Demologia 01: Rise of a Demon 02 - Sex Stories

Demologia 01: Rise of a Demon 02

... for him.

When at last they part, she looks up at him, her emerald eyes glinting with need. "Mark me," she says, and kneels before his nude glory.

Damien raises a hand up into the air, then intones "By the vile power of Hell, I corrupt you with my mark, taking you, claiming you, now and forever, that you may serve me and I command you, may The Morningstar himself strike us down if we speak false." An oily, dark, smoky purple flame ignites on his hand. Damien traces a finger down her cheek, the smooth line of her neck, then presses the flame onto her chest. The corrupt flame flares against her skin with a loud hiss, and a purple symbol is burned there, the personal mark of Damien, above and between her breasts.

Lillith arches her back as the burning mark is branded into her skin, a moan of pleasure at the pain escaping her lips. The pain is replaced almost instantly by a wave of euphoria, and she feels a new sense of belonging, of being truly claimed by Damien. She looks down at her marked chest, her fingers reaching up to touch the symbol that now adorns it.

"Thank you, Damien," she whispers, her voice full of love and gratitude. "I will serve you faithfully, in this life and in any other world we may visit together." She looks up at him, her eyes full of desire. "And when our conquests are done, when we have taken everything we desire, I will pleasure you as only you can pleasure me."

Her words are a promise, a vow that binds them together in a bond stronger ...

... than any mere contract. As she speaks, her hands snake up his body, her fingernails scratching lightly against his chest, needing his attention on her. "Take me again," she breathes, "and let's seal this pact completely."

Her hips buck forward, pressing against his legs, her lips parted and her breath hot against his skin. Offering herself to him, her body an altar on which he can defile to claim her as his possession.

Thrilled at her offer, Damien reaches down and grabs her by her horns. He brings her to her feet and pulls her head back, then lavishes hot kisses against her neck. Continuing to pull her to the bed by her horns, he turns her around and then pushes her down, bending her over the bed, her ass up. While holding her down by a horn with one hand, he runs his other hand across the smooth, supple skin of her rear as her tail waves in the air. Then, with an abrupt motion he quickly spanks it, leaving a bright red handprint. He smiles at the sight.

Lillith gasps as Damien spanks her ass, the sting of his hand followed by a wave of pleasure that spreads through her body. She arches her back, pressing her breasts against the bed, her hips lifting up and then swaying side to side in invitation. "Oh yes, Damien," she moans, "do it again." Her voice is filled with desire, and her body trembles with need.

As he continues to spank her, ass beginning to glow a uniform red as his hand impacts her soft flesh again and again, she begins to writhe beneath him. Her hands ...