A demoness's playtoy: prologue

Story by Mistress Adrianna on SoFurry

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#1 of Demoness's Playtoy

This is a teaser of something fun I'm playing around with. A friend helped inspire me and is continuing to be my inspiration. It is primarily smut at this point, though the characters are developing.

Liam learns what happens when he summons a demoness that is his ideal woman who has absolutely no desire to be completely controlled


A year ago...

A fire crackled merrily nearby, lighting up the room and providing the only source of heat in this desolate part of the castle. Bending over the chalk outline on the floor, the ruler of the small duchy of Elaric focused on making sure he had everything perfect. And despite the chill air that was barely staved off from the fire, he wore nothing but a pair of breeches on his muscular form. Finally satisfied, the stallion stepped carefully over the markings to the book he had found hidden in this room. He inspected the picture sketched inside, then the matching one on the floor and set the chalk aside. Picking up the last few items he needed, Lief used the fire to light a taper. Then, he doused the flames with a bucket of water. Using just that taper, he lit the five candles sitting on the peaks of the summoning circle's inner design and then stood just outside of the circle. Blowing out the taper, he watched as the flames on the candles flamed bright blue for a moment before dimming and turning a blood red color. A chill raced through him and he had to take a steadying breath before he started to chant the words he had carefully practiced over and over until he could say them without faltering. Six times he repeated the chant, his eyes on the center of the circle. Shivering slightly at first, he gradually started to sweat as the circle radiated heat. He found each breath hard to draw in, like fire was scorching his lungs and his eyes watered and burned. He didn't stop though, despite the pain and the fear tingling along his spine. No, he had to do this.

Finally, he saw movement inside the circle and he grinned to himself, even as he chanted louder. Lifting his hands unconsciously, he took a blade in one hand, then sliced a deep cut across his palm. Dripping his royal blood along the inside of the circle, he bound the creature forming inside to him. The chant changing as the blood sizzled on the chalked floor, then disappear. He switched to his own tongue as he drew the spell to a close, eyes lighting up with glee as he saw his future so beautifully laid out before him. "I call you and bind you to me Nazatasariel. You shall be my servant until I release you, obedient to my will and wishes, to do no harm without my say so." The creature inside the circle merely smiled as they finished forming and stood naked in front of its new master.

"You can attempt Master. But, I can read your mind." The voice that reached him was soft and sultry, promising passion the likes he had never known. Stepping towards him, the demoness looked up at the tall stallion, even as she reached the barrier separating them. "Your fantasies speak a much different story. Shall we see what will win?" she cooed, even as she took his hand, still extended into the circle and licked his blood away slowly. Lief swallowed at the feel of her rough, predatory tongue on his palm and he drank her in. Nude, the otherworldly creature swayed her full hips, a thick whip like tail curling this way and that. She looked more wolf then what he had expected a demon to look like. But the slitted eyes, large curving horns, and bat like wings showed that she wasn't just a wolf. That and the hungry look in her eyes had him trembling. She was lushly curved, with a narrow waist, full, large breasts and a rounded rear to go with her hips. Her legs were long, making him think instantly of them wrapped around his waist as he claimed her. But what had his mind straying down those fantasies she had mentioned was the thick sheath between her thighs. A sheath that was rapidly spilling out an impressive cock that had his mouth watering and his own cock hardening in his breeches.

He struggled to pull his mind off the sexual path that she had sent him down and focused instead on her achingly beautiful face. She laughed at his attempt, her hands sliding up her lush form to tangle in the thick chestnut hair that showed off her ebony form even more. Piling the long locks on her head, she posed for him as he struggled to not just give in to his lust. This was an integral point in the binding process. He had to establish dominance or she would win. "I will...I will win Nazatasariel. You shall submit to me," he said, but his words sounded hollow, forced. She laughed again and her hair fell. One hand dropped to stroke along her fully hard cock and the other beckoned him into the circle. And to his horror, he felt himself stepping towards her. He stopped just before crossing the circle and her wings flared in her annoyance. That was the only sign though as she smiled that sweet smile.

"Come come my handsome toy," she crooned to the tall stallion. He was an impressive creature, all muscle and hard lines. Taller then her by at least half a foot, his bulk fit his size without being too much. His coat a deep red color, his mane and tail a silvery color, he was the perfect picture of a Duke. And his eyes, those lovely, needy eyes spoke so much as he stared at her. They were such a lovely brown, deep and dark and matched her hair. He'd make a perfect accessory. Her own jade eyes sparkled as she ran her clawtips lightly along her cock, towards her sheath before pulling it back to show off the thick knot that ached to be inside him. It had been too long since she had had a toy like him. But he was resisting, far longer then most did and she found her respect for him rising. Not much mind you, but still rising. Finally though, he stumbled over the circle and moaned his defeat. "That's it toy. On your knees and I'll give you what you want," she said, reaching up to stroke his cheek. He leaned into her touch, his eyes closing and a silly smile on his face. He fell to his knees a second later, his hands stroking along her thighs and up to her hips. His velvety muzzle soon nuzzling at her sheath, then along her hard cock and he moaned his need to her. "I know toy. It's been so long, and no one you can trust. No one can give you what you need. Shush now. I'm here. To grant your every wish and desire," she reassured, tangling one hand in his hair and pulling him to her. Slowly, his mouth opened and he sucked her cock into it hungrily. Those pretty brown eyes lifting up to meet her green ones and she smiled down at him. Already, she saw more then just lust in his eyes and she knew instantly she had won. Especially as she gave him what he had been craving for years.

Lief warred with himself as he knelt before her. Telling himself to get up, to leave, to banish the temptress back to the hells she came from. That is until she spoke to him so reassuringly. And her hand tugged him in close. Any thoughts of stopping gone as her cock slid past his lips and into his mouth. Moaning at her taste, he sucked hungrily. Remembering with ease the last time he had had this pleasure. He had been fourteen, a squire and told to service his knight in any way. If his father had known just what that had meant, the man would have been executed instantly. Instead, Lief had had two years of blissful nights and pleasure with the old knight before he had passed away. And nothing since then. He had married his Duchess as his father had wished. Inherited the Duchy, ruled and even fathered an heir on his wife. But secretly, he had yearned for this pleasure. To know the feel of a thick, hot, musky cock sliding in and out of his mouth. To feel a strong grip in his hair, demanding him to go deeper, harder, faster. He loved his beautiful Amicia. He loved to make her squirm and moan for him. But he needed this. Needed more then his next breath. His duchy could fall to pieces around him if he got to keep doing this.

"Don't worry toy, I won't let that happen," Nazatasariel promised, reading those thoughts so clearly. She slid her free hand into his hair and guided him to take every inch of her impressive length. Easily a foot of cock sliding into his throat before the knot pressed to his lips and she held himself there. Feeling him cough and choke as he adjusted anew to the feeling of something pushing past his gag reflex. Oh, those rippling muscles felt so heavenly around her and her cock twitched. Making him cough harder. She only pulled back after tears were streaming down his face and he looked like he was about to pass out. "Your precious kingdom will never know." She grinned down at him, her horns and wings disappearing, her eyes turning normal. And while she retained an otherworldly beauty about her, she didn't look like she had been summoned like the demoness she was. His eyes widened at the sight and he drew back from her. Letting the cock fall from his mouth for a moment.

"You can do that? That's perfect! You can be by my side at all times now." He nuzzled one heavy orb against his cheek as he already plotted just how he would arrange it. A few nobles would be upset to see this stranger usurping what they considered their rightful place as his adviser. But he didn't care. As his adviser, he could get to be alone with her whenever he wanted. Which meant he could do this as often as he wanted. Grinning with delight, he licked up the underside of her cock, then took her back into his mouth eagerly. Once more reveling in the taste of her. She was such a contrast of feminine beauty and masculine aggression. And that just made her all the more attractive to him. Sliding his hands up her thighs, he cupped her rounded ass and tugged her into his mouth. Focusing on pleasuring her. Ignoring his own discomfort as his throat screamed at the invasion of something in it, and his cock throbbed painfully in his breeches. His brain was clouded by lust and need and he wouldn't stop until he had swallowed every drop of her seed, or had it covering his body.

Nazatasariel smirked at his eagerness to have her in every facet of his life and she stroked along his cheek with a feather light touch. Then, she reasserted control over him. Her other hand tangled in his silvery hair and she forced herself deep in to his mouth once again. Thrusting hard and fast, her eyes narrowed, though her smile never faltered. Each thrust into his throat had her moaning softly, her breasts swaying and bouncing. Already, her knot was swelling against his lips and she tried to get deeper, to make him take more of her. She did so enjoy watching his lips, already stretched wide by her cock, forced open further by the thick knot at the base. Though, she couldn't quite force it in just yet. With a sigh, she pulled back to what he could take and focused on getting to the point of cumming. His hands stayed on her ass, encouraging her to use his mouth as his eyes rolled up in bliss and his cheeks flushed with shame and delight. "Think of what your court would say to see you now toy. On your knees, happily sucking a cock..." she trailed off, focusing on settling back in his throat to enjoy the gagging she caused still. His cheeks grew brighter and she laughed in delight. "You're so hard for me too. You haven't been this hard in years, have you?" she added. He shook his head slightly, still choking on her even as his tongue slid along her sensitive flesh to try and pleasure her.

She didn't linger much longer, despite how lovely it felt and her eyes closed. She pulled out of his mouth another moment later, her tail sliding around his wrist and tugging his hand up to her cock. Forcing him to stroke her, to bring her that last little bit over the edge. He didn't fight that tug too hard though and she smirked. Opening her eyes, she watched as he opened his mouth, panting with his need and aimed the head of the lupine length at his face. A second later, the first shot of hot creamy cum shot from her and hit his right cheek. He adjusted his aim slightly and the next two went into him mouth. But she wanted to see more of him covered in her seed, so her tail tugged his wrist where she wanted him. Covering his other cheek, nose, even his forehead with her cum before she finally let him take her back into his mouth to suck the last few drops down. And while his cheeks blazed with his embarrassment, he couldn't help but suck greedily. His right eye soon closing as cum dripped into it, but he kept his other eye turned towards her beautiful face. When she let him go a moment later, he fell back onto his heels, panting softly and reaching up to scoop the cum off his face. "Leave it. And open this damned circle," she ordered. He whined softly, but hurried to do as bid. Using his forearm, he opened the chalk circle that bound her, then stood and offered her his hand gallantly to help her cross it. As she did, magic shimmered around her momentarily. One second, she was naked and glorious. The next she was clad in an intricate gown, complete with petticoats, under gown, over gown, corset. Things that his wife took almost a half hour to get into, with help. The deep greens and reds only helped to show off her coloring and she smiled at him. The long length of her hair was even done in an intricate braid that was coiled around her head, though brazenly left uncovered. She spun in place, her skirts flaring and showing off her legs up to her knee, causing his still hard cock to twitch strongly. In a way, she was even more alluring like this, though she was dressed more conservatively then his own lady wife. There was a sensuality about her that would draw many men. He stared hungrily at her, making her laugh in delight and she waved her hand, clothing him in his own finery. "H..how did you do that?" he asked, then grinned a bit. "Right, demoness." She nodded and turned, dispelling the candles and removing signs of the summoning circle. "Exactly. And with you to feed me such delightful emotions, I shall be strong enough to give you your desires... Master." She added the last word with a smirk, then turned back to him. "From now on, do not call me by my name. A name is power. Instead, call me," she hesitated a moment, tapping her finger lightly as her features took on that of a full wolf, making him blink again. "Call me Coleta d'Andre." She said the name with delight, savoring the way it rolled off the tongue. He nodded and was already thinking of how to introduce her to his court. "Let me take care of that my darling toy. They shall all just accept me as having been there." She giggled like a girl, then gestured for him to lead the way out of the dark room and back towards the rest of the castle.