1. The Devil's Pact, Hell Chronicles Chapter 8: Seduction


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Domination/submission, Male / Females, Mind Control, Oral Sex, Violence, Author: mypenname3000, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    concubine's voice a soft whisper. “What weighs on you?” I worked my jaw as I gazed at the yellow, sulfurous dunes that spilled around me. A group of women and demons lurked behind them. “The scouts have not returned. We are near those women and we are blind. Something has happened to them.” I looked over his shoulder at Abimbola. The Black man strode forward without a word, stopping at my heel. “Samurai?” “Halt the column and ready for combat,” the Samurai ordered. “Then send out a platoon to scout in—” “My love, above you!” screeched Orihime. I heeded my concubine's warning. A flying demon plummeted from the dusty sky, her wings formed from her red hair. She was naked and lovely. I reached for my sword as the demon struck me, throwing me off my nightmare. The demonic horse neighed and reared as I rolled on the ground. The demon hissed, its fangs snapping at my flesh. Scarlet eyes peered into mine through my war mask. My hand froze on my sword. A great lethargy swept over me. Those eyes were so hypnotic. I just wanted to lay there and stare into them. The demon's fingers found the silk knots that held my war mask in place, pulling it free. Her fangs were so sharp. I wanted to feel them buried in my flesh. My cock hardened with the excitement of the demon feasting on my blood. <em>...My Lord...</em> A distance voice yelled at me. Lovely and pure. A second voice joined hers, as perfect as a cherry blossom falling from the tree. <em>...fight, my Love...</em> a third voice ...
    screamed. The demon's fangs sank closer. My eyes found my three concubines, their white-painted faces full of fear. Their love pulsed through the chains binding us, driving back the hypnotic stare of the demon. Her sharp fangs touched my skin, piercing my flesh like a pair of needles. “No!” I bellowed, clenching my gauntleted fist and smashing it into the side of the demon's head. She went tumbling, her fangs ripped free of my flesh. “You are so strong, my Lord,” Hikaru shouted. “Defeat the demon, my love,” Orihime smiled while Chisato nodded her head. I rose. The demon charged. I drew my sword. My blade blurred as I performed the iaijutsu draw. The demon screamed in pain as my sword cut her in half. She fell in a screeching, quivering heap on the ground at my feet, her blood pooling into the yellow sulfur. A second flick of my sword decapitated her. It wouldn't kill her, but someone would have to heal her or she would spend eternity severed from her body. My senses came back. Roars and shouts surrounded me. The women and demons were attacking my army. I seized the reins of my mount, hauling myself back up into my saddle. “Abimbola!” I bellowed. “Samurai.” “Split our forces. A third will hold the western enemy while the rest attacks the east. Once we have crushed the eastern foe, we will bring our full might to bear on the remaining attack force.” “As you command, Samurai.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Svitlana “Lana” Paquet-Holub I charged down from the west at the army. Luka had ...
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