Summoning desire Cataclysm & Flassche

[DamianRuyin]

Summoning desire​

The tall youth carefully made his way downstairs. The lower part of the tower had a bone chilling cold to it, even more so during this harsh winter season. He unclenched his right fist, as he forced open a large iron door. He had opened the doors to a large summoning chamber. The name, ‘The heralding chamber’, was as old as its design. Some say, It´s origins is even older then the Tower itself. The pitch-black sight in front of him was overwhelming, like staring at fear itself. The chamber itself was dark, filled with cobwebs. “To think in over fifty years no man had sat foot in this chamber” The young boy spoke, while lighting a small torch. He moved inside and headed straight ahead, he reached the blood altar and he began his work.

A young man in worn grey pants and a brown tunic looked as serious and determined as any young man that was holding a summoning ritual can. He finished the last of the runes and made sure each seal was in place. The 'character' or sigil of the demon he wanted to conjure was on a piece of stone in his right hand, written in his own blood.
As far as a 'blood sacrifice' went, the young man had again used his own blood, from a cut in his palm, and sprinkled the blood all around the seals, circles, and triangle. All that was left was to call the demon.
An industrious and careful young man, he made sure he had his barriers in place and a sharp dagger nearby should the worst happen, and then he cleared his throat.

"I conjure thee, O Righteous malice, by all thy names, to come before me ready to obey me in all things. I conjure thee to be submitted in human form, to do and accomplish mine will and all that I command, without harm to me or anyone, as soon as I make known mine intent! Come betrayer of hope, he who opens all locks! Come blade of darkness, demon of Hell! Come eldest of evil, for I command thee!. And let all of the heavens know it is I, this mortal of flesh, I command thee. I carry his righteous malice, fear for it is my blood to enslave the corrupt and protect the weakened just."

There was a sizzling flicker of the air, flames, acrid smoke and sulphur and then a fire materialized in the centre of the innermost summoning circle. It flew against him as it burned his right shoulder slightly, yet the boy did not flinch. He held the dagger in his left hand, ready to end his life and break the blood spell. He noticed the flame taking shape as the flames turned black, it was coming. The boy's heart raced as he knew he had summoned far more than he could control, but he had to do this. He needed the help, a disease called war had blackened he land, and he needed to turn the tide. As his father had done before him, he would summon the darkest of evil and strike fear in the heart of men.

"I command you demon, take shape and speak thou name."

 

[Cataclysm]

The air inside of the summoning circle rapidly heated up. The dense flames shot around in circles like a swarm of angry bees, rapidly smashing against his barriers in an attempt to get free. Finally, his commands sank in, and the flames began to arc and swirl around the center of the circle, compressing down into a ball about a foot in diameter. The fire slowly fizzled and died, leaving a jet black ball, floating about three feet in the air. Slowly, this compressed mass began to expand and take shape, like some kind of tar being molded.

Small arms stretched from the center, and legs right afterwards, and the ball began to look more humanoid, shaping into a chest and hips. A little head formed on top, and the entire figure began to growl Soon enough. Details began to solidify as the beast gained shape and size. The candles and runes throughout the room all flared desperately, as if trying to escape the dangerous creature forming in the center of their room. Bigger and bigger the demon became, and once it was about four feet tall, it became abundantly clear that it was a demoness.

A long thin tail slipped out above it's wide hips, and two large breasts formed on the formerly flat chest. The formless round head began to take shape, growing long pointed ears and red slitted eyes that glared right at the caster. Two wings formed from her back, but they ended up being rather small, with only about a three foot wingspan, and still the female grew. When she reached her full six foot height, she was truly magnificent.

Her skin was jet black, and swept back wings sprouted from her head, near her pointed ears. Her eyes glowed ominously, and bright silvery hair stood out in a stark comparison to her skin color. Her arms and legs, even her belly, showed strength and tone, though she still managed to come off as quite womanly with her large, rounded swells, topped with greyish nipples. Her long tail swished back and forth behind her like a cat, and she crossed her arms over her chest. On her right breast a blood red rune formed, the runic symbol for the summoner's name, naming him her master. "Greetings, little mortal. I am Sera'Keth, summoned from the great abyss by your hand." She said, sounding more than a little annoyed to be brought to the surface. Sera'Keth was one of her many names, and was the one she most often gave to the humans.

 

[DamianRuyin]

The youth had imagined he would summon a small beast, a being covered in spikes and claws, an imp or something. What stood before him was.. perfection, twisted perfection in all its glory. He stared at the pitch-black skin covering the strong muscular form. The creature looked like it had not decided her role in life, appearing to be able to please a man greatly, or rip him in halves. He felt his body run its natural course as if a normal girl stood in front of him, for a second he actually considered the thought of doing her.

“Calm down.. Calm down… Calm down..” He told himself over and over again. He knew his limitations, he was a piss poor excuse of a mage when dealing with conjuration and summoning. He lacked the required large amounts of mana. In desperation and frustration, he had sat out to prove himself. Blood magic was strong, he knew that.. But this.. He had summoned a humanoid creature, a demoness to top it. Countries could fall by summoning a strong demon. Thoughts of grand conquest filled the youngster’s mind.

He quickly removed the thought from his mind as he concentrated on her words. . "Greetings, little mortal. I am Sera'Keth, summoned from the great abyss by your hand." He replayed the words over and over again, checking for hidden lies, or simple insults. The little was obviously a jab in his direction.
Now that he was not staring at her ample breast he suddenly felt how cold the room had gotten, it felt alien. The cold sulphur invested air was tingling his senses.


Bowing slightly he spoke "I am Lance Veriudus, heir to the Veriudus blood line. Like my father, and his father before him, I am a Mage. I summed you here as a test of my powers.” He held his face expressionless. God he was lying so badly. He had wanted to summon a small creature, to prove his worth to his tutors. This.. this… thing.. was a abomination and would mean death or worse, expulsion from the tower. He walked closer towards her, just to the edge of his protective barrier. "Know that you are in the presence of a great man, sired by a long line of powerful magicians. And you.. creature.. will be my servant" He flicked his fingers as a blue light appeared on his finger tip, it danced around his finger as he stared at it briefly. "I command the to kneel" The boys look was commanding. He was tired to the bone of course, even casting a blue light was already draining him. He had little control over the beast, but a bluff might work. He of course was nothing like his father, his peers had forbidden him from summoning even more than an imp.

 

[Cataclysm]

The creature watched him, and her expression of mild annoyance didn't change a bit when he announced his lineage. He was another little human, and one too weak to control her. But he walked closer, to the very edge of her 'cell', and pointed, giving the large female a command. She could feel the binding magic which held her to the world tingling inside of her body. It began to burn when she disobeyed, but as she thought, he was far too weak to actually command her loyalty, and the burning never got to the agonizing searing of a true summoner. For now, it was simply a mild annoyance.

The demoness slowly dropped to one knee, lowering her head, and kneeling in deference to her 'master'. She waited just until he started talking again, and she moved like the wind. Her body was up in milliseconds and her claw was raking over the barrier between the two of them. Four long swollen bulbs stretched across the barrier, which rippled into visibility for a moment before it was mended. Sara'Keth knew she couldn't break it, at least not like that. But her real goal was to test the mettle of her new 'master'. If he stared her right in the eye while she swiped at him, he might have what it takes to control her.

But if he was a weakling, he would likely at least flinch, if not panic before seeing that the barrier held. The only really worrying feature of the boy was the dagger he carried. He was no fool, it seemed. The boy wouldn't strike at her with the blade, but would end his own life to break her bindings and return her to the depths from whence she was summoned.

 

[DamianRuyin]

The boy noticed her attempts as he stood still. God he was scared, he noticed the movement of the demoness as if it were happening in slow-motion. He did not move, did not breathe, he simply did nothing. To the outside world he might have looked brave, staring death in the eyes, while holding his ground. The truth was, he was scared to the bone. He was a mage.. Yes.. but one who was still in training, combat training would not happen until five more years. When he noticed the barrier holding, he began to smile, not daring to sigh out from relief.

"I know you plan demon, I may not have my father’s power, but I have his wits. This circle is perfect, as it is small and compact. Had you the strength to break it, you would have done so from the start" He raised his hand and used the palm to strike against the barrier, He felt like hitting a stone wall, but he did not let out a wimp. The boy placed his fingers on his chest as he summoned all his magic, it would take everything from him. Talking in four different languages and dialects he began to chant, she could understand the words "Blood, binding, seal" The boy's eyes turned bright blue as his magic reached a peak, any more and he would drain his life energy.

five blue orbs shot from the palm of his hand, and rushed towards the demoness. The feet, arms, and neck, where engulfed in the weird blue light."In ages pas and ages come, this bond shall not be undone. For it is in our blood we bind, your service to mankind.”

He felt the magic leave his body, he felt the added barrier and restraints settle in on the creature. Work was hard, but this… he felt like he had just run the marathon. Swear dripped from his brow, his robes sticking against his back and chest. “Disobey me again, try and hurt me again, and I will show you hell.” He snapped his fingers against each other as he watched the creature. A large jolt of electricity ran from every orb on her body. When it was done, the orbs had been absorbed in her body. Now what the hell was he to do with her?. He could not take her to his room, nor could he take her outside. This chamber would be ok for a while, but in three months time the arch mage would inspect every chamber. Three months time?..was he actually counting on having her around that long.

Again the younger stared at the strange and deadly beauty. He wasn’t sure if he should fall in love or fear her.

 

[Cataclysm]

The demoness still didn't respect her little human master, but at least he didn't flinch when she rushed at him. He managed to keep himself calm under pressure, and taunted her with the strength of the barrier. The boy began to cast a true binding spell. Where the summoning spell just brought her here, this would actually tie her to the human. He didn't need to try and harm her, with a properly cast binding he could cause her extreme pain simply by thinking it.

The boy cast well and the blackskinned beauty backed up a step, before realizing she had nowhere to go. The bright orbs of blue light shot from his hands, sinking into her neck, wrists and ankles. They glowed and throbbed, binding permanently with her flesh in the mortal world. Sara'Keth hadn't been bound properly for centuries, and she disliked the feeling. But she had to admit, the boy was very skilled. Now killing him would end in an extremely awful death for herself, and an agonizing trip back to the abyss.

If she didn't follow orders, the same fate could easily become her. But to use the binding spell in that manner required magical energies, and the big female could tell he was out. The young mage was panting and sweating like a racehorse, and she smirked. "Foolish human. You'll only hurt yourself trying spells like that." She said, letting out a dark growl and falling to one knee as a powerful bolt of electricity shot through her. The orbs sunk down into her skin, forming dark blue bands around her wrists and ankles. The last one at her neck was another band, on each side of which bared the same symbol that glowed on her heavy breast.

She looked at him, fury burning in her eyes. "You'll pay for that, human boy! A demon never forgets, and I will remember each time you shock me. I swear, you'll regret the day you ever laid eyes on me." The demoness hissed furiously.

 

[DamianRuyin]

The young mage was panting and sweating, his vision a bit blurry. To force to more magic than one possessed was pure torture, as it would take one’s own life force. He forced himself upright, trying to calm down his breathing, "Foolish human. You'll only hurt yourself trying spells like that." She said, letting out a loud growl while falling to one knee as a powerful shot of electricity shot through her.
The orbs had finally embedded themselves into her skin, forming dark blue bands around her wrists, neck and ankles. The barrier would hold, and the binding spell would do its trick.

Panting the boy spoke. “Silence!. You filthy demonic spawn. I summoned you here through sheer willpower, speak only when you have something worthy to say. She looked at the young mage, fury burning in her eyes. The young mage did not know if she had even listened to him.
"You'll pay for that, human boy! A demon never forgets, and I will remember each time you shock me. I swear, you'll regret the day you ever laid eyes on me." Again the demoness had spoken her mind, was he strong enough to hold her?.

He remembered all the students that lived in the tower, if this beast would escape, it…. It would mean certain death. The elders could surely destroy the creature after a day or two, by then she would have hunted down everything weak and young. The boy stared at the tall demon, her pitch black skin, her large chest. Why was he staring at a pair of tits!!.. It was a fucking demon!. He removed the thought from his mind, he needed to focus.

He tried to remember everything he knew about the creatures. He might not have a large magic pool, but the boy had a sharp mind. Already years of reading books and dusty old scriptures where flashing before his mind. He needed to figure out what the creature was. Her form was alluring and enough to drive lust into any mortal, yet it was not overwhelming. The creature was built for war, not seduction. “Hmm not a succubus then?” He thought, his mind wondering from place to place. If the creature was from a combat infested realm, she would have other weaknesses.

Again the boy had been staring at the large breast in front of him, why was he staring so much at a demoness. Sure she was good looking, but it would never work. A demonic creature that was made for battle would only reproduce every few centuries. Their internal and external reproductive systems had adapted to those needs. As humans had a short life span, we would need to reproduce quickly, thus we had evolved with larger reproductive organs. The creature would not be able to take his size, even for a young man, the boy knew he was a bit larger than most. In the eyes of the demon, he would probably look huge.

Carrying that thought in his mind, he walked towards her. His hands removed the restraints on his trousers, letting them fall to the ground. “Open your mouth creature!, and please your master”. He focused and concentrated on his command.

 

[Cataclysm]

The creature was a warrior, and had been created as such. She was strong, gifted with both physical strength and destructive magic, but she wasn't built for pleasure. The organs on a demon of her kind were small for a reason. They weren't used often, and they were an easy target in battle. She stalked around furiously in her little magical prison, thinking of the many many ways she would get back at the human. She would punish him for centuries! When he died she would steal his soul to torture him.

The beast was thinking only about the anger inside of her, and not about her master's commands. So when he spoke, it interrupted her train of thought, and she turned to face him. The boy had dropped his trousers and was displaying a sickeningly large manhood. He demanded that she put it in her mouth, and she was at once quite wrathful, and rather thankful. Had he chosen to use her womanhood, he surely would have torn her open without extremely careful thrusts to stretch her. And even then, it would still likely been torture for her..

But then he still wanted her to suck him off, and that thought enraged her. Sara'Keth could feel the bands on her wrists and ankles tingling with charging energy. They would soon give her another agonizing bolt of energy, and the beast decided to take it. She wouldn't be this kid's succubus. She was no slut. The energy crackled and arced across her black flesh, and she arched her back, roaring in pain, before she fell to all fours, her body twitching and quivering. The demoness looked up at him hatefully, her eyes burning with her fury.

But her bands began to crackle and spark again, threatening to electrocute her again, so she relented and crawled forwards slowly. She opened her maw and closed her lips around the tip of his cock. She didn't want to suck the human, and she was intentionally doing everything save biting. If she bit, she knew she would be zapped again, and it wasn't like the electrical energy would transfer to him.

 

[DamianRuyin]

The long thin tail moved above her wide hips, momentarily distracting the young mage. The creatures pitch-black and large breast swayed from left to right as she crawled over towards him. The first jolt of energy seemed to have thought here a lesson in humility. The young mage knew that the demoness could take these attacks, if she had the time to recover between assaults. For now the creature would do as he asked her.

She was truly a magnificent creature. The boy almost lost himself right there and then, when she opened her mouth and placed closed her lips around his shaft. “Errhgg” The boy moaned as he felt the heat coming from her body. He had realised, he had not made physical contact with the creature at all. His own organ would be the first to come into contact with the strange creature.

The young man collected his thoughts as he forced himself to get used to the pleasure. He grabbed hold of her perfect silvery hair. The silver hair stood out in comparison to her black skin colour. He forced his hips hard against her maw, forcing her nose and lips to nozzle against his skin. The entire shift slid inside the creature. Lance could feel the powerful jaw, the razor sharp teeth. If she was free, she would have ripped it off in a second. “I command thee to service me.. Obey creature!” He spoke strictly, hoping his added tone would increase its effective ness.

He moved backwards, giving the creature time to catch her breath. Her eyes where at the same height as his own tool. The tool that was now coated in her own saliva. The warm liquid was doing wonders for his organ, as it twitched and pulsated every few seconds.

“For god sake.. I am going to fuck a demon” He whispered to himself. He was again reminded of a lecture he had received by one of his tutors. He would not have the necessary skills to tame a small imp, yet here he was throat fucking a demonic brood. “Stop wasting my time creature. Service your master” He concentrated, his eyes showing a blue-ish glow . His entire iris was infused with magic. “Now!.. Sera'Keth.. I command you too please your new master. Service me”

The throbbing man hood stood erect, waiting for its release. The boy’s magic pool was not the only thing that was lacking, his experiences with females where zero. He was a hormonal teenager. The simplest rub and tug would almost drive to boy to the edge. How long would he last against his own personal Demoness. He could already picture the scene in front of him. The demoness coughing and cursing his name, while spitting out large amounts of his semen.

 

[Cataclysm]

The female didn't really suck his cock, just pulled it into her mouth and licked at it a bit. She was already disgusted with the taste, and her urge to just bite it off and kill him grew with each passing second. If only it didn't preclude an incredibly agonizing death, she would have already murdered the little brat. But the boy made it worse. He grabbed her hair and pushed himself back down her throat. Her eyes widened, and she quickly swallowed the head to keep from choking.

From here he could feel how warm her skin was. Her razor sharp teeth touched gently across his rod. Her tongue was sort of rough, like a cat's, and it was now pressed to the bottom of her mouth. She stared hatefully up at him, her lips wrapped around the base of his shaft. He pulled it from her and she gagged, looking furiously up at him. Her saliva was thick and hot, and it clung to his cock, dripping slowly off to the ground below them. He demanded to be serviced, and she gritted her teeth.

He demanded again and she grabbed his robe tightly, her claws slipping through the fabric to come and touch her palm. "You fucking bastard." She hissed. "I'll tear your skin off hundreds of times for this. I'll rip your cock off." The furious beast said. The electricity flowed through her again and she released him, shivering and twitching in the aftermath of the powerful bolt. She couldn't deny him a direct command, but with each bolt, he was losing his strength.

Sara'Keth opened her mouth again and shut her eyes, feeling truly humiliated for the first time in her long life. She was always called upon to kill, conquer or ravage. Never as a sex slave. That was the job of a succubus or incubus. She still didn't really suck his cock, but the binding spell seemed to be happy with just her lips wrapped around him. She moved her head slowly back and forth, letting him take in the feeling. She was no sex demon, but she could tell he was about to cum. She let the boy cum, and she had no choice but to let him do it inside.

 

[DamianRuyin]

Sara'Keth, or whatever the creatures name was, was doing a horrible job. The young mage knew that she was only doing the bare minimum, just barely servicing him. He could care less, even the bare minimum was enough to send him purring like a small kitten.

"You fucking bastard." The creature almost spat out. "I'll tear your skin off hundreds of times for this. I'll rip your cock off." The young mage was fully aware that she was being honest. IF this creature was ever released, she would hunt him down, torture him personally. The curses and threats reminded the young boy of his magic. A few thoughts projected on the barriers and binding spells, increasing their effectiveness.

He ordered the creature to service him further. “Come on, I know you are craving for this. To taste me, feel my warmth flow inside your mouth. Soon my pet.. Soon.” He grinned as he felt the magic taking effect. The demoness moved her head slowly back and forth, letting the boy’s hairs stand up straight. “Fuck…. Almost.” He grinned as he knew what would happen next. “I command thee.. You cannot spill a single drop. I order you to taste each drop, savor each drop for at least a second, before swallowing it.” He felt his eyes burn, as the infuse of magic was almost too much for his body to handle.

His hips buckled as he knew the moment had arrived. What he lacked in experience, he made up in quantity. Large waves of his thick warm fertile seed was propelled from his organ, filling the creatures reluctant mouth. “Godsssss…” He spoke, while biting on his own lips. Wave after wave blasted out of the youngster. Even by human standards it was a very large amount, judging from the reaction the demoness was giving, it was even worse for her.

When the boy was finally done with his self-inflicted torture, he fell down. His balls where throbbing badly. All the veins in his scrotum where thick and pulsating quickly. His mind was a mess, thoughts came pouring in. Could he keep her?. Where could he hide her. Already inside his mind he began to concoct a plan that would further his ‘research’.

 

[Cataclysm]

The large demoness sucked on his throbbing cock as minimally as possible. She didn't like this in the lease, but she knew if she disobeyed she'd be zapped again. She wasn't terribly skilled, but he was terribly sensitive, so her lack of experience wasn't too much to her detriment. The boy didn't really touch her during her forced blowjob, and she glared hatefully up at him the entire time.

Her glowing eyes seemed to promise incredible amounts of pain for inflicting this humiliation on her, and they only seemed to get more furious when he told her to savor his cum. The boy finally let loose and he could see her whole body tremble. His bitter, salty cum flooded her sexually inexperienced mouth, and her small wings trembled and flapped almost spastically as she was forced to savor then swallow each thick shot of that cum.

She gagged and coughed, pulling herself away when he was done, coughing up some of the white liquid. He could see some of it on her black lips, and she glared at him furiously, standing up and roaring angrily. "That's disgusting. Never do that again." She said, spitting angrily at him. It struck the barrier and slid slowly down the side of it. It would be hard to hide the large female anywhere, and he already had a lot of work on his hands. He had to remove the evidence that he ever summoned her in the first place.

And to make that harder was the fact that she hated him now. She despised most humans, but this one especially. He had made her suck his cock, and the very thought of it enraged and sickened her. The female was now stalking around inside of her bindings, her mind filled with thoughts of revenge.