Chapter 18 - Epilogue (mf, futa, oral, anal)

The little witch’s fear was palpable.  She stood in the center of the cold stone chamber, hands bound behind her and mouth gagged with a silk cloth.  Her naked body shivered in the chilled air as she weakly struggled at her bonds.

“I wouldn’t bother,” a woman’s sneering voice said, “There’s more than just cloth binding those little wrists of yours.”

Syn’s eyes darted back and forth as she looked about in the darkness.  A few torches stood on the walls of this bare stone chamber while an ornate marble altar lay in its center.  At first her tormentor eluded her, a cold voice in the darkness.  She recognized it but it lacked any of the warmth that it once had.

Ashwynn emerged from the shadows.  She was wearing a sheer black satin robe, the sash lightly tied around her waist.  Syn turned fearfully towards Ash, her eyes wide given her complete helplessness.  Gone was the proud little witch, leaving only prey being stalked.  She could see the need for vengeance in the demon hunter’s eyes.  Whether it was the terror or the cold, she shivered underneath Ashwynn’s hateful stare.  The demon huntress stepped close, so close that Cynthia could feel the warm breath on her face.  She instinctively looked away from Ashwynn, her eyes meeting the floor.  

The demon huntress growled, almost demonic and beastly in tone.  She reached back and yanked Cynthia’s red braid down.  Her head snapped upwards, forcing their eyes to meet.  The little girl squealed in pain, her little body spasming forward and meeting Ash’s voluptuous form.  The redheaded girl expected spiteful words from her former mentor but all she got was a hateful stare.  Her body trembled as Ashwynn held her at her mercy.

Still holding Cynthia’s hair tightly in her fist, Ash’s other hand went exploring.  Her palm glided over the witch’s soft skin.  She felt every goosebump, slick with sweat despite the girl shivering.  Moving down her flat belly, Ash reached for her prize as her mouth closed on the teenager’s.  Submissively Cynthia opened up, accepting Ashwynn’s lips.  The woman pushed through the softness, her fingers arching into the girl’s wetness.  And despite the abject terror, Cynthia was definitively wet -  a side effect of the energies emanating from the half-demon before her.  Seeing her former pupil’s face, Ashwynn could tell that she wanted to say something.  Acquiescing, she pulled down the cloth gag.

With considerable willpower, Cynthia wrestled both her pleasure and fear down, bringing her trembling under control.  “Are you just here to gloat?  I won’t beg for my life,” the little redhead said bitterly.  A little defiance flashed across her face.

Ashwynn chuckled at the little witch’s false bravado.  “Oh, I’m not here to do anything to you,” she said, a sinister tone in her voice.  Her hands roamed her prisoner’s body, sliding across her supple chest and down the cleft between her legs.  Ash smiled as felt the wetness, Cynthia’s back arching a little bit at the intrusion.  “Oh, no.  I’m just here to watch.”

Cynthia could hear the demon’s heavy breathing as he came forward.  Lucaryeon looked at the little witch with lust, not that she could see from her position.  Heavy footfalls heralded the demon prince’s approach.  With terror she turned and looked at her predator, her eyes going wide as the over eight foot tall horned demon stepped towards her.  She instinctively backed up, her ass smacking into the stone altar with a slap.  She shivered at the contact with the cold stone, then trembled in fear earnestly.

With a clawed fist he roughly seized her by the waist and bent her down over the altar.  She barely resisted, knowing that it’d be futile.  She craned her head around so she could look at Ashwynn - the demon huntress met her glare with one of her own.  Whatever fondness they once held for each other was long gone.

With a single powerful lurch Lucaryeon’s monstrous cock pushed into Cynthia’s wet cunt, the little woman screeching at the invasion.  She felt her hymen tear violently, pain screaming through her mind.  Her mouth was agape as he began thrusting into her, the unspeakable sensations overwhelming her senses.  Losing virginity with a demon was akin to reaching another plane of existence.  She thought she might black out, but her justice would not be so merciful.  A clawed hand wrapped around her neck and jaw, holding her against the cold stone of the altar.

The towering demon huffed and grunted as he rutted into the young woman from behind.  Ashwynn watched, hoping to feel some satisfaction.  Yet she didn’t feel exuberance or exultation - instead, she just felt a little tired.  Not that the sight of her sexy little fallen foe getting her cunt split open did nothing for her.  Cynthia yelped with every thrust, her tongue lolling out with drool dripping onto the altar.  The pleasure reached an unstoppable crescendo.  Eyes screwed shut, she shrieked as the first orgasm of her life hit her.

Lucaryeon let out a dark chuckle as his partner writhed under him.  With little effort the demon flipped Cynthia onto her back, the occiput of her head slapping painfully against the hard rock.  His bulbous cock pushed back into her as he clutched her slender hips with his vice-like grip.  Her legs limply swung back and forth at his sides while her arms stretched over her head.  The pale skin of her modest bust flushed red and her breathing went ragged as she struggled to handle the sensations.  Whether or not it was spurred by the demonic magicks or simple human lust, the little redhead had lost count of her peaks.  Ashwynn drew close, with little Cynthia eyeing her suspiciously.  Extending her finger, Ash traced down the side of the woman’s neck, along her left collarbone and then coming to circle around her erect nipple.  The wtich weakly grasped Ash’s wrist, but offered no other resistance.  

Loosening the sash on her gown, Ashwynn climbed atop the altar and over Cynthia’s recumbent form.  Her large breasts exposed to the cool air, they hung pendulously over Cynthia.  The demon huntress presented her wet womanhood to Cynthia, looking down at her imperiously.  The witch’s little head bobbed with every one of the demon’s thrusts, but a look of refusal and resistance shot through the haze of ecstasy.  

Ashwynn was in no mood to tolerate her insolence.  She reached down to grab a tuft of Cynthia’s red locks, watching the girl instinctually grunt in pain.  Then she shoved her cunt down into Cynthia’s open mouth.  Ashwynn smirked as she felt the tongue fumble around below, her little companion’s eyes wide.  Cynthia struggled with her breathing, taking sharp snaps from her nose.  The demon huntress didn’t think she’d receive much pleasure from her inexperienced lover, but she liked to watch her struggle.

Lucaryeon’s grunts reverberated in the chamber as they became louder and deeper.  Knowing what was coming, Ash lifted herself from Cynthia, whom the demon pulled off the altar onto her knees.  The demon huntress then seized Lucaryeon’s thick cock, pumping it and aiming it carefully right between the eyes of her erstwhile foe.  Cum erupted from the tip as the demon bellowed, the jet of white splattering Cynthia over the bridge of her nose.  It cascaded into her eyes and down her rosy red cheeks.  Her hands reflexively moved to shield herself but it was to no avail.  She coughed and sputtered as he unloaded on her, matting her hair and drenching her chest.

Ashwynn grimly smiled at the sight before her.  Cynthia tried her best to put on a proud face, but she looked every part of a cum soaked slut.  “I think this is where we say our goodbyes,” Ashwynn said softly.  She turned to leave, as did Lucaryeon.

“This is not the end of this,” Cynthia spat bitterly.  “I’ll be seeing you, Ash.”  She glared upwards, but only saw Ash’s figure disappear into the darkness, leaving her alone in the cold chamber.

Or not so alone, she realized.  Cynthia suddenly became aware of a great amount of movement.  She watched as dozens of demons emerged from the shadows, all watching her greedily.  The horned devils, completely naked with their cocks already rock hard from watching the previous spectacle, moved to surround the young woman.

“No!” shouted Cynthia as she struggled to stand.  She tried to summon her magic but her hands were still bound.  Clawed hands seized her roughly and she felt herself pushed back down.  “Get off me!  Get–guk!”  Her words were silenced as a demon cock forced its way between her lips.  Her eyes bulged at the indignity of sucking off a lowly filthy demon, but it did not stop there.  She felt something press against her puckered ass.

She contorted and twisted, trying to push them off somehow.  Then she felt the cock fully penetrate her virgin asshole.  The demons came on like a horde and, with her mouth perpetually occupied, she only wished she could scream.

The fucking would last for days.  But even by the end of it, with every demon’s lust temporarily sated and the whole room awash with cum, she still lived.  Weak, sore and nearly broken Syn was, but still she endured.

And in her heart remained a seed of vengeance.    

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Elsewhere, the demon lord brought Ashwynn to his chambers, both still nude.  Spartan in its furnishings, it was nevertheless comfortably warm despite its stone walls.  Lit braziers filled the room with warm light, its walls adorned with hung paintings and tapestries.  The art was rather droll - abstractions that seemed very out of place in a demon’s lair.  The furniture was suitably gothic, including a large four poster bed.  Ashwynn didn’t think demons had such human needs as sleep, meaning that it was more for recreation.  She suspected that a large sofa and a chaise lounge present also had similar purposes.  He offered her one of the seats, but she declined, preferring to stand in case she needed to fight.

“What of Lilith?” Ashwynn asked pointedly.  “Of my mother?”  It was odd to call her so, but the familial connection was not something she could deny.

“I will see to Lilith’s imprisonment,” the demon noted.  “Though I am not sure how long Lucifer will allow me to hold her.  Still, I will enjoy being her jailer.”  Ash knew what he meant by that.  “So,” Lucaryeon continued.  “You see me as I am.”  He outstretched his arms, his rippling musculature contrasting nicely in the firelight.  “What do you think?”

Ashwynn shrugged.  “I liked the old Lucius.  I’ve met my share of demons.”  She paced the room, indifferently touching the pieces of art.  One large piece depicted a collection of geometric shapes, swirled with shades of black.  It looked like something that one could make in MS Paint, but it was oddly unsettling to look at.  After viewing it for a few seconds, she pushed the frame off-kilter a couple inches.  “I know what you are going to ask, Lucius, and you know what my answer is going to be.”

He nodded.  “I know you well and you know me.  I realize this new form changes nothing.”  He drew closer, as she stepped back.  “I ask you to join me at my side, pointing out how we could rule Hell together.  Lucifer himself would be rivaled.  You refuse.  I threaten you with violence, but you aren’t afraid.”

Lucaryeon pointed at the sofa.  “I warn of harm to your friends.”  Apparating instantly was Roxie and Kaylee, the former looking surprised and the latter terrified.  They were both naked - Ash wasn’t sure if that was part of the spell or if they’d be engaged in some fun.  The figure of Nyxiandra menaced over them, having appeared with them.  When Ash’s gaze fell upon her, the sultry succubus licked her lips and gave her a wink.  The demoness sat on the opulent sofa next to the two girls, getting up and close on them.

 “You then threaten to end me,” Lucius continued.  We get nowhere with this.”  He shrugged.  “So–”

Ashwynn cut him off as she stepped in front of him.  “Inevitably, we fuck and you let me go.”

Lucius gave a dark chuckle, acceding with a nod.  “As you say.”

The buxom demon huntress knelt before her demonic former boyfriend, his horned head towering over her.  Her hands went to him, beholding the beastly thing.  Opening wide, she took him in.  Ashwynn couldn’t help but struggle to accommodate Lucius’s full demonic girth.  One clawed right hand on the back of her head, he steadily pumped her mouth, his member sliding deep into her throat.  At times he would slow, but that only prolonged the feeling of her pharynx getting stretched by his huge cock.  After a few minutes of battling, she pulled off his dick.  But giving no concession, she pulled her large bust in with her arms as she pulled his monster down into its valley. She licked and nuzzled the heft of his shaft as she pumped her tits on him.

“In fine form as always, Ash,” Lucius said as he looked down at the woman nursing his cock.  “I’ve waited an eternity to show you my true form.  Now I will make you mine!”

“I am not your plaything,” Ash responded, her green eyes suddenly flashing golden.  She was a blur of speed as she suddenly leapt up into the air, knocking Lucius’s demonic dick aside.  She grabbed him by the horns and drove him face first into the ground with a resounding thud.  She heard the spectators gasp as she stood over the suddenly prostrate demon lord.  As he moved to get up, an angry huff on his breath, she instead seized his horns once more and pulled his face into her crotch.  “I think you’ve gotten the wrong impression about what I want -- time to fix that!”  He barely hesitated, the serpentine tongue coming out to lap at her womanhood.  She moaned as she ground the demon lord’s head into her wet cunt.  

“Damn!” Roxie said under her breath.  Her futa cock was rock hard now and she needed a little attention herself.  “Fuck I need -- Kaylee!”  As she turned to look at the succubus seated on the sofa with her, she found that her little blonde companion was already occupied.  Kaylee knelt between a very amused looking Nyx’s legs, suckling at the demoness’s clit.  “What the fuck, Kaylee!” Roxie exclaimed, not noticing that she was already stroking her own shaft.

Meanwhile, Ashwynn had pushed Lucius onto his back, spinning around for a standing 69.  She stood over him, his size meaning that he merely had to prop himself on his elbows to continue his cunnilingual task.  The redhead bent down, both hands pumping his shaft as her mouth enveloped the head.  She slobbered all over his dick, his mouth growing accustomed to his size.  

“Fuck this foreplay,” she growled with finality.  She climbed onto him, resting her feet on his muscular thighs and propping herself up on his chest.   Grabbing his fat monstrous cock, she guided him into her folds as he thrust upwards.  She rode him, reverse cowgirl, as her body seized up with the pleasure of this demon lord finally fucking her.  She started by only taking in the first half of his cock, slowly sinking herself down farther and farther with each motion.  Her first orgasm of the night hit her without warning, her cries echoing in the lair.

Throwing her legs around, she faced him as she rode him hard.  Ash enjoyed Lucius’s stamina, though the demon’s grunts betrayed his struggle.  Both of his meaty fists grasped around her waist as she was fucked from below.  He leaned up, his serpentine tongue twisting out of his jaws.  She took his forked tongue into her mouth, sucking on it as she tried to hold on as her second climax washed over her.

The demonic love fest emanated sexual energy throughout the room, driving the trio of Rox, Kaylee and Nyx mad with lust.  The succubus held Kaylee against her cunt, barely letting the little blonde breathe.  Roxie’s chest heaved as the goth girl watched her companion go down on the hated demoness.  Holding her futa cock hard in her hands, she made up her mind.

Nyx rolled her eyes as she watched Nyx climb over on the couch.  “Don’t worry, girl, you’ll get your turn.  You--”  Her words were cut short as the pixie haired Roxie unceremoniously grabbed hold of her head -- taking Ash’s cue by going for the horns.  Cock erect, she jammed her dick into Nyxiandra’s mouth.  The succubus’s eyes went wide at the insult, but she didn’t fight it.  The demoness took in the futa’s length, bobbing her head obligingly.

Lucius regained the upper hand, flipping Ashwynn onto her back.  The redhead felt the entire mass of the demon lord bearing down on her as she pulled her legs against her chest.  He thrusted fast and hard, his cock impaling her.  Her screams resonated as she felt orgasm after orgasm cascade over her.  

This time the demon lord couldn’t hold back.  Lucius came, a flood of cum erupting from his demonic member.  It filled Ashwynn to the brim, a stream flowing from her quivering cunt.  Then he pulled out, his dick coming to rest on her belly.  Cum continued to pump, flowing through the valley of her breasts and spurts even splashing against her face.  Her mouth was agape as she caught his sweet tasting seed.

“Fuck…” Ashwynn exhaled.  “That was--”

Lucius flipped her onto her knees.  “Not done.  Not even close.”  She didn’t even have a moment to react when his dick plowed straight into her ass.

“AHHHH!!!” she screeched.  It was her demonblood alone that prevented her ass from splitting in two.  He rammed her relentlessly, seemingly uncaring for her comfort and only for his own pleasure.

On the couch, Roxie’s gambit had paid off, but she wasn’t in control.  She was lounging on the cushions while Nyx and Kaylee were kneeling before her.  The two girls’ mouths alternated as they teased at Rox.  It was driving her crazy.  They sucked and pumped her to the edge -- then they slowed and let Roxie twitch in exquisite sexual agony.

“Fuck!” grunted Lucius.  The demon wasn’t holding back now, letting the climax come unabated.  He emptied his balls deep in Ash’s ass, once again cum pouring from her abused orifice.

He was back on his back, arms propping himself up.  Ashwynn draped herself over him, taking both hands to wrap around his still erect cock.  She marveled at it.  It was slick with cum, but so was she -- nearly all of her body was covered in cum, mixed with sweat.  She licked at the bulbous tip as her grip easily slid up and down the shaft.  He groaned appreciatively.  Then her head went back down on it, engulfing her prize.  As the fist-sized cockhead entered her mouth, it filled it almost comically.  She increased her speed, her two hands massaging the shaft as she bobbed rapidly on him.  

Rox was losing it.  She moved to grab her own dick with her hands.  She wanted to pump her swollen futa cock and release the blue balls that churned below.  Unfortunately, the succubus was faster - reaching up to grab both of Roxie’s wrists.   “Well little girl,” Nyx said silkily as she restrained Roxie.  “Where’s the fun in that?”

“Fuck you!” spat Roxie.  “Let me fucking cum, you fucking bitch!”

“Be calm, little one,” Nyxiandra whispered, her large breasts undulating over Roxie’s face.  “I’m not cruel.  At least not always.”  She glanced down at Kaylee, who was smirking as she licked Roxie’s cock, ever so lightly.  “Perhaps we should let your long suffering companion decide when you come.  I mean, I think she deserves at least that.”

Kaylee beamed.  “Yeah, I think I do.  Don’t you think, Rox?  All those times of me sucking you off or you fucking me, whenver you wanted.  Half the time you didn’t even get me to cum.  Just pump and dump.  Your little blonde plaything.”  To add injury to insult, Kaylee let go of Roxie’s throbbing dick, letting it ache in the cool air.

“Fuck!” Roxie said, trying to thrash the succubus off of her.  Nyxiandra was far too strong for that, however.  “I am sorry!  Just let me cum!”

Kaylee stood over Roxie, imperiously.  “Say it.  Say the words.  You know what I want to hear.”

Roxie groaned, her eyes screwing up.  The succubus’s sexual energy, coupled with the demonic sex battle raging, was too much.  She barely whispered it.  “I love you.”

“You better fucking believe it,” Kaylee replied in triumph.  “Now, how should you cum?  You know I think it’s just long enough and that you’re just flexible enough that…”  The blonde gave Nyx an almost fiendish glance and grin.

Kaylee sat down next to her struggling companion.  Grabbing Roxie’s pixie black and pink-streaked hair with her right hand and her throbbing futa cock with the other, she wrenched them together.  Roxie instinctively opened her mouth to let her own futa cock into it, sucking with wild abandon.  Nyx dove underneath, her slithering tongue sliding into Roxie’s asshole even as the goth girl fucked her own mouth.

Roxie spasmed, her body contorting as she came.  The sensation of Nyx tonguing her ass, Kaylee’s grip around her cock and her own tongue rolling over the head of her futa dick was too much.  Cum gushed from her own cock as she tried to guzzle it down.  She failed as she sputtered and choked, seed splashing her face.  Roxie gasped as she collapsed back into the cushions, makeup smeared and cum soaked.  Kaylee just giggled as her companion passed out.

A loud strangled cry signaled Lucius cumming from Ashwynn’s own oral assault.  She held him in place as his cock spurted cum into her throat.  She took it dutifully, swallowing gulp after gulp.  It seemed to ease and so she lifted her head.

She was wrong as cum continued to spurt as she pumped his fat cock with her fist.  Ropes of cum shot up, into her hair and across her face.  She was already caked in sperm, but he liberally applied another coat onto her face and chest.

Lucaryeon laid back, his demonic lust sated.  He looked up at Ashwynn as she stood - she looked like she could go another round even if he couldn’t.  Part of him longed for her, but he knew that it was an impossibility.  

Ashwynn looked down commandingly.  “Are we finished?”


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Quiet and without fanfare.  That was what Ashwynn wanted for her last day in Empire City.  A light rain gently fell upon her shoulders as she tossed her duffel bag into the trunk of her Torino.  

“Sneaking away?” said a voice behind her.  It was Roxie, dressed in her dour black attire.  Behind her was Kaylee, modest for once in an Empire City College sweatshirt.  The perky smile was gone for once.

Ashwynn shook her head.  “You’ve got a bug in every camera in this city.  I found all four in my shower, by the way.”

Her companion just shrugged.  “Saw you got the two in your car.  You going somewhere?”

“Yeah,” came the reply from Ash.  “For a while.”  She popped open the rear door of the car, reaching into the back.  She retrieved a bundle, wrapped in a silk sheet.  Offering it to Roxie, she had a steely look in her eyes.

Rox took it - it was Ashwynn’s katana.  She looked up at the redhead questioningly.

“I left my guns in your apartment,” she said to Kaylee.  “Be careful with them.”  She shut the door to her car, straightening her coat.  “This is it, I guess.  Goodbye.”  She turned to leave.

Instantly Roxie and Kaylee were on her, enveloping her in a hug.  Ashwynn held them tight, swaying them lightly.  “Don’t worry,” she said, “I won’t be a stranger.”

And with that, Ashwynn Covington - demon huntress, daughter of Lilith and the self-proclaimed 'best lay east (and west) of the Mississippi' - left Empire City.
 