Chapter 17 - The Battle of Empire City (mf, futa, oral, anal, beast)

Author's Note:
We are finally coming towards an end.  There will be one more chapter after this, an epilogue.  Hopefully it won't take two years this time :D

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When Ashwynn opened her eyes, she found a rather mundane sight.  Her apartment had certainly seen better days.  The wreckage of her battle with Nyxiandra still lay evident all over the floor, walls and ceiling.  There was no effort made to clean it up.  She found herself dressed as she had before her visit with the Prince of Darkness, a simple buttoned white collared shirt underneath a black runed longcoat.  Ash realized coincidentally that it was the same outfit she wore when she began her investigation into the murders that had started this journey.

She glanced at her cellphone on the coffee table, briefly thinking to call Roxie.  The din of horror outside her window was evidence that Lilith’s plans were unfolding rapidly outside.  Ashwynn knew what she had to do.  Arming herself with her blade, she opened the door out of her apartment.  The sounds of battle resonated even louder as the huntress faced the sulfurous smell wafting through the hallways of her building.  Ash glanced briefly back at her living room.  With her jaw set, she passed the threshold and left her old life behind.

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The city was on fire.

‘Not even an understatement’, Roxie thought to herself in horror.  Large swathes of the Devil’s Corner burned, spreading over to the adjacent burroughs.  Sirens blared as police and fire trucks raced around the city, trying to contain the carnage and conflagration.  But with the flames came demons, flooding the city as a torrent of murder, rape and destruction.  The ignorant innocents of Empire City were getting a rough introduction to the long present evil at its core.

As Roxie stood on the street, she stood in awe of what she saw.  Even though it was about noon the sky was pitch black, with clouds so thick that not one ray of sunlight could penetrate it.  Normally the skyline at night was filled with the towering high rises of downtown looming over the rest of the city.  Though they were still there, the eye was instead drawn to a pillar of swirling reddish-purple energy that jutted upwards into the low clouds.  To the untrained, glowing spouts of energy were unfathomable phenomena, but one who has any knowledge of demons knew better.  Portals tend to spew energy from them, a sort of exhaust pipe to the immense amounts of power generating them.  And now suddenly one straddled the city, right over the Devil’s Corner.

The air was bustling with sounds, hundreds of honking cars as all around her people were attempting to flee the area.  She could almost taste the panic in the air.   This was no isolated demonic incursion.  It was a full-on invasion of the mortal plane by the forces of Hell.  Roxie didn’t have any experience with real demons, as a legion of them pillaged the Corner.  Standing over six feet tall, with jutting thick muscles and gnarled fangs, they weren’t typical sights in the Devil’s Corner.  As Roxie stood in front of the Devil’s Threesome, she could only gape in horror as she watched them rampage.  She watched as one picked up a small coupe, before tossing it at a group of pedestrians, scattering them.  Another pummeled a security guard into a bloody pulp on the ground.  She watched as another pair fell upon a young woman, stripping off her clothes.

Not that there weren't any resistance: the inhabitants of the Corner were not a docile lot.  Vampires, lycans, humans, witches, even a few demons — the populace rose up to fight the invasion.  In the street in front of their bar, the Greyfur siblings were in full werewolf form, slashing away at any demon that would approach.  Jack Greyfur, the old wolf he was, viciously tore into the invaders.  The demons’ resolve wavered at his ferocity.  For a moment Roxie thought they were winning.  Hope snuck into her thoughts for a brief second before the world detonated around her.

She was lifted off her feet, one of her shoes dangling behind in the fiery wind.  Her head rang as the thundercrack of the explosion deafened her. Adding further injury, this was followed by her head cracking against the pavement, dulling her senses.  As her eyes opened, she saw that, despite her head injury, others were far less fortunate than her.  A vampire lay roiling in pain, an arm severed.  Near him a woman clutched her legs, seared black by flame.

She saw that old Jack Greyfur was staggered but still standing, his sister unconscious after being knocked a dozen yards away.  The wolf suddenly looked exhausted as he watched a woman approach him through the clearing smoke.  Given the figure’s manner of dress, Roxie did not initially recognize her.  She wore a black leather strap harness over her pale skin, strategically positioned to cover her most sensitive areas.  Her hair was bright red and frayed wild.  Only when Roxie saw her face did she realize that it was the young idealistic Cynthia, suddenly in the thrall of demons.

The old werewolf eyed his predator warily.  The smile on the witch’s face was absolutely fiendish.  Most that stood in front of a bestial lycan unarmed would feel some pause.  Syn did not.

“Ashwynn’s pet dog,” the witch said.  “Running loose in the neighborhood as usual.  Perhaps we should put a leash on you!”  As old Greyfur snarled at her, a thin smile curled on Syn’s lips.

“Try to kill me if you want, witch,” he replied defiantly.  “But you won’t find me easy prey.”

Sin laughed. “Kill you?  No, no, no.  I won’t be the one killing you.  You’ll be part of something much more fun than that!”

The lycan lunged forwards, claws outstretched.  Sin stood motionless, a wicked smirk curled on her face.  She waved her hand, as if dismissing a nuisance.  A wave of force passed over the leaping werewolf.  His body went limp as his hulking form crashed to the ground next to the witch.  

“Brave and hopeless,” Sin whispered to the unconscious form of Greyfur.  Her head slowly turned towards where a shocked Roxie watched helplessly.  “And don’t think I’ve forgotten about you!”

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“Well, this is different.”

As Ashwynn walked the streets of the Devil’s Corner, the silence was complete.  Smoke filled the air but no longer were there sounds of smoldering flame.  There should have been helicopters overhead, but the skies were empty.  The portal swirled in front of her, an event of such biblical proportions that she expected half the army to be flooding the area.  Yet there was no one.  

And by no one, she meant literally not a soul to be seen.   The streets, buildings and cars were all empty.  Still, there was only one place to go.  She walked towards the plume of magical energy, sword in hand.

The mystery was soon solved.  The silence gave way to the low roar of a crowd, the din of a thousand demons manifested on the wrong side of Hell.  She saw them milling about the streets and buildings in front of her.  Gargoyles flew overhead, the wings whipping through the smoke rising from the burning city.  The demons seemed to be congregating around Veteran’s Park, a fancy name for what was essentially a grassy field in the middle of the borough.  Within the bounds of park, Ash could see the plume of energy jutting into the sky.

The demons parted to let Ashwynn pass.  Clearly she was expected.  Their faces hid none of their hate.  The stinking smell of imps and demons filled her nostrils, a mix of sweat and sulfur.  Amongst the crowd she could see women tossed around like playthings.  Still, there were thousands of them and she would need an army to battle them.  All she had was her sword, her tits and her iron will.

The towering plume grew closer as Ash approached the center of the park.  Where there were once trees, only rotted stumps sat.  All traces of human civilization -- light posts, playground equipment, even shrubbery -- were torn away from what was once Veteran’s Park.  Now there were burning torches, demonic effigies and even a few gibbets with hapless captives.  The portal raged in front of her, sparks of purple lightning cracking the dark sky.  She knew that Lilith’s forces were descending on this plane of existence.  Left unchecked they would destroy and remake Empire City.  By ripping away the veil of the secret world from the eyes of the general populace, she sought to unleash the end of days.

For what reasons, Ashwynn didn’t know.  All she knew was that her mother needed to be stopped.

As she looked at the throng of demons, for a moment her heart stopped.  She saw them, Roxie and Kaylee.  Poor Kaylee was chained with an iron collar around her neck.  She knelt beneath a large ogre demon, its meaty fist holding the other end of the chain.  With dull eyes she licked and slurped at his large black balls with her tongue, tenderly and gingerly ministering to him.  Her blonde hair was matted with cum and Ash wondered how many demons had used her already.

A far worse fate was being exacted on Roxie.  She was naked (but without her futa cock), on all fours with a group of jeering demons around her.  A hellhound, bestial and snarling, had mounted her.  She was being fucked raw, knotted by the beast.  Her mouth was agape as she moaned in pleasure, all thoughts of decency gone from her mind.  A demon stood at her head, jerking its cock in her face.  Shots of cum spurted from its tip, dribbling down her face as she lapped it up without hesitation.

Ash thought to take her blade and cut down all the demons before her.  The demon inside her reared up.  Yet she pushed that feeling back, knowing that the only way to stop this madness was to deal with Lilith herself.

In the midst of the park, the demon hunter saw a stone dais rising from the throng of demons.  Giant blackened horns rose from the ground, overarching the stone platform.  A marble altar stood on it and behind that, a large black granite throne.  The demons before her parted, allowing her to pass unmolested towards a figure seated.

She looked nothing like the pictures, Ash thought to herself.  Whilst Enclave propaganda depicted her as a monstrous figure, she was just the opposite.  Lilith stood, with her demons silenced as she did so.  She was visually striking.  Ashen skin, silvered hair and piercing red eyes all contrasted but still, Ashwynn saw something of a resemblance.  On the other hand, perhaps it was the massive bust.  Lilith struck an intimidating pose, her sinewy muscles flexing and her dark wings stretching out.  Ashwynn could see her talon like nails extending and then retracting in her hands.

“Daughter,” Lilith said simply.  “Finally come to pay a visit to your dear old mother?”

Ashwynn looked up at her, anger seething inside.  “I had no mother.”

“Or a father really, for that matter,” quipped Lilith.  “It didn’t have to be that way but you can thank your dear old dad for that.  Always worried about the demon’s blood in you, wanting to lock it away like some dark secret.”  She shrugged.  “Maybe he should have thought of that before he fucked me.”  She gave a seductive tilt of her hips at that.  Dressed as evocatively as ever, her attire consisted entirely of a black leather bustier with matching panties.  Ash thought her top was magically enchanted, because the fact that it contained her giant breasts defied physics.

Ashwynn sneered.  “You’d have me believe that that wasn’t your plan?  My father would never have done that willingly!”

Lilith rolled her eyes.  “Oh, grow up.  He was a man.  It’s true that there’s not a man that can resist me.”  She stretched her arms out over her head, her breasts jutting out deliciously.  “But I did not force him.  He came willingly.  And come he did,” she added.  She extended her hand to Ashwynn.  “Join me on my throne.  We will rule together!”

Ash could feel Lilith’s love and desire wash over her.  For a moment her will wavered.  She’d had an emptiness for so long that she suddenly felt that her mother (this demon, she told herself) could fill.  But then Lucifer’s touch pushed that thought out of her mind.

Ashwynn straightened.  “I’m here to stop you.  For what you’ve done here and what you did to my father.” 

Lilith gasped in mock indignation.  “Dear William?  We certainly had our differences.”  She smiled devilishly.  “Different ideas about how to raise you, perhaps.  But I am not the one who killed him.”

“Lies,” replied Ashwynn, her sword hand readying itself instinctually.

“Oh, she’s telling the truth,” responded a familiar voice.  From behind the throne stepped Cynthia Reynolds, but not the sheepish girl that Ashwynn remembered.  Replaced was a young woman, evil and fiery to the core.  Her manner of dress shocked Ashwynn, her innocent schoolgirl attire replaced by black leather straps and lace.

“Cynthia?!” said Ash with shock.  “What the hell have they done to you?!”

The little redhead girl grinned.  “Oh you know.  Hell.”  She flipped her hand open, revealing black flame.  “Just as your father hid your parentage and demon blood from you, he prevented me from tapping into my full magical potential.  We aren’t so different.  You are more powerful than ever, but so am I!”  The black flame flared in her hand, exploding upwards before dissipating.  

Ash understood.  “Cynthia...what did you do?”

“I’m Sin now,” the witch replied.  “And I boiled his eyes in his head.”

The demon inside raged within Ashwynn.  She felt power surge through her veins.  She’d cut through this entire legion of demons to kill her former friend.  Ash felt the scales of her blade’s hilt crack under the pressure of her intense grip.  “Lilith can wait,” the demon hunter noted with resolution.  “I will deal with you first.”

“Ash, you’re nothing more to this story than three very loose holes,” Sin said.  Her eyes glowed red.  She held her arms held firm with palms up, as she hovered just slightly off the ground.  The magical energy emanating from her was palpable.

“Believe it or not, still very tight,” replied Ashwynn.  “Demonblood has its benefits.”  She spun her sword with a flourish.  “You killed my father.  Your mentor.”

Sin laughed.  “What do you want from me?  An apology?  He had me learning of dead priests and practicing magic tricks.”  With a flourish she conjured a flame in her palm.  “Lilith has shown me true power.”  She toyed the ball of flame briefly before letting it flicker out.  “Come on out...Jack.”

Ash watched in horror as the grayed wolf stepped out from behind the witch.  His fur was matted with coagulated blood.  He stared at Ashwynn with a dull and blank stare in his eyes.  “What have you done, Cynthia?!”

Lilith’s servant just laughed.  Her rancorous laughter was unsettling, a resonating cackle that did not match her diminutive frame.  “It’s too bad that your petite little brain never grasped the power that Lilith offers.  You go through life fucking and fighting.  You’ll never know real power!”

“Cynthia, I will fucking kill you,” Ash replied softly.  She gripped her sword tightly.

“Yeah, sure,” Sin replied with an exaggerated eye roll.  She snapped her fingers, cracking in the silence.  The old lycan lurched forwards.

Whatever the witch thought would happen, Ash did not hesitate.  Jack’s movements were slowed and drunken.  Ash dropped down to a crouch with her blade, dodging the clumsily swing of his claws.  She then struck upwards.

“Forgive me,” Ashwynn whispered.  She blinked away tears as she drove her blade deep into her old friend.   Yet Jackson audibly sighed in relief as the witch’s hold on his mind receded.  With one swift motion, the demon hunter wrenched her blade out of the lycan’s body, who promptly fell to his knees.  The beast receded, leaving the naked man.  He didn’t even try to cover the wound; instead he just smiled serenely as his thoughts cleared.  Ash moved to cover his wound, but he just pushed her away.

“Don’t,” he said softly.  “This is my time.  I made my stand.  Now I can rest.”   His head fell into the nape of her neck as the last breath left him. 

Sin began to laugh.  She was saying something but Ashwynn couldn’t hear.  She just felt the thrum of her pulsing blood in her ears as she gently laid Greyfur down on the ground.  She sheathed her sword as she stood back up.  Still Sin taunted her, but Ash could only see her mouth move.  The demon inside her reared, spurred on by Lucifer’s gift.

Ashwynn began to walk towards the witch.  Sin eyed her prey with hatred, saying some jeer or insult that Ashwynn couldn’t hear.  Flames appeared in the witches hand, hot and searing fire that resonated heat that the demon huntress could feel.  Still she pressed forward.

Sin hurled the flames towards Ashwynn.  The blast erupted around Ashwynn, but strangely she felt nothing.  Her clothes burned and charred on her skin, but she could feel no burn.  Lucifer’s power in her flowed through her veins as she moved on the witch.  Sin watched this dumbfounded and slowly, fear appeared on her face.  

With haste the witch began shouting spells, her hands weaving crimson red, onyx black and toxic green.  Yet it did not avail her as her spells landed without effect.  Sin screeched at the surrounding demons who did nothing.  And then Ash was on her.

With both hands Ash seized Sin’s little neck, choking her.  The witch sputtered, whatever spell she had in mind fizzling out.  Ashwynn’s eyes met Sin’s, the startled terror evident in her.  The demon hunter’s eyes only betrayed murderous desire.

“Enough!” Lilith commanded, raising her hand.  Ashwynn felt herself lifted and pushed back, though she remained on her feet.  She let go of Sin, compelled by the force of Lilith’s voice.  The young witch coughed and hacked, clutching her throat as she regained her breath.

Ash looked up at her mother, sword in hand still.  She raised her blade, pointing it directly at Lilith, Queen of Hell.  “I challenge you, mother, in front of all the eyes here!”

Lilith stood forth, her wings stretching across the dais.  Her eyes burned bright red as she extended her taloned claws.  “So be it!”

Lilith surged forwards, her black talons bared at her erstwhile daughter.  With a flash Ashwynn parried the first blow with her blade.  The razor sharp sword barely left a mark on Lilith’s skin, its delicate surface hiding its hardened demeanor.  The demon queen was fast but the demon hunter was her mother’s daughter.  Blow for blow, the demon’s claws missed their mark.  Ashwynn would dodge under an attack and thrust upwards, but could not wound the demoness with her earthly weapon.  The assembled demons and denizens of Empire City watched as these two evenly matched foes danced with deadly intent.

“I could do this all day!” Ashwynn said through bared teeth.  She raised the blade over her head to bring down with both hands, but Lilith moved with an unholy quickness.  She seized her daughter’s sword hand in a tight fist, before spinning rapidly.  An outstretched wing slammed into Ashwynn, sending her flying into the crowd.  She tumbled into the wall of demons, who jeeringly tossed her back into the circle.  Her sword was lost, having disappeared into the crowd. 

“Is this it?” cackled Lilith.  “The greatest of the demon hunters?  Spawn of my flesh?  This weak showing?  You are disappointing me daughter!”  She haughtily paraded in front of Ashwynn, her hands aloft as she addressed her demons.  “Is this what heaven and Hades has arrayed against me?  I am the Queen of Hell!”

Ashwynn stood.  Her long coat torn, she pushed it off her shoulders and tossed it aside.  Her breasts strained under her buttoned white shirt entrancingly as she rolled her arms, as if stretching before a workout.  Around her the demons watched in awe as she stood defiantly before her mother.

“Insolence,” grumbled Lilith as she clenched her taloned hands.  “You can’t win, child.  Join me or die here!”  She bounded forward at her daughter, claws outstretched.

Ashwynn met her with an uppercut, her fist connecting with Lilith’s jaw.  There was an audible gasp from the crowd of demons as the Queen of Hell was staggered for a moment.  For a second, the two appeared evenly matched.

Lilith’s face contorted in fury at the fact that Ash had struck her.  Her wings unfurled as she stretched them across the dais.  Then with a mighty flex, she buffeted the wind with her wings, the rush of air knocking Ashwynn’s guard.  In a split second she was on her daughter, her clawed hands seizing the hem of Ash’s clothes.  The demon hunter pushed back at her attacker, feeling her shirt tear as she shoved Lilith back.

The two snarled at each other, but realized the crowd of demons were cheering them on.  Ash was incredulous.  Even now, the assembled legion could think only of one thing.  She stood there, shirt torn in half with her tits bouncing in the hardest working bra known to man.  Meanwhile, her mother stood half-naked before her, the tits and ass of the demoness legendary on all planes of existence.  It was comical to the point that Ash let out a laugh.

“Is something funny, daughter?” Lilith mused, letting her guard down a bit as the combat paused.

Ashwynn shook her head, still grinning.  “We could fight all day.  But you and I aren’t known across heaven and hell for our fighting skills.  Even if we are the best, which we are.”

“Oh?” Lilith replied, very amused.  “What exactly are you proposing?  You realize that I am your mother.”

“You are no mother of mine,” Ash said with finality.  “Whatever our blood bond may be.  Let’s decide this the way that all here would expect...and want.  We fuck.  The last woman standing is the victor.”

“Hah!” Lilith responded with clear arrogance in her voice.  “Such insolence to challenge me!”  With a swift motion, she tore the leathers off her body, revealing her magnificent perfection.  Her breasts were even larger than Ashwynn’s, completely defying the pull of gravity.  His slit was smooth and skin unblemished.  

Ashwynn shrugged, acknowledging, “Okay, I’m impressed.”

Then with a motion of her hand, Lilith extended her futa cock, her instrument of legend.  The large rod extended just over a foot long from the base with a meaty fist for a head.  A pair of bulbous balls dangled underneath.

Ash’s eyes widened.  “Fuck me,” she whispered softly to herself.

“We’re getting to that,” Lilith said.  “Now, your turn.”

Ashwynn obliged, stripping down.  Her clothes were tattered and easily discarded.  As she pulled off her black lace bra, her boobs bounced entrancingly, eliciting drooling stares from the crowd.

Lilith ascended the stone stairs up the dais as Ashwynn followed.  Her mother stood in front of her throne and turned around.  “Come, Ashwynn Covington,” she said commandingly, “Let us see if you live up to your name.”

Obligingly and wordlessly, Ashwynn knelt before the enlarging snake as it reared its head in front of her.  She reached out.

Ash beheld the monster in her hands.  It was the most magnificent set cock and balls she ever held.  Though it wasn’t the longest she’d seen, it was certainly the heaviest.  Plus, length had less meaning to a girl who regularly was fucked by tentacles.  More mass, on the other hand, meant more force.  The veiny member tangibly pulsed underneath her fingers.  

Lilith’s breaths were steady as Ash gripped her hard member.  Steadying it with both hands, Ash’s tongue gingerly flicked at the head, teasing the demoness.  Then she slowly enveloped its meaty fist with her mouth, opening wide.  Ash had to stretch her mouth uncomfortably, but, whether it was her skill or the demon’s blood in her, she was able to pass it over her tongue.  She slid the bulb in and out of her mouth, tongue massaging it from below.  Lilith groaned softly as Ash inched the cock in deeper with every stroke.  The demon queen was impressed as Ash didn’t even gag as she began to deepthroat her.  Lilith’s clawed fingers threaded into her crimson hair as she began to grind against her huntress’s mouth.

Taking as much of it in her mouth and down her throat as she could, Ashwynn pulled off, jerking the wet member with her hands.  “My my,” she taunted.  “Aren’t you all excited?”  Then without fanfare she returned to her oral ministrations, sucking with a bit more urgency.

“Don’t get too excited,” Lilith replied smugly.  “I don’t need to hold back.  I can come over and over again, without end.  You can’t win this.  You won’t outlast me.  In fact...”  Lilith gruffly pulled Ashwynn back on to her cock, the redhead opening her mouth wide once again.  

Ash could feel Lilith’s dick swell in her mouth and her balls start to churn like steam engines.  The demon queen steadily increased the pressure on the back of Ash’s head, pushing her further and further down on her cock.  She didn’t let up even as she began to cum.  It was like a river of cum pouring down Ash’s throat.  She swallowed as much as she could, guzzling it into her belly.  Still it began to dribble out of the corners of her mouth, spurts of it falling onto her heaving chest.  She did not gag, though, to her own pride.  

“Ah, that was excellent,” Lilith said softly, letting go of Ash’s head.  The redhead wiped the cum from her lips, but the taste was actually quite good.  It tasted sweet, in fact, like syrup.

“I’ve had better,” quipped Ash.  “Let’s get to the main event.”

Lilith pumped her she-cock as she watched Ashwynn’s breasts undulate in front of her as her daughter slowly turned around to face the ritual altar.  The demon hunter leaned forward on the marble slab, presenting her perfect ass to the Queen of Hell.  Lilith bared her fangs in a wide smile as she pressed her bulbous cock against Ash’s slit.  There was initial resistance as the tight crevice stretched around her meaty head.  With a grunt Lilith thrusted deep within, jolting Ash with the shock of the demon’s size.  The demoness didn’t wait for Ashwynn to get comfortable, pushing in and out with an aggressive pace.

Lilith’s guttural grunts and Ashwynn’s lusty moans filled the air as mother fucked daughter.  The redhead could feel juices pouring out of her box, unsure if it was from her or her partner (and not caring at all the answer).  Lilith’s heavy balls slapped against Ash’s labia as the huntress clutched at the far edge of the stone altar.  The demon queen pummeled Ashwynn, yet the feeling of churning pleasure surprised Lilith.  She was used to extracting pleasure from her subjects.  Somehow she felt that this transaction was very much going both ways.

Lilith gritted her teeth as she pushed back against the approaching orgasm.  Still she increased her pace as her taloned hand wove into the red hair of her lover.  She yanked back, causing Ash to yelp.  Then came down Lilith’s other hand on her ass, a loud SMACK resonating through the air.  “Insolent girl!” growled Lilith into her daughter’s ear.  “You can’t match me!”

If Lilith was experiencing surprising levels of enjoyment, Ashwynn was in abject ecstasy.  Her eyes glazed as her mother’s cock penetrated her more fully than anyone else had ever before.  She put on a brave face, but she was getting right fucked.  “Fuck you!” Ashwynn replied, not able to manage anything more clever through the haze of lust.  “Fuck..you...FUCK!”  She threw her head back as she came, stars blinking through her eyes.  Her body seized up as the breath caught in her throat.  For a moment, she couldn’t think much of anything.

“Only human!” shouted Lilith in reply.  “I’m going to---OHH!!” The demoness’s orgasm snuck up on her, only to slam into her like a tidal wave.  She pulled out, her she-cock immediately releasing a stream of cum into the air.  It splashed down onto Ashwynn’s back, cream sliding across her sweat-coated skin.  “Fucking bitch!” Lilith said angrily, though there was a hint of pride in the back of her mind.  “I am in control here!”  Even as she said those words, cum continued to spurt out of her cock onto the ground beneath.

Ashwynn’s vision cleared, the strength in her veins pulsing inside her.  “Who are you trying to convince?”  she said mockingly, straightening herself off the altar.  The crowd, previously jeering, was eerily quiet now.  “Care to try again, old woman?”

Lilith snarled and with one clawed hand pressed Ashwynn back down on the altar.  The cock pressed against Ash’s slit again, but then Lilith adjusted before shoving its full length up her ass.  Ashwynn screamed.  Any other woman would have been killed, torn apart from the inside.  But whether it was Lilith’s own blood within her or Lucifer’s bestowed power, her body could accommodate, though with great pain.  Lilith began to ream Ash’s supernaturally straining asshole, laughing to herself as she did so.

“No words now, daughter?” Lilith screeched as she fucked Ashwynn.  She then bent her knees slightly as she wrapped her arms around her daughter’s waist.  The demon queen jackhammered into Ash’s ass.  Ash’s screams of pain mixed with those of pleasure as the jeering of the assembled demons rose once again.  They raved and ranted around them, several of them falling upon whatever female hostage was nearby.  A pair of demons pounded into Kaylee.  One of them roughly fucked her mouth while the other was deep in her ass.  Roxie’s lot continued to be much worse.  She laid on top of a particularly burly demon, getting double penetrated by him and a thinned horned devil.  Meanwhile a third fat demon had his cock deep within her throat.  

Lilith continued to impale her daughter, but it was a double edged sword.  Ash’s ass was incredibly tight and she felt the pleasure crest once again.  Her clawed hands moved from the redhead’s hard abs up to her massive tits.  They roamed and explored the perfect mounds, rolling the hardened nipples under her talons.  For Ash, though, the pain of this was far eclipsed by her ass, though she was sure she’d come up twice more in roughly a minute of the anal attack.  Ash straightened up, pushing her back up against Lilith’s own larger breasts.  Her mother’s pace quickened, her breathing labored.  This was too much for Lilith.  She needed to retake control.  Defeated, she pulled out of Ash’s tight ass.  

For a moment, Ashwynn believed she had won.  It was no respite though.  The demon grabbed hold of both of Ash’s thighs and lifted her off the ground from behind.  The large cockhead once again forced its way into Ash’s cunt as Lilith pumped her daughter directly on her futa dick.  The demon queen pistoned upward with reckless fury.  As the pain of her ass receded, Ashwynn felt overwhelmed by the feelings of satisfaction emanating out of her wet box.  Her head became dizzy as she almost felt like she was going to pass out.

Through the haze Ash reached down between her legs, grasping the heavy balls lurching below.  Lilith gasped as she felt her daughter knead and squeeze at them.  “You little fucking wench,” her elder demon seethed but Ashwynn only increased the pressure on them.  “Fuck!” she shrieked as her daughter dominated her testicles.  Pain and pleasure were deeply entwined for the demon queen, more so than any other.  Ashwynn now took advantage of this.

Lilith yelled as she unloaded into her daughter.  Cum flooded into Ashwynn’s sopping pussy as the demoness’s sore balls contracted and pulsed.  The demon hunter’s eyes were also screwed shut, riding her own orgasm.  She’d lost count of how many times she’d come.  But Ash knew that all that mattered was who was still standing by the end of the night.  

Lilith pushed off her daughter, cum splattering once again to the ground.  Both staggered drunkenly as the crowd once again had grown quiet.  “Ah, well,” she said, breathing heavily, “I see your strength waning.”

“Fuck you,” replied Ash.  She shoved Lilith, pushing her backwards.  She backed into her throne, sitting down.  

Ash brought her ample bosom to bear with both hands.  She wrapped the she-cock in her soft flesh, the head of it sticking up erect between the two mountains.  Lilith groaned as the demoness instinctually pumped her hips, sliding the hard dick between the cavernous cleavage.  The Queen of Hell closed her eyes as she realized that her cock was far too sensitive.  She realized with alarm that she may have miscalculated.

“Fuck!” Lilith shouted, feeling herself lose control.  She tried to hold back, but all she could do was fixate on the large breasts in front of her, jiggling with each blow.  It was now Ashwynn that had the devil’s smile on her face.  Lilith’s balls churned once more as she felt cum bubbling up from below.  Lilith exploded onto her chest, hot cum splashing up against Ash’s chin and running down her neck.  White milk streamed down the great valley in her cleavage.  Ash gave the cock one more languid lick from balls to tip, then she stood up.

“Oh no,” Ash said.  “Are you getting tired?”  Then she climbed on top of the demon, straddling her on the throne.  Lilith’s wings stretched outwards and then vanished, allowing her more room against the chair.  Ash grasped both of the horns on top of the demon’s head and pulled her in for a deep kiss.  The redhead’s tongue aggressively explored Lilith’s mouth, darting to and fro along the serpent’s own.  Then the demon huntress brought her pussy straight down on Lilith’s erect member.

Both gave out a cry of pleasure, Ash throwing her head back, her hair whipping in the air.  Lilith’s mouth found Ash’s breasts, taking the nipple into her mouth.  Her tongue teased the tip of Ash’s nip, scintillating the young woman as shivers went down her spine.  Ash’s own hands roamed her mother’s body, rolling her breasts beneath her fingers.

Ashwynn took a steady rhythm, her bottom slapping against Lilith’s thighs.  All around them the demons continued their orgy.  The sexual energy released by these two spurred them on.  Lilith grunted as she came once again, her load squelching out of Ash’s hot cunt.  Still Ash rode her, not even pausing.

“Like I said,” Ash said victoriously.  “I can do this all day.”

And so she did.  She rode Lilith cowgirl until the demon queen came twice more.  Then she flipped around in reverse, pounding her ass on her mother’s lap.  Lilith’s cries became weaker as she came again and again.  Ash would sometimes pause, only to use her mouth to suck a load out.  Then she’d start the cycle all over again.  

Ashwynn could feel Lucifer’s power surging through her.  The demon’s blood raged within her -- with the union of Lilith’s own energy and the ancient Covington bloodline, she was unstoppable.  After an hour, she felt Lilith’s grip on her slacken.  The red eyes, once burning with flame, were dulled.

“Oh, no you don’t,” Ash snarled.  She could feel Lilith going soft.  She climbed off of her and seized the large cock with both hands.

“AhHHHh!!” Lilith yelped, her skin so sensitive.  Lilith’s claws moved to push off Ash, clutching her arms.  But the day’s exertions had left her exhausted.  She weakly tried to free herself from the demon hunter’s grasp but Ash’s grip was like iron around her dick.

“The great and all powerful Lilith!” jeered Ashwynn.  “Brought down by a lowly half-breed!”  She quickened her pace.  Her hands glided over the surface of Lilith’s futa cock, so slick that it was from the constant sex. 

Lilith’s face strained once again and Ash knew she was going to cum.  She aimed the head directly at the demoness’s face.  Lilith screamed as she came, her cum spurting directly into her own face.  She pulsed into her open mouth, streaks in her hair and down her chin.

Ashwynn seized Lilith and threw her off the throne.  The demoness tumbled onto the stone platform, laying spread eagle.  “This is mine!” Ash growled as she grabbed Lilith’s half-limp cock.  “We aren’t finished!”  She climbed onto the demon, pumping the flesh in her hands.  Leaning forward, she enveloped the head of Lilith’s cock in her mouth once more.  With some effort, she nursed the demoness back into an erection.

Lilith let out an agonized groan as Ashwynn guided the cock back into her own pussy.  The demon hunter was a vision of vengeance as she rode the Queen of Hell, now turned into a quivering train of orgasms.  She came again, weakly.  Ash felt barely any cum escape the hellion’s balls.

“Stop!” Lilith cried out.  “Enough!  I yield!”  Her cock was too sensitive.  Every touch was agony and ecstasy.  Her balls were sore after an innumerable number of loads. This was all too much, even for Lilith.  With a wave of her hand her futa cock was gone.  

With all her might, Ash backhanded the Queen of Hell.  “Fucking bring it back!  I’m not done here!”  She stood over her mother and as Lilith looked up, she finally felt fear.  Lucifer’s rage was now manifest.  “You kill my father!  You destroy my friend!  You don't get to say when we’re done!”

Lilith weakly tried to crawl.  “My legion!” she said feebly.  “Aid your Queen!”  

Ash snarled.  She seized Lilith’s head, unceremoniously grinding her sopping cunt into the demoness’s mouth.  The Queen’s eyes widened at the intrusion but dutifully she began to lick, probe and suckle at Ash’s womanhood.

“Oh, fuck, you’re good at this,” Ashwynn said, her eyes screwing shut.  Lilith’s tongue danced vigorously below, flicking the sensitive nub of her clit.  Ash felt a thumb tease at her ass, the sensation driving her mad.  Her own hands frantically played with her tits, pulling and squeezing at her nipples.  Through gritted teeth she moaned and hissed as her lover ministered to her.  Her mind fixated on the coming tsunami of pleasure, doing nothing to hold it back.

“YES!!  YESS!!!” Ashwynn shrieked as she came.  Her back arched in pleasure as she reflexively ground her hips against Lilith’s face.  Her hands buried Lilith deep into her spasming pussy.  She shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.  Still she kept her feet, as Lilith made no move to take advantage of Ash’s distraction.

The assembled demons, shocked by the fall of their leader, stirred slowly.  Whisperings and mutterings went through them as they saw their matriarch defeated.  Nevertheless, they slowly moved to intervene.

Then the air was torn with an explosion of sound.  Lightning flashed and from the portal a throng of creatures burst forth.  More demons, they were, but they were no friend to Lilith.  They clove through the Queen’s forces, open battle breaking out all around Ashwynn.  The demon huntress didn’t even move to intervene as the interlopers didn’t seem interested in her.  Roxie and Kaylee broke free of their captors, now distracted, and came to Ash’s side.

An archdemon came through the portal, Ash knowing his station by the strength of the power radiating from him.  There was something oddly familiar about him, though she could not place it.  Then she saw Nyxiandra herself dart from behind him.  The succubus reveled in battle, her talons outstretched.

Sirens rang from the other side of the park.  Ash turned to see armored vehicles rolling in, all bearing the seal of the Enclave.  Heavily armed soldiers disembarked, firing away at Lilith’s remaining demons.  The coup de grace came in the form of the citizens of Devil’s Corner themselves.  Whether they had freed themselves from their captors or just arrived as reinforcements, the names of heroes renown went to war.  Lyra Greyfur dashed and slashed through the horde, the lycan seeking vengeance for her brother.  The Spellbinder appeared, slinging spell after spell into enemies that fled from his gaze.  The Cisarovna twins led their vampire coven into battle.  The purple-haired demon huntress Tomoe Sanada arrived, spirit blade in hand.  She whirled through, killing two minotaurs in a single slash of her magical blade (‘Bitch has got a lightsaber,’ thought Ashwynn to herself).  

What was briefly a battle turned into a slaughter.

Ashwynn watched as Sin tried to sneak away amidst the tumult of battle.  She moved to intercept, still wanting to settle their score.  But then she saw Nyxiandra pounce on the witch.  With a clawed hand the succubus seized the woman.  Ash saw the horned fiend lean down and whisper something into Sin’s ear.  The little witch looked positively terrified.  Then in a puff of ash, they were gone.

The nameless archdemon ascended the dais, stepping past Ashwynn.  He faced Lilith, who now had her trademark grin back on her face.

“Oh, Lucaryeon,” Lilith said silkily.  “Did our master Lucifer send you to do his bidding?”

“Oh, no,” the archdemon spoke, his voice deep and yet once again familiar to Ashwynn.  “Lucifer sent this one to stop you.  Which she did.  I came on my own accord to clean up your mess.”

Lilith rolled her eyes.  “Well maybe a girl needs a little attention from time to time.”  She laughed.  “Lucifer must be pissed though.  He’s going to have to ask Him for a favor to wipe the minds of all the normals who witnessed this.”

“Indeed,” came the reply.  “I’m to bring you to the great Satan himself.”  This last part came as a sneer.  “I imagine he’d have words with you.”

Ashwynn found her voice finally.  “Hey!  Who the fuck are you?  I’m not done with this cunt yet!” 

The archdemon gazed at her and then at Lilith, both of whom remained naked and covered in cum.  “Now, now, Ash,” he said.  “You should not talk to your mother like that.”  And with that, the two vanished.

“What. The. Fuck!?” Ashwynn shouted.  She turned to Roxie and Kaylee (also naked and covered with cum) who just shrugged.  Behind them the portal flickered and flashed out, the skies beginning to clear.  It was night now but the moonlight felt comforting.  

“What a fucking day,” Roxie noted darkly.  “Started with getting blown up by a fireball.  Then got fucked by a bunch of demons.  Then a hellhound. Then more demons.  Now I’m fucking cold, wet with demon cum and completely naked!”

Kaylee just patted Roxie on the head sheepishly.

“Well, what the fuck do we do now?” Ashwynn said aloud.  She waited for an answer.  And waited.  She turned to her suddenly mute companions, but saw their faces frozen.  In fact, nothing around her was moving and she could hear no sounds.

Time had stopped.

“Come to collect?” Ashwynn said softly.  She turned and saw the now familiar raven haired figure standing near her, surveying the scene.  He was wearing his finest suit once more, the purple tie appearing brighter than before.

“I’ve come to welcome you to your new life,” Lucifer said with a wide smile.  He bowed slightly, a dark shimmering shadow appearing behind him.  “Cross the threshold with me.  Then our work can truly begin.”

Ashwynn sighed in resignation.  The demon in her spurred her forward but the human inside stirred in disappointment.  The bargain had been struck, however.  She started to move.

Her feet were stopped in their tracks, some force keeping her rooted to the ground.

Lucifer spun around, his face contorted in rage.   Another figure scintillated into view.  It was a boy (?).  Actually, Ash couldn’t really tell if it was a boy or a girl.  It was a child, at least, with a mop of white hair on their head.  They were wearing what looked like a stained T-shirt and tattered jeans that one could buy at a thrift store.  The figure had penetrating eyes, white irises beset on black pupils on perfect white sclera.  The figure said nothing in response, but just stared at Satan with a bemused look.

“No!  We had a deal!” Lucifer spat, venom in his voice.  He advanced on the child who just looked up, raising an eyebrow.  “She accepted my gift.  Now she belongs to me!”

The child shook their head.  They slowly walked towards Ashwynn, taking deliberate steps.  Ash tried to speak but no words came.  She felt suddenly very embarrassed that she was completely naked and covered in demon cum in front of what appeared to be a child.  The child just smiled at her.  Ashwynn could feel the demon inside her tangibly receding.  It wasn’t gone but the churning engine that it was now calmed to a low hum in the background.  The child then reached up, presenting a gift to Ash.

It was a towel.

Ashwynn took the towel, which was black and fluffy.  It was quite a nice looking towel.  The child then turned back to Lucifer and their gaze met the fallen angel’s.  

“Ah,” Lucifer replied to the silent warning.  “If you really feel that way, old man.  Fine.”  And with that he was gone.

The child turned back to Ashwynn.  Giving her a last wink, they vanished.

“Hey, Ash?” Roxie said, time having restarted.  The loud clamor around them erupted once more as the world came back into being.  

“Yeah?” Ash said, pondering what just happened.

“Where’d you get that towel?” Roxie said, very confused.  The young lady reached out and touched it as Ashwynn wrapped it around herself.  “Pretty nice.”



  