Chapter 2: The king of lust and his witch
"Fuck." she said as she dove into the bushes masking herself as she panted, Struggling to breathe. She knew that this time she had royally fucked up Embarrassing herself as a world-renowned thief and witch, She was known as Aribella Exzavour. A true follower of the witch's code, Feared and wanted all over the world and tonight. Tonight she hadn't just taken a misstep, she had fallen straight into a trap that any novice should have seen.
A simple burglary for a strange and mysterious client, with thick and lustrous black locks and was exceedingly tall, The client refused to reveal themselves asking only to be referred to as the wizard and paid handsomely upfront for her to go into a mansion that was supposed to be almost deserted. Now she wasn't just concerned, She was panicking there were guards everywhere, They were drunk and half-blind but they were still goblins which posed a major problem for her as they were suspecting that eyes were on them. Fuck she had to figure something out and soon or she'd be exposed.
A quick look around offered little refuge. Only high walls, with no doors or ways to climb onto the roof which was covered in vines. But there was, however, an open window and a thick weave of ivy that rose to and beyond it encasing it. She considered it for a moment it was almost perfect. Easy maybe too easy from where she was it was a metre or two's jump.
Her clothing was simple she wore what a typical thief would, Thin trousers which hugged her body and acted like a second skin cupping her ass delicately and long black boots pulled up over the knees and a simple belt with pouches adorned around her waist. she wore a black shawl with a large black hood which covered her hair and a black face mask pulled up over her nose leaving her blue eyes piercing the darkness like a cat's eyes.
It would be a tricky jump, but she could probably make it she sat contemplating it for a minute. Suddenly she could hear voices approaching somewhere in the dark. Fuck. Nowhere to go but up. She leapt, quick and silent as a cat, and grabbed onto the edge of the window pulling herself up into the room.
Sure enough, not long after she had ascended into the room, The voices grew louder and footsteps approached. She saw them well out of the window despite the darkness, but they were unlikely to be able to see her. Still, she waited until they had passed -- having to listen to a short yet astoundingly conversation about the merits of Whore's compared wives -- before realising she was holding her breath and sighed with relief. She took a look around, the room itself was a small, sparsely decorated room with little else but a bed, a table and a bookshelf.
She knew the rough layout of the mansion. This room couldn't be too far away from her target: the wizard's safe room that kept the treasure she was hunting. But all the extra guards meant that something was afoot and it meant she needed to be wary, She crept across the room and slid open the creaky wooden door. Collecting her mind for a moment, she gathered energy and ran silently towards the safe room she had been lucky to be able to slide into the room without seeing any more guards. Once in the room she knelt and started whispering the incantation that had been given to her by the mysterious client.
The floor began to glow and then the demon appeared. Black smoke began to rise from the floor manifesting him, A familiar demon, Asmodus the king of lust a succubus. Arabella stood facing him. He was two feet taller than herself and his body was chiselled and muscular, He wore tight leather trousers, His pink skin glistened in the low light of the room fire emitted from him lighting a path down the thick muscles of his chest teasing at what laid below the cloth, From a thick wavy lock of blue hair appeared two goat like horns. He looked around and sighed "Give me strength." The Demon sighed as He looked around. "What manner of tiny human has summoned me and even having the audacity to bond me to herself as a familiar."
" Damn it," she whispered as she removed her hood. She shook her head, making her locks dance and fall into place again. A bonding familiar spell, She should have seen the trap that had been laid for her. She couldn't be weak and attempted to show her dominance. She looked up at Asmodeus.
"Aribella, A witch, demon, Your help is needed getting out of this place," she said trying to be assertive. But a small twitch in Asmodeus's upper lip twisted it into a small smile, Only amusing the large demon
"Ooh, a Witch…. Lovely... Haven't tasted one of those for a while." Asmodeus smirked, His eyes suddenly fell for a moment over the pretty little witch. Then the smirk turned into a broad, mischievous smile. He took a deliberate step towards Aribella, Making her heart pound and suddenly she was very aware of her breath. "My-my, haven't you forgotten something, little witch?" His voice was searing hot-filled with lust, and just vaguely threatening.
"What do you mean"Aribella Looked at him staring down at her chest and almost on instinct, She reached for her talismans that she kept on her for keeping demon's under her control, But it wasn't there. "Oh no..shit," she whimpered as she realized it must have gotten caught on some branch, or gotten torn loose.
"Oh, yes…. My little witch. " Asmodeus said in turn, pushing Aribella up against the door. "You caught me in such a good mood... But don't worry little one. I will help….. But I will be having what's mine first." The Demon's voice was little more than a lustful growl, but his body spoke far louder.
One strong handheld Aribella's arms above her head and the other started fondling her behind. Eagerly. Hungrily. Toying with her body.
Asmodeus's lips were hot and tasted like metal and lust. His intoxicating tongue filled Aribella's mouth, tasting her and savouring her softness. She could hear muffled voices outside in the hallway, somewhere, But just being able to hear them made it far too close for comfort.
They could be found out at any moment. But Asmodus did not care in the slightest. His hand reached around the little witch's petite figure fondling at her rump, toying with the thin string peeking out from between her ass under the smooth skin-tight leggings. Aribella was pinned to the wall feeling the heat grow inside her body against her wishes.
She felt Asmodeus's hand slip into the waistband of her thin trousers, clawing and grabbing at the soft flesh that now revealed itself to his touch. She let out a moan as he grazed over her sensitive nub. He savoured the young witch's supple body that awaited, begging him for her pleasure. Their lips parted releasing the passionate daze that left Aribella panting. But Asmodeus was quick to turn her around, pushing her face up against the door to the corridor.
"I summoned you, Demon," the Witch hissed, trying to assert herself while in this vulnerable position "I order you"- she let out a surprised yelp when she felt Asmodeus breathe against her neck as he bit gently down on the sensitive skin joining her neck and shoulder, Making her moan involuntarily
"Well, then you should have been more careful with your talisman, shouldn't you?" teased the demon lustily, pressing his body up against Arabella's, making the door creak.
"Please, they'll hear us," Aribella whispered, now pleadingly. But Asmodeus held her tightly and she felt her trousers be undone and fall to the floor.
"Then you must hush, little witch," Asmodeus whispered back into Arabella's ear making his voice echo in her head as he bit Teasingly on her earlobe. His hands started caressing the inside of her thick thighs. Teasing, lingering touches made the young witch tremble despite her stubbornness. "I know all your body's little secrets...Give in…." He said letting his finger trace its way up Aribella's inner thigh and up between her legs. When his finger touched that most sensitive place, She couldn't help letting out a small whimper of pleasure.
Despite the danger, she found her body responding to Asmodoues's touch with great eagerness bowing it to him, offering herself to him. She wasn't sure if the danger made it better, A small fire was slowly being stoked, beginning to blaze.
Asmodeus's left hand made its way up her soft long backtracing the dips and divots of her spine, Curving around to her soft stomach, When his hand reached her breast she had to suffocate a small moan, biting her lip to keep quiet as his fingers started toying with her nipples sending shocks of pleasure through her, She couldn't help moaning and pushing into his muscular body as she went weak at the knees, Her body begging and pleading for more of his addicting touch Something stiff was pressing against her behind. Growing harder in response to her grinding against him.
"Mmmm, see little witch…..you can be a good little girl…. When you give in?" Asmodeus whispered in her ear, His soft lips brushing against her skin making her blush at his words.
Aribella cursed herself for giving in to his touch and the demon, that knew her body so intimately.
Every little sensation around her body made sparks of pleasure light up inside her. With every moment, her mind was becoming drunker and drunker with arousal.
"If they find us, they... They"- Aribella could barely manage to speak through the waves of pleasure.
Not only because the demon's touch made it hard to focus as he continued stroking and flicking his fingers between her legs. But because the thought of getting caught made her heart pound all the heavier making her wetter thinking only this door separated them from being found out. Who knew how many guards were patrolling the halls. So many could hear her sounds if they managed to pass by at just the right time. She couldn't understand why, but the thought of it made her delirious with lust.
Here she was, exposed and vulnerable. At the mercy of a Demon and anyone that could find them out.
"Those guards could do all sorts of things to such a pretty little witch," Asmodeus whispered filled in with glee and lust.
Fingers burning with supernatural heat stroked naked skin, teasing and tempting.
"Mmm…...So responsive...so eager…. So wanting…"
His hand slid up between her legs, pressing against her crotch. now did she realize how wet and aching she was? The hand enveloped her, palm pressing and rubbing against her wetness,
Asmodeus let out a small moan in appreciation. "Oh, how you tremble...how you shiver and drip....You're just so enticing "
"P-please," Aribella whimpered, completely at the mercy of the ache between her legs, Barley able to stand up. "I-I can't..."
"Oh, I know you can little witch..." He growled enjoying her.
His fingers quickened his stroking and massaging, Before gently sliding into Aribella's wetness. Teasing. Making her ache with arousal. Aribella could barely keep her moans quickly anymore as Asmodeus slowly worked her into a complete delirium of pleasure. His fingers, slick with her wetness, slid deep inside, almost making her cry out with waves of pleasure. Suddenly, A large hand was placed over her mouth, muffling her lustful sounds.
"Shhh, Little witch...You don't want them to hear us do you?" Asmodeus whispered, gently biting at her ear. He withdrew his fingers slowly feeling her tighten around him, Making her whimper at the lack of his touch and again Aribella could feel something hard and smooth pressing against her behind. Rubbing slowly against her wetness. "Oh my little witch," Asmodeus growled, "You getting my blood so very hot."
Aribella braced herself for what was coming, trembling with anticipation. She felt the swollen, smooth head pressing against her wetness and then without resistance, it pushed inside her, millimetre by aching millimetre. Asmodeus grunted with pleasure as he claimed his little witch, filling the girl up with his thick, meaty cock. Aribella could only let out a deep, delirious moan, suffocated by Asmodeus's hand. If someone had been outside they would have surely heard it.
"Spread yourself for me," the Demon demanded, words hot and harsh.
Aribella obeyed without hesitation. She spread her legs. Offered herself to her demon.
"How lovely you look right now, little one.." Asmodeus licked his lips at the mess that the witch had turned into
The demon was quick to receive her offering. His cock thrust deep inside again, still slick with Arabella's pleasure and Aribella's wetness. She strained not to cry out with ecstatic pleasure as she was filled up once more, holding on to the door as the Demon took her.
Every trust became harder and more determined. Made their bodies thud against each other, hot skin against hot skin. Arabella's eyes rolled back in her head as she tried to hold on under the waves of orgasmic pleasure. The feeling of that hard, hot cock deep inside her was slowly driving her mad. Her entire body was on fire as if it was melting from all the sensations, unable to take it all in. She could feel it throbbing and pulsating. Every little move echoed through her body, vibrating with pleasure. Some small part of her mind still tried to listen in case someone would pass by outside, but all she could hear was Asmodous's beastly grunts and groans of pleasure. Those groans were becoming deeper and deeper, Aribella's was getting so very close to her edge, so desperately near her climax. Every muscle ached and trembled, straining to keep up. And yet, despite the deranged pleasure, she was just a hair's breadth away from her release. So close, but yet so desperately far away.
He leaned in close, her entire body smouldering hot against hers.e He started moving his hips again. Slowly. Teasingly. He sensed how very close she was. So close her mind was threatening to break. Whimpering and gasping, He teased her at a maddeningly slow pace. Making h er woo from with pleasure,
Arabella's mind was a whirlwind, searing lust as she was getting dangerously close to climaxing. Every thrust pushed her closer to the edge, and if she tipped over... It would be over. But then, by some divine blessing, the voices continued down the hallway, slowly disappearing until all was quiet again.
A strange fire washed over Aribella and her body was seized by raging powers that made every trust and throb resonate throughout her entire being. His hot cock felt impossibly big inside Aribella, who had given in to the delirium of arousal which Asmodeus gave her. His hands started touching and stroking her all over, she not only reached her peak but was catapulted over it, into a deep abyss of ecstasy. When she came, her body erupted in waves of blissful orgasm, Every fibre singing out in glorious chorus as she was filled with sparks. But as she descended from the peak, another one took its place and once more she was wracked with spasms of pleasure. She could barely hear when Asmodeus grunted deeply, As he pumped his searing hot seed deep inside her, never stopping his thrusts. Until she was nothing more than a shivering wreck, filled to the brim by the Demon, whose pulsating cock was slowly coming to rest inside her. She ached, she burned, she whimpered. But she radiated with uncountable pleasures.
The demon withdrew, looking down in satisfaction at his work."Mmm...such a glorious little thing you are," He growled. "I dare say I'm going to enjoy being bonded to you, my little witch."
Aribella struggled to regain her breath, still shivering and trembling. "I will...I will need a minute or two," she whispered as she panted trying to catch her breath.
"Take what time you need," Asmodeus said smirking at the mess of the little witch beneath him who had been turned into a lustful aroused mess.
"Oh what a show." said a man coming out of a smallish entrance by the bookshelf
Arabella didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the fact she had been watched and she liked it.
Weekly Power Status
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