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The Demon's Disciple Ch. 01

By: BobbyZeus



Author's Note: This story contains depictions of physical and emotional torment and humiliation, that some may find extreme, with a bit of tongue in cheek humor to lighten things. This is obviously a work of fiction. What Demons call consent is not consent in the real world. The author of this story does not support any form of dubious consent outside of fiction. Though not necessary, you may wish to read my first erotic publication, "Lola and the Demon" a standalone story takes place before "The Demon's Disciple" and introduces two key characters and several premises that this story builds on.

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Ziphar returned to the home he shared with his partner and lover Bliss. Situated above the Fire Fields, a modest one story construct, with Victorian style appointments in the side of a mountain.

Bliss greeted him with a warm kiss, she tasted like sweet rose water. Pulling away she looked at his face and frowned. "What's wrong, my love?"

"Bad day. A clever mortal actually read the contract, and understood it. She wouldn't sign. And then..." he trailed off.

"Did my baby lose his temper?"

"Eh... yes. I burned her summoning book."

"OH! Did you get in trouble? Did you get fired!?"

"Bliss, No one is going to fire me." He spoke sharply.

"Oh, of course." Bliss looked down feeling stupid for asking. Then, perking up, "Well I'm sure I can make it all better." her tone turned seductive, or at least more deliberately seductive than usual.

Ziphar's bitter expression faded as he felt Bliss press against him. Her hand grabbed his cock through his pants.

"If she didn't sign, I assume you didn't get to fuck her. That must have left you feeling awful pent up, huh, sweetness?" She felt Ziphar's cock bloom to full size against her hand. It strained the seams of his pants. She loved that. Ziphar's cock was massive. It was designed to be intimidating and well beyond what any normal mortal woman would enjoy. He was, after all, a torment demon.

In no time he had Bliss bent over their elegant Mahogany table, that once belonged to a mortal prince. She giggled with glee as he slammed her face down against it, wiggling her round butt as he squeezed her throat with his palm on the back of her neck. She listened as his belt buckle jingled, coming loose, and the soft clang it made as his pants hit the floor. Then she cried out in ecstasy as he pierced her nethers with his glorious rod. Bliss was a succubus. She was built for seduction and sex and there wasn't much of anything she couldn't handle. She loved it when he fucked her hard like this. He usually preferred it more gentle at home. But tonight he was spurred by his anxieties and frustrations and she was thrilled that he was taking it out on her. He was pounding her so hard that the table was sliding across the floor. He couldn't fuck mortals like this, they wouldn't survive it. 

Though Ziphar did not notice, being focused on himself tonight, the ever orgasmic Bliss had already cum twice when he finally felt his balls tighten. Bliss' eyes rolled back into her head as he squeezed her throat tighter. She smiled when she heard him roar. Then she felt the warmth of his hot load filling her. He released her throat. She popped the vertebra of her neck back into place, and heard his excess fluids splash out onto the floor as withdrew from her. 

"You were pent up. Bet you feel better now, my love." she cooed. Cool air hit her gaping hole as she stood up and turned to face Ziphar, his cum pouring down the insides of her thighs."

Ziphar enjoyed seeing her like this. Well fucked and dripping with his seed. He kissed her, squeezing her tight ass with his large hand. Bliss got cleaned up while Ziphar changed out of his suit. When Bliss returned from the wash room she did not curl up next to Ziphar as he had expected.

"Is something troubling you?"

"I have to work. Some horny twenty-two year old has dabbled too far into magic's he doesn't understand."

"Such is the nature of this existence."

"Don't wait up." With that she vanished leaving just a scent of perfume and spice in the air.

By the next day Bliss had not returned. He could not sense her energy in the Demon world. 

Ziphar was concerned, this was not like Bliss at all. In a flash of heat he transported himself to the capital of this region of the Demon world. Specifically the white marble office Annaiel, a fallen angel.

Her eyes were closed and her head was leaned back against the top of her white leather chair, causing the golden cork screws of her hair to bunch up around the sides of her face. "You shouldn't barge in like that, Ziphar, it's rude. I assume it's an emergency but you'll have to wait a moment while I finish this interview."

Ziphar folded his hand's and grimaced impatiently. Annaiel wore a white and gold dress that was hiked up to her waist at that moment. Between her legs was an obese, olive green skinned demon. He looked like a blob of melting ice cream. His drooling mouth hung open in front of Annaiel's pussy. He seemed to be haphazzardly licking at it with his huge slimy tongue. "alright, Globrox, that's enough." She opened her deep blue eyes and pushed his head away. "That was terrible. You do not have what it takes to be a incubus."

Globrox got up on his stubby legs, "Thank you for this opportunity. I hope I can work on it and apply again."

"I'm sure that will be fine." She watched him gather his things and hobble from the massive room. "ugh, would you look at this." she gestured with both hands towards her crotch. Her pussy lips were splayed out and the entire area was covered with Globrox's slobber. She rose from her chair and removed her clothes. Annaiel looked like a statuesque Greek goddess. She had curly blonde hair that flowed down just past her shoulders in little golden cork screws, A gold and jeweled tiara nesting atop. Her breasts were perfectly proportioned for her body, round and full. Her glorious white feathered wings were folded neatly at her back. Her golden 3 inch heels clicked as she walked over to a fountain and began to clean herself. Ziphar might have enjoyed the show under other circumstances.

"I assume, since you are here, that you don't know where Bliss is either."

"I need to know who summoned her last night, Annaiel."

"Ziphar, no one summoned her last night. At least it didn't come through this office."

He narrowed his eyes. "Someone did summon her. Check the Cortex."

Annaiel Sighed as she slipped her dress back on. "Always crisis."

"Don't tell me about the woes of being in charge."

She nodded, and seemed more focused. She stepped over to a wall with names engraved on it and slid her hand across it. The names scrolled like a touch screen. "Here. Someone did summon her specifically. He did a good job of making it seem like it came through this office. Maxwell Crawson."

Ziphar recognized the name. He first read it the night he left D'Ariss.

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[FOUR YEARS AGO]

Ziphar and his partner D'Ariss put together the last the things they would need for the nights work.

Two emo punker kids, Max (a brown haired 18 year old) and Alice (Red headed female of 19 years), had summoned a pair of demons looking to make a deal. Ziphar and D'Arris answered the call. They found themselves standing in a large living room in what appeared to be an old but well maintained house. It was late in the afternoon and the sun didn't have much life left in it.

Max and Alice couldn't believe it had worked, yet, before them stood a pair of red skinned demons. Ziphar looked no different then, than he does today. D'Arris was 5'8. Like Ziphar she had red skin, amber eyes that looked like quartz, and black hair, cut like Betty Page, long with bangs. Her horns were actually a bit longer than Ziphar's and stuck out through her bangs. She had very Large E Cup breasts, a toned ass below her tapered waste, and very well defined muscles that rippled beneath her tight skin. Her body intimidated men, and that was the point. She wore a black sleeveless dress and knee high leather boots with sharp pointed heals. Unlike Ziphar, who traveled light, she had a large black purse that she kept her tools in. It had a minor 'bag of holding' enchantment on it and could hold significantly more than it appeared.

"Maxwell and Alice?" Asked Ziphar.

Alice nodded.

"It's Max, actually."

"I think it's best if we stick with Maxwell, I like to keep things formal. My name is Ziphar and this is my partner D'Ariss."

"It's a pleasure to meet both of you." Added D'Ariss. Max and Alice stood there dumbfounded. This was not uncommon, so she continued. "Now then, Before we can have you both sign your agreements, we must speak with each of you in private."

"Well actually I think only I need to sign, since you're doing something for me, right?" Asked Alice finding a bit of her voice.

"No, girl" responded D'Arris, "Two summoners, two contracts, two signatures. Boy, lead me to where we may speak."

"Oh sure, yeah, the dining room is right through that door in the corner." 

Once D'Arris and Max had passed through the door and shut it behind them. Ziphar reached into his jacket and produced a typed agreement. "All right, Alice. So I understand you want us to hex your ex-boyfriend."

"Yeah. My asshole ex, Zack." 

"That shouldn't be a problem at all, Alice. May I ask why, though?"

"Well some of my jewelry went missing, like earrings and shit. Couldn't find them anywhere. Finally Come home early one day, and there he is fucking some bitch, and the bitch is wearing my earrings."

"I see, well Alice, I think we can ensure he is properly punished. I envision one or two treatable but permanent STDs will be haunting him very soon."

"Seriously?"

"Alice, I do not joke about my work, all you have to do is sign the contract."

"Wait, do I have to do anything in return, like pay you or something?"

"In a nutshell, you just have to hang out with us, show us a good time here on earth for a night."

"That's it? Just party with you guys?"

"Pretty much, you are welcome to read it if you want."

"Nah, man that sounds cool." The contract was at least twenty pages, probably just boiler plate shit like on iTunes. Alice was stoked. She was going to get her payback, even if Zack didn't know it was her. And partying with a couple of cool Demons was going to epic. Plus, Ziphar was kind of hot, and she was on the rebound. Ziphar handed her a pen and she signed without another thought.

"Excellent, Alice. Zack should find something unpleasant has sprouted up on himself any moment now."

"No way, there's no way it'll be that fast."

"Oh, I always deliver." said Ziphar signing under Alice's name, folding the document and placing it in his jacket. He then made his way across the room and knocked on the closed dining room door. "You may rejoin us when ready." He called out.

In the dining room a similar conversation was being had. Max was holding the contract and the pen.

"Listen, Alice can't know about this."

"I won't talk about it unless you do." Smiled D'arris.

His hand moved towards the signature line, then stopped. "I'm sorry, I just want to go over this one more time."

"Of course, I'm in no hurry at all."

"So I sign this, I get a night with Alice?"

"Yes."

"Like, we'll have sex?"

D'Arris chuckled, "Yes, Max."

"Like, we'll have sex tonight?"

"I guarantee it. Max, we'll be here to ensure everything comes to fruition as promised. You are of course welcome to read the agreement, as I said, we are in no hurry."

Max took a deep breath, "Nah, forget the fine print, let's do this!" he could feel his heart pound in his chest as he committed his signature to the page. D'Arris, folded the document and placed it in her purse.

D'Arris and Max returned to the living room. Alice was sitting next to Ziphram on one of the many pieces of mismatched sectionals that lined the outer two thirds of the room. Max, suddenly, didn't want to sit too close to Alice, afraid he would lose his cool. He sat on the other side of the spacious room, very close to D'Arris. Actually it was awkwardly close, but Max was to distracted to realize his behavior was off. D'Arris didn't seem to mind at all.

Alice looked over at them, "Good for max, getting close with that hot demon honey" she thought. Max usually doesn't seem interested in girls. She had thought he was gay or maybe asexual until she stumbled onto his porn collection that one time. Maybe he just hadn't found anyone red enough with huge tits. She laughed to herself at this thought. 

"So, what do y'all wanna do? It's early still. The sun won't even set for another hour or so. And the clubs won't open for hours yet. I don't imagine you two can just walk around outside in the daylight."

"I think we would, indeed, turn a few heads, Alice." Said Ziphar.

Alice loved the way he said her name, and loved that he said it so often. Max thought that was weird. "Well, we have plenty of beer in the fridge, vodka in the freezer, and pizza on speed dial."

"Yeah, let's just stay in!" Max said way too eagerly and knew it. He needed to find some way to cool his jets.

"That sounds like it could be fun." Agreed D'Arris.

Ziphar shrugged approval at the suggestion, "We won't eat anything but I suppose drinks would be fine"

"Right on!" Said Alice hopping up to grab the some beers and order some food for her and Max.

As they drank and laughed they all seemed to be getting to know each other. Ziphar and D'Arris didn't talk about their personal lives much but had an abundance of hilarious work stories. 45 minutes passed and Alice's Phone rang. It was Zack.

"Hello?" ... "Oh shit!" ... "That sucks" ... "Well, you fuck skanks and shit's gonna happen, you know." ... "I will." ... "yeah, bye." She hung up the phone "HAHAHA! MAX! That was Zack, he just called to tell me he found a sore on his dick and thinks it might be the herp. He said it just popped up out of nowhere. You guys are LEGIT!"

"Of course we are, girl." Said D'Ariss squeezing Max's leg. His heart raced at the prospect.

As the sun was falling in the sky, and Everybody seemed to be a bit tipsy Max was becoming concerned that Ziphar seemed to be getting awfully cozy with Alice, while D'Arriss seemed to be flirting hard with him. Oh of course! This was a great plan, Ziphar gets Alice all hot and bothered then turns out to be a jerk, meanwhile Max makes her jealous with D'Ariss, but then comes to the rescue. Maybe there's a little love potion involved? And BAM! Alice will finally see him as more than a friend. At least that's what Max figured it had to be. 

Alice had put her hand on Ziphar's leg several times, and he hadn't stopped her. She was definitely in and she was excited about it. 

Ziphar was getting excited too, in a few moments the sun would set and, per the terms of the contracts, that's when their work could begin. He hadn't said much in a while. He had just been sitting on the sofa listening to the silly red head who was groping him prattle on about nothing. He was looking forward to breaking her. But there were rules. One of them was that he could not torment a mortal unless they had given some form of consent. The contract was sufficient but it did not take hold until sundown. 

An awkward silence fell over the group for a brief moment. D'Ariss was the first to break that silence. "Ah, the sun has set."

Suddenly Ziphar sat up, "Maxwell, Alice, how about a game of truth or dare?"

"I'm down." Said Alice right away.

"That does sound like fun" Said D'ariss.

"I'm game!" Max had gotten pretty drunk by this point.

Ziphar turned to Alice, "Truth or Dare, Alice."

"omg he did that awesome thing where he said my name again." She thought. Alice was feeling very bubbly. Brushing her wavy red hair back behind her many times pierced ear she casually responded, "Truth"

"Alice, when was the first time you had sex?"

OMG right out the door with a question like that? "I was 17, it was prom night, his name was Sean. I mean I had been doing other stuff for a while but that was the first." Max remembered, Sean. He wished he didn't. "D'Ariss, T or D"

"Hmmm... Dare."

"Ooo, a Bold move."

"We're a bold breed, girl."

"Okay, okay... I dare you to take that dress off."

D'Ariss Smirked at Ziphar, then without a word she peeled off her tight black dress. There she was standing in Black knee high boots, a lacey black bra, and panties that did nothing to hide her thick pussy lips. Alice and Max were surprised to see how ripped she was, given her very feminine figure. The E cup breasts formed amazing cleavage held together in her bra.

D'Ariss turned to Max, "Truth or dare, boy."

Max had seen how impressed she was by D'Ariss choosing A dare and hoped she would be impressed by him as well. "Dare"

"Strip nude."

Max's blood ran cold.

Alice's eyes grew wide. She had known Max a long time and had never seen him naked. Was she ready for that? Guess she had to be, cause he was standing up and going for it. Clearly D'Ariss was into him and she needed to be a supportive friend.

Max pulled his torn bobby-pinned long-sleeved shirt up over his head, ruffling his short messy brown hair. His stomach was flat and toned. He was pale and thin. He didn't seem to be an ounce of fat on him. Alice could see his ribs clearly. He popped off his chucks and his socks, Then he stood up. He unbuckled his studded belt, unbuttoned his torn up chain heavy jeans, pulled the zipper and dropped them to the floor. He had nice legs, toned like his upper body. "Moment of truth" thought Alice, as Max hooked is thumbs into his boxers she wondered if she should look away, but it was too late. Max dropped them to the floor. Alice's jaw might have followed. She didn't relished the idea of seeing a penis she didn't have plans to use pretty much immediately, and intended to NEVER use Max's. Nevertheless, She could objectively appreciate a nice dick under the right circumstances, and Max was her best friend so she could handle seeing his. It was a nice one. Pretty big. A good six inches flaccid with a nice thickness. She was happy for him. It was man-scaped. That surprised her. his balls and shaft were completely hairless.

D'Ariss Clapped. Max felt awkward, especially when he noticed that Ziphar was staring at his cock. 

"Um, Zaphir..."

"It's 'Ziphar,' Maxwell"

"Oh sorry. Ziphar, Truth or dare"

"Truth."

Max thought for a minute, he didn't want to give Ziphar any opportunity to impress Alice or look any cooler than he already did. "What's your favorite color?"

"Seriously?" laughed Alice.

Max shrugged, as he sat Indian style on a red piece of sectional.

"Pink." 

Damn, Alice would love that answer. Shit.

"Alice, choose"

After his first Truth for her, and the direction this game was heading, she wasn't sure she would be ready for any dare he had in mind. "Truth"

"Alice, When was the last time you had an orgasm and how?" Ziphar loved asking that question.

"Shit, Ziphar, you don't play around." Alice didn't want to answer this one, even for a guy she had a crush on. It was little too personal, but something compelled her to respond. Having not read the contract, she assumed it was the wine "Well, it was about four hours ago. I just got out of the tub, I laid down on my bed, looked at some sexy .gifs of women being penetrated on my phone and rubbed one out with my ring and middle fingers on my clit." WTF! she certainly hadn't intended to be that descriptive. This must have been really good vodka.

Max was picturing everything she described like a movie in his head. He realized she must have just finished when he got here, earlier. She had looked flushed when she answered the door... "MAX!? Oh my god!" Alice's voice snapped him back to reality. What was she freaking out about?


The Demon's Disciple Ch. 01



Alice was laughing now. He looked around and realized that noticed D'Ariss staring at his lap. He looked down and saw his dick standing at attention and awaiting orders. Alice was a bit disturbed at the idea that Max got hard hearing about her masturbating. But then she figured that it was probably just the alcohol, and the impact of anything sexual on the teenage male's mind. She felt bad about her reaction and decided to play it cool by paying it a compliment. "Jesus, Max, you could put an eye out with that thing." It was big, a bit thicker than average and a good 8 inches long. He started going soft again as soon as he realized it was getting attention.

"Poor Boy," said D'Ariss 

"Perhaps we should all just go ahead and get naked now." suggested D'Ariss

"Seriously?" questioned Alice

"The games headed that way. Just do it, girl."

Something about the authoritative way D'Ariss said that made her feel the need to comply. It felt weird like she wasn't really in control. On the other hand she really wanted to see Ziphar naked, and, when she thought about it, she really wanted him to see her naked. She didn't even mind when D'Ariss opted out of her own suggestion.

Max watched intently as Alice began to disrobe. She pulled her T-Shirt up over her head with both hands, causing her red poke-a-dot bra to rise up over her A-cup breasts. This gave Max his first peak at Alice's pert little nipples. Moments later the bra was gone altogether. He put his hands over his lap as she unbuttoned her black skinny jeans and pulled down the zipper. A Tuft of ginger hair revealed itself as she wiggled out. And then, there she was, pretty ginger haired Alice, nude and in full view. Max could have fainted. Alice didn't notice his gaze, as hers was fully devoted to the nearly nude, very fit, Ziphar, who was about to reveal the prize below his well-formed abs. Ziphar's Boxers hit the floor. His cock seemed very normal to Alice. Clearly a grower and not a shower, but she was sure he would do just fine. 

The ginger girl was staring shamelessly at Ziphar's cock when he snapped her out of it. 

"Alice, it's your turn."

"Oh, right... haha. Um D'Ariss, 'T' or 'D'"

"Truth."

"Hmmm... Do you think Max is cute?"

"Well..." she looked him over slowly, making him a bit uncomfortable, "As mortals go, he is very fine looking."

"Thanks." muttered Max.

"Quite. Ziphar, truth or dare."

"Dare."

"Get rid of Alice's bush."

"Wait. what?" Laughed Alice.

"You said you liked boldness, Girl. This is a bold game."

"Yeah but, having my, um, self shaved!?"

"Alice, come with me to your bathroom, we will do it in private." 

"Um... Okay... I guess" She stood up and began to lead Ziphar upstairs. Alice had trimmed a bit here and there, but never shaved before. "I can't believe I'm doing this." She really couldn't believe it. she felt somehow compelled against herself. She was sure it was a combination of the drinking and the sexual tension between her and Ziphar. Yeah that's it. She really was very turned on by him... He had better give her some great head after this. No, wait, what was she thinking, they hadn't even kissed yet! That had to change.

She opened the door to the large full bathroom. After they were both inside she spun around and threw her arms around Ziphar. His skin was warm and he smelled clean and manly. On her tip toes she pressed her whole body against him and kissed his lips. They made hers tingle. His mouth opened and accepted her teasing tongue. He swirled his around hers. Oh my, he was a very good kisser. Another minute of this and she was going to lead him to her bedroom. As they kissed he wrapped his arms around her, then she felt his knee push her legs apart and his thigh lightly pressed against her ginger haired pussy. Something was off though. She pushed back and looked down.

"Holy shit! Look at that thing!?" She clasped her hand to her mouth. And looked up at the pleasantly smiling Ziphar. His nice normal size penis was now a throbbing, vein covered, huge motherfucking cock. It was a good 11 or 12 inches long crowned with a bloated bell shaped tip. At its widest point, a couple inches below the head it was at least six inches wide, maybe more. Fucking him would be like giving birth! 

The wind was really knocked out of Alice. She stumbled back a bit and sat down on the toilet seat. Ziphar did not acknowledge her reaction. Rather, calmly he said, "Alice, let's complete the dare."

"Yeah." This would at least give her time to catch her breath. She just kept looking at it. It was so big and showed no signs of going down. "my, um, stuff is in the second drawer down under the sink." She stuttered.

Ziphar turned on the hot water at the sink, then retrieved a pair of scissors, a fresh disposable safety razor, and some shaving lotion. She took a deep breath trying to calm herself after the sight of his monster dick. Ziphar knelt in front of her. 

"Scoot forward." 

She slid forward on the seat, giving him as much access as she could. She quivered and blushed as Ziphar ran his handover her, fluffing up the ball of wispy ginger hair. Ziphar took the hair in his fingers and began taking out large tufts with the scissors. Bit by bit it vanished until her lips were just dusted in ginger stubble. Ziphar returned to the sink and wetted a wash cloth with the now steaming water. He knelt before her again. She tensed up as the hot cloth mad contact with the outer limits of her most sensitive, and admittedly still aroused, zone. She relaxed has he gently stroked the area making sure the hair became supple. Instinctively her hips thrust back and forth just slightly. She pretended that it was too subtle for Ziphar to notice. All too soon, she thought, the cloth was removed. Ziphar squirted some Shaving lotion onto his fingers. He massaged the lotion all around but never hit the spot she felt she needed it most. She looked down and tensed again as the razor made contact with her skin. 

It wasn't cold like she thought it would be. He must have warmed it somehow. She noticed her clit was now peeking out from between her lips. She blushed but wasn't sure why she was embarrassed at this point. Slowly and carefully he cleaned away the stubble. He even got the inner edges of her very full lips. He managed to so without ever fully parting them. He was good, he must have done this many times before. He wetted the rag again and rinsed away the remaining lotion.

Alice was aching for a release. She was about to beg Ziphar to finger her, or eat her out, or fuck her... well, not fuck her, when he stood up and said, "You're all done, Alice." She didn't feel done. "We've been gone a while. We should rejoin the others."  

"Oh, okay." She was visibly disappointed but Ziphar seemed not to notice. He also seemed to not notices that his red crotch monster was still raging. New hope blossomed in Alice. "Um, shouldn't we maybe do something about that, first?" she asked in her most seductive tone, pointing at the hovering torpedo. She wouldn't fuck him, she couldn't, but maybe she could grind against it to mutual completion?

"Oh? No, I think its fine. It's not even the first erect dick we've seen tonight and I'm certain we can all handle seeing another." He gestured for her to lead the way.

Alice made an audible whimper in her disappointment. Christ! What was this guy's deal? She might just have to excuse herself and quietly rub one out. She glanced at the mirror and saw that her face, neck, and ears were bright red. She took several deep breaths, trying to regain her composure. That's the problem with being fair skinned, there are certain emotions you just can't hide. As they made their way through the hallway she glanced down and admired the way her smooth lips came together and tucked neatly between her legs. As she came through the doorway at the bottom of the stairs and into the living room, she was surprised to find that Max was bound to one of their kitchen chairs. His ankles were strapped to the front posts and his wrists, slightly behind him, were bound to the back.

"The boy and I kept playing while you were gone." Said a now familiar woman's voice

Max turned his head and smiled at her over his shoulder. "Looks like it" laughed Alice.

D'Ariss was standing in the doorway to the dining room. "Why don't you three have some fun, I'm working on a surprise in here." She popped back into the dining room.

As Alice came around the side she caught a glint of light from Max's crotch. Instinctively she looked to see what it was. A cock ring!? No wait. A DOUBLE COCK RING!? Max was wearing a steel cock ring at the base of his half chubbed dick, the ring was fused at the bottom to another ring around the base of his balls. Things were getting really kinky here. Maybe too much so.

Ziphar made his way into the room past Alice. Max turned towards him as he entered the room. G-d Damn! It was like that scene in the opening of Star Wars. The one where the ship just keeps coming onto the screen. Max had seen a lot of porn, but he wasn't sure he'd ever seen a cock that big before. Maybe he'd google it later. In the meantime he would just try not to look directly at it.

"Well, I think it's my turn, right?" asked Alice

"No, Alice. Shaving you was something I was dared to do, so it's my turn." 

"Oh. Right..." Somehow that didn't seem fair.

"Alice, Truth or Dare?"

She looked over to Max, Well, it seems everyone has taken a Dare except me. She was very hesitant, worried about her strangely missing inhibitions, but "Dare"

"Alice, I dare you to masturbate right here on the living room floor."

"Where Max can see!? I-In front of him?"

"In front of both of us, Alice."

"Oh, O-okay, I guess."

Reluctantly she sat down on the floor. Max couldn't believe his eyes, Was she really going to do this? He felt his cock stirring but didn't want another reaction like before. Alice spread her legs, giving him a clear view of her now bare pussy from his seat a mere 10 feet away. He needed to think about something not sexy. He went for the classics - Dead puppy - Naked grandma - Alice's pussy lips were engorged, still aroused from earlier. - Naked grandpa? - she reached between her legs. Oh thank god. Ziphar had come to stand next to him. His terrifying demon dick was just the image he needed to terrify his human dick into retreat. 

Alice had touched herself many times before this. She began exploring her body many years ago. But it felt new and different now. Her skin was so smooth. She started by rubbing her lips with the tips of her fingers. They quickly parted, bringing her pussy into full bloom. With no bush to catch them, her juices freely escaped on her fingers, slickening the whole area and causing it to shine. She inserted her middle finger into herself, then her ring finger, not for pleasure in and of itself, but to make sure she had plenty of lubrication for the next part. Drawing the slick fingers out she began to massage her clit, which peaked out from beneath her hood.

She would have been happy to do this in her bedroom while Ziphar watched. But, despite her body's favorable reaction, she didn't like the idea of being exposed to Max. She didn't like the idea of playing with herself while he watched. "Ziphar, I don't think I'm comfortable with this"

"Alice, I know, but you really don't have a choice at this point."

Alice wanted to stop, but she could not. Was she really that horny? She felt weird every time she tried to stop herself, and despite what she thought was conscious effort to cease, she continued uninterrupted.

Not allowing himself to enjoy what was happening, Max was actually in a similar state of mind at this point. He still didn't know why he had let D'Ariss bind him like this. He wanted to be a good sport, stay cool for Alice. But he was sure he hadn't wanted D'Ariss to do this. The dare was totally outrageous, and then she had just left him there. She took her giant black purse and said she was going to surprise everyone. Slowly it dawned on Max that they were incapable of refusing the Demons' requests. What had they signed, what had they gotten into? 

Alice's eyes were closed. She was moaning more and more audibly. Ziphar began walking back across the room towards her. Her breaths had become short and fast in pace. He circled around behind her. Ziphar picked up that big fucking dick of his and let it fall on Alice's bare shoulder. She didn't even seem to notice. She was too caught up in the reaching the ecstasy that waited just past the finish line. "YES, YES, YES! OH FUCK YEAH! GET IT!" She called out to no one in particular.

Strapped to the chair and unable to look away Max watched in horror and guarded excitement as Alice sat spread legged on the floor, frantically rubbing her clit. Her newly shaved pussy lips open for all to see. Ziphar's hard cock, resting on her shoulder, was now dripping pre-cum onto her leg as she began to reach her climax. Her little tits jiggled on her small frame. The words she shouted dropped off and became a sustained "AAAAAAAA!" as the moment finally came. She wasn't a squirter, but a little trickle of her feminine juices flowed out. She made little grunted breaths in her small feminine voice as she shuddered in post-completion. Alice Relaxed and stretched her hand. Ziphar patted her on the head, and slid his cock off her shoulder, as he came around to her side. She felt weird. She felt dirty. Alice just looked down. She was too embarrassed to look at Max.

"Alice, Maxwell, I'm sure you're figuring it out now, so let me help you reach the conclusion." Ziphar chuckled "Honestly! You signed contracts with DEMONS and thought they were just going hang out and play games with you? D'Arris and I will give you what you want, but in return, tonight, you will give us your pain and your humiliation. You should have read the contracts, particularly the clause titled 'Subversion of the Undersigned's Will." 

This was like a blade piercing through a veil of confusion for both Alice and Max. It explained everything and it was terrible. Alice felt like a fool. She had gotten her revenge but had never considered the cost to herself or to poor bound Max. What had she done to them?

Ziphar circled behind her. He Stared down Max, "Alice, I'd like you to kiss my cock" Max shuddered when he heard this. His heart pounded in his chest yet again, as he watched the woman of his dreams press her soft lips against the side of Ziphar's engorged member. "That was nice Alice, but I want you to kiss the tip of my cock."

Alice sighed, leaned back, and craned her head, bringing her lips to the still dripping head. Ziphar gripped his cock and stared at Max, wanting to savor the look on his face. As Alice's lips made contact he pressed forward and smeared his pre-cum onto her lips and around her mouth. "fucker." Muttered Alice under her breath as she pulled away. Alice raised her arm preparing to wipe the Demon's slime from her face, but Ziphar grabbed her arm.

"Uh-uh. Listen carefully, Alice. I want you to get up and go over to Max, lean in real close so he can see my juice on your lips, then lick it all off, then describe to him how it's taste and tell him whether you like it."

D'arris stopped whatever she was doing in the other room, and came to the doorway to watch.

Alice crossed the floor. Max's pulse was so fast he thought he could hear it. He could not help but look over her body now that he had the chance to see it up close. A body he had lusted after for so long but only imagined. Alice leaned in but had to place her hands on his bare thighs for support. The sensation of having her touch him was overwhelming. In spite of himself, Max got hard. His erection strained against the cock rings. She was face to face with him now and he could clearly see the thin glaze on her lips and mouth. He watched wide eyed as her pretty pierced tongue came out and collected all of Ziphar's sticky juice before drawing it back into her mouth. "It's very salty, but also bit spicy, and maybe just slightly sweet." She didn't want to say this next part, but she had to. "The texture is a little weird but I like the way it tastes." Alice's cheeks went a bit flush as she finished speaking. She was so beautiful, Max could feel a bit of his own pre-cum escape the tip of his cock and make its way down to the ring at the base of his shaft.

"Alice, kiss Maxwell, deeply on the lips."

Alice moved one hand to the back of his head to steady herself. "I'm sorry, Max." She whispered, then pressed her parted lips against his and thrust her tongue into his mouth. Max could taste little hints of the flavors she had just described, but didn't care. Alice was kissing him. He knew it was fucked up but she was here, and nude, and her lips were pressed against his. He savored her scent and softness of her lips, and oh no... his body shuttered and he felt a tightness down below. Alice began to pull away but it was too late. Max spasmed and a stream of white jizz shot straight up, hitting Alice in the center of her chest. Alice looked down and was shocked to see Max's cock bobbing rhythmically and basting itself in its own creamy fluid.

Max was mortified and showed on his face. "Alice, I..."

"It's... It's okay Max, I understand, you couldn't help it."

Ziphar was clapping and laughing. "Priceless. Alice, come back over to me."

"Boy, did you just bust a nut? Answer quick!" queried D'arris.

"Yes." He said.

D'arris laughed too.

Alice returned to Ziphar's side. Ziphar offered her a box of tissue. She removed handful from the box. She met Max's gaze again and frowned as she wiped his ejaculate from her chest. Never in all the torment he had endured in High-School had he felt so humiliated. The demons were laughing at him, Alice had nothing but pity in her eyes as she shook her head and looked back at him from Ziphar's side. This was not what was supposed to happen. Suddenly Max felt anger. It was a burning, consuming anger and in that moment of rage he forgot himself.

"This wasn't the deal!" He shouted. Suddenly D'arris was right behind him. She rubbed his bare chest with her rough hands. He could feel her massive tits, restrained only by her black bra, pushing at the back of his head.

"Whatever do you mean, boy? You're getting everything you bargained for."

"I-I was supposed to get a night with Alice!"

"What?" Alice muttered in confusion and disbelief.

Ziphar put a finger to her lips. "Hold that thought, Alice. Maxwell, you are getting a night with Alice... and me, and D'arris." Max just hung his head staring down at the load drying in vein on his restrained dick. "Now you may finish your thought, Alice." 

"Max, what do you mean you were supposed to get a night with me?"

Max was silent. He didn't think he was capable of this level of shame.

"Boy, answer her truthfully." Commanded D'arris pinching at one of his nipples.

"I saw in the book that I could get help with my love life. It mentioned a 'night of intimacy with anyone you desired' and... I've loved you since High-school so... I figured I'd ask them for this, but I didn't know."

"Max, you're my best friend." Alice's eyes were glassy.

"I doubt that's still true." Muttered Ziphar

"I'm sorry Alice, I thought it would be a love potion or something, and maybe if you saw me as more than a friend for just one night we could finally be together."

Now in earnest, tears welled in Alice's eyes, and anger poured from her mouth. "Fuck you, Max! I can't believe you would do this!"

"Alice, I"

"Shut the fuck up! No matter what happens to me tonight, I'm going to enjoy watching them humiliate you!"

"Oh my, girl, that's the spirit!" A toothy grin crawled across D'arris's face.

"D'arris, do you wonder if Max has been keeping any other secrets from poor betrayed Alice?"




The Demon's Disciple Ch. 01



"You know what, Ziphar? I do." D'arris took her hand off of Max's chest and brought the other up to his shoulder as she came around and knelt beside him. He turned to look at her. She met his gaze, enjoying the fear in his eyes. "Boy, tell her three things you've kept from her that you most don't want her to know."

"Oh god" he turned looked at Alice, her face was red, her brow furrowed, her eyes pointed enough to cut right through him. "Alice, in 9th grade when I came over to work on our history project I snuck into your room and jacked off with one of your thongs. Senior year I paid Sean Bennet $350 for a copy of a secret tape he made of you two on prom night... The video was too dark to make anything out, though. I just got audio. And... I don't have third thing."

"That's fine, boy, I think those were juicy enough." Max couldn't even look at Alice. D'arris cackled and flicked the artificially maintained erection in his lap, before getting up and passing back through the doorway at Max's back. Max winced, for the first time he was starting to notice how painful the prolonged hard-on had become.

Ziphar was pleased with the anger in the fiery red head's eyes. "D'arris, why don't we have Alice decide what happens to Maxwell next?"

"That is a marvelous idea. Bring her around and lets have her take a look at what I've put together in here."

Ziphar led Alice into the room, as D'arris popped free the leather straps, and followed with Max in tow.

"Alice, choose Maxwell's next torment." 

The room was full of harnesses, and fucking machines of all kinds. Where did the dining room furniture go? Where did all this stuff come from? She knew what a lot of this stuff was from the internet, but one device she had never seen before. It was a table that sat about three feet off the floor. It had several straps on it. A bit more than halfway down the table was a hole. Beneath it was a small cylinder with two straps and a tube that connected to a larger cylinder. The cylinders were clear but she couldn't make out what components were inside them. Pointing to it "What's that?"

"That, girl, is the Man-Milker. Its designed to, well, milk men."

"Sounds humiliating, but does it hurt."

D'Arris chuckled, "In the cruelest way."

In the next chapter Alice and Max find humiliation to be a rabbit hole of great depth. Alice gets some payback on Max, but will it be everything she hoped? Max's contract is fulfilled. D'Ariss gets help with an itch that needs scratched. Ziphar puts his cock to work.



The Demon's Disciple Ch. 02



"Alice, choose Maxwell's next torment." 

The room was full of harnesses, and fucking machines of all kinds. Where did the dining room furniture go? Where did all this stuff come from? She knew what a lot of this stuff was from the internet, but one device she had never seen before. It was a table that sat about three feet off the floor. It had several straps on it. A bit more than halfway down the table was a hole. Beneath it was a small cylinder with two straps and a tube that connected to a larger cylinder. The cylinders were clear but she couldn't make out what components were inside them. Pointing to it "What's that?"

"That, girl, is the Man-Milker. Its designed to, well, milk men."

"Sounds humiliating, but does it hurt."

D'Arris chuckled, "In the cruelest way."

"That's the one then." She said coldly "I think that's exactly what a horny little backstabbing premature ejaculating pervert like him needs." Alice knew in the back of her mind that, per the terms of Max's agreement with the demons, he would fuck her. She hoped his cock would be so broken and battered by the time that happened that he would beg them not to make him.

D'Arris was pleased with Alice's choice and, the pain she was sure it was causing Max to have the woman he loved so happily involved in his torment.

Max didn't even protest. He was so ashamed of himself. He felt she deserved whatever Alice through at him. Max climbed up onto the table. He positioned himself so that his cock and balls dangled through the opening, still crusted with his dried flaking seed. His cock still ached. The rings were still preventing it from deflating and the one at the base of his cock was cutting into him. D'Ariss began securing his straps. Max watched Alice's face. Somehow seeing her scorn and knowing that she was seeing his suffering lessened the pain of what he had done. One across his neck, two across his back and arms, small ones for his wrists, two for his legs and ankles.

D'Ariss picked up the smaller cylander with one hand and grabbed his still dry and flakey cock with the other. "Hmmm... Your cock is too dry, boy" She reached into the front of her black panties and seemed to dig around for a moment. When her hand emerged it was coated in a slick fluid. She reached under the table and rubbed her juices down the shaft and over his head. The usually pleasurable sensation felt so wrong and misplaced here. 

Alice realized that from Max's restrained position, he couldn't tell what was actually happening. "Hey Max I don't want you to blow another load or anything but that vag juice being rubbed on your cock." 

Satisfied that he was well lubed, D'Ariss slid her hand back up his shaft and over his swollen balls. She gave them a slap as she finished. Max's body quaked and his face conformed to show the pain. What hurt more was seeing Alice's delighted smile.

D'Ariss slid the cylander over his cock. The head passed through a soft silicone ring as the end of the cylander was secured with snaps that connected under the table. Alice was watching with fascination, as D'Ariss circled back behind the table and brought up another device that was on wheels. It was a large pole with a metal rod connected to it by a wire. The rod was small but had a ball on the tip about the size of a large marble. Max saw Alices smirk grow to a wicked smile and tried to crain his head around to see what was happening. He didin't have to wonder long. D'Ariss reached over and Spread Max's ass. She unceremoniously spit on the hole, and popped the rod in.

Max had to bite his lip to keep from crying out.

"Since I'm sure you're both wondering, that part sends a small electrical current into the prostate to encourage greater releases of seminal fluid. Or for the idiots in the room, it'll make the boy cum more" D'Ariss laughed and slapped him on the ass then turned to flip a switch.

"Woh!" cried Max as the first pulse hit him from the rod sticking out of his ass. The silicone ring inside the cylinder was moving up and down his shaft. The device was also applying suction. This machine had hot-wired his body and in almost no time he felt the orgasm hit him. He hated to admit it, but it was the strongest one he'd ever experienced. Every muscle in his body seemed to come alive. Below the table copious amounts of his semen were being released and collected. Nearly a third of a cup poured down the tube and into the collector.

"That was pretty fast, Max!" Alice chuckled to herself again. All he could do was pant and look on with pained eyes at the woman he loved and betrayed.

The machine showed no signs of stopping. 

D'Ariss was monitoring the device and keeping an eye on the controls. "You're cock hurts, doesn't it, boy?"

"uh-huh"

"Use words, boy"

"Yes! It hurts!"

"Every time you cum a bit of blood makes it past the cock ring into your dick. But then it can't back out. I'm sure you see the problem there."

Alice watched with sadistic curiosity as the machine continued to pump and provoke him. She wondered how swollen his rod had become, how big it could grow. She wanted to watch him suffer the humiliation of another painful forced orgasm. She placed a hand between her legs and pulled up on her pussy, exposing her clit. She pouted her lip a bit and traced her slit with her index finger. Max's face was bright red. He was starting to sweat hard. His body lurched and heaved against the restraints. More fluid rushed through the tube. Alice released her pussy and smiled a wicked half smile. But a kernel of pity formed in her when she saw the tears in Max's eyes. Then she felt Ziphar's hand on her shoulder. She instinctively 'gulped' at his touch.

"You know Alice, I'm not usually one for toys. At least not like D'Ariss here. So, when we work together I like to indulge a bit." Ziphar stroked Alice's body with his warm hands. He gently ran them over her petite shoulders. She clenched her jaw and steeled her reserve. She tried to hold still. She tried not react, but knew that Ziphar could feel her tremble as he moved his hands onto her hips, past her waist, over her ribs and onto her small breasts. "D'Ariss's toys are such a great way to explore the physical limits of the human body." She felt his cock press against her back. The base just above her round little butt, the tip half way up her back. "Such limits are a fascination of mine." She felt the heat from his cock and the cold air pass over the patch of pre-cum that had formed at its top.

"Just do whatever you're going to do." She spoke with clenched teeth, and though Ziphar could hear the quiver in her voice, he respected her defiance.

He rolled her nipples gently between his index finger and thumb. 

"Leave her alone!" Max barely had the energy for that outburst, amidst his labored breathing. D'Ariss forced a ball gag in his mouth and secured it to his head with a buckled strap. Then went back to monitoring the controls on the device.

Ziphar just laughed and began to lightly tug at the hard little nubs. "Alice, have I made your nipples sensitive?"

"Yes." he knew he had, but wanted her to say it.

Ziphar took his hands from her breasts. She looked at her nipples, they stuck out, almost straining to do so. "My, Maxwell isn't looking so good." She looked up him, but barely had time to register what she saw as twin sharp crushing pains shot through her tits. Ziphar had placed clamps on her nipples.

The clamps were silver with an 'X' design. They had a spring at the back to push them together and latex on the tips to keep them from doing lasting damage. There was also a screw on each that allowed the pressure to be adjusted. Ziphar was tightening the screws. Alice squirmed. Ziphar knew she was struggling not to cry out. He slowly turned the screws watching the ends of the clamps push towards each other. Max groaned in his frustration. 

"Alice, if you cry out it won't hurt so bad"

She gritted her teeth

"Suit yourself" he gave the screws one final big twist.

Finally, "Good g-d!" She whimpered, and he released the screws. Between the clamps was a chain connecting them to each other.

"Alice, I'm going to pull on this chain. I want you to tell me when the pain becomes unbearable."

"Eat a dick."

Such a defiant spirit. Ziphar smiled. He placed one arm around her, across her shoulders so she would not be able to lean into the pressure. Alice instinctively gripped his forearm with both hands as he began pulling on the chain with his other hand. 

The additional pain was immediate. She struggled as her tits were pulled nip first towards Max. her chest neck and face were bright red. Her tits stuck out like torpedoes. "It's unbearable!" she screamed, her teeth clenched anew. Ziphar did not let up. "Please, Ziphar!" Her eyes were shut tight and her scream was shrill. She was sure he was going to rip them from her. She was nearly sobbing from the pain when he finally released them. Her eyes were still closed.

His arm stayed around her shoulder, his free hand came to rest on her taught stomach. "Open your eyes, Alice."

She did as she was told. Max was cumming again, though not much was coming out. She couldn't believe that bastard had cum while watching her in that state. She could see his fingers curl in agony, and though the kernel of pity remained, she fought through it to watch him suffer.

"Alice, let's pull up a seat so you can watch in comfort."

Ziphar pulled up a black leather clad, curved box, with a silicone attachment on top that filled Alice with anxiety. She recognized this immediately. It was a Sybian. Top of the line in female self-pleasuring. There were two parts to the attachment. A textured nub on the front that stimulated the clit and a five inch long "egg" shaped attachment in the middle that provided penetration and g-spot stimulation. Ziphar poured some lubricant onto the egg. "Have a seat, Alice."

Alice tried not to show any emotion as she lowered herself, silently onto the contraption. She reached down and spread her lips allowing herself to be penetrated. She sneered hearing Max let out a sorrowful groan as she did. She considered the device objectively. It wasn't a bad size for her. She felt full but no stretched. She realized that no matter how she moved, she would not be able to clear her clit from the nub. 

Ziphar picked up the remote and turned the dial that started the device. The Sybian hummed and she felt the tingling vibration hit her clit. The sensation was actually rather nice. It felt like an intimate massage. Though still attached, the clamps on her nipples didn't sting as bad now that they weren't being pulled on. Ziphar turned up the power. The sybian hummed away. The vibration coursed through her clit and the egg rotated inside her massaging her G-spot. She could not believe how good it was at its purpose. Despite herself Alice rocked her hips back and forth. Somehow the Sybian had turned her body against her. She wondered if the demons had done something to her libido. She knew she was inching towards another orgasm. She couldn't seem to get her hips to stop moving. Just as the orgasm began to take her, She heard Ziphar say, "Don't stop until its over." then she felt Ziphar's hand closing around her neck. The his other hand pulled hard on the chain connected to her clamps. What happened next was beyond anything Alice had ever experienced. The dull pain of being choked, the sharp pain in her nipples, the gentle ache in her pussy all merged with the pleasure of the orgasm she was having. The pleasure mounted the pain and road it out to the end. The result was a form of sensory overload. It was the most intense orgasm she had ever had. 

She bucked and squealed on the sybian. She convulsed and cried out. If Ziphar hadn't been holding onto her, she would have fallen off. Sweat beaded all over her body. Alice had never felt so exhausted by an orgasm. She could barely see, her juices had coated the inside of her thighs. All sense of time had been lost to her. She was in some sort of post-orgasmic dream state. At some point Ziphar had released her and she had fallen off the device and onto the floor. She had, in a way, been fucked senseless.

As reality crept back in the weight of what had just happened took hold. The humiliation of being forced to orgasm in that way was almost unbearable. She felt guilt and shame for the moment of pleasure that had been induced. Horror at the pain that had brought that pleasure to such heights. And embarrassment at being exposed to everyone present. A primal scream snapped her out of it. 

She looked up at Max's face. It was flush and red, he sweating hard. He had cum again, but clearly the sensation had become almost entirely one of pain for him. His pelvic muscles had been overworked and his cock ached and begged to return to its normal size. No more fluid poured into the collector, he was tapped out. Alice didn't want this for Max. Seeing him in this state had cooled her hot temper, and the kernel pity had blossomed into full blown guilt.

She'd known how Max felt about her for a long time. She'd also known her strategy of ignoring it had just made it worse. By no means did it excuse what Max had done. She was still angry at him, and knew she would never be able to fully forgive him, but she couldn't just flip a switch and hate someone who had been her best friend for nearly half her life. "D'Ariss! Max has had enough."

D'Ariss was tickled by Alice's apparent misconception or her role in this, and decided to humor her. She looked under the table. The collector had a good cup and an half of semen in it. "Perhaps you right, girl." Why don't we move on to something else. She flipped the switch on the milker and Max's body immediately collapsed in relief. Taking D'Ariss's cue, Ziphar turned the dial to the off position, and Alice also felt some relief 

"I think it's time for a little more 'fantasy meets reality'." D'Arris stood at the end of the table and began stroking Max's hair. When he turned towards her he could see a very large wet spot glistening on the front of her panties. The fabric clung to and clearly defined a set of fat, robust pussy lips "Boy, tell the girl if you have ever fantasized about the her swallowing your cum."

Alice's flushed face instinctively recoiled in disgust when she heard the order.

Max looked up at Alice, as best he could under the circumstances, the shamed look renewed upon his face. "Alice, I- sometimes fantasize about you sucking me off and... and... swallowing my cum."

"Boy, what do you do when you think of this?"

"I... masturbate."

"Of course you do." D'Arris laughed "Tell her how she reacts to it in your fantasy."

The words had trouble forming in his mouth but found their way out in time. "You love it. You tell me it's sweet and that its the best you've ever tasted, and... and..." He was trying not to cry now. "You tell me you want it every day." Tears began to well in his eyes, overwhelmed with embarrassment. D'Arris could barely contain her laughter now. Alice was once again feeling genuine sympathy for Max. Nothing he had said really surprised him. She knew what boys fantasized about. Though she couldn't help but be a bit disgusted to hear this described by someone she felt no sexual attraction to, part of her desperately wanted to comfort him. D'Arris grabbed the tube under the table and used it to pull the collector over to her. She unhooked the collector, and held it up, swirling the pearly white contents around.

"Girl come close, so the boy can see your face." Shaking from exhaustion, Alice lifted herself off the soaked Sybian her pussy was now noticeably redder than the pink it had been earlier. She knelt down close the edge of the table. And prepared herself for what she knew she was going to have to do. D'Ariss handed her the collector. It took both of Alice's hands to hold it. "Take a big gulp, girl, savor it and then tell the boy honestly what you think of his slop."

Alice slowly brought the cylander up to her lips. It smelled like chlorine. She poured a mouth full across her lips and tongue. Max watched with pain in his eyes as she looked nauseated. She swirled it around her tongue and then gagged as she choked it down. She didn't want to participate in his humiliation anymore but she couldn't refuse the command. "Ugh. Max, that is the foulest cum I've ever tasted. It has the texture of snot. It's so salty, and somehow bitter. I've never tasted cum that was bitter like this."

"Girl, how would you feel about drinking it every day?"

"I would hate it."

"How would you feel about finishing what's in the collector?"

"I would hate it!" Alice looked at the creamy contents in front of her. She considered the prospect of drinking it. She felt something churn in her stomach, "Oh god, I'm sorry, Max!" Suddenly she turned and heaved. The only things she had consumed in hours had been Vodka, beer, and cum. All three were now spewed out onto the floor.

"Well, Alice, I guess I win the taste test then." Ziphar laughed.

Alice wiped her face on her arm. Max felt an errant tear dry on his cheek

D'Ariss began unhooking Max. "Hmm... seems like everyone is getting tasted around here but me. Girl come here and undress me."

Alice awkwardly got to her feet. Her weary legs seemed to be tangled on themselves. She started to circle around behind D'Ariss. "The clasp is in the front, girl..."

Alice stood before D'Ariss. Despite both being of average height, their bodies were very far apart on the female spectrum. Alice was thin. Small hips and breasts on a small frame. D'Ariss was built. Ripped with muscle on a large frame. Alice found the clasp at the center of black bra and with a small inward turn, D'Ariss's breasts swung free. They didn't sag the way Alice was sure they would. Actually they held there shape almost completely as they separated from each other. Her areolas were a darker shade of red than the rest of her skin and the size of silver dollars. Alice realized she was staring at one of D'Ariss's nipple. Before she could look away a power full hand grabbed her by the hair and pulled her forward pressing her mouth against it. Assuming the next command she began to suck. "Oh yes, girl, you are quite the pet! MMMMMM!" The nipple had an odd slightly sour taste as she sucked on it. She couldn't ponder this long as seconds later D'Ariss pushed her down to her knees. Alice was now face to face with D'Ariss' soaking black panties. The sent was fragrant but not foul. It smelled like, well... fresh pussy. Alice was basically a puppet to D'Ariss's strength. "Girl, pull my panties to the side and pleasure me."

Alice had kissed girls before. She liked kissing girls. They were soft and smooth and smelled nice. She had considered the possibility of going farther than that but no opportunity had presented itself. She had always imagined her first female lover would be more... feminine. Alice peeled D'Ariss's panties to the side. Sheets and strands of her fluid clung between the fabric and D'Ariss's fat shinning labia. Alice's head was pushed forward, pressed her lips against the red slit. She felt the cold of D'Arisses fluids on her on her mouth and cheeks as her face was forced between the demons dripping lips, making it difficult to breath. Her tongue shot out of her mouth and began licking around. Awkwardly it traveled through the folds of D'Ariss's snatch. Her pussy was sweet at first but sour on the way down, and Alice was finding it difficult not swallow.

D'Ariss pulled her away for moment, "You've never done this before have you, girl?"

Alice gasped, thankful to be able to breath. Her face shined with D'Ariss's arousal. "No, never."

"Work the clit, stupid girl." D'Ariss tone was angrier than it had been "I'd hope you'd know where that was. You sounded like you knew your way around your own pussy earlier." With her free hand, D'Ariss again demonstrated her strength as she tore the panties from her. A broken strand of elastic snapped back against Alice's finger, as she was still holding them to the side. It stung a bit. D'Ariss spread widened her stance a bit so her pussy lips parted slightly and her inner folds were visible. At the top a large angry looking clit stuck out from beneath a folded hood, Alice's mouth was forced onto it.




The Demon's Disciple Ch. 02



To Alice it was like sucking a tiny slimy dick as she held it between her lips and swirled her tongue around it.

"OH YES! That's IT girl." D'Ariss began grinding against Alice's Face.

All Could do was watch. Still strapped down and hooked up to this horrible machine, and hating himself a bit more for being turned on a little by the display infront of him.

D'Ariss was humping Alice's face hard now, and grunting. Alice's lips were pressed against her teeth. She was sucking hard on the clit so it wouldn't break free from her mouth. Suddenly she felt a rush of renewed wetness on her chin.

"YES, I'M CUMMING. SUCK MY CLIT YOU LITTLE CUNT WHORE!"

The demon's body convulsed hard against her. She thought the thrusting might actually break her teeth, and being called a 'cunt whore' bothered Alice more than she thought it ought to. 

D'Ariss sighed and caught her breath, freeing Alice from her grip, but causing her to tumble backwards over her own heals in the process. "I'm ready to be fucked. Girl, unhook the boy while I position myself." D'Ariss walked towards a metal frame with several varrying sized harnesses hanging from it.

Alice was actually a bit glad to get this instruction as only moments ago she had wanted nothing more than to put her mixed feelings aside and be able to free Max from the torture she had requested for him. Alice righted herself and wiped as much of D'Ariss's juices from her face she could. Alice was on her knees next to the table Max was strapped to. Crawling under the table she examined the pump attached to Max's dick. It was no longer clear, appearing to have fogged up completely during the 'milking'.

"Hang on Max I'm going to get you out of this." She whispered.

Max sighed, whispering in a froggy weak voice. "I deserve this, Alice. I'm a monster." 

Alice finally figured out how the straps worked and began loosening them. "I don't know what you deserve, but we'll figure it out later."

The straps swung free. Trying to be as gentle as she could, she placed a hand at the base of his cock, pressing slightly on his balls. She could feel the double cock ring and the way his flesh was pushing out around it at Max's base. Gripping the glass tube in the other hand, she slowly pulled it off. Max groaned and winced in pain as she freed his punished member. Max's cock was in bad shape, covered in sweat and swollen out of proportion, it had started to turn purple.

This had been nearly exactly what Alice had wished for. Her emotions were so mixed. Part of her wanted to apologize, another part of her told her not to, that she was right to want him punished for... for trying to... rape her? Was it rape? Alice couldn't think, she couldn't get her head straight. She decided to shake it off and live moment to moment until this was all over. Climbing back out from under the table. She grabbed the metal rod. Max groaned again as she pulled it out. 

At this point Alice realized she's lost track of Ziphar, she glanced around and found him leaning against a wall staring off into some imaginary distance. He looked bored and was absentmindedly stroking himself. Alice Shuddered and returned quickly to the task at hand. One by one she unbuckled and pulled loose the straps until Max was free. 

"I think it's time to see what else that cock is good for." D'Ariss positioned herself in a low hanging rig. Straps hung down supporting her knees waist and arms, individually. A pole at the front allowed her to steady herself. This left her in a position to be easily fucked doggy style. "Fuck me, boy"

Max positioned himself between D'ariss's legs. His turgid lance sticking out before him. He placed his hands on the Demon's waist and entered her. His eight inch purplish shaft seemed to be sucked in. He could feel her muscles undulate as he penetrated her. 

"That's the ticket, boy." Called out D'Ariss as she gripped the pole in front of her to keep from swinging wildly. "Girl, climb down and suck my clit. Let's see if you remember what I taught you!

Alice climbed beneath D'Ariss her body stuck out between Max's spread legs. She propped herself up with her arms stretched out behind her and her hands flat on the floor. The position was awkward. She watched Max's poor swollen rod sliding in and out of the muscular snatch. Finding the rhythm she pressed her mouth against D'Ariss's clit. Max's balls slapped against the underside of Alice's chin.

"Oh yes, you two make such fine cunt slaves." D'Ariss's enjoyment was evident. A white froth formed at her opening and thickened with each pump of Max's piston. It dripped down to his balls and was smeared onto Alice's chin and lower lip. It provided a sour taste to accompany the smooth texture of D'Ariss's clit.

D'Ariss's vaginal walls contracted like a pulsing vice grip on Max's Cock. The pain was intense. Max was disgusted by the sight of the Demon's orgasm, the sickening way her body shook.

D'Ariss was panting. "You make a terrible couple, but a good team" She laughed as she climbed down from the rigging, and placed her hand on Alice's head, petting her as she spoke. "You didn't cum did you, boy?"

"No" his voice was week.

"Saving what you can for your prize, eh." On that note she jerked Alice hard by the hair pulling her to the floor and laughing again. "What a thoughtful boy."

Her words were a harsh reminder to Max that the cruelest torment still awaited him. A torment he had requested, and would now give anything not to have to go through with it.

Then Ziphar caught her eye. He made a small quarter circle curve with his finger.

"Oh has that much time passed? We hardly go to use any of my wonderful machines... Oh well."

"We're nearing the end of the night. Pick yourselves up and follow me back to the main room."

Alice and Max got to their feet, cleaning themselves off as best they could as they followed Ziphar's instructions.

"Alice, lie down on the coffee table."

Alice obeyed. Ziphar grabbed her legs and pulled her towards the end of the table. Her butt hung just over. The demon's cock hovered above it. Max knew what was about to happen. He knew what that cock was going to be used for. That horrible cock. That monstrous cock. "I won't let you!" Max lunged and swung at Ziphar.

Effortlessly, Ziphar dodged the attack. The boy began fall, having given up all hope of balance in the desperate swing. Ziphar grabbed him by the back of the neck.

Ziphar Dragged Max around to the side of the coffee table forcing him to sit on his heels. "Maxwell, make sure you watch all of this closely." Alice turned her face away from him. Ziphar came back around to the end of the table, he spread her legs anew. "Look at me, Alice" she turned her head towards him. "I am going to fuck you now. Maxwell, do not look away." Alice knew this was coming. She didn't plead or beg him not to. Ziphar placed his hands on her hips and slowly pushed forward. Max was horrified. So long had he dreamed of making love to Alice, fantasized about sharing himself with her, getting to know her intimately, and now he had to watch this. The dripping head of the crimson leviathan reached her gates. The pre-cum smeared the entrance of her sweet folds facilitating the massive bell-shaped tip's passage. 

Still, a cock like this was a great much to bear. "OH! OH NO! OW! FUCK!" Ziphar felt his cock stretch Alice's tight hole as the shaft began to follow the head. "FUCK IT HURTS!" Max couldn't stand to see Alice like this, but no matter how hard he struggled he couldn't make himself look away.

"Alice, you don't seem to be enjoying this." 

"It's too big" she whimpered.

"Well of course it is. You're being tormented. On the other hand let it never be said that I have no heart. Maxwell, come over here and suck on Alice's clit while I fuck her."

Max didn't want to do anything else to hurt Alice, but he was already off the chair crawling towards her. "Alice, I..." started Max. She just shook her head.

Max was now up close up close with Alice's most intimate spot, and about to do something he had longed to do for her for so long. He'd seen a lot of porn and read everything he could about pussy eating on line, in case the moment ever arrived. This was, of course, nothing like he had imagined. Her poor snatch was stretched to the breaking point by this horrible creature. The stretching had caused her clit to stick nearly straight up. Max bent down, the smell of the Demon's musk was strong, like unwashed balls and sweat. Worse, he could feel the heat emanating from his horrible shaft. He looked at her hooded clit. Max's lips took her nub into his mouth. He wanted to do his best in the hopes that it would ease her suffering a bit. It tasted salty and spicy, and a bit sweet. "the demon's pre-cum" he thought. As he began to suck, Ziphar began pushing forward and drawing back. Max focused on his task. He swirled his tongue around her hooded clit. He remembered that Alice had once over heard her talking about how awful a guy was at giving head because he was too direct with her clit. For this reason he only teased it occasionally, pushing the hood back with his tongue and flicking it before moving elsewhere. He could still hear Alice's grunts and moans of displeasure as the demon continued his slow fucking.

Under other circumstances, and if it hadn't been Max, Alice would have been impressed with oral she was receiving. Alice struggled to focus on it, draw any pleasure she could from it, as the only alternative was to focus on the pain of the awful battering ram hitting what she was sure was her cervix. Much to her surprise, focusing on Max was working. Some of the pain was being dulled by the mounting sensation. She tried not to buck her hips. Every time she did she felt certain the cock would split her open.

A white froth of precum and pussy juice formed at the opening and was inching towards the edge of Max's mouth as Ziphar fucked away. But Max stayed focused. Alice's cries of pain had dulled and he wasn't going to abandon her now. Onward he sucked and teased and swirled around his best friends clit. Suddenly he felt and hand on the back of his head. It was Alice's. To everyone's surprise, Max had done the trick. By focusing all her attention on the sensation, Alice had reached the orgasmic point of no return. Her muscles spasmed involuntarily and her abs bucked. Her fingers tightened and she grasped a handful of maxes hair. A wave of endorphins washed over her pushing away the pain for a blissful moment. "Oh, MAX! MAX, MAX, MAX!" she called out unthinkingly. 

Max couldn't believe it. In this fucked up fleeting moment he had actually done something he had always wanted to do, and heard her call out his name in ecstasy. His body too, responded as it thought it ought to, but reality returned, as he felt the familiar sting of the metal band on his aching purple shaft. 

Ziphar was laughing, he was very amused that she had actually cum. He pushed Max back but forbid him once again to look away. It was his turn. Ziphar grabbed her waste. Facilitated by her orgasmic juices he began to thrust hard into her. 

"AH, AAAAAH, AH NO! NO! NO!" She cried out

"No?" Mocked Ziphar over her protests, "Alice, you wanted this all night! Honestly, it was embarrassing. The way you hung all over me. You were practically drooling when you watched me undress, I thought you might suck me off right then and there. Oh and the way you threw yourself at me in bathroom like some dumb horny little slut? You even humped the rag while I was shaving your tight swollen cunt. I expected you to beg for it when I declined your offer to 'help' wrestle down this rager you gave me." He laughed again and pumped harder, "WELL YOU'RE HELPING NOW!"

Alice screamed again, "AND IF YOU THINK THAT LITTLE SPLASH MAXWELL GAVE YOU WAS A LOT, YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT THESE BALLS CAN PUMP OUT."

Alice could feel his overstuffed sack smacking against her bare ass as it hung over the edge of the coffee table. They made a loud slapping sound as they struck again and again. Max looked on, unable to believe how much of himself Ziphar was able to force into Alice. Then Ziphar cried out. He grabbed the base of his cock and pulled out of her, but it was already spewing cum, so much cum. It filled and coated her pussy, splashed onto her stomach, pooling in her bellybutton. Ropes of it shot out, landing on her breasts and neck, and even managing to rain down heavily onto her face and hair.

Another thoroughly glazed mortal trollop. Ziphar was very pleased with himself. He turned to Max, "I know you've been wondering if she's a good lay or not, and Maxwell, she's really just okay."

Max would have responded angrily, but seeing Alice treated this way, and feeling responsible had broken him. 

Alice, coughed and tried to spit some of Ziphar's salty spillage away from her lips. "Can I... Could I please clean this stuff off me?" She felt stupid even asking.

"Of course not, Alice." Responded Ziphar, his chest still heaving.

D'Ariss returned to the room, she was fully dressed again, and carrying her purse. "Boy, it's time for you to fuck the Girl as promised."

No, not that. Not now, not like this. "Please D'Ariss don't make me do this? Let me rescind the contract."

"What a cruel boy, you'd reject her now? When she needs comfort the most?" Her mocking tone stung him. "Boy you will fuck her as you did in your fantasies. You will hold her close, kiss her deeply, caress her body, suck her nipples, and climax in her as many times as you are able until the sun rises."

"Alice, you will facilitate Maxwell in the task to which he has been assigned."

Max stood up and came around the foot of the table. More than half her body was still covered in Ziphar's thick gooey load. Max positioned himself. "I'm so sorry, Alice." He pushed into her. It was not like he had ever imagined. It wasn't tight or soft. Ziphar had left her gaping and full of his seed. It felt like sticking his cock into a bucket of warm slime. He could feel it ooz out as it was displaced by his hard, sensitive, tortured cock, coating his balls. The bindings had pushed his cock beyond its normal limits, easily an inch longer and noticeably thicker. Still, at best, a third the girth of Ziphars. "I'm sorry, Alice." She didn not resond. He ran his hands over her hips and stomach in the way had imagined. Ziphars cum washed over them and smeared on to parts of her body it had missed as they moved up to her breasts. His hands groped at her small A cups. They were soft and topped with little hard nipples. As he pumped away at her opening, he could feel her vaginal walls start to contract, struggling to return to their normal size. He knew this wasn't by choice, just her body naturally correcting itself. As he kissed her nipples, he felt some friction starting to build. He pushed away as much salty liquid as her could, but inevitably swallowed quite a bit. Though that thought sickened him, he momentarily allowed himself to enjoy the feel of her nipples in his mouth. The feeling of cold jizz between them was foul, but max pressed against her kissed her deeply. He did not get to know the taste of her lips or tongue. Ziphar's flavor overwhelmed even that. Her pussy was tight enough now that he could really feel it. He realized he was going to cum. He pulled away and looked Alice in the eyes. "I'm so sorry, Alice."

"Max, please, just shut up and do this."

Max cried out. He felt the cock ring cut further into him as his cock swelled a bit more. His body spasmed on top of Alice's, he doubted he had anything left to shoot into her, as another painful orgasm took him. Unable to stop he continued to thrust away. Alice just looked away, even as they were compelled to kiss.

Max continued to fuck and squeeze and suck and kiss as the Ziphar's Load dried, crusted, and flaked off their bodies over a two hour period. Max orgasmed about every 15 to 20 minutes each time sounding more and more strained. Alice came once, but hid it well, not wanting to give any of them the satisfaction or encouragement. The demons just watched in silence. Alice and Max were both terribly dehydrated. Alice was in part glad for this because that meant no tears.

"Maxwell, Alice, that's time. You may stop."

Alice shoved Max off of her before he could even react to what was being said to him.

"We must be off, don't hesitate to call on us again if you have further business." D'Ariss vanished in a wave of heat, just as she had arrived.

Alice was shakily trying to get to her feet. "Alice, before I go... This is not all Maxwell's fault. You summoned demons to punish someone for hurting your feelings. He cheated on you, yes, but your wounds are emotional, and they'll heal. He will suffer for life. That is why you are suffering, Alice. You brought your suffering onto yourself, as Maxwell brought his suffering onto his self. You were both tools in each other's torment." Alice said nothing. The words as the words set in. He then turned to Max, "Well, Maxwell, you got everything you wanted. You had your night with Alice, you had sex with her, and she doesn't see you as just a friend anymore... feel free to chew on that for a bit." With that he was gone as well.

Alice and Max did not speak to each other as they cleaned off and dressed. Alice had to drive Max to the hospital to have the cock ring removed. The procedure was painful, but the damage was not permanent. A nurse told Max he was lucky for that. Both of them had to listen to a doctor lecture them on safe sexual practices.

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Back in the Demon World. 

Ziphar and D'Ariss filed the night's contracts in a large room full of old contracts. Many other torment demons were there doing the same.

"You were wonderful tonight, Ziphar. Those two were pushed beyond the brink! I doubt they'll ever recover." D'Ariss' voice dripped with glee.

"D'Ariss, you were ridiculous."

"Pardon?"

"I cannot work with you anymore. Your gadgets and devices only reveal how pitiful you are at your work. You are a hack, incapable of truly appreciating the nuances of pain."

"HOW DARE YOU! That is unfair!"

Ziphar dropped his shoulders. But his cold tone remained unchanged. "You are right, D'Ariss. I am not being fair. Truthfully, I simply cannot continue being your partner professionally or romantically."

"You can't mean that. We have been partners for 1000s of years. I saved you after you fell. Many in this realm would have let you die. An unfitting end to the great Az-"

"You two love birds okay?" A tall skinny demon with nails sticking out of his face had come around the corner.

Ziphar turned to him. His eyes chilled the newcomer to his core. "This does not concern you. Leave before I eat you, pins and all."

The pale skinned demon backed away.

"D'Ariss, I appreciate what you did for me. You have been loyal. But I simply do not feel for you as I once did. Our paths must separate here. Good bye D'Ariss."

She did not speak. She watched in silence as he left. He did not see her again after that. She transferred to another division.

That was where things ended.

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Present day. Anniel's office.

Ziphar was no fool. It was certainly no coincidence that his lover had gone missing and the name of one of the last clients he and his former partner had shared came up in the investigation.

He needed to find D'Ariss. "Thank You Annaeil Your assistance had been invaluable."

"You are welcome, but do knock next time."

Ziphar left her office. He teleported himself across the city to home he once shared with D'Ariss. Not being one to trouble himself with doors he had appeared in the middle of her gathering room. She was not home. He decided to wait. He was about to sit down but felt odd. His muscles ached. Then they would not respond. He was paralyzed. Cold washed over him and he was pulled from the demon world through the veil.




The Demon's Disciple Ch. 02



Ziphar's whole body hurt, he felt very cold, but could move again. He adjusted to his surroundings and his eyes met a smirking figure. 

"Hello Ziphar. Did I catch you at a bad time?" her tone; mocking. Not D'Ariss. A mortal girl. Her body cocked slightly to one side. Arms akimbo. Her hands at the waste of black jeans with a chain belt. One hand clasping a rope. A black shirt. A slender neck, he felt he might snap very soon. Black hair, tipped in blue, and shaved on one side, framed half her face. "Do you remember me, Ziphar?" Her face... He never forgot a face.

"Alice. I seem to recall your last revenge plan didn't turn out like you hoped it would."

"Wow, you're a quick one. You figured me out just like that." Her smirk unwavering. "I think this time will be different."

"Oh?" Ziphar was, thus far, unimpressed. Though difficult, it is not impossible to summon a demon against its will. Mortals who have done this, have generally found it to be a terrible idea.

"I've been planning this for years, and doing a lot of reading, and a little practicing." she tugged on the rope a bit.

Ziphar's eyes strolled along the rope. At the end was a collar wrapped around a pale blue neck dusted with darker blue shimmering freckles. He didn't even need to see the face with glowing pink eyes to know who it was. Bliss

Ziphar lunged with all his demonic speed. A loud crack deafened him for a moment. And a wicked force knocked him to the floor at Alice's feet. She stood at the edge of a line of sand. Alice was not the mortal girl he had encountered four years ago, but true Witchkind. Ziphar sneered, but couldn't help but feel respect her craft. "Well done, Alice." He felt something else though. Fear?

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In the next chapter plans and follies are revealed, grievances are aired, lovers are reunited, blood is spilled, and an unexpected offer is made.