She smacked her lips at the reflection in the mirror, evening out her matte black lipstick. Her long black hair bounded down to her shoulders in dark waves, her dark auburn eyes reflected a hint of mischief. This was Rose, aged twenty-four and the epitome of what you would picture as a gothic beauty. Her eyes were adorned with heavy black eyeliner, tailed off in a perfect cat eye design. Of course the outfit she wore only accentuated every curve her body had to offer, a black laced corset cinching in her waist ever so slightly.
Everything had to be perfect, right down to the fishnet stockings and matching black garter that peeked from beneath her black pleated miniskirt. Yes, this was a thing of beauty to her, enough to seduce a nun. A thick book bound in black leather lie behind her atop an altar. Skulls of various animals lie strategically placed at various parts of the altar; a large red inverted pentagram that seemed to be drawn in blood splashed the center. Various crystals jutted out at each point of the pentagram, everything lined as need be for her ritual this night. It was her time to change the winds of fate in her favor, a dabbler in the fine art of black magic.
Rose had been a practitioner of the occult for many years now, but tonight was a first. She had decided that when the stars aligned, she would enlist the aide of a demon to help her get what she wanted: power. More power. Love spells and psychic vampirism were one thing, but she wanted to live longer, and stay beautiful. Yes, that was the plan. She herself even found it cliché and over-used in the terms of black magic, but the old fairy tales had it right. She smirked to herself as she looked out upon the moon through her window.
Bathed in the silvery light of the full moon, she knew that it was now time. Rose strode over to her altar, lighting a pungent incense with a match. The warm scent filled the room instantly, thick and musky wafting through the air. Tendrils of smoke danced up from the circle of black pillar candles all about the room and along the altar as Rose placed the black leather book upon the center of the pentagram. Its pages were brittle and old, many years older than its current owner, yellowed by its age, but it was tremendous in its own right. There was a certain… aura to this particular book. Maybe it was due to how much blood was spilled to write each word within it… maybe it was the foreboding iron pentacle across its cover… It was certainly… magical.
Carefully turning the book’s pages, Rose grinned at the page she needed. Complex diagrams and charts littered the page, various incantations and ingredients. It would be gibberish to anyone other than a well informed practitioner like Rose. Everything was in order. Every component gathered and in place. The stage was set, and now it was time to bring out the cast.
Taking up a black onyx blade from her workspace, Rose drew a deep breath before uttering a string of words in some lost tongue, drawing the edge along her wrist, A trail of crimson followed behind it as she continued to speak her words, letting the blood drip into a crystal glass. In order to receive her power she was going to have to pay her price, but this was only the beginning. Her eyes flashed a brilliant red against the flickering light of the candles as she looked up and spoke:
“I summon ye, demon. Come forth!”
The room was utterly silent for only a moment, but oh what an eerie silence it was. The stillness of death, not a breath nor heartbeat then… laughter.
“Who, child… do you think you are…?” echoed a voice all about the room and in her head. It was deep and sinister, full of ill intentions.
“I offer myself as an exchange for power. Come forth and you may claim your prize.”
The voice chuckled. “So its that you want…? Very well then, I shall have you.”
In an instant a flash of flame engulfed the room. Standing now at its center was a rather monstrous looking humanoid. Large leathery black and red wings stretched out from his back, flapping every so often to keep him afloat and hovering above the wooden floors. Curved and pointed horns jutted out from his temples, sleek and black, shining brilliantly from every angle. His skin was a fiery red hue, taught with the ripple of every bulging muscle. A long spaded tail twitched behind him as his solid black eyes darted straight at Rose. A smirk spread across his fanged mouth.
“They call me Isisus, high lord of Lecherousness.” a forked tongue darted out to flick Rose’s cheek. “And I do fully intend to be quite lecherous with you my pale beauty...” Isisus floated behind her, a clawed finger tracing down the back of her neck. He took in a deep breath, getting a good whiff of her feminine scent, chuckling as he pressed his body against her backside.
“So glad to see you’ve dressed for the occasion, little magic slut.” his claw trailed up under the back of her incredibly short skirt; it traveled towards her front with the most teasing of pressure, making its way to a tiny strip of ebony hair. “Ahh, and you were so kind as to not wear any panties… How wonderful!” His forked tongue tickled her ear lobe before tracing down her neck.
Rose shivered against him, biting her lip and unable to hide her excitement. To think all the energy she could raise with her sex magic and the power it would give her new demon partner to make her young and gorgeous for even longer. Her nipples shot erect as the claw traced lower down her pubic region. His touch was so teasing, but so adept. A gasp escaped her as the claw lined round her clit.
“Now tell me you’re mine, child, and we shall begin the real fun...” Isisus’s voice was husky and thick, commanding and enough to make her quiver.
“I-I’m yours…” Rose gave a stuttering breath, feeling the growing manhood of the demon behind her, a thick and massive phallus now standing tall at her spine.
Isisus smirked deviously.
“Excellent.” without a second to spare, the demon flipped Rose over and flung her against the wall, pulling up her skirt and grinding his ten inch cock against her front. He grinned as he looked down to her, still hovering above the ground effortlessly.
Rose could only gasp and let out a small moan, her fingers tracing magic circle patterns down her body, circling over her breasts. Isisus recognized the patterns and gave a bemused chortle.
“Well if the little witch didn’t some sex magic too… How lovely.. Yes, this shall be a fun little session for me to absorb…” he felt his cock throb against her, ready for more than just a little teasing. An arm thrust forward, claws gripping about her throat and pressing tight. “Lets see what happens first… Either you pass out or you cum.” and with no more warning than that, he lifted her up with little less than the bat of an eye and rammed his shaft as deep as it would go.
The goth beauty made the mistake of letting out too much air as his cock forced its way inside of her. Every inch of her womanhood took him painfully, feeling herself stretch to accommodate his sheer girth but unable to stop the moan that followed as his grip tightened about her throat. He hovered for a moment, letting out a shuddering sigh as he felt every inch of her grip him tight, hugging every bit of him as she accustomed to him. A talon traced down her chest, drawing over the circles she had cast and leaving a scratch to match them. He shoved her head back with the other hand about her throat and drew back, forcibly slamming back into her pussy.
Another precious breath escaped her as she felt his grasp tighten further.
“Tsk tsk little witch… You’re wasting all your air and not cumming for me.”
Rose bit her lip as she felt him slither his hips back to prepare for another long thrust, her corset getting yanked lower and sending her heavy bosom bounding out. Creamy white skin was flushed a rosy red as her demons warmth pressed against blushing pink nipples. Upon either side of each nipple lie the recognizable ball for a piercing. She could feel them tingle as Isisus pinched one tight between his fingers. She gave a noticeable chill and bit back a moan behind her lips.
Isisus could feel the shiver tremble down his cock, giving a small grunt as he slammed back into her deliciously tight cunt. His pace picked up as he toyed with her nipples, rolling one at a time between his fingertips. Every bit of her was divine, from her long black tresses to her perfectly pink little pussy. Her breasts were easily double D’s, perky and amazing; well over a handful of soft white flesh for him to flirt with as he thrust steadily into his new play toy.
The lack of oxygen must be getting to her, but her vision was getting hazy, pleasure rising within her, trying desperately to conserve each breath left within her. She was quickly rushing towards her edge, there was no holding it back. Her body trembled and tightened as she choked on her precious air, every nerve alive, sensed heightened as she tried to direct the energy of her oncoming orgasm into her suitor’s power. It all grew as a blinding light within her, teetering closer to the edge before…
She gasped out, screaming in ecstasy as her pussy shivered against his thrusting cock. Every inch hugged tight and held on for dear life as cried out in throws of orgasmic bliss. Isisus smirked, going stronger, driving his hips into hers until they clashed. He pushed his cock in deep, as far as it could go, swirling in in circular motions before hitting the wall of her cervix. He let out a heavy breath of satisfaction.
“Good girl… Looks like you get to stay conscious for the rest of my uses for you. Aren’t you lucky…?” He stuck his tongue out to her teasingly, releasing his hold about her neck and lifting her chin up to meet his gaze.
Rose fell back in a heap against the wall, the demon’s cock still nestled deep within her. Her breath was labored as she tried to regain some control of the energies at play within the room. She drank in the air gratefully, though unable to deny the sense of euphoria she felt as all the blood went rushing back to her head. She had never been with someone so massive and his aura alone was overpowering. Surely she had summoned just the one she needed for her gain.
A smug smirk managed to creep upon her black lips as she felt Isisus take a handful of her breasts in each hand. His tail twitched against her ankle before slowly wrapping about it and pulling it towards his. He caught her smile and pulled harder, sending her tripping forward and headfirst into the ground. Without a second thought Isisus pulled her to her knees and bent her over on the floor.
“Time to fuck you like the animal you are, little witch.” Taking a fistful of her hair, Isisus pulled her head back sharp, forcing her auburn gaze to meet the blackness of his. Grabbing his cock he aimed the tip at her dripping wet slit, pausing a moment to admire the flush of pink that longed for more of him. Licking his lips with anticipation, he made her watch his expression as he slowly slid in, delighting her her slick orgasmic dew that lined her walls. It was every bit as tight as before, his tip now pressing deep within her. The slow moment only lasted an instant longer before one clawed hand reached down and dug its grip into her hip.
His fingers balled in her dark hair, pulling from the root and jerking her back into him as he thrust forth. A small groan emerged from him, pushing her away only to force her back into his thrust. His speed picked up as deep and pleasured moans echoed from Rose. She felt herself matching his moves, pushing herself back into him, meeting each deep penetration in a resounding slap of flesh against flesh.
Her eyes slid closed as she felt all the energies circling about her, her matching movements rolling in a specific beat, tempo rising as her breaths became shorter, replaced with heavy moans and a rising feeling within her.
“I’ll die without your cum inside me, Lord Isisus… please… fill me to the brim...” Rose let out with heavy breaths. Her breasts bounced back against her arms as his hips met her backside, his cock slamming in as far as it could possibly go.
Her words did well to please him, a low and pleasured groan leaving his lips. Isisus gripped her hip tighter, claws digging into her figure and drawing blood.
“You still gotta pay more if you want my cum, little witch.” he chortled behind another groan, yanking her head back to meet her gaze once more. “Let me see the magic in your eyes as you cum again for me.”
He thrust harder, speed fucking his little gothic whore as she cried out with rising rapture. There were no other experiences she had ever had before that could come close to relating to the welling pressure of orgasm she had growing within her rapidly. Rose was practically in tears with every slam he made into her, her hips driving back to meet him even stronger. It was just too good. The way the tip of his cock drove into her cervix brought a mix of pain and pleasure no ordinary man had been able to deliver to her.
This was it, the finishing moment, her eyes began to close and Isisus pulled back hard on her hair, forcibly compelling her to fix her sights on him.
“Did I not just tell you what I wanted?” his voice was gruff, his look fixed in an agitated glare.
Rose only wished she could plead forgiveness but it was time for him to get his wish. The magical energy rose within her and stood with her as she was shoved over her peak and soaring to the heavens. The pressure within her was just too much, and the power of his voice did everything but stop the flood that was about to burst forth.
Quivering and quaking, Rose’s back arched high, shoving her bosom out before her as she felt every bit of her simultaneously tighten and explode in a shower of feminine ejaculation. The sweet liquid shot out all about every inch of his cock, drenching it and the front of her demonic partner. It seemed to last forever and she never wanted it to end. So intense, so pure, the ultimate satisfaction.
Isisus gave a devilish grin as he looked down to his groin, splashed and drenched with her succulent juices.
“Indeed that was magical...” he chuckled to himself, sliding back and letting Rose fall to a heap on the floor, searching for breath.
Her mind was in a daze. Maybe she could say screw the power and keep him instead if that meant she could continue to squirt like that.
Isisus looked her over hungrily. His cock twitched at full mast, a bit of Rose’s juices dripping from his tip. His need for climax had come and he gave an evil grin. Snapping his fingers, a flame engulfed the girl’s wrists and ankles, though it did not burn. The demon flicked his claws and the flames pulled Rose out across the ground, flipping her onto her back and binding her to the ground. It was her first glimpse at his ease with magic, and she was helpless to his power.
Her wrists were pulled above her head and tied together with the magical flame while her slender legs were bent and tied at the ankles far apart. Her pussy was a warm bright rosy red now, all blood-flow now throbbing in her nethermost regions. She had finally regained her breath but her heart was still racing. There was no doubting she needed more. More of his cock, more of his energy, more of these orgasms. The demon licked his lips again, chuckling as he snapped his fingers again as a chain of the heatless flames latched around his prize’s neck.
“Now you’re gonna prove to me you deserve my power for your youth, witch girl.” The chain tightened about her throat. “You’re going to use your witchcraft to make me cum in that glorious little cunt of yours...”
Rose could feel her pussy quiver, begging to have his cock back within it. She uttered a few incantations under her breath then looked up to the red demon with fiery eyes. All the energy within the room seemed to gather, rushing and wrapping snug around Isisus’s shaft. He gave a smirk as he felt it, his cock throbbing in response. The black clad witch struggled hard to focus as she watched his cock twitch with yearning, needing more of this, but nevertheless she continued. The magical energy circled slowly up and down the length of his member, intricate swirls in various places as the force twirled round and round.
Isisus rolled his head back with a groan, his cock twitching again before he met Rose’s gaze, Hovering over her, he pushed forward, his hips drawing closer to hers. He smirked as he saw the longing in her eyes, feeling her quiver as the tip of his phallus hovered closer to her entrance. The energy stuttered a bit as she felt his head trace along her slit, slick and ready to suit him again. She gave a tiny breathy moan, her hips rising to push his head into her opening.
Energy still swirled about his cock as he gave in and shoved forth, plunging deep back into Rose’s womanhood. They both let out a satisfied moan as their hips met, the witch’s eyes sliding closed as she tried to desperately to keep her magic working. Energy still swirled bout his member as he gave himself a moment to enjoy the feeling of her witchcraft and her cunt embracing him all at once. A low groan left him then, looking down to Rose and tightening the chain about her neck. She drew a ragged breath, whimpering softly as she pushed her hips up as far as she could to take every inch of him.
“Fill me, my lord demon...” she managed to whisper to him huskily, moaning out as he pulled back and thrust hard into her.
Isisus trailed a claw down her front, making new and deeper markings than when they first began. He traced bloody paths across her snowy skin, drawing thin lines of blood that made him lick his lips hungrily. The scent of her red essence drove him wild and he breathed deep of it. Thrusting back into Rose he let his claws dig deeper, bringing her to cry out. Droplets of crimson rolled down her flesh, patterns appearing now across the pale canvas. Intricate magic circles with ancient writing seemed to glow across her chest, circling about her perfect breasts that he left undamaged. She had to pay the price of blood to earn his orgasm.
Smirking, the demon admired his work, the black-lipped girl splayed before him, his cock buried within her delicious pussy. Rose’s body twitched and shivered beneath him, longing for more thrusts from his hips. Her own hips kept grinding up into him, hungrily sliding his cock in and out and wanting more.
The chains covering her throat tightened a bit more, feeling the pressure press against her blood vessels. It made her slightly light-headed, bringing her energy work to falter slightly and Isisus only smiled at it. His cock was throbbing, his balls were tight, it was inevitable she was doing a good job. Pushing her knees up as far as her bindings would allow, the demon drove back into her, meeting her hips with his, groaning as he felt her pussy squeeze him instinctively.
It wouldn’t be long now, his rhythm picking up as he groaned out, grip tightening on her knees as her back began to arch, cunt hugging him tighter as she felt her own pleasure rising. It was a race to see if she could cum again before he did, and it was going to be a photo finish.
Isisus could feel himself throbbing, pre-cum rolling out his tip as he pushed on, running towards his orgasm and ready to fly over the edge. Rose’s back arched higher, already at her limits once more, her body tightening and her magic at its highest peak. Crying out in unrivaled pleasure, she let forth, only to feel the spasm of the demon’s cock as his warm seed shot inside her; his groans bellowed out behind clenched teeth with every jerking thrust back into her. Her pussy embraced him in quivering waves, both matching each others explosive finish.
Thick white cum seeped from her cunt, filled to the brim with no room left for more. Her breath came in jagged gasps, trying to recollect herself as Isisus chuckled, slowly pulling out and watching as his essence dripped out of her. He ran a hand through his hair and smirked.
“Very well witch… You shall stay youthful, if only to be my pet.” A sheen of sweat glistened across his crimson skin in the candlelight. Snapping his fingers, Rose slammed back against the wall from the force of his magic; her hands still bound above her head and her legs still spread wide beneath her.
“I’ll call on you when I have need of you again.” he gave an evil smirk and in a flash of flame, was gone as fast as he had come.
Rose looked wide-eyed in horror to the room around her. It was now her prison, though… She thought it a fair price for the orgasms she had received; and this meant also, she should have him again. Perhaps it was a bit different than she had planned, but a devious smirk spread across her black painted lips. She would be young forever and get to cum again and again for her demon lord.