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A Magical Mishap of a Talentless Witch ((Viv and Ceronos))

He yelped as he was pulled from her body all the sudden as he could feel a powerful magic spell behind it? Was it from this girl? Couldn't be! She couldn't have conjured it up if she tried, and he knew that the last thing she was thinking of was a spell to repel him. "Well, no matter." He said as he walked up and pressed the cock against her moist hole. He tried to push, but his body wouldn't move forward! "W-what the...." He tried to move again, but once again he was foiled.

"....Well, I'll just come in your mouth then!" He said as he moved up as his long, thick cock pressed up against her lips, the tip dribbling with precum... and yet once again the same problem persists. "N-no.... NO!" The demon yelled out, frustrated that he was so close, and yet some spell was keeping him from finishing. He quickly tried to rub himself off, but it was too late. He took too long and while he was still erect, he wasn't at the edge of his orgasm anymore.

It was cruel joke indeed as the demon had fucked the girl, and even made sure that she had a wonderful time, which she had as her powerful orgasm as evidence, and yet the demon wasn't allowed to have one as a reward for his 'selfless' actions?
 
The mage writhed for a few moments longer, turning this way and that, completely ignoring the fact that he was trying to get back in anyway possible. The precum was lapped up with wild abandon and only served to edge on her writhing. Slowly she fell from her orgasmic bliss and curled up. What had happened? Amaris was completely out of it. Between her legs a pain returned and she groaned into the ground.

"Ouch! Ow! Ow! Ow!" she cried out. Her face was turning beat red from anger and humiliation. To have her own spell turned on her in such a way! Her blood was nearly boiling and, despite the pain she felt, she pulled herself up an made her way over to the now blue balled demon.

"You!" Amaris bellowed. Her hand darted out and THWACK! she slapped him right across the face. "Why are YOU still here?! You got what you wanted!" THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
 
How she cruelly teased him by licking up his precum! It was frustrating to see her writhed around with a look of absolute bliss on her face, while he was left out of such a bliss. Though he noticed that she started to come out of the high of her orgasm high as no doubt the high amounts of pleasure pulsing through her body was replaced with anger.

THWACK!

As she slapped him right across the face, he looked at her, quite shocked. "Did you just slap me?" The demon said, dumbfounded. The girl had experienced such pleasure, and yet thanks to a lucky spell, he wasn't able to cum... and SHE was slapping HIM? "Got what I wanted? GOT WHAT I WANTED?!" He said as points at his hard cock. "Thanks to you, I've got the worst case of Blue balls, and you call this what I wanted?!" He said as he goes to give her a return smack, a back hand only a demon could produce which would no doubt feel as though a cannon ball hit her face!


.....but his hand lost momentum as when the back of his hand meet her cheek, his demonic backhand had became nothing more than a the gentlest of soft pats. ".....I can't even hit you? What the fuuu~ck?" The demon whined, his frustration got to the point where he could honestly cry. "Consider yourself lucky.... VERY LUCKY. You were brought to orgasm on your first time, got your revenge, and got spared from my wrath!"
 
Amaris braced herself to be hit. Her eyes closed tightly and all of the muscles in her body tightened. Though nothing came and, when she heard him begin to whine, she opened her eyes. To see him in such obvious discomfort made her smile broadly. The beauty fought off the urge grab his still aching balls and give them a good twist. She certainly had the power to do so.

“You raped me!” she exclaimed and she hit against his chest and face again. “You think I got off easily?! I had my innocence ripped from me without my permission and I am the lucky one?! No! You DESERVE all of the discomfort you get. You think that I got my revenge? You slimy, stinking son of a bitch!”

TWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Three more hits were landed against his body. “How am I supposed to get home like this?! My clothes are destroyed, my parents will ask questions! How can I explain to them that I was RAPED by a DEMON that I summoned!? I’d be killed!”
 
"So what? I did you a favor! Your first time would have been painful, and I took away that PAINFUL first time." He said, missing the point a bit as he just lets her hit his body... it wasn't like she could have hurt him anyways since there was no magic behind her hits.

However he smirked as she had told him about her plight, as he just laughed. "That's what you get for trying to bite off more than you can chew! You know, I would have fixed your clothes, but since you're being a bitch I'll just skip to the part where I say 'goodbye'!" He said, the demon turning around as he walked away before standing still. He waited for about thirty seconds, before he turned around. "....What did you do? I can't return home."
 
Favor? A FAVOR?! Did this demon have his head up his ass? How was this a favor? Her delicate hands balled up into fists and she was tempted to smack him over and over and over again until she got it through his thick, demon skull. Instead she stiffly moved her arms to cross over her chest, to hide it. There was too much to hide though and she sighed in frustration.

At least he was leaving! A sigh of relief came from her. The rest she could hide. The dress was of a flimsy material and it was common for her to return to the house in clothes full of holes. Then again, she could always try to cast a spell to repair the dress. That might be better. Though anything shotty would be picked up on her father, whom was a powerful mage himself.

“What?” she asked incredulously. “What did I do? I don’t want your ugly ass here! Trust me, I wouldn’t want you to stay here anyway, you bastard! Maybe you’re just a weak demon!” Though that thought hurt her more and she groaned. “I was raped by some lower level demon. How humiliating! This one can’t even shimmer between planes!”

She shook her head, curls bouncing. Then, she caught something, even in the dark. There was a spot on his chest, right over his heart. A small hand print, with long and delicate fingers had sunk into the skin and was fairly lighter than the rest of it.

“Oh my!” she exclaimed as she scurried over to examine it more. In the middle of the palm was a strange, whispy symbol that Amaris recognized all to well. “My astral mark!”
 
While she could have hit him all day, the demon had an ability that would just leave him unscathed while she was just only bloody her hands while beating on him. "The fuck should I know! I've came here plenty of times and was always able to open a portal to home!" He said before she claimed him to be weak! "How dare you! If anything it's because of the shitty way that you made this portal! What if you affected me somehow?" He said as he picked up the book, no doubt he had to use it open a portal to the demon world since he couldn't just do it himself. It was then he noticed the marked page as he took a look at it.

He started out with a small snicker, but it soon evolved into an uncontrollable laughter. "P-Please don't tell me you fucked up the familiar summoning this badly!" He said in between his laughs. "Did you even look at this book?" But soon his laughs died nearly instantly as she points out the astral mark on his chest as he looks down and instantly knew what it was. ".....No.... don't you fucking tell me that a dumb mage like you just made me your familiar?" He said, knowing that it wasn't exactly impossible to make demons familiars... though it was very dangerous to do so.
 
A bright red flush crossed her cheeks. A bad mage?! That wasn't true! It was said that Amaris had the most potential out of everyone in her town. She just never had the patience to learn things someone's way other than her own. She placed her hands on her hip, her fingernails digging into the pale skin there. Her face was burning in shame and anger and she roughly poked at his mark before snatching the book from him.

"Listen here," she spat in his direction. "It was a mistake. I purposely replaced some components with another. Obviously it did not turn out the way I wanted! Anyway... what does that say about you? Even without your permission I was able to mark you as my familiar. That either says something about me or something about you. You figure it out."

Then a smile crossed her lips. "At any rater I think we're bound to one another. Specifically, you're bound to me. So fix my dress. Now."
 
It was at the point, he just crossed his arms. "No way." He said, normally a familiar would be at their summoner's every beck and call, but it seemed like the spell had succeeded and failed at the same time. However, he then smirk. "You know what? I'll fix your dress quite perfectly so that no one would suspect a thing... however, I want you to give me head." He said as he laughed softly, no doubt the girl would say no and would be forced to try and mend her dress herself as she was too prideful of a girl to agree to that kind of condition.
 
She stared at him blankly. Give him head? What was this?! SHE was the master in this relationship, not him! In a fevered sigh, she began to stomp back and forth, pacing there as the moon reflected off of her smooth and flawless skin. Tempted again was she to slap him over and over again but that did no good. His skin was like red diamonds and it ended up hurting her hand more than him.

“Fine!” she said as she stomped her foot. “Be that way! I can always tell my parents that you raped me and, in panic, I put that mark on you to stop your continued torment to me. I mean, who will they believe? A mage in training or a demon with a hard on? It’s no skin off my nose if they kill you.”

She sat down with a thud next to her dress remnants, wincing. Fuck! That hurt! She turned a fiery gaze up at her tormenter, now fully able to take in the site before her. Her face turned red and she quickly opened the book. Though she couldn’t read the print, even in the moonlight, and she gave an exasperated sigh. She picked up the scraps and her brow furrowed. Well, at least she could try! She stood and began to chant. The cloth bits rose and… twisted together, knotted fell back to the floor.

“Hmph!”

Again and again she tried and similar results occurred.
 
The slapping did nothing much to him, due to his abilities, but the slaps on the face did hurt his pride just a little bit. As she stomped around, he couldn't help but watch her since she looked like a child not getting her way. "Oh? You shouldn't lie to your parents like that.... 'especially since you KNOW that you were in no panic." He said with a smirk, followed by a small 'heh' when she winced.

However when she stared at him and blushed, he thought for a moment as wheels turned in his head a bit before he smirked. She couldn't even do a spell to fix her clothes, and this was a spell that even he learned how to do. He watched her a bit, failing to do the chant properly as the pieces would only rise and fall to the ground. A good person would have helped her... but he was a demon after all.

He walked up to her and snatched the pieces of her dress from the ground. "You're no good at this... maybe you should just show them what had happen to you....but you'll have to tell them that you failed to summon a familiar and summoned a demon instead.... not to mention that you just let that demon rape you." He said as he gave her an evil look.
 
“Let a demon rape me?!” she exclaimed. Tears jump to her eyes and they burnt as they fell down her cheeks. It wasn’t that she simply laid down and let him take her virginity! She fought. She had fought every damned inch he shoved into her. “I hope that some Paladins find you! In fact, I will tell daddy. He’s a powerful mage and summoner himself and has slayed his fair share of demons.”

Amaris stood and made reaches for the cloth, grabbing a hold of one end and pulling as hard as she could. At least she could tie the bits of the dress around her. At least she would have some sort of protection against wandering eyes. When she was unable to pull it away she got a different idea. A smirk crossed her face and she reached out to grab a hold of the still hard flesh between his legs.

“Give it to me,” she said as nice as you please, squeezing him painfully hard. “Give me back my scraps and I will give you back your evil little fuck stick. I may not even tell my father and I may even try and find a way to break this bond between us.”
 
He smirked. "You didn't even fight back as soon as my cock entered that pussy of yours, in fact I heard you begged for more.." He said teasingly as when she grabbed her clothes he just lifts his hand up in the air and out of her reach, as he smirked and grabbed what's left of the dress and just ripped it off, exposing her lower body as no doubt she would have got many wandering eyes if she were to walk through town like that. "Well, I doubt that he'll let you live it down that you were raped by a demon that you summoned."

When she grabbed his still hard cock, he lets out a soft moan which turned into a groan as he winched a bit, but then smirked. "Oh? Sounds like you want my little fuck stick for yourself." He said teasingly as he moved forward a bit as he pressed her gently against the tree behind her. "How about this.... you suck me off, and I'll give you back your scraps... and I may even ward off anyone who tries to touch your... 'innocent' body until you break this bond."
 
She let out a faint gasp as he reached up and pulled off the scrap that had encased her lower body, exposing her fully. Her body was atremble. Thank the gods that he would not be able to hurt her again! Not unless she wanted it. Which Amaris certainly didn’t. Her back hit the tree again and she gave him a pathetic look. Apparently her hand wrapped brutally around his stiffness did not deter him. Beautiful, terrified, and angry Amaris glared up at him. How pathetic she was! This demon had her pinned and he knew it. Her father would hate her to know that her body had been violated by an evil and wicked creature.

“You are disgusting,” she said but she lowered her body to her knees. There was not very much choice in the matter. Walking through town naked would have instantly drawn attention to herself and, with the blood running down her leg and soaking into her stockings, it was obvious that she was into trouble. Questions would be asked. “I hate you!”

Slowly she wrapped her mouth around the tip and lapped at it awkwardly with her inexperienced tongue. He would be getting what he wanted but she was not good at it all.
 
Seeing the sight of her exposed body had did enough for the demon as she could feel him becoming rock hard in her grasp. With his ability her nails would have become useless, as the only way she could make him feel the pain she wanted him to feel, she would need the strength to crush rocks in her hands. It was a nice feeling to him, knowing that while he can't hurt her, he still had her pinned.

When she got down to her knees, and looked as his long, thick cock... it was hard to believe that something this big had gave her so much pleasure for her first time instead of nothing but pain. As she wrapped her mouth around the tip, she could taste his cock. But instead of the disgusting taste that would no doubt help her into hating this entirely, she was welcomed with a kind of taste that though it was weird, it was an oddly wonderful kind of taste. He lets out a small groan as he rubbed the back of her head. "Good girl." He said teasingly.

His tail gently traced her thighs as it seems like it was wiping the blood off of her, as he smirked. "Use your tongue more."
 
Amaris closed her eyes tightly and sucked harder on the tip, moving her tongue rapidly around. The taste was not as repulsive as she thought it would be. Deeper she pushed him into her mouth and she salivated. The cock had not felt this big when he was fucked her before. Now it stretched her lips until a bright red ring was around them. Slowly she began to bob her head up and down. Though she had never done it herself she had some friends who had and they gave her some of the finer details. Teeth scraped against the hard flesh each time she brought her mouth down.

There was something about this that she did not completely hate. Knowing that she had some sort of power over this beast because of the pleasure she gave him made her feel a semblance of control. A little control in this situation was something that she craved. The demon had all of it. The quicker she moved the harder she gagged.

She turned watery, violet eyes up at him to see his face as she worked her mouth over the pulsating hot piece of meat. How she must have looked to him! A little, battered former virgin working her hardest to get him off. Though she felt far from obedient. This was just to get her shreds of dress.
 
He lets out a groan as she moved her tongue around, as it seemed that while she wasn't skilled, she did definitely have an idea on what to do. He was about to push his cock further into her mouth but found that she started to do this all on her own, which made him a little bit happy as she started to bob her head up and down as her teeth scraped rather pleasurably against his thick meat which made shivers run up his spine.

He loved the way how she started to drool as she moved faster as he rubbed her head. "I love the sight of your drooling on my cock.." He teased as his tail started to rub along her slit a bit as he wanted to her her moans muffled by his huge cock. The sight of those eyes look up to see his face made him moan out again as he twitched as soon she could taste a bit of pre-cum. It had a taste that was dangerously addicting.
 
The tail had caused her to stop. She had not given him permission to do that! However, with a loud stifled moan, she went back to sucking the demon off. There was no denying that the tail felt good as it rubbed and teased at her still aching and dripping slit. Amaris was built for pleasure, for giving and receiving, and she was finding that out. Shame and embarrassment filled her at the thought.

Another few inches was sucked sharply into her mouth. Her eyes glazed as the taste, a completely and utterly addictive taste, flooded her taste buds. What was that? The beautiful girl was frightened and tantalized at the same time. Another quaking moan came from stretched and sore lips. Faster she bobbed her head, every time his cock hit the back of her throat she would gag and choke. Yet she needed to have more of that taste. Her body craved it.
 
The tail continued to stroke her slit as occasionally it rubbed against her clit as each moan she gave out had vibrated his shaft lightly. The demon shook once again as he felt himself starting to build up towards his orgasm yet again as his thick meat throbbed inside of her mouth.

After her quaking moan, it seemed like she started to become more eager to please him as she moved faster as his cock hits the back of her throat as he heard her gag a big. The demon started to pant a bit as she could tell that he was obviously getting pleased by the girl's actions until the point where he grabbed her head and moaned out. Soon his hot, thick cum flooded her mouth as his load was rather huge to the point where if she didn't swallow fast enough, it would overflow out of her mouth. Though she found the source of the taste that she had been searching for, as the demon twitched a bit in pleasure as he finally got his sweet release that he had been denied of earlier.
 
The amount of cum was startling. No matter how hard she tried to swallow it, she soon was coughing and sputtering. It tasted good. Too good and it was in disappointment that most of the thick, white spunk slipped down her chin and dripped on the bountiful breasts she had. As soon as he was finished she pulled away and wiped her mouth quickly. Confusion, hate, lust, and a torrent of strange emotions played out on her face. Without thinking she licked up the cum on the back of her hand and went to trace her fingers over her chin and cleavage to get the rest.

“There!” she exclaimed and she trembled. That stroking had made her horny and a strange throb pulsated between her thighs. “Now can I please have my dress bits back? I want to try to mend them again…”

She fell on her pert butt and looked up at him. Her slender fingers each went into her mouth and she sucked them clean one at a time. Though her eyes showed a smoldering hate with just a fringe of lust. Her chest rose up and down rapidly. Gods! This tasted so good! What type of demon was this that he could make her addicted to his cum.
 
He smirked as he couldn't help but watch her as she licked up the cum from her hands as she wiped off the cum off of her chin and cleavage. Her face was changing emotions, which pleased the demon as his cock was limp, though there was still some cum drooling from the tip.
"A deal is a deal." The demon said as his tail removed itself from in between her legs as he gave her the ripped parts of her clothes so that she could try again to mend her clothes.

Even though she looked at him with such hate, she sucked his cum off of her fingers as he could tell that there was a hint of lust in her eyes. Why couldn't this beauty be a sacrifice to him? She was indeed a fine girl, and perfect for a demon if it wasn't for her attitude.
 
Amaris felt shamed and she swallowed that last mouthful of cum harshly. She looked down at the ruined dress. It had been her favorite; her grandmother had sewed it for her. A strange remorse filled her over the flimsy pieces of fabric that rested in her hands. She picked up the third scrap, the last segment he had brutally torn from her body. In a pathetic desperation she clutched the pieces to her chest and she gave a shuddering sigh.

“I can’t repair it,” she finally admitted. She stood on shaky legs and attempted to tie them around her body in some sort of makeshift sarong. “I wish I could.”

All of her body was sore. Even her jaw hurt from blowing that massive demon. She rubbed the side of her face. Still her eyes were cast downward and that feeling of shame and guilt grew. Had she just made a deal with a demon that involved sexual favors over two scraps of fabric? They were greatly loved pieces of fabric but were they that important?
 
He slipped his speedo back on, though he looked at her as she lets out a sigh. "... are you serious?" He said as he looked at her down face, as it answered his question for him. "...I can't believe that you were even able to do a wrong spell..." He said as he walked up to her and pulled her up to her feet and took the pieces of fabric as he started to chant. He muttered something under his breath as the pieces of fabric floats up into the air as it flew towards her as the fabric mended themselves back onto her dress as soon it looked like her dress was never damaged in the first place.

"There."
 
Amaris was shocked and she spun around, inspecting the demon’s handy work. This was great! At least to her it was. When someone did magic that she was unable to do, it had always stunned her. The red gold curls shimmered in the moonlight. She was really a stunningly beautiful girl. At least that is what many people thought and it had gotten her through situations where she would have been in trouble. It was ironic that it was that same beauty that had made the demon force himself on her.

“At least I didn’t get summoned by a untalented mage,” she said simply. “I wonder what sort of demon is able to get drawn out and claimed by someone like me.”

She was being cheeky and was trying to brush off this whole thing. It wasn’t working and she frowned deeply. Her shoulders slump. “Anything else you need, oh great wicked demon?”
 
The demon had been in battle many times.... and many times his outfit would get ripped up in the battle, so he HAD to learn how to use that spell... and he used it so many times that he memorized it by heart. For a moment as he looked at her, even a demon such as himself had to admit that she did look rather stunning for a human. Of course as soon as she spoke, it ruined the moment. He started to wonder how long this would drag on.

He smirked as he walked up and whispered in her ear. "The demon that made you feel pleasure that you'll never experience with a normal human." He said teasing as he stretched out a bit.

"Why don't you lead me to your home?"
 
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