapped the table with a loud laugh, "Yes, you did! I wish I had been there to see that! Mistress Vulva, we may need to talk to you and Pet again, so for now please reside at your new domain, it is closer than the old one. In the meantime just conduct business as usual, we don't want word of this to spread too far as the chaosists might find out about our accord with Heaven. It could be disastrous if they're expecting our attack. And if anyone; or anything, seems unduly interested in the Chaosists please, um...detain them and bring it to my attention immediately."
"Yes Great Lord Ba'al." Vulva said as she bowed her way out of his office, Pet close behind, stepping on her tail, as usual. "Pet, watch where you're stepping, OW, knock it OFF!" She hissed quietly.
As we walked through the Great Lord's throne room, down the ramp; I stayed as far away from the sides as I could, and through the tunnels and out into the bright sunless light of Hell the demonkind we passed grew silent, and I heard whispers, "He's the one that beat an archangel in combat!", or "Don't mess with him, he bites!", and "Did he really get sent to Heaven, AND came back??" A lot of the females just narrowed their eyes and ran their tongues over their fangs or beaks. I figured My Mistress would be getting a lot of demands for my stud services in the near future, do-dah, do-dah! Ah must admit, ah does like to service de ladies, uh-huh, yassuh!
As soon as we got outside; the dragoness's on guard eyeing me hungrily as we passed, too bad they were still too big for me-but one day, we breathed big sighs of relief. The Fortress of Doom is a nice place to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there. Come to think of it, it's NOT a nice to place to visit, and it's a dump. We were both completely worn out, and I was still sore from my 'altercation' with Michael, not to mention all the fantastic marathon sex of the last couple of days. I had; literally, lost track of how many females I'd serviced, or how many times I'd serviced My Mistress. I think Great Lord Ba'al and I'd had a contest, but I'm not sure who won, it might have been a draw. Of course in some of his forms he had two penises, one above the other, so, did that count as twice, or just once?? Must have been a lot though! I had more than made up for my forced celibacy while I was in Heaven, and boy was I was pooped. My Mistress was sore too, but I looked in admiration as she threw her head back and spread her wings as she stretched prior to our taking flight, her large firm breasts jutting. She is so beautiful, I'll never get tired of just looking at her, I can do it for hours. I stretched too, raising my rump in the air and slowly lowering it and raising my tail with a final loud 'crack' as I snapped the tip like a whip. I stretched my front legs out as far as they would go and dug my claws in the ground as I curled my neck, opening my mouth as wide as I could, and then shook my whole body violently while I snapped my wings open and closed a few times. It felt wonderful as the hot winds of Hell caressed my body, forming little funnels of flames that danced across my back as my body burned, and I gave a loud roar of 'just glad to be alive!"
Vulva stretched and took a deep breath of the sulfur scented air, it was nice to be outside after the stifling confines of the Great Lord's citadel. She bent over and grabbed her lower legs and whipped her tail as she slowly opened her wings to the limit before snapping them back. She could sense Pet watching, and smiling lifted her tail even higher. That would give him a little thrill. She already wanted him again, but it would have to wait. With a shriek she sprang into the air, and Pet gave a loud roaring bellow as he followed. She led him in some complicated aerial maneuvers as they flew towards her newest domain, and he stayed glued to his position slightly below and behind her, there was no way she could shake him anymore. For his size he was an amazingly graceful flyer. Finally she gave up, and finding a tail wind flew towards the domain, Pet close behind. She turned her head to look at him every now and then; he really was a beautiful beast. Even his odd black mane and finned ears looked good, 'souvenirs' of his amorous encounters with the vore-demoness Equa. He saw her looking at him and gave a happy sounding roar, and she shrieked back. As they flew they exchanged pleasantries with fellow winged demonkind they passed, and once a small flock of Hell bats joined them for awhile, before breaking off in a spiral and flying back to their cave.
It was a lovely flight, but way too short as far as I was concerned. All too soon the range of hills; mountains really, in which the entrance to the domain was located came into view, and a short time later we landed in a flurry of sand our wings kicked up. I folded my wings and followed My Mistress through 'Checkpoint Charlie' as we called it, but the guards just bowed. To My Mistress, not me, I don't rate it. We passed some bunkers; Mistress had made them take down the barbed wire and minefields, and entered the huge portals of the domain. I had won the domain for My Mistress by beating the crap out of a butthead demon, and when he was dissipated everything he owned became hers since I was her slave. At first it looked like a real dump, but my subsequent accident with a case of "Fulminate of Mercury"; Hell, I didn't know what the stuff was, had revealed an extensive network of caverns full of vast riches; after I blew myself through a wall and then got gang-raped by a bunch of sex starved fire salamanders, it was great! My Mistress became one of the richest demonkind in Hell overnight, thanks to yours truly being a bumbling idiot. I really didn't care that much other then it made her happy. I love to make her happy.
We went directly to the 'Security Office' to check in. My Mistress had left a demon named Carl Bruckmann in charge, once a human like myself and an officer in the Waffen-SS. He belonged to Lord Dracul, but was on indefinite 'loan'. Frankly I think old Drac was glad to dump him on us. He ran the place for the Mistress while she was gone, and was also in charge of security. He was good at that; had to give him credit where credit was due. It was when he was bored and didn't have anything to do that he got me in trouble. He was a certifiable nut; most of us are, and made a 'good' demon, he was also one of my best friends, even though I'd never admit it. For all the trouble he caused you could count on him to back you up when it hit the fan, of course half the time when it hit the fan it was his fault in the first place, but I always got blamed. It was so unfair.
Vulva nodded at the pretty lizard demoness in the outer office as she entered, "Hello Krissa, is Carl around?"
Krissa bowed and said, "Yes Mistress, he's in his office."
"Excellent, Vulva hissed, Pet, you wait out here."
"Yes Mistress." I hissed, and plopped down in a corner. "Hiya Krissa, what's been going on?" I asked. Krissa was Carl's secretary and main squeeze. She was a pretty red Hell lizard demoness with a black crest and spines.
"Hello Pet, she replied, it's been pretty slow. The new hellgold vein is turning out to be even larger than expected though, but we'll need some of Vulcan's boys to mine the stuff. Carl caught a few thieves too, he's kept them for the Mistress to have a, er, chat with before deciding what to do with, or to, them."
I just nodded sleepily. The hellgold was a good deal though; it was one of the few minerals in Hell that actually has real value. The stuff is indestructible, it makes steel look like lead. It's mainly used for jewelry as it has such a high melting point; only the central cauldron, or Vulcan's forge, can get hot enough to melt it. Even though I'm a fire demon and bathe in molten lava I can't make the stuff melt, which is why it's so popular for jewelry with fire demonkind. It looks and feels just like real gold, but is much rarer and more valuable. The only thing just as hard is helliron, but iron makes crappy jewelry. So a mine of the stuff was good news. The down side was it would attract thieves. Some really rich demonkind have armor and other stuff made from it, but us slaves have to be satisfied with a few trinkets. My Mistress gave me some lovely horn bands and earrings made from it, and she has some really nice jewelry of her own. She likes hellgold and rubies, they offset her own dark reddish fur and scales nicely. I love her nipple rings with the big rubies. Sometimes she'll run gold chains between her nipple rings and her clitoris ring, and 'oh baby'!
Carl jumped to his feet and clicked his heel spurs crisply as Mistress Vulva entered the office. "Heil Vulva!" He said, and gave her the old Nazi salute. Once a Nazi, always a Nazi.
"Heil Myself! Vulva replied, Hi Carl, how have things been going while I was gone?"
"Ach, quite well Mistress I am happy to report", Carl said as he came out from behind the desk so she could sit down. One did not sit in front of their Mistress, it was nicht erlaubt. "The hellgold mine is turning out quite nicely, the vein is much larger than originally thought, and they broke through into another cavern with natural springs and sulfur pots. Great Lord Vulcan sent some engineers, and they say it will be relatively easy to mine and is almost pure. Two new vendors have rented grottos in the market cavern, and one has inquired about opening a local smelter and jewelry manufacturing business. I think she will agree to our terms. Also, Lord Dracul has expressed a desire to rent the upper bat cave on a permanent basis so he can maintain quarters there for himself and his minions, and entertainment for the vampires and other bat demonkind."
"Hmm, Vulva mused, what do you think Carl?"
"Well Mistress, it would certainly create a lot of associated business if it becomes a major bat roost. I'm sure other businesses would open up to cater to that specialized clientele. And you know those crazy bats; they're always fun to have around."
"Good point, Vulva said, very well, tell Lord Dracul to drop by at his earliest convenience and we'll work out the details. Offer him a big discount if he'll assign courier bats to the domain permanently and establish a regular route. We can really use them."
"It will be as you order Mistress" Carl said. "Oh, and Mistress, this parcel was left for you. It is from the saddler."
"Oh good, it's about time! Vulva said, it must be Pets harness, it certainly took the saddler long enough to repair it. I'd forgotten all about the stupid thing."
"Ah, Carl said, he said it had been ready for quite some time, but that no one came to pick it up. He says he called and left messages several times."
"Ohhhh, he DID, DID he? Vulva hissed, looks like I need to have a talk with a certain little dragon. You have done well Carl, I am pleased. I will make an inspection of the domain later; I will call and let you know when."
"Very well Mistress, I am; of course, at your disposal." Carl said, with a quick bow.
"Yes, you are, Vulva said. Now excuse me, I have a little chore that needs taking care of."
Vulva narrowed her eyes and hissed as she left the office and saw Pet sleeping in the corner. So, he thought I wouldn't find out, the conniving little lizard, she thought, he never learns.
"Oh Peeeetttt. Vulva hissed, I have something for you, a present for being such a good little dragon."
"Huh? I snorted as I woke up, wha? Oh, hi Mistress. What'd you say?"
"I said, my little jelly bean, Vulva repeated, I have a little present for you."
Krissa gave a barely suppressed hiss of amusement, little jelly bean??
"Mistress, I hissed softly, don't call me that in front of the other slaves! And what is it; can I see it, huh, can I? Please!"
"Here you go Pet." Vulva said, and handed him the parcel, then she made a 'come here' gesture to Krissa while he was eagerly examining the box.
Oh goody, I thought, I love presents. I just love to open boxes, neat stuff comes in boxes. I open them even when they're not for me, I can't help it. Of course sometime they blew up, but hadn't for awhile. Once My Mistress got a box of something called 'Plastique' from the 'Explosive of the Month Club', I thought it was chewing gum and didn't find out my mistake until I tried to blow bubbles with it. I turned my head and shook the box with my eyes closed, nope, no boom. I eagerly tore the top open and pulled out the contents, what the...?
"OH, HELL NO!" I roared in horror.
"GET HIM! Vulva shrieked, hold him down!" And she and Krissa leaped onto the aghast dragon before he could react.
"RAAAWWRR!! SHRIEK!! OWWOOOOO!" "HOLD ON!" "HISSSSSS!" "SHRIEK! HE BIT ME!" "PET, DON'T YOU DARE BITE!" "HOLD STILL!" "NO!" "RAAAWWWRR!" "PET, YOU LET HER GO, NOW!" "SNORT!" "OW!" "YIPE!" "LEGGO!" "RAARRGGGHHHH!!" "HISSSSSS!!!"
Hearing the sound of battle in the front office Carl grabbed his Schmeiser and prepared for combat. He dived through the door, rolled, and came up behind the desk in a firing position, but when he saw what was going on he just sat on the edge of the desk and hissed in amusement, his tail whipping back and forth.
"CARL, HELP ME!" Vulva and Pet both roared at the same time.
Carl chuckled, and said, "Oh, I am sorry, mein kleiner Eidechsenfreund, I dare not seeing as Mistress Vulva is now my employer. And it would appear to be too late anyway. Sie haben aber meine Sympathie."
Vulva and Krissa both stepped away from Pet breathing heavily, he'd put up one Hell of a fight.
I glared at everyone, my nice new bright and shiny harness settling snugly into place as the spell activated. Once it was on, I could never take it off.
"TRAITOR!" I shrieked at Carl, and ran out the door. "OWOOOO!!! SNORT!"
"PET, you get BACK here right NOW!" Vulva yelled.
"NO!! I bellowed, you're MEAN!" And I ran down the tunnel as fast as I could heading for the deepest depths of the domain. I was going to find a deep dark cave to hide in for a few hundred years to hide my shame.
"Oh dear" Krissa hissed.
"Oh, he'll get over it, Vulva said. He'll sulk for awhile, and then come home with his tail between his legs. I don't know why he hates his harness so much, I think it looks nice."
Neither Carl nor Krissa ventured to tell the Mistress they thought it looked pretty Gay to them.
Sniveling; I'm good at self pity, I ran until I reached the area where most of the lava caverns were located, and if anything got in my way I just trampled them. I thought about visiting the fire salamanders, but decided they'd probably make fun of my GAY harness. My Mistress could be so MEAN sometimes. I'd been good, and she does THIS to me! Mean, mean, MEAN! It was so unfair! The damn thing was even worse than before, she'd had the saddler add all sorts of Conchos's and pretty medallions as well as hellgold bullion embroidery. I stopped and gnawed on the harness for awhile, but that didn't do any good, it was gnaw proof. Stupid mean harness thingie! Finally, frustrated, I hopped into one of the lava flows and let it take me wherever it wanted too, just my head sticking out, though I had to go all the way under in a few spots. Since the lava caverns were pretty much limited to fire demonkind; or more powerful regular demonkind who could stand the heat, it hadn't been explored or developed as much as the rest of the caverns. Since Imps couldn't enter to do the work we pretty much put it off, demonkind are pretty lazy I'm afraid. So I was soon carried into an area I hadn't been before as the lava flowed through a series of tubes and into another lava cavern. Even with my built in HPS (Hell Positioning System, I'm a homing dragon) I was totally lost by now. I swam to the edge and dragged myself out. The nice hot ride had made me feel better, so I decided to do a bit of poking around. No telling what I might find; or what might find me. Ooo, I thought, maybe I'll find some more horny fire salamanders and get gang-banged again!
Carl came to attention as Mistress Vulva entered the guard barracks, "Alles ist in Ordnung!, Mein Mistressr!" he hissed as the guard detail came to attention, their heels, hooves, claws, and other appendages clicking sharply. He did insist on discipline. It was a small detail, but all were well armed. You never knew.
Vulva hissed in satisfaction, "Good, then we will start the inspection. And I believe you have some prisoners for me to have a little chat with later?"
"Oh, yah Mistress, we caught a couple of thieves, and a human slave with no brand, of all things."
"An unbranded human slave?? Vulva asked, now that WAS interesting. Soul AND body?"
"Yes Mistress, he is still 'alive'. He is fairly traumatized, so I have not tried to question him at length yet. He does not seem to even know where he is. He was in quite bad condition, but has recovered nicely, he is a strong one. I put on him an arousal band to get him more in the mood to be, um, cooperative."
"Good, humans are quite fragile, Vulva said, both mentally and physically. I'm sure he has an interesting story as to how he got here. Most likely stumbled into an active pentagram and no one noticed when he arrived. Is he a...virgin?" Vulva added hopefully, licking her fangs.
"Alas Mistress, I fear not, Carl replied, he is young, but not pure. I am sorry."
"For what? Vulva said, it's not your fault! I'm pleased you caught him though; a human slave is quite valuable even if they're not a virgin. We'll have to find a good use for him, maybe a sex slave or something, or hopefully he will accept my offer. I'll have a little, er, private talk with him later."
Carl hissed in amusement, "Oh yah Mistress, I'm sure your ample charms will make him most...cooperative."
"Why Carl, Vulva hissed, I do believe that was flattery!"
"Mistress, I am not totally without charm! Carl hissed in mock indignation, but I only tell the truth, yes?"
"Yes Carl, indeed you do, Vulva replied with a pleased hiss. Now, let us proceed with the inspection."
"Ja meine Herrin! Detail, Aufmerksamkeit! Rechtskurve! Vorwärts marsche! Ein, zwei, ein, zwei!" Carl hissed, and he and his stormdemons escorted Mistress Vulva as she inspected her new domain. She was quite impressed.
The lava cavern area ended after awhile and I found myself exploring a complex of old lava tubes, long dead and cool. Luckily I could see in total darkness, my night vision is superb, even better than average demonkind. Plus, if I have too, I can raise my body temperature and; literally, become a living torch. But for now about all you might see would me my eyes glowing the dark, or a dim glow if I open my mouth.
Finally the tube I was following exited into a huge chamber. Man, this place goes on forever, I thought. I was about to turn around and head back, exploring can get boring after awhile, when I suddenly began to notice signs the place had once been inhabited. I could see where some mining had been done, and there were signs in old demonic script carved into the rock in places. Mainly staying stuff like 'Level 4, sublevel B' or 'Imp Stalls-This Way'. I realized I'd stumbled onto an old abandoned domain; probably it was abandoned when the lava dried up, or it ran out of whatever it produced. It looked like there had been a lot mining at one point. It was a big one too. I explored the artificially carved tunnels, and they were really extensive. Usually a domain starts out as active, or inactive, lava tubes. If the area has the potential to be profitable a demonkind will claim it, and then start a domain. Some domains have been around since, well, as long as anyone could remember, others lasted a few hundred years and then played out and/or were abandoned for various reasons. Usually they've been pretty well stripped, demonkind will take anything that isn't nailed down, and lots that is. We'll even take the nails. This one had some signs of that, but to my surprise there was also lots of nice stuff left behind. Mostly bigger, pain in the butt to move stuff, but still nice.
I found what I was pretty sure had been the domain's Lord or Ladies private quarters. There was a huge ornate desk, but not as fancy as my Mistress's in her original domain, but it would look good in the new one as she just had the original one which was junk. Then I found something I knew she would like, a large fancy silver mirror in an old bedroom. Bed was gone, but they'd left the mirror. My Mistress loves mirrors, and they're not that common in Hell. When you look like a lot of us do you don't worry about trying to pretty yourself up much, sex demonkind being the exception, we love mirrors. I'd have to grab some Imps and a demonkind overseer and surprise My Mistress with it. The thought of making her happy made me happy, and I'd forgotten about the stupid GAY harness. I don't stay mad for long; I can't, not at her. I figured there might be some other useful junk around, so a looting party would be a good idea too. Like I said, we love to loot and pillage, and demonkind will take anything. I wanted to find the main entrance though; it would probably be quicker then retracing my route through the abandoned domain and cool and hot lava caverns. I'd come a pretty good distance and wasn't even sure if I could find my way back the same way I'd come.
Then I came across something I had NOT been expecting, signs of recent use. And I don't mean Hell roaches or rats even though I'd seen a few of those. The tunnels and chambers I'd poked around in so far had been at least ankle deep in trash and dust, but I came to a tunnel that had a well used trail down the center, and some of the niches carved for glow stones had fresh stones in them, still nice and bright. All the others I'd seen; at least ones that hadn't been stolen, had been dead or so dim they didn't give off much light. The glow stones are some sort of quartz and fluorite that come in different colors. White, green, purple, red, blue, etc., and they give off light tinted with the same color. It can be really pretty, My Mistress likes the red ones. The stones last a few hundred years once they've been mined and removed from the 'mother crystal', and can be refreshed with magic spells. So to see one burned out means it had been there a long time. So naturally, curious snoopy me decided to poke around. Afraid I'm not very good at minding my own business. So I followed the used trail through the trash of centuries to see what I could find out. Plus maybe I could get directions out of this dump. I could smell the scent of various kinds of regular demonkind, but also a few I wasn't very familiar with, and to my surprise, humans! A soul has a totally different scent from a still living human, so I guess some of the demonkind had human sex slaves.
Taylor cringed as another monster entered his cell, but other than giving him a drink of rather tepid water it left him alone, much to his immense relief. He didn't try to ask it any questions, and it didn't say a thing, maybe it couldn't talk, after all it looked like an animal of some kind. After it left he squirmed a little, but the heavy leather cuffs around his ankles and wrists kept him pretty much immobilized. He was chained, spread eagle and butt naked, against a stone wall. The worst part was he had a raging erection, one of the monsters had slid a metal ring of some kind over his cock down to the base, and it had started to tingle and he'd been rock hard ever since, pre dripping from the head of his aching cock to drip and run down the shaft until his balls were wet with the stuff. It was horribly degrading and embarrassing, even if the only 'people' he'd seen had been animal things. He had NO idea where he was, but was starting to get a sinking feeling he might know. Considering what he'd seen it was a pretty good guess. Hell.
He'd been grabbed on his way home from work late one evening, riding his bike as usual since the weather was nice. A van pulled up, two big men grabbed him, a shot in the arm, and he woke up in a dungeon not unlike the one he was in now. And had seen horror after horror ever since. Nothing made any sense, this was all crazy, impossible! Originally he hadn't been alone, there had been another man and a woman, like himself chained up and naked. Then these lizard things had come and taken away the other man, and not much later a thing that kind of reminded him of a giant praying mantis came in along with the lizard things and took away the screaming women. That was when he had his lucky break, they didn't leave a guard, and he was able to slip a wrist out of one of his shackles and had released his other wrist and ankles, then he stole one of the strange glowing crystals and fled into the dark tunnels. For days he'd wondered through caverns and tunnels, until almost dead from thirst and starvation he'd been found by more of the strange creatures, but they didn't seem to be the same ones. They were all pretty horrible though.
He vaguely remembered being brought here, but it wasn't that much of an improvement, he was still chained up naked, but at least he'd been fed regularly. While he had to admit the red lizard in the SS uniform was better than the bug thing had been, it was still pretty terrifying. The SS lizard had asked him a few questions, but appeared more confused than angry from his answers. He got the impression HE was the weird thing in this place. The lizard had told him he'd have to wait until someone named Mistress Vulva showed up. He had a feeling he did NOT want to meet her, whoever, or whatever she was. He groaned and humped at the air, God, he needed to CUM!
I followed the trail until it finally came to a huge door; it looked like a domain portal, but knew it wasn't the main entrance as it was too far underground. And it was made from solid hellgold, more then I'd ever seen in one place, and was covered in runes and sigils of power, it radiated magic and power like a beacon. There was a pentagram in the center with strange symbols and markings I couldn't read, which was really strange. I could SEE the magic as that is one of my abilities, and I knew that if I even touched the portal without knowing the correct spells to deactivate the wards I'd be blown into next week. So; despite my intense curiosity, I had to give up for now, but I couldn't wait to tell My Mistress about the strange door and the abandoned domain. It might get me off the hook for being so bad. I get mad easy, but I calm down pretty fast. I knew I'd been bad, but was starting to miss My Mistress, so decided to head back. Enough snooping for one day I decided; or had it been more than a day?? It's hard to tell time down here, and I didn't have a watch. It would melt. But come to think of it, I'd never seen a watch in Hell. I guess if you're immortal, why bother?? Or maybe they just didn't work. We have pretty good internal clocks though, even if mine was a little off sometimes.
Going back the way I'd come would be almost impossible, it was one thing to go with a lava flow, but quite another to try to swim against the flow, even for me. It would be like swimming in molten cement, and the tubes had been miles long. So, time to find another exit. The domain's entrance portal had to be somewhere. And it was, I found it after several more hours of wandering through long abandoned tunnels and chambers. The doors were helliron, which meant the owner of the domain had been 'rich' by Hell's standards, and I couldn't budge them. I strained and pulled at them for awhile, grunting and snarling, until I finally noticed a sign in demonic that said "Push to Open". Der. But even then I only got one open about six inches, and sand came pouring in. Aw Hell, I thought, the portal was buried! I pushed and pushed, but it was a no go. If I'd just been able to get one open enough to squeeze through I could have dug myself out, but it was too narrow. Rat turds, I thought, hissing in frustration. Have to find another way.
Vulva was quite pleased with her inspection of the new domain. She had to give Carl credit; he knew how to run a place. A little praise, some rewards, lots of threats and beatings, a little torture, it worked wonders. The new mines were running efficiently, Vulcan's miners had good reports on the feasibility of mining the hellgold, the business's were doing quite well, and the way things were going soon her new domain would rival the South Vent. She knew Great Lord Ba'al would be quite pleased as well, which meant everybody would be happy for awhile. But now for the big mystery, the living human male, they were rare enough, but to find one running around loose and unbranded was unheard of.
"Where did you say you found him again?" Vulva asked Carl as they headed for the 'detention' facility, aka 'the dungeon'. Every domain had one; they could be lots of fun, in addition to performing their main function. Vulva liked to have hers particularly well 'equipped'. Sometimes just the sight of hers made prisoners beg to talk. That and the skeletons she kept hanging around for a touch of authenticity.
"Mistress, he was found in one of the lower; as yet unexplored, tunnels. He was almost dead, but we have been feeding and watering him regularly. Plus I have not gone beyond, um, verbal interrogation yet. You know how fragile they can be until they become Hell slaves."
"Good Carl, you do know your job, I am pleased. Vulva replied, had he suffered an 'accident' I would NOT have been pleased. ANY idea where he came from, or how he got to Hell?"
"Nein Mistress, es ist höchst seltsam, a mystery. He says he was kidnapped by other humans, and woke up down here. It would appear he was held prisoner by other demonkind; who did not brand him for whatever reason, along with other humans. He says he escaped after awhile, but knows not the fate of his fellow mortals, or the names of any of the demonkind. I think he was being truthful."
"Well, I may be able to get him to talk some more, Vulva said, I'll play the 'good demoness', you can be the 'bad demon'. You go in first and scare the crap out of him, and then I'll come in and 'save' him from the 'mean' demon."
"Ohh, sounds like fun, Mistress!" Carl hissed, his eyes narrowing.
Taylor was hanging limply; almost asleep, when the SS lizard came back into his cell. He raised his head when it hissed at him.
"Mortal, Carl hissed, I grow weary of your lies and deceit! You must be a spy of some kind, sent to infiltrate and cause trouble. Therefore I am going to skin you, after castrating you first and eating your balls, of course!" And he brandished his SS dagger; the one Himmler had given him, and slobbered and licked his fangs. He grabbed the screaming mans balls and laid them across the edge of the dagger, and hissed in his face. "Mmmm, human sweetmeats, delicious! HISSSSS!"
"NOOOOO, please don't, Taylor screamed in terror, please, I don't mean any harm, I don't even know where I am!! PLLLEEAASSSEEE DON'T HURT MEEEE!"
Taylor stared at the SS lizard in complete horror as it took his balls and slid a sharp dagger under them, he had no doubt he was about to be emasculated. He gave another blood curdling scream as yet another monster came into the cell; this one looked like a goat-lizard, and was definitely female.
"What are you doing to that poor prisoner?! Vulva hissed in 'anger', you let him alone this instant, you brute!"
"I am going to cut off his balls and eat them, and then skin him alive! Carl hissed back, he won't talk!"
"YES I WILL!" Clark screamed as loud he could, "I WILL, I WILL, I REALLY WILL!! I PROMISE!!"
"NO you won't! Get out of here! Vulva hissed, you stupid lizard! I'll have a little talk with him; you're probably too stupid to understand what he's saying anyway!"
With an 'enraged' snarl, Carl let the mortals balls go and slunk off with his tail between his legs. He was doing his best not to start hissing in amusement. Then he told the guards to give the Mistress some privacy while she played with her new toy. They just nodded their heads and sniggered. Lucky toy!
Vulva went up to the man, and said, 'I'm sorry about that you poor dear, I'm afraid my chief interrogator is rather crude in his methods. I prefer a more...intimate approach myself." She said, reaching down and gently cupping the man's genitals. "If you tell me what I want to know I can be...appreciative."
Taylor moaned as the female beast gently fondled his aching balls, oh God that felt good! Her hand was gentle, and so warm. She leaned close to him, and he moaned as her long forked tongue licked across his face, and she rubbed those truly magnificent tits against his chest. He took a deep breath and the smell of burnt cinnamon and female lust filled his nostrils. She is so beautiful, he thought, so beautiful.
"Ohhhh, Taylor gasped, you're so, so beautiful!"
Vulva licked the man's face and rubbed against his body, and smiled when his fear began to fade to something else as his lust took over. Males, she thought affectionately, they are SO predictable. And she smiled again at his compliment. How nice! Crouching down she took his rampant cock in her mouth and started gently sucking it, his pre sweet.
"Ugggh, ohhhh, ugggghhh!" Taylor gasped as the beast licked and sucked his cock. Ohhh, he was so close! He'd never felt such pleasure!! He bucked and thrust at her muzzle, desperate to cum; he need to cum so badly!!
Vulva sucked the man's cock and gently fondled his balls, then as she felt him nearing orgasm; it didn't take long, she slowed down and stopped; his penis was so hard it felt like a steel rod. She ran her tongue up his chest and licked his face again, her now hard nipples rubbing his own. Then she kissed him, and he opened his mouth and accepted her tongue eagerly. How nice.
"If you tell me what I want, and need, to know, Vulva said, I will give you the release you desire. Please tell me, my loins ache for you, our coupling with be pure ecstasy." Which was true, when she seduced a mortal it worked both ways as she responded to his own pheromones like the female beast she was.
"I, uh, ohhhh, please!! Taylor sobbed, please let me cum! What do you want to know?? I told the lizard everything!"
"Then tell me too", Vulva hissed softly, and reaching down started fondling his throbbing balls again. "How did you come to be here, in this place? Leave nothing out."
"Where, where AM I? Taylor moaned, is this...Hell? Am I dead?"
Vulva could tell he was telling her the truth, at this point there was no way he could lie to her. He truly doesn't know she realized, poor little mortal. Despite being what she was she could still feel sympathy to some degree."
"I will not lie to you mortal, Vulva said softly as she licked his face again, yes, this is Hell and you are damned. But you are NOT dead, you live, which gives you some; let us say, value. And I will not let anything harm you; that is, if you cooperate and tell me what I want to know."
So Taylor told her everything, how could he not? She was the most beautiful and desirable female he'd ever seen, so very, very beautiful, and he wanted to please her more than anything. In fact he probably told her too much, babbling at times, but she was very patient, and would stop him every now and then for another wonderful kiss, her saliva sweet in his mouth, or to ask a question. So he told her every little detail that he could remember of what had happened to him. Being drugged, the dungeon, the bug thing and other creatures, his escape, and eventual capture.
Vulva frowned as she kissed the happily cooperative mortal; her own lust was reaching a point where she needed to make him the offer. But what he said was a very strange and baffling story, but she knew it was true. He had obviously been sacrificed to a demonkind, but what demonkind would not immediately brand a mortal as their slave? It made no sense! And a bug demon? Vermin demonkind? Well, she would have to figure it out, there had to be an explanation. It was shame he wasn't a virgin, but still, he would be valuable property. And as she had promised, she would take care of him, one way or another.
"Man, Vulva hissed in his ear, running her tongue across it, you are damned now; there is no escape from Hell, for any of us. But you can choose how you will spend eternity. One way or another you will be my slave, but since you have been truthful and did not try to deceive your Mistress I will give you a choice. You may spend eternity as a sex slave, still human but a sexual toy for demonkind, or you can become a demonkind slave in my service. I recommend the second choice, being a demonkind does have its...advantages. But you must decide now, while our desire for one another is at its peak."
Taylor looked into the demoness's glowing reptilian eyes and felt utter despair, but at the same time some hope. Damned, for eternity. It wasn't fair, he'd been good! But he knew what she told him was the truth. A human slave; or a...beast like her. It was one Hell of a choice! He also knew the offer she made him was rare.
"Please, he said, what would I become? Would I be...beautiful, like you?"
"In some cases I could determine your demonic form, Vulva hissed, but not in this case. Since you are already here you must take your chances, you will become that which most suits you, or what Hell needs most. It is the way of things here. But no matter what you become you will be a valued slave. Believe me, there are much worse fates in this place."
Taylor closed his eyes, tears flowing from them, "I'm so scared, will it hurt?" He asked.
Vulva licked the mortal's tears off his cheeks, so sweet and salty. "Yes, there will be some pain if you chose to become a demonkind, but also pleasure. I am a demoness of Carnal Pleasure, so my slaves are also of that kind as well to varying degrees, so I can promise an eternity of agonizing sexual ecstasy no matter what your choice. But I must know your choice NOW!"
"I, I'll become a demonkind." Taylor finally said, and moaned as the demoness gave him a long slow kiss.
"Excellent slave, I had hoped you would be wise. I am pleased. Vulva hissed, now let us consummate your entry into my service."
With a snarl of lust Vulva undid the heavy cuffs from around his wrists and ankles, they were no longer needed, he was hers now, body and soul. As soon as he was free she kissed him again, then dropping to all fours she lifted her tail, and snarled,
"HISSSS, NOW SLAVE, MOUNT YOUR MISTRESS NOW!"
Taylor couldn't have refused that command under any circumstances, it wasn't even necessary, he wanted her more then he'd ever wanted anything in his life. He crouched down and mounted her as her tail whipped tightly around his waist, and he gave a deep moan of pleasure as she squealed and snarled as he hilted, and then began fucking her as fast and hard as he could. He'd never felt such lust, such need! And despite that need it took him much longer then he would have thought possible to reach his release, and he screamed as he came, as his loins voided themselves of his human seed to make way for a new inhuman seed, and he felt more than just his cum flow into her body, and felt her give him something in return, and felt darkness flow into; and merge, with his own now demonic soul. And one cannot remain human; mind or body, once that happens, and he wailed in utter despair as he felt his humanity die and as he felt himself began to change into something...else. What had he done!?!
Vulva roared in ecstasy as the man's mortal seed filled her womb, the power washing over her in waves of pleasure, and she in turn gave him a part of her own dark soul, just enough to change him for eternity. He was hers now, a part of her in some way. He gave a scream of sexual euphoria and anguish, paused for a minute, and then started to fuck her again, even more desperately then before. So it begins, she thought in satisfaction. He had had his last orgasm as a human, now he would soon have his first as a demon.
Taylor moaned as the pain started deep in his body, in his very soul, as he began to change. But it was tempered, made almost bearable, by the growing sexual pleasure in his loins as he felt his penis change, lengthening and thickening even as he sped up his thrusts, grunting in pain and ecstasy, unable to stop. He gave shrieks of agony as his skin crawled and erupted as black spines burst through it and began to grow, his spine pushing out at the base even as his neck grew longer, his legs cramping horribly as they changed shape, his toes lengthening and sprouting black talons, and he gave a shriek as his knees bent and snapped into new angles. The spines blossomed into slick black feathers that filled out and grew with a rasping rustling sound, and his face began to harden and push out as his beak formed, his skull softening and changing shape, his tail feathers fanning out as they formed, his legs taking on a scaly rough look as his heels pushed out into spurs tipped with razor sharp talons, some of his toes growing together leaving him with three long reptilian ones as his form became avian. His screams and moans of pain and pleasure slowly became raucous squawks and caws, his plumage thickening as it spread across his body, his chest and shoulders swelling as his wing muscles formed. The last to change were his eyes, his terrified human eyes becoming the emotionless black orbs of a reptile. Nothing human remained now as the large black bird coupled with the snarling demoness, staring around in horrified confusion even as he squalled in agonizing ecstasy as he had his first incredibly pleasurable orgasm as a creature of Hell.
With a final squawk of pleasure Taylor dismounted from his Mistress, and looking down watched at his long tapered penis disappeared into an almost vagina like slit between his legs, no sign of it or his balls visible. He shook his head in confusion, "RAAWWKK!?" I feel so strange, he thought, as he looked at his scaly reptile like legs and clawed three toed feet, four if you counted the ones on the back where his heels had been. He raised arms that were also fully formed wings now, four long slender fingers and thumbs ending in talons sprouting from the main joints. Then he folded them against his sides so they fit snugly. He turned his head around, amazed at how far it could turn, and stared down his broad feathered back at the fan of his tail, his feathers a glistening obsidian black with shimmers of dark blue depending on the light.
"RAAAWWWKKK! Taylor squawked, what AM I?? Aw-Aw-Awwww??"
Vulva stood up and stretched, the power still glowing in her womb, it had been a most pleasurable coupling. It was always so nice to corrupt a mortal! She gave an appreciative hiss as she looked at the new, understandably confused, demon. A Carrion Crow, how nice! They were such pretty birds! And useful, they helped keep the place tidy, and were good workers too. He must be quite intelligent; Crows were all very smart, and for a mortal to take that form was rare.
"You, my dear slave, are a Carrion Crow", Vulva hissed, the tip of her tail starting to glow. "Now bend over, it is time for me to brand you, as per our agreement."
Taylor dropped into a deep crouch, wow, his new legs really folded up, and his body really leaned forward now! He had no choice, he knew he was his Mistress's slave now, and he would obey her every command without question. He gave aloud "KRAW!" of pain as she pushed aside his feathers and burned her brand into his flank. But the pain was momentary, and as she gently licked the throbbing wound the pain faded rapidly, and clacking his beak he hissed in relief. He turned his head and stated preening, his feather were a messs! He pulled out a broken one, clacking his beak in satisfaction.
"Stand up and let me look at you, slave." Vulva hissed, and she nodded in appreciation as he held out his wings and turned for her. Yes, very nice indeed. He had lovely plumage, sleek and black with no other coloring to mar its perfection, fine black scales showing here and there as he was also part reptile, as the fangs lining his beak also proved. "Come here slave." She said, and giving him a hug, said "Welcome."
"Thank you Mistress." Taylor said, as he hugged her back. His confusion was fading as his new body began to feel more normal, less alien. He knew that soon he'd feel like he'd been like this always. And his fear faded as well, he loved his Mistress and wished only to serve her to the best of his ability, to please her. He knew he was a slave, but it felt...right and natural. "I love you Mistress." He hissed.
"Of course you do, and I love you too my slave. Come, let us get to know one another better." She hissed as she kissed his hard beak, his long forked tongue sliding into her mouth. "We have plenty of time, after all. And the pleasure we will give one another over eternity, it will be marvelous!"
I was starting to panic a little bit; I couldn't find a way out of the domain! All the tunnels either dead ended, or ended in cave-ins. It occurred to me this place had been sealed off deliberately. I held off on trying to call My Mistress via our mind link, even if I did what could she really do? No, I'd gotten myself into this mess; as usual, so I'd get myself out too! Or at least I'd try a little longer before I started panicking, freaked out, and started squealing for help. The upper levels were a no go, so I went deeper, and soon could smell fresh sulfur and molten rock. Well, at least I'll be able to relax and have a nice molten bath, I thought. And hopefully there would be brimstone deposits. At the thought of lovely hot magma I started trotting faster, and soon entered a lava cavern. It was big, and the only entrance seemed to be the one I'd had to squeeze through. And in the middle of the chamber was a huge lava pool fed by a lava falls pouring out of a lava tube further up the wall. It was heaving and bubbling, almost white hot. Oh Boy! Perfect! I thought.
I gave happy bellowing roar, and galloped towards the seething lava pool, and springing into the air curled up, "Cannonbaaalllll!" I roared in glee! It's the only dive I know, but I'm good at it. And as I flew through the air towards the pool the surface began to heave as something rose out of it!
I starting kicking and flailing, trying to flap my wings, but it was too late, and with a 'splat' I landed right on top of the biggest snout I'd ever seen, and two glowing reptilian eyes the size of basketballs opened, and a voice gave an earsplitting roar,
"WHO DARES TO WAKEN ME FROM MY SLUMBER!?! WHO DARES!?!"
So I did the only thing I could, I screamed and passed out cold.
Draxa nuzzled the limp form with her snout. Great, just great, my first visitor and who knows how long and I scared him to death. But she knew he wasn't dead, just stunned or something. She tended to have that effect on even demonkind. She nudged the still form again, hmmm, a drake, and male, how nice. But he was awfully small for a dragon. Which made sense though, otherwise he couldn't have gotten in here. Where had he come from? She'd put him in the lava, that would help wake him up, but first she wanted to make sure he couldn't get away. Carefully she attached a hellgold chain to the strange harness he was wearing. Only she could remove it. Then she picked him up by the tail and dunked him into the churning lava, which got the expected reaction.
I woke up as the hot lava washed over my body, and as I was lifted out of the magma I snorted globs of it from my nostrils and roared, "HEY, LEMME GO!! HISSS, RAAAWWRRR! PUT ME DOWN!" Which got me dunked again. I hissed and kicked and struggled violently as I was pulled back out a short time later, "RRRAARRGGHHH, SNORT!! QUIT IT, YOU BIG JERK!"
"If you'll behave I'll put you down." Came a loud hiss, a female hiss.
"RAARRRRRGGGGG!! I hissed, "LET ME GO OR I'LL BITE YOUR ASS!" I shrieked. Dunk, "RAARRGGHHH!! HISSSS!" Dunk, "OK ALREADY!! YOU WIN, I'LL BE GOOD!" I squealed, and hung limply.
"Good", said the voice.
As I was set down; on my head, I scrambled to my feet, and crouched with my fighting spines up and tail barb hard. "Why the HELL did you do that?" I roared.
"I did it to wake you up, you fainted." The booming voice said.
Oh yeah, I remembered. I sat back on my haunches and looked up, and up, at the biggest female drake I'd ever seen. She was ten times my size, and I weigh around 1000 pounds, so she was BIG! And absolutely gorgeous. I don't know if my mouth was hanging open in response to her size, or her beauty, probably both.
She hissed, and said, "You'd better shut your snout before a fire bat flies inside looking for a roost."
So I snapped my mouth shut, and bit my tongue. "OWWOOOOO!" I screeched, and started running around in a circle holding my poor tongue, until suddenly I tripped over a gold chain and fell on my snout. Splat, and bit my tongue again.
"OWWWOOOOOO! What the HELL is THIS!?!" I growled, holding up the chain.
"It's a chain." The huge dragoness hissed in amusement, what an eccentric little dragon!
"Well DER, I hissed, I mean, WHAT IS IT DOING ON ME!"
"It's to keep you from running away from me." The dragoness replied.
I narrowed my eyes and looked at it, and blew out a narrow concentrated fire plume, and the chain didn't even get hot. Hellgold, rats, should've of known! I followed the chain to where it was attached to a huge staple driven deep into the rock and pulled at it as hard as I could. Nope, I wasn't going anywhere.
"You can't get loose." The dragoness hissed.
"Yeah, I figured that out, I hissed angrily, what's the big deal lady? I don't belong to you, I belong to Mistress Vulva. You'd better let me go, she don't like it when another demoness messes with one of her slaves." And thinking of My Mistress I figured it was time to scream for help, so tried to contact her, but nothing.
"Sorry, the dragoness said, but I'm blocking your mind link."
"But why? I bellowed, starting to panic. I pulled at the chain and gnawed on it, I wanna go home!"
"You are home, you belong to me now. The dragoness hissed, and I'll never let you go".
Vulva paced to the entrance to her private quarters again, where was the little twerp anyway?? He'd been gone for days! He should have come slinking home by now, all remorseful. She'd yell at him and give him a smack or two, then he'd give her a lovely 'massage' and everything would be back to 'normal'. He knew she couldn't staty mad at him for long. And he wasn't answering her mental calls, which made her really mad at first, but now she was just worried. Maybe she had overdone it with the harness; she knew he didn't like it even though she thought it made him look handsome.
"Raaawwkk, caaww?" Taylor said, "Mistress, what's wrong? Can I help?" He'd been sharing her quarters, and bed, for the last few days. It had been wonderful; he'd never known such sexual pleasures before. He no longer regretted his decision in the least. He was quite happy, all things considered. He was still new though, of course, and knew he had a lot to learn. But as long as she wanted him; and his services, he was glad to provide then. It was amazing how sexually insatiable they both were, it was absolutely marvelous.
"Yes, you can, slave, Vulva hissed, go to the security office and tell Carl I wish to see him right away. You remember the way?"
"Raawwkk, yes Mistress, I know the way, Taylor squawked, I hear and obey." And left at a rapid hopping run, he ran low to the ground, he could really haul ass with his long powerful avian legs.
Damn it, Vulva, thought, where the Hell IS he!!?? Where was her little jelly bean!? Why didn't he come home to her??
Carl came at the double; the new bird demon had indicated their Mistress was distressed about something. He got along fine with the avian now, despite his threat to cut his balls off when he'd been human. Being a demonkind now himself he found the memory kind of funny. They'd both have a good laugh about it, and in Hell it helps to have a sense of humor.
"Ah Carl, Vulva hissed, you seen any sign of Pet? The little schweinhund hasn't come back since we put his harness on. I'm getting...worried."
"Ach, nein, I am sorry Mistress, Carl hissed, I have not seen him since then either. He is most likely moping somewhere; he can be quite the big baby. I will put the word out, that if anyone sees him to report to me, or you."
"Yes, good, do that, Vulva said, and don't forget to check with the fire salamanders, you know how much he likes them."
"Jawohl, Mistress, I will do so." He was worried about the little dragon too, he liked the large beast, he was so unlike most other demonkind; which took things way too seriously as far as Carl was concerned. He got off duty in a few hours; so he would also have a look around on his own, he knew some of his hiding places. And so would his staff, if they knew what was good for them. Still, the Seeker was popular, and he doubted he would be short of volunteers. Demonkind tended to look out for their own since no one else would.
Vulva clopped to the door again, Pet, where ARE you, my love?? She thought, why haven't you come back to me? Your Mistress misses her little jelly bean.
The End
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