Carnival Demon's Harem - Chapter 4
Author's Note: This story contains elements of the following (not all in this chapter, but throughout the storyline): Abuse, Beastiality/Zoophilia, Rape, Pseudo-Rape, Double Penetration, Triple Penetration, Demons, Violence, MILF, Bondage, Slavery, BDSM, Lolis, Cubs, Love and Consensual Sex. If any of these are not your cup of tea, then I suggest you move on and find something tamer/rougher.
** While there are no furries in this part of the story, they are coming. This is a world where furries, humans, hybrids and demons all exist. This is the very beginning of the Carnival Demon's Harem. **
Written by the amazing duo of MasterAaran and Eirene, with the awesome editing talents of RuthofPern.
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Chapter 4.
Sylver slept deeply and soundly through the night. It was the first night she wasn't woken by her mother's pleading with her father, or the sound of his open hand slapping her mother, or his fist punching her. Long had she dreamed of peaceful nights, little realizing that dreams did come true. It wasn't until the morning came that she ever stirred, and then it was just to snuggle closer to Terrus, not wanting her peaceful dream to end; her young pussy, unused to having something in it all night clenched around his cock, tugging at him.
He groaned and grunted slightly as he felt her tight hole sucking and clenching at his cock. His eyes fluttered a few times, and then he opened them, gazing straight up at the red covering above his bed. The sunlight was streaming in through the windows in his room, and he glanced down to see her laying on his chest, her face peaceful and serene in her sleep. He reached up and caressed her head gently, stroking his fingers through her silver hair and smiling. She was cuddling against him so cutely, he hated to wake her, but he could tell they had slept well into the morning, and his stomach was rumbling.
The feel of his hand stroking her hair roused her slightly, and she tried to burrow herself deeper, not wanting to wake yet. A low mumble slipped from her, "Don't want dream to end." Her own belly echoed his, but she tried to ignore the calling of their starving stomachs as she scrunched up her eyes, her nose wrinkling along with the scrunched eyes. If he wanted to wake her, or get food, he'd have to carry her, but then again, who would turn down such a juicy, tight and warming cock-sleeve?
He smiled at the girl as she mumbled and clenched up into him. He put his arms around her and rolled to the side, sitting and putting his legs out of the bed. He shivered a bit, at the cold of the floor, but then immediately heated his own body temperature to compensate. He stood, still holding her, and let her slip as far down on his still hard cock as he could, then began walking slowly downstairs. She bounced a bit with each movement, fucking her lightly as he went down the steps and into the kitchen. He used one hand to hold her while with the other he opened the fridge and pulled out a carton of eggs... he would make them scrambled eggs for breakfast.
The gentle bouncing and sliding of his cock into her tight snatch roused her slightly, and she wrapped herself around him. Soft, sleepy moans slipped from her as he fucked her while walking down the stairs, waking her body before her mind. She moaned into his chest, her lips forming a little O as they pressed against his flesh, as this new method for fucking brought her around quickly, her slit dampening under the tender assault of his cock and her walls clenching around him, giving hints that she was about to cum for him again.
Terrus groaned lightly as he felt her body waking and juicing up, clenching around him and holding on tightly. She was kissing his chest where her lips touched, and he had to smile. He pulled out a pan, reaching up which drove his cock deep into her as gravity kept her down, and then sat it on the stove and lit the burner. He cracked the eggs and let them into the pan, going about making their food. His smile never disappeared as he cooked the breakfast; occasionally reaching to her butt and lifting her up to let her slide back down with a wet squish.
Sylver moaned again, the sound vibrating through his chest where her lips still pressed against him. After a few strokes of his cock into her after the butt-lifting, her body trembled against him. Her slim back arched back, making a nearly perfect half circle as a scream of pleasure escaped her and her walls clenched around his meaty fuck-pole as her juices coated him, sliding down from her, down his shaft, over his balls and dripping to the floor beneath them.
Her new owner-protector smiled and stepped back from the stove so that he could hold her and keep her from falling. She arched so much that if he hadn't, she would have hit her head on the stove, and he didn't want that. He held her with one hand, and with a smirk reached for the pan with the other. This he held beneath his balls, letting her juices that flowed freely down his legs to drip into the pan and flavour the eggs with her taste. He put it back on the stove then, and helped her sit back up, "Well well... good morning to you too..."
Sylver blinked sleepily at him, then smiled and flung her arms around his neck. "Good morning, Terrus," she said softly, pulling his head down and kissing him. "I was so afraid to wake up and find out that it had all been a dream. And if it is one, I never want to wake up from it." She laid her cheek against his chest and kissed his skin. Honestly, if she'd been a cat, she would have been purring contentedly, and had she been a dog, her tail would have been wagging. But as a human, she could only show her happiness with kisses, snuggles and the sweet juices dripping from her.
He kissed her back gently and let her cuddle against him as he continued cooking. The eggs were soon ready, "It's not a dream Sylver... and I told you, I will never leave you." He smiled down at her and patted her head, then put the pan on the table. She was easily resting with his cock buried fully inside of her, a most uncomfortable position for a normal woman, let alone a six year old girl. He put out a single plate, fork and two cups, and then poured orange juice.
Sylver giggled up at him. "Nope, you're nice and solid, but you are a dream...My dream. And it's coming true. After you get Mommy away from my father, it will be true; with us free of him, and living in a home where we're safe. This is the kind of dream I never want to wake up from, because anything else would be a nightmare." She snuggled with him as he moved around, each step causing his thick shaft to move inside her, causing her to moan in pleasure. As he sat down, she nearly groaned in frustration, but remembered she couldn't keep him in bed with her today. He still had to go rescue Mommy.
Terrus smiled at her cute words and the way she said them. She sounded like such a big girl...and he guessed that now she was. He rubbed her legs a bit, then forked a piece of egg and fed it to her. He sighed, "Sylver... I'm going to rescue your momma right after breakfast. I want to ask you though... would you be upset if I fucked your mother as well? It may turn out that way... just like it did with you. You see, I'm a bit more than a normal man... and I can fuck a lot more... so I would have plenty for you still." He looked down at her as he asked this, wondering what her reaction might be. He found her opinion important, almost as if she were his own daughter.
Sylver chewed the piece he gave her, thinking about it, then swallowed and nodded. "Okay, Terrus. Mommy's gonna need fucking too. But I sleep with you at night. Not Mommy." She was possessive over him, and while she wouldn't try to stop him from fucking others, she wanted everyone to know he was hers. A strange feeling raced through her, and she gave another giggle. "Can I watch sometimes? I want to know everything about pleasing you, Terrus."
He took a few bites while she answered him, and fed her again when she finished so that he could answer. He did chuckle a bit, "Yes, your momma is going to need fucking... but if you want to be the only one to sleep with me, that's fine. The house has other rooms that she can sleep in. She'll be almost more like a servant to me, but I'll treat her very nicely like I treat you. And yes, you can watch sometimes, and I'll have her teach you."
Sylver smiled and ate some of the eggs as he fed her. Growing bolder, though how she could get bolder than she was the night before was incomprehensible, she moved against him, rising up just a little, her walls sucking at his cock as before relaxing as she fell back again. She found that it was easier to ride him while facing him than facing away from him, and quickly picked up her pace, riding his shaft like a little pro.
As he ate a bit more, she started to fuck up and down on him, riding him easily now, though her cunt still sucked at his cock all the way up and back down. He smiled at her, and groaned a bit as she fucked him harder, "You know, Sylver, you haven't tasted my cum yet. Before I cum, I'll let you know and you can drink it for your breakfast," he smiled and winked at her, putting the fork down to free his hands so he could tweak her nipples.
The little silver-tressed girl nodded, moaning as she rode him. It felt so right having him inside her, and she never wanted to be missing anything again. Looking up at him, her eyes still holding that pure, innocent look that drew him to her when he rescued her the night before, she smiled, "How can I drink your cum, Terrus?"
He chuckled lightly as he put his hands on her waist and helped her ride him, "How do you think?" He asked, loving the look she gave him, how purely innocent it was, "You put your mouth on my cock and when I cum it goes in your mouth and throat. That's how."
"Mmmm, sounds yummy, Terrus. I can't wait to taste your cum sliding down my throat and filling my mouth," Her body trembled as he slipped his hands around her hips, signalling her proximity to cumming again. Her walls tightened around his shaft again, trying to milk him into cumming with her.
Terrus chuckled and smiled at her, "Then we'll be sure to get you a nice big load to drink down... but first I think you're going to be the one cumming again..." he laughed and pumped her up and down faster, succeeding in also bringing himself close to the edge. When she was done cumming, he was going to be ready for her to drink.
Sylver trembled again, and a couple more fast strokes of her rising and falling on his cock were all it took for her to cum for him. Her eyes widened as the dam burst inside her and she screamed, "TERRUS!" Her hips bucked hard against him, trying to get him to fill her again. It was a reaction she would never be able to stop. She would always crave his seed filling her.
The demon man laughed as she screamed his name, and he bent to kiss at her neck as she trembled and her cunt clenched his shaft over and over again. He held onto her until she was done cumming, smiling the entire way, and gently lifted her from his cock. A torrent of juices, hers, and his from last night, poured out, "You ready to drink my cum?" he asked.
Sylver panted as he lifted her from his shaft, her walls clenching, trying to keep him inside her tiny body. "Yes, Terrus," she gasped out between pants, her eyes turned to a dark purplish red hue with her desire and need, but the red could just be a trick of the light for all either of them knew. Of course, Sylver couldn't see her eyes right now, so she didn't know they were turning any other colour than their normal light purplish blue shade.
Terrus groaned as she clenched after him while he lifted her from his cock. Her tight cunt hadn't loosened at all. It gaped when he pulled her off, but slowly began going back to normal. He loved how tight she was, and, with her being only six, he could easily imagine she would stay that way for a long time to come. His mind turned to the future, and he figured someday he would use magic to make her cunt stay that tight; but only when that was absolutely necessary. He did notice her eyes, that strange colour they turned, which puzzled, and slightly worried, him, but he didn't say a word about it. If anything, it made her look more lustful for him. He smiled at her as he sat her down on the floor, kneeling between his legs. He let her kneel, and held his cock down so that she could suck the tip inside. "Just put it in your mouth and suck on the tip or however much you can take in," he said, smiling down at her. Someday she would take it all; right now, though, he doubted she could get more than two or three inches of his massiveness in her mouth.
Sylver looked up at him as he explained how she would get his cum from him a little more, and nodded. Her tiny bow of lips parted and her pink tongue tip slipped out to gently run over them before she leaned forward the last couple inches. Her tongue touched his tip before her mouth opened, and she tasted them on his flesh. Giving a low moan at the taste of her cum and his seed, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and slipped his cock into the wet heat of her mouth and sucked on him. She suckled his cock as deep as she could, though most of his length remained outside her mouth, and flicked her tongue over the tip and rubbed it along the underside of his shaft.
Terrus watched her as she looked at him even as she took the head of his large cock into her small mouth and began suckling and licking at the tip. His cock bounced inside her mouth, throbbing from the sensations. He smiled and put a hand on her head, stroking her hair through his fingers and breathing deeply to try and let her get a good taste of his hot flesh before he came down her throat. Still though, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stop it, and soon enough his cock began to pulse.
Sylver sucked and licked as much of his cock as she could, even giving a soft kitten-like purr as he stroked her hair and leaned into his hand without removing her mouth from his shaft. She felt him twitching, and then a strange throbbing raced along his length, over her bottom lip and tongue. Before she could wonder much about it, her tiny mouth as flooded with his cum.
Terrus smiled down at her when she purred at him and he kept his hand there, stroking through her hair gently until he began to cum. He tightened up then, thinking that maybe she would try to pull away. That he wasn't going to let her do, though seeing her drenched in his cum wouldn't be bad either.
Sylver winced a little as his hand tightened in her hair, holding her in place for her first taste of his cum. Seeing that he wanted her to take his load, she started swallowing, huge gulps of his seed sliding down her throat in intervals, easily seen along her slender throat. Her eyes never left his as she swallowed everything down.
Terrus watched her swallowing, or rather gulping, his cum down, and he let her pull back a bit so that it would flow more smoothly over her tongue before going down her throat. He knew she wanted to taste him and his fresh seed. In the days to come, he would have her take it in every way, and everywhere on her body. He smiled down into her eyes as he stroked her hair, no longer forcing her to keep her mouth on it.
Sylver moved back a little, her eyes closing slightly in bliss as his seed coated her tongue, giving her a chance to taste him. The taste of him on her tongue; the heat of his seed warming her mouth, throat and belly; the tenderness and care he'd shown her since she arrived unexpectedly on his doorstep; and the pure bliss she felt when he fucked her all combined in her to make her the absolute little slut for him. She had to have him, in every way. His taste was wonderful, the feel of him as he fucked her was fantastic, and the feel of his seed filling her as she came for him was heaven. She wanted him again, right now, but she knew he had to go rescue her Mommy before her father killed her. And he would attempt to. It was almost like he knew something that Sylver didn't.
Terrus let Sylver drink down all of his cum before pulling his cock from her small mouth. It was clean of all spunk; she had done a good job of cleaning it with her lips and tongue. Smiling down at his little slut, he reached for her and lifted her onto his lap, kissing her on the lips. "Now, Sylver, I have to go save your Momma," he gave her a hug and another kiss. "I'm going to have to leave you here, since I wouldn't want anything to happen to you, especially if your daddy gets mean. But you won't be alone. I have someone to stay with you."
Sylver trembled in his lap, but kept from throwing her arms around him, not wanting him to leave her. There were only two people in the world she trusted, and that was her Mommy and Terrus. Swallowing her fear, she looked up at him, trying to be brave as he mentioned leaving someone with her, but her voice trembled and she stammered as she asked, "W...who, T...Terrus?"
He smiled at her, seeing her fear, and held her to himself, "Let me show you..." he said, standing from the table and moving out into the hall. He went to the back door of the home, and opened it, then whistled loudly. In the distance a dog barked, and minutes later the bushes parted in the woods behind the house, and out came a young dog, not much bigger than Sylver herself if she were to get down on all fours. That thought made him smile, "This is Damien. He's one of my puppies. He'll take good care of you, and won't let anyone get near you that shouldn't, right, Damien?"
Sylver trembled as he told her he would show her, but her fear disappeared completely as she saw the large puppy. She wiggled excitedly; her pert little ass acting like Damien's when he wagged his tail. "He's a big puppy, Terrus," she said softly, wanting down, but also not wanting to leave Terrus' arms yet. "Can he be my puppy, Terrus?" She turned her blue-violet eyes on Terrus, giving him the perfect little baby pout to get her way.
How the hell was he supposed to resist her when she looked at him like that? He laughed and nodded, "I don't see why not, the way he's looking at you, I think he wants to be yours." The puppy was actually very excited to see her, and though he wasn't fully grown, he could detect the scent of his Master's seed, so he knew not to get frisky with her. He yipped happily at her. Terrus gave her one more hug and another kiss before letting her down, "I want you to go upstairs with Damien and stay up there until I get back, okay Sylver?" He said, looking at her. He knew the pup would keep her safe. He was actually a young hellhound.
Sylver squealed when he told her that Damien wanted her too, and the moment her feet hit the ground, she slid her arms around the puppy's neck. She nodded to Terrus, and then gave him another hug before looking to Damien. "C'mon, Damien, let's go upstairs." She made it to the stairs before looking back at Terrus. "Terrus, I love you. Be careful today. I don't want my father hurting you or Mommy."
"I'll be careful, Sylver. I promise," he replied, giving her a wink and a smile. When she disappeared up the stairs with the dog following at her heels, he turned his attention to the matter now at hand. He closed and locked the back door, then headed toward the front door. With purposeful steps, he headed off the porch and to the garage, where he kept his car, though he didn't really need one. Either way, he piled in and started the engine. He had sensed from Sylver where she lived, he didn't need her to tell him, and, with a roar of the car's motor, he headed down the access road and into the city. A half hour drive took him to the residential neighbourhood where she had formerly lived, and shortly he found her house, pulled to the curb, and climbed out, cracking his knuckles.