Deep in the woodwind instrument of the Carpathian lot, there is a pocket-sized bungalow sitting in its flawlessness while the land and works life around it is twisted, tainted and awful. The cottage stands as if built in just previous days but has stood for hundreds of old age, and was built by the witch Zyphyra for her and her unborn daughter. Back when Zyphyra was around, the woods were handsome with fruit and secret plan, and she allowed all the villages nearby to gather what the needed and hunting for their family with no motivation of payment. She simply told each who gained from her demesne that they must drink their commitment to her. This was no progeny, as every man for miles and Swedish mile, expanding as far as penny-pinching land, all loved Zyphyra. She was kind and loving, would allow orphan children to live in the wood, in a clearing she had blessed so no matter what may happen, the baby would be secure from any outcome or creature. However, as years passed, problems began to stand up, after the giving birth of Zyphyra daughter was born and grew. The girl was far different than any tool the homo had seen.

Essylt was a beautiful girl, and from her toddling years, she was the centerfield of many individuals obsessions. She was blessed with porcelain hide, without any flaws, and soft was lamb tegument leather. She had raven inkiness tomentum with golden run, with bright ignitor lavender eyes that sparkled like jewel in any position. As she grew older, she became even more beautiful, with the physical body of a goddess or an angel, and men would come from far away lands to jaw the enchanted forest and the enchantress 's ethereal peach of a daughter. At for the first time it was not tough, the nearby villages earned more money from the touristry and Zyphyra earned more as well as the men would buy charms and potions before leaving to tell the tale of the witch and her daughter to their comrades.

However, then soldiers began coming, kingdoms sending get their most worthful soldiers and knight to woo the beautiful Essylt and bring unspoiled her back with them. Zyphyra felt it was clock time to put a stop to the visitant and used her majyk to enthrall their petty cottage further into the mount forest, and the land that was once bountiful with food and liveliness began to warp. Without Zyphyra majyk to keep the land nourished with positive majyk, the glowering thoughts of those who would fall to the woods expecting to see a beautiful woman to be met with disappointment and ire seeped into the ground. The negatively then brought far darker beast than those of the land of man.

Demons were attracted to the once blessed state, and began to digress in drove. Village lost scores of their universe to hungry or horns daimon, men were killed and eaten, cleaning lady raped mercilessly before being killed or forced to publicize the disturbed spawn of the acosting demons. Children were used as slave until they reached maturity, then depending on gender would meet the same fate as their parents.

For days, the blood of the inexperienced person and afoul fluids of ogre in ecstacy, warped the wild life, tainted the ground and destroyed the villages to the point that the res publica was deserted and abandoned. The humans that were left were those who worshipped the demons in exchange for exponent which they used to torment others of their own, until they became as pervert and yucky as the demons who used them.

Zyphyra knew of all of it, but she kept it mystery from her daughter. Essylt was naive to the world, and did n't realize her female parent was wasting away using so a great deal majyk, until finally, Zyphyra could keep up the majyk no longer, and her life sentence forced slipped away. Essylt found her days later, her mother reduced to dust and a cloak at the sharpness 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 recognize the reason she was so skilled, and why she had to be hidden, was because the man who had fathered her was Beelzebub himself, and his lineage called to creatures whose soulfulness were demented and disgusting from the dark Energy that consumed them.

Essylt tried her skilful, putting up her own barrier, but it was not nearly as strong g. It could prevent out lesser demons, but those with a hold on their major power could walk through it without injury. There were sand trap, charm and tour in topographic point to forestall them from coming get further, but with each demon that was stopped, another stronger one would puddle it further into the sign Din Land. Until eventually, Essylt could see them from the windowpane of her cottage. The bungalow itself would be heavy, however eventually she would receive to abuse out of the bungalow for herbs or food, so it was only a affair of sentence until the inevitable happened.

Essylt had adorned herself in her female parent 's cloak, blessed by her ashes, and covered with rune, talisman and charms to act as a shield so she could collect food. There was a fruit apple tree only 15 feet from the door, but only invertebrate foot behind it, there was a powerful demon, watching and waiting for her. She took a bass breathes and chanted a enchantment as she opened the door and took a tentative step outside. Barely out the threshold and the miasma permeating from the fiend made her visual sensation blur, she felt bile biting at her throat, but she kept it down and continued chanting.

She stared strait ahead, directly at the creature, refusing to let her fearfulness prevent her from doing what she must do. She reached the tree and continued chanting as she filled her minuscule basketball hoop, never taking her middle off the daemon. However, in her misdirection, she did n't notice a satanic familiar in the tree diagram, waiting to strike. Suddenly, without warning, a violent burning whiz ripped through her bridge player. She let out an ear shattering screaming, the associate had bitten her, and the beguilement was enough to allow the demon to wee its move.

The demon shot out and grabbed Essylt by her articulatio radiocarpea, leaving burn score where his fingers gripped her. Essylt cried out in agonizing nuisance as the demon pinned her against the tree, her cloak forced undetermined to bring out her perfect au naturel trunk, with runes and spells painted on with angel 's hint pigment. The daemon snarled and hissed, blowing dense blue smoke from its lip and nostrils, enveloping Essylt, until she was fully surrounded by it, and unable to breathe in anything but the fouled smoke.

Essylt felt the pain fading and her mind grow fuzzy as the roll of tobacco took effect. The demon smiled, showing its pervert keen Fang. It released her wrist joint and Essylt fell to her genu. `` Why ? What have ... .you done ? '' She gasped as her body began to feel hot and tender, her body acting on its own against her will. She looked up to the wight with pleading get eyes `` delight ... ..release me .... '' she whimpered and gasped once again as the demons in front of her changed, his dead body transforming into the material body of a godlike creature.

His blacken skin turned tan as it changed into a rippled muscled body. His upper soundbox looked to be chiseled from marble by a Greek artistic master copy, down to hips with his pelvic musculus pulsating as pedigree flowed to his chthonic regions. He was fully nude sculpture, his big shafts rose to attention, dense long and veined. It was at least 4 inches thick and a foundation long. As he finished shifting, he stood at a large and intimidating 7 foot, muscled and pouring get pheromones off in a sort of steam. There would be no promise now.

Essylt looked up at the newly shifted assaulter and could not enshroud the attraction she now felt for him. The pheromones and smoke had taken burden and the demon knew this well. He smiled down at her and held out his hand to her, `` Come with me, my princess, I have returned for you. '' She was unable to balk and placed her handwriting gently in his, sealing her fate.

The demon smirked and roughly pulled her up to her feet and forced her into his weapons system as he greedily planted his lips against herself. Essylt could do nothing but give in to his demands. She reached her other arm around him and kissed him back with similar mania, surrendering her body to him, not caring get what would happen afterwards.

The demon took her into his weapon system, carrying her like a princess, and u folded his annex, which were left u touched by his translation, twisted and gnarled, as if for display not for use. He lifted his flank and shot off into the air, till they were hovering above the bungalow. He leaned in and took her mouth once more with his, before pulling back and taking in the view of her beautiful material body. `` My dear 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 netherworld and the reaper family line. You are to be my married woman. ''

Essylt heard his word of honor, but it did n't quite click until he shot off further into the air. Essylt clung to his all-encompassing ripped shoulder, trying to make signified of his financial statement. She attempted to address so as to ask what he meant, but her voice was gone. She tried again and again, but to no avail. Ulffriic laughed and bore his vermilion eyes into hers, `` You will be able to speak once the ritual is finished. Until then, I will pass water use of it for myself. '' He stopped his flight and flipped forward, until they were heading head first towards the terra firma. Had Essylt been able to cry, she would possess, although just as they were to shit contact with the earth, Ulffriic planted his mouth to hers and the ground opened up just beside the cottage, and Essylt 's mountain went dark.

When Essylt awoke, she was dressed in a white silk scrubs that clung to her body, it was tight to the point that movement was difficult. She wriggled around and realized she was bound by her carpus with golden trammel. She looked around nervously, yet felt no real fear even in such a situation. At to the lowest degree, not until the door opened, and Ulffriic walked in his original unholy form. Essylt tried pleading but remembered that she had no representative. Ulffriic laughed and walked towards her, walking around the bed, trailing a long mutter talon over her body. She whimpered and tears stung at her eyes.

Ulffriic brought his script to her brass and stroked her gently. He no longer burned her by his pinch, as they were now in underworld and he had better control in this realm. `` Do not worry my princess, I am going to grant you pleasure you have never imagined. Give in and submit to me my wife, obey me, and I will impress the Earth and Eden above for you. Be my queen Essylt, my pet, and you will never bed pain, veneration or aloneness again. '' He leaned down, shifting partially so his demonic facial expression was more human by the clock time his lips 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 give been raised knowing what her role would be.

Ulffriic smiled, and suddenly he slashed his talons over the white nightgown, tearing it down the heart, exposing her expectant epicurean breast, slim waist and wide yet perfectly formed birthing hips. Her hairless untouched maidenhead was exposed and glistening, showing that she was not fully against being taken by the magnanimous powerful fiend. Ulffriic linked his lips and chuckled as he trailed his hired man down over her creamy skin, and pulled her legs apart, exposing her even more for his greedy eyes to take in.

Essylt blushed a recondite red and whimpered in overplus. It was n't so a good deal her vulnerability, but the way the devil was looking at her, claiming her body with just his oculus. His gaze was possessive and demanding, she could feel him staring get into her someone as he visually claimed her. Even in his rima oris serous flesh, her body become put forward and hot, with ought claiming her physically, he had claimed her soul with his middle.

Ulffriic noticed her growing foreplay and began to fondle her unmoved flower. With just the slightest hint, Essylt 's body quivered and a soft moan came forth. Ulffriic wanted to hear her, and with a centering of his finger, she could speak and hollo. Essylt felt the difference and opened her mouthpiece to beg him to break off, until he forced two wooden-headed rough in scaly digit deep into her virgin slit, ripping a scream from Essylt 's throat and forcing get her consistence to arch up to accommodate his large phallus sized fingers. Ulffriic chuckled and began to thrust his finger's breadth in and out of her now bleeding pussy, taking in her screams as if it was music.

Essylt began crying as his thick fingers forcibly took her pureness. She had outset felt agony, but as he works his finger's breadth inside her, slowly it changes from pain to pleasance. Her screams changed to groan of pleasure, while bout continued streaming down her face as she realized there was no way to escape her fate.

Ulffriic continued to finger bang Essylt until her eubstance was writhing under him, her screams and moan pushing him further. He waited until she was just on the bound of orgasm, before stopping and pulling his handwriting back to cream her rakehell and pussy juices from his finger. `` Such a sweet predilection, I could eat you up, and hope me, I plan to on a very constant cornerstone. '' He chuckled and moved to nestle himself between her leg. His large rock surd shaft of light rose to attention once more, but in his demon form, it was much large. His cockhole was now dense than Essylt 's arm, and just as long.

Essylt was moaning and whimpering as he positioned himself, unaware of how much expectant he now was. She struggled against her binding get and licked her brim as she looked up into her devil 's centre. `` Please ... ..Ulffriic, undo my shackles, I want ... .. '' she blushed and swallowed hard `` I want to touch you back ... .please ... .. '' She heard the shackles unclick and felt them fall away from her radiocarpal joint. She did n't hesitate to raise her work force to his thorax and trailed her hands over his rippled chest and hard berm, until she wrapped her arms around his neck and clung to him.

Ulffriic understood and growled in authorisation as he lined the point of his massive flagitious cock with the possibility of her back talk, and with a prospicient, slow, and gentle thrust, he pushed into her until his tip pressed against her cervix. He groaned in delight as Essylt bit her lip to keep from crying out as he filled her, stretching her beyond her limits. She should have been in agonizing pain, 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 piffling rougher. He did this over and over, giving Essylt, his tabby, metre to adjust to his inhumane sizing from ripping her vaginally walls. With each thrust, Essylt relaxed and her whimper turned to moan as she began to savor his claiming of her consistence. He began pumping into her, his judgment fading as his carnal nature took over. He growled loudly and bit down on Essylt 's neck, pinning her tightly against the bed as he pounded into her cunt.

Essylt 's moan and cries of delight rang throughout the demon 's castle, the horde of his minions cheered as they knew they now had a queen, and soon, the monster 's prophecy would be fulfilled. Essylt moaned and screamed louder and louder as her body was mercilessly ravaged by her satanic partner. She clung to him for dear aliveness and lifted her stage to roll them loosely around his waist.

As Essylt and Ulffriic heard the cheers and praise 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 twisted lover and threw her head back in ecstacy as he pounded I to her, rocking get her eubstance and threatening thrust past her cervix.

She pulled back from his fang so she could move his lips to hers, her profligate on his tooth and she could taste it. His long cat like lingua penetrated her mouth and assaulted her lingua, intimate boldness and towards the back of her throat. She gagged softly and he pulled back but she clung to him. `` Ulffriic, take me, I want it all buried deep inside me. '' She moaned and the demon gave a twisted grin. A blink of an eye of reverence flashed in Essylt 's eyes but it faded after a moment.

Ulffriic moved to prop himself up on his forarms, preparing to lunge himself fully inside of her. `` Prepare yourself my Darling, this is going to hurt, but once I am fully inside you, it 'll feel better. This will dispatch the rite and you will be mine for all eternity. '' 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 prepare herself before he thrusted deep into her. With one rough, violent and abominable knife thrust, he forced every conclusion inch of his cock deep into her body, bulging her belly obscenely. Essylt screamed as if she had been run through with a sword. rip flowed down her face in rivers as her body was impaled.

After what felt similar 60 minutes but was more like only a minute, he pulled back and thrusted again, going as deep as he could, this time a fiddling less painfully as her torso was stretched. Ulffriic growled loudly before letting out a monstrous hollering, and began squat pounding into her ruined consistency. Essylt cried out as he claimed her trunk, but even in her cries there was the speech sound of ecstacy as her body was impaled over and over by his grotesque beam. As the hurting faded, her rallying cry became animal moans as her body was brought back to the sharpness of orgasm.

Essylt dug her collar abstruse into Ulffriic 's vertebral column and moaned louder, begging for to a greater extent. `` require me ! Yes ! Yes ! YES ! '' she screamed out, which Ulffriic gladly indulged her wishing. He pounded harder and knockout 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 uterus. Essylt screamed and moaned in ecstacy as the wafture of pleasure rocked her physical structure for what seemed corresponding ages. When they finally recovered from their claiming ritual, Ulffriic had shifted into his human physical body, and he had his weapons system wrapped protectively around Essylt 's small and scramble body.

Essylt whimpered as the discomfort assaulted her green goddess, however, being enveloped in his strong 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 proof, but she knew, she had no doubt he had impregnated her. She knew she should feel 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 deary. '' He moved his hired hand to stroke her hair, enjoying having her against him. He had waited so long to finally find her, and now the wheel of fate could sour in preparation.

Essylt looked up at his God like face and smiled `` My deary .... '' she raised a hand to his face and stroked her pollex against his impertinence bone. `` Shall we address your drove ? Or perhaps ... ... '' she bit her lip and gave a michevious smile `` shall we ease up them more to inspire for ? '' She chuckled and leaned up to snog his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck opening, ready to be claimed by this much more easy form.

As they once again began to lay claim each other, and for the rest of the Nox, the hordes would chirk up as their king claimed his queen mole rat over and over again.

In the deep ticker of the Carpathian pot, a lowly cottage is hidden in the timber. The realm is twisted and warped, fauna wander through the forest, and within the bungalow, the last hope for world resides within the walls of the abandoned bodily structure. The Lord of hellhole has claimed his Brigid and created an heir.

Within a sturdy oak chest, hidden within the bungalow, is the resting place of Zyphyra 's wand, soaked in the line of descent from the nascency of her daughter, and the only dick on earthly concern that will prevent the end of the homo race as they know it. The wand pulsates and calls to its hero, waiting for the individual that would make full-of-the-moon use of it to prevent the extinction of the homo backwash and all complete life within globe 's realm. However, until the wedge appears, the wriggle creatures of the forest will be it 's ironic guardian, preventing the weak from claiming it 's power.

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Ephraim sighed as she cut down yet another demon dog from her path. Long raven hair and violet eyes, goddess like aeriform beauty, beauty that called to every shadow deprived someone within the maledict woods. She wiped her eyebrow and smiled and looked up to the clearing sky `` Soon ... ..soon I will find the wand, and the Divine of Hell will pay for his crimes. ``

*to be continued*