Summoned 3: Punished by the Demon Prince Page 4

  She was sure she had touched the same soul as before when she and Jenny summoned it. It was the same noble flayer she had summoned before, but it was beat and battered beyond recognition. Its once proud horns were broken off, its once vicious serrated teeth were only shattered remnants, and its muscular body was covered in huge blackened singe marks. The Lord of Bones or maybe even Prince Invictus must have been in the middle of beating this poor wretch when she summoned him. She tapped the pain sigil with the butt end of the iron focus she held. The demon within the circle did not move or make a sound, and it should have been wracked in pain of it were conscious.

  Callistra gathered the shackles from the shelf where she and Jenny had placed them. She knew demons healed quickly and she would have time to shackle him up before he regained consciousness. She moved with purpose into the circle and kneeled beside the hulking demon. She pulled and jerked on his arm trying to get him into the right position, and cursed inwardly at her mediocre strength. She was thinking that this was much easier with Jenny helping her, Jenny was the strong one. She finally wrenched its left arm into place and moved onto the right arm. She looked down and saw that his hand was closed tight into a clawed fist. She went to touch the hand and it grabbed her with blinding speed and clamped tight onto her wrist.

  Callistra screamed in pain as she tried to pull away from the demon’s grip. She was feeling a burning in her wrist, a deep burning feeling that seemed to go to the bone. The demon opened its one eye that was not swollen shut and glared at her with its battered bloodshot red eye. She heard the demon cackle in between grunts of pain and then it passed out again and its grip went lax. Callistra pulled her arm from the beasts limp hand and scurried back to the edge of the circle, well away from the demon. ‘Damn it Callistra. What is wrong with you?’ she thought to herself. She spoke the release word and dismissed the demon back to its own plane.

  She sat at the edge of the circle and began sobbing as she realized that she was already one of those people in the hall of lost souls. She wiped the tears from her eyes and felt a stinging in her right wrist where the demon grabbed her. She looked to her wrist and saw a mark burned into the flesh. She recognized the mark from the tome they used to summon the Demon Prince. It was the mark that he branded his legions with, the mark that stained his demon army banner, the mark of the Demon Prince.

  She felt fear fork deep into her mind. She stood up and felt a strange sensation coming over her. She felt a tug on her being, a pull to be somewhere else. She knew this feeling, this is what Chorrus told her it felt like to be summoned. ‘This cannot be,’ she thought to herself. She started backing away toward the summoning room door. A line split the air in the summoning room only a few feet in front of her. Panic set in and she tried to turn to run from it, but it was no use she could not move. Something was holding her in place while the line before her split and widened into a doorway. She wanted to scream but nothing would come from her throat. She tried to fight the pull to the doorway that opened, but the best she could do was delay it. She felt her body sliding toward the door, and watched as it enveloped her.

  The journey was very brief as she was pulled across the planes, it was an odd sensation, she could not breathe, she could not see, it was dark and any lights that penetrated the darkness blurred by her at an incredible speed, and she felt numb by a strange coldness. It was a unique experience, but then fear gripped her heart as she realized where she was going. She began to pick something out and as she was pulled toward it she began to recognize that it was a doorway out of this in between place. She began panicking and fought with all of her might not to go through the doorway, but only managed to slow her progress toward it. The doorway became larger, and larger as she neared it until it encompassed her entire view. Callistra felt herself be pulled through the doorway.

  Her eyes were momentarily blinded as she was pulled out of the darkness. As her eyes adjusted she realized it was not bright here, not like on the plane of men. It was dismal and everything was bathed in a reddish hue, the light seemed to emanate from above but there was no sun in the reddish grey sky. She coughed as she took in a deep breath, the air was fowl with the smell of brimstone and decay. Her body was regaining its feeling and she realized she was laying on her back on a gravelly hot surface. She strained to sit up and noticed she was within a circle of skulls, human skulls. The ground beneath her was smooth pellets of obsidian and shifted slightly as she moved. Most of her senses had returned but she still could hear nothing, and this worried her.

  As her eyes focused beyond the circle she saw movement and as her eyes better focused she could pick out forms moving. They were the dregs, the larval creatures that are the most abundant in the seventh infernal ring. They were as long as a man is tall, reddish grey thick hide covering a bulbous worm like body, no arms or legs, but topped with what looked like a melted human face. Its eyes seemed to be melted shut and its mouth was circular and lined with rows of small sharp teeth.

  They were even more hideous in person than they looked in the drawings she had seen in the Professor’s books. She read that they sense vibrations in the ground and attack in swarms. She could see hundreds of them surrounding the circle of skulls she was in. None of them seemed to be able to enter the circle, many lashed out and hit an unseen barrier that burned their worm like forms. Slowly she began to hear sounds poking into her mind. At first it was like a low moaning sound but then it became louder and louder as her hearing returned to normal. She cringed as the moaning of the hundreds of dreg became all encompassing, and she almost wished that her hearing had not come back so quickly.

  She was caught off guard and began screaming when a set of hands clamped hard under her arms and another set of arms encircled her waist clamping tight. She felt herself being lifted off of the ground and into the air. She fought hard clawing and tearing at the creature with her finger nails and she flailed her legs about trying to shake loose from it. It was not until they were well above the dreg that she could hear her own screams, and the flapping of the creature’s wings. She stopped screaming and struggling as she became aware that it was futile, and that if it did drop her from this height she most certainly would die.

  They flew for some time over the landscape, the trees and plants were shriveled reflections of those on her plane, rivers of black liquid ran haphazardly through the terrain, and it was all so foreign to her. She feared where the creature was taking her but in her heart she knew it was to the Demon Prince. As if an answer to her fears the creature swooped low along the ground over a large hill and as they cleared the hill’s crest there it was the citadel of skulls.

  It stood taller than any building she had ever seen, it was like a castle she would have seen in her world. It was awe striking with its thick walls, massive buttresses, climbing spires, sweeping parapets, and look out towers, several building were set within the walls including a massive skull shaped keep in its center. It was all surrounded by a moat filled with molten brimstone, and spiked barricades adorned with corpses. Hundreds of demons of all kinds scurried about in the courtyards and on the parapets as they flew in closer. She could see as they did get closer that the citadel was not made of stone, it was made entirely of human skulls and mortar. The creature carrying her strafed the parapet and then down into the courtyard area before it pulled up and into the eye of the skull shaped keep.

  The creature dropped her onto her knees just inside the massive right eye opening of the keep. She did not look back at it fearing what she would see, but she heard the demon quickly flew away. The inside of the citadel was darkened only illuminated by massive golden braziers lining the walls on either side of the room she was in. She looked forward and could hear movement in the darkness beyond the light cast from the braziers. It took several seconds before she could see roughly a dozen noble flayer demons emerged from the darkness and surrounded where she was kneeling. Just beyond them there was four larger demons, and these creatures she recognized as Cloaked Fiends. They were the swo
rn body guards of the Demon Prince. She just stared at them in awe as they forced their way through the flayer demons. They were even larger than the Demon Prince, they had grotesquely disfigured faces that always seemed to be twisted in pain, Jet black emotionless eyes, they walked tall with corded muscles rippling under every inch of their crimson red hide, they had huge leathery wings that they draped over themselves like cloaks, massive black horns that protruded from their head curved around and straight up like a bulls horns, long thick muscular arms ending in wickedly clawed hands, long muscular legs that ended in massive clawed feet. Unlike most demons they wore loincloths that covered but hardly hid their thick massive cocks beneath.

  She breathed an excited sigh as one of the cloaked fiends walked over to her. She could see the head of his massive cock poking out as he walked and she could not help but feel a deep lust. She knew she was in extreme danger, she knew she was going to die here, but she still felt the lust pushing through all of that. The cloaked fiend reached down and grabbed her hair making her cry out in pain. It began dragging her and she screamed at the pain in her head as it dragged her along the skull and mortar floor. She reached up and grabbed onto its massive hand to alleviate some of the pressure on her head, and giving her a reprieve from the pain. She could not see anything, the massive demon blocked her view as it dragged her relentlessly through the room. Suddenly the creature came to a halt.

  Callistra felt it heave her violently, lifting her off of the floor effortlessly and threw her. She lost her bearings as she toppled head over heels and landed hard on her right side skidding to a halt. She felt a burning pain in her side that she landed on, and it took her a moment to get her head about her. A familiar voice that chilled her to the core shocked her back very quickly.

  “I have been waiting for you. You can go from me, but you feel my pull on you always isn’t that right my little meat puppet?” the Demon Prince said coldly as he looked down on the summoner that pulled him from his realm those many months ago. She also forced the confrontation between him and Modian that left him banished to this plane. “Even when you are being licked by your little whore friend you think of me don’t you Puppet? I am going to punish you severely my little puppet.”

  Callistra forced herself onto her hands and knees and began backing away from him. He was even more imposing than she remembered and it made her loins ache. He was sitting on a throne made of gold and skulls his silver scythe in hand. He stood up and towered over her with his finely sculpted and heavily muscled body, deep crimson eyes, long pointed ears, black horns growing from its skull just above each temple and curling around like a ram’s rack, stunning almost comely human features, deep red skin from head to hoof, jagged teeth filled its wicked smile, long thick tail that coiled around its muscular hairless goat like legs, and its huge thick member bobbed and swayed as it moved.

  “I have something special in store for you my dear,” the Demon Prince purred through his jagged filed teeth. “I am going to fuck your frail human body until you scream. Then I am going to… well it doesn’t have to be said does it? You know what comes next, don’t you?”

  Callistra felt fear welling up inside, fear like no other she had felt before. She just wanted to curl up and die, but then she felt something inside of her, something pulling at her consciousness. It was not close though, it was very far away. She had an overwhelming feeling that she had to live, she had to endure them. She not only had to endure she had to make it last a long time.

  “I think you have already given me your best,” she heard herself taunt the demon, and wondered why she had said it. Something inside of her told her to make them draw it out and taunting him might make him want to make this last. “I do not think you have better within you creature.”

  The Demon Prince lashed out with his scythe and caught one of the noble flayer demons by surprise as the scythe severed him in twain. She watched the demon’s torso slide apart and his upper body fell one way while his legs went the other. The wounds on the flayer demon seemed to burn and fester immediately not allowing it to heal, it writhed in pain for a few short moments and then ceased living. The Demon Prince stalked over to her and stared down at her with lethal intent.

  Callistra could feel the heat off of the demon as he stared at her, his chest heaving in anger and his huge clawed hand only inches from her face. She was caught off guard by his speed as he grabbed her by the neck and slammed her down to the ground. She felt him flip her onto her knees, and greedily pulled and tore at her clothing. She watched shreds of fabric rain down all around her as she pushed up with her hands flat on the ground. He crudely ripped her undergarments off with a single pull. She looked from side to side seeing the demons stalking in toward where she was on her hands and knees. Some of them were stroking their cocks hard and some of them were already hard from watching her being manhandled and disrobed. She felt the Demon Prince’s heat as he crouched over her and laid his massive cock on her back and ass cheek. She felt the hardness and heat from his cock sinking into her skin as he just rested there. She felt his head come up next to hers making her feel like a doll next to his massive form. The heat of his breath on her skin made her shiver with excitement.

  “Do you want it in the ass or in your sweet little cunt my puppet?” the Demon Prince asked.

  “Please fill my pussy,” Callistra whispered in shame as she felt a deep yearning to be filled with his hard cock. She felt the pulling at her consciousness again and it felt closer, not much but definitely closer so she kept taunting. “Maybe this time you can satisfy me.”

  The Demon Prince drew back and slid his cock to rest at the tight puckered entrance to her ass, and she cringed as she knew what was coming. He thrust his muscular hips hard and drove his cock past her tight ring and sank deep into her ass. She screamed as her tight little ring was ravaged, immense pain filled her as his thick member jammed into her. She cried out as he forced deeper and deeper into her, and stretched her incredibly wide as he skewered her with his cock.

  “You are so tight my little puppet,” he gasped in her ear as he began moving in and out of her feeling her tight human hole grip and cling to every inch of his rigid cock.

  Callistra groaned in a mix of agony and pleasure as his huge cock pulled out giving her a slight pardon before he shoved beck into her filling her deeply and stretching her to the point of pain again. She felt something snaking up her stomach and she looked down to see the large blunted cock like end of the demons tail slipping between her breasts and poking at her pouty mouth.

  “Suck it,” the Demon Prince yelled in her ear and thrust hard and deep into her ass.

  She felt a sharp pain at his sudden thrust into her and she cried out. As soon as her mouth opened his fleshy phallic tail filled her mouth stretching her lips as it stuffed in. She felt the demon thrusting in and out of her ass with fluid fast motions and his thick hard tail was moving in and out of her mouth as one of his hands moved to the back of her head and shoved her mouth down hard on the cock like end of his tail. She felt the fleshy end of his tail pushing at her throat and she began gagging on it. The more she gagged the more pleasure he seemed to get from pushing it deep into her mouth. She began to feel tears running down her cheeks as she continually gagged on him, and then he suddenly pulled his tail out of her mouth. He pulled his cock roughly out of her ass causing a spark of pain in her, and then she felt him turn her over onto her back.

  She looked up at him as he grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs all the way back by her head and pinned her ankles on either side of her head. Both of her holes were exposed to him and he slid his massive cock in her dripping wet pussy making her gasp in utter delight. Callistra felt him stretching her pussy so completely as he sank his rigid cock into her as deep as it could go. She gasped in pleasure as he began sliding in and out of her, and she flexed her inner muscles to try to grip him harder deep inside. She felt confined having her legs pulled up like this, but it felt good being dominated and filled with hot hard mea
t. Her excitement was building as his fleshy tail slid up to her exposed ass hole, she wanted it in her, she wanted to be filled in both, and she did not care by who. She felt it push into her filling her with mixed pain and pleasure that was too much for her. She bucked up forcing him deeper into her and cried out in desire.

  “Oh by the gods yes,” Callistra yelled. “Use me demon master. Fuck me hard. FUCK ME HARD!”

  The demon hammered into her spurring her over the edge of ecstasy and tumbling into her climax. Callistra shook violently under the beast as it slid in and out of her in unison, filling her and delightfully stretching her to her limits as she was wracked with pangs of delight. Her climax began to wane when she heard him grunt deeply and thrust into her depths, his member expanded inside of her and loosed a massive gush of his seed into her. She felt him arch his back trying to bury his cock deeper and the next gushes of his hot cum filled her depths. His member jerked several more times with jets of hot semen before he pulled out of both of her holes and left her laying there in the tattered remnants of her clothing.

  She felt the presence in her consciousness again closer, but still much too far. Callistra sat up and then back onto her knees, she spread her legs while kneeling and began to slide her fingers in and out of her love slick pussy lips. She looked into the dangerous eyes of the Demon Prince as she said. “I fear my lust is greater than just one demon can handle.”

  Anger flared in the Demon Prince’s mind at the insolence of this human. He will teach her a lesson she will never forget. He walked lazily to his throne and slumped down in it as he spoke. “Take her as you wish, all of you. When you are tired of her let me know and I will end this.”