The Demon's Catch
It was a quiet night. The streets of the city were practically empty if it wasn't for the one person walking at a slow pace under one of the lights. Euphoria looked around, sighing softly in the autumn's cool night. The moon was out too, of which Euphoria loved to stare out for hours each night. But tonight's staring session could wait. It was cold, her breath hung in the air in front of her like a ghost and she'd just been fired from her job not quarter of an hour ago. Bastards she mused to herself once you've outlived your purpose they cast you aside. She shivered from the cold and her anger, wrapping her arms around herself. Euphoria was a young female wolf, no older than twenty-two. She had a light grey coat of fur, which turned white along her chest, stomach and down to her crotch. She was slim, like most of the wolf girls she knew at her ex-job, and she was always told she was beautiful, but she would say she wasn't even though she knew she was. Her body was almost perfectly curved, and what made it more obvious was the fact she was clad in a leather out-fit. Leather mini-skirt, leather jacket that was unbuttoned, and showing the top half of a two-piece bikini, and some high-heels that clicked in a slow rhythm as she walked. Her hair was spiked up in a punk look. It was something any male would just have to marvel at and think what she would look like naked. The chance that any of them would see her naked was very small. For one thing she already had a lover. Euphoria thought of him and what he would do when she told him she'd lost her job. Logan would blow a gasket. Normally he was a quiet guy, and very romantic when it came to it. But he'd been hearing bad things about Euphoria's boss for weeks now, and this would be the last straw. She imagined him storming into the Fusion club and shouting himself hoarse at the manager, demanding Euphoria have her job back. Then she imagined the club bouncers simply chucking him out. Euphoria shivers again and looks around at the sound of a car rounding a corner somewhere far off. She hadn't seen anyone all night. Not even a car. She thought herself lucky for just hearing a car, let alone seeing one.
A pair of ears perked up at the sound of clicking footsteps coming closer. A pair of glowing pinpricks opened in the darkness of an alleyway. A pair of eyes. Red ones. Their owner was completely shrouded in shadow, most defiantly on purpose. The eyes peered around the corner, looking down the street. Heightened sight abilities caused the eyes to see a young female walking towards them, and a low growl made its way out of the darkness. The female didn't notice, for she was too far away. The shadows in the alley seemed to fade away, leaving the moonlight and streetlights to bath the alley in an orange like glow. The owner of the eyes stood there, teeth bared. The owner was a tall and powerful looking male wolf. He was well built, and it showed so easily for he was topless. His almost black fur seemed to be matted with what seemed like blood, shining with a red hue in the light. He moved one of his hands up to his mouth and licked his claws slightly, pondering what to do about the female who had intruded on his rite of passage. It was the day that demons would be set free from the bounding fires of Hell to run rampant on any not locked up in their homes. Demons couldn't enter a building without an invitation you see. As the demon thought about, the female was drawing ever closer, and a smell hit his nostrils. His eyes instantly lit up. The overwhelming scent entering his nose was of a female in heat. And the smell was coming from the same species of canine. Now he had already decided what to do with this intruder. It had been a long time since this particular demon had been out to rampage in that kind of way.
Euphoria started to draw up towards the alley, her soft blue eyes fixed on the ground and the troubles in her head. If only she knew that there'd be more to come. Her head perked up as a soft lowly whimper came from in the alley. She hurried up and looked inside. Lying on its front, one leg out at an angle, was a small and black furred feral wolf pup. Instantly sympathy filled Euphoria's eyes and she crept over to the little feral. "Hey, are you okay little guy?" She cooed at the pup, of which answered with another whine. Euphoria looked around to see if there was the pup's owner nearby, but she hadn't seen anybody before she had come to the pup. The pup suddenly stopped whining, jolting a bit of panic in Euphoria's already hurt heart. Then something else happened that she couldn't explain. Everything went black. Not making a sound, she started to back out of the alley. She had completely forgotten about the wolf pup. Something strong gripped her by the arm and pushed her against the wall. Light returned and she found herself with her front pressed against the wall of the alley and a rather threatening looking male holding her there. She attempted to struggle but the male strengthened his grip on her arm, making her cry out. "Now, now. Don't want to harm yourself do you?" The male murmured in her ear. She shivered, but not from the cold. This male had a voice that seemed to be layered with a few more, and backed by a growl. Then she felt an icy feeling sink into her gut. All those rumours and stories of people being taken by creatures of pure evil must have been true. She had never believed it. She had always thought that it was just some guy in a stupid costume taking people. But when everything had gone dark, she realised this was no guy in a stupid costume. The male flung her further into the alley, a cold yet excited look in his eyes. Euphoria landed on her backside, staring up at the frightening figure before her. He was topless, but wore a pair of baggy black jeans, and no shoes. Then she noticed his eyes. Now she was completely certain this was no stupid costume when she looked into those cold unfeeling eyes of red. The male grinned sadistically. Euphoria pissed herself.
The demon could smell her fear. It was almost as enticing as the powerful scent of the need nestling within the female. The look in her eyes told him that she had guessed what she was, including the stench of urine. Deciding there was no need to hold back the usual part of his form, a pair of huge strong and black demon wings ripped from his back, making a silhouette fall over the female. She quivered slightly, then suddenly jumped up and lashed out at him with her claws. Quick as a flash he gripped both of her wrists, still grinning in his evil way. He let go and, with his right hand, whipped her across the face. She spun back to the ground. She pulled herself up to her knees and let out a small sob. Oh this is going to be great thought Cadaver. The female looked up at him again. This time she didn't go for a physical approach. "What the hell do you want!?" She screamed at him. Cadaver just smiled again before answering. "I want you. Why else would I be hiding in this fetid place for mortals?" The female's eyes widened again and she backed up down the alley till she had pressed herself against the alley's dead end. Cadaver started to stride towards her. "And I think you'll find that a slap would be merciful compared to what will happen if you dare try what you did again..."
As the demon started to come closer to her, she had already turned around in an attempt to climb over the high brick wall at the end of the alley. Her claws were extended and she was putting multiple scratches into the wall, but there was nothing to grip to. It wouldn't have helped anyway. The demon was already gripping her by the waist and pulling her towards him. Euphoria screamed again, trying in vain to attract some attention from the street. There was a flash of red light and a terrible stench filled Euphoria's nose. She gagged, and looked around to see where the stink was coming from. Around them was a scorched ground, absolutely covered with the rotting corpses of thousands of people. Some were fresher; some were so old they were nothing but bones. Guts had been pulled out of few, skulls smashed, throats slit, and limbs were completely missing. It was like a war ground. Euphoria gagged once more at the terrible sight, and vomit filled her mouth. She spat it up on one of the corpses close by. After a few long minutes of trembling and vomiting, Euphoria calmed down enough to notice the demons arms were no longer around her. She looked up at the sky. Thousands of different coloured stars glittered at her from far off and a huge red moon bathed the land in a bloody glow. "You know most of those stars are just really huge demons." Said a voice, not far off. Euphoria spun round, only to find that it was the demon that had brought her to this disgusting place. "But don't worry about them. They're too large to even know we're here." That made her feel a whole lot better of course. She was only surrounded by thousands upon thousands of corpses and was in the company of the one who she guessed had made them. He was standing a few feet away, clearly marvelling at the bloody mess around him. Euphoria felt like crying, but what good would that do? None at all. It could even tempt the demon over to shut her up. Her thoughts drifted to Logan. He was going to be so worried. She was meant to be home almost half an hour ago, but that was just a guess. Her watch had stopped working for some reason. The demon was suddenly in front of her, looking into her eyes, smiling in the way a little boy would. It was almost friendly.
Cadaver examined his catch with glee. She was perfect. Despite the smell of decay in the air and the stench of vomit and urine, Cadaver could still smell what had enticed him to take her in the first place. That aroused him slightly, and he pushed the female easily onto her back with a slight poke with one finger. Perfect once again. She was wearing a mini-skirt and no panties underneath, thus giving him a great view of the female's pussy, if only for a view seconds. The female scrunched her legs together with haste, finding the demon looking up her skirt. Cadaver noticed the urge to attack him again within her ears. "I wouldn't if I were you. Think how all these bodies got here." He grins at her again. The female shivered from fear. The air was at the temperature of thirty-six degrees, but he understood why she had shivered. Fear was still creeping into his nostrils. The female tried to get up again, but Cadaver knelt down and held her to the bloody ground with one of his clawed hands. With his spare hand he placed it on one of her breasts and squeezed lightly, seeing the shock from it enter her eyes, but hears a low noise escape her throat. That was it. He had just broken the small piece of thread that would start the female to need in a more obvious fashion. "You're so sensitive. I barely touched you and you're already starting to get hot." He said softly to her. One might think he was being a bit too subtle for someone who hadn't enjoyed company like this in awhile, but he liked to make sure that the company were at least slightly willing. He squeezed her breast again, harder, and the female blushed deeply. He could practically hear her heart racing.
Euphoria couldn't help but blush. There was an explosion of heat in her crotch. She squirmed under the demons grip, her mind not wanting this to happen, thinking of Logan, thinking of life, thinking what this demon would do to her once he was tired of her, but her body didn't respond anymore. Fortunately, she could still protest. "No...don't...please...anything but that..." She whispered to the demon, but he just shook his head. "It's either that or you'll be joining the crowd here." Euphoria stiffened. How would she see Logan if she was dead? Who's to say if the demon killed him too just to spite her spirit? She couldn't let the happen. The demon pressed himself against her, still squeezing her breast with a rough hand. She blushed so deeply that if she didn't have fur one would say that she'd gone a deep red. The demon took that hand that was holding her to the ground away, and Euphoria relaxed slightly, until the demon ripped her jacket off, followed by her bikini top. She gasped as he licked at her nipples, of which were starting to stiffen. He moved a hand down between her legs and pressed a finger against her slit. She let out a low noise of appreciation, practically admitting that she was horny. Then her mind kicked in. She started to try to push him off her, claws extended. A claw went across his cheek, digging into the skin. He growled at her, gripping her neck, his own claws digging into the sides. "You're lucky I can be kind sometimes!" He uttered loudly. Euphoria's eyes filled with tears as she found it hard to breath, and nodded slightly. The grip of the demon slowly lightened.
A smile crept across Cadaver's lips. "That's better. Now just sit back and enjoy what is to come. I wouldn't like to lose another catch so easily." He cooed lightly at her. He loved the fear in her eyes, the smell of her arousal and how she obeyed so well, despite a minor scratch here and there. He resumed fondling and squeezing her breasts, teasing her nipples as well. Then, with another flash of demon speed, he had removed her skirt and he kicked off his jeans. A low gasp came from the female. Perhaps she hadn't realised that he didn't just want to tease her while she was in heat. He pressed the tip of his hard cock against her now wet cunt. Another protest was starting to build up in the female's throat, but Cadaver silenced it by pushing his cock into her slowly. A low moan came from the female while Cadaver simply growled in appreciation to the warm feeling of her loins against his flesh. He continued to push into her until he had fully hilted his cock inside her. He looked into her eyes, seeing pain in them.
Her mind almost went blank when she felt herself getting penetrated by the demon's cock. It was so big it was painful, but she wasn't making as obvious as it seemed. She arched her back slightly as her insides tightened around the demon, wanting to hold him there for the pleasure, but the demon had other plans than lying there with his cock in Euphoria. He started to ease back slightly, only to thrust into her quickly. Another moan escaped her, making the demon smile. "Just be a good little bitch and you'll come out of this happy..." He whispered into her ear. With rhythmic movements the demon started to fuck Euphoria in a normal pace. Now she arched completely, body betraying her for the pleasure in store, wanting to take more of the male as it could. Naughty sounds echoed around the graveyard like place, mingling with moans and low growls. This would be funny thought Euphoria getting fucked by a demon surrounded by enough gore to fill a mall. She moaned again as the demon thrust deeper into her.
Cadaver could now feel the first tense feelings pop inside his cock. He was sure this female would be feeling the same in the space of a few seconds. He sped up, thrusting deeper into the female each time. From the sounds of it she was enjoying this as much as he was. Her toes were curling up and she arched her back for every thrust, wanting more of him. His hands moved down her body and squeezed her ass lightly. His eyes were glowing a deep dark red.
Euphoria bit the demons neck lightly, arms wrapped around him so they wouldn't end up slipping across the bloody ground. Her eyes were scrunched up tight, her mind betraying her also. No thoughts popped into her head, no worries, nothing apart from the pleasure. When the demon had sped up she almost gagged again when a whole new wave of feelings entered her body. She was almost at her peak, to top it off though. She moaned again and let go, cumming hard around the demons cock. She started to murr contentedly.
Pushed over the edge when the female came, Cadaver made one last thrust into the female's soaking pussy, pushing as deep as he could go, and released his seed into her womb. After a few small aftershocks he pulled himself from her wet, warm, loins and sat up, panting softly. The female stared up at him and he thought he caught the look of affection in her eyes. He stands up and holds out a hand to her to help her up.
Taking the demons hand, she pulled herself to her feet shakily. Her back was covered with blood. For some reason she wanted to fall into his arms and never leave them, but common sense took her. She looked down at the gory ground, her face hot with the shame of what she had done. The demon leant in and gave her a light kiss on the cheek. "You've made a demon happy." He murmured in her ear. He pulled back. "So, we never got properly acquainted, what's your name?" The female looked up at him, surprised by the kiss. She managed to stutter out Euphoria. The demon smiled. "Euphoria," He mimicked. "Beautiful name. Much like you. I'm Cadaver." He looked around, surveying the landscape again. "Now I'm going to give you three choices. One, you can return home. Two, you can stay here with me and see and feel things that you've never imagined. Three, I leave you here and the demons that are approaching can kill you. We both know it won't be the last." Cadaver smiled grimly, not seeming as happy to have gotten some company before. Euphoria took a step back, but stopped when she almost fell over a corpse. Her mind raced. She didn't know what to do. She was against herself on the first two choices. Then she made up her mind. "I choose to leave. To go home. I've seen and felt enough. Sorry." She said quietly. She didn't really mean the sorry though. Cadaver nodded and waved a clawed hand at the air nearby. A reddish window opened up in the air. Euphoria took one last look at the demon, and then stepped through.
A year has passed since Euphoria had stepped through the window from the demon's world to her own. When she had got back she found out she'd been missing for five years. It seems that in the demon's realm time moves slower so you could spend a few minutes there and come back to the real world a few weeks from when you left, or you could be gone a year and return to a whole new era. Logan had been greatly distressed when Euphoria had stumbled into their apartment naked, bloody, shattered and obviously quite fucked. They had moved to a different city to start a new life. They didn't need people asking why Logan's presumed dead lover had appeared suddenly. Thing's never felt right though. Logan seemed to always be on edge, looking around, jumpy. Sometimes Euphoria would wake at night and he wouldn't be in bed next to her. When she had returned she found the ability to see strange lights in the air, and to manipulate them without touching them. She never told Logan about them. He'd think she'd be insane.
Sitting on the bed after crying because Logan has left her is Euphoria. Things had been going so well...kind of. She didn't understand why he had left her. Picking up a pillow from the bed she pounded it with her fist. A small slip of paper fell out. Euphoria picked it up and looked at it. It was a letter.
To my beloved Logan
I can't wait to see you again on Tuesday night! Are you still with that weird bitch? I hope not. I was hoping to not have to keep this a secret any longer. I know that sounds selfish but I'm tired of having to keep our love secret. Well anyway, I love you!
Love Trista
Euphoria gasped and dropped the letter. Oh she had been a fool. Why else would Logan have been so edgy and always disappearing at night? A fresh wave of depression hit Euphoria. She should have seen it. It was so obvious. Her thoughts turned to Cadaver, the demon who she had met so long ago. She should have taken the first choice perhaps. Then none of this would have happened. Suddenly she noticed a few of the lights pulsing dark red. Confused, Euphoria started to pull the pulsing lights together until there was a whole load of them pulsing before her. The suddenly all moved into a rectangular shape and flashed. She'd opened a window. Surprised and lost in wonder, Euphoria stepped through the window to see the old demon again.
This is my first ever yiffy story. I hope you all enjoyed it and I'm thinking of making a sequel or two. Anyway, please rate this. That's all I really have to say. - The Anonymous Writer