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Demon's Offering (Aria x Viper)

SnowBunnyXXX

Super-Earth
Joined
Sep 9, 2011
It was her 18th birthday, and she was finally allowed outside for the first time in months, being guarded by two burly men. Amy looked at them, wondering why she was always guarded when outside. Standing in the sun, the young girl, never touched in any way sexually was going to be leaving in a few hours to go to her new home.

But home was unclear to her. Nobody would tell her, and she never asked, just accepted the fact that she was to be given to another home, as was custom with her people. She was chosen from birth, to be the next offering. But she didn't know that. All she knew was that growing up, her schooling was very different from other childrens. As they were learning mathematics and sciences, she was learning to cook and clean.

Plus there was the 'other' lessons. She didn't know what they were for, but she was essentialy being trained as a servent. Both household and sexually, but the latter being toned down as she approached her birthday. She waited, for what was to happen in a few short hours. Wondering if she would ever come home, not that this could be called home. She had no family, or friends. So maybe this was the begining of her life. Soon she would find out.
 
Her destination lied in an abandoned warehouse. The Cult of Makant had taken up residence here since it was abandoned in the early '20s. They had gathered every three years since then to offer virgin sacrifices to the demon Makant. While they were devoted to him, they feared him. The sacrifices were meant to keep him from releasing his evil minions upon the Earth. It was an unhappy deal made decades ago when the daughter of the cult leader offered herself to Makant in exchange for him sparing the Earth a most painful apocalypse. Since then, they chose young women to become the demon's next sacrifice. First, it was random women they had to capture and make sure they were still untouched. Then, as the ritual became more orderly, they marked girls upon birth, typically orphans, and took them in to raise them for the demon. Then, on their eighteenth birthday, they would be given to him.

This year, the sacrifice would be Amy. She was waiting now for the time of the ritual, but she wasn't aware of it. The burly men that were her guards finally came to her after some time had passed.

"It's time to go. They're waiting for you," one of them claimed as a car pulled up.

They ushered her inside quickly before the car sped off. After twenty minutes, the warehouse came into view. As they pulled up, the skies turned dark as the sun was overcast by clouds. The men got out of the car just as an older woman walked out of the doorway, wearing a black hooded robe and holding a candle. The men opened the door to Amy's seat and motioned for her to step out.

"Welcome, Amy," the woman called to her. "Come, the time is nearly upon us."
 
Amy watched the guard approach, and then seen the car. Taking a quick look around, she got in, having no sentimantal attachment, it was easy to leave without tears or a struggle. She was curious as to where she would ultimatley end up. Seeing the warehouse, she scrunched up her nose. "You're kidding me right?" She asked. "I know I didn't live like a princess in my town, but come on, here?" She added, not being able to help herself. Stepping out of the car as the door was opened, she seen the sky cloud up, the sun becoming overcast.

Looking up at the woman's voice, she seen her dressed in a black robe, and Amy's heart started to beat faster. She had heard about a cult with black hooded robes, what was it? The Clut of....Mkant. Her eyes widening, she stopped. "No way. I'm the..the..sacrafice?" She studdered. She knew of the Cult. She knew of the sacrafices. But she didn't know that she was the chosen one. It suddenly made sense now. The lessons, the isolation, the guards. No wonder she was guarded and only allowed out so often. She was to be the Virgin Sacrafice.

The guards, in time with her, grabbed her under her arms, and walked her up to the woman. Fear in her eyes, she looked at her, candle in hand. There was nothing she could do, so she went along. "Yeah..Okay, let's go." She said, still unsure of the whole ordeal.
 
The woman could see that the girl was going to try and resist at first, but eventually calmed down. She seemed resigned to her fate, looking incredibly frightened. She had reason to be. These rituals were not pleasant, nor was what she would experience when Makant arrived. The slowly led her into the warehouse. It was dark inside, lit only by several candles standing along the walls. They finally emerged in the main area, a large conveyor belt being the most prominent item in the room aside from the dozens of hooded figures and candles. The belt led to a large metal door that led to the back parking lot. On the conveyor belt was a large eye drawn in what looked like dark red paint.

The old woman led Amy to the belt and motioned for her to get onto it. "Lie down over the eye and the ritual will begin. Makant will arrive and you will have protected our realm from destruction."

The other figures remained silent and statuesque. The candles seemed to dim and the metal in the warehouse began to creak and groan loudly. Makant was close now. If they didn't hurry, the sacrifice would be too late. The metal door at the end of the belt began to have smoke slipping through its cracks and began to glow a dim red in the middle from an intense heat. The woman looked to the girl again.

"Hurry and prepare yourself. Makant awaits!"
 
Amy followed the woman into the warehouse, the only light being the candles, she wondered if she might trip and fall on something. But as they got to the main room, she seen it was lit slightly brighter. Seeing the hooded figures, she knew. It was confirmed by the conveyor belt, the red on it. She looked on in awe, as the warehouse seemed to come alive. Hesitsting, she walked closer, seeing the smoke begin to billow from the end, where the metal doors were.

Putting her hand on it, it felt cool to the touch, and she shivered. Makant. It sounded so familiar, like she heard it before. Her eyes beginning to tear up, she steeled herself, and climebed up on the belt, laying on the eye, her body tense and breathing starting to pick up.

She hated the unknown, but soon she would know. If that was a good thing, was to seen. Makant. She couldn't get the name out of her head. Then it happened in the blink of an eye. What would happen, or where she would be, remained to be seen.
 
The old woman felt bad as Amy climbed onto the belt. They didn't enjoy this fate they inflicted upon these young women. If there was another way to rid their world of Makant, they would gladly do so. Unfortunately, all they could do was give the virgin to the beast and hope that she would appease him. As the girl lay upon the eye, the woman began to motion for the other cultists to leave quickly. They filed out of the warehouse one by one, the men that escorted Amy followed as well. The old woman remained behind and held her hand over the girl, holding the candle in her other hand.

"Makant, we give you our humble offering in that you will spare our lives. Take this innocent and avert your destructive power. And may the Gods have mercy on our souls..." she recited before lowering her eyes to Amy's. "Lie still. Remember, you are our savior. Your sacrifice will prevent Makant from devouring our world in flames and agony. Do as he demands and you may be spared the pain of a thousand deaths."

She then turned away and walked to a control panel. She then pulled the lever, activating the conveyor belt and making it move Amy toward the massive doors. As she neared it, the doors bolted open, flames spewing wildly before merging into a massive shape. The flames then solidified and became flesh, forming the horrible demon Makant. He had massive horns and wings and a long, reptilian tail. He had four eyes that seemed to burn as embers. His mouth was in the shape of a scowl, his razor sharp teeth plainly visible beyond his lips. His skin was a pale grey and he was heavily muscled and incredibly tall. He sported wicked-looking black armor and a dark maroon loincloth. Once Amy was within a yard of him, the old woman flipped the lever again, halting the belts advance.

The beast glared upon his sacrifice, hungrily eyeing her clothed body. He then glared at the woman, giving her the signal to leave before returning his attention to Amy.

"You know why you're here," he growled, his voice seeming to consist of multiple deep male voices, all overlapping each other. "You belong to me, and there is no escaping your fate."
 
Hearing the creaking of the wearhouse, Amy could only lie on the belt, wondering what would happen, and then it hit her. MaKant. THE Makant. Her eys closed and she fought the urge to run. Knowing that she was about to be given to a demon. For his use. His use, sounded horrible, and from what she was trained in, she knew that it would not consist of cooking or cleaning. All of those tedious tasks just kept her distracted. Distracted from the horrible truth to her isolation.

The isolation would be ten times as worse now, knowing that she was a demon's slave. Demon's didn't take wives, or girlfriends, or anything. The took slaves. The word rattling around in her head. Tears began to fall, getting her hair slighty wet, as well as the belt underneath her. Then she head the woman speak to her. Lie still? Savior? Screw that.She thought. But then, what would happen if she were to run? A thousand deaths.Staying still, she heard the incantation, and then felt the belt move, closer to the flames inside the doors. She feltas if her heart could beat right through her chest.

The belt stopped suddenly, and she seen the flames form a figure. Seeing his horns, wings and tail, she felt as if he could suffer a heart attack then and there. Demon, tail, wings, horn, yeah, this is my worst nightmare. She thought, as she heard Makant speak to her, his eyes practially undressing her then and there.

Sighing, she nodded. "Yeah. I know why." She said, none to happy about her fate. She thought. She wished he'd just kill her and get it over with, as she didn't feel like she was living anymore. Not moving, she waited for him to say something again, not daring to move, amazed that she was able to even talk.
 
The demon watched as she shook in fear. She was clearly not happy about being dragged into this situation. She had no way of knowing what was in store for her, though the way he stared at her probably gave her a pretty good idea. He growled as he reached forward from the mouth of the doorway. His hand was outstretched as if asking to take her hand. As it neared her, something strange occurred. It appeared as though his hand was...out of frequency. It would be solid for a moment then vanish, then appear again at random intervals. The reason for this was Makant had no natural reason to be on this plane of existence. If he were here to obliterate the world, he could fully materialize, but during the ritual he could only become fully formed when invited into this realm by his virgin sacrifice.

"Take my hand," he hissed. "Bring me into your realm or all shall perish."

It was true that if Amy chose, she could run away very easily and Makant wouldn't be able to follow her, but should she do that he would arise again the following day and hers would be the first body he would seek. No matter her choice, he would have her and the rest of the world's virgins as well as the ones he had already taken that were still trapped in his dimension, living agelessly while they were subject to his demands at every waking moment.

His eyes glowed a brighter red as he waited impatiently for her to take his clawed hand. His wings flapped and his tail thumbed against the ground just beyond the door, kicking up thousands of little embers floating upward. Among this, if her eyes lowered to his loincloth, she would see a noticeable bulge beginning to form. He wanted to take what was his right then and there, whether she was frightened or not.
 
Amy looked at Makant's hand, stretched out, and vanishing at certain points. Looking over him, her eyes widened. But she felt her body betray her, and hold her hand out, grabbing onto his, as she sat there, on the belt, watching as he seemed to become more realistic. She couldn't believe that she was bringing this demon into her world, knowing that he was going to probably going to immediately take her body, using her, and in essence, marking his newest sacrifice.

Looking down, she seen the bulge, and comfirmed her worst fears, but it was too late, she had already offered her hand, and by doing that, had sealed the fate of her body as well as saving the world. Tears starting to form again, Amy waited for the demons next move, knowing that what he wanted, he would get, wheather she wanted to give it or not. Which was to say she didn't. As his tail hitthe ground beneath him, she seen the embers, casting an almost erie shadow on the demon. Shaking, she braced herself.
 
Makant watched in eagerness as Amy's hand reached to grasp his, her own dwarfed by the size of his. As soon as their skin made contact, Makant gripped tightly, making sure she couldn't run away as he was invited into this realm. As he stepped from the opening, the reality of the warehouse that Amy had seen began to warp. With each step, the ground beneath him and the walls, the ceiling, all of it adopted a nightmarish look. The ground appeared to be burned with large cracks and small amounts of lava leaking out. The walls turned black and grew eyes. The ceiling formed twisted stalactites that pointed down menacingly. His presence in this reality changed things, but only in the immediate area thanks to the ritual.

The demon then reached down to Amy's shirt, grabbing a fistful of the thin material, and pulled, shredding it and exposing her bra-clad breasts. He then reached to her skirt and repeated his action, now leaving Amy in nothing but tatters and undergarments. He laughed cruelly.

"Hard to believe a woman with a body like yours is a virgin!" he bellowed. He reached to his loincloth and shifted the deep red, silky material so his shaft was visible. It was massive, standing at an unbelievable length that was not possible by human means. It was slightly curved and veiny and was visibly throbbing . "You will do as I command, woman. Come and pay homage to your new master."

He motioned to his groin and growled in anticipation.
 
Amy seen the warehouse change into his realm, she yelped, thinking that she would be burned by the helllish orange ground. As she noticed that nothing happened, she felt his hand upon her shirt, ripping it away with ease. Then seconds later, her skirt as well. She blushed and tried to cover her body and undergarmets as best she could. That was until she seen him uncover his cock. It was huge, and she wondered how she was going to ever fit even the head of it in her mouth.

"It's pretty easy when your raised in isolation. Not being allowed any freedom." She said, as she glared at him, her courage coming from out of nowhere. Hearing the word master, it finalized the deal to her, making her his property, to use as he wished. She sighed. Crawling ove on her hands and knees, she steeled herself, as his head was right in her face, the size itself intimidating.

Reaching up, she genlty grabbed his shaft, and brought his head to her lips, kissing his head, before taking it into her mouth. She was shown many times what to do in this situation, and did as she was trained to do. Surprisingly, his head fit into her mouth, and she used her tongue to massage it. Running her tongue around the head, she slowly fed his cock into her mouth, taking as much as her virgin mouth would let her, before she gagged, and pulled back, sputtering and spitting.

But she didn't give up, going at it again, getting as much as she could, and holding back the urge to gag and vomit, she fed his cock deeper into her mouth, her tongue constantly moving on his shaft.
 
Makant grinned cruelly as her body blushed and she tried hiding her body from him. He found himself amused as she talked back at him, clearly bitter about how she had been raised like a pig for slaughter. Still, she followed his commands just as he expected, crawling up to him and grabbing his massive cock. He leaned his head back as she kissed the head then opened her mouth, allowing it into her. He groaned loudly as she then proceeded lick it all over, further adding to the pleasure. She then let it sink further into her mouth but before she could take it past halfway down his length, she gagged and pulled back. He glared down at her and prepared to reach down and force her to deep throat him, but was interrupted as she started again. This time, she managed to get a great deal more into her mouth, his cock just beginning to enter her throat. He tongue continued to lick his shaft while she sucked and struggled with his length.

She was doing well, considering her first time, but Makant was impatient. He wanted every inch of him inside her throat. He reached down and seized her by the back of her hair then roared as he bucked his hips toward her face, his shaft slipping further into her throat. He held her there for a moment, wanting to make it difficult for her to breathe before finally pulling out of her mouth, the tip of his cock starting to leak a small amount of pre-cum. His blazing red eyes glared down at her.

"Lie on your back," he demanded as he reached down to completely remove the black metal belt that held his loincloth. He tossed it carelessly to the ground and stood before her as patiently as he could, his dick throbbing and anxiously awaiting to plunge into her tight body.
 
Amy had kept moving down his cock, slowly making her way down it, until he forced himself all the way into her mouth, and even her throat. Gagging, choking and drooling, she still worked her tongue on his shaft. Her eyes, starting to bulge as she struggled for air. Finally he pulled out of her throat, she gasped for air, her lungs burning. Then she seen his red eyes on her body. She shivered. "Y..Yes Makant?" She asked, watching him.

Then hearing his command, she whimpered. She knew what was coming, and she was sure it was going to hurt. She never had anything near her, and the rod standing erect, and as of now, fully exposed, scared and excited her at the same time. Laying back, she spread her legs, allowing his easy access to her virgin holes. Watching as her new Master, as best he could wait for her, his massive cock twitching. "D..d.d.done. I'm all yours for the taking." She said, knowing that she had no chance of escaping or even being able to fight back. He was Makant, the demon god of pain fear and destruction, and her body was his for the taking.
 
She was starting to break. That was good. The quicker she became submissive to him, the sooner he would take her to his dimension. He watched as she followed his orders, leaning back and spreading her thin legs. His cock ached, longing to find its way into her tight body. Once she announced she was ready for him, he crawled onto the conveyor belt. The metal legs that supported it creaked and groaned under his weight. He reached down to grab her legs and pulled them further apart before reaching to her bra. He grabbed the center strap and pulled, shredding it before he snatched her panties away as well. He then grabbed her by her hips firmly and lifted her into the air, opened his mouth, and slid his long, wide, serpentine tongue along her virgin entrance. He lapped over it a few times before growling.

"You will no longer be innocent," he hissed then he brought her down onto his massive shaft. His cock's head pressed against her pussy, letting her know that the long anticipated moment was on its way. He then slowly began to press further into her, his shaft barely fitting into her as he delved deeper. Before long, he finally tore past her maidenhead, officially defiling her. "You belong to me."
 
Watching as he crawled over her, hearing the conveyor belt groaning it's protest, she shivered, feeling her bra ripped away like a piece of string. Then agian with her panties, before being lifted into the air. She didn't know what to think, panic starting to set in, until feeling his forked tongue on her pussy. Her body reacted on it's own, a moan escaping her lips, her back arching into it, as she anticipated her fate. Then after a few tense moments, she felt him lowering her body, but not to the ground or even the belt.

Her eyes widening, she felt the head of his cock pressed against her virgin lips. Shivering, she felt as if she were in a dream. Gulping at his words about not being innocent, she watched him. Feeling his cock head pressing into her, his shaft spreading her tight walls, she whimpered and squirmed on his cock, until she felt the tearing of flesh inside of her. She scramed, as his words echoed in her ears. The pain was overwhelming, and she thought she might pass out then and there, but something inside her forced her to stay awake.

"Yes Makant, I'm now yours." She said, looking into his eyes, knowing that the demon had taken her last piece of the human world with his cock, she no longer hasany attachment to this world, as it betrayed her. She was ready for his. For his Dominance and use. She was his, but how far she would go was still to be seen.
 
Makant watched in delight as her body trembled as his strength was displayed. She moaned as his tongue grazed her entrance, further encouraging him to get the show on the road. Her body arched toward his before his tongue retreated back into his mouth. He relished the heat of her womanhood before his pressed into it, her lips quivering and enveloping his head in her warmth. When he began to push into her, he roared as he felt his shaft carving its own path through her, tearing through her virginity. He laughed cruelly as she screamed in agony and he could feel she was beginning to lose consciousness. He couldn't have that. He transferred some energy into her body, keeping her awake and helping her to adjust to his size with less pain, but not much less.

She then encouraged him, her once innocent eyes gazing into his hellish orbs. His large, rough hands reached to assault her breasts, grabbing firmly and pressing, rubbing with great force. Makant was not known for being gentle to his numerous virgin sacrifices. He began to thrust into her body mercilessly, rotating his hips to allow his cock to explore every inch of her inner passage. Under normal circumstances, the girl would have likely been killed by now. So much trauma. However, his power kept her alive and kept her from being too injured. He liked his women alive.

He then began to slide off the conveyor belt, his long tail wrapping around her tiny waist while he continued to buck into her like a wild animal, grunting and growling as such. The portal to his dimension opened and he began to walk through with her. "Now, we go home!" he hissed as the world she knew faded away and his became real. Thus far, it was a cavernous area with twin rivers of lava on the right and left sides of the room. On the floor were various women dressed in shredded clothing from different time periods. Flappers girls, hippie women, you name it. They seemed to become alert as he arrived, moaning loudly as he carried his latest sacrifice to a massive stone plateau. He laid her down on its stone surface and picked up his pace, all the while his previous sacrifices all watched, seemingly enjoying the sight.
 
Amy suddenly felt an energy take over her body, invigorating her, as he assaulted her small body. Knowing she would have likely been dead by now, she couldn't help but move on his cock, needing the feeling of him inside her, even thought the pain was great. Feeling his tail around her waist, keeping her on his cock as he walked them into his realm. She just focused on his cock, not wanting to know that she was basically going to hell, for a world that cared nothing about her. Hopefully it would be different here. Maybe she could prove herself useful here, as his slave.

Seeing the other women he had taken, she wondered what they had felt like, if they had felt the same way. She didn't care that they seen their master taking her virginity. All she cared about right now, was having her new Master's cock deep in her, using her body. She wanted to please him, to make him happy. But as she felt his cock exploring her inside, she moaned, arching her back while on his cock, trying to get him all the way in, even if it meant certain death. Hearing his animistic grunts and groans, she moaned herself, knowing that at least he was getting some pleasure form her. "Welcome home Master." She said, as she looked up, and saw the hellish looking scene in front of her, the lave rivers on either side of them. "Welcome home.." She trailed off, not able to finish the sentence yet. Not until she felt like it was home.

Right now, she still felt like some demons fuck toy. Until she felt like a slave, servant, whatever she was meant to be, she couldn't feel like she was truly home.
 
Makant laughed evilly as Amy began to writhe along his massive cock as it pumped into her harder and faster. She seemed to become more receptive to his body as they ventured further into his home, her native world finally sealed off. She seemed to accept her role as his sex slave. All the women he ravaged ended up this way. Especially when they realized what kind of magnitude the influence of his dimension would have on them. As he laid her on the rock, his dick began thrusting harder and faster into her tight body and he rotated his hips wider and wider, applying a great deal of pressure to her.

The other women crawled toward them, moaning and writhing. A few girls began to rub their bodies along his armor-clad legs, not caring if he felt them or not. They just wanted to be close while he continued to fuck the new, beautiful addition to his collection. If Amy paid attention, she would notice the women were all young and healthy looking, despite the decades of difference between them. They were all eighteen years old and looked happy. The girls were now surrounding the large stone bed as Amy welcomed Makant home. He reached down with his massive, clawed hands and began to roughly caress her perfect breasts, pushing them together and rotating them before pulling back to pinch and twist her nipples. He grinned as he heard her voice gasping at him then let his unusually long tongue slip from his mouth into hers, slithering down into her throat. It then retracted and cackled.

"You will remain here forever with the rest of my harem! You will not age, will not die. You all live to serve me and endure my sexual appetites for eternity!"

The girls all moaned in response to his words before one turned her attention to Amy. This girl was wearing a school-girl uniform that had been torn to shreds. She had a big smile on her face as she looked at the scene. "He makes it sound scarier than it is. You'll love it here," she reassured the new woman.
 
Having left her world completly behind, on the dick of Makant, she felt herself open up more to him. When he set her on the rock, to fuck her mercilessely, she felt the pressure on her, but it didn't hurt or tear her apart like it should have. Instead, it felt like he was trying to stir her insides up with his dick. Moaning at the feeling, she arched her back, the full grip of this reality coming to her, and she noticed the other girls there that he had taken. They looked just as young as her, and eager to serve him.

Seeing as they rubbed againsst his armor, she knew that she had the best seat in the house right now. Feeling his clawed hands on her tits, she moaned and arched up into his hands again. Feeling his tongue snake into her mouth, she felt it going down her throat. Even that felt good. He must have to be the deamon god of sex, because for her first time, she was enjoying every minute of it.

"Yes Makant, I live only to serve you!" She said, as she watched him, his massive dick making her stomach stretch a bit. Now that he took her virginity, the only thing left was for him to mark her with his cum.
 
Makant felt his muscles began to tense as he continued to piston in and out and swirl around inside Amy's tight young body. He continued to roughly fondle her ample breasts, his claws lightly scraping at her creamy flesh. He grinned at the other women that seemed both excited at the new arrival and jealous at the same time. The groped and licked at his body, practically begging for him to give them attention as well. He enjoyed having his own harem and pleasuring himself with many of them at once, but he also liked watching them aching to feel him fill them up again. Besides, this was his new additions first time, he needed to be sure he gave his complete, carnal attention to her for now.

He felt his climax drawing near, his already massive cock beginning to swell in anticipation. He grit his massive fangs, grunting and roaring while he thrust more and more.

"Good, good! Accept your role, my slave. I will take you when I please and you will obey my every command! And now..." he grunted before throwing his head back and roaring "Now you will have my seed!"

Finally, he let his cock erupt, his hot, sticky seed blasting into her body, coating every inch of her inner walls with his cum. He shot load after load before pulling out. He seized his shaft with his large hand and continued to pump along it at an intense pace, splashing more of his seed onto her stomach. Once he was finally spent, he growled and eyed her body with a devious grin on his face.

"Now, my cum has marked you as my property. You now officially live in my dimension and will service me with the other women. Now rest, you will need it when I take you again."
 
((Sorry it's taken so long, I'm back and good to go.))

Amy gasped, feeling him release his hot seed inside of her pussy, soating every inch of her walls. "Oh, Makant, yes please fill me up!" She moaned, as she actually liked the feeling of him inside her, and his cum in her as well. Arching her back, she took as much of his cum as allowed, then watched as he pulled out and stroked his cock some, finally releasing more cum onto her stomach. Panting, she nodded at his words. "Yes Mankant, I am yours now." She repeated, totally spent from the feelings of having her virginity taken by the demon.

Coming to the relization that this was now her home, she looked around, and saw the the other women, she walked over to them, now a part of the harem that Mankant had put together. Not knowing if they would accept her right away, Amy found a quite spot close to them, curled up and watched them until she felt sleep coming over her.
 
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