Incubus
Incubus
"Brother Heinrick!" the small portly badger called out behind the taller stocky and remarkably handsome polar bear. Heinrick turned around to greet his fellow brother.
"Brother George," he presented a well practice smile, sly and artful, nobody knew whether it was genuine or not, but the smile itself nobody questioned.
"Brother Heinrick," George was breathing heavy, the stairs having taken their toll as he stopped to catch his breath, "We are about to start our group prayer and Father Dave requested that you attend one of them this moon cycle.
"Ah Brother George, but the light has told me that tonight I will be doing my own private prayers."
"There is talk that you are going to see your pupil these late nights, the rest of the order is questioning what it is you are doing with him."
"Why Brother George, such gossip amongst our brotherhood. No, I am doing the work of the light. I was tasked to oversee this child's initiation into the light."
"B-but--"
"Do you doubt the righteousness of my duties?"
"Of course not Brother Heinrick. I apologize. I will tell Father Dave."
Brother George turned around, the looming staircase that wrapped upward into the chamber of prayers. Brother George sighed, perhaps grumbling about why they didn't send Brother Wes, who's swift legs could carry him quickly up and down the spiral stairs that littered the monastery like trees in a forest.
Brother Heinrick continued his descent into the depths of the monastery. The order stayed in a hall, which was a barracks in the days that a castle would call for one. The brother stepped barepawed across the hall to his room. Heinrick's room was much larger than most of the other chambers that the brothers domiciled in. Some would even say that it was larger than Father Dave's domicile.
Heinrick hung up his robe, he contemplated as he walked toward his desk, books stacked across in an organized chaos. Most of the books were from the monastery's library, most of them were abandoned by the former Lord that lived here in the castle. Heinrick had gone about the research to study the origins of Lord Tyrier and the many things he had left behind when he had vanished.
The grandest thing Lord Tyrier had left behind, even more grand than the castle, was the mystery that was left behind.
The Order had come to fill the missing Lord's castle. The villagers had stayed clear from what they considered to be a fantastically haunted place. The Order had established a chapter in this region so that they may extend the reach of their teachings of the Light. How could they not accept a castle that nobody else wanted?
Heinrick wasn't there when they had first established the Order several decades ago. Until he came along, the brothers had no idea that there was even a library at all.
Heinrick sat down at his desk, looking over several of the books, but he was obviously distracted by something. He stood up, and walked over to the door and gathered his robes. Instead of walking through the way he had come in, the polar bear adorned his robes and walked to the bookcase and gave it a hearty forceful push. It didn't take much for the bear to get it open, some of the other brothers would have had difficulties with it.
The research had also exposed the layout of the castle to him. Unlike anyone else in the order, he knew the monastery like the back of his paw.
***
Heinrick was deep in the bowels of the monastery. There were several rooms that he had yet to explore, he would go to them now. Curiosity guiding his steps. He went down a twisted path that otherwise might have been a little more difficult for him to have fit through. Luckily, the bear lost some weight within the last two years.
Heinrick found himself in a cavernous room. His little torch had lit enough of it to see that it was immense. How deep in was he? Was he even still in the castle? The ceiling of the chamber was domed, and at the top was a pin point of light. Heinrick wandered around the room, discovering many treasures that had been abandoned. Artifacts were from all sorts of empires, lost in time. He looked at a vixen made out of some black marble. Heinrick who's study of history was extensive, could not recall of a society who worked in black marble.
The polar bear spent quite some time looking but not touching any of the antiquities. He knew better than to lay a paw on something that might have been fragile with age. Yet as he approached the middle of the chamber, something caught his eye. It was an old clock, it seemed a little more than an ordinary clock. It appeared to be built of brass components, the pendulum, the supports and even the ornate face of the clock. As Heinrick picked it up with his large bear paw, it seemed so delicate. He looked at it strangely for what seemed like an eternity.
***
That night Heinrick had wild and vivid dreams. He was visited by dreams of his pupil, Joshua. Joshua was a young otter, even younger when he was orphaned as a pup from the war three years back. Joshua was a gifted child, the light had blessed him in many ways the brothers believed. He had white colored fur, with brilliantly light blue eyes. He sung like angels and was highly studious. Father Rhys had appointed Brother Heinrick as his guide and mentor when Joshua arrived.
Heinrick stirred from his dreams, breathing heavily. He grabbed his robe to cover his late night erection, grumbling as he opened the bookcase. He followed his much travelled footsteps down the corridor that would take him down to the old prison. A prison that the Order had converted into rooms for the pupils when they first opened their doors.
Joshua was asleep when Heinrick swung open the door.
"Incubus," Heinrick charged in, "You damnable incubus."
Joshua was up immediately and off his bed and bowed before his teacher.
"I will punishment for filling my mind with these thoughts." The bear undid his robes, exposing himself and engorged genitalia to the teenaged otter. Joshua, who was a quick study, and had understood this routine the very first night that Heinrick had come to him, kneeled before the brother.
"That's a good child," he groaned as Joshua took the enraged bear's cock into his mouth, "This is the only way to repent for the things you do to me."
The white otter continued to service Heinrick until the bear felt it was time to take things into his own paws. He gripped the boy's head around his small little ears and thrust eagerly into Joshua's slick mouth. The polar bear's white cream spilled forth.
"Drink of my seed, child," he encouraged the boy's head, "and you shall be forgiven for trespassing in my dreams."
Joshua did, as he had always done since he started living in the monastery at the age of thirteen.
***
Heinrick awoke to a gentle ticking of a clock, a clock that was never there before. As he sat up from his bed, the ornate time keeper sat boldly on his desk. It's brass pieces still and motionless.
"How did that get there?" He asked himself quietly.
A gentle rap at the door came, "Brother Heinrick?"
The polar bear groaned.
"Brother Heinrick," he repeated himself, "You missed the prayer meeting this afternoon." The door opened slightly, it was Brother George.
"Afternoon?"
"Yes, Brother Heinrick, nobody saw you at breakfast or lunch, we were wondering what happened to you. Is everything okay?"
Heinrick got to his footpaws and went to the door. "I'm fine, I was studying and lost track of time."
"Shall I inform Father Dave that you will be there at today's group prayer?"
"Yes," the bear thought for a moment, "Yes, I will be there shortly."
The badger shut the door and padded down the hallway toward the chamber of prayers.
Heinrick's eyes drifted back to the clock, he was locked in thought.
***
Heinrick hurried back from the chamber of prayers after the ceremonies were through. His door was opened. He quietly approached it, cautious of what lay beyond the doorway.
As he looked into his door, Joshua was sitting on his desk.
"Joshua?"
"Yes, Brother Heinrick. We were going to practice several hymns."
Heinrick rubbed his temples as he sat down on his bed. He laid back on the mattress.
"Is there something wrong Brother Heinrick?"
"No," the polar bear rested his eyes, "Just, why don't you just study one of these books?" The bear pulled one from the night stand and handed it to Joshua. "I just need a little rest."
***
Heinrick was restless in his slumber, it was as though he were haunted by demons in his sleep. The polar bear woke up with a thrash. Joshua was at his side.
"Brother Heinrick, you were having night tremors."
Heinrick grimaced as he struggled to right himself on the edge of his bed. His pained movement seeming to be caused by the protrusion in his robes.
"I'm so sorry Brother Heinrick, I didn't mean to--"
Violently, he struck Joshua with the back of his paw, sending the smaller otter sprawling to the floor. The otter managed to pull himself onto all fours.
"Brother Heinrick?"
"I must take this into my own paws, purge your desire to come to me in my dreams. We shall cease your intrusion into my mind."
"Brother?"
Heinrick positioned himself behind the otter before the otter could get off his knees and handpaws. The polar bear grabbed the young otter's tail with one of his large paws, lifting it high into the air. He tore away the boys undergarments and easily dropped his own trousers.
The bear spat on the Joshua's exposed orifice, causing it to quiver. "Brother Henri--" he was interrupted as the bear's large fleshy member penetrated Joshua's ass, driving deep into him. The otter groaned and writhed, unable to escape the larger bear's grasp. He ground his teeth trying to compensate from the pain of being impaled on the thick pulsating prick. He tried to shout out, but a large paw quickly squelched it.
"I shall rid this foul incubus from Joshua's body, my holy seed shall fill him with divine light and," his concentration breaking as his hips began to buck wildly. He collapsed down on top of the otter, pumping harder and further into Joshua. Joshua tight around his stiff cock, began to quiver, sending the heavy bear into the throws of orgasm. His essence spilled into the otter, quickly making it even more hot and slippery. Heinrick continued to unload his semen as though he had years stored away just for Joshua's hot tight tailhole.
Heinrick was still recovering his breath when he heard the ticking of the clock once again. How long had it been ticking like that? He pulled out of the now silent otter with a slurp and a pop. He wanted to inspect the clock further.
"Thank you Brother Heinrick."
The otter was now on his footpaws. He had a blank look upon his face.
"Thank you, that was more than enough for what I need?"
"What are you talking about, Joshua?"
"I am not Joshua."
"You are, not?" The bear stepped away from his pupil. "Who are you?"
"You may call me Lord Maven Tyrier." The door to Heinrick's room slammed shut. There was no way that Joshua knew Lord Tyrier's name, let alone first name.
"Demon."
"If only you knew the half of it."
The otter stood between him and the bookcase. Heinrick did not want to take his eyes off the otter possessed by Lord Tyrier.
"Do you think you can escape through passageways that I had built?"
Something wrapped around Heinrick's neck and dragged him to his knees where it quickly gathered around his handpaws and held him firmly in place.
"Yes, this is how you should be addressing me."
The otter began to change in front of his very eyes, his chest began to heave and expand, and his body grew as though he were being afflicted by a quick puberty. He was now larger than the polar bear, and built much stronger and sturdier. The muscles tore through what little clothes he had left.
Something prehensile and slick with an ooze slithered up Heinrick's legs, their goal becoming more and more obvious to Heinrick as they seemed to caress his tailhole.
"Submit to me dear Heinrick," he said in voices that were not his own. He felt the grip of more of the tentacles as they writhed and squirmed against his body, especially around his still sensitive and still rather hard cock. "Submit to me, and I can promise you endless pleasure."
Heinrick could find no strength to stop the bow of his head. The otter smiled. The polar bear groaned as the slippery flesh reached deep inside him, the groaning became a muffled moan as his mouth was taken by the hot slimy tendrils. His body convulsed as something worked around the slit of his tender cock, until it finally forced its way down into the shaft of his painfully erect cub-maker. Heinrick's body bucked against the restraints as his spunk was leeched from his body.
The polar bear breathed through his nose, the salty taste of the foreign objects still filled his maw. It was musty, but there lingered a sweetness As he let the second orgasm wash over him, he could hear the rest of the Order, their groaning and moaning. Joshua, possessed by Lord Tyrier had long ago left Heinrick's room.
He started to relax a little, but then it came again, something inside him flipped him on again like a switch and he began to groan and pleasure filled him from somewhere deep inside. As he was worked into a frenzied third orgasm, the sound of Lord Tyrier resonated through the halls of the reclaimed castle.