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As a mage of any kind, becoming a part of the guild was considered the most prestigious path. Unfortunately the newest members were treated with little to no respect and you really have to prove your worth by submitting knowledge or showing great prowess in your field. Being a new member meant that I had that stigma from the start, but to make matters worse I'm a self-taught sorceress, one without a familiar. I hear the rumors behind my back, some I'd rather not repeat, but most being about how I cheated my way into the association and that my magic is nothing more than a spark of innate talent and nothing else. Most don't even call me by my name, Anna, they mostly just stare and nod as if that was enough acknowledgement for my presence. That would hopefully end today. I had been gathering for the entire week various odds and ends to use in a summoning ritual that would give me a powerful familiar, something that I could flaunt to the others as a sign of true magical prowess; and the best part of it? The spell was of my own creation, not something cut dry from their books. I'd rather not get bullied from the position. Funding was rare to come by and they did have an impressive library exclusive to members. Kneeling upon wooden boards with a piece of chalk in hand, I began to draw the circle that would contain the familiar of my choice.

For the ritual to work I needed every single piece of the puzzle in perfect harmony. My thoughts, my spirit, the ingredients and more had to be in the correct location, the right position. Soon I started rounding the circle, dropping the ingredients that would serve as anchors and bait to this world. I closed my eyes, willing power through each item until finally I was back at the start, my eyes open, a bit of sweat traveling down my brow. Summoning a basic familiar was easy work. A living shadow, a talking cat, or even a nymph could be easily called upon, but to bring to our world a familiar of great power and status one needed all the right things, and that included the massive amount of energy to call it and contain it.

Checking outside the window of my shack I smiled, the moon was rising into place and the stars were out in full bloom. The extra power from the night sky would help with keeping me from passing out during the final phase. With everything in place I brought my hands up to the circle to begin. Power gathered at my feet, power gathered at my hands, and power coursed through my body as I inhaled and exhaled. Carefully I took a step towards the circle, kneeling slowly to touch it and push my will into it. The circle reacted with a satisfying pop, the chalk now glimmering, the ingredients slowly igniting in an otherworldly blue flame. Next my desire was pushed through and the call was made. I wanted a familiar that would impress my peers, one that would make them proud and in awe, a powerful spirit that would elevate my status. Calm and collected I called again repeating the desire in my mind, but something went amiss. At the back of my head I felt something surface, some sort of bubbling anger that I hadn't taken account of. I was still angered that I even had to do this, that just because I had taught myself magic that I needed to show that my abilities were potent, were real. I had passed the exam, I had jumped through every hoop and now would this even really be enough to satisfy the vultures?

Those calm blue flames turned red before my eyes and I gasped as they turned intense, nearly shooting up to the ceiling of my home. That brief flash of anger had been enough to alter the spell for better or for worst. A tear in the air appeared, black and crimson light pouring forth as molten lava, shadow and flame alike seeped through. I tried to will the hole shut, for whatever would come out of there would certainly not be worth the trouble, but it was too late. With a violent burst of energy I was thrown back on to my rear, my head pounding from the connection suddenly being cut between me and the circle.

My vision was blurred for a moment and I swore I heard the sound of something yawning. Blinking away the pain and the veil covering my eyes, I finally managed to focus on the circle where there stood a mass of shadow and flame unlike anything I had seen or read about. With a frown I rose to my feet, dusting my robes off which had been torn from the force of the overload of energy Scowling I approached the circle arms crossed. Whatever I had summoned didn't look too impressive despite the energy put into summoning and trapping it. Blowing locks of black hair from my face I decided that it was best to send the thing home. Before I could do anything though, the creature sent a wave of fire that stopped just at the circle, but the force of the impact sent me back on my rear again. In a haughty tone the mass of fire and shadow spoke without moving an inch, its voice a loud echo that vibrated the air, "I suppose you did a good job on summoning me, whoever you are." It then amended, "But you're a bit weak on your feet. Not really a good sign when you're handling a demon."

Scrambling to my feet with a grunt, I retorted with as much venom as I could muster, though fear clearly showed in my eyes, "A demon? I summoned a familiar, a spirit to this home to help me with my work."

It cackled and seemed to vibrate as it began changing shape to that of some sort of two legged canine demon, mane of fire surrounding its coal black fur, its voice coming out feral and clear rather than the strange ominous echo from before, "Really? Because I heard the call of someone who desired a power without limit"

Not backing down I approached the circle, careful not to cross it, to face the large hellhound, or whatever it was, "Well, yes I wanted power, in the form of a familiar that would actually help me, not...not a destructive demon, and you'll be going back where you came from."

It changed shape again to that of a four legged canine covered in shadow, bright fiery eyes staring as it looked away and sat down content with itself as it yawned voice back to a spiritual echo, "I think I'll stay here. If you think you can force me to leave, then try it."

For a moment I thought of stepping through the circle and strangling the mutt's throat, but I would be at the mercy of a being probably stronger than anything I could manage, that and I was still petrified on the inside. With a sigh I sat down on the floor before the circle and began thinking of a way to force it to go home. If I could tear another hole I could probably push it through, but that might invite more trouble into the home and possibly the apocalypse. Demons were a tricky sort too, some folk took them on as familiars, but generally you had to fill out a special contract. Almost as if on cue, the demon spoke, again without moving, "So...if you're just going to sit there, maybe you'd like to discuss terms?"

Quickly I spat out, "What terms? There are no terms between us demon, except that you go home and I go to sleep to mend this headache."

Just as quick the demon retorted, "You could instead make a deal with me and have me as your familiar, you would command great power." before I could respond it silenced my words with a single phrase, "And respect."

I sucked in a breath and my own eyes caught those glowing orange orbs. For a moment I couldn't look away, I saw the power the creature held, I saw the possibilities that this beast would help me reach, but the risks were so great. If this panned out well, then no one would be able to doubt my abilities, no one would be able to look down upon me, certainly no one from the guild. There were no rules against summoning demons, only letting them loose without a leash. Puffing out I got up from the floor, hand on my hip as I spoke plainly, "What are your terms?"

That canine like muzzle opened wide to reveal a shark toothed grin that was far too large for the creature that maintained it and dripping with fire as it spoke, "You desires did not lie, firstly, I would like sanctuary in your body, but not possession, only a shared space. That is all I want."

Those words carried a weight and life that seemed to lock in place as I pondered the terms. Better safe than sorry I asked, "Why would you want a mortal body?"

The demon answered simply, that toothy grin still showing, "Because, the physical world has more opportunities and having a physical body that belongs and was made here helps keep my power...outside of this circle my power would be weakened." that grin then faded as it snorted and turned away, "Rules are rules after all...damnable things."

Scratching through the back of my head I thought of all the good and the bad that would come with sharing a body with a demon. Firstly, my body might just literally explode from the amount of power that thing contained, secondly it would have access to anything it could force its way into, but, rules were rules. If it only had partial possession it couldn't do anything against my will, and the power was very tempting. With a sigh I crossed my arms to make my demand and my answer, "In exchange for power and your service. You will have partial ownership of my body." Again power flowed through the air and shut like a lock, this time over my body. I felt my skin crawl as I stepped forward, the creature's eyes focused intently as it shifted to that bipedal form, "I am Anna Crown, and I accept." I reached my hand out and as it touched and penetrated the boundary of the circle I felt electricity course through my arm. The creature reached out and gripped on to my hand, calm, collected with its own hand almost laughably large compared to mine. Surprisingly its hand felt warm rather than hot, comforting rather than intense.

As it spoke, the circle began to fade, the world around us slowing down as our eyes locked, "I am Mauthe, pleased to serve you."

With the deed done I moved to part from the creature's touch, but the demon hold on and instead pulled me in close, my cheek pushed against its heavy chest, shocked that the flames flickering around its fur didn’t seem to burn me in the slightest. I found myself compelled to stay, compelled to nuzzle into the warmth that surrounded that shadowy fur. It felt almost natural to be against him, to obey his every pull and tug. Before I fell too deep I shook my head, pulling myself away just a bit with a frown, "What’s your game demon?"

Mauthe spoke, his words like honey to me, "I only intend to strengthen our bond and seal the deal...there is power in lust after all."

So the demon intended to seduce me. At first I felt a mix of disgust and fear, my eyes shaking as I appraised the hulking beast before me. Again that promise of power had caught my attention, but whether it was from the demon's partial control, or from my own body betraying me, I found myself not minding the creature's advances. Perhaps it would feel nice to be ravaged. As my thoughts raced by, the demon's hands were already in motion, claws carefully peeling away at the comfortable robes that I wore from my smooth, pale skin, my mind my spirit far too distracted by whispers of lust and power. Everything seemed to be going so slow, but by the time my body caught up and my will had begun to resist I was already upon my knees facing the demon's canine cock. With a small frown I turned my head away, but rather than force me, that strong had brushed against my cheek, the demon practically purring, its hand far too warm and comforting for my taste. Closing my eyes I shivered as I turned back towards it. This was just part of the deal, part of the unwritten rules of the contract. If I got it over with quick then Mauthe would relax and actually help me instead of trying to take advantage of me, but were those my thoughts or the influence of the demon before me.

Opening my eyes to look up at the demon I leaned in to carefully kiss at the red pointed tip, tongue flicking out over it. Warmth soon spread over my tongue as I dragged it across the demon's thick cock. Already I could feel pleasure sinking into my body from some unknown source, and as the demon moaned, I too felt my lips part to let out a breath of pleasure. The more pleasure I wrought upon the creature, the more pleasant I felt. Already I could feel any doubts fading away, my will a mere whisper in a chamber full of lust as I continued to service that thick cock. Now I was more eager, more into the action, my hand moving to grip over that massive thing, stroking over the shaft as I began suckling onto the tip, my eyes flashing with hunger. I could scarcely believe that the demon hadn't already taken me, it seemed that rules were indeed rules and he was going to follow them for the most part.

Before sucking more of his cock down my mouth, I breathed in through my nose, taking in his scent. He smelled of sweet charcoal, a strange combination that wasn't unpleasant. As I bobbed back and forth upon his cock, he grabbed at the back of my head, growling as he urged me to take more of his cock, pushing to my mouth, thrusting ever so softly to savor the feeling of my tongue against his cock. Again I took in his scent, breathing out through my nose as I pushed more of his cock in my mouth. My hands gripped at the fur upon his thighs as I began to gag just a bit, my eyes watering as my lips kissed at his bulbous knot. I had never sucked upon a canine's cock, I had never thought I would be into bestiality, but it didn't feel too different from a human, only the shape was so odd. That strong hand upon the back of my neck tugged my head away by the hair, still gentle, before suddenly impaling my mouth upon his cock, earning a gag and a muffled whine from me. I could feel his eyes upon me, feel the hunger from that stare, hear the joy in his voice as he chuckled. How many other humans had fallen to this creature? Would I be able to survive the feeling, the energy of his lust coursing through my body?

A sudden temper flared within me, the same anger that had summoned the creature brought me back to my senses. I pulled myself away, the creature didn't stop me, but only grinned down towards me as I gasped out, "You bastard...Is this what you meant by body?"

Mauthe stroked my cheek, again that warm comfort sending shivers down my spine, his voice still honey though my mind was my own again, "I own a portion of your body...why shouldn't I use our body for a little bit of fun before retiring for the night?"

Though I wasn't too thrilled at the thought of being influenced by such a thing, my hand moved to his cock to continue stroking. He had hit far too many switches so far, nothing the demon had done had been overly forceful and our deal was still intact if a little annoying since he could influence me so easily. With a sigh I brushed back strands of hair to lean in and suckle upon the tip of his cock. I could feel deep seated pleasure welling up from within the demon, a feeling that coursed through my body as I suckled upon his cock. For a moment I stayed there upon my knees, frozen, shivering as I felt warmth blast into my mouth. The demon grunted as his orgasm continued to stain my tongue and soon my throat as I swallowed. It was so strangely heavenly, the taste, the texture, and as I swallowed the last bits I felt energy course through me. The beast did not lie, through sex there was indeed power. Pulling my lips away a strand of the sticky stuff connected my mouth to his cock. I cast the creature a defiant look, to which he only seemed to grow more amused. As I stood the hand upon my cheek slowly trailed down to my hips. I felt a burning within my body, a burning that could only be satisfied in one way. Under the pretense of gaining more power I wouldn't mind pleasuring myself using the demon's cock, he didn't seem to want to harm me, he only wanted to satisfy himself and for that I couldn't be mad, especially not after making a deal with the damnable thing. With a sigh I turned from him, eyes closed as I walked, feeling cold as his hand slipped off of my body. I stopped at a table, putting my hands upon it and thrusting my hips back, plump rear in the air. I didn't want to say it, but a great shame built inside of me as I kept myself presented.

Thankfully I didn't have to wait too long for the creature to take the invite. He had turned into his feral form and mounted my, those strong paws at my side. I gasped and scowled looking to my side where that mutt's muzzle was, "Really? Like this!? Do you have to use this for--" My complaints were silenced as I felt that thick thing hit on home. That cock that I had just been kissing, licking and suckling upon like a precious nectar had pierced and stretched my insides, my lustful slit spreading apart for the demon's feral cock. Mauthe only cackled as he thrust to me, pushing that massive cock further and further inside of me with each thrust of those big canine hips, his head occasionally dipping around to lick at my breasts, that hot tongue dragging sending rippling pleasure over my skin. I scowled and bit my lip, holding in moans which only seemed to antagonize the creature. Denying him of hearing my pleasured sounds seemed to anger him, the heat of his body growing hotter by the second as he thrust again and again to my pussy, driving that feral cock deeper inside until I could feel the knot kissing at my entrance. The shadowy canine snarled now and bit upon my neck, claws digging into my side as I gasped finally unable to hide my moans. My mouth opened wide and I cried out, shaking and nearly falling over as I moaned out loud. The demon upon me only thrust faster, not yet satisfied with my pitiable noises. It pushed and shoved to my wet insides, stretching them apart in ways that I could not imagine possible. Now I felt that knot that had been waiting patiently at my pussy spread me wide apart. I wince and squealed unsure of how to process the sensation, but I didn't tell the demon to stop, no, I wanted to be knotted by the beast, to feel the power coursing within me, to feel that warmth taint my insides, but it was at this point that I poised a very important question, "M-mauthe, can I get pregnant from your seed?"

The demon only cackled and thrust the rest of his knot into my quivering pussy, a wet pop sounding off accompanied by me yelping like a dog. Desperation crossed my face as I turned to speak, "Mauthe? You're not answer me? Mauthe, I'd rather not have a child to worry about? Mauthe!?" I gasped out as he began grinding inside of me, rubbing that cock against my inner walls again and again. I felt his cock grow larger, swell and grow hotter to the point where it felt like my insides were on fire while his hips slapped against my rear audibly again and again, the flesh of my plump cheeks bouncing each time. My body betrayed me, my toes curling in, my entire being shaking as I came, and as I came my pussy tightened around that foul demon's cock, milking him just in time for his cock to shoot out a torrential amount of that tainted seed into my pussy. I groaned out and whimpered, planting my head on the table before me, every sensation far too much for me to handle.

Finally Mauthe answered my question with a laugh, "I certainly can't get you pregnant without your permission...there are rules after all."

To this I reached around to slap at his side, to which I may as well have been hitting a fuzzy brick wall, "Gods and fae be damned demon, you have no idea how much you scared me!"

The demon retorted with a satisfied tenor, "But you loved it...you loved it so much I felt you tighten harder than ever." He then leaned to whisper to my ear, "And besides...don't you like the power coursing through your very spirit?" With a sigh I found myself unable to disagree, but I didn't say much.

Eyes closed, forehead against the desk I asked, "How long are we stuck here?" It was then that I felt the weight literally fall off my shoulders. I turned and the demon was gone, and in its place a ring on the ground.

Standing fully I felt the full extent of what he had done to my body. Claw marks dripping warm blood upon my pale skin, lower back and pussy aching quite a bit. Leaning down with some effort I picked up the silver ring studded with red gems and slid it upon my finger, snorting as I spoke, "I suppose red with purple eyes matches..."

I heard the demon's voice in my mind then, "It certainly does...but look, a perfect little containment unit for me. Just like this we can stay connected and I can enter your body and exit at will, as to not destroy you. The human body can only handle so much, now...I do hope you'll call on me soon...I can't wait to meet your friends."

With a small smile I found myself far too excited, my eyes flashing as I looked out the window, "Oh yes...I do think the guild will absolutely love you...but first, sleep." Sighing I dragged myself to bed without searching for clothes, the ritual had been a success and I had a precious demon as my somewhat faithful familiar, not the desired result, but effective.