Lechomancer Chapter 8: Disobedience

Viv swished her hips as she walked down the hall to Lisa’s bedroom.  Her mistress was following behind, and Viv’s fingers were linked around her wrist.  With her Demon Tail inserted, a stiff wand of increasing anal beads, she was on the edge of orgasm, until Lisa allowed her to come.  Lisa watched her glisten with sweat, naked and eager to please her.  The Succubi was desperate to get her into the bedroom, to please Lisa and earn her own relief.

The glowing blue gothic door caused Lisa to slow.  Viv seemed to ignore it, but with the tail, Viv ignored almost everything.  Lisa wasn’t sure her friend could see it.  The Master had brought – summoned?  Was that the word? – summoned it into her hallway a few days earlier, and then forbidden her from going through it.  Lisa stopped to look at it.

“Please,” Vivian begged, her dark eyes desperate, “let’s go.”

“Can you see that door?”

The Asian woman nodded, and then leaned down to kiss Lisa.  Their tongues danced for a moment, before Lisa gently pushed Viv away.

“Doesn’t it make you curious?”

“No.  I’ve been through it.”

“Wait, what?” Lisa pulled her wrist free.

“Yeah, a few times.  Come on, let’s go to your bed.  I’m really horny.”

“When?  When did you go through?” Lisa ordered.

Over the last few weeks, Vivian had been conditioned to obey, and she wouldn’t fight that tone in her mistress.  “When you make me shift.  I go through a door like that and wait, and she comes out.”

“Your Succubi?” Lisa asked.  Viv nodded.  “You mean, you don’t change, but there’s you and a golden demon that looks like you?”  Viv nodded again.  “Through there?”  Viv shrugged.

Lisa glanced up and down the hall, not certain she would be able to see Erostopholes if he was present, but wanted to at least check to see if he could be seen watching.  She ignored Viv’s pleas to ignore the door and fuck her instead.  Lisa examined the intricate brass door handle, the kind with a little trigger which requires a press of the thumb to open.  She tried it tentatively, and licked her smiling lips when it clicked.  The heavy door opened inward, and as she pulled it open, she saw a duplicate of her own upstairs hall, except it wasn’t Viv with a toy pushed into her butt.  Instead, it was the metallic skinned, spiral horned demoness that Lisa hadn’t realized was a separate entity from Vivian.

“What are you called?” Lisa asked the Succubi on the other side of the door.

“You gave me her name,” it answered with a little bow.

“And you’re not going to… hurt her, are you?” Lisa suddenly felt a touch guilty, realizing she had no idea what she had done to her sister’s best friend.

“Mistress, I make her happy.  I make you happy.  Why would I hurt anyone?”  The Succubi looked offended, as it crossed one hand across its flat stomach to hold its far arm.

“I’m just realizing how little I know about you.” Lisa said, watching it carefully.

“Well, you don’t want her hurt, and I am bound to your service,” the demoness explained.  “And I’m linked to her.  We can’t both be on the same side of the door.”

“What is over there?” Lisa asked.  The Succubi smiled coyly and took a step back.  “I order you to tell me.”

“The Principality of Erostopholes, Mistress,” it answered.

“And why would he want to keep me from coming there?” Lisa asked.

The Demoness was about to speak, when something stepped out of the door that, on her side, would have led to Lisa’s bedroom, and dragged the Succubi in as it shrieked.

“Hello?” Lisa shouted.  “Answer me!” she ordered around the corner, but there was only silence.

Then, in her hallway in the real world, Vivian fell to the ground with a scream.  “No, no, no!” she started to scream.  Large bruises, shaped like thick fingers, spread across her upper arms.

Lisa gritted her teeth and stepped through the door.  The air on the other side, in the copy hallway, was warmer.  Lisa rushed around the corner, and down the hallway.  When she flung the door open, the one that copied her bedroom, the room it opened into was like a dungeon.

Inside, there was a demon with skin the colour of wet midnight pavement, glistening in the smoky light of the stone room.  He had his thick hands wrapped around the Succubi’s upper arms, and had her pinned to the cobblestone floor.  He had kneed her legs apart, and the head of his long cock was searching for her entrance.  Lisa glanced around the room, found a thick club behind the door, and grabbed it.  She raised the weapon over her head, and brought it down on the pavement demons back.

He stagger a bit, and then turned slowly towards Lisa.  It took her a moment to realize the demon had Mike’s face, the city accountant she had fucked at the master’s insistence.  Out of his temples grew two thick horns that curved downwards.  His eyes glowed red now.  He let Vivian’s demon up and he turned and grabbed Lisa’s wrists.  She shrieked and dropped the club, and Mike pinned her against the wall.

Lisa took a deep breath, and realized she shouldn’t be afraid.  Half of the book was about taming demons, so she should be able to train this one, right?  “Let her go.” Lisa ordered as calmly as she could manage.

“Let her go,” mocked Vivian’s Succubi, who got up, and walked to beside the Mike Demon, her fingertips tracing their way against his shoulders.  “I told you she was naive.”

Mike licked his lips with a thick slug of a tongue.  His eyes danced down, drinking in Lisa’s tight V-Neck T-shirt and tight jeans.  “Fuck?” he snarled.

Vivian drink Lisa in.  “Do it.”

Mike chuckled, and pushed both of Lisa’s wrists to cross over her head, so he could pin them to the wall one hand.  With the other, he bunched up her T-shirt and yanked it off her with a sharp tug.  He took his wide tongue, and ran it along the underside of her full breast, and then pressed it against her nipple, up to her shoulder, and along the side of her face.  Lisa gasped, surprised to find herself enjoying it.

He pushed his free hand into her jeans, and she let out another gasp.  His fingers were almost clumsy, but still confident, as one slipped inside of her.  Then he slipped out, and pulled his hand free, popping the button as he cleared.

Mike suddenly spun Lisa around, so that he was now behind her, and bent her over a thick stone slab in the centre of the room.  She was almost winded when her stomach landed on the hard granite, and the demons forceful hand yanked her jeans down.  Lisa scrambled to get out from under him, but as soon as she tried to crawl up onto the slab, his hands were all over her.  He grabbed both her wrists and pinned them to the small of her back.  Then, holding her in place, he knelt behind her.  That huge, slimy tongue began to press against her pussy, in a slow, long stroke.  He moved slowly, and as soon as he finished one steady stroke he began another.  Lisa’s breathing quickened and she found herself blushing.

Vivian’s Succubi plopped gracefully down beside Lisa on the stone, her legs cross, her perfect ass right next to Lisa’s face.  The demoness shoved her thumb into Lisa’s mouth, and Lisa found herself sucking on it as Mike continued to bathe her pussy with his tongue.  “You see, up there, you’re the big boss, and I have to do and feel every humiliating thing you can imagine.  I mean, I don’t hate it, but I find I do hate you.  You’re not what I want in a mistress, but as the Lechomancer who calls me, I’m bound to you.  But here, well, that’s a different story.”

The demoness pulled her thumb free and stood.  “Here, I’m going to let my pet fuck you stupid.  And when you’ve been fucked stupid, you’ll be the dumb little whore at the bottom of my totem pool, and I won’t need to let you go home, and worry about you summoning me.”  She wound up, and gave Lisa a stinging swat on the ass.

“Fuck her,” the Succubi commanded.  The demon behind Lisa chuckled, a sound like rocks rattling around in an old tin can.  He gave her cunt one final, long lick, and then stood behind her.  Lisa wriggled to get free, and found her pussy get wetter as the demon slammed her down on the slab.  He started kicking her feet wider, until she was spread open.

Mike’s shaft slide into her, long and deep, and steady.  His hips swung like a pendulum, as he pushed nine inches into her eager hole, and slipped them back out again.  He pressed her hand hard into her back, and kept fucking her, as she squirmed under him, not really trying to escape so much as find the best angle to accept his member.

He spread his own legs wider and began to pick up the pace, pushing into her faster and harder with each stroke.  He leaned over her, and she felt his hot breathe on the back of her neck.  She found herself pushing back against him, breathing in tandem with the demon.

He let go of her wrists and grabbed her hips, fucking her faster and harder as he did.  He pushed so deep inside her, and she was shaking with excitement.  He pounded her against the slab, and her toes curled up.  He was fucking her right off the ground.

As he pulled out, the hand on her hips twisted her, and she landed on her back on the slab, her legs high up in the air, and the demon pushed back into her.  She felt the cold stone on her back, the hard cock push into her, and she couldn’t help but scream out “Yes.  Fuck yes!”

The demon put one hand under the small of her back, forcing her to arch towards him.  The other knotted into her hair, tugging on it as he plowed into her.  She tried to turn her head, just for the thrill she got when he pulled her hair and made her face him.

There was something in his eye contact, something deep she couldn’t ignore.  She stopped playing, pulling away from him to make him pull her back in, but now focusing on him.  She wriggled against him in time with his pistoning, and watched his glowing red eyes.

Mike shifted her weight in his arms, so that his powerful forearms were pressed against her back, and his fingers curled around her shoulders.  Their eyes were locked as he smashed into her, and she swiveled her hips to add some grace to their coupling.  After a minute of pounding into her, the demon broke away to lick her neck, and she nearly came as his fat tongue curled around her ear.

“No, look at me,” she ordered through desperate breaths, realizing she had nearly lost … something important.  She wasn’t sure what it was, but the hot damp air crackled with excitement as she came back from the edge of orgasm.

The demon locked eyes with her again, and this time scooped his elbows under her knees.  With his cock deep inside her, he picked her up.  She wrapped her arms around his neck by her crossed wrists, and he began to bounce her wet cut up and down his full length.  She struggled to keep his eyes on her eyes, as she flew up and down.

He slammed her back into the cold stone wall, and thrust deep inside her.  With his body weight, he pinned her up, her knees wide by her ears, her ass three feet off the ground.  He slammed into her again and again, and she quivered with excitement.

She felt a pulse coarse through his cock, and she knew she was about to come, but she kept her eyes locked on the demon.  It kept trying to glance up, or down, but as she concentrated, it couldn’t seem to look away.  Its hips smashed into her, and the wall gently scrapped at her skin, little burning thrills of excitement.

She swiveled her hips against Mike, pressed hard, and squeezed the long dick inside her as best as she could.  She felt his hot jizz rush into her a moment before she came, screaming out her joy as he grunted his.  The room shook, and little flecks of stone fell clear of the ceiling.

Mike spasmed powerfully against her, driving into her, twice, three, four times.  When he pulled out, a long thread of Essence clung from his tip to her.

His eyes had changed now.  They weren’t angry, or aggressive, but almost pleading.  He looked at her, then looked at the floor and got down on his hands and knees.  Lisa found herself rustling his hair without realizing it, and then guiding him back towards her pussy for more of that strange, slow tongue.

Just as he began, a door at the far end of the room slammed open.  There stood Erostopholes, as a deep blue skinned demon with long spiraling horns from his forehead, as well as blue bat wings and a long tail.  He stood eight feet tall here, taller than Lisa had ever seen.