Demonseed (Monster Breeding Erotica)

by Jocelyn Riske

  Demonseed:

  Monster Breeding Erotica

  By

  Jocelyn Riske

  Copyright 2013 Jocelyn Riske

  Smashwords Edition

  “Just hold tight,” she heard the voice of the Cardinal say through the cell phone. “There's a team of exorcists on the way. Everything will be fine, just don't let the demon find you, Sister Mary!”

  Her only response was to sigh and drop the phone from her ear, then place it on the pew right beside her; it was no help to her now. There was nothing she could do but close her eyes and pray for salvation.

  “Open your eyes,” a horrid, guttural voice commanded from directly in front of her. Mary could feel its breath against her face, foul and hot like the open door of a blast furnace.

  Mary had performed dozens of exorcisms in the past without ever failing, but something had gone terribly wrong this time. She had easily drawn out the evil spirit from within the man it possessed, unleashing the demon into its true physical form. They were massive, powerful beings of pure evil, but she was well trained and knew exactly how to contain them.

  The mystic symbols she had carefully prepared on the stone floor had the power to contain the demon. The only problem was, at some point during the ritual, her mug of coffee had tipped and spilled onto the floor, washing away much of the chalk that formed the symbol... and freeing the demon from its mystical prison in the process.

  Or maybe the whole thing with the coffee tipping over hadn't really been an accident at all. Mary hadn't quite decided, yet.

  Luckily the cathedral had been built for such an emergency. There were sacred mystical wards set into the stone of the exterior walls that would contain the demon inside long enough for help to arrive. The only problem was that Mary herself was still there, trapped inside with that evil, twisted monster.

  “I told you to open your eyes,” that horrid voice hissed.

  Despite her years of study, she was no match for the demon in its true form. Without the symbols binding it, she was completely at the mercy of the beast.

  She slowly opened her eyes and looked upon the horrific creature that stood before her. The demon must have been eight feet tall, with skin as dark as polished onyx and crimson eyes like embers burning in the darkness. Bony spines jut out from its back and shoulders, horns swept up from its goat-like head, and its hands were wicked claws tipped with razor sharp nails.

  None of those things were what truly drew Mary's attention, though. She found her eyes drifting downward, between the thick muscular legs that ended at two cloven feet.

  “Are you impressed by what you see?” the demon said as it followed her gaze.

  The... thing that hung there was massive. Nearly as long and thick as Mary's own arm, with a bulbous mushroom shaped tip lined with ridges at the edge. She had seen a man's penis in pictures before, and while they were clearly similar, what was thrusting out from between the demon's legs was unspeakably more grotesque.

  “Honestly? I've seen bigger,” she said with the hint of a smile. The words were true, she had banished an Archdemon six months earlier that had been sporting a cock like the twisted trunk of an old oak tree.

  “I doubt that,” the beast growled. Demons were always like that; utterly narcissistic and ignorant to their own failings.

  The truth was, Sister Mary had never known the touch of a man. She had been a naïve young girl when she taken her vows, but she had always remained true to those vows even in the face of temptation. And there certainly had been many temptations over the years.

  She was an attractive woman in the prime of her life. Men of incredible wealth and charisma had pursued her, all promising her a life of ease and luxury. There were times when her mind had been filled with doubt, desire, or just plain curiosity. There were times when she felt regret to know she would never have a happy family life with a husband or children.

  Through all her doubts and fears, she had remained resolute. After she had seen her first demon while she was being trained, she had realized that no human man would ever be enough to satisfy her.

  “I can smell your blood,” that evil, wretched creature hissed. “You're still a virgin? What a pleasant surprise. Quite A rarity in these unholy days.”

  The Cathedral doors stood some distance behind the demon. Safety awaited Mary just outside those doors, as the sacred wards would prevent the demon from following. Still, she felt no desire to run away.

  “Do you think you can escape from me?” the demon said, clearly getting some sense of what she was thinking. “Do you think your friends will come and banish me before I've had my way with you?”

  “I put my faith and desire in a higher power,” Mary said.

  The demon threw its head back and laughed, a harsh and booming sound that echoed off the vaulted ceiling of the cathedral. One step brought the creatures so close that it loomed high above her diminutive form. That massive and gleaming onyx cock swung inches in front of her chin.

  “There is no power higher than me in this place,” the demon said.

  Mary stood perfectly still as the creature reached down and used two clawed fingers to pluck the coif of her habit from her head and toss it aside. Her long, flowing hair spilled out, falling down her back and all around her face. She calmly swept the hair from her eyes and stared defiantly back at the creature.

  “Such a pretty little thing,” the demon said with a hint of amusement as it looked down at her. “What a shame you've been denying yourself the greatest pleasures of being a woman your entire life.”

  Those claws reached down again, this time grasping out toward the robes of her habit. Mary yanked the cloth from the demon's reach, then calmly backed away until her ass collided with the altar behind her. There was nowhere else for her to retreat to.

  “You dare defy me?” the demon growled in anger. It's snout curled into a monstrous snarl, revealing rows of pointed teeth within.

  “I'll die before I let you defile me,” Mary said, though the words sounded hollow even in her own ears.

  The creature stepped toward her again, snickering softly in a way that made her skin crawl. A long, forked tongue flicked from its mouth and licked at thin black lips in anticipation. A bubbling line of drool leaked down from its toothy maw and trailed on the floor behind it.

  “Truly you don't comprehend just how powerless you are,” the demon said.

  The demon moved so quickly that Mary didn't even have time to react. It slashed out with one claws, shredding Mary's robes into tattered ribbons that fell to the ground around her. She was left standing entirely unharmed, but dressed in only the most shameful lingerie that hardly befit a woman of her station.

  Still, she neither cringed nor tried to cover her disgrace with her hands. The demon's burning gaze was unavoidable, and it was pointless to even try to hide from it. The beast looked down at her and laughed, a cold and cruel sound that made Mary shiver.

  “You act so pious and holy,” the demon said, “but beneath your robes you dress like any other harlot.”

  The stockings, bra, and panties Mary wore were all of the finest black lace. They clung to her curves tightly, barely covering her most tender and private of places. No man was ever meant to see them, and likely no normal man ever would.

  “I can feel the desire within you,” the demon said, once again close enough to loom over her.

  It's cock had grown harder and swung so close to her face that she had to turn her head away to avoid it touching her. She felt filthy just being near that grotesque rod of demonic flesh... filthy and excited.

  “Please don't kill me,” she said in her best frightened little-girl whimper.

  The demon cro
uched down before her, leveling its hideous face with Mary's own. That toothy maw was big enough to bite her head clean off, and the burning breath the billowed from within stank like the devil's own taint.

  “You think I intend to kill you?” the demon said. “Don't be silly. I have much bigger plans for you.”

  Mary may have been innocent and pure in body, but she wasn't the naïve little girl she used to be. She was all too aware of what the demon was intending to do to her. It was something that had been in that dark little space in the back of her mind for years now. Hidden in the place where she kept all those forbidden thoughts and desires she wasn't supposed to have.

  “What are you going to do?” Mary asked the demon. “Do you intend to ravage me? Are you man enough, or is that pathetic little cock of yours going to shrivel up and go limp when you try?”

  The rage that burned from the demon was hot enough to scorch Mary's skin. For a moment she feared she might have gone too far, and that the demon actually would kill her. On the list of things that would ruin all her plans, dying was pretty much right at the top.

  Roaring in rage, the demon whipped its head forward and snapped its jaws at her. Those fearsome teeth didn't bite into flesh, though. They tore into her bra, and shredded it from her body, letting her naked tits spring free from restraint into the open air.

  “You dare mock me?” the demon hissed. Again it struck out with its claws, and this time Mary's panties disappeared into a cloud of torn fabric. Her bare, naked pussy glistened wetly in the sweltering air of the cathedral.

  Other than her black stockings, she was completely naked as she stood there in front of the massive beast. Never in her entire life had Mary been naked before the eyes of a male. The feeling was both thrilling and revolting.

  “Lie down on the altar,” the demon commanded her.

  Mary's eyes went wide. “Please, don't hurt me,” she whimpered as she eased her ass up on to the altar. She spoke the words in part because they were exactly what the foolish demon wanted to hear, and in part because she knew the damn thing could easily kill her with that monstrous cock if it wasn't slow and careful.

  She even spread her legs as she lay back on the altar. Her teeth were clenched and her muscles tensed as she prepared for the worst. What she felt a moment later wasn't at all what she expected.

  A gasp of exquisite pleasure escaped her lips as she felt the demons long, forked tongue dance across her tender slit. It snaked through her folds, darted inside her vagina, then twisted its way back out to find the little hardened nub of her clit.

  All her life Mary had been taught that pleasuring herself was wrong. She had never done it. Not even once. Of course, she might have rubbed herself in her most sensitive places for hours at a time while she was in the bath, but that was only to make sure she was suitably clean. Any pleasure she derived from that was purely incidental.

  None of the pleasure she had ever given herself could have compared to what she was feeling at that moment. The demon's disgusting, slobbering tongue delved into every crevice of her labia, then wrapped itself around her clit like a constricting snake.

  The orgasm it triggered was unlike anything she had ever felt before. Her limbs thrashed and her body bucked wildly. Her eyes rolled back into her head and her skin flushed with red, and her world became nothing but the sweetness of release.

  In the moments she thought it was all over, the demon would grind its tongue at her with a different angle or rhythm, and set off a whole new string of climaxes. She didn't even realize she was screaming until her throat had grown raw and dry and her lungs were burning.

  The demon spoke then, but her mind was still in such a fog that she didn't even hear it. Only after the beast had spoken again could she focus enough to understand the words. “Suck my cock, if you wish to live.”

  She pushed herself from the altar and nearly collapsed on legs that had become weak and rubbery. Unable to steady herself, she stumbled forward and caught herself on something unseen... it took her a moment to realize it was the demon's gargantuan cock that she was clinging to stay upright.

  Everything she had ever been taught told Mary that she should have been feeling fear and revulsion, but in her heart, she could no longer muster the will to even pretend to be disgusted. She wanted that cock with every fiber of her being.

  Her little hands wrapped around that enormous slab of meat as she positioned herself in front of the demon. The gleaming onyx flesh looked as if it would be as hard and cold as stone, but it was pleasantly warm and yielding under Mary's touch. Still, the thing was so massive that she couldn't help but tremble with fear and question her own desire to go through with her plan.

  “Suck it,” the demon commanded.

  Mary knew she needed to do it. Not just to please the demon, but to lubricate that shaft so it didn't tear her in half when the demon fucked her. And the demon was no doubt going to fuck her, she couldn't see any way to avoid that now.

  This is what you wanted, she reminded herself.

  The demon was so massive that she hardly even had to bend to level her lips with that cock. The monstrous and swollen head was bigger than Mary's own fist, and she feared it wouldn't even fit into her delicate little mouth. She pushed her lips against it, using the shape of the organ to force her jaw to open wider as she pushed it deeper.

  Her tongue swirled around it, bathing the cock in saliva as it pushed farther into her mouth. Hard but spongy, the demon's penis slid into her mouth far more easily than Mary had expected, though she heard her jaw crack as it stretched more than it ever had before. Even the beastly ridges at the edges of its tip slipped easily through her lips until the entire head was engulfed.

  Pushing her head forward, her lips dragged across the smooth, yielding flesh of its shaft. Her mouth was so stuffed she could barely flick her own tongue around the head as it pushed back and lodged into the back of her throat. She held it there for a moment, then slowly eased back when she felt herself running out of breath.

  “You almost seem to be enjoying this as much as I,” the demon said.

  There was a hint of suspicion in its voice that made Mary nervous. Perhaps the demon was beginning to suspect it was being used, and that this had all been part of her plan. She quickly pushed away that concern, though. Most demons were incapable of resisting their primal urges for more than a few moments at a time. Even if the beast knew her plan, she doubted it would change a thing.

  She returned her attention to the gargantuan rod filling her mouth. Once more she slid her head forward, until the glans squeezed between her tonsils and wedged into her throat. Through her watering eyes, she could see that she still had only taken a small fraction of that organ into her mouth.

  “You can do better than that,” the demon growled. Its hands reached down and gripped the sides of her head tightly, then pulled her inward.

  Mary tried to scream, but her throat was so filled that no sound could even escape. The bulbous head of the cock pushed itself down, visibly stretching her neck around it as it went. The demon let out a long, satisfied moan as it felt the tightness surrounding its sex.

  Just when her vision was beginning to grow dim and she felt herself fading into unconsciousness from the lack of air, the demon pulled its cock back far enough to let Mary breath again. She coughed and sucked air in around that thick meat, but just as quickly she returned her attention to pleasing the beast.

  “I think I might be starting to like you, little one,” the demon hissed. “Perhaps I will bring you back to hell with me, to be my concubine.”

  Mary responded with a small whimper as she sucked and stroked. Despite the fearsome size of the creature before her, she knew he was nothing more than a minor demon. It didn't have the power to bring her to hell even if it wanted to. Still, she pretended to be suitably scared, simply to fluff the creature's ego.

  The cock was burning beneath her hands and almost scorching her lips. The demon was trembling with such force that Mary felt as if the ent
ire cathedral was vibrating beneath his feet. The beast was about to cum.

  Clearly the monster felt it to, and pulled its hips far enough back that its cock slipped free from Mary's mouth. In the sudden absence, she realized just how sore and stretched her lips and jaw felt. Her mouth and tongue felt raw and parched, but clearly the demon was ready to quench whatever thirst she might have with what was sloshing within its coconut sized testicles.

  “Open your mouth,” the demon ordered her.

  Her jaw still ached furiously, but she did as she was told. She tilted her head back and opened her mouth as wide as she could, ready to receive the bounty the hellspawn creature was set to deliver her.

  The demon grasped its own cock roughly, squeezing and pounding it as he carefully aimed directly for her open mouth. A few more moments were all it took before the creature threw its head back and roared in orgasmic bliss. Mary watched the thin vertical slit at the tip of the glans as it opened up and unleashed its load in and upon her.

  A torrent of white blasted from that hole, instantly filling her mouth in sticky, pungent demonic testicle pudding. She swallowed it as much as she could in one big gulp, but instantly her mouth was filled again. No matter how hard or fast she swallowed, there was no way she could keep pace with the torrent of demon seed.

  It burst from her lips and cascaded down her cheeks and chin, splattering over her tits and running down her long pale legs. The demon jerked its hips in ecstasy, and suddenly Mary was blinded as its cum sprayed into her face, splattering over her eyes and knotting in her hair.

  She was doused by that forbidden fluid, but still she felt some regret over every drop that splattered over her body and dripped to the floor. Not because it was wrong, but because she wanted to taste it and feel it inside her. Even after she had swallowed so much she could feel it sloshing in her belly, she was still thirsty for more.

  “I'm impressed, little human,” the demon said. The words were little more than grunts as the creature bent over and trembled with the lingering remnants of his orgasm.