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Hell Forged

Chapter 8 : Broken House of the Father

-Sneak Peek-

Mathias's car bounced the curb and squealed to a halt as he came home. The sun had been down for hours now. The hospital wasn't going to let him go a second time. He had to sign a release and doctor the registry to show he wasn't there. He hobbled forward, trying to baby his foot while he came to the picket fence. He immediately noticed the wind chimes humming and clanking in the dead air. The warding around his house had been shattered, something that could only be done from the inside.

It had to be a trick, it had to be some dark twisted game the demon was playing with him. There was no way he knew where the rat lived. There was no way Tobias knew either. He kept his family life and professional life separate for this exact reason. It was EC 101 god damn it!

But he called from Chassy's phone. He had her speak to him. She didn't even sound like herself. She was like some crazed demon thrall already. Had that demon already sucked her soul? Was she already damned to nothingness? How could he let this get so out of hand? This kind of scheme was common practice amongst the higher-ups, but demon slayers couldn't be that much better than him, right?

He stepped up onto the porch, no lights came from the home, but he had to pause. The sound of wet squelching and rhythmic smacking could be heard. It was subtle, but it was definitely audible. It was a constant wet scrunch, slap, squelch, slap, scrunch, slap, over and over. It was slow, deliberate and painfully obvious.

Mathias grabbed the front door. It was locked. He cursed as he grappled his keys. He took the key to the keyhole, but fumbled and dropped them. They smacked on the porch loudly and Mathias cursed. The rhythmic slapping picked up in tempo and he could hear someone doing a staccato scream as her sweet spots were hit deeply. He bent down and snatched the keys and firmly unlocked the door.

That wet slapping sound and the moans of pleasure filled the air as Mathias ran in and slapped the light switch.

The house was a mess.

The wallpaper was torn, the carpet ripped up, the furniture in disarray with claw marks and slashes. But the worst part, was looking at his daughter in the center of the living room, the demon dick deep in her pussy as he pulled on her ears and staked his claim to her womb.

A claim he had obviously made several times.

Chastity's toned and firm belly was no more. In its place was a round, bloated gut, full of demon cum. Her pristine white fur was matted in a mixture of fresh and dried on juices. Her breasts had bite and claw marks on them, and an old anniversary necklace he gave to his wife bounced between them as the demon smacked his hips forward, his toe claws digging up more of the carpet as he audibly came into his daughter.

Chastity screamed like a whore in heat as her belly jiggled with the force of those cum shots, her gut rounding out a little more as Kaleth smacked his hips through the orgasm.

Mathias was in a stunned silence. He watched as his little girl was used as a common cum dump, her back arched as that demon drake plowed her soil from behind. She screamed in pleasure, quivering in orgasm as that dick continued to use her.

"Dad...you're' home oh...!" She came again at the look of shock and horror on her dad's face. The disappointment, the shock, the horror was too much for her and she came. Kaleth chuckled and let go of her ears. She fell forward onto the soaked carpet, smacking as cum and fem juices welled up from the fibers below her.

"Chessy...Chastity..."

"Don't forget your wife," Kaleth chuckled as he pulled out of his daughter, a thick gush of cum and seed oozing out of her. Kaleth pointed to the staircase whit his thumb where Alice had been left. Her own belly a swollen mess of cum and wonton desire. Spunk oozed out of her gaped cunt and down the steps like a perverse waterfall as she messaged her clit with one hand and a breast with the other while she watched her baby girl get plowed by their master.

Mathias was a very levelheaded man when he was at home. The love of his family is what kept him so strong against his demon's influence. Though now, with his worst fears having become reality, he felt rage boil inside him, black ichor pulsing through his veins as he found his voice.

"What the fuck did you do to them! I'll kill you!" Mathias roared, only for him to freeze as Kaleth gripped Chastity by the throat. She quivered in his hold, her pussy gushing more of his cum out as his claws caused the faintest trickle of blood to stain the fur on her throat.

"Come now Mathias," the hell mage chided, his eyes a rippling mixture of reds and blues. Like a red flame and a blue flame were put on top of each other and flashes of purple would come through. "You think I didn't come prepared?" The demon chuckled darkly. "I came a lot, as you can tell. Took you much longer than expected. I guess you really don't care what happens to your family."

Kaleth gripped Chastity's throat a bit more. A look of pure bliss filled her face as she watched her father freeze in fear and agony at watching his baby girl be used as expendable fuck trash and leverage.

"Stop!" Mathias took a step forward and Kaleth hissed and gripped Chastity's throat harder. Mathias instantly got the hint and backed off.

"Good boy," the hell mage snarled.