The Goddess and the Horde

[MironaX]

Celestia perked her head up from her bed when the sounds of battle rung into her bedchamber. She sat up, running her fingers through her head tendrils with a yawn and a big stretch. It sounded as though her servants were fighting off intruders...a great many intruders by the ruckus they were making. Her bed was a massive circle, padded with a multitude of angel down pillows and silken sheets. It stood raised nearly thirty feet in the air atop a great obsidian pyramid backed against the far wall. Only three staircases marred the sheer surface of the black stone.

The rest of the chamber was pure blood marble. Pure white marred only by crimson veins of a gem not found on the mortal plane. After a good long stretch she sat back down and summoned a pair of her honor guards. Ethereal suits of armor filled only with magic.

"Go see what the fuss is will you?" She turned around and prodded the man sleeping face up on her bed. His jaw was slack, he didn't respond. She prodded him again then held her hand to his forehead. With a sigh she removed it. Dead. Again. It was becoming harder and harder to find men capable of surviving a night with her these days.

"Oh well. Waste not..." She held her hand to his chest and his flesh began to dissolve, pulling into her hand bit by bit until he was no more. Consuming his essence was quite refreshing, in fact she was glowing lightly. She decided to wait and see who was so bold as to invade her sanctum. Still unclothed she crossed her legs and leaned back on the bed, waiting for the intruders to reach her.

 

[Shadows Beckon]

Celestia perked her head up from her bed when the sounds of battle rung into her bedchamber. She sat up, running her fingers through her head tendrils with a yawn and a big stretch. It sounded as though her servants were fighting off intruders...a great many intruders by the ruckus they were making. Her bed was a massive circle, padded with a multitude of angel down pillows and silken sheets. It stood raised nearly thirty feet in the air atop a great obsidian pyramid backed against the far wall. Only three staircases marred the sheer surface of the black stone.

The rest of the chamber was pure blood marble. Pure white marred only by crimson veins of a gem not found on the mortal plane. After a good long stretch she sat back down and summoned a pair of her honor guards. Ethereal suits of armor filled only with magic.

"Go see what the fuss is will you?" She turned around and prodded the man sleeping face up on her bed. His jaw was slack, he didn't respond. She prodded him again then held her hand to his forehead. With a sigh she removed it. Dead. Again. It was becoming harder and harder to find men capable of surviving a night with her these days.

"Oh well. Waste not..." She held her hand to his chest and his flesh began to dissolve, pulling into her hand bit by bit until he was no more. Consuming his essence was quite refreshing, in fact she was glowing lightly. She decided to wait and see who was so bold as to invade her sanctum. Still unclothed she crossed her legs and leaned back on the bed, waiting for the intruders to reach her.

Though many of Celestia's servitors had been capable warriors, the invaders were legion in their number, battering down defenses through sheer bloodthirsty determination and strength in numbers as they ravaged their way through the grand temple seizing and looting as they went. No mere mortals, it was a host of demons who even now were mopping up what defenders of the faith were left, and in short order, Celestia's personal honor guard were overwhelmed by a full battalion of soldier demons. Clad in crude black armor they burst in through the massive doors to her bedchambers in their wanton ransack.

The beastly creatures bore only a vague resemblance to humans. Hulking, apish in their figures, with long arms, hunched backs and mottled, speckled flesh bulging with brutish strength as they swung crude axes and mauls. Their were nearly a score of them here, looking about the inner sanctum, so fiercely guarded as to raise there hopes for some massive treasure trove, they were greeted only by the raised altar and the naked goddess upon it.

Barely cogent, the soldier demons beat their fists and weapons against their shields in disappointment. Their search for gold had led them here to what they thought to be a paltry single female, the significance of her radiant glow and accommodations lost on them in their lust for gold. Ascending the stairs, their brute of a sergeant gestured at her curtly with his axe, "You there, wench!" He growled out through fanged jaws, "If this is what your people call treasure," He gestured at the arrayed finery, "Then you'd best hope you can slake our lusts without gold or jewels." He grinned in a threatening manner, standing at the foot of her massive circular bed.

 

[MironaX]

Ah demons. Always a pleasure. She watched silently as the company of lowly berserkers broke through her doors and climbed her stairs, obviously discontent with the lavish bedchamber. Such lowly pitiful creatures, she could consign the lot of them to oblivion with a twitch of her brow....but that would be no fun. Plus....where there were soldier demons....there were generals. Oh yes....it had been ages since her last major demon, they were true pinnacles of masculinity. She quirked her head and spied past the loincloths that fell between the legs of these minor aberrations.

While no where near godlike...they were still superior to any human. They wanted her to slake their lusts? Petty foreplay, she could do it ten times over and not be sated. They could warm her up though. She held out her hand and a wave of transparent force passed over them affecting them in no way save to disintegrate all their weapons, armor and clothing. Leaving the demonic intruders naked in her presence.

"Very well o demon. You want satisfaction? I will give it to you. But you will respect your betters!" With a grin she crushed the leading sergeant until he was nothing but a pebble sized chunk that she casually burnt away. She passed her gaze along the rest of the group. "Now that we've established dominance....who is first?" She motioned the demons to join her on her bed as she crawled to the center provocatively. There was room for twenty of them as well as herself.....this should prove entertaining.

 

[Shadows Beckon]

As the demons trappings (as well as their sergeant) were burned away with a casual wave of her power, they looked about themselves in shock then back to the sumptuous goddess naked on the bed. Hardly capable of understanding what exactly had occurred, they had the very good sense to make their obeisance to their new authority. Naked, they displayed a variety of grotesqueries, further separating them from mortals they made a mockery of. Their mottled flesh ranged from grays and greens and reddish hues.

Though at first the creatures seemed unsure of how to continue so suddenly faced with a reversal in fortune, but their bestial minds could not suppress their desires and lusts for long. The largest amongst them, an abominable brute with a snout like maw and calcite protrusions on his skin, running right down the to the nine inch length, already swelling and pulsing as dark veins showed out on its shaft, was the first to take the initiative.

Drawing himself up to his full height and puffing out his chest in an alpha male fashion he approached Celestia with gusto, baring his fangs in a grin as he knelt down next to her, reaching out with grasping claws for her flesh, squeezing and kneading at her viscousness as he drew her closer to him on the bed. "So strong a female, it is an honor for Ratr'ek to serve."

 

[MironaX]

Celestia smiled as the demon groped her, dragging her closer with thick, powerful hands. He would serve his purpose well.

"So brave a soldier you are! Your courage will be rewarded in kind..." She pushed him onto his back and knelt between his thighs, smiling as his phallus slowly rose into the air in front of her. "So eager!" She wrapped her fingers around his shaft, they would feel like nothing he'd ever experienced, like living velvet on his flesh. She stroked him firmly and with skill, working him to his full length and girth inside thirty seconds. Beautiful.

"Relax...you can have the privilege of fucking me later....for now I want to taste your seed." With a smile she swallowed his cock down to the balls, with her chin against his throbbing balls she snaked her tongue around his shaft several times. While he was in her mouth she massaged his phallus with her tongue in ways no human could duplicate. Then slowly at first she pulled him out, so she could suck at him, popping his balls into her mouth and playing her lips up and down his flesh. A lowly beast such as him would have been happy with a regular blow job, but she felt like blowing his mind. As she stroked and assaulted his member with all her skill she motioned the rest of his kind to join.

 

[Shadows Beckon]

Ratr'ek groaned and his eyes rolled back into his head as she stroked him so expertly, bringing him to a full, throbbing erection, stronger and thicker and a full foot in length, the envy of any mortal creature. The shaft of his cock burned with an infernal heat, and the flesh of it was leathery like the hide of a beast of burden, which wasn't at all far from the truth. As a legionnaire demon he was conceived and spawned to exert brute force, to destroy and crush and was fueled by the raw primal instincts of hate and lust. Gurgling and growling, the creature gripped at the sheets and bucked with it's hips up against her hand and as it's cock was sucked down the goddesses, divinely glowing mouth, the hellish rod was outlined by her celestial form exquisitely. Her tongue played over his cock with an agility and grace no mortal could hope to match, and despite the immortal nature of the creature she serviced it was given over to it's crude nature and it could only sustain itself for a matter of minutes.

The other soldiers though, did not need to be told twice. Surrounding the goddess and her increasingly over-stimulated victim, cocks hardened in their wake as no less than eight soldiers came towards her. They came in a variety of general shapes, each with various bestial elements, claws and horns and hardened flesh like chitin. A few had sheathed cocks, others with a ring of protrusions at the head and a few with even a ribbed shaft. Reaching with claws hands, they could not contain themselves to reach out and grab at her luminescent flesh, groping and molesting her with vigor.