Carnival Demon's Harem - Chapter 7
Author's Note: This story contains elements of the following (not all in this chapter, but throughout the storyline): Incest, 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.
** 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 7.
Syn looked out the windshield, smiling at the sight. It had been a while since she lived anywhere near as beautiful as this mansion, her new home, was. "It's beautiful, Terrus," she said softly, her eyes taking in the sight. The land and the house both had the same aura Terrus did, that of a non-evil demonic being, "And don't you worry about that. I would love to be tied to you for eternity, and beyond. I never stopped thinking about you, or that night we shared. Until Sylver was born, it was the only thing keeping me going. And after she was born, it was what kept me so... mother bear like... in protecting her as much as I could. I wanted her to find someone like I had, someone who would show her the way passion should be. I wanted her to find her own male, just like you are for me. But as they say, like mother, like daughter."
He laughed lightly, "Evidently it's true for you and Sylver... after the first time, she couldn't keep her hands off me almost..." he chuckled, reaching over to take one of her hands in his, and squeezing it, "I love you Syn, and I promise you that no matter what happens in our lives, you'll be with me for eternity, and so will Syl... and I will always protect you and love you..." He pulled into the garage as he said that last word, pulling her over to himself and kissing her before releasing her and looking into her eyes for a moment. He released her hand and opened the car door, climbing out and heading for the back door, "Wait until Sylver sees you..."
Syn gave a low chuckle, knowing their daughter would want to see her immediately, but also knew that before she could give her a proper hello, Terrus needed to heal her. So far, just her arm and face had been healed, but the rest of her body ached and practically screamed in pain. She'd held back the entire trip here, not wanting to distract Terrus from the talk they had needed to have. But now... now she could let the pain out, and closed her eyes as a soft groan slipped from her while he was out of the car.
Terrus was almost to the door when his incredibly sensitive hearing alerted him to her noise. He turned and looked at her, in the car. She looked as if she was in terrible pain, and he felt for her. Coming back down the stairs, he went to her side of the car and opened the door, "Come on Syn... let me take you inside. I'll explain to Syl what's going on and after I've healed you, we can all have a reunion..." He crouched next to the car and took her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Syn gritted her teeth against the pain, and nodded. She gave his hand a squeeze back, letting him help her out of the car. "Terrus, you may need to carry me. The pain is more than I can handle to walk through the house with." As she stood nestled in his arms right outside the car, her legs trembled and her body shook as she tried to hold back more sounds of pain from the earlier beating.
Terrus nodded, "Anything for you Syn...try to relax baby..." he said, bending down to gently sweep her into his muscular arms. He shifted her so that she would rest against his chest and shoulder, and then carried her to the door in from the garage. He rarely used magic for trivial things, but this time he made an exception and used it to unlock and push open the door so that he wouldn't have to shift Syn anymore. He closed it with his foot. Upstairs, he heard a door slam and Damien bark.
Syn lay her head on his shoulder, breathing in his unique scent, one that held just a faint hint of his demonic heritage, but combined with an outdoorsy scent as well, almost masking the sulphur and brimstone. If someone didn't know what he was, they would never catch that demonic scent he had. Her body trembled against his slightly as the door unlocked and opened on its own, though she knew it was the quickest way for him to open the door with her in his arms. She lightly brushed her lips over his shoulder, closing her eyes as she heard the noises upstairs.
He held her tightly as she brushed her lips over his shoulder, and headed through the kitchen to the bottom of the stairs. He called out, "Sylver... it's me, I'm home with your mother!" He steadied himself with Syn, having no trouble carrying the full-grown woman, more concerned that he would shift her the wrong way and hurt her. He kissed her on the forehead, and waited for Sylver...his daughter, to come down.
Hearing his voice upstairs, Sylver perked up and a squeal could be heard all the way down in the kitchen, immediately followed by the sound of fast running down the stairs by six feet... well, actually, two feet and four paws. Damien barked as he followed Sylver down the stairs and as the two of them ran into the kitchen, it looked like Sylver had been having fun with the large pup. A bright piece of fabric had been tied loosely around his tail and drew attention, since it was so odd-looking attached to that appendage. The naked girl ran over, stopping just feet from them, looking up at Terrus and her mother. "Is Mommy okay, Terrus? Did my father hurt you?"
Syn stifled a laugh as she saw the mischief Sylver had gotten up to while Terrus had been rescuing her from their old life. "Sylver, darling, just what have you been up to while Terrus was out?" She reached down with one hand to Sylver, only to have Damien growl, slipping between them. He didn't know Syn, so he was taking no chances in anyone hurting Sylver.
Terrus smiled at Syn and Damien as they bolted into the room. He laughed loudly, seeing the way that Damien's tail looked... the bright pink piece of fabric clashed with him so. He let Syn speak though, before answering her question, and was about to say something when Damien jumped in the way. Terrus let out a small growl and the large pup turned to look up at him. The look in Terrus' eye must have said something, for he went and sniffed at Syn's fingers, then barked and started wagging his tail. Terrus finally said, "Your Mother needs me to heal her Sylver... and no, your daddy didn't hurt me."
Sylver nodded. "Make Mommy better, please, Terrus. I want Mommy to be as happy as I am. Damien and I can play in one of the other rooms we looked into earlier. It was where I found the pink fabric on Damien...Had to make him look pretty." Syn couldn't hold back the laugh at that, and lightly ran her fingers over Damien's head after he sniffed her fingers and got her scent as part of the family. "Terrus and you, my darling, are all I need to be happy, Sylver. And as long as you keep yourself out of trouble, I don't mind if you play in another room, but the final decision is Terrus'. Not mine. But we do need to talk to you a little later about something...Something that might make you even happier than you are now."
Terrus nodded, "You be good Syl...Your Mother and I will be back down in a little while," he smiled down at her and nodded, "Run along, just don't break anything..." he called out as she dashed off again. He nuzzled into Syn's neck as he carried her up the stairs slowly, then down the hall and to his bedroom. He crossed to the massive bed, parting the canopy as he gently lowered the redhead's body to the comfortable sheets. He stood up once more then, and stretched, "Honey... I'm going to have to get your clothes off of you..."
Syn nodded a gentle smile on her lips for her love. "I know it's going to hurt, but I also know you're going to be as gentle as possible with me. I'll do my best not to make any sounds, like I was in the car. Besides, I think I have a good view to distract me, especially if you strip down too."
Terrus smiled at her and chuckled, "I will then, anything to make you feel better..." He said, stepping back and slowly taking his clothes off, so once more she could see him naked. His muscular and lean body bared before her, his cock already active as he moved back to her side, "I'm going to take yours off now..." he whispered, going to her feet and gently rolling her socks off, then moving to her hips and unsnapping the button.
Syn's eyes were glued to Terrus' body as he undressed for her, and then started undressing her. A soft moan slipped from her, but he could see in her eyes the desire to have him buried deep inside her again in them, not pain. The scent of her arousal rose up in the room, just barely held in check due to the pain she was feeling from the beatings she had suffered. When he moved to her hips, her hand rose up to stroke his shaft, another moan slipping from her at the feel of his rock hard shaft between her gentle fingers, "I can't wait to have you back inside me, Terrus. I've been remembering our time together and have wanted it again."
As he pulled the clothing slowly off of her body and she stroked his cock, he only got harder. He looked over at her and chuckled, "I can't wait to fill you again either Syn... but if you get me much more horny, I'm going to fuck you here without even healing you..." he smiled at her, slipping her jeans down her legs, wincing as the welts and bruises come into view. He can see from the blood on her panties as they are revealed that he must have either whipped her, or abused her pussy badly.
Syn trembled as he pulled her jeans down, her eyes closing in shame at what she must look like in his eyes. Her bastard of a husband had done a horrific job in torturing her over the last seven years. Uninterested in fucking her again, instead, he turned his attention to sadistically working her over, especially her pussy. And every time he got done, he put a mirror between her legs so she had to see the damage he'd done. "Terrus, I... I just hope that after you see what he's done to me, you'll still want me," she whispered brokenly.
"Syn... no matter what he's done to you, I'll love you..." he said, taking her hand in his and clasping it tightly. His other hand he used to finish pulling her jeans off. He left the panties for a moment, moving up her shirt and unbuttoning the buttons until it was hanging open. Her beautiful breasts were covered in the tattered remains of a bra, barely holding them in let alone supporting them. He swallowed. They were covered in what looked like whip marks that had never healed. It was true that he took everything out on her. His eyes fell and he shook his head slowly. "I'm going to start..." he said, and closed his eyes. Terrus knew this would be difficult, repairing everything that SOB had done, but he had to do it for her. The one thing that would make his job easier was that he remembered vividly every inch of her body from the night seven years ago. He would be able to restore her body to its pristine beauty, if he were careful.
Syn nodded and whispered, "And I'll always love you, Terrus. Memories of that night have gotten me through life so far. I'm certain the anticipation of later will get me through the healing process," her eyes closed in shame at how she looked now, despite knowing that Terrus wasn't holding her injuries against her. But she had always dreamed of meeting him again, whole and without any marks. It would take a lot of healing to bring her back to that pristine beauty he remembered. And even more to take the haunted look from her eyes.
Terrus knew that she believed in his abilities, even if she didn't understand them, and that gave him more to work with than his own mind and body. He released her hand, and slipped down her body, putting his hands on either of her ankles. As he concentrated and closed his eyes, he felt power drawing through his body. The lights in the room darkened, the power flickered as he slowly slipped up her legs. Ahead of his hands roiled the blemished skin, behind, nothing but warm, perfect skin remained. He never opened his eyes, seeing through his closed lids at what he envisioned his woman to look like, making it so.
The windows in the room suddenly banged open and the wind gusted through as he reached her hips. He had not seen her pussy yet, so he passed by, moving slowly up her sides and chest. His fingers curled around her sides, healing her back as well, knitting skin and repairing bruises. He moved further up, his hands gliding around and over her breasts, feeling them in his palms and again repairing the damage done to tissue and flesh. When he moved on after several minutes, they bounced, more full and perky than before.
He shifted to her neck, and then down her arms, breathing on her face and feeling the remaining cuts and bruises disappear there. When he finished with everything but her centre, he opened his eyes briefly, putting his fingers to the delicate fabric and instead of removing them gently, tearing the fabric away. He was in such a mental state that he couldn't do anything but concentrate on his job at hand. Her cunt looked as if it had been used as a punching bag. It was swollen and there were cuts everywhere. The bastard had even pierced her labia by hand, and it looked like at one time he had sewn her cunt up only to rip out the stitches.
He growled in his throat and lowered his head between her legs, breathing deeply and opening his mouth to exhale over the damaged flesh. This would take the longest of anything, but when he finished, her cunt was again pure and beautiful. He had even repaired her hymen without really realizing it. When at last it was done, he stood straight and a great weight seemed to drop from his shoulders. He abruptly jerked and slumped to the floor.
Syn felt his power moving through her, healing every inch of her from the inside out. Her tissue and muscles healed and the power flowed over her skin, rippling over her and healing the outside of her body. Unaware, as well, that her lover, her soul mate, had even repaired her hymen, making her a virgin once more, though one that knew what he liked. A flush covered her body as he impatiently tore her bloody panties off and saw the damage.
A gentle trembling raced through her as she knew what he was seeing now, and, despite his reassurances, was still afraid he wouldn't want her after seeing the ruined mess her pussy had been made into. But he'd just moved between her legs and breathed over her sensitive flesh, making her moan despite her intentions not to make any noises.
His breath over her pussy was heaven, and she wanted more. She wanted so much from their time together and immediately dampened between her legs for him. She was as patient as she could be, and when he finished, she blinked a couple times, then heard him slump to the floor. Worried, she called out, low enough not to scare Sylver, but loud enough for him to hear her, "Terrus? Oh, gods, please. Terrus? Are you okay?"
Terrus was breathing deeply, never having felt so tired before in his life. He tried to sit up, but his arms were so wobbly that they failed him and he slumped to the floor with another soft noise. Even though he was a demon of incredible energy, using that much Healing power was taxing. Great amounts of magic were about the only things that could tire him. He groaned, his eyes rolling around in his head, "Water..." he coughed, licking his dry lips with an equally dry tongue.
Syn nodded, jumping from the bed with ease, and headed to the attached bathroom and got a glass of water, then brought it back. She was so worried about Terrus, she didn't even take the time to look at the miracle he'd wrought in healing her. She dropped to her knees next to him and handed him the glass, her eyes filled with concern for him. Her hand reached out and stroked his hair as he drank deeply.
He took the glass from her and greedily began drinking, feeling her hand in his hair as he gulped it down. It was finished in a few seconds, and he set it to the side, looking over at what he had done to her, wanting to make sure it was complete even though he knew it was. He swallowed, feeling marginally better, "Go...look at yourself... in the mirror..." he gasped as he slowly sat up.
She took the glass from his side and took it back to the bathroom, filling it up again, but this time, she took the time to look in the mirror. She could see that her breasts were no longer marked from the whippings and beatings. Her sides were once more milk white, and, as she took a deep breath, she could feel her ribs had healed as well. Perfectly healed, not the misshapen things they had become due to the beatings.
Climbing up onto the counter, she could see that the purity and smoothness of her skin had been returned lower down, and she spread her legs a little, seeing that even the horrendous damage done to her pussy had been healed, at least externally. She couldn't see much of it without a mirror between her legs, but what she could see was repaired.
Getting down from the counter, she picked up the glass and ran back to Terrus, her feet seeming to barely touch the ground as she ran. "You did it, Terrus! Everything I could see is healed! Back to how I looked when we met!" She sat down in his lap, facing him as she kissed him deeply.
When she came running back into the room, he had two impressions of her, first, an angel flying toward him, and secondly, that of the young schoolgirl she had been when they first met. He shied back a bit as she fairly jumped into his lap and kissed him. He chuckled into the kiss, licking her lips as she pressed them to his mouth. When she pulled back he laughed, "Can I get one more drink before you eat me?"
Syn blushed and handed him the glass of water, which, somehow, managed to stay full during her headlong rush to his side. "Of course you can. And I am definitely going to eat you, Terrus," she purred seductively. As he took the glass, she slid down his legs and proceeded to show him just how she would eat him, eagerly taking his cock into her mouth and sucking him for a moment before looking up into his eyes and slipping her mouth off to lick his length up and down. She flicked her tongue over the slit at the tip of his cock, giving a low moan. "I've dreamed of this, Terrus...Of us together. And now, my dreams are coming true..."