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My Soul to Her

Not a bad start for a demon story. No bad reviews but no good ones either which makes me want to do better. Now I decided to do this series and do the other ones later. This series won't be super long but just enough to be I can successfully complete a demon story book.

My Soul to Her 2

I was finally going home! I was going home at last after four months of being in the hospital. Emily, my mother was driving me home. They let us out by noon and it felt so good to be back in the sun!

"Oh Kathy!" she said to me in a joyful manner. "I'm so glad that you are going home today.

I smiled back at my mother and nodded.

"Oh I truly thank God for letting you live and recover so quickly."

'Not even close mom,' I thought. 'Not even close.'

My mother was a brunette while I was a dark shade of it. She was a light pale skin and I was a bit darker; she had blue eyes as did I and we both almost had the same body figure only she was twenty years older then me. I got all my looks from her but the hair was my father's.

We arrived at my house which was only a few miles away from the hospital. I live close to the beach of southern California. My mother works as a banker, getting enough money for us to live by there. Now although my father left her and... we didn't know he died, he left us in his will. Now, my father was a bastard for when he won the lotto, he left my mother and me. I was only five and my mother was heartbroken when he did. However, they have been married a little bit before I was born and have both put up wills. Honestly, my mother knew my father wanted the money if she was to die early and leave me but fate or in this case, I hope that Alvhra killed him when he won the lotto of fifty grand. Now since he left my mother and my mother didn't do the divorce, he was still legally married and in his will said that he would leave that money for us.

Now after that, my mother was happy as hell as she claimed the lotto and some extra from him. She set that up and now she is able to support us in a nice home by the beach.

Nothing too fancy now. It's a one story home and its pretty big for it has two master bedrooms, a large kitchen with an island. We have a small Jacuzzi in the back were the beach could be seen and we have some pretty good taste for technology. My mother only used about ten thousand for the house and some others, including me going to a good school, but the rest is to go to me when I go to college and want to leave her.

Honestly, I don't want to leave my mother for all that she has been through and done for me. However, with the sudden development of me handing my soul to the she devil, I don't really expect to have too much. Alvhra said that even after I became her servant and stay in the mortal world, I would still be living here so she didn't waste time sending demons through a portal, whatever that meant.

We arrived home and I missed it ever so! The wonderful feelings of returning to a beautiful place were you get a wonderful view, a great bed and a loving mom, it felt so perfect.

I was in a crutch for now, even though my legs work but doctors wanted to make sure I would stabilize after a bit. It didn't matter to me just as long as I will live and was able to walk without a wheelchair, I don't care.

My mother got me in the house and my mother wasn't joking when she said that she didn't do choirs. The blue carpet was a bit rugged do to not being vacuumed. The smell of dust was in the air and there were a few dishes on the sink that already had mold growing. Wow, my mother really was worried.

I looked to her and saw that she gave a small smile, knowing that the house was a mess.

"I know darling," she said to me. "I couldn't do anything while you were gone and I just lost track of things to do when I knew that you weren't going to make it." Her voice began cracking up and she began crying. I could already feel my hear growing heavy for the tension. I slowly dropped the crutch and moved to my mother before giving her a hug. We both shed tears and she held me tight, so thankful that I was home and alive.

After our time together, she left me on the coach to watch the television while she began doing the choirs. I wanted to help but she said I should rest, like I haven't rested for four months!

The evening already came and my mother was done with all the choirs. She also began making dinner; my favorite dinner which I hadn't had in four months. Lasagna! Oh boy was it ever so mouth watering to taste that meaty, cheesy and ever so big food! I was chomping down the food as if I was starving, and I was. I was starving; I hated hospital food which was almost always bland.

After dinner, my mother decided to let me take a bath while she cleaned up. I honestly missed the bathing now, although I did get to bathe, I was either sponge bath or had plastic bags over my castings.

I had no castings and I will be able to take a shower for the first time, alone!

I entered my room and saw that my mother left it the way it was or the way I left it. To say the truth, I honestly don't remember why I had left home or why my room was a mess. I always had my room cleaned whenever I go out, even if it is to school. I had my clothes lying all over the floor. My bed was undone, my room kind of got dusty and worst of all... I missed it all.

I decided to get some new clothes to take a shower and I would deal with my room later. I dropped the clutches, making them bounce on the floor before I slowly walked to my bathroom.

I turned on the light and saw that my bathroom was still the same. A light pale blue with a sink and mirror, toilet and a bathtub with glass doors. Oh man, was I so glad to be able take a shower by myself. I then looked at the mirror.

I didn't recognize myself for I had changed a lot. I still had the scars on my face. One going over my left eye and down to my cheek. I also had my hair messed and tangled.

I didn't want to look at my body for the shock of what has happened to me would make me break down. But I had to know... had to see if I am still that teen with a beautiful body with no acne, no blacks, no hair and a beautiful chest breasts like her mothers.

I was shaking; so afraid to see what I looked like. I slowly grabbed the bottom of my shirt and slowly lifted up over my head.

Once it was clear and I dropped in on the floor, I stopped. Honestly, I don't know what was keeping me from falling on the floor and crying but I just stared at my wrecked body. Even in the time I healed, I still had the scars all over my body.

One long one ran from almost my upper chest; running in between my breasts and ended a little before the left side of my belly button. A few scratches here and there. I had a few on my arms, some passing over the imbedded pentagram on my arm and a few past on to my legs were my pants covered.

Again, I couldn't cry or shout or even be angry. I just sighed and looked at my pentagram. I didn't know if this was a right choice, to call... Mistress Alvhra but I just need to know if I can change this.

I first closed my bedroom door; locking it before I went into my bathroom and closed and locked that one. I then turned on the water so I could build steam into the bathroom. Once it became steamy, I lastly removed all of my clothing down to the underwear, revealing my bare skin crotch and my clit in view.

I didn't know why I did that but something told me my Mistress would like it.

So I slowly laid my left hand onto my right arm on top of the pentagram. With a small thought, I called her name.

Alvhra.

Suddenly, my bathroom went dark but the shower stayed on with the steam already building more and more in till it became almost like a sauna. Then my mirror began to glow red and my Mistress slowly rose behind me. But when I turned to look, I didn't see anything. I turned back to see her smiling as she was right behind me; I quickly turned to see that she wasn't here but within the mirror.

I turned back to see her hands on my shoulders and I really felt them.

I stuttered at first but I spoke with a bow, not knowing why.

'Mistress Alvhra.'

She smiled and leaned into to kiss my check, feeling it in real life but knowing she wasn't behind me.

"My slave Kathy." She said.

I was still not used to knowing that I was... nor am the slave of a demoness from hell or some form of it. She chuckled and leaned her body ever closer to mine.

"OH my dear Kathy, how ragged your body looks." She clicked her tongue. "Such a shame."

'That is why I called you." I thought to her, looking at the mirror. I could feel the invisible force of her arms wrapping my waist. 'I want you to fix me so I could look like I was before the accident. Please, I feel so sad knowing that I look like this.'

She looked into my eyes through the mirror before she just turned her head and licked across my face. I felt the invisible tongue as it came over me. I shuddered, my body being felt all around by her gentle touch. I tried to suppress a moan as she ran her clawed hand over my gentle breasts and her other hand run at my legs before moving in between.

"I am sorry my slave but you must heal on your own. I could help but you need to know how your powers will help you in the future. You will need to know how to heal, how to use your strength and... how to take a human soul."

The last word she let out go as she continued caress me. I finally let lose a moan, but no sound game, only air. She rubbed me so well with her right hand rubbing both of my breasts, squeezing and pinching my nipples. Her left hand was now making runs under my legs and I could feel her running a claw in between my vagina lips.

I tried to think, trying to say something to her.

'How... how can I heal myself?'

Through the mirror she smiled and licked my face again.

"Like this..." she whispered as she finally penetrated her finger into my cunt. I gasped... silently as she dug her finger within my walls. She licked across my check, leaving her saliva on and roughly handled my breasts. I couldn't moan at all and I was glad for she was making everything feel so good.

From the mirror I saw as my cunt was moist and one of her fingers gone within me. However she took out, leaving wanted before she moved her hand up to my other breasts.

I then saw her tail through the mirror as I slowly the end of it slowly rise to by vagina. Some of my wetness dripped on top of the tail. She murred a bit, was letting it get wet so she can fit it easily inside of me.

Once it was nice and wet, she grinned evilly and shoved it hard in my cunt. I wanted to scream out in pain and pleasure. She only smiled on as she droved her tail ever so deep in me. I grew tears of both pain and pleasure. Her tail was stretching my walls but the same time I could feel it so well! I could feel every inch driving up my walls, rubbing every inch and making my heart race.

She roughly handed my breasts and moaned along with me. I dared to look down to see my breasts being rounded or squeezed by the invisible hands.

I honestly wanted to cry out as most of my juices came out in a sudden rush. I was so close to my climax that my legs were shaking uncontrollably. And then I felt it all stop when Alvhra pulled her tail out of me and left me wanting.

I was in tears as I wanted to cry out for the sudden release of my joy.

'Why did you stop?" I nearly thought loudly to her, 'I needed it!'

She only gave an evil smile and she lifted her tail close to her mouth and sucked the juices from it. She smiled and moaned at my flavor before speaking to me.

"To heal yourself you must pleasure yourself. Either by masturbation or... from some sort of pain-pleasure. Anything that will get you pleasure from it will help you heal faster."

'W-why?' I shuttered, still shaking from the lost climax.

She smiled.

"It's something I created for my own selfish means. I enjoy feeling what my slaves do. For what you feel I do... to a certain extent. I feel what it but it won't affect me as much."

'If I were to get hurt...?'

She clicked her tongue and rubbed my shoulders.

"If you were to be harmed, I would indeed feel it and I would most likely be worried as to how you got hurt. Now that it's been a few months after your accident and that you absorbed my demon abilities, nothing should seriously harm you." She paused then smiled. "In fact, I think if you were to be in the same accident as you were in now, you would only receive a bruise or a scratch. You abilities are growing and with the world changing so quickly, I think that you being a demon would remain hidden."

She then removed her hands and looked at me with a serious expression. I then felt a sudden tension grow between us.

"I'm afraid," she began. "That... your services will be needed sooner then you would have liked."

At this I looked up at her and she was indeed serious.

'What do you mean 'sooner?' I thought to her, now worried. 'I thought you would give me three years?

Although she was a demoness of hell or whatever it's called, she didn't smile.

"I may enjoy some other's pain or misery but I don't enjoy my slave's misery. It seems that with the ever increasing war between us and the gods, lives are being lost quickly and I need to send most of my slaves in the mortal world to collect those who are fighters of the gods and us but are neutral. We need more of them to join us."

'War?' I thought. 'There is a war?'

She nodded, a bit disappointed.

"Yes, a war. It's been like that since us, meaning the gods of the Underworld or Hell and the Gods of the Heavens and Above, we have been fighting since we created the races here. The humans, the furs, the scales and now we created the 'Seekers.'

'What are the Seekers?'

She sighed and shook her head.

"I am sorry my slave but I must return to my domain. I need to prepare for new arrivals that have joined me."

'Other like me?' I asked so suddenly and not wanting to say it or thinking out loud.

She nodded.

"You are one of many, my love. However, I only have a few in top rank that are my prize creations. When you time comes for me to take you, you will have to prove yourself and become one of my generals in the army." She paused then stepped back. "I must go."

'Wait, mistress!' She stopped and looked at me in the mirror. 'I know that I need to learn to control my powers but I want to know more about you... I mean me. What it would be for me to become... your slave.'

She placed her hand on her chin, thinking before she snapped her fingers and a book mysteriously appeared.

"Take this," she said, handing it to me. "It will let you know more about yourself. Keep it safe and make sure that only you read it. Through any mortal's eyes it can't be read but some of the Seekers may be in disguise so be aware of you spend time with. Your demon senses should tell you when one is close by. IF they haven't chosen a side yet, try to convince them to join you. The book will help." She then pushed the book through the mirror, and by magic is made ripples in the mirror before it I quickly reached for it and grasped in my hand.

"I must go now my slave but I will be speaking to you soon. I hope that I can give you a longer time up here but there are no promises."

I just nodded.

Through the mirror I saw her lean down and turn my head. I felt the invisible hands and stared and blankness. I then felt her hard lips press mine. I peeked an eye, seeing she was leaning down and kissing me. I moaned into the kiss before she separated.

"Good bye my slave for now and remember, healing yourself will be the easiest thing for you to do." She gave a smile before the floor lit up red and she quickly disappeared down the pentagram hole. I once again heard the screams that came from it before it disappeared.

My bathroom lights turned back on and everything went back to the way it was. I closed my eyes a bit, adjusting to the light. I then saw on the mirror that one of my scars on my lowers chest was slowly fading. I guess that really does help. I shuddered as I felt my lower lips still drip of my fluids.

Oh... to the heavens and hells of earth, what a way to live the rest of your short life!

I didn't pleasure myself like I would have originally planned in the shower. I was more worried about getting the stink off of me then more on me. I could already tell from my enhanced nose that I reeked of dirt and sexual fluids. I just wanted to be clean.

I emerged from my bathroom with a towel over my breasts and one on my head. The wonderful feeling of cleanness! Now if I could just do it with my room. I sighed and would deal with it tomorrow. I walked over to my closet and saw all my clothes in still neat piles or hanged neatly. I grabbed a pair of white pair of panties and bra. I then put on my light pink pajamas on.

I brought the book over from the bathroom and sat on my bed. I looked at the book and gazed at it. It was a hard cover with a dark shade of red to it with a bit of brighter red on the ridges. It had no language on it nor did have anything else.

I slowly opened to book to see that the first white page was totally blank.

'That can't be right.' I thought. Then closer inspection showed that the foreign letters began appearing. At first I looked like chicken scratch but then the letters sort jumble themselves, magically and then became English letters to me. They were written in a dark print in an almost old type of English writing.

The first words on it surprised me.

"Welcome the Demon Book. You are now a demon and will have a fucked up life for eternity!"

I sighed. Great. The book knows sarcasm.

Slowly letters began appearing.

What do you wish to know?

I blinked once, and then looked at the book. Can it understand me?

More letters appeared.

Yes.

I blinked once more before I slowly laid a hand on it.

I tried to think.

'Um... hello? I am Kathy?'

The letters disappeared before new ones formed.

Hello Kathy. I am Velshor, keeper of demon knowledge.

I looked at the sentence before running my fingers over the page.

'If you are a demon then... why are you a book?'

The sentenced disappeared before another one appeared.

It is a service for me to inform the new demons of their new life in the Underworld.

I sighed.

'Well Alvhra gave me you so I could learn about me and what demon I am. Also to learn about other demons too.'

The letters reformed back to the first question.

What do you wish to know?

I couldn't help but smile.

'Okay then, let's start from the beginning.