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Thread: Misadventures in Demon Summoning (Xeno and Xana)

Lynneth had expected that she may need to assist her demon in vanquishing her foes. She was already planning out the spells she would cast. Instead, the demon surprised her, creating duplicates of himself, and slaughtering the inquisition where they stood. It was impressive and terrifying. He served her, so it was a small comfort to know she was protected by a being that could devastate her foes. But how could she control such a being? How could she prevent his lust for power and blood from completely consuming her? By my blood, you are bound to me. By my soul, I am bound to you, Lynneth confirmed, as the demon turned his attention back on her. His body was warm, hot even, radiating heat from his almost nude form. Exerting from the fight, and splitting himself into multiples, no doubt. There was blood splashed and splattered across his body, a testament to his prowess painted upon his skin. Lynneth stepped closer to him, holding out her wrist. An offering, of my blood. Better that it powers my protector than spilled wastefully on the floor, She said, watching his eyes. She took a moment to survey the damage that had been done to her dwelling. Structurally, it wasnt too bad, well within her abilities to repair, even with her remaining spell reserves. The wards would take upto a week to reapply, but she doubted the inquisition would be back so soon. No, at this point it was her move, to strike back at the heart of them, make them rue the day they declared her a witch. But Lynneth wasnt one to rush into things if she could help it. She would have her due, in time. For now it was her demons turn to have his. Is there anything you require while in the mortal realm?
Thread: Misadventures in Demon Summoning (Xeno and Xana)

Even as she looked to him, taking in the sight of her enemies' blood splatted across his paper-white skin, it sizzled quietly and was absorbed by his body. Indeed. He said quietly. An interesting conundrum, these bindings. Which of us actually controls the other? He mused quietly, the corners of his lips still upturned in that devious smirking. She offered her wrist, and he nodded, approving. Catching her arm in a firm grip, he brought her wrist to his lips, placing a kiss there. Then, like a snake, he bit into her, his canines punching through her skin like it was merely paper. Any pain there would be dulled by a pleasant heat, almost a venom or a drug. He drew blood from her, his eyes glowing more intensely as he drank. Then, when he had his fill, he released her arm, the wounds from his bite sealing, though it left two angry reminders of her offering. That is what I require while in this realm. I must feed on the lifeblood of mortals in order to remain in power. If I do not, my ability to reach into the dimension from which I come and use the power I have there becomes limited. And that is all I require .But there is a great more that I desire. He said, his tongue licking blood from his teeth. I do wish to absorb additional souls while I walk this plane of existence, as it adds to my power and increases my abilities. And I, like any mortal man, have carnal desires, though mine tend to outdo them in both intensity and frequency. He grinned at her, his meaning clear. I must say, it has been a long time since I had a sorceress bound to me... It offers... interesting opportunities. He smirked, obviously musing over how to manipulate his control over her. He paused in that line of thinking, now considering the room and building around him. Do you intend to stay here? What with my power, you could have any dwelling you preferred. And not simply any dwelling... You could rule, control, conquer... He proposed, his voice silken and seductive. He was a demon, which meant temptation, power, and corruption. Causing chaos, pain, and havoc. Unfortunately, the binding limited the power he could exert on her. It would take time to twist her into his clutches.
Thread: Misadventures in Demon Summoning (Xeno and Xana)

Lynneth gasped as his fangs pierced the delicate flesh. She expected pain, not warmth, and an almost intoxicating flood of pleasure. It was an effort not to shudder as he feed upon her life, not to melt in his arms. But if she showed the slightest hint of weakness she become nothing but his plaything. Even if the idea didnt seem so bad in the moment, Lynneth was too strong willed to be happy in such an arrangement in the long run. Still, he finished feeding on her, and a strong indrawn hiss of breath was the all that left her lips. He went on to list off his desires, for souls to grant him greater power, and an outlet for his lust. Souls, well, the souls of enemies were plentiful, and a cheap to her. She had no need of them, certainly and it was to her benefit that her protector might grew in power and strength. Still, she couldnt allow him free range to absorb souls. She wasnt looking to make more enemies than she could handle, nor did she want her demon to grow more powerful than she could control. As for his lust? Men are not the only ones who experience such desires, she retorted. Mental images of her bound demon serving her pleasure filled her mind, and it drew a thoughtful smile over her lips. In time, he would learn to serve, but for now she would not make more demands of him that would cost more than she could pay. Fucking him on his terms wouldnt be so bad, in any respect. She had traded her body to far worse, for far less. And he offered her more. Power, wealth, anything her heart could desire. She had ambitions yes, ambitions she was content to achieve gradually, at a steady pace. She hadnt intended to summon him for those aims. In the moment she had only summoned him so that she might live to see another day. Now? Now everything was different, and her ambitions would no longer have to wait for more opportune times. Now anything was within her reach, so long as the demon was hers. There are a great many things I desire, She confessed, earlier fantasy still fresh in her mind, But these things are not things we can rush. I have little doubt the inquisition will send an even greater force this time, now that I have justified the charges against me. In the meantime we need more allies. Well, minions might be a better term for it. And there is a man who is owed vengeance for turning on me. We should visit him, soon. Take down the leader of the Sorcerors guild, and claim its membership for my own. If anyone objects? Well, their souls will be yours for the taking.
Thread: Misadventures in Demon Summoning (Xeno and Xana)

Archon smirked slowly at her gasp of breath, noting the undeniable pleasure in her eyes as he drank from her blood. He was thoroughly pleased by the reaction. The intoxicating sensation of being fed from was a key part of his sway over those that brought him into this world. Even those that did not lust after him found it difficult to resist the idea of the drug in his bite. He openly laughed as she said that it was not just men who had those desires. Ah, not only did I get summoned by a woman, but also a woman who isn't afraid of what she wants... He said, smirking and looking her over. I can't imagine how this could end badly. He said quietly, imagining this pale beauty kneeling in front of him, subservient, ready to offer herself to his use... She mentioned the next stage in her plan, and he nodded slowly. Very well. Minions you shall have. he said, his eyes glowing with the excitement of the struggle and sin ahead of them. Shall we merely scare them into submission, or shall I bind them to me forcefully, and make it impossible for any of the to betray us? He asked, not only because that kind of power was out of his reach with her bindings in place some summoners don't like the idea of a demon being able to enslave groups of people and possibly turn on them, but also because she seemed to have some kind of plan for this next step in their journey. Lead on, if you are ready now.
Thread: Misadventures in Demon Summoning (Xeno and Xana)

No, I think if we utterly annihilate their leader, they will fall in line. And like I mentioned, those they do not? You will absorb their souls, and soon all will bow before us. Lynneth explained, eying him warily. He was not merely strong, but clever, trying to bait her into releasing more of his own power to him, under the guise of serving her. She led her demon towards the guildhall in the city of Sithicus. This late at night there were few others around to see them, much less pay them any mind. This was good in the moment. No need to reveal her power, or her powerful ally so early on. Soon enough word of the massacre at her home would reach the church, and she hoped to have a following before then. So there was no one to greet them as they entered the guildhall, no one to stop them as she lead the way to the guild leaders chambers. Damien Ovirel, a slender, young sorcerer whose silver tongue hadnt quite lived up to expectations. It was from him that she learned that charisma could replace talent or knowledge in getting people to follow you. Of course, he forgot that when you only have charm at your command, you have to be careful of the enemies you make. It would be a painful final lesson for him, one he would take into the next world. Only time would tell if it would serve he any better there. When they arrived in the main audience hall, Damien was speaking to the members of the guild. Perfect, a grand audience to his demise. Before he could respond, she created a barrier to surround him, her demon and herself. It was just large enough to contain the three of them, but no magic could enter or escape. Damiens blue eyes were wide with terror as he turned to look upon them. Lynneth! I he started, before he was cut off. Werent expecting to see me again, alive? Surprised I survived the inquisition that you sent to bang down my door? I was rash. Made a mistake. Surely we can find it in our heart to forgive one another, especially given our history? He was desperate, and it showed. Not just to her and the demon, but to everyone present. I dont do forgiveness. She looked to her demon, smirking seductively, Tear him apart.
Thread: Misadventures in Demon Summoning (Xeno and Xana)

Internally, Archon scowled. Damn this woman. he thought, irritated by her refusal to release more of his power to him and her ability to do so. But externally, he nodded and smirked mischievously, in the same manner as he had before, ready to do her bidding if it brought him power, others death, and the whole world closer to chaos. He followed her through the city, just behind her and to the right, as if playing the part of a loyal right hand to her leadership. They both knew he had no such loyalty, and that the service he provided was only in exchange for his ultimate price. But as long as that final price was paid, he would be more than happy to provide a little destruction and chaos. They entered the Sorcerer's Guild, with it's high, vaulted ceilings, runes inscribed on the walls, tomes of ancient knowledge lining the shelves of every room. His female mortal companion lead onward, into the chambers that he assumed belonged to the master of the guild, and quickly ensnared him in a magical ward, trapping him with herself and her demonic compatriot. As Lynneth smirked at him, the look on her face seductive and empowered, she gave that order. Archon smirked in his own evil manner. As you wish. He quipped, and thrust out his right hand toward the slender man. Purple tendrils of power shot from each finger, wrapping around his legs, arms, and neck, cutting into the flesh and tearing at his very being. The screams of the young mage filled the hall, continuing for a solid minute before Archon raised his other hand and a flash of purple light drained his victim's soul from his body. What little remained of Damien fell to the stone floor with a hollow thud that echoed in the terrified silence that ensued. Archon shifted slightly, muscled torso rippling slightly, his attractive body, glowing for a brief moment as his power swelled, absorbing the new soul, and, with it, the additional strength of his will. A aura of burnt red, orange, and purple flashed around him for a moment, and a wave of influence crashed over the room. Fear, submission, desire, greed, all were directed at the minds of those nearby, though he shielded Lynneth from all but the lust and desire. The rest would cower under the crushing weight of his power and easily submit to her, unless there was someone of particularly strong will. The demon eyed some of the prettier young sorceresses in the back, daring any of them to attempt to resist Lynneth's takeover. Oh, how he longed to break one of them... Or her.
Thread: Misadventures in Demon Summoning (Xeno and Xana)

Lynneth shuddered, visibly this time, not hiding her appreciation of her demons display of power. Her demon. Damien was nothing once he finished with him, and no one in the guildhall could hope to stand toe to toe with the being. Or her, as he represented outgrowth of her prowess in being able to call and command him. Some might know that this summoning came at a great cost to her, but the fact that she had indeed paid it was to be respected nonetheless. Damien Ovirel is no more. Any that wish to follow him are free to come up, and offer their soul to my demons consumption. All others can kneel before me, Lynneth Laharl, as the new leader of the Sorcerers guild. I will assume that all of you who would like to retain your souls will accept my leadership. Lynneth called out. There was naught but quiet murmuring amongst the gathered, eyes still wide in the terror of what they witnessed. Lynneth moved before the demon, running soft fingers over his bare chest, unable to deny the desire coursing through her veins. We shall reshape this world in our image. Soon, all our enemies will know our might, and will cower before us. You all may have a piece of the power, and wealth that will be set before us. But you must serve. All men must serve. She shuddered as she spoke the words, lust coiling and tightening in her core. Her hands moved on their own, tracing the firm musculature of her demon. Devotionwill berewarded Words were harder to speak, thoughts harder to think, concentration breaking down at the feel of her demons skin, slick with his sweat form his exerts. Rewarded, beyond your wildest imagination. She couldnt stop herself any longer. Both hands rested on his shoulders, as she looked up at him. Was he doing this to her? Making her feel this nigh consuming desire. Hells, she had to have him, now, before the entire room. Hands slid down his chest and abs, thumbs resting on the hips bones that jutted out form the top of his pants. They seemed to point down, towards a goal, her goal, his hard cock throbbing beneath his leather pants. Eager fingers reached within, curling around his member, Lynneth gasping as she found it, felt it pulse against her hand. She didnt waste another second, dropping to her knees, freeing his meat from the pants he wore. She licked her lips as she took in the sight, glorious and terrifying all at once. Moist lips traced the veins of his length, his scent filling her mind and clear out any last protestations she might have had. Her pink tingue darted out from her lips, tracing the ridge of his bulbous head, ringing his with her saliva before submerging the tip in the wet heat of her mouth.
Thread: Misadventures in Demon Summoning (Xeno and Xana)

Archon could not help a small smirk of pride as she ran her fingers over his body, knowing that his power and his body were irresistable to her. As she faltered on her words and her hands wandered, he pressed himself slightly against her touch, body how and slick with sweat. Her touch was pleasant and more than welcome, and it had an obvious effect on him as his arousal grew between his legs, a large, thick member pressing to the tightness of his pants. He groaned softly as she slid her hands inside his pants, curling fingers around his cock and grasping it, a gasp slipping from her lips, desire clear. She dropped to her knees and he rested a hand on her head, her fingers pulling down his pants and revealing the massive rod she was seeking. He could feel her lust for it, and his head tilted back slightly with a soft sigh as she explored his shaft with her lips, then her tongue teasing around the sensitive head. Then she took him into her mouth, fitting him as best she could, and he groaned in clear pleasure as the gathered crowd looked on, obviously unsure of how to react. Archon smirked slightly down at the sorceress kneeling with his cock in her mouth. And your devotion will be rewarded as well. He whispered softly, so only she could hear, his hands caressing her head as she took his cock for the first time.
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Thread: A Kinky Pony Girl (Devilla and I)

I had heard about the benefit at The Deep, Dark Dungeon and decided that I should go, after all it IS for a good cause. And, the thought of having a pony around for a weekend was sounding quite delicious. Of course, Mistress Hadara had no intentions of buying a pony for just the weekend. She had every intention of keeping the girl or guy even for far more than that. Mistress Hadara was no stranger to abduction, to buying people and enslaving them for her own needs. And, she had had to get rid of them too in various ways, sometimes ugly sometimes not. Now, there were no slaves except for her staff. Mistress Hadara lived way out in the country on a private estate, which had a mansion on it. The mansion was known as the Theall Landis House. Mr. Landis made his fortunes in many of the gold rushes in the 19th century, including the one in Alaska. He was known as one of the luckiest men alive during his day and everything he had his hands on or in made money. With his riches he built a five hundred room mansion, complete with lower levels and catacombs which would later become a dungeon on a sprawling one-hundred and fifty thousand acre estate, fully walled in on every end for miles. Hadara, one of Mr. Landis only remaining relatives would inherit the estate by the late 1990s when she was only eighteen and after her parents both died unexpectedly. Hadara, was a beautiful young lady who was tall and thin, with long blonde straight hair. From childhood, she seemed to always think dark thoughts, wore black most if not all the time, and as she grew into a young woman was not into any sexual encounter that was just plain vanilla. In her twenties, she learned about the dark arts, exposed herself to bondage and the wonders of BDSM and knew that this was home for her. That is when she began inviting various strangers, men and women alike, into her mansion. Once inside, their lives were vastly altered and they never returned to their previous lives ever again. Now in 2016, Hadara had only her two hench-ladies, two very tall Amazonian women - one redhead and the other brunette who did many things for her including any dirty work that need doing. Their names were Agnes and Gertrude. On the polar opposite was the short, beautiful, petite brunette with the very large bosom name Charlotte LaVeque. Charlotte was Hadaras maid. Originally from Paris, France, Charlotte could speak English, but with a strong French accent.
Thread: A Kinky Pony Girl (Devilla and I)

Agnes drove Mistress Hadara down to the event, Gertrude was in the front passenger seat of the gorgeous black Rolls-Royce. Both women escorted Hadara in, creating a small entourage. Charlotte was left at home doing her typical duties, including making sure that a dinner would be served later in the evening. Once inside this place, this special BDSM club, a place where Hadara had been before, she went inside and took a seat, dressed in her latex attire from head to toe. Her hench-ladies remained in the back standing. Things begin with much fanfare and excitement as the announcer says things about the ponies, about the cause for which the mistress and madams, and masters were there for, and about the club sponsoring the event. So there was Hadara, her eye on the stage and the first pony, Bixy was brought on. My, my she sure is excited. Look at the way shes kicking back. Looks like quite the natural fighter and untrained, hmm. Oh I have a good feeling about this one and I must have it. And so, the bidding began. Hadara put up her paddle first as dollar amounts were rambled off. Do I hear two hundred! Another mistress puts up her paddle Do I hear three hundred, four hundred, five hundred! Hadara raises her paddle again. Do I hear six hundred! Another mistress puts up her paddle Do I hear seven hundred, eight hundred, nine hundred! A master raises his paddle Do I hear a thousand dollars!! Hadara raises her paddle very firmly. And so it goes...the price goes from two to three to four thousand dollars.then Hadara, after waiting to see all those interested waits.on five thousand she raises her paddle. The bidding continues up until ten thousand. Hadara raises her paddle Do I hear eleven thousand, twelve thousand, thirteen thousand!! Silence, no paddles go up Last offer! Going once, going twice, going three times!! A pause Sold to the mistress with the long platinum blonde hair!! Everyone applauds. Maam pay over here and pick up your pony.