Chapter 6 - Dayna
The slate stones of the road were cold and slick with the slimy rain that steadily poured from the dark grey and purple clouds that filled Dayna's vision. The touch of the cool, goo-covered stone sent a shiver up her bare back. The elven mage bit her lip, wondering how it had come to this, as she raised and spread her legs, exposing her quim to the shaggy, brown furred beastman who was squatting on his digitigrade legs, stroking his long, thin cock to full hardness. Beneath the goat-like phallus, his large, furred nutsack swung heavily.
Dayna glanced around from her position on the ground to see that the beastman wasn't the only demonic creature enjoying the show. Her impish familiar Gomp had his rampant erection in hand as well and was stroking it furiously. Beside him stood another black furred beastman, leering at her naked form, as his own bestial cock throbbed and swelled in his grip. The audience was completed by the towering presence of the two female beastmen, both grinning obscenely at the mage's predicament, and the incubus and succubus sibling pair of Keira and Keiran. As Dayna's gaze fell on the incestuous demons, Keira winked a glowing orange eye at the elf while her brother, standing behind her, reached his obsidian skinned arms around his sister's torso to grope and squeeze her monumental breasts.
The elven mage's resigned sigh at her situation was cut off by a gasp as she felt the beastman between her legs prod his turgid schlong at the folds of her pussy before starting to push into her. The erotically charged display the incestuous demons had put on for the duration of the journey to Habernalle's castle had left her dripping wet and the bestial demon's cock slid into her sopping tunnel with ease. Dayna was thankful - the goat-like appearance of the beastman's cock meant it was relatively thin, but on a demon over seven feet tall, a relatively thin cock was still one that filled the elf's cunt impressively.
The tapered phallus slid exquisitely past Dayna's wet labia until the beastman's coarse pelvic fur mashed against her erect clit. The warmth radiating from the slick cockmeat and the sublime sensation of her needy quim getting finally filled caused a satisfied moan to escape the elf's lips. She flushed with embarrassment while her demonic audience cheered.
"Give em a good show, boss!" shouted Gomp.
"Darling, if you think that cock is good, you should have tried my brother's," whispered the succubus. "You missed out, my dear."
Once his member was fully entombed in the elf's sopping cunt, the goat man leaned forward, his muscled bulk looming over the mage's much smaller frame, and wrapped Dayna in a rough hug. Holding her nude body against him, he rolled to the side until Dayna was on top of him, straddling his waist, her tits mashed against his slime-slick chest and her ass raised. His black furred comrade's hooves clopped loudly on the slate flagstones and a flutter of apprehension tickled Dayna's ribs as she watched over her shoulder while the other male beastman squatted down behind her exposed ass. The black furred demon hoarked a gob of viscous spit into his mouth and lewdly let it drip into the cleft of her buttocks before smearing it over the rosebud of her anus with the swollen head of his cock.
"Aw, boss, how come you never let me in there?" jeered Gomp.
"Shut up, Gomp!" shouted Dayna as she felt the beastman start to push the pointed head of his dick past her sphincter. A strange, inhuman lust had smothered the flame of nervousness and the mage was straining to maintain her composure as her body was used to sate the carnal needs of the two bestial creatures.
As the beastman's rigid erection pushed into her anus he leaned forward and pressed his muscled chest against the slime covered skin of the elf's back. Squashed between the massive bulk of the two demon soldiers, Dayna felt burning waves of desire course through her veins. Each inch of rampant, pulsing cock-meat that slid past her sphincter and pushed into her ass sent intense tingles of pleasure radiating through her limbs. With her stomach and tits mashed against the solidly muscled torso of the demon below her and body almost crushed by the weight of the demon above her, Dayna felt used and helpless and incredibly aroused. Her body shook and shuddered as a chain of small orgasms ricocheted through it and a loud, undulating moan jumped from her mouth.
"You go, girl!" exclaimed Keira.
"Elf girl can't haaandle puny beastmaaan cock," said one of the watching female guards.
"She so tiny, squaaashed between two puny maaales," agreed the other.
The two goat-like guards began to pump their hips in unison, the coarse fur of their thighs rubbing roughly over the skin of the sandwiched elf. The sensation of their alternating strokes sawing in and out of her stuffed holes was intense. Dayna could feel their cocks rubbing against each other through the thin layer of her flesh that separated her ass and pussy. As they humped her, the elf could also feel their demonic dicks leaking a steady flow of hot, slimy pre-cum into her thoroughly filled orifices. Each thrust of their furred haunches caused another wave of pleasure to crash through her, radiating from her abused nethers out to her limbs, making her toes curl, her fingers clench and her mouth hang open. Another burst of orgasms rippled through the elf - her body, sandwiched between the rutting beasts, quivered and convulsed while her pussy and asshole, stuffed with engorged demon-cock, spasmed and contracted around the pistoning meat that was pistoning into them.
Eyes crossed as her body rocked with pleasure, Dayna didn't even notice as Gomp sidled up to her and slipped his rock-hard penis into her slack-jawed mouth. Lost to the depravity of being mated by two beastmen and the unnatural lust that was fogging her mind, the mage simply began to suck on the veiny shaft as it slipped past her lips.
"Oh, fuck, yesssss!" moaned the imp as his ostensible master began to slurp on his throbbing tool.
Behind him, Keira had arched her back, spread her legs and had guided her brother's smooth, obsidian skinned phallus into her own ass. The sibling pair lazily began fucking as they watched the elven mage get thoroughly debased.
"A shame that elf turned us down, sister dearest, but have I ever mentioned how delightful your ass feels wrapped around my cock?" queried Keiran.
"Why, I think you may have mentioned it just last time you buggered me," came the reply. "She does look like she's having fun, but nothing can compare to your perfection, my love. She doesn't know what she's missing."
The two female guards were idly fondling themselves, groping at their own pendulous breasts while massaging their clits with their clawed fingers.
"Maaay haaave to get a hellhound to service us aaafter this," said one as she tugged viciously on a pierced nipple.
On the ground at their feet, Dayna was a mess. Orgasm after orgasm pulsed through her while the two beastmen shagged her asshole and cunt vigorously. Unable to focus enough to keep sucking on the cock in her mouth, she lay limply, sandwiched and cumming incessantly, between the two heaving, muscled demons while her familiar gripped the sides of her head and fucked her mouth with short, frantic thrusts, desperate to finish before his master came out of the lust induced fog she was lost in. As he thrust his crimson skinned cock in and out of the warm, wet confines of her mouth, he looked up to see a tall, looming figure approaching through the courtyard on the other side of the portcullis. The towering form was surrounded by an entourage of relatively smaller but only slightly less imposing figures.
Realizing fun-time may soon come to an end, Gomp quickened his pace until he felt his balls tighten and his cock swell. He let out a sound halfway between a moan and a shout of glee as his thick cum surged into his master's mouth and she instinctively began to swallow it. The happy imp pulled his cock free to shoot the last few ropes of his orgasm across his master’s face and hair. The beastmen had apparently noticed the approaching figure as well, and both had quickened their pace. Even in her stupor of arousal and pleasure, Dayna could feel their bestial shafts swell and a momentous final orgasm hammered through her as both beastmen ejaculated at the same time. Spurt after spurt of hot, sloppy seed pulsed into her well-used anal passage and gaping cunt. The two goat men grunted and bellowed as their cocks erupted, both thrusting hard and fucking their cum into the elf's pleasure wracked body until ropes of pallid, glistening jizz oozed and squirted out from the narrow gaps between the skin of their pistoning shafts and her stretched sphincter and pussy-lips.
As the portcullis groaned and clanked its way upwards, the demons hurriedly clambered off the elven mage, leaving her lying on the flagstones with demonic seed dripping from her well-fucked holes. The female guards ceased their masturbation to stand at an approximation of attention. Only the siblings Keira and Keiran kept up their languid sodomy while they watched the approach of the gargantuan figure.
Feeling like she'd just cum a thousand times over, Dayna groggily looked up from the slimy slate road upon which she lay. Her eyes slowly travelled upwards, taking in a massive pair of black hooves, more digitigrade, black scaled legs, the swinging, flared head of a hose-like horse cock backed by two coconut sized gonads, the chiseled, shiny black skin of a set of statuesque abs, two hugely muscled arms folded across a pair of broad, black skinned bulging pectorals, a corded column of a neck and the most gorgeous male visage she had ever laid eyes upon. Two glowing blue eyes looked down upon her, set on either side of a slightly hooked, noble nose and surmounted by a brow that screamed of a wiseness beyond years. Flowing white locks from which a pair of curling black goat horns protruded framed the handsome face.
Duke Habernalle had arrived. He smiled down at the cum-drenched elf at his feet.
“May I present Dayna Undreya Te’alor, mage of Drasich, your majesty,” Gomp managed to get the whole sentence out before collapsing into gales of laughter. He knew he’d pay for it later, but couldn’t help himself.
The elven mage picked herself up and bowed deeply to the Duke of Hell, hair still plastered to her neck with slime-rain and her familiar’s ejaculate while a steady trickle of beastman discharge oozed from her ass and pussy.
“Uh, greetings, your highness,” said Dayna, “you seem to have caught me in a somewhat unpresentable state. If you don’t mind, m'lord, I would like to cast a small spell to clean myself up and put my clothes back on. Your guards demanded a steep entry fee.”
“Dayna? We have met before, I believe. Twelve years ago, I think,” said the duke, pleasantly, “Of course, make yourself comfortable, but don’t do anything on my account - I find your current appearance quite… delectable.”
“All the same, sir, I would feel more at ease once cleaned and clothed,” said the mage as she weaved a small cantrip that cleaned and dried her hair and skin. She then turned to face Gomp.
“My clothes, you little shit.”
The imp ceased his laughter and retrieved his boss’ clothing from the small handcart while attempting and failing to look contrite. Once she had covered herself and regained her composure, she turned to face the imposing duke again.
“Well, Dayna, what can a lowly Duke of Hell do for you?” said the duke in his rich, deep voice.
“I was hoping we could talk, m’lord. I had some questions I think you may be able to answer.”
“Of course - you have paid enthusiastically for an audience, I cannot refuse. Please, let us retire indoors and out of this ghastly rain,” said Habernalle as he turned to lead the group across the courtyard.
Dayna followed the cloven hoofed behemoth, surrounded by his hellish entourage, while Gomp dragged the cart along behind her. The beastmen guards returned to their posts at the gate and Keira and Keiran hovered along, wings flapping lazily, beside the duke’s group, the incubus’ cock still buried in his sister’s voluminous backside. The walk across the courtyard provided Dayna with an opportunity to examine the myriad collection of demons that made up the Duke’s court; incubi and succubi of varying appearance walked and flew around her - all naked, all dripping with overripe sexuality, while large hellhounds stalked ahead of the group, some on four legs, some on six, some scaled, some furred, a few with multiple heads. Faint flickers of flame licked from their maws and their tails lashed slowly through the air. Flanking the duke walked what Dayna took to be his bodyguards; four giant sized grigori - demons of war with faces that bore no features but for two unblinking eyes, human in form but ten feet tall with skin that was grey and textured as stone. The copulating twins that hovered beside Dayna were not alone in their wanton display - many of the gathered beings were engaged in obscene displays of lust and fornication. In the courtyard itself were numerous other lusty demons - one corner was occupied by a writhing mass of imps that were currently swarming over a couple of female beastmen, their oversized cocks pumping into any available hole or crevice, while in another corner a few satyrs indolently lounged, swilling wine from perversely huge goblets as a rakshasi, tiger striped fur gleaming wetly in the slimy rain, lapped at their immense, exposed shafts with her cat-like tongue. From one of the many windows looking into the square leaned a nagi, peering with curiosity at the procession, her large, white scaled breasts jiggling to the rhythm of something unseen within the keep thumping into her rear. The air reeked of lust and sex and Dayna’s pussy tingled as she felt another gob of demonic spunk ooze from her anus.
The keep’s black iron doors were swung inwards by two serpentine naga guards to reveal a hall of truly immense proportions. Wide grey and white marbled columns stretched from floor to lofty ceiling, each adorned with red velvet drapery fringed in golden tassels. A lush, deep crimson carpet that matched the hanging drapes was laid out from the door to a dais surmounted by an imposing throne at the other end of the magnificent hall. Behind the pillars flanking the main procession were more towering columns and Dayna could only just make out the walls of the massive room in the dim light cast by tremendous gilded chandeliers that hung high from the vaulted ceiling. In every direction were scattered clusters of various comfortable looking couches, chairs, chaise-longues and mounds of pillows upon which an entire bestiary of demon-kind lounged, talking, observing and fucking in equal measure.
As the group approached the throne, the various members and hangers-on of the Duke’s entourage peeled off until only Habernalle, his four grigori, Dayna and her party remained. Habernalle sprawled comfortably across the immense throne, propping his chin against a balled fist while a comfortable chair was brought over by two imps for the elven mage to sit upon. The grigori took up flanking posts at the corners of the dais, their stoic demeanor unchanged. The succubus Keira lay down on her side against the carpeted steps of the platform with Keiran behind her, his arm draped over his sister’s hourglass waist, hand nonchalantly groping a tit. The twin demons casually continued to rut, the succubus moaning quietly and the incubus grunting softly, as they observed the proceedings. Gomp stood beside Dayna’s chair, his eyes darting as he took in the magnificence of his surroundings and the deliciously perverse performances of the inhabitants.
Once Dayna was seated, the duke addressed her, “It is truly a pleasure to have a visitor. Can I get you anything? Food? Drink? An imp to service you?”
“Thank you, m’lord,” replied the mage as she strove to ignore the desire that was rising once more in her loins, “but I was hoping to ask you a few questions.”
“Please, none of this m’lord business. I try to run an informal court,” smiled the duke, “call me Habernalle.”
“Of course, Habernalle,” continued Dayna. “As I’m sure you know, I’m an avid student of the realms and those that dwell within-”
“I could tell by that little display at the gatehouse,” said Habernalle, grinning salaciously.
“Yes, ahem, well, back at the university we have heard of… changes, shall we say, occurring within the realms. I was wondering if you could tell me more about what’s going on. I’m writing a dissertation on the politics of the realms, you see,” explained Dayna.
“Are we the subject of a research paper?” the duke scoffed, and a chuckle broke out among the nearby demons. “You have visited the realms before, you know how this works - what do you offer in trade for this information?”
“I paid the toll to your guards, was that-”
“You paid for an audience and you have one now,” interrupted the Duke. “Now you ask for more. This requires further payment.”
Dayna turned to rummage through the cart, “I have items of power-”
“I need none of your petty trinkets… no, there’s something else you may offer that I would have,” murmured the Duke, his eyes travelling the length of the elven mage’s body as she turned to face the throne.
The elf’s eyes fell on the monstrous phallus resting half-hard between the demon’s thighs. As wide and as long as a warrior’s arm, even as she observed it the flared, horse-like cock pulsed and throbbed as it hardened. The elf’s quim moistened at the sight.
“Habernalle... I’m flattered... but surely there are others in your court more… capable… of satiating you?”
“It has been an age since I tasted a mortal’s garden,” said the demon lord, voice dripping honey, “Lend me yours and I shall tell you what you need to know.”
Dayna was sorely tempted. Desire flooded her body and clouded her mind like an intoxicating fog. Her words slipped from her mouth haltingly, “It… will… never… fit…”
The Duke of Hell reached hand hand out to the elven mage and Dayna’s feet unconsciously stepped toward the throne.
Habernalle’s voice caressed her ears, “I live in lust and dwell in desire - just a taste of me will give you the ability to experience what you crave. In exchange, the knowledge you seek awaits.”
The mage’s feet had betrayed her and she found herself reaching out to the offered hand. The Duke drew her towards him until his engorged length throbbed before her eyes. A bead of clear pre-cum oozed from the tip of the tumescent shaft and Dayna leaned towards it, lips parted. The elf reached out with her tongue to tentatively taste the Duke’s immense organ.
As her tongue made contact with heavy drop of liquid a strange shiver passed through the mage’s body, travelling from her tongue down her spine to tingle in her arse and cunt. Dayna reached up to grip the Duke’s veiny shaft with both hands, her fingers barely able to wrap around the girthy cock. Hefting the weighty slab to her lips, the elf stretched her mouth across the demon’s wide flare and slathered her tongue across the smooth surface. The wide cock-head was too large to fit in her mouth but the mage continued to caress and tease the mighty organ with her lips as she worked the shaft with both hands. She was rewarded for her efforts as a steady trickle of sweet pre-cum pumped languidly into her mouth.
Behind the fellating elf, Keiran watched through half closed eyes while he continued to sodomize his panting sister. Gomp, eyes wide as saucers, had begun masturbating once more and the varied demons that made up the Duke’s court had fallen into a debauched orgy. Only the grigori stood motionless, dutifully guarding their lord.
“You do well, sweet mortal,” murmured the Duke, “My magic should have achieved the desired effect. Take a seat and ask your questions.”
Dayna released the mammoth member from her grasp with a small pang of regret and got to her feet. With a lust driven urgency she pulled off her hose and tunic, revealing her lean, naked body once more to Habernalle’s gaze. Her pert breasts were flushed with arousal, her nipples were hard and erect and her pussy dripped noticeably. Stepping towards the enthroned lord of hell, she let herself be lifted up by his muscular arms until he was holding her above his broad, trunk-like penis. Then, with exquisite slowness, Habernalle lowered the mage’s drenched quim onto his cock. As her cunt lips were parted by the demon lord’s wide flare, Dayna felt the strange tingling in her nethers once more. She looked down and gasped with surprise and pleasure as she saw the immense column of the demon’s phallus begin to slide into her - she felt no discomfort, only incredible satisfaction as her cunny stretched to accept the intrusion despite the apparent physical impossibility of the act. Sweat beaded on her skin as a flame of lust licked through her body.
As his tremendous column of a cock inched into her, Habernalle spoke; “Your wards are impressive, mage, but they seek to protect your body from harm and your mind from charms. I have other tools at my disposal. I could fuck you until you beg me to take your soul for just one more orgasm.”
Slowly but surely, Dayna slid further down the demonic pole until, by any natural accounting, the shaft should have been pushing against her stomach, but still the elven mage felt no discomfort, only a delectable feeling of stretched fullness. She folded her legs beneath her, resting her shins on the demon’s thighs once the rampant tool was fully sheathed inside her. Dayna had enjoyed a few very good fucks in her time, but the sensation she was experiencing at this moment was unlike anything in the world. Her whole body throbbed in time with the blood pumping in the monumental phallus that was filling her so completely and an almost gentle, full body, low intensity orgasm seeped through her veins.
A distant, guarded part of her consciousness, a bastion of will created through years of magical study, nudged her, helping the mage to retain some semblance of control and reminding her of her original mission.
“I have studied demons for many years. You’ll not take me that easily,” said the elf as she placed her hands against the broad pecs of the demon lord to give herself some leverage while she began to hump herself up and down the thick shaft embedded in her needy pussy, “Delicious -ah- cock that -ah- you may -ah- have, you agreed -ah- to answer -ah- some of my -ah- questions.”
“How remarkable,” said Habernalle, a twinkle in his eyes betraying his marvel at the sweating mage’s willpower. “Indeed I did. Very well, ask away.”
“Who’s behind -ah- this shift in -ahhh- power?”
Dayna’s stuffed cunt creamed itself as the perpetual orgasm coursing through her momentarily increased in intensity. Her sloppy white discharge oozed from her stretched lips and slid down the column of cock-meat that she was mounting.
As the mage’s cunny spasmed in orgasm around his colossal shaft, Habernalle reached his hands behind her to grip the elf’s asscheeks in his giant hands. His palms were bigger than each cheek and enveloped the mage’s pert buttocks entirely, his fingers long enough to wrap around her upper thighs. As he groped her spread ass, the Duke slid forward on his throne until he was half off the seat of the massive piece of furniture. Dayna leaned forward against the demon’s chiseled abs, her head resting just under his chin and her tits pressed to his chest. From his new position, Habernalle began to thrust upwards into the elf’s juicy cunt and a wet squelching noise filled the air in time with his movements as more cream was squeezed from Dayna’s stretched hole.
“A new faction has arisen in the inner and outer realms,” explained Habernalle as he effortlessly plowed his tumescent member in and out of the elf’s pleasure wracked body. “A succubus by the name of Gaermeon recently achieved the status of duke, and seems to be in the process of striving for princehood.”
“I thought -ah- that elevation -ah- to princedom -ah- happened -ah- incrementally,” said Dayna, trying not to drool on the Duke’s chest as she was thoroughly fucked.
“It does, generally,” said Habernalle, his thrusting increasing in speed. More cream oozed from the mage’s stretched pussy. “Collecting souls is a slow process - personal attention is required. Gaermeon, however, claims to have discovered a method by which she can claim souls in bulk, to put in unrefined terms. The Princes, although they wouldn’t want anyone to know, are worried.”
Dayna moaned as another orgasm rollicked through her, “How would -ah- she be -ah- able to -ah- do such -ahhh- a thing?”
The orgasming elf’s pussy clamped down on the demon lord’s phallus once more and Habernalle’s chest rumbled with a satisfied moan.
“One moment, my dear,” he said, and suddenly Dayna felt his cock swell to stretch her cunt even more before a powerful jet of demonic spunk erupted into it.
The forceful spurts of jism blasted another orgasm into the already almost insensible elf. Hot, sticky cream filled her completely until it squirted past her tautly spread lips to arc through the air and splatter onto the floor. A delicious warmth nestled deep into her core and Dayna gasped with the overwhelming pleasure of the sensation. Habernalle held the quivering elf tightly to his chest, massive hands gripping her clenching ass, as he slowly pumped his behemoth of a cock in and out of her cunt while he inseminated her. After what felt like an eternity, the flow of cum pouring into her finally tapered off and Dayna felt Habernalle lift her off his lap as he got to his feet. A torrent of jizz gushed from her gaping orifice with a sloppy splattering noise as the lord of hell pulled the insensate elf off his still rigid tool.
Habernalle gently placed Dayna on ground and the elf stood woozily as the huge demon lazily stretched. His immense, erect organ bobbed in front of him as he spread his arms and arched his back. With groggy eyes, the mage glanced around the hall. Gomp was slumped against her small chair, hand still wrapped around his own rampant erection, stroking it wearily. A sticky puddle between his spread legs told of numerous orgasms. Nearby, Keira and Keiran were still steadily fucking, the incubus now lying on his back, arms behind his head while his twin sister bounced her ass upon his glorious cock. Both were covered in a fine sheen of sweat. Beyond them the rest of the court were still engaged in their own lewd displays of lust.
Having finished stretching, Habernalle stooped to pick up the cum-drunk mage once more, putting her down on the seat of his throne so that she had her back to the hall. She leaned forward, supporting herself by putting her arms out against the back of the giant chair. The Duke wrapped his immense hands around her waist, easily engulfing the relatively petite elf. Dayna felt the solid mass of his cockhead, slick with his seed, poke against her buttocks.
“You wondered how Gaermeon would be able to collect souls en masse?” asked the Duke as he pushed his gargantuan member against the elf’s sphincter. “She didn’t care to explain all the details to me when she showed up at my door offering an alliance. To be honest, I expect the twins you came in with would be able to tell you, considering they work for her.”
Dayna gasped when she felt the tingling sensation once more, this time in her anus, as Habernalle’s wide dick pushed past her sphincter. Once again her body defied physics as the tree-trunk of a cock penetrated her ass and once again she was filled with an incredible sense of satisfaction.
From behind her there was a surprised, wet pop as Keiran’s cock slid free from his sister’s suddenly clenched anus.
“Uh. What? I assure you-” blurted the incubus.
“Oh, don’t insult me by trying to deny it,” interrupted Habernalle, not bothering to cease his gradual penetration of Dayna’s tight asshole to face the surprised twins. “I can smell the taint of her sex dripping off the both of you.”
The twins quickly clambered to their feet. Beside the Duke’s throne, the eyes of his grigori bodyguards began to glow brightly.
“My lord, you must excuse us,” began Keiran.
“We only were present in your realm in case you changed your mind about the offer of alliance,” continued Keira, the siblings’ words tumbling from their lips in nervous haste.
“Yes, yes, I’m sure,” said Habernalle, steadily pushing his shaft further into the mage’s welcoming rear. “Tell Gaermeon to keep her spies at home if she really wants me to consider joining her effort, mmkay?”
Habernalle’s obscenely huge phallus was now fully seated in the elven mage’s ass. Legs spread, hands splayed against the throne’s back for support, Dayna looked over her shoulder at the towering demon. He smiled down at her and began to hump his weighty schlong in and out of her sphincter. Behind the fornicating pair, the grigori stepped forward in unison toward the twins, who began backing away from the throne.
“Come, sister, the kind duke appears to be showing us the door,” murmured Keiran.
“Indeed, brother. We must tell Gaermeon how well he treated us,” agreed Keira.
The grigori took another step forward, causing the twins to back away hurriedly. Halfway down the red carpet, with the grigori close behind them, they both bowed quickly before turning and scurrying urgently for the door. Their exit from the throne-room was greeted by a chorus of laughter from the watching demon court.
“I do so enjoy spoiling the machinations of a self-important upstart like Gaermeon. Thank you for providing me the opportunity,” said Habernalle, casually pumping his thick cock in and out of the elf’s asshole.
“You’re -ah- welcome,” said Dayna between grunts as her ass was rhythmically fucked, “but -ah- you were -ah- explaining -ah- how Gaer-ah-meon would -ah- acquire -ah- these souls?”
As the Duke of Hell buggered her with steady, powerful strokes, the mage had to dip into her fortress of willpower once again to maintain her sense of purpose. The feeling of her sphincter stretched around the demon’s veiny shaft as it plowed in and out of her ass was beyond exquisite and her cunny clenched, achingly empty, as another orgasm engulfed her. She could feel the demon’s heavy, smooth balls slap against her gasping cunt and her anus pulsed and squeezed down on the slab of dick-meat inside it in sympathetic rhythm.
“All the succubus mentioned was something about an artifact of old, belonging to that empire that once ruled over much of your world,” said the Duke while his bestial cock was milked by Dayna’s stuffed ass. “Run by elves like you, was it not?”
“Elves and -ah- humans -ah-, but that -ah- was before -ah- my time,” said Dayna. Inside her buttocks, Habernalle’s flared phallus began to throb and pulse as it prepared to deposit another load of jism, this time into the mage’s bowels.
The Duke seemed indifferent to his approaching orgasm and maintained his steady, ass-slapping thrusts. His voice was level and calm as he spoke; “To be honest, I expected an entourage of representatives from the city-states of your world - representatives of governments, powerful people representing powerful institutions, not some lowly graduate student.”
Suddenly, Dayna’s insides were filled with warmth as Habernalle began to ejaculate into the buttery vice of her ass. His immense tool quivered and pulsed as it spurted an obscene amount of cum into her tight hole until, once she was thoroughly stuffed with the sloppy white goo, it squeezed out past the Duke’s still pistoning member and oozed down her spread legs. The demon lord tightened his grip on Dayna’s butt-cheeks as he fucked his semen into her.
“Delightful,” said the massive demon, as if admiring a fine wine. With deliberate slowness he pulled his spent schlong from the elf’s rump. There was an audible pop when his flare finally squeezed out of her cum-dripping sphincter. “Lowly student you may be, you have provided some most enjoyable entertainment and demonstrated impressive determination. I think I have a gift for you that may help your efforts against Gaermeon.”
Dayna stood on shaky, cum-streaked legs, still braced against the back of the throne. Her well-used asshole gaped and dripped with demonic seed.
“Why would you offer aid without a promise of something in return?”
“You are right to distrust a demon, but, although you have a strong will, I am dubious of your chances of success against Gaermeon’s schemes. Upstart though she may be, she is still a Duke of Hell,” explained Habernalle. “Should you triumph, however, the current Princes are sure to look favorably upon one who aided in the downfall of the usurper. If you fail, as is likely, that alliance is still on the table for me.”
“You win either way,” said Dayna drily as she dismounted the throne.
“It’s the only way to play the game of power, dear elf.”
Gomp was still slumped, in a post-orgasmic daze, beside the chair that had originally been brought for Dayna. The mage moved to stand beside him, casting her cleaning cantrip once more before retrieving her clothes. As she did so, Habernalle summoned an imp to his side while, behind him, a group of succubi had gathered to lick his throne clean of his discharge. The Duke spoke quietly to the imp before sending it off to retrieve the gift he had in mind and then sat down on his now spit-polished throne.
By the time Dayna was clean and dressed, the imp had returned. He carried before him a small obsidian box with a hinged lid that he presented with a small flourish to the now seated elf. Gomp groggily got to his feet to peer at the gift offered to his master.
“Go ahead, open it,” said the Duke, smiling. “When you find what you are looking for, this should help you get where you need to be in a timely manner, provided you treat it properly.”
Inside the box, lying on a red, satin cushion, was an intricate miniature of a horse, seemingly carved from black crystal. It had what appeared to be fire in the place of a mane and tail, more flames instead of fur over its hooves, tiny red orbs for eyes and, as intricately carved as the rest of it, a rampantly erect, flared horsecock.
Beside Dayna, Gomp’s face split from ear to ear in a huge, gleeful grin as his eyes darted from the statue to his master’s unimpressed expression.
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