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The Demoness's Kink

For Catsithx

By Draconicon

Thana did a most un-demonlike thing by wiggling happily. She knew for a fact that it was un-demonlike because her summoner looked at her like she had lost her mind. Most of the time, her summoners were afraid of her, shivering in terror that she might collect their souls. Mostly because she told them that they would, if they didn't do what she told them. That was the only way to get them to actually do what she wanted, or she would have just kept the threats to herself.

"Mmmm, nice and strong. Silver threads, yeah?" Thana asked.

"Um...yeah," the black cat standing over her said. "That's what the book -"

"Mmm, nice and strong, not that easy to escape...and it makes me look good, doesn't it?"

She thrust her chest forward, smiling past her breasts as the ropes pushed them up, giving them just enough of a 'sting' from the silver to make her huff softly. She'd have little white marks left on her flesh and through her fur from this, but that was half the fun. Strutting her stuff in Hell after these summonings, showing off what happened to her? That was the good stuff, and made her feel like a real demoness rather than just some sort of...summon-slut.

Thana knew that she looked intimidating to the mortals that called on her, and more so to this scrawny little feline. Even aside from the wolf-skull that covered her face, the wolf demon had black fur, with dark wings that came out of her back and added to the dark, horrifying demeanor that she was supposed to have as a servant of one of the Reapers. She liked to show it off, but more, she liked to be bound.

Pinned.

Shown off.

Used.

Thana wriggled again, having a happy little wiggle from the feeling of her arms being tied behind her back, of the helplessness that came from having the silver in the ropes properly. Some just painted it, or tied tinsel to the bindings. That was never enough to give that proper sense of being unable to do anything, of being trapped and used for the mortal's pleasure. This was the right way to do it.

"So, um..."

She looked back up at her current summoner. Simon, black cat, scrawny. Not that remarkable in the grand scheme of things, though decent enough as a person. She didn't want decent, though. No demon got attracted to 'decent.' They wanted someone that could either be useful in Hell, or someone that would be rough and pushy with them.

And for now, she needed Simon to do more of the latter.

"So, um, what next?" he asked.

"You're asking me?"

"Well, it's your thing."

"Yes, and you are the summoner."

"What's that -"

"Mmmm, what's that I hear? Some little reminder that you didn't put a good circle down? Something about not having any protections on your soul?"

"I, um...I...I'll figure it out."

"Mmmm, better do it quick."

The black cat whipped his head around, obviously looking for a few more things. Thana just hid a giggle beneath her skull mask, testing the bindings that kept her arms behind her back and finding them to her satisfaction. Even better, they brought the ropes tighter against her chest whenever she pulled at her limbs, making them feel like they were squeezing her breasts that much more.

Yes, that was the good stuff, alright. That was the really good stuff.

She was still focusing on just how much she had been pinned when Simon suddenly pulled on her ropes. Thana blinked as she was yanked to her feet, looking down at the black cat with her head cocked to the side.

"Mmm, did you have something in mind, summoner?"

"I...I do."

"Then what it is?"

"I...This!"

He blushed as he gave her a hard shove. Even with the silver in the ropes, she knew that she could have resisted going over if she wanted, but she was curious. What did he have in mind for their play?

She allowed herself to be shoved, and hit the bed behind her. Her legs went up and over, and he jumped after her, pulling something out from behind his back. As he grabbed her legs, she saw that it was a spreader bar, obviously something to keep her legs from closing. Oh, she liked that, and she liked the way that he tied her legs together with it even more, attaching them to a link on the wall that kept her legs over her head.

"Mmm, now that is tight..."

She wiggled her legs, seeing if she could pull them free. The silver in the bands kept up a soft heat, something that burned pleasurably, but not painfully. Not yet, at least. She felt some of her strength draining away, keeping her from just yanking her legs free of the wall. She had lost most of her demonic strength, she realized, leaving her barely stronger than the average mortal at this point.

A nice, helpless touch. She was grateful to him for thinking of it.

As she squirmed a bit, he reached down, rubbing her pussy with one finger. The feeling of a mortal daring to go that far without asking permission only made it better. She moaned under her breath, her cheeks burning beneath the skull mask. One small thing that kept her from being too embarrassed, she knew, something that kept him from seeing her real expressions. All he could judge her by were the sounds.

And the way she couldn't hide the happy little shivers and squirms she made. He paused, looking down at her with a hint of hesitation on his face.

"Are you, um...are you sure you want me to keep going?"

"If you stop, I'm going to take your soul."

"Really?"

"Of course."

"That...that doesn't sound like a, um, you thing."

"Mmmm, want to test it?"

She didn't want to steal his soul, that much was true. She preferred the idea of just using him as much as he used her, of having him fulfill this fantasy and then have the confidence to pull it off again and again. Having the weaker people use her was all the more enticing, because it was something that honestly shouldn't happen. She was a powerful demon of Death, after all, and that meant that she had the power to rip them apart if she so wanted.

But she was also very keen on getting what she wanted, and what she wanted was to be rutted. Thana huffed as he hesitated, slowly curling her toes and pulling at the dark energies within her.

"Mmmm, you better take what you want, summoner...or I'll take what I want."

"Nnnngh."

He let out a slow whimper, then rapidly pulled at his pants, dragging them down and exposing his cock. A little bit bigger than average, slight barbs at the tip, which pleased her to look at -

"MMMPH!"

And provided a very filling feeling. She moaned under her breath, lowering her head to the bed as her legs remained high overhead. The feeling of being helplessly bent in half, her arms behind her back, her breasts lifted up, was a surprisingly satisfying feeling. She rolled her hips a bit as he started leaning into her, pushing his cock in up to the hilt.

That was what she wanted. A good summoner, someone that would use her, that would put her into this helpless place and then ram her full. She gritted her teeth beneath the mask, clenching her jaw shut to hold back the moans as he started pumping, moving harder, faster, deeper, taking her just the way that she wanted.

In, out, in, out, his balls slapping against her ass, his cock bottoming out in such a way that her toes curled every time that she felt his barbs so deep. In, out, in, out, his cock giving her the stretch that she needed, while her powers were pushed down by all the excitement.

Fuck.

Yes.

The feeling of him taking her was just what she needed, the spur to her libido to make her wetter and wetter. The silver ropes burned at her, lifted her higher, and her bound legs meant that he could keep humping and she couldn't stop him. He could cum inside, if he wanted, leave his seed in her as a marker that the other demons would see down in Hell, and she had no way of stopping him.

Naughty, weak mortal, abusing my helpless body...

It was just what she needed. Her excitement built, her inner walls clamping down on his cock, pulling him deeper as she moaned out loud. She arched her back, thrusting her hips as much as she could, her arms trying and failing to pull outwards. Her breasts felt the heat of the ropes, her ankles pulled up and unable to pull together, her thighs battered by his hips as he thrust between them, and then -

"NNNNGH!"

The demon moaned. She came, hard, clenching on him and shivering from head to toe. He pushed in deep, his heat filling her in that moment, and she clenched harder on him to try and pull more from his shaft, to empty his balls properly. Spurt, spurt, spurt went his cock, filling her to the brim each and every time, making her feel everything that he had, to the point that some of it started to ooze out of her again.

She panted as he slowly pulled out, shaking her head. She chuckled.

"Very good, very good."

"So...I keep my soul?" he asked.

"This time. But next time...put a little more backbone into it. Be rough with me. I'm a demon, after all. I can take it."

The End

Summary: This particular demon rather likes summoners that will tie her up and treat her rough. As a matter of fact, she will punish them if they don't...

Tags: M/F, Femdom, Bondage, Tied Up, Demon, Cat, Feline, Wolf, Vaginal, Cum, Orgasm, Spreader, Modern Fantasy,