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The Defiled Temple Ch. 01

By: Lien_Geller



Malika sat atop the highest tower of the Defiled Temple looking over the surrounding hills and wastelands. The cult of the demoness Lagria had taken this place long ago and sacrificed the old Priestesses Of The Light to their foul mistress during the temple's ravaging. Like all the denizens of the temple, Malika had been stolen from her family as a child and raised in the ways of the demoness. She had studied the infernal rites of her cult and revelled in the intoxicating dark magics of the sisters. Today was the first day of her twentieth year and at sunset she would take the final step into becoming a sorceress.

The ritual was known as The Tempting for she would lure a demon from deep within the dark realms and bind its soul to hers. In doing so she would command all of its magic and might allowing her to weave her own magika for the first time and take her promised place amongst her sisters.

Needless to say, Malika was terrified. Her time atop the tower was meant to give her space to clear her mind yet it served only to heighten her fear of what was to come. If a demon was raised and she could not hold it in thrall there were horrid stories told of sorceresses whose demonic companions turned upon them. What's more, although she had studied far more of the ancient tomes than the sisters she lacked their appetite for cruelty and destruction that was crucial to luring the infernals.

She had always hidden it away deep inside herself but the sisters had always seemed to guess her weakness. They laughed and mocked her hesitation to sacrifice her first human to Lagria. It had been a farmer, older than her, who had the deepest green eyes. They were eyes that had been filled with fear and as he told her of his wife and child. Malika's hand had stayed for a few telling moments before she had plunged it into his chest and that deep green light in his gaze faded to nothingness.

Afterwards her sisters chilled her by informing her they had torn apart his family when they had taken him. Malika had nodded and told them she was at ease before retiring to her room where she had wept for the life she had taken. It was not the last sacrifice she would have to endure. Yet if she had refused, if she had again hesitated then her sisters would have burned her alive for her weakness. Malika did not wish to die.

The sun was low on the horizon and Malika saw the two moons rise out of the deep blue sky signalling that dusk was upon them. She lifted herself to stand and walked slowly from the tower down to the summoning chamber where her sisters awaited her. The temple was oddly quiet as she made her way through its dark marble corridors upon bare feet.

As was the custom she stopped outside the bath house where she would be prepared by a chosen apprentice. The baths themselves had been added after the defilement at the insistence of the sisters and were carved out of the stone by the claws of the demons in thrall to them. Malika entered to see the dark tarnished marble surfaces and old crumbling pillars. The room had once been a sanctified place to the Priestesses Of The Light until the demons had clawed apart the ground and released an underground spring into the aperture they had created. The water was always near to freezing for no fires were allowed to heat the bathing pool for the apprentices. To warm the water required magic and they had none of their own, only what the sisters allowed them to practice their dark arts with under their supervision. 

Malika recalled a visit here where all the apprentices had been subject to a cruel whim of the High Sorceress. Each had been stripped and cast into the pool before the sisters magically froze it around them. They were left like that for a whole day until finally after two had died, they were released and healed. Such torments were common amongst the chosen of Lagria.

Malika looked around for the apprentice that would prepare her and did not need to search for long. She found Shanti already stripped and stood in the centre of the pool awaiting her.

Shanti was an apprentice currently in her nineteenth year and was the closest thing to a friend Malika knew. Though, the word friend carries with it certain connotations that are unspeakable to the sorceresses of Lagria. Finding solace in the company of another was considered foolish, only the power of the individual mattered. Yet to further individual power it was sometimes necessary to test yourself against another and take in a different perspective of matters to your own. Shanti was the one she had studied alongside and now she was the one who would prepare her for The Tempting.

Malika let her black silken robe fall to pool around her feet as she approached the deep water. She wore no garments beneath her apprentice's robe and the large room felt chilly against her bare alabaster flesh. Looking over to Shanti she saw her polar opposite in appearance. Malika's midnight hair was speckled with golden strands due to her exposure to magic. Shanti had short cropped platinum blonde hair that was pure of taint for her studies had not yet allowed her to wield any serious amount of magika.

As Malika placed an ivory skinned foot in the water she felt a shiver run through her. She could not help but gasp and goosebumps arose on her fair skin as she descended into the pool. Without saying a word, Shanti waded toward her and Malika felt the girl's dark flesh press against her own. The sisters had always cast cruel comments at Malika in regards to her large breasts that now pressed against Shanti's smaller and firmer globes. She felt her own hardened pink nipples brush against the dark little nubs that peaked Shanti's breasts.

It was difficult to resist the urge to put her arms around the younger apprentice, if only for the warmth her body extruded. Yet it was forbidden for she herself was still only an apprentice and such fraternising was punished severely. As Shanti lifted her hands she began to caress Malika, cleaning her for the ritual. The feel of those long fingers brushing across the most sensitive parts of her body made Malika bite her lip to hold back a gasp.

Shanti saw the effect she was having on the woman she had so often secretly admired and she quickly slipped her arms about that pale womanly figure, maintaining the façade of cleaning by rubbing her hands across Malika's back. A soft moan finally escaped the raven haired woman's full lips and Shanti suppressed a smile at her small victory. The risk she was taking was immense, if one of the sisters should enter then they would both be sorely punished for the intimate embrace.

So it came as a shock to Shanti when she felt Malika's fingertips beneath the water timidly slide over her hips. There was a moments hesitation as the fear that Shanti was playing some kind of game almost drew her hands away. Malika's closed eyes were unreadable and she couldn't see the expression on Shanti's face practically begging for her embrace to be returned. Then Malika's pale blue eyes opened and she slipped her hands forward and grabbed her training partner's firm bottom to pull her closer.

They stared into each others gaze for what seemed like hours, so close and yet so impossibly far from what each knew they both desired. Occasionally the tips of their noses would touch and a jolt of forbidden excitement would pass through them both. Shanti's hands stopped her false attempts at cleaning Malika's back and settled her palms below the slender shoulders she had long desired to trail her lips over.

The dark magic that filled the temple like some sort of putrescent miasma seemed to lift for a moment in the space between them and that was when Malika's lips found Shanti's. Their eyes closed once more as they shared a moment of sweet defiance to all they knew and found that a fire far more intense than those of the dark realms burned in each of their bodies. Shanti lifted a leg to wrap about Malika's waist as their tongues found each other and began a sweet dance that whispered of hope in that dark place.

Suddenly a noise disturbed them and they jumped out of their tight embrace to find it was only a rock that had come loose from the wall. Shanti looked back to Malika with hopeful eyes but saw immediately that the moment had passed. The poor woman looked terrified and confused and Shanti stepped back closer to her to tilt her head to the side and whisper.

"I have broken all my vows to Lagria for the hope of your touch Malika. Tonight you shall become a sorceress like no other before you and I will be yours to punish as you see fit." Though the whisper was spoken as an apology there was a tone of promise within Shanti's words that made that heat burn in Malika once again.

Before she could reply to Shanti however, the girl gave a small nod of her head and left the waters to begin dressing Malika for the ceremony. The attempt to lure the demon from the pit was based partly on the lusts of the infernal creatures and so the garb was minimal. A series of golden ribbons were wrapped about Malika's large breasts and across her hips before a long silvery transparent shawl was fixed about her waist leaving her long creamy legs bare beneath.

As Shanti prepared her, Malika longed for the apprentice to touch her in the intimate areas she was dressing but no touch came. To keep the fair skinned woman from becoming disheartened though Shanti did offer her an encouraging wink once she was finished.

Malika was left to take one last look at the nude girl she now realised would be spending the night in her bed should she pass her oncoming trial. Then she turned and left the baths and the heavy weight she felt in her chest soon returned.

- - - - -

Despite her hasty retreat Shanti's words had offered her some comfort which she privately cherished as she entered the large doors to see the sisters lined up awaiting her arrival. Upon her entrance some of those assembled twittered like harpies at the sight of Malika's obviously aroused state. The sisterhood consisted of over thirty sorceresses each with their demonic thralls nearby. Malika's cobalt blue gaze wandered toward the demons, each a towering mass of muscle and hellish power. All of them were male in shape and all were naked save for a magical obsidian collar about their necks engraved with the darkest of magical runes to keep them obedient.

She walked to the summoning circle, a large opening in the floor upon which was written the runes which would bind the demon in place whilst Malika bartered with her soul. The trick was to get the most power from the infernal whilst giving up the least amount of yourself. Maliciousness and a cruel nature helped a great deal in these bargains. Likewise she wondered what kind of demon would rise up from those runes. They were all different with horns, tails, extra limbs, no limbs and odd spurs of bone meant for the torture and murder they so excelled at. They all shared a strong masculine likeness however with broad shoulders, square jaws and as they were all naked their oversized members were also on display. Many of those lengths twitched and started to rise at the sight of Malika.

Just in front of the circle the one named Eluria awaited her arrival along with Deckler, the largest and strongest of all the demons. Deckler was the reason Eluria carried the title of the High Sorceress as his power was unheard of. He had been known to crush stone in his bare claws and could cleave a fully armoured knight in half. As was the tradition, Malika knelt before their leader and awaited her permission to begin The Tempting.

"Malika, you are today to join our sisterhood in the service of Lagria." The high sorceress' voice was low and carried a malicious hint of amusement. It cut through Malika's nerves to find the fear nestled in her heart.

"Yes mistress." She lowered her head submissively.

"You may begin the rite, though as chaos and evolution are the ways of the world we decree that your Tempting will be different from the rest."

Malika suddenly looked up in surprise to see the gleaming crimson gaze of Eluria looking at her as her tongue licked across her lips. Malika had seen that look of bloodlust before and it scared her to be on the receiving end of that gaze now.

"H-how so mistress?" Malika's honey sweet voice trembled as she spoke.

"You will cast The Tempting through the opposition of your sisters' magic, only if you are worthy to join our ranks will you be able to bring forth a demon. If you fail then we shall share your soul between us and you shall wander our halls as our dead eyed servant for the rest of your days." Beside her Deckler Grinned showing a mouth full of sharp white fangs.

Malika was lost for words, terror gripped her heart and all arousal she had felt from Shanti's ministrations fell to the wayside. Against the power of the entire coven she surely would not be able to summon even the least of demons. The only explanation for this new tradition was that Eluria had sensed her reluctance to kill and had decided she would be best used as a servant of hers instead of a servant of Lagria.

The high sorceress stepped aside and Deckler obediently followed her.

Left with no choice, Malika began casting the ritual in the ancient language. Though what should have been spoken with conviction emerged with her voice trembling. As she called out to the demons of the dark realms to come to her she felt her voice silenced by a heavy weight on her throat. She looked back, wide eyed and fearful to see the sisters all smiling at her imminent failure. Some were extending small incantations into the air designed to cut slices from her spirit for themselves.

Malika fell to her knees and lifted her hands, her whispers brought no answer from the darkness. Finally Eluria lifted her hand and the circle lifted leaving Malika to collapse on the cold floor of the chamber. With an expression of delighted hunger the sisters began to advance on the barely clothed woman and Malika felt the first icy shards of their spells begin to tear at her soul.

The cannibalism of her spirit was rudely interrupted however when the summoning circle suddenly erupted with a pillar of bright green fire. There were screams of surprise from the sorceresses as they scurried back behind their demonic protectors. Such an upsurge of power was unheard of, especially since the tempter had not finished the ancient chant.

Gasps of fear and dread were silenced however as the fire died down to reveal the tiny figure of an imp stood in the centre of the circle, his small wiry arms folded across his sickly green chest and his clawed foot tapping impatiently on the stone. His only clothing was a pair of ratty sand coloured shorts that seemed like they had survived at least three ages of the world.

The fear and shock soon turned into cruel mocking laughter as the sisters saw the small grizzled creature that Malika had apparently just managed to summon. Its narrow ugly face and small black eyes looked at them all as if impatiently waiting for them to do something. Then it finally spoke.

"Aaand shit. Knew I shoulda taken a left at the intersection but noooo. I gotta listen to directions from a three headed dog." The imp grumbled to himself as he looked over his surroundings, its voice sounded like someone crushing a slug into grit.

The laughter of the sorceresses soon became hysterical and Malika's fear turned into humiliation at the thing stood within the circle. She had only managed to tempt an imp with her pleading whispers.

The coven hooted and hollered as they started to file out of the room, no longer interested in her soul. It would, after all, have been tainted the instant the imp was raised from the dark realms. As she passed the broken woman, Eluria stopped and looked down upon her. Deckler's large clawed hand reached down and ensnared Malika's face to bring her gaze up to meet the eyes of his mistress. His sharpened claws dug painfully into Malika's cheeks although thankfully he didn't draw blood.

"We will leave you to bargain with your..." She looked to at the imp and curled her lip in disgust. "...thrall. Tomorrow he shall be tested."

The promise made Malika moan with renewed sorrow. After each Tempting the demon was tested against another to see the limits of its power. It was difficult to believe the imp would last a second against the behemoths of the other sorceresses.

They left her sealed in the summoning chamber, the powerful incantations that sealed the door shut were meant to keep the most fearsome demons confined if they escaped the circle. Now they were the doors of Malika's new prison and she was left with the beady eyed creature that had answered her call.

Once they were alone the Imp walked over to press his clawed hands up against the barrier that held him in place at the edge of the summoning circle. He looked over to the weeping woman who had once again crumpled up to lay on the stone floor.

"Hey Sugar Tits! 'Little help 'ere?" The imp shouted over to her but found she was either ignoring him or couldn't hear him.

Grumbling to himself, he looked at the floor and saw the runes that kept him in the circle. As his eyes moved from one to the next a smile formed of his pointed features that eventually blossomed into a full grin.

"Well this is just fuckin' pathetic." The imp regarded the sisters' runes with a kind of disgusted amusement.

It seemed that Malika actually could hear him since right about then her wails grew louder upon hearing him apparently call her pathetic. Her head was still firmly buried in her arms and so she couldn't know he wasn't speaking to her.

The imp looked back to her for a moment before he closed his eyes and drew a simple glyph in the air with the tip of his claw. The foundations of the summoning chamber began to shake as the image of the glyph hung in the air with a pale green light that grew brighter and brighter. Finally the Imp stuck his fingers in his ears as the runes of the summoning circle loudly cracked open one by one.

This had certainly caught Malika's attention and her sobs subsided as she lifted her head to see what was going on. Her eyes widened in shock as the little imp's magic ripped apart the prison the sorceresses had made for him and his kin.

The pasty green skinned figure hopped across a large crack in the floor and over the threshold of the circle to freedom. As an afterthought he clicked his thin gangly fingers in the air and a thick brown cylindrical shaped object dropped out of nowhere for him to catch. Casually, he bit the end off of the object with his sharp little yellow teeth and turned it around in his fingers before placing the other end in his mouth. Another click of his fingers made a small green flame appear at the tip of his claw and he set the tube alight, making thick dark smoke pour from within his mouth seconds later.

Malika had never seen such a thing or heard of such behaviour from a demon but he seemed to be enjoying sucking on the tube enough as it burned green at the other end. As he blew out a ring of thick black smoke he audibly cleared the phlegm from his throat and sighed with relief.

"Tha's much better." Suddenly he turned to face Malika and looked her over, his brows rising approvingly as he did so.

"How did you..." She began but her voice fell to shock as she looked from him to the broken circle and back again.

"Uh?" The imp's eyes had been locked on the great swell of her breasts. He looked back to the circle as if he'd forgotten all about it then to her once more. "Oh that? It was fuckin' cheap magic lady. I wouldn't trust it to hold a damn fish, let alone someone like me."

The imp adjusted his ragged sandy coloured shorts that seemed to be frayed with burn marks before popping the tube back in his mouth and walking over to her. His small clawed feet made little clicking noises on the stone as he did so. She remained laid upon the floor, too shocked at the imp's actions to move. The strands of cloth that covered her nipples had long since fallen away to leave her completely topless. Her lower half was still covered by the translucent fabric that hung from the ribbons about her waist and the way she laid on her front with her well rounded ass slightly lifted in the air was highly appealing.


The Defiled Temple Ch. 01



The imp rested his hands on his lower back and leaned forwards to inspect her face critically. His slightly crooked nose almost touched the tip of her perfectly straight one and made her nostrils flare slightly in surprise at his sudden closeness. As she took a breath she caught a lung full of the smoke he was exhaling and nearly choked.

"So, I'm guessin' you're the light at the end 'o the tunnel. I was hoping for Vegas but a house full 'o scantily clad broads is almost as good. Where is this?" He straightened up and looked about the place for something he might recognise.

"The Defiled Temple, home of the servants of Lagria." Was the response that eventually poured from between her luscious lips.

"Lagria!? That fat old bitch? Ha!" The imp grinned with amusement.

"What is that?" Malika's curiosity as to what the hell he had in his mouth finally got the better of her.

"This? Ya never seen a cigar before honey?" Taking the cigar from between his lips, he offered her a drag after breathing out some more dark smoke.

Malika wrinkled her nose and shook her head at him.

"Suit yerself." The imp shrugged it's scrawny shoulders. "So let's see, the cult 'o Lagria. Usin' magic so it's not the middle realm an' it's not Earth. I'm guessin' I've landed in Arolius?" The imp rested his hands on his hips and looked back at her for confirmation.

She nodded dumbly, Arolius was the name of the world. Where else could there be?

"Right and you bein' a whore of 'ol Lagria means you summoned me up to help you sow chaos, destruction, panic, fear an' all that junk?" The imp crossed his bony arms once more as he regarded her.

"Well I..." When he put it like that the new sorceress wasn't quite so sure. Attaining demonic power was something she wanted only to keep the rest of the sisters from hassling her. Her dreams were not of carnage and mayhem but of reading old tomes and perhaps spending more time with Shanti in her private quarters.

"I ain't got all week here lady." The imp growled impatiently.

"I don't want to hurt people anymore." Malika mumbled under her breath, everything she was raised to believe told her such words were sacrilege.

"Well then what do ya want toots?"

"I want to be left alone, maybe go outside and see the world. I don't want to be scared anymore." As she spoke her words grew a little louder and more defiant.

"Alright! Well we gotta draw up ourselves a contract don't we? Name's Pugward by the way." Pugward seemed to search himself for a pen and some paper then realised he only had his tattered pants on and snapped his fingers.

At the sound of the loud click a lengthy scroll of parchment appeared from nowhere bearing fine lettering written in shiny black ink.

"But you're free of the circle! Aren't you going to go back to the pit? I read demons longed to return home and we only kept them here by our will." Malika sat up for the first time, her immense breasts bouncing slightly in the open air as she did so.

Pugward lowered his gaze to the impressive hooters and licked his thin lips.

"Geez, yeah, can't think why I'd wanna stay around here with you instead of diving back into all that fire and screaming. I'm offerin' here, you takin' or do you wanna fend for yerself once the bitchiness appreciation society gets back?" Sarcasm wreathed every word as he looked over the contract to make sure everything was in there.

"I..." She seemed about to protest once more but then looked back to those large closed doors before standing up and walking over to where he stood. She took the parchment out of his clawed hand and looked it over.

"This says that I am to belong to you?" She looked down to him, her beautiful face turning a shade pink.

"No, it don't. Read the next bit." He took the stub of the cigar from his mouth and flicked it across the room. It burst into a small spurt of green flame where it landed and vanished completely.

"Oh!" The sorceress' hand lifted to place her palm over her heart in surprise as her eyes looked over the text. "I-I didn't think that you would..."

"What? I'm betting all the other saps the bitch brigade summoned up get to fuck their owners right?" He was growing impatient again.

"Yes but..."

"I swear to fuckin' Satan if the next thing that comes out of your yap is a quip about my height I'm gonna tear this buildin' down around us." His eyes narrowed as he looked at her. Clearly he was a little sensitive about his height.

"I just meant that..." She began to apologise.

The imp growled and jumped up to snatch the contract from her hand and read it out to her.

"I, Malika (hereafter referred to as party A) hereby pledge my body to Pugward (hereafter referred to as party B). In so far as all sexual activity of said body is to be deigned by party B. If party A should refuse party B the contract will be severed. Party B shall not..." The imp stopped and frowned, his narrow face making an ugly expression. Well, an uglier expression. "Look basically it says I get to fuck you exclusively any way, any time I want and you get me as your thrall. I'll crush, kill 'n destroy all you want. Other stuff like giving you a whole tonne o' gold an' my unholy mojo are fine too. If you refuse me at any point or if I refuse to do your bidding then the contract is broken an' we go our separate ways. I take a part of your soul as collateral and you take a part of my power. That means if I do anythin' to get ya killed then I get destroyed and vice versa. Capiche?" He handed her back the contract along with a feather quill pen he'd summoned out of the ether.

She took both and felt a small stab of pain as a sharp barb on the pen cut into her finger. She let out a little yelp of pain and looked at her bleeding digit.

"An' it needs to be written in blood." Pugward reminded her.

Malika looked down at the unsightly little imp for a long while and then back to the contract. Chances were that she was going to be ripped apart by tomorrow anyway and her chances with him were slightly better than without him. She hesitated only a moment before scribbling her name down on the paper and handing it over to him. He bit down on the tip of one of his claws with his sharp teeth and wrote his name with his fingernail.

As the contract was finished Malika suddenly felt her stomach lurch and saw Pugward's face screw up. She coughed once and found herself feeling a little queasy before seeing a bright shard of light escape her lips and wash over the imp. Likewise he belched forth a dark smoky substance that poured from his mouth and into hers. The power of the demon coursed its way through her and made her immediately feel warm all over. Magic began to crackle trough her skin and sent a pleasant tingle down her spine.

"Alright, we got ourselves a party!" Pugward clapped his claws together and looked over to the large doorway. "Whaddya say we get the fuck outta here Jelly Tits?"

She still seemed slightly flustered. Of course she had read the tomes of the ancient sisters and many described their deals with demons but none had told of the sensations that were now flowing through her. She felt incredible! Her senses could detect the mice in the spaces between the walls and smell each individual scent of the sorceresses that had recently left the room. Magic flowed through her in a way that was unheard of and curious to test her newfound strength she reached out and pointed her hand at the wall of the chamber. What she had intended to be a small firelight burst forth from her hand as a green wave of fire that completely immolated the stone it passed over.

"Jeez lady! What you trying to do, fry us?" Pugward jumped away from the immolation to press his back against the opposite wall.

"I didn't know! I've never known any magic like this!" She turned back to him now, smiling. Though her face was streaked with tears that smile deserved its own standing ovation.

"Well yer playing with the big boys now baby." The imp scampered over to the door and started to examine it closely.

"Figuratively speaking." She smirked at him, her new power bringing with it a strange light heartedness that was perhaps born in the demon and nourished by her own spirit.

He shot a testy look back at her, those black eyes of his glimmering dangerously for a moment before his face broke into a shit eating grin.

"Nice to see yer back in the game. Now lift me up, I can't read this crap from down 'ere."

Malika walked behind him and leaned down to grab him beneath his arms. His skin was slightly slimy to the touch and she wrinkled her nose a little as she lifted him off his feet to let him look at the markings on the door. The imp was only around three feet tall and required her to lift him above her head to see everything comfortably.

"Is that helpful?" She asked as he studied the markings on the doors, lifting a small clawed hand to scratch his chin contemplatively.

"Yer doin' great Puddin' Pants." He called down to her and she rolled her eyes. Lewd pet names seemed like they were going to be a common occurrence in her future.

"These doors were built to hold back the elder demons, it's said that they could even keep a god at bay." She told him, a hint of her former nerves had crept back into her throat as he'd been studying the door for around ten minutes without speaking to her.

"Bullshit. This is better than the rune circle but still amateur hour. See, the worshippers of Lagria like being evil, wretched and generally a bunch of assholes. So, only lesser demons are interested in their slutty asses. Real demons like yours truly go for innocence and purity, they're more fun to play with y'see?" His eyes lowered to scan the lower portion of the door. "Alright I got it!"

As Malika put him down she considered his words but didn't believe him. She was not innocent. She had killed and taken part in dark rites that would forever sever her from paradise. As she was thinking about calling Pugward's bluff the imp stretched his arms out before him and clapped his hands together. Then as he flicked his fingers apart the doors buckled and finally ripped off their hinges to fly across the great hall of the Defiled Temple.

Malika's eyes widened to great pools filled of pure awe. Since making her pact the pale blue of her gaze had turned blood red giving her a slightly demonic appearance herself. This made the expression of utter shock on her features and her hanging jaw all the more amusing to Pugward. He ran over on stubby legs to grab her hand and tug on her arm to get her attention.

"Hey! Might wanna put me on yer shoulders. They're gonna be pissed I broke their room of demon cock sucking." He caught Malika's attention and she laughed in spite of her circumstances before lifting the imp to let him crawl up to sit on her shoulders.

He held on to her ears with one leg resting over each of her slender shoulders. Her dark hair gave him a very comfortable seat as it flowed down between his legs to her lower back. After he settled himself he gave her earlobes and encouraging pinch with his clawed fingers.

"Giddy up Jelly Jugs!" Pugward sounded the charge and Malika ran out of the summoning chamber.

She had not previously believed in the imp's power but seeing him break the summoning circle, shatter the enchanted doors and feeling his power tingle through her body had done much to change her mind about him.

Sure enough the sisters came from the dark doorways, running behind their large muscular demonic slaves. The demons charged the pair down with deafening roars of outrage. When Malika saw them her heart leapt into her throat as thirty demons hurtled toward them.

That was when Pugward started laughing so hard he fell off her shoulders.

At the sound of the imp's laughter the demonic hoard suddenly stopped in their tracks, clearly they were not accustomed to being found quite so amusing. Leading the pack was Deckler who looked over himself and his gang to see what was quite so funny. The confused expression on the oversized brute's face made Pugward laugh all the harder.

"What are you waiting for idiot, kill them!" Eluria's screeching voice called out as she squeezed between Deckler and the demon beside him to see what all the commotion was about. Seeing the laughing imp she did a double take before rationalising the laughter to herself. "It is obviously mentally ill."

Pugward was desperately grasping onto his sides as if the laughing had begun to physically hurt him.

Malika looked down at her only hope for freedom and couldn't help but feel concerned.

"Pugward?" She called his name tentatively.

"Sorry." His laughter died down to a series of uncontrollable giggles. "It's just...well look at them!" Pointing his small clawed hand at the great hulking monsters the sorceresses had summoned he broke down into another giggling fit. Finally he got to his feet and walked to stand between them and Malika, barely suppressing his laughter.

"What? What is it?" Seeing that Pugward was apparently not insane Eluria demanded to know what he found so funny about her champion.

"C'mon, seriously? It's like a fuckin' Chippendales concert. We were wondering where all the meatheads were disappearing to from the darks realms and look, here they all are!" He shook his head, still chuckling and making his large bat-like ears flop about in the air.

Deckler took about a minute to realise he was being insulted and then roared in a way that made the large room shake with his rage. Fire burst forth from his skin like a volcano exploding and the large mantle of black horns that covered his head and shoulders was lowered before he charged toward them.

The other demons followed suit. When Malika turned to look at Pugward for help she found him holding a large umbrella and a smaller one for himself. He handed the larger one to her and then opened his own to lift it over his head. She had never seen an umbrella before but rapidly copied his actions in the hope it would cast some kind of protective shield over them in the face of the oncoming charge. The large rainbow coloured canopy opened above her head. She saw that Pugward's was bright orange with yellow polka dots. This did nothing to reassure her.

When the umbrella's seemingly did nothing Malika shut her eyes tightly and braced herself to be torn limb from limb. Then she heard a familiar click of the small imp's clawed fingers and heard several loud bangs filling the room. When she opened her eyes what she saw once again made her jaw fall open in shock.

The demons staggered and fell one by one clutching their heads, their faces contorted in expressions of agony as their skulls slowly expanded. One by one their heads exploded sending jets of gristle and gore up into the air. The final one to fall was Deckler, his massive hands trying desperately to hold his head together by force before it popped like an unsightly boil and his body slumped to the ground. Needless to say they were all very, very dead.

Each sorceress looked on with a similar facial expression to Malika's as one by one their demonic thralls fell. Shortly after each of the infernal creatures met their end their mistress soon fell unconscious to the ground often with a disturbing thud. The umbrella Malika was holding so tightly that her hand had gone white offered her protection against the downpour of brains, bits of skull and flesh that were now busy falling about the floor.

"And that, kids, is why steroids are bad." Pugward stretched out his hand from beneath his umbrella to check it had stopped 'raining' before pulling it closed and throwing it away.



The Defiled Temple Ch. 02



Malika was still clutching her umbrella tightly when Pugward hopped between the few spots on the floor unstained by demonic entrails toward the fallen sisters.

"How did you do that!?" She squeaked when she finally found her voice again.

"I told ya already!" He called back over his shoulder as he came to land beside Eluria, the unconscious former High Sorceress. "These silly bitches have been barkin' up the wrong tree for centuries. Demons don't like mortals who revel in evil. We got enough o' that where we're from." His long spidery fingers slipped into Eluria's long violet coloured hair and pulled her head up to let him see her face. "So when these idiots summoned up anythin' they were only gonna get the dregs o' the underworld like Tiny over there." He cocked his thumb over his shoulder toward Deckler's headless corpse.

Realising she was still unnecessarily holding the umbrella, Malika let down the canopy it offered and dropped it to her side before she gracefully followed Pugward's tracks toward where he was standing.

"But I've read all about the demons that have risen over the years. Some are said to have the ability to tear this world apart if they had ever been let loose." Malika looked down on the face of the former High Sorceress as Pugward peeled back one of the woman's eyelids to see that her eyes were now a glazed shade of green instead of their former crimson.

"Well judging from the fuckin' state of this lot I wouldn't be shocked if they'd made it all up. I mean think about it. Every time a chosen one of Lagria summons an infernal and gets eaten alive because her spellwork sucks monkey balls they'd have to emphasise on how powerful the demon was so the whole company didn't look bad." Pugward let Eluria's head fall back on the ground. It landed with a harsh thud against the hard stone beneath her.

"Is she dead?" Malika found that for the first time in her life she really wanted to cease someone's existence.

"Nope, just seriously fucked up. When I blew up her pet it cut her off from all that magic her brain's gotten used to over the years. It ain't a pretty experience for someone like you to lose all that in an instant. Brain shuts down whilst the body adjusts. She's alive tho', only way she'd die by Tiny getting killed would be if she tried ta kill 'im. Demonic contract stipulations and all that." Pugward walked around Eluria's body and with a grunt of effort he rolled her over onto her back.

"What should we do with her?" Malika asked, bending over slightly to see what exactly what the imp was up to.

"I don't give a shit. I was just checking out the merchandise! Look at these puppies!" His hands gestured out to each of Eluria's grapefruit sized breasts.

The clothing of the sorceress was minimal to say the least. After summoning a demon it was usually necessary for the sorceress to keep it interested in her. It greatly helped with the obedience of Deckler if Eluria kept much of herself on show. As such her breasts were barely covered. Two small silver crafted plates covered her nipples with a simple thin length of silver connecting the two behind her back to hold them in place. Likewise a matching silver thong was the only thing covering her lower half. A sorceress would only wear footwear if they were to leave the temple and Eluria's thick fur cloak had fallen open around her when she had collapsed.

Without that cruel look on her face the former high sorceress was quite alluring, not what one would call beautiful but definitely sexy. Her full lips were painted black and her eyelids flushed with dark powder. The violet hair that framed her ghostly pale face was wild and dishevelled after Pugward's handling of her.

"You mind if I keep her boss?" Pugward asked, looking up to Malika for approval.

"I-I don't..." The request from the imp had surprised her. She'd never been able to choose what she had for dinner before let alone the fate of her former mistress.

"Pleease? I'll feed her and take her for walks and everythin'." The little imp was grinning and batting his eyelids in a way that might have been cute if it weren't for his gravely smoker's voice and the fact that he was a little bit hideous.

"I don't know Pugward. If she awakens she will do all in her power to kill us both." Malika's voice was somewhat grave.

"Oh that's no problem, I'll just put her brain in the 'ol demonic microwave an' she'll be as good as gold. Promise!" The imp's gravely voice turned downright menacing and he crawled up between Eluria's curvy breasts to reach up and place his hands on either side of her temples.

Malika watched the little imp as he lifted his head to look at her for approval. She didn't know what a microwave was but it certainly didn't sound like something she wanted to have her brain placed inside. The desire for retribution was strong however. Eluria had been ready to rip her spirit to shreds and to use her as a dead eyed slave for the rest of her life, a fate worse than death to be sure. What's more she wasn't entirely sure she had Pugward's loyalty or his submission. All other demons only existed to follow and lust after their summoner but Pugward seemed to have an agenda of his own. Then again Pugward was a very strange demon.

After a few moments contemplation on the matter Malika gave him a nod in the affirmative.

"Alright! Set phasers to scramble!" Gleefully he lifted his head and closed his eyes. His long fingers pressed against the sides of Eluria's head. Thick black veins appeared beneath her pale skin along her hairline as if the imp was injecting some dark liquid into her mind. Quite without warning the woman's eyes suddenly opened wide and her mouth snapped open. Malika caught a glimpse of the light of the imp's green fire radiating from deep in the woman's throat and behind her eyes turning the dull green shade of her gaze the colour of bright emeralds. After a while the light faded and Eluria's eyes once again fell shut as she passed into unconsciousness.

Malika looked at the woman for any signs of change, the black veins beneath her skin around her brow and temples had vanished. Though as Malika drew her eyes over the rest of Eluria's body she was surprised to see that the tiny sliver of silver that wrapped around her back and over her breasts was now pulled far more tightly over the soft tit flesh. It seemed the former sorceresses breasts had grown at least two inches further out from her chest. Indeed the rather enormous proportions were almost as generous as Malika's own.

"I don't understand Pugward, why would you want her breasts enlarged?" The woman asked, blissfully unaware of the benefits a sizable chest had out in the big wide world.

Pugward turned around to hop up and sit down on the squishy flesh of Eluria's boobs. At first he seemed a little uncomfortable and reached beneath his seat before pulling the small silver plate that covered Eluria's nipple out from under his ass. Wiggling his scrawny butt to get comfortable for a few moments, he finally looked back up to Malika with a smirk.

"You got a lot to learn about the big 'ol world kiddo. What's your name anyhow?" Now that all the sorceresses were defeated Pugward now was as good a time as any to get to know his new boss.

"I am not a child and my name is Malika." She replied somewhat tartly.

"Look baby, I'm four thousand years old. If you were over a hundred you'd still be just a kid to me so don't take it personal." His hands came to rest between his legs and those long thin fingers of his testingly kneaded Eluria's bare boob.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't know demons lived that long." Fascinated, Malika lowered herself to crouch so she could speak to the small creature face to face.

"It's no problem toots. Hey c'mere a second will ya? I wanna feel yours." The imp stated, lifting his hands to reach out for her breasts.

Malika hesitated for a moment. Those green clawed hands did not look particularly appealing. The way the imp licked his lips along with the hungry gleam in his dark beady eyes didn't exactly inspire her confidence either. Yet she had signed the contract and he had more than filled in his side of the deal. Within the space of ten minutes she had the entire defiled temple to herself and was free of the sister's spiteful cruelty.

She shuffled forwards making her bountiful tits jiggle appealingly upon her chest and leaned in against the imp's hands. Each of his talons only had three fingers and a thumb, each tipped with a long yellow claw. Mercifully those sharp claws did not dig into her flesh as Pugward pressed the soft pads of his fingers against the large globes.

"Ay-chi wowza! Oh yeah baby these are the real deal." He exclaimed jubilantly in that rusted voice of his.

Malika gave a sharp inhale of breath when she felt his fingertip flick across her nipple. The pink little nub quickly reacted to being touched and Pugward watched as it hardened. He did he same with the other before giving them both a little pinch between his finger and thumb that drew a soft little moan from Malika's lips. Her eyes closed as the imp played with her and despite his rather ugly diminutive appearance he sure knew his way around a pair of tits.

"Wow, real sensitive too ain't ya?" He observed as he lowered his hands from her breasts leaving her to let her eyes flutter open and look back to him. Her face flushed with colour at so obviously enjoying what the little imp had done.

"The sister's always mocked me because of..." She trailed off and looked down at her tits as if seeing them for the first time.

"Yeesh you've had a shut-in kinda lifestyle ain't ya? Well 'ol Pugward be the first to tell ya that those puppies ain't nothin' to be ashamed of. Now you'll prolly get other women looking at 'em and gettin' angry but that's what's called 'boob envy'. You ever seen a man? A real human one I mean?" The imp asked as he summoned another cigar out of the ether and lit it up.

"Well, no, not out in the world anyway. It is forbidden for apprentices to leave the temple until we have performed The Tempting. All of the worshippers of Lagria are female." She lifted her head back up as she explained, relieved that the imp seemed to have no further intentions in regards to her body right then.

"Well when we go out into the world you're gonna be able to get almost any guy and some girls to do anythin' you want with a pair like that." Pugward chuckled to himself sending wisps of black smoke from his mouth.

"I see." She still wasn't so sure.

"We'll get to that soon enough. Right now we got this whole place to ourselves! Let's go take a piss on Lagria's altar!" The imp hopped down from his seat on Eluria's new and improved bosom to land on the ground.

"Actually we don't..." Malika was about to tell Pugward about the other apprentices residing in the temple just as she realised she was forgetting something. "Shanti!"

"Whoza what now?" The imp raised a crooked brow.

"There are apprentices still here." Malika explained before turning to run through the vast hall toward the apprentice chambers.

"Sweet! More meat for the grinder. Hey wait up!" Pugward had trouble keeping up with her as she bounded across the room on those long slender legs of hers. He had so much trouble keeping up in fact that his cigar fell out of his mouth.

Upon hearing him she stopped quite suddenly and turned back to him. When he caught up with her she crouched down once more to speak with him eye to eye. His narrow black stare met her blood red gaze.

"Now Pugward you are not to hurt them, do you understand?" She pointed a finger at him to make sure he got the point. Of course she didn't want him to hurt Shanti but the truth was that most of the apprentices were much like her. It wasn't until they found their first taste of power that the sisters usually became insufferably cruel. The apprentices lived in a state of constant fear, the hope of The Tempting giving them their only reason to live. Perhaps Malika could offer them another.

"Hey, you're the boss remember? I'm just here to protect ya and incinerate whatever ya tell me to! So ease up on the little guy already an' gimme a ride." He reached up for her to lift him onto her shoulders once more.

Malika nodded to him and reached down to lift him up over her head. His small stubby legs rested across her shoulders and he once again grabbed ahold of her ears. She wasted no time in hurrying from the hall down to where she would find the apprentices in the bowels of the temple. The higher rooms were kept for the sorceresses of course and the apprentices were often locked away for much of their lives to be brainwashed into the Cult of Lagria.

Pugward bounced on her shoulders as they ran and occasionally would scream "Yee-haa!" for no apparent reason which became slightly distracting after the seventh time. They eventually managed to find what they were looking for however as they reached the locked door to the apprentices quarters.

"Pugward, can you...?" She wasn't able to finish the request however as the little imp released one of her ears to point a clawed finger at the door. The crackle of magic filled the air before the heavy lock on the door snapped and the heavy door forcibly swung open.

The apprentices had heard the commotion upstairs and since none of the sorceresses had returned to bark orders at them they had all huddled up together in their small dining room. Unlike the palatial marble constructed halls where the sorceresses dwelled the apprentices dining room was small and stuffy. Malika had to duck her head slightly so that Pugward wouldn't be knocked off of her shoulders by the low ceilings.

Given that after a battle the sisters favourite means of celebration was usually torturing an apprentice the girls were understandably nervous. Malika saw wide frightened eyes looking at her and heard the subdued whimpers of fear in amidst the huddle of women. Thankfully the sisters had been somewhat lax with recruitment for almost two decades putting the youngest of them at eighteen so at least she didn't have to deal with frightened children.

"Malika?" The unmistakable husky whisper of Shanti's voice filled the room with the sorceress' name.

"Shanti? Where are you?" Malika looked into the huddle of apprentices until Shanti's head popped up from behind them all. Her dusky features held a fearful expression, though unlike the rest there was also hope in her eyes.

For the first time in her life Malika smiled at her friend. Shanti's lips trembled as her eyes lined with tears. Despite the tell tale crimson hue of the sorceress' gaze Shanti knew that she had not lost Malika's affection. Without any more words she ran across the room, her robe whipping up around her to reveal her dark athletic figure beneath. The two almost completely naked women clashed together and kissed each other deeply, their mouths revelling in a hunger they had long since felt for each other.

On Malika's shoulder's Pugward was almost shaken off by the impact of Shanti's embrace. Though, upon seeing his new boss making out with the beautiful bleach blonde apprentice, his eyes widened with abject glee.

"Holy shit! Malika you never told me ya liked munchin' on the 'ol rug! Way to go Sugar Tits! An' me 'ere without my camera." He eagerly watched the two beautiful women make out with each other.

The gritty male voice coming from atop Malika's head surprised Shanti enough to pry her lips away from the sorceress' and look up to see Pugward looking down at them with his pointed tongue hanging out. Her arms were still wrapped about the pale woman's bare back and Shanti had no intention of releasing her but the ugly little face of the imp surprised her enough that she let out a yelp.

"What is that!?" Shanti squealed with surprise.

"Name's Pugward, owner of the lips you were just slurping away on." Pugward extended his hand out to the girl, giving her a smirk that flashed those sharp little yellow teeth of his.

Upon remembering that the imp's contract explicitly stated that he owned every sexual move she made Malika jumped out of Shanti's arms quickly. She had completely forgotten she wasn't allowed to touch anyone but him like that anymore. The realisation left an unexpected heavy weight in her chest.

"What's the matter?" Shanti stepped back, more than a little confused.

"This is my demon." Malika explained.

Upon hearing and seeing all this, curiosity finally got the better of all the apprentices and they stood up to watch what was going on. Something like this certainly had never happened before.

"Oh." There was a moments pause before Shanti realised that Malika must have been successful in her Tempting. "Oh! Well congratulations Sorceress of Lagria."

As Shanti lowered her head demurely as was the proper way to address a sister Malika shook her head making Pugward wobble slightly on her shoulders.

"No!" She held up her hands as the apprentices started edging away from her once more. "The sisterhood is destroyed. You're all free."

The apprentices looked at Malika as if she was suffering from a bout of insanity. Some of the younger girls looked between each other hopefully whilst the more experienced among them were watching Malika awaiting the whole thing to be revealed as just another ruse to test their loyalty.

"Hey we ain't gonna wait around here all day ya know. Scram!" Pugward added helpfully.

The apprentices were jolted into action and many started to run from the room up toward their freedom. Shanti was the only one who stayed, still hanging her head slightly and awaiting her orders.

Pugward lifted his legs up from Malika's shoulders and rolled down her back to land on his feet with a small grunt. As he stood he pulled his dirty shorts up from where they'd sagged around his narrow hips and walked across the way toward Shanti.

"Pugward, remember I said..." Malika took a step forward, worried about what the little imp might do to her friend.

"I know, I know. I ain't gonna hurt her." Walking in front of the woman, Pugward put his hands on his hips and looked up at her. "Alright, so you like the boss? Well far be it from me to stem the tides of lesbian love. I just wanna make one thing clear. She's mine first, yours second, got it?" Shanti's eyes lit up with hope and she looked from Pugward up to Malika and nodded vigorously.

"Yes, I understand."

"Well then I guess I'm fine with you two enjoyin' yerselves." No sooner had the demon given his permission than Shanti had once again locked herself against Malika. This time with much more eagerness as the girl's legs lifted up to wrap around Malika's slim waist. The sorceress had no problem holding the girl aloft thanks mostly to the infusion of strength that Pugward's power had given her. Their lips found each others and melted together again, this time taking their time and enjoying every moment of their kiss.

"There's just one condition." The imp added and both women turned their heads to look at him. He could probably have asked them for the limb of his choice right about then and they would have willingly given it over if it meant being with each other.

"What, what is it?" Malika demanded, her hands slipping around Shanti to squeeze the girls tight ass.

"I get to watch." Pugward grinned.

Malika and Shanti looked from the little imp to each other and after a moment of consideration Shanti once again clamped her mouth over the sorceress' They kissed each other for a long time, committing acts of love in the temple was forbidden and Malika found that only excited her all the more. That was when an idea popped into her head and she pulled her lips away to speak.

"We should do this in the high sorceress' bed." She whispered.

Shanti's mouth fell open and then lifted into a naughty grin. She nodded her approval and slowly slipped her legs from around Malika's waist to stand beside her. The sorceress turned her head to look at Pugward who had been sat with his back against the wall enjoying the show. There was a small bulge in his shorts that showed he had enjoyed their display.




The Defiled Temple Ch. 02



"Coming Pugward?" Shanti asked before Malika could speak. Her husky voice seemed rather a little too excited. "Malika and myself are going upstairs and I'm going to lick her sweet pussy on Eluria's bed."

Malika gasped in surprise at the ebon skinned girl's lewd statement but certainly didn't have any complaints with her plan. Looking over to Pugward once again, she smiled at him and leaned down to offer her hand so that he could climb up onto her shoulders.

Minutes later the trio had once again emerged into the main hall where they found the apprentices. The robed girls were walking in amidst the carnage and gore of the fallen demons and unconscious sorceress'. Some were still evidently nervous and when one of the corpses of the headless demons gave a death rattle as gases from within its body escaped through its open windpipe a nearby apprentice screamed and jumped into the arms of one of her companions. Eventually one of them walked up to the corpse and tentatively poked it with a wand that one of the sorceresses had been carrying. When nothing happened they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Malika what did you do?" Shanti asked in awe as she saw the results of the sisterhood's complete and utter defeat.

"I hardly did anything. It was all Pugward." She had to give credit where it was due.

"Oh stop, yer gonna make me blush!" The imp put on a faux bashful expression from his seat upon Malika's shoulders.

"But, you've annihilated the entire sisterhood!" The ramifications of just what Malika and Pugward had done were only now dawning on her as she surveyed the massacre.

The wandering apprentices turned to look over at Malika and her demonic companion. There wasn't a single scratch on her fair porcelain skin and there was plenty of it in view given that the sorceress had yet to change out of her ritual adornments. Her bare breasts with their hard little pink nipples were in full view and the transparent material that covered her legs did little to hide her thin black strip of hair or the pink slit beneath it that was now glistening slightly in the aftermath of Shanti's kisses.

Almost at once every apprentice except Shanti fell to their knees and lowered their heads in submission to their new leader.

"You are the High Sorceress, Malika." Shanti voiced all of their thoughts.

"No! No you are all free to go home. You have families waiting for you out there, the records of where you were taken are locked away in the library but I can open them to you. I do not follow the way of Lagria any more."

"Way to go Legs." She heard Pugward secretly whisper in her ear. Apparently the imp was proud of her.

There was a low moan of a familiar voice that interrupted all of their thoughts. All heads turned to see Eluria stir from her unconsciousness and rise up to sit and lower her head into her hand. The first thing she noticed was that her breasts were completely uncovered and seemed to have grown in size considerably. A baffled expression fell across her face before she seemed to recall what had happened and her head snapped up to look at the apprentices, her emerald green eyes eventually settling on Malika and Pugward.

"You!" She screamed with rage and many of the apprentices fell back with fright, scrambling back toward the walls of the great hall.

"Hey, look who's awake!" Pugward clapped his hands together gleefully.

"I'll rip your flesh from your bones Malika! I'll cast your soul down to the pit to be feasted upon for all eternity!" The former high sorceress stood up, apparently unaware she was completely powerless as she stormed across the room toward Malika.

Shanti looked between them uncertainly, waiting for her friend to do something.

"Stop." Pugward's voice rang clear in Eluria's ears and she found herself almost falling flat on her face as her bare feet simply would not take another step.

There was a moment that the violet haired woman seemed amazed at her inability to move though the viciousness soon returned to her eyes.

"Deckler! Kill them!" Her high pitched voice sounded like nails dragging over smooth steel.

Pugward sighed, shaking his head before jumping from Malika's shoulders. Eluria's eyes followed him until she saw what had happened to Deckler. Pugward stopped beside the corpse of the fallen demon and reached out to grab a flap of skin at the top and bottom of his neck where his head had once been attached.

"Dur, I don' wanna put up with your shit anymore bitch." Pugward said whilst opening and closing together the two flaps of flesh and doing his best impersonation of the dim witted Deckler. "You were always shit in the sack!"

Eluria stared slack jawed as the imp mocked her and a nervous twitter of laughter filled the room from the other apprentices. The demonstration that the sorceress was powerless certainly had the desired effect.

"'Atta boy dumbass, always knew you had it in ya." Pugward gave the dead demon's shoulder an affectionate slap before turning back to look at Eluria. His grin turned downright malevolent right about then. "You tried to kill my boss. Normally I'd be injecting boilin' hot mercury into your eyeballs right about now but you've got a nice ass and my main lady over there says I can keep you. Boy are we gonna have some fun."

Malika watched as Pugward steepled his claws together and scampered toward Eluria. She made a promise to herself to try to never ever get on Pugward's bad side.

"This will not stand! I will summon all the fires of hell to scorch you from the face of the earth! I will..."

"Shut up." Surprisingly it was one of the apprentices that had spoken up. A woman in her nineteenth year called Valeska who Eluria had always taken a special pleasure in tormenting.

The girl turned to the imp, her expression somewhat apologetic for interrupting what he was doing. He only winked at her in approval.

The apprentices' words had certainly taken effect as Eluria's mouth clamped shut and her screams of vengeance turned into muffled squeaks. As Pugward stepped closer she began to reach out to claw at the air just in front of him though she couldn't move forward with her feet still apparently glued to the ground.

"Reach down and take off your underwear." Pugward ordered.

Eluria's hands quickly pulled back and she slipped her thumbs under the thin string of her silvery thong to pull it down over her legs and let it slip onto the floor. Malika watched as the woman bent over and presented her bare pussy to the eyes of everyone in the hallway. Much to Malika's surprise there was a small tuft of light purple hair above the woman's pussy and she saw that Eluria had a rather puffy set of lower lips. Given the fact that she would have had to pleasure Deckler regularly it didn't surprise her that the former sorceress' pussy appeared a little pink and sore.

As soon as her underwear was removed she reached back to try and grab Pugward to strangle him.

"Bend over, arms at your sides." Eluria felt herself follow the imp's orders, her arms suddenly feeling a magnetic pull toward her body as she bent over. Her large breasts swayed like pendulums before settling to hang beneath her and her hair fell down around her face.

The nervous giggles of the apprentices emerged into full blown laughter at seeing her being ordered around by the little creature. Eluria began to panic, her eyes darting about desperately for some way to escape as her anger gave way to the realisation of just how much trouble she was in. None of her magics were working, she felt completely normal without the presence of Deckler's spirit inside her. The great hall was cold and she could no longer magically warm herself and the imp did not seem to be in a forgiving mood. What was he going to do? Fuck her in front of the apprentices? She had certainly done much worse to them in the past.

Instead of screwing her however, Pugward reached up to grab hold of her rigid arm and hauled himself up onto her back. Bent over as she was he was comfortably able to sit there without sliding off. His spider-like fingers slipped through her hair and he pulled two long tufts to tug her head backwards. She let out a muffled yell of pain as her eyes wildly looked around her for any help from her other sisters but found them all still unconscious.

"Now, let's start with a walk." Pugward ordered as he gave her hair a little pull and she found herself walking forwards. He didn't want to fuck her! He wanted to turn her into a damn pack mule!

The little imp rode on Eluria's back around the hall, eventually developing her pace into a brisk run. Of course he made sure to run her through every single pile of demon brains, gristle and sinew he found. The apprentices were now actively cheering him on and clapping as he made her jump over Deckler's large body several times as if he were a show horse. Her large breasts bounced with every step and Eluria was terrified to feel a dark tingle deep inside her pussy at being so humiliated.

Eventually she was ridden towards Malika and Shanti and saw Shanti with her hands cutching her sides and hunched over due to the show the little imp had put on. Malika herself had her hand over her mouth and was giggling at seeing the woman who once inspired so much terror being reduced to a mount.

"Mmmmrffff! Mmmrrrrff!" Eluria's screams of rage between clamped teeth did not help her dignity.

"Didn't want to give you a hunchback with sittin' on yer shoulders all the time boss." Pugward explained to Malika as he tugged on the 'reins' of his new mount in an effort to get her to stop mumbling.

The imp's actions had given the apprentices new confidence and Malika saw they were turning to the other sisters who were still unconscious and venting their long held frustrations.

"Hold!" Malika raised her hand for silence and stillness before she had a lynch mob on her hands. "Leave them. They will be taken care of I assure you. You may stay here for tonight in any room you like except for Eluria's since Shanti and myself have our heart's set on..." She turned to her friend and ran her tongue across her full lips. "...exploring Eluria's chambers."

Shanti grinned showing perfect white teeth, silently approving of Malika's orders.

"Tomorrow we will find your families and return you to your homes." The sorceress finished.

"What if we do not wish to return?" It was Valeska who stepped forwards. "Many of us have only known this temple. I for one would follow you Malika in whatever you chose to do here."

The words weighed on Malika's mind somewhat. She hadn't considered that some of the girls might want to stay here and certainly didn't realise that they were now her responsibility.

"Hey, the boss is bushed. Or maybe she wants to enjoy some bush. Either way don't ya think she's done enough for you today? Y'all can argue tomorrow. Right now I've been promised some serious girl on girl action and I wanna collect." Pugward's words both calmed the atmosphere in the room a little and turned Malika a shade of fluorescent pink. Shanti only smiled at him and reached out to give her friend's hand a reassuring squeeze.

The apprentices began to talk amongst themselves and disperse from the hallway. Some approached Malika and wanted to thank her personally and offer their support. Strangely none of them had been so ingrained in the cult of Lagria that they felt loyal enough to try and help Eluria. Some of the girls approached Pugward curiously and as he waited for Malika and Shanti to say goodbye to them all he lit up another cigar and leaned back to rest his hands on the soft curve of Eluria's ass. None of the apprentices dared speak to him but he did leer at a few who got a little too close.

"So what are we doing with the sisters?" Shanti asked once the last of the apprentices had gone to find rooms for themselves.

"I say we get 'em some poles installed and put on a show!" Pugward offered his centuries worth of wisdom.

"I'm not sure." Malika replied, ignoring the imp since she didn't really know what he was talking about. "We could put them in the cells below the temple until we decide what to do with them. Pugward, Could you send them there and lock the doors?"

"Sure thing Sweet Thighs." The imp turned Eluria about and made a few intricate patterns in the air with his claws.

The unconscious bodies of the sisters began to disappear one by one in a series of bright green flashes. When the last one had gone the imp clapped his hands together and the bodies of the demons vanished too along with their gooey entrails.

"What did you do with the thralls?" Shanti asked as she walked across the marble floors, admiring the shine the little imp's magic had left upon their surface.

"Sent 'em to their mistresses cells, re-animated what was left of 'em and 'den gave 'em a serious craving for pussy." He grabbed ahold of Eluria's long hair again and jabbed his heels into her sides to have her skip across the hallway.

"Pugward!" Malika's eyes widened at him, horrified he would do such a thing.

"Relax! I was kiddin', they're on the trash heap outside. Their brains were smellin' up the joint."

With a sigh of relief Malika joined him and Shanti and began to walk toward the stairs that led upwards to the sleeping chambers. Pugward followed them up the stairs in spite of having a little trouble manoeuvring Eluria up them. She didn't seem to be able to keep bent over and walk up a staircase at the same time. Pugward had to crawl up on her shoulders so she could stand up straight and carry him along with them. It was an incredible comfort to her back when he told her she could straighten up. It wasn't just the imp sat on her back but also the weight from her engorged boobs that made the position so uncomfortable.

"Eluria, lead us to your rooms." Malika ordered as she discovered the higher levels of the temple to be much more complex than she had thought. On her previous visit she had been taken straight up a long spiral staircase to the tallest tower and wasn't able to appreciate just how much like a labyrinth the place was.

"Mrrrrff!" The former high sorceress looked as if she was ready to flay someone.

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That didn't stop her obediently walking them to her rooms however and they stopped in front of the doors. Without her magic she couldn't open them herself and had to rely on the imp to send a surge of energy forward that blew them wide open.

Malika suddenly giggled uncontrollably and Pugward turned to see Shanti running her fingertips under the woman's arms before reaching up to cup her large bare tits and squeeze enticingly. The pair seemed to forget about Pugward and Eluria and stumbled into the room fumbling with each other's garments. Luckily all Malika had to do was slide the apprentice robe from Malika's shoulders and the girl was completely naked once again. For her part, Shanti became annoyed with the flimsy belt that held Malika's skirt together and ripped it open.

"Now we're cookin'." Pugward observed lecherously. "Put me down over there. Gently."

Eluria felt her hands reach up to carefully lift him from her shoulders and carry him over to the leather seat that overlooked the bed. His skin felt a little rough and scaly beneath her fingers and she found that after holding him her hands were coated in a thin layer of clear slime.

Malika and Shanti fell onto the silk sheets of the bed in each other's arms. Their hands traced exploring caresses across their bodies. Shanti felt so firm and strong against her slender fingers and Malika found herself letting her fingertips follow the well defined distinctly feminine musculature of the girl beneath her. Likewise Shanti's hands couldn't keep themselves away from Malika's creamy tits. She found she could draw the sweetest moans from between those full lips if she lightly pinched the hardened pink nipples on those incredible tits.

It wasn't long before Malika lowered herself to lie atop her new lover, her light alabaster skin contrasting against the rich dark hue of Shanti's. Their soft breasts mushed together as their mouths once again re-discovered the pleasures of their kiss. They were completely lost to the world, knowing only the touch of the other and the desperate need that was growing within them.

Pugward watched the whole thing with a perverted gleam in his eyes.

"This is way better than the pay-per-view shit on cable." He confided to no one in particular as he slid his shorts down his stumpy legs.

Eluria couldn't help but see the imp's small cock resting against his thigh. In proportion she supposed he might have been quite well hung but since he was only three feet tall it was still only two and a half inches. It was the same shade of sickly green as the rest of him with a few darker green spots along the length that she supposed were either natural colourations of his skin or possibly marks of disease.

The naked imp slouched back upon the seat, his cock slowly growing harder between his legs as he watched the two women attempt to devour each other. His long wiry arms stretched out beside him as he took in the view with a rusty sigh of contentment. Beside him Eluria stood fixed to the spot, unable to move or speak and still stark naked as she looked between the imp and the two women currently busy messing up her bed sheets.

"Hey bitch, whilst you're hangin' about why don't ya get me a beer?" Turned his head to look at Eluria.

The woman didn't move. Though she couldn't disobey him the woman simply didn't know where to find any beer. She had none stocked in the temple and without Deckler to transport her she didn't even know where the nearest village was off the top of her head. 

"What!? No beer! You gotta be kiddin' me!? An' I hate conjured crap too. Always tastes like freakin' ash." One of his arms moved to allow him to scratch the end of his chin as he considered his options.

Shanti suddenly grabbed Malika's wrists in her hands and pinned them over the woman's head. Their searing kiss ended and their gazes met once more. The younger woman rolled off Malika before turning about and lowering her head toward her sweet prize. As Malika felt the hold on her wrists subside Shanti swung her leg over to allow the sorceress' crimson coloured eyes to look up between those thighs. She saw Shanti's dark pussy lips swollen with arousal and flanking the rich pink folds of her glistening slit. Malika slowly lifted her head to kiss those lips and taste her first pussy but was halted as she felt Shanti's mouth descend on her own highly aroused cunt. The feel of a tongue lapping against her so eagerly made Malika moan with delight, her heat of her breath caressed Shanti's most sensitive places. After a moment in which she savoured the pleasure she went to return it, opening her mouth to slip her tongue deep into the sticky sweet pussy of her friend. They were both inexperienced but made up for it with enthusiasm as they experienced sudden sharp jolts of intense pleasure and found each other's sweet spots.

Pugward watched all this and then looked back to Eluria. She did not like the look on his face one bit.

"I know what I wanna drink of. Put one of your feet up here." He ordered her patting the leather covered seat next to him.

She shuddered at the thought but found herself lifting one of her legs to place a bare foot where he had told her. This had the notable effect of presenting him with her own puffed up pussy and betraying her arousal at being shown off like a mare. A single drop of her juices trickled down along her inner thigh and the imp reached out to wipe it up with his finger.

"Mmmrrrff!" She screamed at him through jaws that would not open, her eyes bulged with renewed fury at being sampled in such a way.

Pugward lifted the finger to his mouth and licked off her juices like a connoisseur sampling a fine wine. He didn't spit it out after he'd finished tasting.




The Defiled Temple Ch. 02



"Well it ain't exactly beer but I guess it'll have ta do won't it?"

With that the little imp opened his mouth and let his tongue slide out, inch after inch of the long muscle slipped out of him and toward her waiting pussy. It was the colour of crude oil and Eluria could smell his stale breath upon it. Then as the pointed tip lightly flicked over the little pink nub of her clitoris Eluria felt her knees almost buckle at the electric thrill she felt. Pugward continued to lick and lightly flicker his tongue across her wet lower lips as his gaze turned to look and see what his mistress was up to.

Both Malika and Shanti were eagerly lapping at each other's soaking pussies. A small duet of soft moans muffled between their respective thighs had begun as their tongues explored each others hot spots. Malika found the whole experience astounding and cursed herself for not risking it sooner. Instead of learning the old lore of the sister's of Lagria with Shanti she could have been sharing with her all the delights of her sodden cunt. They both learned how to eat pussy as they went, mirroring each other's actions as they discovered new tricks for their tongues to play on their slick pink flesh.

Pugward shifted his attention from the pair of them back to Eluria who was now desperately trying to keep the look of outrage on her face despite experiencing one of the most incredible sensations of her life. It seemed the imp loved the taste of pussy juice and he knew just how to draw it from the fount. His long talented tongue wriggled inside her in ways that normally would have made her scream with passionate delight. Her eyes lowered and she saw her own cunt honey begin to trickle down Pugward's long tongue and into his mouth. Her teeth clenched tightly together and her eyes squeezed shut but she couldn't help but succumb. Those long legs of hers shuddered and she threw her head back to let out a muffled scream through her sealed mouth as she experienced the most powerful orgasm of her life. The imp watched her and drank the sweet nectar that flowed from her pussy to his mouth. Once he had quenched his thirst and left her trembling in the aftermath of her orgasm his tongue slipped from inside her. For a long while he looked at Eluria with those little black eyes of his until he finally patted the seat beside him and allowed her to sit down next to him.

This gave them both time to watch Malika and Shanti lick each other to their own peak. The pale skinned woman was the first and she could not hold her lips to Shanti's pussy any longer, instead moaning aloud and arching her back to thrust her large tits up against her lover. Shanti took Malika to soaring heights of ecstasy as she continued to lick at the woman's swollen little clit until finally Malika calmed enough to return the favour. It was then Shanti's turn to lift her head and let out a cry as her orgasm left her trembling as she laid upon Malika's body whilst the sorceress feasted on the flowing juices of her pussy.

As this was happening Eluria watched, fresh fury boiling up inside her as the insolent whelps soiled her bed with their heated display. Her gaze shifted back to Pugward though she still couldn't move to harm him what she saw made her balk with shock. That small green cock of his had grown several times its original size and was now around eight to nine inches in length and much thicker than it had been. It looked direly out of proportion on his body and yet more than ready for action.

"By the gods!" Shanti's voice was the one that broke the silence. She had rolled off from Malika to catch her breath when she noticed the proportions of Pugward's member. She stared at it with wide eyed surprise.

"What? I got pussy gunk on my face?" Pugward wiped his mouth testingly.

"I think she's just surprised by your..." Malika blushed as she spoke, she too had now noticed the prominent mast on the imp.

"Uh? Oh yeah! What you think big surprises don't come in small packages?" The imp grinned and stood up on the seat, waving his cock in front of him proudly. Then he turned to Eluria and gave her ass a smack. "Hey bitch, why don't ya take me over to the bed?"

Obediently and with murder in her eyes, Eluria lifted Pugward up in her arms and carried him over to the bed where he moved to sit on the edge of the headboard. Both Malika and Shanti turned around to kneel up and look at Pugward, it seemed the imp was indeed full of surprises.

"He is certainly an odd little thing Malika." Shanti observed as she looked him over.

"Hey, I'm sat right here!" Pugward complained, raising his arms as if to draw attention to himself as Shanti started talking about him.

"But you are an odd little thing Pugward." Malika told him as she scooted over on the bed and placed a little kiss on the top of his head directly between his large ears.

As the stunning sorceress leaned forwards Pugward found himself in boob heaven as Malika's large round tits were thrust toward him. It didn't take long for his hands to start exploring that bountiful chest, his long fingers lightly stroking across the smooth creamy flesh. Malika felt his claws beginning to wander and remained where she was to allow him to cop a feel. Her head turned to look over her shoulder and she smirked at Shanti who returned the smile and crawled over beside her on the bed.

"An odd little imp who has such great power. Enough to wipe out the sisterhood. To render the High Sorceress a puppet..." Shanti turned to look at Eluria who was left to stand stock still beside the bed and watch them play.

"Mmmmmmmrrrrfff!" The former sorceress' usual response made Shanti giggle with delight.

Pugward had long since lost interest in Shanti's musings on him and was currently in the process of wrapping his mouth about one of Malika's pink nipples. He began sucking on the little nub with zeal. The pale skinned beauty closed her eyes and drew in a sharp hiss of breath as the imp sucked on her sensitive tits, moving from one to the other as if he couldn't get enough of either.

Malika lifted herself up and wrapped her arms around Pugward to hold him closer to her chest before lying down on her side allowing him to lay and suck as he pleased. Shanti watched as the imp rolled onto his back, his head turned with that large cock pointing right up into the air. A wicked thought entered her mind and she moved herself to lay opposite Malika, her own dark skinned tits pressing against Pugward's opposite side. Upon feeling the girl lie down beside him Pugward let Malika's nipple pop out of his mouth and turned his head to see what Shanti was up to.

He saw her fingers move to wrap around his cock and gently stroke along its length. She moved her hand along his flesh with a gentle inquisitive touch. After all Shanti did not know exactly what to do with a cock and so simply imitated Pugwards own actions with it.

"Shit darlin', keep that up an' you can call me anythin' you like." Pugward grunted, obviously referring to her quip about him being an odd little thing.

Malika opened her eyes to see what was going on and looked down to see what Shanti's hand was up to. Like the apprentice she had never touched a cock before, the demons that Pugward had destroyed could only screw their summoner. The sorceresses prevented the demons from having their way with any other but them in an attempt to retain the creature's absolute loyalty. She had read about how to please the demon however as a final part of her preparation for The Tempting. Malika didn't feel she needed to stop Shanti to retain Pugward's loyalty. After all, the imp had shared her with another so it was only fair she did the same for him.

It is perhaps important to note here that though the ladies found Pugward far from attractive they had been raised to believe an enormous demon would ravage them in exchange for its power. The sexual aspect of becoming a sorceress was known to all apprentices once they reached their eighteenth year and was taken as common knowledge amongst them. The human men they knew were only to be pitied and sacraficed as gifts to their demoness. So it was not considered odd for them to be laid in bed pleasuring an imp. After all compared to the oversized monsters that the sorceresses usually needed to pleasure Pugward was a veritable gift and his man sized cock, although generously proportioned, seemed more suited to pleasuring a woman than the giant skewers of the other demons.

Given the fact that he had helped them escape their dark fates and allowed them to be with each other the two women were quite happy to entertain the imp as much as he liked. So when Malika's hand joined Shanti's in stroking his cock and he felt Malika's fingertip lightly tickle that sweet spot just beneath the head of his length it was not surprising. Both Shanti and Malika looked over his head to each other and grinned, holding back laughter as they teased him. They both found playing with his cock to be quite amusing, though Malika was blushing furiously.

For his part Pugward didn't much care that they were stifling giggles, he was happily floating on a wave of pleasure as the two women stroked, tickled and teased his cock. Then when they slid closer together and squeezed their tits around his body he groaned and released himself. Shanti squealed with surprise as his black sticky gunk spewed out of the tip of that cock and across her wrist. Squirt after squirt burst forth as he emptied his balls toward the ceiling and his cum splashed across his belly as well as landing across Malika's hip and over her side before the final spurt smacked Shanti right on the cheek and dribbled into her open mouth.

For a moment Shanti's surprise turned into anger at being squirted by the black gooey cum though soon after that expression turned contemplative as she swirled Pugward's cum around him her mouth before she finally spoke.

"Mmmm! This is actually quite good. Tastes like..." The word she was looking for was liquorice but Shanti had never tasted liquorice so she simply trailed off.

Malika who knew what would happen was less surprised by the eruption than Shani seeming to enjoy it. She curled her lip a little and Pugward's head popped out from between their collective cleavage to grin up at her.

"I don't really know, I mean it doesn't look..." But Malika never got to finish her utterance as Shanti lunged forward and kissed her quickly.

Naturally Malika eagerly fell into step with the kiss as instinct told her to though she soon found that Shanti had kept some of Pugward's treat in her mouth. Much like her lover before her the first reaction was of disgust followed by intrigue and then finally eagerness to share in the taste. When their mouths finally disengaged they began wiping and licking up the rest of what the imp had given them until they were pretty clean. Pugward's cock fell back to its small normal size that was tiny in comparison to its full length. When Malika and Shani finished cleaning themselves with their mouths and fingers they looked down between them to find the imp fast asleep. They shared one final kiss with each other that lasted almost half an hour due to the fact that as soon as they tried to stop they found themselves grinning at each other like idiots until the kiss started up all over again. Then finally they too fell to rest and sleep took them.

Eluria remained forgotten at the side of the bed and could only watch them sleep. Her jaw still clamped shut and her muffled cries of anger at being so obviously ignored couldn't raise any of the trio from their dreams.



The Defiled Temple Ch. 03



When Malika awoke she was happy to find Shanti still entangled with her. Though after a few moments, as sleep faded, she realised that Pugward was gone from between their breasts. She quickly opened her eyes to find Eluria was also no longer standing at the bedside either. As her brain put together several nightmarish circumstances that their absence could mean she urgently sat up and awakened Shanti in the process.

"Whu...? Malika?" Shanti's voice was till wreathed in sleep.

"Pugward!? Pugward where are you!?" The sudden shout from Malika made Shanti jump and the naked girl promptly fell out of the bed to land on the floor beside it.

"Out 'ere!" The familiar gruesome voice of the imp called out from behind the door that led out into the spiral shaped hallway of the tower.

Shanti's head popped up from beneath the edge of the bed wearing a particularly irked expression. She rubbed her hand through her short platinum blonde hair where she had hit it on the floor. Malika gave her an apologetic look before she turned and rushed to the door to see what Pugward was up to.

As she flung the door open she was treated to the sight of the imp casually sat on a small iron stand upon which had once sat an idol of Lagria. His back was resting against the wall behind him and his long arms were folded behind his head. His legs rested wide open and between them Eluria was busy giving him a blowjob. It was obvious from the way her eyes bulged and the dark shade of red that her face had turned that this had not been her idea. The idol of Lagria was resting in several different pieces on the floor beside the stand.

Pugward looked up to Malika as if she'd just interrupted him reading the morning paper. Puzzled at her obvious state of alarm and wondering what was troubling her.

"Huh? Where's the fire?" He asked as Eluria notably glugged his cock back into her throat after taking a breath.

Clearly startled by the scene before her, it took Malika a few moments to compose herself before she finally spoke. Her shoulders visibly relaxing as Shani, still rubbing her sore head, walked around from behind her.

"Sorry Pugward. I thought I'd lost you." Malika's spoke with a relieved sigh.

"Nice to see you're enjoying yourself imp." Shani grinned at him and he lifted one hand from behind his head and gave her the thumbs up. She imitated the sign though she didn't quite know what it meant. From his sharp toothed grin that it appeared to her that it was an appreciative gesture.

"Ya know she's not half bad." Pugward confided as he looked down to Eluria. "Less teeth, more tongue."

Eluria's red face turned a shade darker as slurping noises started to echo throughout the halls. Pugward looked back up to Malika.

"Sorry about da confusion Silky Thighs. Just woke up between two gorgeous sets 'o tits and needed to work out some tension. Didn't wanna wake ya." Pugward explained. The hand that had given Shanti the thumbs up lowered to grab a tuft of Eluria's hair and guide her head as it bobbed up and down between his legs.

"It's alright Pugward." She said affectionately, ignoring the muffled enraged cries of Eluria and turning to Shanti. "Can you get the apprentices and assemble them in the hall please?"

Shanti nodded and smirked at Malika. That was likely the first time any sorceress had used the word 'please' in the temple for centuries. Quickly the girl grabbed a cloak to wrap herself in and hurried off down the hallway to do as she was asked. Malika looked back at Pugward who was watching her tits with a lecherous grin as he started moving his hips to thrust himself into Eluria's mouth faster and harder. Seeing where he was looking, Malika lifted her hands and gave her cantaloupes an encouraging squeeze that drove Pugward over the edge.

"Aaaaah that's the stuff right there." Pugward grabbed Eluria's head and shoved it down on his cock before he finally gushed his hot black cum down the woman's gullet.

When he finally let Eluria go Malika saw the paradox of the way she looked daggers at Pugward and then licked her lips of some of the excess that had dribbled out of her mouth. She found that strange since Pugward certainly hadn't told her to go that far. 

"There's a good lil slut. Now go get daddy his shorts." Pugward ordered her as he caught his breath and looked back up to Malika. "Thanks for the show boss. So what ya got planned for all dem hot, nubile an' barely legal babes?"

Pugward's question drew the sorceress back to reality. Eluria obediently hurried past her to get the imp his shorts as Malika contemplated how exactly she should deal with all the apprentices. That wasn't even mentioning what she was going to do with the former sorceresses she had locked in the bowels of the temple.

"How would you deal with them Pugward?" She asked finally.

"How would I deal with a bunch of gorgeous chicks with no sexual experience an' a whole loada curiosity? Gee lemme think." He added insult to sarcasm as he pretended to ponder what someone with his nature might do in such a situation. Then he snapped his fingers and his eyes widened as inspiration dawned. "I know! I'd start a new celibate coven that used all its magic to go do good and right in the world until they all started farting rainbows outta their virgin asses."

She gave him a long level stare after the sarcastic tirade and then broke out in a grin.

"Pugward that's a marvellous idea!" She exclaimed.

The imp looked back at her like she'd just cancelled Christmas. Eluria returned then holding out his tattered and stained shorts with her fingertips, keeping them at arms length.

"Hey you ever heard o' the concept o' sarcasm?" He snatched the shorts from Eluria and started putting them on, completely ignoring her as he continued to talk with Malika.

"Why no Pugward. Please do explain this mysterious concept that you call sarcasm to me." She said sarcastically.

Pugward grinned at her, he liked it when she stood up for herself. She didn't do it often enough.

"And for your information I didn't mean the idea of becoming celibate. I mean with this place we could actually go out there and help people! The cult has done so much wrong over the years and we have extensive knowledge of demons and all of the old treasures and tomes on healing and white magic that the white priestesses used to use are still kept in storage. Imagine what we could do with all that!" As Malika spoke the idea solidified in her head. She looked back to Pugward to see what he thought.

Unfortunately as Malika was speaking in her excitement she had begun to bounce up and down which, given the fact that she was still completely naked, had made her impressive tits do wonderful things. Pugward was looking at her boobs, entranced.

"Pugward!" She complained.

"Uh? Oh! Yeah sure boss, whatever you say." He said as his brain tried to piece together what she'd been saying. When he finally had it his expression changed to a frown. "Wait, what? You wanna turn around a demon worshippin' cult and make 'em into a bunch of saints?"

When he put it that way Malika's smile fell.

"I just...Now that it's over I want to make up for all those things I did." She turned and pointed her finger at Eluria, suddenly becoming furious. "All those things you made me do!"

Malika's red eyes flared with rage and Eluria suddenly felt as if something boiling hot were getting closer and closer to her skin. Sweat began to pour from her as she stood immobile and just before her skin began to blister Pugward snapped his fingers and Malika seemed like she was going to throw up for a moment before turning to look at him. Eluria was relieved as the searing heat fell away and suddenly for the first time she began to fear Malika.

"Pugward, what did you do?" Malika lifted her hand to her brow and seemed a little shaky on her feet.

"Sorry boss. Had to pull the rug out from under ya. You were about ta deep fry the slut 'ere an' ya said I could keep her. Plus I didn't think you'd wanna start out your whole new way 'o life by boiling alive a defenceless victim." Pugward's words were oddly gentle, especially for the rough mouthed creature.

"I-I was..." Malika shook her head and regained her senses, she felt normal again. In fact she felt better than normal as Pugward's magic still flowed through her. "I'm sorry Pugward. I didn't mean to hurt her."

"I know Sweet Cheeks. That's why I stopped ya. Now c'mere an' lemme kiss those melons g'mornin then we can roll out. An' who cares what I think about turnin' all those girls around to join the good guys? I'm a freakin' demon. O'course I'm a cynic." He reassured her making her smile somewhat bashfully at him before stepping over to where he sat on the stand and cupping her large tits for him to play with.

The imp wasted no time in sucking one of her offered nipples into his mouth as his hands gently kneaded the soft mounds. Despite his sharp yellow teeth Malika never felt any discomfort when he sucked her tits like this to the point where she suspected he might be able to retract them if he wanted to. After a few minutes he switched his attention to her other boob and finally ran his long black tongue up between her cleavage. This last move made her yelp in surprise though she found the sensation far from unpleasant.

Once he was done he gave the large boobs a playful jiggle that made Malika laugh and then released her.

"If yer talkin' to that lot boss then ya might wanna find some clothes. Wouldn't want 'em to lose concentration starin' at that whoppin' great rack 'o yours." Pugward spoke as he turned to Eluria and pointed down to the floor. The purple haired woman rolled her eyes before she found herself involuntarily bending over at the hips with her arms snapping to her sides. She felt the impact on her back as the imp hopped onto her back just below her shoulder blades and he started stroking his fingers through her hair until he had it gathered into two long untied braids which she knew he would use like the reins of a horse.

Malika nodded at Pugward and turned to look through Eluria's things for something appropriate. Everything the former sorceress had was designed to show off as much flesh as possible whilst covering only the essentials. Malika frowned at the collection before something suddenly occurred to her and she turned to look at the imp.

"I'm sorry Pugward, would you like me to dress like the other sorceresses for you?" She asked as if realising she'd just shown some bad manners.

"What? You mean without hardly anything on? Well not really, no."

Malika's eyes actually blinked in surprise.

"Hey I'm not sayin' I don't appreciate the thought boss but if you really wanna go out there and help people it's prolly best you don't look like a stripper. 'Sides I ever wanna see the goods, I can always ask right?" He grinned at her from his perch on Eluria's back.

Malika was actually taken aback by that. She had never heard of any demon that would agree to such a thing let alone suggest it. Suddenly she realised that Pugward hadn't actually made her do anything she didn't want to since they had met. After all he'd done for her it seemed she hadn't given him nearly enough back. She would have to make that up to him.

"Th-Thankyou Pugward!" She said before giving a slight sniffle as tears came to her eyes. She rushed forwards and hugged the imp against her tightly, showering his face with kisses in spite of his slightly stale smell and bad breath. His slightly greasy body would have been repulsive to most but to Malika he was indeed a treasure like no other.

"Er...there there." He didn't quite know what had brought on the burst of affection or the tears but was happy enough to enjoy those big tits once again being squeezed against him. "Alright enough already, we gotta go impress hot girls. Put me down an' close yer eyes."

Malika nodded and putt him back on Eluria's back where he re-took his 'reins' in her hair. The sorceress closed her eyes obediently and waited. As she did she felt herself being caressed all over by soft sheets of fabric that seemed to wrap about her until finally settling into place.

"Alright now open up an' take a look."

She did so and looked at herself in Eluria's full length mirror. She found herself stood wearing clothing she had never seen before. A shiny obsidian tiara decorated her head and kept her smooth hair in place Her hands and arms were covered with long deep red gloves that reached up past her elbows and a matching red corset wrapped about her waist showing a generous amount of cleavage but nothing too over the top. Beneath the corset a long flowing black silk dress rested about her long legs with a thigh high cut up the side that showed flashes of bare leg as she walked. Her feet remained bare of course but she did feel that beneath the dress some kind of skimpy underwear was in place. About the whole thing draped from her shoulders was a loosely tied black cloak that made her feel toasty warm as she wrapped it about her, enjoying the feel of the new silky fabrics.

"Godamn fairy fucking grandpa." The imp mumbled to himself as he turned Eluria about and looked back to Malika who was still checking herself out, her jaw wide open.

"Pugward. You are without doubt the most brilliant thing that has ever happened to me. If I can do anything for you, just ask it." Malika turned back to him, practically beaming.

"I have that effect on women." Pugward shrugged his narrow shoulders with a cocky smirk. "As for what you can do for me, how 'bout giving my ride a good smack on the ass so we can go down an' see what your hot friend is gettin' up to."

Malika obediently if not enthusiastically lifted her hand high above her head and gave Eluria a thunderous smack on her bare ass that left a large red handprint for some time thereafter.

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They descended through the tower and finally emerged in the great hall where the apprentices were already waiting wrapped in their cloaks. Many smiled encouragingly at Malika and others seemed awestruck at her new look. She glanced at Shanti who was waiting for her near the wall and saw that her lover was practically drooling at her. As everyone huddled around to listen to what Malika had to say Pugward reared Eluria up by her side until she came to a halt. He was looking over the collected eighteen and nineteen year olds and licking his lips. Then he turned to his mistress and winked encouragingly.

"Hello everyone." Malika's voice shook slightly as she found herself the centre of attention. Not everyone could see her but they could all hear her and they fell silent to listen. "As you know the sorceresses of Lagria are all powerless. In the hope they could devour my soul they tried to prevent me from completing The Tempting. They failed." At these words murmurs went through the crowd along with some shouts of outrage. Clearly the idea that the sisters would deny one of them all they had promised on a whim had turned what little loyalty Eluria had left into loathing.

When they finally quietened down Malika continued. "The imp you see is called Pugward and he is bound to me. It was he who destroyed Deckler and the rest yesterday and it is he who now rides our former mistress like a common mule." At this all heads turned to Pugward and he winked back at them. Some shuffled backwards, others giggled.

"I am the only sorceress in the temple, the rune circle and hall of summoning is destroyed. You are all now free to do as you please. Once we are done here I shall open the locked chamber in the library and you shall all find out where you come from. Then I shall open the treasury and everything within shall be divided amongst each of us. You will be given your share and with it you may leave to find your families or your fates elsewhere or you may stay here as my guest. Should you stay here know that I no longer worship Lagria. I shall use the magic that Pugward has granted me and the tomes of magic of the ancient priestesses to do what I can to help those we have hurt so much. You are all welcome to join me in this quest and you all may go and return freely at any time." Malika finished with a sigh. She was glad to see that most of the sisters were contemplating the offer, some seemed slightly irked at the idea and others were openly smiling.

"What about the other sisters?" A voice called out from the assembly, she recognised it as Valeska's.

"I have not yet decided what to do with them. They cannot be released with what they know and yet I do not wish to keep them down there permanently. I will not kill them in cold blood either." Malika said firmly.

This sent more talk throughout the crowd but it was cut short as Malika was finished with what she had to say and she along with Pugward and Shanti left to go to the library. The apprentices followed along quickly, some openly talking and laughing. Malika smiled to herself as she felt Shanti's hand interlink with her own. When they reached the locked chambers of the library that contained the secret knowledge of the sisterhood along with the records of where they were from Pugward offered to blow the door open. Malika lifted her hand to gracefully decline the offer before she pointed at the door and turned it to sand that blew away around their ankles.

"Nice." Pugward commented on her use of magic. Eluria sneezed as a few grains of sand got up her nose.

Many of the apprentices rushed forwards and there was a long search through the large stacks of books and papers until one girl exclaimed she'd found the records. Malika left the apprentices to find where they were they had been taken from as children and walked out toward the treasury. Yet many of the girls followed her partly out of curiosity and partly because they were having far too much fun by now to start leaving through dusty old records. Soon enough many were standing behind Malika as she stood before the large re-inforced stone doors to the treasury.

This time she let Pugward do the honours and with his usual tact he blew the door straight off its hinges with a thunderous bang. Then before the dust cleared he tugged on Eluria's hair to make her dart inside.

"Well slap me on a log and call me a twig!" They heard him cry. "You people are fuckin loaded!"

As the dust cleared they all peered past it to see that Eluria, not being able to see where she was going, had gotten stuck head first into a large pile of gold coins. Her legs were flailing wildly in the air displaying her wet pussy for all to see as she struggled with her torso submerged in the gold. Pugward had evidently done the same but his smaller stature and the fact that he hadn't gone in head first left him rolling about on top of the pile throwing coins about.

Gasps of delight came from the girls and even Malika herself was surprised at the treasury. Each of the apprentices were already richer than some kings if they got their share of this which Malika of course intended to pay out as she'd promised. The treasury was filled with gold, jewels and thousands of other treasures that the sisterhood had acquired over the years. It made sense after all since the sisters took whatever they wanted, they wouldn't have had to pay for it and Lagria took tributes in blood, not gold. So every time riches had come their way the sisterhood had thrown them in here and forgotten about them.

"Hey listen up!" Pugward scooted forward toward where Eluria's legs still flailed helplessly. He smacked out a tune on her ass cheeks as if they were a pair of bongos to catch everyone's attention. "Now if the boss is lettin' you out of there that's fine by me but no one utters a word about this lot to anyone you meet alright? If you do we'll have armies turning up at our doorstep to take the lot."

The gathered apprentices all nodded solemnly at him. They helped him get Eluria out of the pile leaving her gasping for air. Pugward let her take five whilst the apprentices played in amidst the gold dressing themselves up like princesses with the treasures. The imp enjoyed this immensely as the cloaks the apprentices wore were soon discarded in favour of jewelled belts and necklaces that showed off against their nude bodies.




The Defiled Temple Ch. 03



Some of the apprentices discovered instruments such as golden harps and old horns. The imp saw they were wondering what the things did and walked over to them. Upon seeing they'd drawn his attention the four collected girls yelped in surprise.

"We're very sorry...we didn't mean to..." One of the girls began to apologise but found it was difficult to do when you didn't quite know what you'd done wrong. She did know she didn't want her head blown up though which provided a hell of an incentive.

"Hey, ease up baby. You lot wanna know what they do?" He nodded to the instruments in their hands.

She looked down at the harp she was holding with trembling fingers and then back to him with a shy nod.

"Alright, lean down so I can reach ya." Pugward said as he reached up with his spidery fingers, clearly wanting to grasp the girl's head.

At this, the girl promptly passed out with fright and slumped to the ground. With a quick flick of his hands the imp caught her with a spell and set her down gently.

"Well this sure as hell ain't my smoothest moment." Pugward grumbled before turning his head to look at the next apprentice who was normally a healthy looking red haired girl that had currently lost all the colour in her face.

Pugward growled in frustration. He turned to Malika who had been watching the whole thing and trying to stifle laughter.

"Oi! Mind doin' be a favour boss?" He called over to her.

"Sure Pugward, what do you want?" Malika played along, loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Could you order me not to hurt any of these girls?" The apprentices all looked at him now, some smiling at his obvious theatricality.

"Pugward you can not hurt any of these girls." Malika ordered with mock sternness.

"Great." He turned back to the girl he'd been talking to who he was happy to see had found some colour in her cheeks again. "So there, I gotta do what she says don't I? Now ya don't have to shit yourself. C'mere and I'll show you what that in your hand does."

The girl was hesitant but another of the remaining three, a tall girl with long blonde hair who looked almost as old as Malika lowered her head. Pugward was pleased to see that this was also one of the girls who had shed her cloak in favour of a silver chain about her hips and a golden tiara on her head. Everything else remained bare for his viewing pleasure as she leaned close to him. He reached out and lightly touched his fingers to the sides of her head, her blonde hair was full and luscious to the touch. There was a moment of absolute silence throughout the room before the imp released her and she stood upright.

The girl seemed a little puzzled for a moment before she looked down at the beautiful lute in her hand that was decorated with gold leaf patterns. She brought it up to the proper position and began to play as if she'd practiced all her life. The music that filled the hall was as beautiful as she was and she laughed as she played. The remaining two girls bumped their heads together as they both leaned toward Pugward after seeing what he had done. They had never heard music before and found it to be one of the most incredible things they had ever known. The imp chuckled and did the same for them both and they joined in playing their harp and the flute respectively. Another harp was added to the melodious song they all played together after Pugward lifted the first girl from her impromptu sleep and gave her the gift of music.

Once they were all playing the imp stood back and admired his handy work. The music had the desired effect, for through no spell or influence on his part other than the harmless music they played, the women began to dance. More cloaks were shed as they got in the way of the movements and he got to watch them experiment with the different tunes and what movements they enjoyed. He was having the time of his life until he felt two pairs of hands grab him from behind.

"Hey! What gives?" He asked as Shanti and Malika lifted him above their heads.

"Well Pugward, we want to thank you for all you've done but we're not doing anything with you until you've had a bath." Shanti told him with a rather evil smirk.

"Hey no, wait...I'm an imp. We don't bloody well get wet! We're like cats and, er, deserts! Yeah." He began to wriggle in their grasp trying to escape but they weren't having it. What's more since Malika was holding him like this he couldn't get free.

"No Pugward, you're like something the cat dragged in." Malika spoke as they carried him out of the treasury. The apprentices all followed along with them laughing cheerfully at the spectacle.

"Aw c'mon guys. You don't need to do this. I'll sleep at the bottom of the bed, down wind." He promised as he struggled even more when he saw the large pool of water he was about to be thrown into.

"Wouldn't you rather sleep between us?" Shanti asked him, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

This put Pugward in a harsh position since although his aversion to bathing was a thorough part of his psyche, so was wanting to nestle between two ridiculously attractive women every night. Malika took his silence as an opportunity and cast a simple spell to heat the large bathing pool to heat it up. They then dunked him under the water unceremoniously to the cheers and laughter of the apprentices. When he arose coughing and spluttering he found Malika had released him to strip out of her new clothes and Shanti alone was holding him in the water.

Shanti really should have been a great deal more worried when she saw the wolfish grin form on his mouth. Without Malika's touch to keep him under control he was easily able to send Shanti flying over his head to land on her back in the water. This brought about more hoots of laughter from the girls as they started to run into the enormous pool of hot water. Pugward took the initiative and hopped out of the pool but turned back to sit on the edge and cast a spell that turned the entire pool into an oversized jaccuzi with bubbles of air lifting throughout the water making the girls squeal with surprise and delight.

Pugward watched Shanti emerge from beneath the water and it was her turn to grin at him. He wondered why for a few long moments until he felt himself be trapped by two long legs at either side of where he was sat and felt Malika's hands wrap gently about his waist. She had slipped up behind him to sit at the edge of the pool, her long legs dangling in the water either side of where he was stood.

"Aw bugger." Pugward admitted defeat.

That was met with a melodic laugh from Malika.

"Oh Pugward we only want to wash you so we can play with you some more don't we Shanti?" Malika gave him an affectionate squeeze and he felt his head rest up between her large tits.

Shanti had swam between the partying girls by now and slipped into the water in front of him. Her face was at eye level with his cock and only inches away. She looked up at him and grinned in response. The cloak she had worn had been left at the bottom of the pool.

"Ladies! Ladies!" Malika lifted one of her hands for attention and the splashing and laughter settled down to a low hum after a few moments. "Pugward here doesn't want to get a bath. I think he needs some incentive. So if enough of us wanted to take a bath with him I'm sure he'd change his mind in a hurry."

The imp looked at his mistress with wide black eyes before turning to look over the girls in front of him as if awaiting one of them to be sick.

"I'll take a bath with him." Valeska's voice filled the room and the beautiful girl waded through the water to stand before Malika and the imp.

"Well that's Valeska, Shanti and me Pugward. What do you think?" Malika asked as her hands slowly slipped off his shorts to reveal his growing cock.

"Uh, well I mean..." Pugward was about to gladly accept the offer of splashing around in the nude with three mega-babes when he was interrupted.

"Can I too?" One of the girls nearby called out. She turned out to be a she-elf when she got closer to them.

"And me!" The blonde who had been the first to accept his musical tutelage put her lute down and splashed into the pool to join them.

"I will!"

"Me first!"

"Quit pushing."

By this point it seemed that every single girl in the water wanted to help bathe the imp. He felt Malika about ready to push him in and held up his finger to her with a very serious expression on his face. For a horrible moment she thought she had offended him with her teasing but then he calmly stood up between her legs and kissed her on the cheek.

"You are fucking awesome." He told her before he turned around and jumped up in the air to do a summersault, twist and then a perfect dive into the pool.

Malika laughed as once again cheers erupted throughout the room and suddenly the place was filled with women wanting to get their hands on the little imp. He felt hands caressing every inch of him as they washed away the grime and greasy exterior. Their fingers searched for him and as he was passed to each new girl they became bolder. After all it didn't take much of swimming about with naked girls to make his cock swell up to its disproportionate size.

"Wow! Look at that! It's like the other demon's." One of the girls gasped as his cock surfaced in front of her. His balls also swelled to match the large member and floated up on either side lewdly.

"It's getting bigger!"

"I bet I can make it bigger than you can." One of them challenged as Pugward nearly came on the spot.

He found himself relaxing with his back in the water and his chest floating above as he was held up by several pairs of hands as they all looked at his cock. The first tentative touch soon came after that and he looked down to see the elf girl lightly touching her fingers along his length.

"Did you see it twitch?" A girl to his left twittered with laughter.

"Gently girls, that's sensitive equipment." Shanti called out to them. She had swam up to Malika who had now entered the pool herself and they were busy fondling each other whilst watching Pugward enjoy himself.

A girl behind him let him rest his head on her soft round tits and three girls on either side of him held him up in the water whilst the elf started to gently stroke her fingertips up and down his cock. Many of the others were watching what was going on, their naked bodies pushed close together as they tried to look over each other's shoulders to see the action. The closeness of the situation meant that lots of wet slippery bodies were squeezed together tightly and some of the girls started to look from Pugward to each other. The occasional giggle or gasp of sudden intimacy broke the tense silence as the slender elf girl stroked him with nimble talented fingers.

"Let me try." Valeska's head popped up over the elf's shoulder and gave Pugward a sultry smile.

Her hand joined the other over his cock and slowly encircled its length before tightening comfortably and beginning to stroke up and down with an exquisite slowness. Pugward watched as Valeska further teased by slipping her free hand around the elf and squeezing her firm tits to elicit a small surprised moan from her elfin lips.

"I think he likes it." Said the girl whose comfortable boobs his head was resting upon.

"I want a turn." It was a girl with luscious tanned skin and long wavy black hair who was helping to hold him up who complained.

"Oh yeah? Well what are you going to do?" Valeska challenged, her hand now gliding up and down Pugward's slick shaft as her elven partner played with his balls.

"Well..." The girl hadn't thought she'd have to one up Valeska but Pugward silently started to thank each of the gods of the underworld in turn that she did. "...How about I kiss it? Would you like that Pugward?"

"Is the Pope freakin' Caltholic?" The imp groaned.

"Um...I don't know." The girl seemed slightly put down.

"I'd love it!" He quickly added.

She beamed at the response and everyone watched as she leaned toward that bulging dark green tip and placed her soft lips upon it. Her first kiss was somewhat chaste as she tasted his salty skin and then looked up at him with her bright blue eyes to see he was obviously enjoying himself. Quickly stroking her wet hair back from her face she continued to kiss his cock, her lips slowly opening to let her tongue lightly taste the tip.

"Oh yeah that's fuckin' great!" The girls laughed and whistled at the imp's commendation.

As the dark haired girl continued to kiss the end of his cock Valeska never let her hand slip from his shaft and the elf girl continued to stroke his balls beneath the bubbling water.

Pugward felt the girl behind him slip away to be replaced by another who held up his shoulders with her hands and let him rest his head upon an even more comfortable pillow-like set of tits. He looked up to see Malika's porcelain features looking down at him with a large smile on her face.

"Hey boss." He grinned up at her dreamily.

Suddenly he felt Valeska's hand leave his cock allowing the dark haired girl with her lips wrapped around the swollen head of his length to suck him deeper into her mouth. As her head descended between his legs he could see the elf behind her with her head turned to the side and her mouth locked tightly against Valeska's.

That did it.

The imp growled when he felt his thick sticky cum bubble up his length and explode into the girl's hot wet mouth. This clearly surprised her and she quickly lifted her mouth from him just in time to get splashed in the face by a stream of his oily black gunk. She yelped in surprise and then licked her lips when she found she quite enjoyed its taste. The final gush of his orgasm made his back arch and sent the thick wad flying up in the air and back down to land on his belly. The girl who had been sucking his cock licked her lips and got back to what she was doing. This made some of the more curious girls came close until he felt their soft tongues licking over his belly.

Pugward knew all too well that this was way better than heaven.



The Defiled Temple Ch. 04



Malika watched over Pugward's head and saw that this time his cock was losing none of its firmness. The girl with her lips around his girth must have had something of a natural talent.

"You know a guy could get used to this." Pugward leaned his head back to look up at Malika and he smiled showing his sharp yellow teeth.

"Oh really? Well I was going to offer you something more but if you're happy as you are..." Malika trailed off, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Uh? No! More is great!" Pugward's large ears pricked up and the girl who was sucking him lifted her head. Her lips released his cock with a light popping noise before she gave the tip a parting kiss and looked up at them to see what Malika had in mind.

"Well as I understand it my part in the contract was to pleasure you. I would be an awful sorceress if I let others do it now wouldn't I? So I thought..." She gently pulled him backwards through the water, the girls holding him up released him and let him float with his mistress. "...it might be nice..." They floated back to the shallow end of the pool and Malika stood up to sit on the edge, her legs parting to reveal her pussy lips already a light shade of pink and swollen with arousal. "...to fulfil my end of our bargain."

Pugward was left stood in the pool with his face inches away from her pussy, his small black eyes wide with surprise. In truth he liked Malika enough that he wasn't really planning on making her fuck him. Hell with all the tail around this place and Eluria bound to do whatever he wanted he didn't really need it anyway. That didn't mean he didn't want it of course. Malika's pale beauty outshone every other girl he'd seen there and they were some of the most gorgeous chicks he'd ever known. So to have her willingly give herself to him with a rather wanton look in her eyes was almost too much to believe.

It didn't take him long to decide what to do. His hands lifted him up out of the water to land between Malika's legs which were bent at the knee with her calves dangling in the water. When he jumped up she let her silken lips press against his cheek. The slimy thin layer of grime that had once covered him had been successfully washed away. His skin still felt slightly scaly to her but it wasn't unpleasant.

"Boss, I ever tell you I love ya?" Pugward said nonchalantly.

"Mmmm, show me." With that she laid back on the marble floor and lifted her legs out of the water to rise into the air in a perfect 'V'.

Pugward hastily grabbed his cock and felt it already throbbing with vigour as he bent his stubby little legs and slid the head between her puffy cunt lips. His upper body rose up between her legs to look over at her as she looked down at him from between those mountainous tits. Her mouth opened and her eyes widened as she felt him slide smoothly inside her.

Around them the apprentices were watching the sorceress and her demon fuck for the first time. The sight was like nothing they had ever seen. Of course they had heard the screams of the other sorceresses coming from their rooms as they fucked their oversized behemoths in exchange for their power. Those screams weren't ones of pleasure.

So when Pugward slid inside Malika for the first time and the woman moaned with desire they were mesmerised.

"Damn boss you're tight!" The imp growled between clenched teeth as he pushed deeper into her. Finally he stopped suddenly as he felt something preventing him from pushing further. His eyes popped open in shock. "You're a freakin' virgin!?"

"Ooooh. We...we all are Pugward." Malika managed to squeak.

"An' it's not even my birthday!" Pugward remarked with joy as he slid out a little before sliding back with a little more pressure to pop her cherry.

The woman squealed and her legs wrapped around him tightly, her large tits jiggled as she felt her first cock. The imps clawed fingers grasped her hips firmly as he finally sank all the way to the balls inside her juicy cunt. There he stopped to let her get used to the feeling of him inside her. Then he began to fuck Malika eagerly making her entire body slip against the smooth marble floor. Her hands grasped her tits to squeeze and pinch at her large pink nipples.

She intended to repay Pugward for all he'd done for her but she had not expected this. His cock seemed made for her pussy and as he rocked himself back and forth he sent thunderbolts of pleasure to wrack her body. Her toes curled with the intensity as the imp, who was currently experiencing the greatest moment of his very long life, continued to fuck his mistress with zeal.

Watching the perversely erotic sight of the green skinned imp rutting against the beautiful raven haired woman drew a response from their audience. Shanti, who knew of Malika's plan, was sat on the opposite edge of the pool. Her long legs spread wide open and her fingers busily playing with her clit. Valeska and the elf girl were still busy letting their tongues dance together, though now the elf had turned around and they were embracing tightly in the water.

It wasn't long before the other girls got in the party mood too, those who had been playing instruments picked them back up and once again filled the room with a lively playful tune. It didn't take long for the others to begin to get amorous and join in with the fun. A bald headed girl with red eyes, pointed ears, sharp white teeth and skin as black as the night grabbed two of her friends and started practicing kissing themselves. The girl sat in the shallows of the pool whilst one of the girls, a red haired beauty with deep bronze skin and an appealing heart shaped ass, began to kiss her mouth with reckless desire. The other was an almost ethereal waifish beauty with long fair hair that fell to her hips who slipped between those long black legs and tasted her first pussy.

Other such exchanges happened about the place as the apprentices revelled in their new freedom and enjoyed each other in ways they had never imagined.

Malika and Pugward were both thoroughly enjoying themselves too of course. By now the imp's hands had lifted to grab two handfuls of her meaty tits and she was singing soft sweet moans of delight to his appreciative ears. His cock was still busy in her slippery sheath as his balls slapped against her bare firm ass with each deep thrust.

"Pugward! Oh, I...this feels..." Though Malika never told him, instead letting out a great scream as her pussy clenched around his cock and her slick channel flooded with sweet sticky juices that flowed to coat his balls.

"Oh that's it, cum for me babe. You like my dick inside you?" Pugward growled.

Malika answered only by following up her first climax with another that left her gasping. Her long legs were wrapped tightly around him as he fucked her and groped those amazing tits for all he was worth. It wasn't long before he once again felt that intense blast of his gooey jism boiling up through his cock. He quickly slammed himself deep inside Malika and shoved his face between her tits. A long soft moan escaped her lips as she felt him start to splash her insides with that thick sticky cum of his. Once he had finished she felt the excess of his load dribble out of her pussy and between her firm round ass cheeks. The imp slumped down on her, for the moment he was completely spent.

Malika savoured the afterglow for a few moments and then lifted to see Pugward face down between her tits and giggled. She reached around him and stroked her fingers over his back affectionately.

"Yrrfestoss." His voice was considerably muffled.

"I'm sorry?" She asked, her legs unwrapping from about him and sliding back to dangle in the water.

"Yer da best, boss." He finally came up for air and gave one of her nipples a long suck.

"You're not so bad yourself." She blushed and then sat up.

Her movement caused him to slide out of her and he turned around to see what all the noise was about.

"Wowza." He summed up his thoughts almost poetically.

The other apprentices were still enjoying themselves enormously. The girl with the ebon flesh was now returning the favour to her long haired lover and licking her pussy with gusto. The girl Pugward had taught to play the lute was now seated on a chair in the corner of the room still playing with her legs spread apart so that Shanti could swirl her tongue around her clit. Amazingly she managed to keep the tune. Valeska and her elf lover had slipped out of the water to lie in a comfortable sixty-nine position using Malika's discarded clothes for blankets. The elf was laid on top with her face buried between Valeska's legs, occasionally lifting her head to breathe or squeak with delight as the woman explored her pussy with her tongue.

All around them the orgy continued and the music played on. Pugward and Malika smirked at each other and seeing that they were currently not needed the imp fucked her twice more. Once in that same position with her laid back on the ground and him pistoning away between her spread thighs, then once again as she turned over and lifted herself onto her hands and knees to get fucked from behind.

Though as Pugward unloaded himself that second time as she thrust her ass back against him, he found the party was far from over. Once she had recovered Malika playfully pushed him backwards into the water where he was caught by two waiting apprentices. One was the black haired girl who had previously sucked his cock who taught everything she'd learned about cocksucking to her freckled strawberry blonde friend. Of course they used Pugward's willing length to test their mouths, much to the imp's encouragement.

Malika eventually found Shanti and kissed her to find her more than willing to lick Pugward's darkly sweet cum out of her cunt. Hours passed with highlights of the day including a game of catch played around the tower that was started by Shanti. One girl would be sent running to hide somewhere as the others sought her out. The next one to be chased was the one who brought the previous girl to climax.

Pugward eventually fetched Eluria from where she was still laid in the treasury, unable to move and brought her up to her room. There he used Eluria to show two curious apprentices the joys of anal sex. Malika stumbled in on this 'lesson' to find the two girls enthralled by the display of the violet haired sorceress bent over the bed whilst the imp buggered her from behind. Eluria's eyes were wide and her constant muffled screams of outrage eventually just turned into screams as she came, her juices gushing from her pussy to squirt one of the across one of the girls' slim waists.

"Pugward, that looks awfully painful." Malika disapprovingly observed. She wouldn't mind Eluria dead but she didn't want to torture the woman with anything but humiliation.

"Oh hey boss!" The imp greeted her with a wave and then used that hand to give Eluria's creamy ass a hard spank.

"Mmmmrrrrrff!" The woman's jaws were still clamped tightly shut.

"Is that really necessary?" She asked as she saw the imp partially slide out of the former sorceress' asshole which was considerably stretched with exertion.

"Well no, but it sure is fun as hell" Pugward answered cheerfully before ramming himself all the way inside Eluria's ass, making her eyes bulge and drawing some 'ooh's' and 'aaah's' from the two girls sat on the floor watching him.

"It doesn't seem very fun for her." Malika chided as Eluria let out another muffled scream followed by inane babbling.

"Oh really?" Pugward gave his mistress a wink before he clicked his fingers and Eluria's mouth sprang open for the first time.

"Fuck me you little shit! Harder!" Her hands clawed at the bed sheets.

Eluria's outburst surprised Malika as it soon became clear that those muffled screams were clearly due to her intense enjoyment of being ass fucked by the imp. Though when she realised that she suddenly had her voice back her skin flushed bright pink. After blinking a few times as she considered what to do Malika eventually shrugged her shoulders making her full breasts bounce fetchingly.

"Have fun Pugward." She told him before turning to leave.

"I'll kill you all! I will not suffer this...oh fuck!...this indignity. Lagria will aid me! I w-will bathe...in your blood!" She heard Eluria's screams of orgasm and rage call out to her as she left Pugward to enjoy himself.

He let out a grunt and filled Eluria's tight bottom with his gunk, the woman passed out at the intensity of the feeling leaving her slumped over the bed as Pugward slipped out of her and looked at both of the apprentices.

"So, anyone wanna try?" He offered, waving his cock in front of him lewdly.

Both girls looked at each other and then back to Pugward, each wearing bright grins on their faces.

"I fuckin' love this place." The imp remarked as one of the girls bent over next to the unconscious Eluria.

By the evening the party had died down somewhat as exhaustion had taken most of the apprentices and they slept throughout the castle. After taking two eager virgin asses and leaving the pair of nineteen year olds making out together on the bed he had left in search of Malika upon Eluria' shoulders. He found her and Shanti laid in one of the sister's beds cuddling together whilst they snoozed. They made a very pretty picture together, Shanti's dark limbs contrasting against the alabaster skin of the sorceress. Making his way over to where they lay, he hopped from Eluria's shoulders and told her to lie down on the floor to sleep. They both sleepily accepted him nestling between them, their soft perfect tits squeezing around his body as they had the previous night.

"Goodnight Pugward." Malika murmured to him, he felt her luscious lips brush lightly across his ear.

"G'night boss." He replied and then closed his eyes and promptly fell asleep.

- - - - -

The next morning when Malika awoke she again found the imp was gone but this time found a note at the bedside explaining himself.

Morning Sweet Thighs!

Hope you slept well. I'll be in the main hall, we've got some stuff to take care of.

Love your tits!

Pugward.

She read the note in the imp's almost illegible handwriting and then kissed the lips of Shanti who was still asleep. Shanti, who coincidentally had been dreaming about kissing Malika, found herself awakening to find the reality far surpassed the dream. Though the sorceress knew she was needed, and that after yesterday's fun today would probably be a lot of work, she took the time to enjoy her lover's kiss.

When she finally arose from the bed she saw that the clothes Pugward had summoned for her yesterday had been lost and felt slightly guilty about it. The last time she had seen them they had been used to cushion a threesome in the baths. To her surprise she saw fresh clothing laid out for her over the back of the chair in the room. She rolled off the bed and approached them to find a long emerald green cloak lined with golden thread along with a matching silk robe and a golden chain belt. Next to these was a slightly more simple robe coloured black and a sash to wear about the waist for Shanti.

"Those look nice." Shanti remarked as she sat up from the bed and walked into the adjacent room to see what was making an odd bubbling noise coming from within.

Malika followed her without putting on the clothes and found a large metal bath filled with steaming water and overflowing with soapy suds. The two lovers looked at each other and slow smiles crossed their faces as they both realised the tub was large enough to fit both of them inside comfortably.

"Tonight I think we should as a few of the apprentices to join us in bed Shanti, Pugward really deserves a good thank you for this." Malika remarked as she stepped over and sank into the hot water with a sigh that made Shanti's heart flutter.

"I don't think we'll have any problems finding willing guests." Shanti slid beneath the water beside her and followed Malika's sigh with a moan of delight at the feeling of the hot water.

"I know! I did not expect so many to take to him. After all he's done for me I'm more than willing to please in any way he likes but..." Malika trailed off as she slipped her hands about Shanti to caress and make sure her lover was suitably clean.

"At first I..." Shanti was interrupted as Malika's fingers slipped between her legs, though the sorceress' touch was merely playful and she let Shanti continue. "At first I wasn't too keen on the idea of him. He isn't exactly appealing to look at, or touch, or even smell for that matter. Then when he let me have you, well that certainly made me grow fonder of him." Shanti let her hands slide lazily across Malika's shoulders and around the back of her neck to pull their lips together. After a long lazy kiss they remained cuddled together in the water.

"I suppose I was just surprised how quickly everyone seemed to turn from being terrified of him to wanting to..." Again Malika didn't finish, instead preferring to remain silent and blush slightly. After all the things the apprentices had done to Pugward, it was enough to make even a veteran whore blush.

To her surprise Shanti laughed.

"Well firstly consider that they have never really seen anything like him before. The other demons of the sorceresses? They didn't exactly seem like ideal lovers. I mean the gods only know how Eluria managed to fit all of Deckler up her..."

"Yes, I understand." Malika interrupted, again blushing.

"You're so beautiful when you blush Malika." Shanti observed with affectionate amusement as she stroked her fingertips affectionately across her lover's alabaster cheek. "My point is that compared to what they all were expecting to have to face, Pugward is a gift. He doesn't have any horns or spurs of bone that can dig into you, he doesn't force anyone to do anything they don't want. He also helped you free us all in the first place." Shanti explained.

"Actually he did all of that. I just summoned him." Malika stated humbly.

"Yes, you just summoned a demon so powerful he wiped out the sisterhood of Lagria without breaking a sweat. What are you just going to do today my love? Slay a few dragons? Conquer the Ithlonnii Empire?" Shanti's sarcasm was followed by a slightly self conscious laugh from Malika before the blonde haired girl continued. "What I mean is that they were grateful to him as well as you. A week ago I'd wager that most of them would have quite willingly severed two of their limbs if it meant the sisters of Lagria leaving them alone. Indulging the imp really is the least they could do. Then when they saw him with you? Malika I wish I could give you half that much pleasure."

"Oh Shanti, you do, really you do." Malika replied without quite realising she was lying in an effort to show Shanti just how much she meant to her.

"No I don't, but I haven't had much practice yet." Shanti gently grasped one of Malika's sensitive boobs and squeezed. "But I'm learning. I just meant that we were all expecting him to do what the other demons do. Stick himself in until it hurt and then listen to you scream for mercy. We didn't expect to see you loving it and screaming for more. It made us all curious to see what it felt like. I mean later today I was going to ask the imp to do for me what he did for you. Do you mind?" The final question was voiced with slight apprehension. She didn't want to hurt Malika's feelings after all. She needn't have worried.

"Do I mind? Of course not Shanti. So long as you don't try to steal my imp away from me." Malika giggled and kissed the girl's cheek.

"Ha! The way he looks at you Malika I doubt anyone could. I think he only gave you those clothes so he could concentrate on doing what you asked." Those words got Shanti a playful splash of water in her face.

After they were washed and dressed in their new garments, the pair left the bedroom to find the corridors empty. They looked into rooms as they passed but found no sleeping apprentices where they had heard them playing well into the night. Moving down the great spiral staircase of the tower, they heard noise emanating from the great hall and opened the door to step inside and find the place alive with movement. Both Shanti and Malika saw that the apprentices were now clothed in garments similar to Shanti's and were busy carrying out various jobs. Baskets of treasure were being carried and placed in different piles on the floor where two girls were sifting through to check for magically imbued objects. An apprentice walked past them with two buckets of water carried over her shoulders, she smiled at them as they entered. From the looks of things as the beautiful women darted about the place they were using the hall as a central hub for organising the entire temple. Girls passed them with books from the library and Malika caught sight of Eluria, the only one who was still completely stark naked, telling an apprentice about various secret passages and areas of interest with a pained look on her face.




The Defiled Temple Ch. 04



At the centre of it all on a raised table was Pugward who was shuffling through several papers and reading their contents whilst occasionally barking orders out to the apprentices or listening to their questions about what to do with certain things.

"We need twelve sacks o' wheat from downstairs ta the kitchen!", "Raliel, drop that for fuck sake girl it's poisonous!", "Nah Valeska, I said the one with da blue cover." The imp shouted amongst other things before he saw Malika and waved her over. 

As she approached she saw he was wearing a green visor hat and smoking one of his cigars.

"Pugward what are you doing?" Shanti asked curiously as she looked over the place.

"Just gettin' this hole cleaned up for y'all. I figured if da boss wants to turn this place around then we should get our asses movin' right?" He handed one of the papers he'd been writing on to an apprentice that had apparently been waiting for them and she took off with it toward the kitchens.

"What about the girls who want to leave?" Malika asked as she saw everyone at work.

"Uh? After yesterday? Babe, no one wants to leave. A few are thinkin' about headin' home after a month or two but for right now everyone's stayin' put. We got a shitload of work ta do an' everyone wanted ta lend a hand. I told 'em you were wantin' to head out there an' help people. Everyone's up for it." He told her as Valeska returned with a large tome that had a deep blue leather cover. "Aha, that's the one. Thanks, now you wanna get your cute ass down to the library an' tell 'em you found it?"

"Yes sir shorty." Valeska handed the imp the book with a naughty smirk and then turned to run off to the library.

"What is that?" Malika had long wanted to read some of the older books in the library but it was forbidden by the sisters.

"This, is what's gonna let me teach these ladies how to use magic." The imp replied as he opened the book and began leafing through the pages. "It's magika for beginners."

Malika looked at the cover of the tome and saw it was actually called Undying Secrets of the White Priestess. The imp was reading some of the things in the book and chortling to himself.

"Magika can be learned without demons?" Shanti asked, obviously very interested in the book herself.

"Oh sure, latching onto one of us is a cheap an' easy way to get a lotta power all at once. If ya build it yerself though then it's way better in da long haul. Boss, if yer up for it I reckon I could teach all these guys basic spellwork in 'bout six months." Pugward offered. Everyone in the room had suddenly stopped. Clearly they didn't know what Pugward had planned until now. It seemed his idea was happily endorsed however as everyone's hopeful eyes turned to Malika.

"I thought that perhaps we might go out and see some of the world first..." Malika started a little nervously. Of course she wanted the apprentices to be happy but she also yearned to go outside and start exploring.

"Whoa there toots, you gotta crawl before ya can walk. You start sendin' these guys out there with no experience an' no way of knowin' how to get by an' ya might as well just hurl 'em in a meat grinder." Pugwards words drew gasps of fear from the crowd.

"Oh gosh, then of course we will stay Pugward." She looked apologetically around the faces and heard the hoots and cheers that followed.

"Great! Help me down would ya?" The imp reached out his hands and Malika lifted him to stand on the floor. Around them the girls busied themselves once more with renewed excitement "Look boss I'm sorry about callin' ya out like that in front of everyone but I'm serious as shit about these guys not bein' ready to go out there. I mean they're all smart an capable but the sisterhood gives you a real crappy education."

Malika thought about that for a moment, other than the ways of demon worship and how Lagria was good and everything else was bad she had to admit she herself knew little of the world outside. So she nodded to Pugward though he could see she was somewhat disappointed.

"Hey cheer up! Just cuz we can't go globetrekkin' don't mean we can't head out the door. I'm just sayin' we gotta stick close to the temple for now. There's a few villages nearby. They're in da sisterhood's records. After livin' so close to this place for so long I'm sure as hell they'll need help if that's what ya got yer heart set on." Pugward took his cigar out of his mouth and exhaled a long snake-like stream of black smoke into the air.

His words cheered Malika up considerably, plus it wasn't like she was going to be short of things to do for those six months.

"So what can we do then?" Shanti asked, looking about to see where she could lend a hand.

"Well babe I got two gals in the kitchen taking stock of what we've gotta eat. More are comin' up from yer old rooms under this place so they'll need help." He suggested.

"I'm on it. Oh and imp?" She turned and looked back over her shoulder. "Stop by the kitchen later. I'd like your advice on cooking."

With a sultry lick of her lips and a suggestive sway of her round bottom Shanti left them to go to the kitchens. Pugward stared after her, his mouth hanging open with his cigar dangling from his lower lip.

"Pugward? What do you have for me to do?" Malika brought him back to his senses and he blinked before looking up to her.

"Oh right! Yeah well boss here's what's goin' on. We got the sister's down in their cells screaming up a racket. We're gonna need to decide what ta do with 'em soon. In the library we're sortin' out what's useful from the 'all hail Lagria' shit that's litterin' the place. I got a few girls goin' through the treasury because there's some magical crap in there that needs figurin' out before we start handin' it out like candy at Halloween. Plus I figured me 'an you might do some re-decoratin' to this place. Bits of it are fallin' apart and it could do with some fireplaces. I'm fucking freezin'!" He rubbed his hands on his arms to emphasise his point. He was wearing those old shorts of his still and nothing else apart from that strange little green cap. Both sorceress and demon nodded to each other resolutely, it was time to get to work.



The Defiled Temple Ch. 05



Indeed there was much work to be done and Malika agreed to help him magically re-build parts of the temple as well as generally making the place feel homier. The great hall was filled with long dining tables where they all ate together. Fires were lit in the air to keep away the chill of winter. The rip in the ground filled with water that had been the baths was re-shaped to a more appealing large circular pool with attached changing rooms and a sauna. Many of the sisters' rooms were re-furnished for the apprentices. This included adding more windows to light up the place and replacing the old rusted iron lighting for fresh silver fixtures. Malika found she had an interest in interior design and learned much from Pugward in the process about advanced magic and how to weave her spells properly. Apparently the imp found the sorceresses methods to be quite sloppy and had to get her out of some bad habits.

Sometime early in the afternoon he left her to pour eagerly over a stack of books they had come across and went to find Shanti in the kitchens. When she saw him she immediately turned from the food sacks she was marking and developed a rather wanton glimmer in her eyes.

"Hello imp. Come to have some fun?" She asked.

"Damn straight." He busied himself fishing his green cock out of his pants.

She saw the small length was a meagre two inches and decided to help him along. First she grabbed two handfuls of her robe at her sides and lifted the black fabric up over her head to throw it aside leaving her naked before him. Her youthful body alone made what flaccidly hung between his legs twitch with excitement. That dark chocolate hue of her flesh gleamed in the light of the kitchen fireplace. Since he had slept between them for the past two nights he had become thoroughly acquainted with the generous curves of her soft tits. The delectable mounds, each tipped with a dark nipple that visibly hardened before his eyes, made him lick his lips in anticipation.

She caught sight of the tip of that pointed black tongue running over the seam of his mouth and flashed him a sultry smile. Taking two steps toward him she parted her legs to let her bare feet stand shoulder length apart and allowed him a close up view of her neatly trimmed slit. The delicate petals were completely bare and a dark little triangle of bright blonde hairs pointed down toward her sweet spot from above. Wanting only to give the imp a show before she began to suck him to his full size, she was surprised when she felt his slick hot tongue flick out to lick her tasty snatch.

"Oooh! Do I taste nice imp? Malika seems to think so." She teased, smoothly placing the image of Malika and her lapping at each other's pussies in Pugward's mind. His cock grew notably as he looked at her.

"Like ripe juicy fruit. You wantin' me to get a better taste?" He asked, those small black eyes looking up at her as his tongue extended outward and wiggled suggestively.

"I'd like that very much Pugward. You really are rather wonderful for a demon you know." She complimented him.

"Charm's my middle name Hot Pants. Now how's about you get dat sweet ass up on da table an' relax. If I'm havin' your pussy for lunch I wanna take my time."

Shanti amicably turned around to let him admire that firm ass he was so fond of and walked over to the table. Sliding onto it elegantly to lie back and spread her thighs, her appetising pussy glistening in his direction. Pugward quickly jumped up onto the table, a rather impressive feat considering his diminutive size. He quickly pulled off that strange visor cap that he was wearing and threw it to the ground. Like most of the things he created through enchantment and no longer needed, the cap erupted in a spurt of green flame and then vanished.

His long gangly arms slipped under her legs and she bent her knees to lift her thighs and place her feet flat on the table surface. The she was grateful for the varnished wood beneath her, at least she wouldn't pick up any splinters from what was about to happen. The imp grabbed her waist with his arms beneath her legs and pulled her across the table toward him with a strength she wouldn't have thought possible from him. After letting out a quick yelp of surprise her voice dissolved into a low moan when she felt his wet tongue licking over her inner thighs.

Malika had been the only other person in the world to touch her in such a way and the sorceress's eagerness to please combined with her inexperience left little time for foreplay. Pugward's tongue however did not simply plunge inside her, going straight for the places that drove her insane with delight. Instead she felt him lick over the outer lips of her labia so lightly she barely felt it, though it made her tense up with desire. Again she felt him but not where she wanted it as he lightly swirled the tip of that long tongue through the soft hairs over her slit and then roll that slick organ down the opposite side of her pussy along her inner thigh once again.

"Imp that is most- oh!" She had been about to chide him for teasing her when she felt his tongue lick down between her buttocks, the pointed tip slowly encircling her asshole with its feathery touch.

She heard Pugward give a small grunt of amusement as he found she loved her rear entrance tickled in such a way. Just as she was finding an orgasm building from this strange new technique however, she felt the imps tongue lick all the way up her slit to swirl around her clit. The touch brought a husky groan from the girl and Pugward let his tongue slide back into his mouth to survey his handiwork.

Her bare pussy was now swollen with arousal. Those dark beautiful lips gleamed with his saliva and her juices and were left slightly parted to reveal the hot bright pink sheath between them. Taking a moment to grin to himself, he then plunged his face between Shanti's legs and slid his long tongue inside her.

The reaction was immediate and almost violent as she arched her back suddenly, her hands reaching out to grip the sides of the table and hold on for dear life whilst Pugward's expert tongue cast her out into sweet oblivion. Like Malika, she was a virgin and so he did not use the full length of his tongue to pleasure her. Instead he concentrated on licking the soft flesh her pussy was happy to yield to him and occasionally lifted his head to suckle on her clit and draw fresh cries of ecstasy from deep within her.

They continued on like that for what seemed like hours. Shanti lost count of how many times she felt bliss consume her and Pugward learned exactly what drove her wild to the point where his tongue could draw her screams forth as if he were playing a particularly delicious instrument. She bucked and writhed upon the surface of the table, once almost falling off until she felt a strange force push her back on as if from nowhere. The imp's magic, no doubt.

After a particularly thunderous peak she felt that amazing tongue leave her as his head lifted from between her legs and he looked up at her. She lifted her own head to look down between her breasts at him and saw he was stood between her legs, his cock now fully erect and apparently ready for action. The bulbous green head already blackened slightly as it oozed his seed and she saw a thick black vein running along the side of its length. All in all it looked highly unappealing but she remembered the effect it had on Malika and her eyes smouldered with anticipation.

"Yeh ready for da main event?" He grabbed his cock and waved it about lewdly before her eyes.

"I think I'm ready for several imp." She gave him a wry smirk.

Needing no further encouragement, Pugward hopped closer to her slippery pussy and with a quick jab of his hips the thick head of his generously proportioned cock popped inside the waiting girl.

"Oh fuck!" Shanti cried as she felt him push inside her.

Suddenly she realised why Malika had the reaction she did, he filled her completely as he pushed deeper into her inch by sweet inch. She felt that ridiculously long tongue as it snaked out of his mouth and wrapped tightly about her nipple giving it an oddly wet squeeze. Then just as she thought things couldn't get any better she felt a sharp stab of pain that was soon washed away by a torrent of pure bliss. The imp felt that sweet submission inside her virgin pussy and slowly buried himself all the way inside her.

The scream Shanti gave echoed throughout the temple drawing a few girls to the kitchens to see what was going on. One was holding a metal candelabra and the other a large hard backed book as makeshift weapons. They dropped them immediately when they saw what was going on however.

The bodies of Pugward and Shanti had levitated from the table to rest on a cushion of nothingness. Shanti's dark legs flailed wildly, kicking and twitching with every thrust the imp gave between her legs. Her hands were busily groping her tits and pinching her nipples as Pugward's tongue slid up between her tits to lick at the nape of her neck as he fucked her as hard as she began to beg him to. The obscene sight of the gruesome little creature fucking the chocolate skinned beauty in mid air drew gasps from the two girls who had stumbled upon them.

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Shanti began to chant with every thrust.

It didn't take much of that cock stretching her and sliding deep inside her sweet cunt until she finally began to shudder and then tensed, her toes curling and her back arching as she experienced the most intense orgasm of her life. Her head lolled forwards and her eyes opened to see his tongue still licking up her, it's pointed tip lifting up over her chin. Throwing caution to the wind she licked the tongue with her own and then sucked the tip between her lips, still shaking as another orgasm built deep within her. The second time she came he grabbed her tight ass with his long fingers and pushed himself deep inside her to make her moan whorishly and then began to spurt his cum to turn that moan into a scream.

That hot sticky black seed pumped into her, filling her to the brim and leaking out down between her buttocks to drop onto the table below, mixed with her own sweet juices. She caught a glimpse of Pugward, his tongue sliding back into his mouth as he sighed with sweet relief and felt his own climax subside. She took a moment and giggled as they found themselves floating in the air, him still buried in her well fucked sheath.

"Your tongue tastes of ash." She chided him.

"Hey I smoke fifteen cigars a day, ya expectin' it to taste 'o fuckin' honey?" He shot back.

"What's a cigar? Those things you put in your mouth to taste smoke?" She asked, more curious than anything else.

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So it was then that two hours later when Malika finally left the library to go in search of Shanti or Pugward she found them both layinh out on the table covered by a dining cloth and smoking cigars.

"Shanti, those things look awful!" Malika put her hands on her shapely hips as she looked at the pair of them.

"But I feel really relaxed." Shanti countered with a sigh, blowing a stream of black smoke out from her lips so thick it fell around her neck to dissipate across the table.

"Pugward, stop teaching my friends bad habits." She told the imp who was currently laid back with one hand behind his head, a large tent propping up the dining sheet where his cock lay beneath the cover.

"I am a bad habit Jelly Jugs." Pugward grinned at her, showing those gleaming yellow teeth. "'Sides we were just winding down after the second round."

"Third round." Shanti corrected him, a large smile forming on her full lips.

"Right. An' Shanti wanted somethin' ta help her relax before I fuck her up the butt." He explained as if they had just been caught changing a tyre.

"Shanti are you ok? He hasn't bewitched you or anything has he?" Malika could not quite believe what she was hearing.

"I'm fine! In fact screw that I'm fucking great!" She picked up some of the imp's bad language flawlessly. "This little guy has been doing things to me that made me come so hard that...see that stuff dripping down the wall there?"

Malika turned around to see that something had indeed squirted over the wall. She turned back to the pair of them, barely suppressing a laugh but somehow managing to look serious.

"That was me." Shanti grinned and took another drag of her cigar, coughing slightly afterwards.

"But up the bottom? I don't think that would be very pleasurable." Malika's frowned slightly.

"Neither did I but then he stuck his tongue up there and I changed my mind." For emphasis to Shanti's words Pugward stuck out his long snake-like tongue and wiggled it at Malika.

"Well, why don't we go upstairs and maybe you can turn me around on the idea?" Malika's suggestion made Pugward's jaw snap shut, his tongue just making it back inside in time.

"Ya know I think I took a right somewhere in hell when I shoulda taken a left and this is heaven." Pugward mused as Shanti eagerly rolled out from beneath the sheet and off the table to stand up.

The naked girl replaced her robe as Malika offered Pugward her arm to let him jump up onto her shoulders. As the trio passed through the great hall they found Eluria sat, still babbling about various secret passages and repeating herself over and over since Pugward hadn't told her she could stop. The apprentice who had been taking notes had milked her for all her information and left her sat alone in the hall.

"Ooooh hey, almost forgot about her." The imp rubbed his hands together over Malika's head. "Oi! Quit yammerin' an' get your ass over here!"

Eluria closed her mouth and obediently stood up to approach them. Her usual rage filled eyes seemed almost grateful that Pugward had allowed her to stop talking to no one. She stopped in front of them and Malika considered her for a long moment.

"Pugward would it be possible to do what you've done to her to the other sisters we have locked away?" She asked, her fingers brushing against her chin as she mused.

"Sure thing boss. If it was me I'd just kill 'em though. I mean after what they were gonna do to ya? Know what it's like bein' alive without a soul? You'd have wished ya were dead." The imp looked down at her, the proverbial devil on her shoulder.

"I know what they were going to do Pugward." Her hand came to rest over her breast as she felt where the cold shards of the sister's spells had begun to tear at her spirit. "I still feel it."

"Hey now Sugar Doll, didn't mean to get ya thinkin' about all that crap again. 'Sides ya don' have ta worry 'bout that eva happenin' again. Anyone tries ta mess with you? They're gonna get ta see my bad side." With that, the imp jumped from Malika's shoulders to land upon Eluria's.

Without much ceremony he positioned himself to stand with his feet on the violet haired woman's shoulders facing behind her and grabbed two handfuls of her hair. Then he leaned backwards, hanging from the woman's head to place his cock right in front of her mouth.

"Time ta practice yer sword swallowin' bitch." The imp grinned and Eluria felt her mouth involuntarily open at which point Pugward lunged his ass forwards and she found herself with a mouth full of imp cock.

There was a muffled squeal that made him groan as he felt the vibrations of the sound reverberate through his shaft. He quickly forced himself further into her mouth and she found herself willingly swallowing him again and again as he fucked her face.

"Suck it like a good little slut." Pugward growled at her.

Again she felt her tongue start to lick and massage him as he passed from her lips to her throat and she sucked him like a pro. Eluria wasn't normally accustomed to oral sex since Deckler always preferred her pussy. She certainly wasn't accustomed to being used in such a way or being regarded as little more than a slave. What disturbed her most was the familiar tingle in her pussy as she serviced Pugward's length with her mouth.

"Pugward if you do that to every single thing that attacks me then you'll have no time left to play with me." Malika pouted, her eyes glimmering with laughter.

"Hey Bright Eyes, I ain't about ta forget ya. Just needed somewhere to put the 'ol boner for a while since you two ladies seemed ta forget 'bout it." He started to pant in anticipation as Eluria's mouth continued to suck on him with gusto.

"We're sorry Pugward." Shanti apologised, sliding up to Malika's side and running her hand across her friend's expansive cleavage. "Lets go upstairs and we'll make it up to you."

He needed no more encouragement and to their surprise he didn't pull out of Eluria's mouth but instead saw her begin to walk towards the stairs with the imp still plunging his cock between her lips. They followed the sucking noises upstairs and finally found themselves in Eluria's room where the elf girl that had enjoyed pleasuring him yesterday and Valeska were busy laid on the bed with their mouths buried between each other's legs.

"Ahem." Malika interrupted making the elven girl lift her head from between Valeska's thighs to look up at them wide eyed.

"My lady!" The two girls scurried apart on the bed and looked around, suddenly realising they were in Eluria's former quarters.

"Sorry Malika, we were playing out in the hall and just made for the nearest bedroom. I didn't even see it was yours." Valeska rolled onto her side and looked over to them, when she saw Pugward with his eyes closed and his hips thrusting his cock into Eluria's mouth she giggled at them.

"We'll forgive you this once." Shanti stepped over to slip onto the bed on her hands and knees and press her lips against those of the startled elf. "What's your name anyway?"

"Sirillia." The elf replied, soothed by Shanti's kiss.

"Yeee haaaw!" Pugward rudely interrupted them as he finally released a gushing torrent of his black seed down Eluria's throat. The violet haired woman swallowed eagerly, gulping down every drop before Pugward steered her over to the bed and then fell back down on it between Valeska, Shanti and Sirillia.

"We came up here to let Pugward show us what it's like to take it up the ass." Malika told them as she began to disrobe.

"Mind if we stay to watch?" Valeska asked, her attention had shifted to Pugward and her long fingers reached out to stroke up and down his cock lovingly.

So it was then that five minutes later the four girls were crouched on the large bed in a circle around the imp and Eluria. The woman had long since forgotten she was supposed to be filled with rage as Pugward fucked her whilst she rested on her back amidst the silken sheets. Having to pleasure Deckler was not the most pleasant experience for her whereas Pugward actually seemed to enjoy making her cum. What's more the little imp seemed to know exactly how to make her climaxes so powerful that on more than one occasion she actually blacked out, only to wake up moments later to find him continuously thrusting inside her.

He didn't spend long on her pussy however, instead sliding out of her after fifteen minutes. That thick green length of his glistened with her arousal and as she came down from her high she realised she had been cumming like a freight train before her enemies and her pale cheeks turned crimson. Just for fun as the imp had her turn over to rest on her hands and knees with her curvy ass lifted up in the air, he clicked his fingers and she found she could once again speak.

"You will all pay for this! Lagria will bathe in your blood! I will boil you alive in the darkest depths of this place as I...oooooooh!" Her rant was rudely interrupted as Pugward floated up in the air a few inches, lined his cock up with her tight little asshole and pushed in slowly.

"I...kill...all...you!" Eluria tried to curse them through harsh breaths as she felt herself yield and her own fuck juices slickened her tight ass up for Pugward to bury himself inside her.




The Defiled Temple Ch. 05



After a moment she lost her voice altogether and instead simply moaned softly at the intense feeling of being filled up by the imp. Her fingers dug into the bed sheets and her toes curled with delight. She told herself as she thrust her ass back against him that he was dominating her mind but they both knew the only thing controlling her was her lust.

"It looks like she's enjoying it a great deal." Shanti observed, her legs spread open on the bed and her fingers blurring as they flicked across her pussy lips.

"Nooo...hate...all of you!" Eluria desperately managed to squeal as she came to a thunderous climax that left her shaking with delightful aftershocks.

Pugward continued to fuck her like that through three more orgasms and by the end of it she was begging him to fuck her harder to the cheers of the girls around them. Then finally she sagged on the bed as he released her hips from his wiry fingers and was left panting on the covers.

"My turn next!" Shanti clapped her hands with glee and spun around to offer Pugward her firm ass.

The imp grinned and gave the offered backside a spank that drew a squeak from Shanti before he had Eluria suck his cock until it once again glistened. Then he set himself behind Shanti and lined up his length with her ass. Unlike with Eluria he was much slower this time and far more caring. When the swollen head of his length popped inside that tight little hole she yelped in surprise at the new sensation and he allowed her to adjust before sinking further inside her.

"Oh gods!" Shanti breathed, her eyes shut tightly together and her full soft tits cushioned against the silk covers as Pugward slowly began to fuck her.

Within ten minutes she had accustomed herself to him and like Eluria she was eagerly rocking backwards against him. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream of bliss and every so often she would thrust herself back and remain with him buried to the balls inside her as she came.

Pugward finally reached his own peak and slid himself out of Shanti's ass and squirted his cum over her bottom and across her back. This led to the other girls playfully attacking Shanti and licking up every drop from her dusky skin. Once again it was Eluria's turn to clean off Pugward's cock with her mouth, not that there was anything to clean of course, Shanti was a remarkably hygienic girl.

Next up was Valeska who giddily offered up her butt to Pugward and allowed him to pop her cherry in both her pussy and her ass before turning around and sucking him off herself. Then Sirillia followed, though she laid back upon the bed and asked him only to fuck her pussy since she didn't much like the idea of anal sex. Pugward gladly obliged and she found herself laid back with her head in Malika's lap sucking on those massive tits as Pugward thrust inside her between Sirillia's slender open legs.

Three hours later they all lay exhausted on the bed, most were asleep except Malika and Pugward who were cuddled up together as Pugward enjoyed licking his long tongue over her nipples.

"Did you like that?" She asked him.

"You kiddin' boss? I fuckin' love hangin' out with you." He reached up with a free hand to cup her large boobs as if to emphasise his point. She laughed and then moaned softly as he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.

"Well a good sorceress looks after her demon hm?" She smiled down at him, those beautiful creamy features alight with contentment.

"Damn straight. Fuck I'm never gonna get enough o' these babies." Pugward said as he lifted his head from one of her tits and then sucked her other nipple into his mouth.

"Mmmm, you can have them whenever you like." Malika's hand lifted and cradled the back of his head as he sucked on her boobs. "I'm a little surprised though. I believed demons revelled in mayhem, carnage and sex. You just seem to be interested in the latter. Not that I'm complaining of course, I don't know what I'd do if you wanted me to hurt someone."

Pugward let her nipple pop out of his mouth with a lewd sucking noise and looked up at her with those small black eyes of his.

"Hey Sugar Tits, I ain't about to make you go on no killin' spree. Those other demon's are like fuckin' teenagers. Stupid, amped up on power an' rage with little ta get in their way. I'm old enough ta know that goin' round blowin' shit up for no reason is just fuckin' stupid. I mean sure, I love roastin' me some morons but why go lookin' for trouble when I got a fuckin' house o' babes ta play with? I mean fuck baby, you alone would keep me on da straight an' narrow." He told her as his eyes lowered back to her breasts and she felt his cock slide up against her firm belly.

"Well I'm glad to be of service, now would you like to take a midnight bath with your mistress?" She asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"Bath again? Jeez babe you know I got a rep to maintain right?" He whined.

"I promise I'll make it worth your while." Malika's voice had a rather husky lilt to it that made Pugward's ears wiggle.

"Well when ya put it that way..."



The Defiled Temple Ch. 06



The sorceress and her thrall both lazily slid out of the bed. Malika lifted Pugward up to sit on her shoulders and they descended through the temple toward the baths. As they passed some of the doors to the sisters' chambers they heard the soft moans and an occasional squeal of delight that showed they weren't the only ones enjoying themselves. Once they descended to the lower levels they found the temple to be mostly silent with all the apprentices long since having retired to bed.

Pugward's spell to heat the water and fill it with frothing bubbles had not faded since he had cast it the previous day. From the evidence of the few discarded robes littered about the place it seemed they weren't the only ones to have made use of it again since the orgy.

For the moment they were alone it seemed so Malika lifted Pugward from her shoulders and let him wrap his arms about her neck as he sank into the water. His long gangly limbs weren't really made for swimming after all. That large pale green length slipped comfortably up between her large roung breasts and the imp groaned at the sensation of her soft skin pressed up against him.

"So what do you have planned for tomorrow Pugward?" She asked as he began shifting his green posterior to slide his cock up and down inside her expansive cleavage.

"Ooooh, I dunno boss. We ain't finished fixin' this place up yet an' that'll take a few days. Then we gots ta go find a town nearby that's willin' to trade with us 'fore we run outta eats. I mean you ain't gonna be up for just stealin' it like Eluria used to right?" She began to wash him as he pleasured himself, he barely seemed to notice.

"No, I'd rather not. Couldn't we grow our own? Or summon some magically?" She wasn't exactly versed in how the sisterhood had provided her with the sparse meals she'd gotten during her years as an apprentice.

"Well maybe when the girls figure out how ta use their own magicka, sure. Right now though? Well they'd probably die o' hunger before they figured it out an' you really don't wanna eat anythin' that I make. Y'see my magic is a little skewed from all that time in the dark realms. I could make a fire to boil some stew sure enough but if I just popped da stew inta existence it'd be pretty shitty to eat. Prolly poisonous too."

"I had heard that demonic magic was tainted in such a way." Malika frowned, for someone who just wanted some peace and quiet she certainly had to solve more than her fair share of problems.

"Yeah, we're more into da crush, kill 'n destroy sorta lifestyle. Healin' an' feedin' ain't really my strong suit." He happily leaned into her hand as she scratched behind his large ears.

"Well you have other strong suits Pugward." She reassured him and set a soft kiss from those plump lips on his brow.

He looked up at her with a toothy yellow grin.

"Thanks babe. 'Sides I can teach you an' the rest of 'em how to do that crap in a few months. We just gotta get by 'till then. So I say we go look for a town an' strike up a deal. You got enough gold to buy the fuckin' country anyhoo an' that'll usually seal any deal. Now am I clean enough yet? This boner could level a damn building." He complained leading them to both look down at the bulbous tip of his shaft popping up between her meaty tits.

"Well I'm not sure. I think I got most of the grime off of you but I don't think you're quite done yet." She chided him with a barely suppressed giggle and a scintillating glint in her crimson eyes.

"Aw c'mon boss, I mean we've been in for like five minutes already! Lets go back upstairs so I can play with yer tits some more huh?" He suggested, not quite catching the suggestiveness in Malika's tone.

"No, I'm sorry Pugward but we need to get you cleaned up properly first." She told him as she slipped up to the side of the pool and lifted him up to sit on the edge. His cock waved about lewdly in the air before her eyes.

"For fuck sake Sugar Tits, I ain't gettin' any cleaner unless ya..." Pugward never got to tell her about washing machine's however as Malika lowered her mouth over his cock and sucked him between her lips.

The imp cursed in some strange language as she took him in inch by inch until her lips were wrapped about the base of his cock and her nose was nestled against his green flesh. The sight of the gorgeous creamy skinned, raven haired woman sucking him so hungrily caught him off guard and he nearly sent his thick black gunk gushing down her throat right then.

Closing his eyes tightly and concentrating on holding back, he somehowmanaged to keep his calm. He felt her sucking mouth slide back up to the tip of his length where her wet pink tongue swirled delicately about his bulbous tip.

"Ooooh shit boss, ya really are getting' fuckin' good at that." The imp exclaimed as his long spidery fingers entwined in her silky smooth hair.

Her dark crimson hued eyes looked up to him and her mouth opened to show him the lewd sight of his cock resting on her wet tongue. Slowly, she started licking at that sweet spot under his swollen helmet. The imp grinned down at her, his thick meat twitching against her tongue before she planted a gentle kiss on the tip and then moved to his side so she could pull herself out of the pool.

Pugward untangled his fingers from her hair and watched the gorgeous woman move to sit on the edge of the pool next to him, all that crystalline water poured over her ivory skin along those stunning curves. He moved to grab hold of those giant tits but before he could she slapped his hand away playfully.

"Hey what gives? I...Oi!" He complained as she picked him up and pushed him backwards to land on his back on the hard floor with his hard cock pointing at the ceiling.

Before he could summon the will to get angery Malika made it up to him. A feminine twitter of laughter filled the large room as the busty sorceress raised herself to stand. Quickly, she placed a foot on either side of her demonic cohort giving him a stunning view of her pink slit above his head. Then she descended, her knees spreading apart as she crouched down, her hot pussy descending towards his pulsing member. Pugward's expression turned from mildly annoyed to positively gleeful and he guided his cock up to slide smoothly into her tight slippery sheath as she settled against him. A soft husky moan escaped her lips as she was steadily impaled upon his hard length and she felt herself filled once again by the amorous imp.

Pugward eagerly reached up and cupped her heaving tits in his hands making Malika draw in her breath in a hiss of desire. Once she was filled entirely with his cock she rolled her hips slightly and opened her eyes to look down at him, the corner of her mouth curving up in a seductive smirk. She sucked her lower lip between her teeth to nibble upon. Pugward felt the sticky sweet juices from her delicious cunt begin to drip down over his balls and soon enough she started to bounce up and down upon him.

"Oooh yeah Sugar Tits that's the stuff right there." And indeed it was as Malika had never looked as incredible to him as she did when getting fucked by his cock.

Her large tits jiggled with every thrust, slapping together every time she slipped him completely inside her pussy. Her hands lifted to slide over his as he grasped those incredible melon sized boobs and encouraged him to squeeze and play all he liked. When he lightly pinched her sensitive nipples with his fingertips she screamed his name loudly and her pussy clenched tightly around his cock before bathing his balls in her juices.

"I love your cock Pugward!" She professed to him at the height of her orgasm.

"My cock loves ya right back babe!" Pugward grunted as he too could no longer hold back and sent a thick spurt of cum gushing through her slippery pussy.

The feel of his hot gunk inside her made her sigh with a naughty smile as her tongue licked over her lips and she looked down at him, her eyes glimmering with scarlet lust.

Once he had finished she lifted herself up to let his cock slip out of her with a wet sucking noise and hesitated only for a moment before reaching down between them and moving the tip to slip between the cheeks of her ass.

"Ooooh, you sure boss?" Pugward felt his cock apply pressure against her tightest hole.

The stunning female answered him by letting out a long breath and slowly pushing him against her asshole. For a few seconds it seemed like there was no chance of it fitting until finally with a determined little shove she managed to push the very tip of his cock up inside her. When she felt him slip inside her bottom and spread her wide open she felt the imps hands lower from her tits to rest across her thighs.

Slowly, so very slowly, he pushed himself upwards and took away his mistress' breath. Inch by inch he slipped up into her ass, stopping only once when she pushed her hands down onto his narrow chest and squeezed. Her eyes closed tightly together and she let out a litte whimper. They stilled their movements as Malika adjusted to the thick length probing her behind. Then he started once again when he felt her fingers relax their grip and her hips began to swivel in little circles. The beautiful woman felt the most intense sensation she'd ever experienced. At times it was almost painful but Pugward seemed to know what he was doing. That long tongue of his slipped out from his mouth and down over his body until she felt it slowly flicking over her clit with quick wet strokes. That little move started her ass instinctively moving in short sharp little fucking motions that slid more of him inside her. Soon enough Malika finally found herself sat on the imp's lap with his cock buried to the balls in her ass.

"Oh...oh Pugward. This is very different." She said between sharp breaths, unsure whether or not she was enjoying herself right then. Having her tight ass invaded so deeply and spread enough to allow all of the imp's girth was not exactly comfortable. Yet there was something she felt building deep inside her. The wonderful things his tongue was doing to her pusse helped matters and that dark sensation at her core soon began to build.

The imp wasn't about to stop and she felt him make a few tiny thrusts into the deepest parts of her bottom before she felt her pain fade leaving her to experience the breathtaking sensation. She quickly went with it and began to match his thrusts, taking him wholly inside her ass each time.

"I think...I think I could get used to this." She looked down at the imp once more and got an approving if slightly dirty grin in response.

The foul mouthed creature's long serpentine tongue left her pussy and slid back into his mouth. Her hands lifted from his chest to grasp her spread knees.

"Fuckin' hell I love watchin' those big 'ol titties o' yours slappin' togetha boss." His gravely voice spurred her on and she slammed his cock deep into her ass.

"Is my ass n-nice?" Malika almost bit her lip trying to get the words out whilst she rode him like a wild woman.

"Oh baby it's da best! Ya gonna cum hard for 'ol Pugward?"

"Oh yes! Yes!"

Pugwards grip tightened on her smooth taut thighs and as she felt the first wave of her climax wash over her she almost forgot to keep fucking him. Luckily Pugward had thought ahead and he used his new leverage to thrust himself up into her tight bum again and again as she shuddered and gasped. Malika felt as if her breath had been stolen as the intense feeling of her anal orgasm ripped through her and when she found noise coming from her throat again she threw her head back and screamed louder than she ever had before. Her pussy gushed her sweet sticky juices all over Pugward's green chest and the imp soon couldn't hold out any longer. The feel of his hot black cum erupting deep inside her bottom immediately left her gasping for air once more, her body spasming with feeings that were unheard of.

Then everthing went black.

A few moments later when Malika's eyes opened and the world came back into view she found herself lying on her back on the floor of the baths. One of her arms had fallen into the bubbling water of the great pool beside her. Her entire body felt pleasantly numb and she heard the wet sucking noises coming from between her legs before she felt Pugward's tongue deep inside her pussy licking up the remnants of her climax. As the feeling came back into her body heat suddenly flooded her and she felt a minor orgasm send a shiver along her skin as she stirred. Pugward gave her pussy a long final wet kiss before his head popped up from between her thighs. She offered a lazy smile as she rolled her hips one final time for his viewing pleasure.

"Mmmm, that was very nice Pugward." She reached down andpulled him up into her arms.

"Hoped ya'd like it boss." The imp told her as she held him between her soft round tits.

"Lets go to bed." She finally said when she was certain she'd be able to stand.

Although she walked slightly oddly on her way back upstairs she was very glad she'd allowed him take her ass. It wasn't like normal sex and she wouldn't like to do it every day but it certainly was an interesting and rather intense experience.

They arrived back in the bedroom to find the other girls asleep on the bed. Even Eluria had curled up at the bottom and was snoozing soundly like a content kitten. Malika set Pugward down and crawled up onto Shanti's arms, the dark skinned girl embraced her lover fondly and they both waited for Pugward to slip between them before falling asleep.

The next morning Malika awoke to find herself looking at Pugward's very pleased features. He relaxed back upon a pillow on the bed beside her with the elf girl, Sirillia, on all fours before him hungrily sucking on his cock. She thought that explained the wet sucking noises in the room but as her senses came to her she realised that Shanti was also practicing her oral skills on her own pussy. What's more because of Shanti's tongue Malika's first sensation of the day was a rather intense orgasm that had her fingers digging into the bed sheets.

"See? It's way better doin' it that way." Pugward told Shanti.

"What way?" Malika asked, still somewhat dreamy after her sleep and her orgasm.

"Pugward's teaching me how to lick pussy like he does." Shanti lifted her head from between Malika's spread thighs and smiled at the sorceress. Her lips were glistening with Malika's juices.

"Just givin' a few pointers." Pugward said rather modestly. His hands were planted upon the sheets at either side of him giving him some leverage to thrust his hips up and shove his cock into the girl's mouth each time she bobbed her head between his legs. "Oh fuck yeah, that's the stuff right there. You are a born cock sucker girl."

The beautiful elf took that as a compliment and started bobbing her head faster, eventually causing Pugward to grunt and pour a few streams of cum down her throat. Once he was finished Sirillia slurped her lips up from the base of the cock to finally release the tip with a wet 'pop' and smile at Pugward after gulping down the last drop of his dark seed.

"Thank you Pugward. It is good to know my efforts are well spent." She told him with a teasing wiggle of her eyebrows.

Pugward, who had flopped sideways to land with his head resting on Malika's arm was currently trying to catch his breath. Right then all he could manage was to give the girl a thumb up. She laughed musically and winked at Malika.

- - - - -

The day began much as it had done the day before. There was still much work to do for everyone including Malika. The morning was spent with her demon as he dominated the minds of the former sorceresses as he had done to Eluria. For her part Malika didn't like the idea of keeping the sisterhood around but they couldn't be simply turned out into the world to die or worse, to live and seek revenge. So instead they would stay in the temple to serve the apprentices. At first she wasn't certain how this idea would be taken. Shanti had warned that enslaving the former evil sorceresses and putting them in the hands of their victims would not be a good idea. Not if Malika didn't want their new slaves harmed at least. 

It turned out she needn't have worried as the girls tended to avoid their new servants if they could. The exception was the bald elf girl with skin the colour of the night who seemed to enjoy 'playing' with the sisters. This often included making them dance naked in the main hall at dinner times, having them serve as living statues in the halls in various rather lewd poses or outright having them pleasure her on the spot. Since she wasn't physically harming them Malika allowed it although she kept a close eye on the dark elf to make sure it didn't go any further. Pugward told her not to worry about it so much.

After their first week was over it was becoming clear that they would soon need to venture out into the world to find a village or town to trade with. Their food supplies would only last for two more weeks and the sorceress didn't want her friends starving. She found Pugward busying himself in the library preparing a number of books to start teaching the apprentices the rudiments of magic. Judging from the slurping noises coming from beneath the desk he was seated at she guessed one of the apprentices was showing her appreciation for all his hard work.

"Hello Pugward, I was thinking we might set out to one of the outlying towns before noon." She moved to perch her firm bottom on the table he was seated at.

"Sure thing Luscious Lips." Pugward agreed, those small dark eyes rising from the text he'd been reading to look her over.

Beneath the desk the sucking noises continued despite Malika's presence although a hand she recognised as Shanti's appeared beside Pugward from beneath the table and waved.

Malika had a hard time subduing a laugh at the gesture.

"So what do you recommend we take with us?" Having little experience in the outside world other than what she'd read of adventurer's travels, Malika was left to look to the imp for advice.

"Well we should prolly take Eluria. I'm gonna need somethin' ta ride on. Oh an' some snacks for da road. Nearest town's only about a day's walk from 'ere. Oh an' remember ta dress warm." He told her in a motherly fashion before letting his head loll backwards and groaning softly before sending a few gulps of demonic cum down Shanti's throat.

Since she was done with the imp Shanti slipped from under the table and smiled at Malika, a thick drop of Pugward's black goo dripped from the corner of her mouth. The busty sorceress smiled at her lover and walked over to lick up the stray drop and kiss Shanti on the lips.

"Ya could come along too toots." Pugward said as he turned his narrow face to Shanti. "Da boss always thinks better with ya around."

Shanti shrugged her shoulders absently after easing back from Malika's lips. She wore the dark robe that Pugward had made for her and little else underneath.

"I'd like that Shanti, but it's your descision." Malika told her lover.

"Sure, I suppose it will be interesting." The blonde haired woman agreed.

Less than thirty minutes later they all met up in the hall, many of the apprentices had assembled to see what was going on. They found Pugward standing by the great double doors looking at Eluria critically. The naked purple haired woman seemed slightly distressed. He had her bent over at the waist with her ass stuck up in the air and her arms hanging down toward the floor. Over her back he had slung a saddle suitable for holding two humans and the woman's legs were wobbling slightly trying to stay upright like he'd told her to.

"Pugward we can't make her go the whole journey like that. She'll be falling over every five minutes and she'll probably freeze within an hour." Malika scolded her demon as she emerged from the crowd with Shanti.




The Defiled Temple Ch. 06



They were both wearing large black fur coats they'd found in amongst the sister's former belongings. Malika also carried a pack of her own over her shoulders.

"Hey don't worry about it boss, I'm just setting her up for some transmogrifyin'." Pugward casually told her.

Eluria didn't know what 'transmogrifyin'' meant but she decided she didn't want any part in it. Her whole body tensed up and her eyes bulged as she began to squeal from between closed lips as best she could.

Pugward paid her no heed and quickly snapped his fingers. The change in Eluria was instantaneous as she fell down onto all fours. Thick white fur began to sprout up all over her smooth creamy skin until she was covered with the stuff. Her face too began to change, her pupils elongated and her eyes seemed to brighten. She felt her nose recede back against her face and her upper lip split into two before whiskers sprouted along it. The entire world suddenly became high definition and she could see a tiny spider crawling into a corner at the opposite side of the hallway and make out each of its eyes. As her eyes adjusted she found she could also hear things happening throughout the entire temple as well as smell what each apprentice had eaten for dinner last night and what's more who she'd lain with.

She felt another odd sensation as her spine elongated and a tail lifted up in the air just above her bottom as well as the painless but very disconcerting sensation of her arms and knees suddenly bending the wrong way. A glance down at her hands revealed them to now be large white paws with large black claws extended out to dig into the stone beneath her.

The apprentices all marvelled at the transformation as Eluria had turned from a rather beautiful woman into a snowy tigress that was just larger than a horse with a tuft of purple hair atop its white head. Once the transformation was complete the apprentices burst into applause at the demonstration of the imp's skills to which Pugward bowed until he saw the look Malika was giving him.

"Hey I toldya I'd need a ride an' dis way we can all get there quicker. 'Soon as we get back I'll make sure she's back ta normal. Promise!" He gave her a large grin filled with sharp yellow teeth and batted his eyelids at her in a way that suited him as much as a fine silk shirt suited a very small fish.

Upon hearing that the change wasn't permanent, Malika's shoulders relaxed somewhat. She'd grown to feel rather sorry for Eluria despite what the evil woman had tried to do to her. In the past weeks the former sorceress had been debased and humiliated in almost every way imaginable. Pugward often referred to her as his 'pet' and often walked her about on a leash and made her eat from a bowl on the floor at dinner time. Not to mention the fact that she was his go-to gal for doing anything the other apprentices didn't feel comfortable with sexually and the little demon was something of a pervert after all.

Right then however it was true that the transportation of the oversized tigress would be helpful on their journey and at least whilst she was an animal Eluria didn't have anything to fear from Pugward sticking his cock up her bum at random moments before playing what he liked to call 'ride the Bulluria.' At least she really hoped he wouldn't.

To apologise for scolding the imp Malika walked over and scooped him up into her arms. Curious to see what was beneath the fur cloak, Pugward took a quick peek and found her bare breasted beneath. His small black eyes widened and he looked up to her.

"Ya know you'll freeze right?" He warned.

"I can summon heat if need be, although these cloaks are ridiculously warm. As long as we keep wrapped up in them we'll be alright and if not you can conjure us up some more clothes can't you? Besides I thought you'd like it." Malika smirked playfully at him as he crawled in under the fur to rest nestled between her large fleshy pillows.

"Damn Sugar Tits this really is da only way to ride." Pugward gleefully proclaimed as Malika walked over to sling a long bare leg over Eluria and seat herself upon the saddle. Shanti followed suit soon after, slipping into place behind her and wrapping her arms about Malika's waist.

The sorceress took hold of the reins rather timidly and Eluria found herself moving from the crouch she'd adopted to let them get on her back to a standing position. Right then she didn't really care she was being ridden by her hated enemy. She was a damn tigress! She wanted to run!

As they passed Valeska, Malika halted and looked down to the apprentice.

"We should only be gone a few days. You're in charge whilst we're away. Keep up our work and don't let anyone in the temple. We have raised a few magical barriers to keep any wanderers from this place. You should be safe." Malika nibbled on her lower lip nervously after she spoke.

"Malika we'll be fine. Go and enjoy the outside world! We know you've been looking forward to it." Valeska urged with a smile, a murmur of agreement spread throughout the apprentices.

Shanti made her feelings felt by giving her lover a reassuring squeeze and with a resolute nod the great doors to the temple swung open and Malika, Shanti, Pugward and Eluria ventured out into the winter chill of the outside world.