Thread: Demon Slayer { CarnalChaos & Rapedoll }

The demon closed his eyes and lay his head back as the young naked girl sat shaking between his legs servicing cock. It had been a long day and he was too tired to rape her. He could feel her tiny hands around the base of his thick rod and her tiny mouth licking and sucking at the sides and around his bulbous head, her mouth was too small to suck him properly so thats all she could do. His muscles ached even after a long hot soak in the washtub. The task of cleaning up the mess left throughout and around the castle by his tantrums weeks earlier proved to be more work then he expected. He used his anger to fuel him, his anger and hatered toward his brother Asmoddeus. Weeks before his demon brother had told him of a town in the south that sat on the shore and was rumored to have captured a mermaid. Asmoddeus always had exotic tastes and the idea of having a mermaid in his possession made him a little unbalanced. So much so that he had ordered their entire army to go with him and begged Chaos as well til he relented and agreed to go. Asmoddeus meant to have the mermaid and if he couldnt buy her then he would take her by force. Chaos had given orders to the kitchen help to look after the princess held in the dungeons and that no harm should come to her while he was gone. He really hated having to leave her, he couldnt imagine going one single night without feeling her body against his. The road south proved to be eventless and when they reached the oceanfront town all they found were burned ruins. An old man had told them that poachers burned the town and that the priests had taken the mermaid even further south to another village. They traveled to the next village and found no word of any mermaid. Asmoddeus was ready to go to the next town, and the next and the next until he found her. Chaos tried to convince his brother that maybe it was all a farce and they should go back home, but asmoddeus wanted to hear nothing of it. The next morning Chaos rose before dawn, packed his things and started back home. He left a message for his brother informing him that he was not going to continue on this goosehunt and that he was returning to the castle. He knew his brother would be enraged and that he would take his anger out on the smallfolk but he didnt care, he wanted to get back to the princess and to the son she carried in her womb. He was excited to finally be a father but he was also excited to see the changes that her body would go through in the upcoming months. How her stomach would swell, her nipples would darken and become more sensitive and then after grow heavy with milk. He imagined her sitting on top of him after with his cock deep inside her riding him while he sucked the mothers milk from her breasts. It was still a few hours before dawn when the demon arrived home. He went to his chambers and washed before going down to the dungeons. As he decended the stone steps into darkness he began to feel pangs of guilt. 'I shouldnt have kept her down here this long.' he thought to himself, 'She will be the mother of my son and heir and deserves better accomodations, tomorrow I shall have her moved into the chambers next to mine.' When he reached the bottom he noticed only the torch nearest the steps was lit. 'Odd' he thought, he pulled an unlit torch from the rack, lit it and continued down the hall to her cell. He lit the torches along the wall as he went but he didnt understand why they were all out. When he reached her cell he peered in but couldnt see the princess so he unlocked the cell door and went in. He held the torch high and looked in every corner, but she wasnt there. 'Maybe they moved her. Closer to the stairs to make her easier to attend.' he thought. The demon left the cell and began to inspect each one making his way back to the stairs. When his efforts proved fruitless he backtracked and searched all the cells past hers. Nothing still. The demon became enraged, part was anger at being unable to find her, and part was fear for her safety. He climbed the steps back up into the castle and screamed for his servants. The demon stomped through the rooms loudly and threw about the furniture, his anger uncontrollable. The servants came hurrying to him with the look of slumber still in their eyes. When they saw the destruction of his rath they fell to their knees and quivered at his feet. 'Where is she???!!!' he screamed at them. The old female servants began to cry and the men looked like they knew they were about to die. 'I SAID where ISSSSSS SHEEEEE!!!!' he screamed at them. One old man pressed his head to the stone floor and reached out a hand to touch the demons hoof with his fingertips. The demon grasped the old man by his neck and pulled him from the floor to stand before him. 'Speak.' The demon commanded. The old man told the demon that the princess was no longer here and then made water in his pants. The demon threw him to the floor and went to a kitchen wench and picked her up next. 'Where IS she?' he asked her. The woman grasped the demons hands with her own and began sobbing in fits. When the demon told her to either answer or die the old man stood and said 'Wait, Ill tell you.' He dropped the woman and walked back to the old man and stood in front of him. The old man looked to the floor as he spoke, 'She was taken on orders of your brother sir. The night before you rode south he came to us and ordered us to deliver her to Sept of Darkness and into the hands of the dark demons. Cook Smith questioned his orders and paid with his life. He told us that you had grown weary of the girl and wanted to be rid of her quietly. Begging your pardon, M'Lord, we only did as we were ordered to. It took several moments for the old mans words to sink in...The Sept of Darkness...the room spun and the demon felt suddeny ill. He fell to his knees and screamed as he pounded his fists on the stone floor. His tantrum went on for hours and the servants had run off in fear long ago. The sept of darkness was an impregnable fortress, even for him, even with his whole army, even with all the armys of hell. How could Asmoddeus DO this to him? His beloved brother. But then he suddenly understood. He was jealous of the tiny girl, jealous of the love that Chaos showed for her and of the son she carried for him. The days following were spent in a drunken stubor. He stayed locked in his chambers for days on end only coming out to get food and go back again for many days more. He handnt bathed or changed his clothes since he returned. He stood at the window day and night as his mind contemplated his options. The only way he could find if she was infact held in the Dark Sept was to swear the vows and enter their brotherhood. That was not an option as the new recruits were stripped of their family names as well as their penises. They were an order of eunuchs whos sect bgan before the breaking of the heavens. His other option was to no nothing...for now, and after many sleepless nights thats exactly what he decided to do, after all he couldnt even be sure the girl still lived. So wait is what he did, hidden alone in the castle tower he planned his revenge on Asmoddeus, he lived and relived what he would do to him when he returned, the long slow torture his brother would endure. He opened his eyes and looked down at the slave working feverishly to bring him to satisfaction, but the demon wasnt even close. He pushed the girl back, rose from his seat and went to the window and threw the shutters open. He gazed out into the starless night and thought of her and of the son he would have had when something moved in the sky just to his left and when he turned to look nothing was there. A cold chill came over him and he closed the shutters and went to bed. Thankfully sleep came to him easily this night.-