Demon Hunter - Captured

Alana started fucking herself as she would a dildo stuck to the shower wall. She was very familiar with doing that. Demon hunters didn't get the luxury of dating much. Her lust was just as strong and she felt the familiar pulses of pleasure that would mean a glorious climax. Just a few more thrusts would do it. Sobbing at the nearness of her orgasm she moved faster, harder.

Once again she screamed as it seemed something blocked her from that final step. She ground her hips on the thing and only succeeded in making it worse. Without thinking she slammed herself backwards to try to finish. Only when her pussy hit the stone did she realize her mistake. The clawed hands gripped her hips and held her fast.

"NOOOOOO!!!" Her scream echoed back at her and a faint mocking laugh seemed to mix in with it. The demon hissed as "entertainment" bounced through the room and continued her grinding movements, making room for the cock that was now growing in her. Again her limits were stretched by the inhuman creature she was impaled upon.

Immediately "value" rang out and he pulled out of her once he'd grown to his full size. Another cock as long and thick as her forearm poked from between her spread thighs, resting between her pussy lips. This one looked far too much like a snake and she screamed when it moved, the head looking up at her and hissing through tiny fangs.

Alana was filled hard and fast. She could feel the cock moving in her, rubbing and twisting. Every time she was pulled back fully she felt the tiny bite of fangs inside her and a very masculine sound of approval from behind. She knew she should be disgusted to see it moving through her body but it only made her beg for more. At that "captured" rang out loud and the demon dragged her back and held her against his hips. The fangs dug in as wave after wave of scalding hot seed was pumped into her. Her heartbeat matched those pulses and the satisfaction of being filled still wasn't enough to take her to climax.

She was crying in denied need as this demon also seemed to be drawn into her, leaving behind nothing. She stayed where she had been dropped. Panting and squirming she sobbed as she looked at the remaining statues. Alana tried to gain control of herself and just when she felt she could "entertainment" dropped her back into a sea of lust. If she fucked enough of them she knew she could cum. That thought didn't seem like her own but it was enough to send her looking for another statue.

This one stood tall, shoulders back and hands on hips. His cock was thrust out straight from his body and was at the level of her breasts. Trying something new she walked up to it and tried to wrap her breasts around it instead of her hands. Not for the first time she cursed her small chest. The smooth, warm stone on her neglected nipples felt wonderful and flared the heat inside. The statue remained a statue and she finally gave in.

Her hours in the gym paid off as she worked to climb up enough to take this new cock. She didn't care that once she was on it her feet wouldn't touch the ground. Maybe that would be the key to her release. Maybe she needed to give in completely, to lose all control. Unhesitantly she spread her pussy lips and drove herself down in one hard thrust.

This statue didn't change. She whimpered and twisted on it, feeling the rigid head pressing almost where she needed it. Looking down she saw a space between her and the statue. Locking her legs around its waist she arched back and let go with her hands. That angle, that added weight, and she was sealed to the stone.

His tail whipped out to wrap around her neck and hold her in that position, straight out from his body. Looking down he growled at the sight of her spread for him, helpless. His hands dug into her thighs and he held still. Oddly enough his cock didn't change and they both growled in frustration. He seemed locked in place, his human cock sheathed in her.

Alana tried to squeeze and arch on him, hoping this was the secret to her finish. Maybe she needed them to stay human sized. Her hopes were dashed when "entertainment" came through in a demanding tone. The demon howled as his cock suddenly changed and it drove into her like a spear.

Still he didn't move. He glared down at her like this was her fault. His grip kept her still as she felt her body shifting to take all of him. The heat followed the length of him deeper into her body. For what seemed like ages they were as still as when he was stone.

His breathing grew harsh as he held her there. She could feel his tail quivering and his grip tightening on her. If she had any mind to think she would consider him as frustrated as she was. A few tugs tried to bring her closer but all they did was make her scream as he jabbed her deep. He yelled something in a harsh language and kept trying to move her but they seemed locked together at this point.

A bored "value" sounded through the temple and he dragged her off a bit and then fully onto him. She felt something give way as he drove home. Dragging her by her neck he pulled her back until only the head of his cock was in her. He was fully half again as long as the others if thinner and less defined. As if the wait had been too much he spread her thighs wider and pulled her back hard.

Ruthlessly he pulled her back and forth almost in a blur, repeating some word in that same language. She was locked into position as he pummeled her body and kept her on that insane edge of finishing. She could see his cock disappearing under her ribs as he filled her and had a brief moment of clarity, wondering if she would ever recover, before the next thrust took away all thought again.

She barely heard the word "captured" but knew it happened when she was once again drawing demon seed into her body. This deeper cock had found new ways to spread the heat inside and she was begging to be allowed to orgasm. His cum washed through her as he also faded away. She fell hard onto the stone floor as he disappeared.

Alana lost track of time as she slowly worked her way around the room. She passed out and was awoken by the whispers and the need inside her again and again. Statue after statue was brought to life only to leave her screaming and wanting as it disappeared after it was pleasured. Every demon cock was different and none of them were enough.

By the time she had finished with the last one in the temple she was covered in sweat. Her thighs and hips were covered in punctures from their clawed grips. Crawling over to the last statue in the temple she stood in front of the one carved in the likeness of the major demon. She stroked the spot where his cock should have been and slowly dropped to the floor in exhaustion.

She awoke when she was roughly dropped onto her back. She started to move only to feel the snap of a collar around her neck. Looking up and back she saw the huge demon statue looming over her. She was on the altar!

"Well little hunter. You've served this temple well enough for now." The demon was back and standing at the other end of the stone. "You don't seem to have enjoyed it much although you provided great entertainment."

At the word "entertainment" her body started writhing in fresh need. Without thinking her legs spread wide and hips lifted, needing to be filled. The demon's laughter seared her skin.

"Oh no. I told you I wouldn't be breeding you. And I have no other use for a human than that. You're too .. boring." One clawed finger pushed inside her well fucked pussy. "Poor thing. All that work and you didn't enjoy it." He delicately pressed the tip of his claw into her g-spot and she screamed. His finger wasn't enough, wasn't large enough, wasn't deep enough. But it caused her need to flare higher.

"We know humans so well. You're so predictable. Look at you. Pitiful. One touch and you would do anything for me to let you release." He was an expert at keeping his claw pressing just hard enough no matter how she moved her hips. "Of course I gave you a little help but you would have done this on your own."

Leaning forward, he pressed his face close to hers. "We know why you hunt demons. We know what you want to do. And you're all too afraid to admit that you want to be the one we breed." His legs spread hers wider as he moved closer. "You had your fun with the little ones but you crave a real demon." His other hand dug into her hair and pulled her head up so she was forced to look at his crotch.

"See how little you excite me?" His finger pulled out of her roughly to lift his limp cock. "I have you here at my mercy, all but begging me to take you. You will be begging me to let me breed you in a moment. To prove your value." His smile was perfectly confident as he watched her.

Alana opened her mouth to scream at him only to find her doing just as he said. The word "value" made her body seize as it tried to hold a demon cock that wasn't there. She thrashed on the stone at the emptiness within her. "YES! Do it! Breed me! Fill me!" The last word was a full throated wail of defeat.

Letting her head fall back to the stone the demon stood up. "No." His claws dug into her tender inner thighs as he spread her wider. "But I will let you have your pitiful little orgasm if you admit that this is what you've wanted since you took up the cause." His long forked tongue slowly pushed into her, feeding more heat into her body.

It was too much for her to bear. The unknown amount of time she'd been kept on edge and the dozens of demon statues she'd used had ground her willpower to dust. She felt the sharp tips of his claws break her skin as she pushed her hips up to him. "YES! I want this!"

Once again his tongue drew out and back in, deeper, before pulling out. "Want what, conquered hunter?" He waited until she stopped thrashing from the use of the word "conquered" on her mind. Her body's reaction amused him greatly and he pushed his tongue in to enjoy the feeling of being sucked as she tried to drain seed. Pulling it back out he once again loomed over her. "Tell me what you want from me."

"Breed me! Fuck me! Take me!" She was truly defeated now. She was begging for the very thing she had pledged to stop. "Just let me CUM!" That tiny voice of reason that had tried to sustain her was buried under the needs racing through her body. Seeing this it seemed to satisfy the demon. Nodding he laid his long, soft cock across her stomach. Even soft it reached to her ribcage.

"No. I told you you're not interesting enough for me to fuck." The demon smiled in amused boredom. He'd broken countless hunters. She was just one more in a long line and they always broke. Broken things held no appeal for him. "But I will let you have some pleasure." He moved one clawed hand from her leg and pressed hard on her stomach, his cock sliding to the side. He shouted something in a harsh language that made her ears bleed.

Arching up into that hand she felt the orgasm start to build again and something within her squeezed under him. He pressed her back and she arched up to meet him. He pushed down and she responded by pushing back. Her hips were moving in a desperate need for more and he seemed to be feeding it by simply pushing on her body.

"Now serve your purpose." His hand dug in hard and his claws drew blood as he pressed her fully to the altar. She finally reached the peak she'd been aching for. It was the most powerful orgasm of her life and she felt like her body was trying to turn itself inside out as she shuddered and screamed under his hand holding her down. She could see her stomach rising as he continued to press and release, her orgasm pulsing in time with his movements. Lines of fire traced through her body as the demon seed stored within her flared to life.

"Yes, little broken hunter. Give it back." The demon leered down at her as the heat of all the seed she had absorbed into her body was drawn to his hand then rushed back through her veins, swelling her stomach in time with his kneading. Every time he pushed her back down she spasmed in humiliating, abandoned release. "This isn't yours to keep. Any of it." He had both hands on her now and was kneading her swollen stomach between them. The double movement had her thrashing in constant mindless pleasure.

"NOW!" he screamed and a long stream of harsh words followed. She felt the words reach inside her and pull. As her body convulsed on the altar, under the blazing red gaze of his statue and the irresistible hands of the demon, she felt the rush of sensation as her body gave back all of the cum she had locked inside her and she came harder than she'd ever had in her life. Her orgasm drained out between her thighs along with a river of demon cum, leaving her empty and somehow needy again.

Alana went limp as he pulled back and looked at her. She felt his hands scrape her thighs and was rudely brought back to where she was when his tail slapped her cheek. His hand was in front of her face. Cradled in it was a tiny demon, perfect in form and the size of a kitten. It turned and hissed at her. She could see a tiny upside cross in the scales of its chest that was a replica of the one she wore. That .. THING .. would always be marked as coming from her body!

"I said I wouldn't breed you. One of these lesser ones has." She stared in horror at the demon she had produced. "We don't waste breeding stock when we can find it, even broken ones such as you. I promised my servants they could spawn and you happened by at exactly the right time." The demon leaned over and dragged his tongue down from the collar to her pussy, driving it in deep and fast again. The heat flared as if she'd never cum and she shrieked as her pussy walls cramped. He spat out the last of the demon seed he'd drawn from her onto the altar.

"Or maybe for you it was the wrong time. No matter. You've shown that you can entertain us and have some value as a captured hunter." He waited for her to stop writhing at the words. A wave of his hand sent the air shimmering and once again the walls were lined with statues - demonic and complete.

The collar snapped open and he dragged her by her hair to sit on the edge of the stone. She didn't even notice her hips working to grind herself on it in a futile search for more pleasure. "Look around. They're all ready for you. Each one of my servants has been promised a spawn of their own and I've chosen you to give their reward." The statues were in new places and positions. "I have legion upon legion of servants and more join me every day. All have been promised the chance to spawn now. It's a wonderful way to gather them."

Lifting her head with his tail his eyes bored into hers. "It doesn't matter how many try. Only one will succeed every time I fill this temple. And I will fill it over and over again." She whimpered at the surety in his voice, the promise.

He smiled down on her, razor sharp teeth glinting. "If they do me good service they get the chance to breed again. But every one of them gets a spawn even if some get more." He stepped closer and spread her legs with his, wrapping his tail around her throat and tightening it. "Understand this, broken hunter. Every demon of mine can try to breed you and every one will get their own spawn from you. Every. Single. One."

When he stepped back and let her head drop her gaze fixed on the veritable lake of demon seed around her. It had been drawn from her body by the demon when he had her spawn for him. The altar was slowly absorbing it, adding to the aura of the temple. Alana could feel the stone growing warm under her as it claimed the power for its own, that warmth sinking into her flesh.

Turning his back he knocked her off the altar with a careless flick of his tail. "I've been bartering the rights to the act of your breeding. There are many who enjoy tormenting both humans and demons. The control words are currently profitable but after a century or two should lose their novelty." He looked down at her on the floor. "The entertainment has value for now, captured hunter, but you'll still be breeding when we're bored with watching you." Without bothering to watch her respond to the words he turned and left her on the stone.

Taking the tiny new spawn - her spawn - with him the major demon once again walked to the door. "You have your rounds to make. I'll be back when you have. You're as human as we want you to be again. Empty and tight. You can be harmed but you don't get to escape into death in my temple."

Pausing in front of the open door he looked over his shoulder with a grin. "I've been talking with the others and have found the leaders of the six demons you killed. They're interested in being recompensed. And they have legions as well." With that he walked into the night.

The door slammed shut with a resounding crash and she looked at the rows of waiting demons. She couldn't tell if these were the same ones or others, if there were more or fewer of them. Moaning she stood up and made her way to the nearest one. Her heart pounded as she saw the waiting stone cock and she slid down it with a sobbing scream. As the claws dug into her skin she once again felt the horrible, wonderful need that would only be satisfied when she'd taken them all and the demon came to collect his prize.

"Entertainment" caused her to scream as he grew to his normal, inhuman shape inside of her. All the worse the change was slower this time, showing that indeed he had been watching and was more controlled. His growl was confident and hungry.

"Value" echoed around the room with a mocking laugh and he slowly ground his hips to hers in a manner that drew an anguished, frustrated moan from her even as she worked to take more. Her scream echoed back as he continued to grow in her and reach that never satisfied heat. The scream of a captured hunter.