A Bad Deal
You've made a grave mistake, and you're in debt with a demon. Luckily for you, he has another offer to make you - you have a way out that doesn't involve losing your mortal soul. What's the worst that could happen?
"Hmm, well, maybe I don't need your soul" Said the wolfish demon, tapping his chin thoughtfully.
"Oh?" You said, desperate for some way out of this situation - losing your soul was a fate worse than death, you'd heard, and you had to find his way out of this debt somehow.
"I'm feeling a little pent-up, you see." The demon said, his canine cock starting to poke from his sheath as if being summoned to action. "And, well. Servicing me would be an acceptable form of payment, I think."
He gave your skeptical look a toothy grin.
"I'm feeling generous, you see." He said, giving the base of his knotted dick a squeeze and a gentle swing. "And, well, demons have needs too. What's the worst that could happen~? I already own your soul - this is a way out, isn't it~?"
You bit your lip and then nodded. It was... degrading. Humiliating. But it was better than losing your soul, and... well. He wasn't an unattractive demon, at least.
He smiled at you and sat back, his tail growing and puffing under him to provide a fluffy seat as he patted his thigh, his cock completely hard and dripping dark, steaming-hot pre. You swallowed nervously and approached him, dropping down into a kneel.
"Come on now, no need to be shy. Just remember, you're doing this for you soul." He said, grinning wider at you. You nodded.
Hesitantly, you hovered your mouth over his tip, and gave his pre a little taste. It was pleasantly hot on your tongue, and the flavor was... otherworldly. You gave it a few more licks, before finally beginning to suck him properly, taking the thick head of his dick into your mouth and licking at it with some more enthusiasm. He purred above you and leaned back, gripping the base of his knot with one hand and lightly petting you with the other.
"Good boy." He said, smiling down at you. You did your best to scowl, but knew you really weren't in a place to making faces.
Besides, all it did was make his smile wider.
You took another inch, closed your lips in a tight ring around his length, and sucked him harder, closing your eyes and focusing on the wonderous sensation of his searing hot pre coming out in little spurts, washing over your tongue, and down your throat. You could even feel it sliding down and settling in your stomach, and the sensation drove you to suck him harder, to earn more.
You took another few inches, feeling the heavy, thick end of his dick pressing into the back of your throat in a way that made you arch your back in pleasure. It just... felt GOOD to suck on it. You sucked him harder and played with one of your nipples as you lapped along the bottom of his dick, the sound of his pleased panting only driving you further into lust.
He smiled down at you and started humping into your face, which you happily received. Without warning, he gripped both sides of your head and pushed hard, his knot sliding into place and locking your head in position as he began to spurt thick jets into your stomach. Your eyes rolled up as he pumped you full of dark, hot, demonic cum, filling your stomach as you struggled to swallow and keep up with his massive output. It seemed he hadn't lied about being pent up.
Finally his orgasm came to an end, and he gave you a satisfied pat. His tail returned to normal and his paws landed gently upon the cool grass below as he stood up.
"Hmmm." Says the demon, popping his knot free of your mouth and wiping his length on your face. "I'm feeling much better, thank you." he said, grinning down at you.
You felt... strange. Hot. That seed resting in your belly was burning you up from the inside, and the warmth was rushing through your veins. You found yourself desperately horny, as if the demon's supernatural lust wasn't relieved, but instead transferred to you. He took a step back, and you found your arm wrapping around his thigh.
"W-Wait." You urged. "I- I need-"
"Ohh, my~" He purred. "I guess I could help get you off too. That would be fair, wouldn't it~?"
You nodded feverishly.
He tapped his chin once more and expanded his tail again, sitting comfortably back on it and gesturing for you to kneel. You obeyed and stripped your clothing away, presenting your length for him to see and getting a quiet hiss of approval from the demon.
"Mmm... you certainly need it, don't you?" He said, and you could only nod.
"Well, I'm picky when it comes to taste. But I suppose my paws are free." He said, reaching a footpaw and wiggling his fuzzy toes in your face.
You cocked your head, stroking at your length and finding that the pleasure wasn't nearly enough to sate the lust within you.
"Oh come on now. You'll like it." He purred, lowering his footpaw and sliding your cock between two thick, fluffy toes, before curling them and sending a jolt of pleasure up your spine.
He chuckled at your expression before you could even notice it: your mouth dropping open, your tongue lulling out, your eyes rolling up to match his steady, amused gaze.
He smiled that same, toothy smile down at you, and began to uncurl and curl his toes in a steady rhythm, gently rubbing his dull claws over your belly as you shivered and moaned in pleasure. He continued to rub and tease your cock with his foot, before he seemingly grew bored of your needy expression and began to pick up his pace.
Without any warning, he began to stroke you harder and harder, up and down with his foot, occasionally tilting his paw all the way up and rubbing the head of your cock between his squishy toe pads, squeezing and kneading you and chuckling softly at your needy moans. His paw was unnaturally hot, his fur seeming to cling to you, rub at you, tease you in a way that you couldn't comprehend.
Your lust drove you to thrust up into his paw, and his grin widened momentarily and he leaned forward to pat your head, praising you for your initiative and rewarding you with some harder toe-squeezes, and a slightly more pleasurable pawjob overall. He chuckled at your wanton moans, and then seemed to decide it was time for you to give in and let it all out.
He began to pump your length steadily with his paw, up and down, fast and firm. You humped in time with him, moaning and purring and gasping as you found yourself flying towards, and right over, your edge, moaning out loud and spurting hard into the bottom of his paw, filling up his fur and making a complete mess of his large, canine foot. He smirked and lifted it up, admiring the amount you'd lost into his fuzzy paw before suddenly pressing it hard onto your face.
"Well, be a dear and clean me up." He instructed you.
Your lust was still there, you dimly realized, as you began to lick and clean your mess right off his toes, sucking cum out of his warm fur as it teased over your mouth.
"Not enough." You plead, between licks of his paw, savoring your taste but still overwhelmed with lust.
"Oh? But we're even now. Which means you're still short a soul." He explains, confusing you. You thought... oh, but.... he made you cum too. So you were back to being even.
You let out a frustrated whimper, your cock already hard again, humping the air and whining for more attention. It didn't matter now.
"Well, fine." The demon says. "I'll give you some more attention - but you'll owe me another one."
In your lust-addled state, you couldn't do the math. You'd never repay the debt that way. Every mouthful you swallowed from him to pay it back, you ended up sinking deeper and deeper into your debt to him minutes later, spurting one load onto his paw to break even, and then usually two or three more. A demon's lust was too much for your mortal body, let alone your soul - and by the end of the night, you couldn't remember your debt anymore.
You sucked that canine dick because you were told to suck that canine dick. By your master. And because it felt sooo good to do as you were told.
Master complimented the little horns you'd sprouted, the little forked tail that you'd wrapped around his leg unconsciously. You loved it when Master complimented you.
You loved everything about your master, really.