Don't Sell Your Soul IC (Rose x Fox)

[DreamingRose]

Background info: During the last few weeks when night would come Krystyn prayed but not to a force of light. In fact it was the exact opposite. She supposes it’s because she’s always felt more secure in the darkness and took comfort in it, unlike the light. Every time she’d pray she’d ask for one thing, her brother’s health. He became deathly ill in the last month, and he’s the only one she has left in her family. Her parents had left them when they were younger and told them to fend for themselves, so they had. Her prayer was always simple but full of emotion. “Please take care of my brother’s health. He’s all I have left, and I’ll do anything to see him well,”

Present time: Krystyn’s blue eyes hold the same depressing glint they’ve had for a while. Her head is still raised with pride, and her soft smile shows hope. Her fingers pry open the door that leads to her balcony outside. Her feet guide her to stairs that lead her downward and to the pond that looks as if it’s directly under the moon’s beams of light. She walks swiftly over to the pond and sinks to her knees once she reaches the edges of it, letting the water lap up at her skin. Tonight she feels the powerful vibe surrounding the water, as if something’s changed. Honestly, it makes her feel a little taken aback and frightened.

The breeze is strong, forcing her hair to move wildly behind her while her brother’s long, baggy shirt turns wrinkled , and her skin underneath it turns cold. Her mind believes she’s just imagining the dark aura around her seeing as the moon is full, unlike any other night. She takes a few breathes before letting the words out of her mouth. “Please take care of my brother’s health. He’s all I have left, and I’ll do anything to see him well,” her eyes are staring upward at the moon, making her feel as if some strength is given to her. “Dark vibe that I can feel all around my being, please help me. Oh come forth, someone and help me! I will do anything!” Her voice cries out toward the starry night sky while her eyes turn slightly wide, wondering what she just said.

 

[FoxWriter]

for a moment, nothing happened. there was no reaction at all from the world around her, and then the pond ripples, as if something had landed on the surface, but when she looked down, there was an image on the surface of the water. it looked like a man with glowing white eyes, long horns came from the top of his head, and his skin was a Blue/Gray color that was marked with Black Tattoos. he grinned at her, revealing sharp fangs as large black wings spread from his back, the feathered wings looking more like something that should have been on an Angel instead of a Demon. he reached up, setting his hand on the surface of the water, making it ripple as he slowly pushed his hand through, as if testing the air on the other side of the realms before he pulled it back.

"Greetings, Human." he purred, his voice deep, but sweet. a good bedroom voice, the very sound of his purring voice would tighten things deep inside of her as he blinked at her. "i am Mastema." he stated simply. "for the past weeks i have heard your calls, your pleads for mercy." he admitted simply. "your sorrow has reached deep into me, and i have decided to help you." he studied her. "but there are consequences to asking me for help, young mortal." he admitted, a puff of fire erupting next to her hand, revealing a contract written on something that looked like... skin. human, or animal? it was impossible to tell, but it was soft and smooth, and the words where written in clear black ink. it said that in order for her to save her brother, she would become Mastema's slave in all ways... for eternity. she would then always belong to Mastema, to do as he ordered under pain of punishment...

but, he would forever then protect her, and her brother, keeping both strong and healthy to lead good lives. their luck in the world would be good, and Mastema could grant wishes if he was in a good enough mood. it was a well written contract, making it seam as if giving her soul to Mastema wouldn't be as bad as it could be, and at least she would have her brother, whole and strong, free of all diseases, all genetic problems and disorders, and she too would be strong and healthy for the rest of her days. "sign the contract Krystyn, and your brother will be healed." Mastema promised, another flair of fire and a needle suddenly appeared. "a single drop of blood, it's all that's needed." he assured her, his voice still calm and smooth, as if he wasn't about to take her soul... and her body, for his own pleasure until the end of all times.

 

[DreamingRose]

The four fingers on her left hand, and thumb, are curled around the cold and smoothed metal of her balcony stairs. One foot is about to hit the first step, but his voice makes her freeze. The tone he’s using sounds sort of hypnotic and it sends chills to run along her spine. She suddenly feels even colder than she was a few moments before the voice appeared. Her head shakes sideways as if trying to regain herself. She turns around and gradually walks back toward the pond, which is now rippling with movement. Her icy blue eyes look softer now, leaving only a small glint of sadness within their orbs. They observe him while a part of her mind tells her she made a mistake by bringing such a creature to her home. Once she takes in all of him she smiles. He might be frightening her but she did call him to her.

She watches fire appear in midair, astonishing her. Her right hand grasps the solid and smooth object as it appears after the fire vanishes. Her eyes scan over the object, reading it carefully. “Mastema will fulfill your wish to heal your brother and keep him healthy. Except, afterwards he will protect each of you… but for a price.” Her eyes widen as she takes a breath, knowing she doesn’t have any money to give to him. She rubs her tired eyes with her free hand then continues to read. “In return for Mastema’s good doing, you will belong to him for all eternity.”

Her left eyebrow is twitching and her hands are slightly shaking. “I don't want to do this. I cannot give myself to a man, I'd feel too dirty!” Thoughts like those are the only ones moving through her brain at this very moment. Her breathing is coming out very harshly. Who can blame her though? She’s deciding if she should sign her life away, literally. If she does then he’d have complete and utter control not only over her body, but her mind, and soul.

His voice intrudes her thoughts, making her zone back in on reality. “Sign the contract Krystyn, and your brother will be healed.” Mastema promised, another flair of fire and a needle suddenly appeared. "A single drop of blood, it's all that's needed." he assured her, his voice still calm and smooth, as if he wasn't about to take her soul... and her body, for his own pleasure until the end of all times.

With her fingers still shaking she takes the needle in her free hand and vastly pricks the head into her skin, automatically making her bleed. Once there’s a few drops of her red liquid on it’s point she quickly signs her name on the object, wanting her brother to be healed.

“What do you mean by all eternity? I’m only going to live to be like eighty years old,” she asks seriously, feeling confused. Humans usually die once they pass the eighty years mark.

 

[FoxWriter]

he smiled as she read the contract, his head tilted as he watched her come to terms with herself, and her soon to be enslavement. he licked his lips slowly as he watched the drops of blood fall onto the paper, signing her entire soul away, signing her body away, making her his, for all of eternity. as soon as she signed her name he rose out of the water, the liquid streaming off his firm, masculine body. thankfully for her he was wearing pants, the silk perfectly dry, as was his hair, the water had not touched either. he stared at her, his white eyes void of emotion as he took the contract from her, running his tongue along the blood she had put there, tasting her life and shuddering happily before releasing it, the thing vanishing into flames. "after your body dies, your Soul leaves." he explained, smirking at her. "your soul will be mine after your death... through natural causes only. heart attack, or old age." he shrugged. "i estimate that you will live to be one hundred and seven years old, provided no one else interferes." he admitted simply. "you will have a nice, long life of servitude." he admitted simply before turning away from her.

he moved up the stairs, ignoring Krystyn for a moment as he moved into the bedroom where the smell of Sickness came from. he moved into the room where the human lay, wrinkling his nose at the smell of Magic that covered everything. he should have known, his 'father' had sensed a weakness in the human woman, and had exploited it. he was always looking for a new way to get his hands on human souls. Mastema ran his hand down Drake's face, sensing his life force before ripping the blankets off the human, settling onto his belly, straddling him as he bent down, looking for all the world like he was about to kiss the boy... but centimeters from those soft human lips he made a strange noise, a sucking sound. black mist started to flow out of Drake's mouth, sucked into Mastema's as if the Demon was devouring the sickness. more black mist spilled from Drake's mouth, and then a thick black sludge, a cupful, no more, this trailed out of Drake's mouth to stain the bed and his skin before the boy would shudder, his hard breathing beginning to even out, the rasping easing, the rattling coughs fading away....

Mastema carefully wiped the black sludge off of Drake, and off of the bed, leaving no trace of the sickness behind before he set a hand on the boy's stomach and pushed, hard, a snarl falling from Mastema's lips as he turned Drake's face to the floor, more black sludge falling out of the boy as he retched and heaved. with every bit of black sludge that fell out of the boy his color returned, and his fever eased. finally, Mastema slid off the boy, and the bed, and covered him with the blankets again as if nothing had happened, turning to Krystyn. "you are lucky to have called." he admitted. "it was an Angel induced sickness... human magic wouldn't have been able to touch it." he admitted simply studying her. "tend to your brother, he will wake in the next hour, he will be hungry, give him good solid food, lots of protein and plenty of water. i will be close...watching." he admitted smirking darkly as he stroked her hair. "such a pretty thing." he murmured softly. "such a good deal i have made..."

 

[DreamingRose]

Krystyn follows after the demon, bathing in his powerful vibe. She turns her head once he straddles her brother, not wanting to see that. He tells her to take care of him so that’s what she does, while he heals him. She heads out of her brother’s room and down the flight of stairs that leads to the first floor of their house. She then walks to the kitchen which is across from the steps she just went down. She’s trying her best not to freak out from being touched by the demon. Even though she agreed to serve him for the rest of her life, that doesn’t mean she won’t be rebellious once in a while.

Her fingers open the cabinets around the room, searching for something editable to cook him. She grabs a few cans of veggies and a box of noodles before closing each of the cabinets she had opened. She bends down and opens another cabinet to grab a pan out of it, once again closing it afterward. It’s one of her pet peeves to open something and not close it when you’re done with the item. She turns the stove on, letting the surface turn a bright red before filling the pan with a little water. While the stove works on boiling the water she opens the box of noodles and pours them into the pan, being careful not to splash herself with hot water. She quickly opens the silverware drawer that’s below the stove and grabs a can opener, a spatula, and three forks. She then closes the drawer and gradually opens both cans. One of them consists of carrots while the other follows with green beans. She pours the veggies into the pan and then begins to stir everything together with the spatula for a few minutes before setting the utensil next to the pan and sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for the food to cook for a few more minutes.

Krystyn hums to herself, already turning into her old self again. Both of her eyebrows scrunch together in confusion once she remembers what he said. An angel caused her brother’s illness. Why? Her teeth nibble against her bottom lip, trying to figure out the answers. Her nose takes in the delicious smell and snaps her back into reality.

“Oh.. I have to stir it!” She squeals before jumping out of her seat and rushing to the stove. She picks up the spatula and stirs the food a little more before letting it cook for four more minutes. Her fingers turn the stove off once the food is done. She reaches upward and opens another cabinet to grab three plates. She sets the plates next to the stove and spills the food into each plate before taking two of them and placing them delicately on the kitchen table. She then heads back to the stove to repeat the process with the third plate.

“Mastema, Drake, food’s ready!” she shouts up the stairs and waits for the guys to join her.

 

[FoxWriter]

Mastema smiled as he watched Drake start to wake, his head tilted as the boy reacted to the information that there was food. a healing like that took a lot of energy, and Drake was going to be starving after something like that. he staggered down the stairs, not seeming to see Mastema at all. for that matter Krystyn wouldn't see him either as Drake staggered out into the kitchen, sitting down and shoveling down the food she gave him, Mastema smirking a little as he studied the man, his head tilted. a shame Drake wasn't a female... still, there where women Demons who could enjoy him once he died. he had been touched by a Demon, healed by one, and the contract that Krystyn had signed meant that Drakes soul would go to hell as well once he died. he would be safe until then, but once they where in hell, Drake might had wished he'd died from the magical illness that he had contracted. he smirked a little as he studied the two, his eyes narrowed a little as he moved over to Krystyn, running his hand up her belly, making it so that only she could see him, and hear him.

"Drake cannot see, or hear me..." Mastema admitted, smirking darkly as he watched the boy eat as he ran his hands up the woman's belly, to her breasts, cupping the mounds with firm fingers, sighing in her ear. "it has been so long since i've had human flesh." he purred happily, kissing the tip of her ear with a dark little smirk. "once he goes to bed, you will join me in your room." he ordered simply as he groped her breasts, snickering a little before he vanished from her eyes again and moved upstairs. it didn't take long for the boy to go back to his room to sleep, exaughsted from overcoming his illness. Mastema smirking as he waited for her to finish cleaning up downstairs and join him in her room. he had pulled the blankets off of her bed, and was examining a pillow when she walked in, and he glanced at her, looking her over.

"strip." he ordered, setting the pillow back down, staring at her. "completely, i want you naked, and you won't like what happens if i have to make you get undressed." he growled simply as he examined her. "how old are you human?" he demanded, licking his lips a little. "and have you ever had sex before?" he demanded, wondering if the young little thing was even legal to fuck. he enjoyed breaking virgins in, but if she wasn't he wouldn't have to be too gentle with her. whether she was a virgin or not he was happy, so long as she did what he demanded. he dropped his pants, the silk pooling at his feet as he gripped his large cock. he was still within human measurements, but he was on the larger end of the spectrum, if she'd ever seen another cock, they certainly didn't compare to Mastema's. he ran his hand along the shaft of his own cock, sighing happily in pleasure as he studied her. "come here and get on your knees." he ordered, staring at her. "i want you to lick my dick." he admitted licking his lips. "get it all wet with your pretty human tongue."

 

[DreamingRose]

Krystyn lets out a loud and high pitched squeal from being spooked. She nods toward Mastema, understanding that Drake doesn’t know of his presence. She tries not to think about his fingers running over her breasts but as he gropes them, she lets out a small moan. Drake doesn’t seem to notice, which relives her. When he leaves the room she collects the dishes and silverware before setting them in the sink and washing them off. Her eyes widen once he makes his first demand, which is to find him in her bedroom after she finishes picking up the kitchen. She grabs the dish cloth from the sink and lathers it up with soap and water then heads toward the kitchen table and makes circular movements with the cloth, cleaning the table. After finishing she heads out of the room and up the stairs, into her own room.

She lets out a frustrated sigh once she notices her blankets are off the bed and in a corner of the room. She’s tired from always doing chores around the house and fixing her bed up later is now added to that list. Both of her eyebrows raise upward as he orders for her to strip. Her eyes narrow on his, not liking that demand. Her lips from into a scowl from hearing she won’t be fond of what happens if he’s forced to undress her. The thought alone sends her shuddering and her fingers quickly take off her brother’s long shirt, and her bra, before slipping off her shorts. “How old are you demon?” She doesn’t answer his question but throws it back at him. “No I haven’t had sex before, and I don’t plan to until I’m married,” she responds honestly. Her eyes widen as she takes in his large penis. She walks over to him as he demands and sinks to her knees. She isn’t exactly naked though, she’s still wearing a black pair of undies. Her fingers snap the waistband of the panties against her skin before slipping them down her long legs, letting herself be naked, and kneeling in front of him.

She sits up straight to become tall and lets out her nipples perk out from being hard because of the size of his penis. She leans her head forward once she's sitting up high enough and lets her tongue trail up his shaft until it reaches all of him. Her lips then decide to grasp it between them. They clamp down on it to suck, while her teeth don't go anywhere near it. She knows how much trouble she'll be in if she takes even the smallest taste with them. Her icy blue eyes pierce deeply into his while she continues to moisten it with her saliva.

 

[FoxWriter]

he smirked at her squeals and her moans and watched her as she came back inside, lifting an eyebrow at the sigh that spilled out of her mouth. he scowled as he watched her nearly refuse to follow his orders, and smirked happily as she finally begane to strip, licking his lips a little as he studied her form. "i am well over the total age of humanity as a species... i remember watching you as filthy cavemen, laughing as i realized that God actually intended for you to be made in his image." he admitted with a small snicker, his eyes narrowing at the tone she used when she informed him that she didn't plan on having sex anytime soon... well, that would change, even if he had to tie her down and rape her to get what he wanted... but he'd let her have her illusions... for now. he didn't care about her underwear, he was too busy staring at her breasts, licking his lips again as she stripped off the panties, letting him see all of her naked, his large cock twitching in delight at the sight of the human, naked and helpless before him... though she wasn't aware yet that she was helpless.

he sighed softly as he finally felt her tongue on his shaft, his cock twitching under her attentive tongue as he tilled his head back and closed his eyes, clearly enjoying the attention that she was giving him. "mmm for such a virgin, you certainly feel as if you've done this before." he stated, amused, looking down at her through half lidded eyes, setting a firm hand on the back of her head, pushing so that more of his cock slid into her mouth. "let's see how deep you can take me shall we?" he asked, smirking darkly at her. "don't be afraid to swallow now." he ordered, slowly pushing her deeper and deeper onto his cock, pausing only when she choked or gagged, shuddering at the sensation of her on his dick. "there's a good little human... oooh yess." he murmured happily, moving his hips now, keeping her head pinned with a hand on her hair, while he moved his cock in and out of her mouth, moving gently... for now. he didn't want to accidentally hurt his new little sex slave after all.

 

[DreamingRose]

Krystyn is trying not to feel too much enthusiasm by how he looks at her as if he hasn't seen such a beauty as she. Her eyes are trying to mask her emotions seeing how jumbled they are. A part of her is fond of his presence while the other part feels disgusted in herself for doing this task. She starts to pull her lips from his shaft but gasps as he forces her head deeper onto his cock, almost making his balls touch her skin. She stays calm, knowing if she doesn't there's a possibility of choking. She breathes through her nose and tries again to move her head. It doesn't work because of how much strength he has and over powers her attempts.

If she could speak she'd tell him she was a virgin in all holes before he demanded for her to lick his penis. Her eyes widen once she realizes she didn't have to put her lips around the cock and pull it into her mouth. All she had to do was use stick out her tongue and place her saliva on his 'friend'. Unfortunately her body isn't helping her out considering her vagina is beginning to leak drops womanly fluids down her thighs, which in return turns her cheeks a deep shade of red from being timid of her hormones. Her eyes are glossing over with lust.

 

[FoxWriter]

he smirked as he watched her suck on his dick, panting slightly through his nose as he watched her mouth slide on and off his cock. he got some sick perverse pleasure out of knowing he was the first ever person to do this, the first dick to ever be in her mouth. he moaned softly as he slid his dick in and out of her mouth he moaned happily as he watched her get the hang of it and started moving faster, watching his cock get slick with his seed, moaning eagerly as his cock throbbed and twitched in her mouth before pulling back, letting the drops of pre that spilled from the tip land on her tongue, making her taste him before pulling out all the way, his massive dick throbbing in the dim light of the room, his chest heaving slowly as he panted. "your wet." he growled in delight. "your aroused, i can SMELL it." his cock twitched again, showing how delighted he was by that as he reached out into thin air and drew out a long silk rope,grabbing her before she had a chance to wonder what was happening,tying her wrists together, tightly behind her back, before looping the ends of the rope around her waist, tying her wrists tightly to her back so that she couldn't move her arms even an inch.

"mmm i do so enjoy having humans at my complete Mercy." he growled, picking her up and dumping her on the bed, gripping something from the bed, a chain, attached to a collar. the collar was snapped around her neck before she could even protest, tightening it just enough that her breath would be slightly restricted. she would be able to breath, but it was an uncomfortable pressure, and she wouldn't be able to lift her head more than six inches off the bed, locking her to the bed. there was no escaping this Demon now, he had her trapped, and he fully intended on using her in any, and every way he pleased. he ran his hand down her back, feeling the smooth softness of her body as he came to her ass, gripping it, massaging it tightly as he snickered darkly. "such a helpless little human." he growled happily, running his finger along the puckered entrance of her ass. "mmm, delightful, such a tight little human, i'm going to enjoy deflowering you... and don't worry about being too loud, your brother won't wake." he promised, running his fingers lower, touching her slick sex with an eager growl. "so damn tight."

he settled onto the bed behind her, his fingers rubbing up and down her cunt. he got a sick pleasure about making his victims enjoy being raped, enjoy being taken be a demon who would forever own their bodies and their souls. he ran his fingers to her clit and gave it a few wiggles, growling happily as he licked his lips, making sure that she was feeling pleasure from all of this, making sure that her body was enjoying this strange new experience. "i am going to rape you Krystyn, i am going to fuck you hard, and fast in every one of your holes... and i am going to make you enjoy it." he growled happily, bending low and running his tongue deep into her with a delighted growl. "you taste so fucking good." he growled. "i am going to enjoy the next eternity with your body as my plaything."

 

[DreamingRose]

Her nose scrunches itself up in disgust from the smell and taste of the demon’s cum. She was going to spit it out of her mouth but she didn’t have time because it melted too quickly, leaving an after taste, one that she cannot decide what it consists of. With the time it takes her to blink, her arms are already restrained tightly behind her back. Her eyes widen in surprise while she looks up at him, wondering what’s going on. She breathes quickly through her lips, trying to regain her normal pace, unsure when he could force his penis back into her mouth.

Her body is scooped into Mastema’s arms vastly and then dropped on his bed, as if she was a small child to him. Her ass bounces on the bed from the force he used with her. She quickly squirms and heads to the edge before having something wrapped around her neck and snapped in place. She tries to breathe but ends up gasping for air, turning her cheeks a darker shade of red than they were before. Her head is now placed on the mattress but feels as if weights are keeping her from lifting it too high. She lets out a small squeal, disliking this treatment. Her cunt says differently though, already being soaked.

“No, no no!” She shouts loudly before coughing. The unknown collar is restricting her breathing which probably makes it easier for the demon. She cannot speak more than a few words without over using her oxygen. “Don’t deflower me! Please…” she really wishes she read the contract’s hidden message, although it wouldn’t have made a difference. She would have signed it anyway as long as he healed her brother, and he did. She now understands why he wanted her to be naked. He’s seriously going to claim all of her holes and possibly fill them with his fluids. She holds back her moans by biting harshly on her bottom lip. How dare her body respond like this to his fingers playing with her cunt!

Tears emerge from her eyes and drop down her cheeks, leaving a salty trail to her chin. “Drip,” they fall to the ground one by one, but seem to be as loud as bombs in her mind. His words leave an indent in her skull and flood into her mind, not letting her forget them. He branded her without knowing it. She’s going to try her best not to fall for his charm and enjoy being raped. If she fails, then she’s going to feel pathetic and sick. She’d rather that not happen. However his tongue lapping at her body fluids doesn’t help her cause. Her eyes shut tightly, making her drown in darkness.

 

[FoxWriter]

he smirked darkly as she squealed and tried to protest, licking his lips eagerly. "oh yes, yes yes." he growled eagerly. "i am going to take your precious virginity, in both your cunt, and in your ass." he growled, his cock twitching in delight as it touched her leg, letting her feel the large blunt head that would soon be forced deep inside of her, taking her innocence. his tongue drove deep into her, tasting her wet cunt, tickling and teasing along her flesh with a small, happy shudder, he could feel her pleasure, he could taste her arousal. "yesss." he growled, his fingers rubbing along her clit, teasing and gently pinching her to make the tingles of pleasure flow along her again. "your pleasure tastes almost as good as your fear does my dear." he growled happily, removing his tongue and slipping a finger into her, deep into her, the tip of his finger flicking along the end of her, teasing her flesh as he moved in and out, gentle, teasing her with the skills of a million, perhaps even billion years.

he groaned as he slid along her body, gripping her chin tightly and forcing her head to turn, nibbling on her lips before kissing her deeply, running his tongue into her mouth, the long, thin tongue tracing pattern's in her mouth, running two fingers deep inside of her cunt now, taking her mouth and her cunt at the same time now. he was not giving her any chance to relax, or to try and calm down. he was taking her fast, gentle, but fast, not giving her the chance to try and talk her way out of it. not giving her the chance to claim she didn't like it. he knew she liked it, he could feel her pleasure singing in his veins. "i'm going to make you cum, again, and again until your BEGGING for more!" he growled, delighted as he removed his fingers from her cunt, licking them clean, practically humming in pleasure as he settled behind her again, rubbing his cock head against her cunt, rubbing, touching, soaking his member in her arousal. "so goddamn wet, and hot." he growled before lifting himself, and rubbing more firmly, panting, delighted.

before he did anything else though, she grabbed her panties from the floor, and stuffed them into her mouth, forcing them into her mouth, closing it and laying a strip of something firm and sticky over her mouth, like Duct tape only stronger, it would muffle any squeals or moans she made, making it impossible for her to call for help if the thought ever entered her mind. the collar did loosen around her throat, letting her breath freely now. it still kept her head down, but she could breath. he gripped her hips tightly, his cock twitching against her hot, tight cunt, and then, he started to push his way in, breaking through her Hymen effortlessly as his head slid into her untouched sex, moaning eagerly, loudly at how TIGHT she was. he moved slow, as he forced himself inch after inch into her until his cock struck the very end of her, his balls smacking against her flesh as he seated himself completely into her, moaning eagerly. "mmmmrrrg fuuuck yesss.... your my little cum dumpster now." he growled. "my little human whore... a pretty hole for me to fuck and fill whenever i please..."

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