The Damned Demon



"Hannng!~ Heeunn!~Ahhhn!~" Rachel's loud, sensual moans echoed in the cell as Asher pinned her arms behind her back while pounding her pussy from behind.

She felt her head spinning under his rough thrusts, making her feel as if everything around her was convulsing.

And, as if to make matters worse, Amelia was teasing and pinching her hardened nipples to make her climax faster so that Amelia would get the opportunity to take the lead.

Even if she was her best friend and despite knowing she was doing this to save her, Rachel couldn't help but see Amelia as a rival in this perverted competition. 

"Come on, say it, let me hear it, nghh!" Asher grunted and sucked on Amelia's tongue as she offered it to him

"F-Fuck me harder, daddy!~Ahnnn!~" Rachel winced as she rasped out these words in between her moans.

Even though she cringed at herself by saying it out aloud, she had no choice but to say this to turn him on even more, according to what he said earlier.

Since she was racing against time and competing against Amelia, she had to do whatever it took to make him fall.

"You asked for it!" Asher smirked as he pushed down Rachel's body, pressing her against the bed with her buttocks raised, her arms pinned behind her back, and his cock still buried in her reddened pussy. 

And with full vigor, he continued to hammer his cock into her wet cave, his thighs slapping against her rosy buttocks, causing it to ripple each time his hips smacked against her flesh.

*PHA!*

His hands occasionally slapped her reddened buttocks, causing the skin to ripple like waves while leaving behind red palm prints.

"Ahhhn!~Heuuut!~Hnnng!~Hhhnng!~" Each time his demonic popsicle disappeared into her body and rubbed against her sensitive walls, ripples of pleasure spread over her entire body. 

And each time he slapped her buttocks, it was followed by pain, yet strangely, with a burst of pleasure. How could she even feel good from getting her butt slapped?

Saliva was dripping down her chin as she couldn't even find the strength to close her mouth in between her moans, her tongue almost dangling out.

She had consumed special alcohol made for Hunters to get intoxicated. But not even the strongest one she had consumed could compare with the heady sensation she was feeling now.

She was being fucked mercilessly by a demon, and yet her feelings of indignation and anger were being shattered each time his hot popsicle plunged deep till her womb.

And the worst part was she could have held onto those feelings with more strength if only not for trying to satisfy him.

Trying to do both at the same time was just impossible.

But at this point, after coming this far, she didn't care for anything except winning this twisted competition before Amelia could.

And for that, she has to hold on and not cum before he does. She could feel something hot and wet pooling in her nether region, but she clutched the sheets and was determined to hold on. She has to!

Amelia stopped kissing as she took a moment to catch her breath, her eyes hazy and her face burning red hot.

She briefly smiled at him, but then, hearing the unadulterated moans from Rachel, she furrowed her brows and saw how her expression was brimming with pleasure, yet a lingering determination at the same time.

Amelia pressed her lips together as she rubbed her fingers against Rachel's swollen clit while Asher was still pounding her hard.

"Noooo….Oooohnn!!~~~" Rachel's eyes suddenly rolled back as her entire body convulsed and shivered upon Amelia's sudden and sneaky attack.

It was like a spring being coiled tightly and then being released, causing her body to react as if lightning struck her.

She was barely holding it together, but Amelia's sneak attack broke her final defenses, and her heart stuttered as she came for the umpteenth time.

Her body began to go limp, her vision fading to black until she passed out in the same kneeling position with her butt raised high.

"Tch, tch, I was only getting started…" Asher sighed with a disappointed look, even though it had been a few hours since their steamy competition started.

"It's fine, Master. Let her sleep while I take care of you for the rest of the night," Amelia said with a fervid gaze.

Just as Rachel's buttocks began to slump, Amelia took his thick, demonic cock out, letting it slide out gently.

And with a passionate gaze she licked up its wet, veiny shaft and sucked up the cum on his glans to clean it up just to make sure none of Rachel's juices were left behind.

*Slorbb~*

Her caramel-brown eyes were looking at him with a hazy gaze as she gave one last suction on his glans, her cheeks sinking in, "Mhmmnnn~"

She then climbed atop him and seductively sat down on his cock.

Her eyes fluttered as she relished in the blissful feeling of his thick, demonic meat slowly spreading apart her pussy walls and filling the emptiness within her.

It felt so fulfilling and gratifying enough to make her wish she could just feel this all the time.

"Hnnn~...Asher~...Kiss me~…" She breathily whispered into his ear as she began to ride his thick cock, her arms around his neck.

Asher smiled as he massaged her brazenly exposed soft tits and sucked her soft petal-like lips into his mouth.

"Mhnnn~Hnnn~" Amelia languidly moaned as she drowned in the warmth and pleasure he was giving her.

She let her tongue wrap around his, embracing its warm, wet surface while he devoured her lips into his mouth.

For years, she had dreamed of this scenario where he would reciprocate her feelings without anything stopping them.

For years, she had suffered under the guilt and the miserable feeling of helplessness of watching his name and image get torn apart by everyone.

And now, by embracing him and feeling him inside her, she could finally put her misery to rest. She was determined to do anything to make things right for him.

Even if she knew things had only become more complicated with more problems coming their way because of who he was now, she didn't care.

At least, in this moment, she wanted to forget everything and just be with him.

Unlike how he was with Rachel, his pace with Amelia was slow and gentle since all this time, he had been going rough on Amelia as well along with Rachel. He could feel she was only one orgasm away from collapsing on the bed.

"You don't have to go easy on me…I can take it. So…can you cum inside me for this last round?~It's a safe day," Amelia whispered with a soft smile, her eyes burning with desire.

Seeing her make such an expression, Asher couldn't resist as he grabbed her buttocks and lifted her entire body up, and then brought it down right over his erect cock.

"Ooohhn!~ Ahnnn!~~Yes~~ Mnnn!~~" Amelia's sensual moans echoed in the cell, and she could feel his demonic cock getting bigger inside her, pulsing against her sensitive walls.

It was as if her request aroused him even more, and she only felt glad to have done so.

He was making her entire body dance atop his veiny, hot cock while her shimmering flushed breasts were bouncing up and down in tandem with his rhythm.

*Flop!~Flop!~Flop!~*

The sound of her soft, reddened buttocks slamming against his thighs was like music to Asher's ears.

"Mmnnn~" She could feel his searing hot tongue licking up the sweaty skin of her cleavage, and each time her tender buttocks smashed against his thighs, her nerves would explode with ecstasy.

She could sense she was getting close to reaching her glorious peak, and Asher's cock was also throbbing, as if he understood her silent request to cum together with her.

"Nnngh!"

"AHHNNN!~~"

She felt something thick and hot bursting within her and filling her womb to the brim while the rest flooded out of her pussy.

"You did well, Amelia…"

"Asher…" She languidly whispered with a blissful smile, her vision blurring before the overwhelming pleasure numbed her body and mind, everything fading to black.

-

The dim morning light filtered through the small, barred window of the dungeon, painting a feeble orange tint onto the stone walls. 

Streaks of dust floated in the shafts of the meager sunlight. The air was thick with heat and dampness, making each breath feel laborious. 

The cold, hard ground beneath the makeshift bed provided no comfort to the two naked women lying there.

"Rachel…wake up."

Rachel, groggy and disoriented, slowly stirred awake upon hearing a familiar voice.

She blinked a few times, trying to piece together the fragments of memories from last night. Her skin felt sticky, and her mind was a whirl of confusion. 

Turning her head to the side, she was met with the familiar face of Amelia, though the context of their current predicament was all too foreign to her.

Why was she feeling so sore down there?

Amelia's caramel-brown eyes, once bright and full of determination, now carried a heaviness. As the weight of realization dawned upon Rachel, she felt her throat tighten. 

The state of their undress, the soreness in her body, and the muted memories began to sync, forming a picture she wished didn't happen.

"Did we..." Rachel's voice was barely above a whisper, filled with dread and uncertainty upon noticing the absence of that villain.

Amelia hesitated for a moment, looking at Rachel with an amalgamation of sadness, guilt, and resignation, "Yes," she said softly, her voice wavering slightly, "We lost. Now we are doomed to be his slaves."

A cold shiver ran down Rachel's spine, her fingers curling into the thin, ragged blanket below, "No…No…"