deep in the forest of the Carpathian mountains, there is a pocket-size cottage sitting in its perfection while the domain and plant biography around it is twisted, tainted and frightening. The cottage stands as if built in just previous days but has stood for hundreds of years, and was built by the beldam Zyphyra for her and her unborn girl. Back when Zyphyra was around, the woods were bountiful with fruit and game, and she allowed all the settlement nearby to collect what the needed and hunt for their families with no penury of defrayment. She simply told each who gained from her land that they must wassail their dedication to her. This was no take, as every homo for miles and miles, expanding as far as close kingdom, all loved Zyphyra. She was kind and loving, would allow orphaned children to endure in the forest, in a clearing she had blessed so no matter what may happen, the baby would be safety from any event or creature. However, as years passed, problems began to lift, after the birth of Zyphyra daughter was born and grew. The girl was far unlike than any creature the humans had seen.

Essylt was a beautiful girl, and from her toddling year, she was the core of many individuals obsession. She was blessed with porcelain skin, without any flaws, and easy was dear skin leather. She had raven black hair with gold streak, with vivid light lavender eyes that sparkled like stone in any horizon. As she grew erstwhile, she became even more beautiful, with the figure of a goddess or an holy person, and men would come up from far away lands to jaw the enchanted forest and the witch 's celestial beauty of a daughter. At first it was not tough, the nearby village earned more money from the touristry and Zyphyra earned more as well as the men would buy appealingness and potions before leaving to narrate the tales of the witch and her daughter to their comrades.

However, then soldiers began coming, kingdoms sending get their most valuable soldiers and Knights to woo the beautiful Essylt and bring good her back with them. Zyphyra felt it was time to put a halt to the visitors and used her majyk to enthrall their niggling bungalow further into the mountain forest, and the soil that was once bountiful with food and life-time began to garble. Without Zyphyra majyk to retain the land nourished with positive majyk, the iniquity thought of those who would come to the woods expecting to see a beautiful char to be met with disappointment and angriness seeped into the dry land. The negatively then brought far darker puppet than those of the realm of man.

Demons were attracted to the once blessed land, and began to wander in host. settlement lost scores of their population to hungry or horn demons, men were killed and eaten, women raped mercilessly before being killed or forced to bare the brainsick spawn of the acosting daimon. minor were used as hard worker until they reached adulthood, then depending on gender would meet the Saami circumstances as their parents.

For geezerhood, the descent of the innocent and foul fluids of demons in ecstacy, warped the barbarian life, tainted the ground and destroyed the Village to the dot that the earth was deserted and abandoned. The humans that were left were those who worshipped the demons in exchange for power which they used to excruciate others of their own, until they became as twisted and cheating as the demon who used them.

Zyphyra knew of all of it, but she kept it underground from her daughter. Essylt was naive to the world, and did n't recognise her female parent was wasting away using so lots majyk, until finally, Zyphyra could observe up the majyk no longer, and her life forced slipped away. Essylt found her daylight later, her mother reduced to dust and a cloak at the bound of the woods where the blessed and the twisted land met.

Essylt was extremely skilled in majyk herself, being a half Ling, however, she did n't realize the reasonableness she was so skilled, and why she had to be hidden, was because the man who had fathered her was Lucifer himself, and his parentage called to creatures whose someone were demented and disgusting from the dark push that consumed them.

Essylt tried her comfortably, putting up her own barrier, but it was not nearly as impregnable g. It could restrain out lesser demons, but those with a postponement on their exponent could take the air through it without injury. There were traps, charms and spell in topographic point to forestall them from coming get farther, but with each daemon that was stopped, another inviolable one would make it further into the sanctify land. Until eventually, Essylt could see them from the windows of her cottage. The cottage itself would be dense, however eventually she would ingest to step out of the cottage for herbs or food for thought, so it was only a issue of time until the inevitable happened.

Essylt had adorned herself in her mother 's cloak, blessed by her ashes, and covered with runes, amulet and spell to act as a shield so she could roll up food. There was a fruit Malus pumila tree only xv feet from the door, but only understructure behind it, there was a potent demon, watching and waiting for her. She took a deep breathes and chanted a magic spell as she opened the room access and took a tentative stone's throw outside. Barely out the doorway and the miasma permeating from the demon made her vision fuzz, she felt bile biting at her throat, but she kept it down and cover chanting.

She stared sound ahead, directly at the brute, refusing to let her fear prevent her from doing what she must do. She reached the tree and continued intonation as she filled her small basket, never taking her center off the demon. However, in her misdirection, she did n't notice a demonic familiar in the Tree, waiting to move. Suddenly, without warning, a violent burning wizard ripped through her manus. She let out an ear smashing scream, the familiar had bitten her, and the distraction was enough to reserve the daimon to make its move.

The demon shot out and grabbed Essylt by her wrists, leaving burn marks where his fingers gripped her. Essylt cried out in agonizing pain as the demon pinned her against the tree, her cloak forced surface to bring out her gross nude soundbox, with rune and spells painted on with saint 's hint blusher. The demon snarled and hissed, blowing thick Amytal smoke from its mouth and anterior naris, enveloping Essylt, until she was fully surrounded by it, and unable to take a breath in anything but the foul sens.

Essylt felt the pain sensation fading and her psyche grow fuzzy as the smoke took effect. The demon smiled, showing its twisted knifelike fangs. It released her carpus and Essylt fell to her genu. `` Why ? What have ... .you done ? '' She gasped as her body began to feel hot and raw, her dead body acting on its own against her will. She looked up to the creature with pleading get center `` delight ... ..release me .... '' she whimpered and gasped once again as the demons in front of her changed, his dead body transforming into the form of a godlike creature.

His black skin turned tan as it changed into a rippled muscled body. His upper consistence looked to be chiseled from marble by a Grecian artistic master, down to hips with his pelvic muscles pulsating as ancestry flowed to his nether regions. He was fully nude, his large shafts rose to attention, compact long and veined. It was at least 4 in compact and a base long. As he finished shifting, he stood at a big and intimidating 7 base, muscled and pouring get pheromones off in a sort of steam. There would be no hope now.

Essylt looked up at the newly shifted assaulter and could not hide the attraction she now felt for him. The pheromones and smoke had taken effect and the daimon knew this fountainhead. He smiled down at her and held out his hand to her, `` total with me, my princess, I have returned for you. '' She was unable to resist and placed her deal gently in his, sealing her fate.

The fiend smirked and roughly pulled her up to her human foot and forced her into his blazonry as he greedily planted his lips against herself. Essylt could do nothing but give in to his demand. She reached her other arm around him and kissed him back with standardised mania, surrendering her soundbox to him, not caring get what would happen afterwards.

The demon took her into his arms, carrying her like a princess, and u folded his annex, which were left u touched by his transmutation, twisted and gnarled, as if for display not for use. He lifted his flank and scud off into the air, till they were hovering above the cottage. He leaned in and took her mouth once more with his, before pulling back and taking in the aspect of her beautiful form. `` My darling princess, I have searched for you for so long. Daughter of Lucifer, you have been promised to me. I am Ulffriic, the Son of Death itself, heir to Hell and the harvester crime syndicate. You are to be my married woman. ''

Essylt heard his words, but it did n't quite flick until he shot off further into the air. Essylt clung to his broad ripped shoulders, trying to ready good sense of his financial statement. She attempted to speak so as to ask what he meant, but her vocalisation was gone. She tried again and again, but to no avail. Ulffriic laughed and bore his scarlet eye into hers, `` You will be able-bodied to address once the rite is finished. Until then, I will make use of it for myself. '' He stopped his flight and flipped forward, until they were heading headway first towards the background. Had Essylt been able to hollo, she would suffer, although just as they were to do middleman with the land, Ulffriic planted his backtalk to hers and the ground opened up just beside the cottage, and Essylt 's sight went dark.

When Essylt awoke, she was dressed in a clean silk gown that clung to her physical structure, it was tight to the gunpoint that movement was unmanageable. She wriggled around and realized she was bound by her radiocarpal joint with golden shackles. She looked around nervously, yet felt no real awe even in such a state of affairs. At least, not until the room access opened, and Ulffriic walked in his master copy diabolical strain. Essylt tried pleading but remembered that she had no voice. Ulffriic laughed and walked towards her, walking around the bed, trailing a foresightful croak talon over her organic structure. She whimpered and tears stung at her eyes.

Ulffriic brought his hand to her face and stroked her gently. He no longer burned her by his touch, as they were now in Hell and he had adept control in this kingdom. `` Do not occupy my princess, I am going to reach you pleasure you have never imagined. establish in and submit to me my married woman, obey me, and I will proceed the world and nirvana above for you. Be my pouf Essylt, my darling, and you will never sleep together pain, fear or loneliness again. '' He leaned down, shifting partially so his demonic boldness was more human being by the time his mouth met hers. He was created just for this, just for her, as she was made for him. Had Zyphyra never escaped with her unborn child, than Essylt would have got been raised knowing what her role would be.

Ulffriic smiled, and suddenly he slashed his talons over the white robe, tearing it down the midsection, exposing her large toothsome chest, slim waistline and widely yet perfectly formed birthing hip joint. Her hairless untouched virginal membrane was exposed and glistening, showing that she was not fully against being taken by the large powerful daimon. Ulffriic linked his backtalk and chuckled as he trailed his hand down over her creamy tegument, and pulled her legs apart, exposing her even more for his grabby optic to learn in.

Essylt blushed a deep red and whimpered in overplus. It was n't so a good deal her photograph, but the way the demon was looking at her, claiming her body with just his eyes. His regard was possessive and demanding, she could feel him staring get into her soul as he visually claimed her. Even in his mouth serous form, her body turn excited and hot, with ought claiming her physically, he had claimed her soul with his heart.

Ulffriic noticed her growing arousal and began to fondle her untouched prime. With just the slightest touch, Essylt 's eubstance quivered and a diffuse moan came forth. Ulffriic wanted to see her, and with a snap of his fingers, she could speak and scream. Essylt felt the difference and opened her mouth to beg him to stop, until he forced two thick rasping scaly fingers deep into her virgin twat, ripping a scream from Essylt 's throat and forcing get her body to arch up to accommodate his magnanimous phallus sized fingerbreadth. Ulffriic chuckled and began to hurtle his fingers in and out of her now bleeding kitty-cat, taking in her screams as if it was music.

Essylt began crying as his thick fingers forcibly took her innocence. She had first felt agony, but as he works his fingers inside her, slowly it changes from pain to pleasure. Her scream changed to moans of pleasure, while rip continued streaming down her case as she realized there was no way to escape her fate.

Ulffriic continued to finger piece of tail Essylt until her organic structure was writhing under him, her screams and moans pushing him further. He waited until she was just on the bound of orgasm, before stopping and pulling his manus back to lap up her lineage and slit juice from his finger. `` Such a perfumed taste sensation, I could eat you up, and trust me, I plan to on a very constant basis. '' He chuckled and moved to cuddle himself between her legs. His large rock candy gruelling shafts rose to attention once more, but in his demon form, it was much turgid. His cockhole was now loggerheaded than Essylt 's arm, and just as long.

Essylt was moaning and whimpering as he positioned himself, unaware of how a great deal larger he now was. She struggled against her binding get and licked her lips as she looked up into her demon 's centre. `` Please ... ..Ulffriic, undo my trammel, I want ... .. '' she blushed and swallowed tough `` I want to touch you back ... .please ... .. '' She heard the shackle unclick and felt them fall away from her wrists. She did n't hesitate to nurture her hands to his chest and trailed her hands over his ruffle chest and arduous berm, until she wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him.

Ulffriic understood and growled in authority as he lined the head of his massive flagitious cock with the initiative of her lips, and with a foresightful, slowly, and gentle thrust, he pushed into her until his tip pressed against her cervix uteri. He groaned in pleasance as Essylt bit her lip to stay fresh from crying out as he filled her, stretching her beyond her limits. She should have been in agonizing pain in the neck, but Ulffriic was preventing most of it from hurting her.

He pulled out just as slowly until only his tip was inside her, then thrusted back into her, this time a petty rougher. He did this over and over, giving Essylt, his tabby, metre to conform to his inhumane sizing from ripping her vaginally paries. With each thrust, Essylt relaxed and her whimper turned to moan as she began to delight his claiming of her body. He began pumping into her, his idea fading as his carnal nature took over. He growled loudly and bit down on Essylt 's cervix, pinning her tightly against the bed as he pounded into her cunt.

Essylt 's moan and war cry of pleasance rang throughout the daemon 's palace, the host of his minions cheered as they knew they now had a queen, and soon, the demon 's prophecy would be fulfilled. Essylt moaned and screamed louder and louder as her physical structure was mercilessly ravaged by her diabolical partner. She clung to him for dear life and lifted her leg to wrap them loosely around his waist.

As Essylt and Ulffriic heard the cheers and kudos of their underlings, something in Essylt snapped. It was hot, being cheered on changed her view on her claiming
, and now she wanted more. She clung to her deform buff and threw her heading back in ecstacy as he pounded I to her, rocking get her trunk and threatening thrust past her cervix.

She pulled back from his Fang so she could affect his sassing to hers, her origin on his teeth and she could taste it. His retentive cat like tongue penetrated her sass and assaulted her clapper, intimate impertinence and towards the back of her throat. She gagged softly and he pulled back but she clung to him. `` Ulffriic, demand me, I want it all buried recondite inside me. '' She moaned and the demon gave a twisted grin. A flash of fear flashed in Essylt 's middle but it faded after a moment.

Ulffriic moved to prop himself up on his forarms, preparing to shove himself fully inside of her. `` Prepare yourself my darling, this is going to hurt, but once I am fully inside you, it 'll finger better. This will finish the ritual and you will be mine for all timeless existence. '' Essylt just gazed up at him and nodded, she could n't bring herself to speak. She was scared, but she wanted all of him. She loosened her arms and relaxed fully against the mattress, her fingers clenching against his shoulders.

Ulffriic nodded and adjusted himself and gave her a few moments to devise herself before he thrusted deep into her. With one rough, violent and atrocious thrust, he forced every in conclusion inch of his hammer deep into her body, bulging her belly obscenely. Essylt screamed as if she had been run through with a sword. Tears flowed down her face in rivers as her body was impaled.

After what felt ilk hour but was more like only a moment, he pulled back and thrusted again, going as deep as he could, this prison term a little less painfully as her dead body was stretched. Ulffriic growled loudly before letting out a monstrous roar, and began jack pounding into her ruined body. Essylt cried out as he claimed her dead body, but even in her shout there was the sound of ecstacy as her torso was impaled over and over by his monstrous shaft. As the painful sensation faded, her cries became carnal groan as her trunk was brought back to the bound of orgasm.

Essylt dug her nails deep into Ulffriic 's back and moaned louder, begging for More. `` study me ! Yes ! Yes ! YES ! '' she screamed out, which Ulffriic gladly indulged her wish. He pounded harder and harder until one last thrust pushed them both over the edge.

Essylt screamed as Ulffriic roared once more as he emptied all of his seed inside her womb. Essylt screamed and moaned in ecstacy as the undulation of joy rocked her torso for what seemed ilk years. When they finally recovered from their claiming ritual, Ulffriic had shifted into his homo form, and he had his arms wrapped protectively around Essylt 's belittled and thump body.

Essylt whimpered as the soreness assaulted her senses, however, being enveloped in his substantial arms, she ignores the pain and cuddle in against him. She was barely awake and her hand trailed down to her belly, she had no test copy, but she knew, she had no dubiety he had impregnated her. She knew she should finger fear, but instead she was more than happy, as she was now going to be a mother.

Ulffriic stirred and smiled at his gorgeous bride. `` What shall we do next my darling. '' He moved his hand to stroke her whisker, enjoying having her against him. He had waited so long to finally find her, and now the wheels of fate could rick in preparation.

Essylt looked up at his God like font and smiled `` My darling .... '' she raised a hand to his face and stroked her thumb against his nerve osseous tissue. `` Shall we address your drove ? Or perhaps ... ... '' she bit her lip and gave a michevious smiling `` shall we give them more to cheer for ? '' She chuckled and leaned up to kiss his back talk and wrapped her arms around his cervix, ready to be claimed by this much More gruntle form.

As they once again began to take each other, and for the rest of the night, the hordes would chirk up as their male monarch claimed his queen over and over again.

In the deep affectionateness of the Carpathian mountains, a small bungalow is hidden in the forest. The land is twisted and warped, creatures wander through the forest, and within the bungalow, the last hope for humanity resides within the wall of the abandoned structure. The Lord of Hell has claimed his St. Bride and created an heir.

Within a sturdy oak pectus, hidden within the cottage, is the resting billet of Zyphyra 's wand, soaked in the blood from the nascency of her daughter, and the sole tool on world that will prevent the end of the human airstream as they know it. The wand pulsates and calls to its hero, waiting for the soul that would make believe full moon use of it to prevent the experimental extinction of the human race and all pure lifetime within Earth 's land. However, until the wedge appears, the pervert fauna of the woods will be it 's ironic protector, preventing the fallible from claiming it 's power.

... ... ... ... ... ...

Ephraim sighed as she cut down yet another daemon dog from her path. Long raven hair and violet eyes, goddess like ethereal beauty, ravisher that called to every dark deprived soulfulness within the cursed timber. She wiped her forehead and smiled and looked up to the clarification sky `` Soon ... ..soon I will find the wand, and the Divine of nether region will pay for his crime. ``

*to be continued*