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Defeated by Demons (Kaybee and Silverknight)

Kaybee

Supernova
Joined
Oct 12, 2011
Location
Canada
The castle loomed over the landscape, a shrouded outline of menacing stone in the midst of the swirling unnatural mist surrounding it. Tendrils of that dark fog stretched to every corner of this small and once-thriving kingdom now, twisting that which it did not kill outright into dark and demonic shapes, vicious creatures that hunted in the night. But the lion's share of the eerie presence curled around the castle where its creator resided like some guardian beast, assuming that creator had not succumbed to his own creation as the rest of this land had.

They were three, those that had braved the mists and the terrors that lurked within to arrive here, a stone's throw from the castle gate...

Lunamaria, a paladin of the Silverswords order and de-facto leader of the group, as well as the only reason they had made it through the mists at all. A short but powerful woman with dark brown hair and a smattering of freckles visible across her nose on those rare occasions where her helmet was removed. Her connection to the light was strong enough to push back the darkness and discomfit the creatures it spawned through little more than her presence alone, and she was a capable fighter as well, blessed with both skill and speed.

Raime, an ex-thief turned to more legitimate work as a spy for the neighbouring kingdom of Trest. She had offered her services when Luna had come through seeking aid in her venture to push back and vanquish the darkness that then was largely rumour and hearsay among court. A taller woman for all that she was actually younger than the paladin, with slightly pointed ears and angular features that suggested an elven ancestor some generations past as well as brilliant red hair in a long mane. Her skills in gathering information were less useful, but those more practical skills of lock picking, sneaking, and the occasional unfortunate necessity of quiet killing were all very much assets to such an endeavour.

Last but not least was Anna, a practical traveling wizard who had joined out of a desire to study the mists and their effects. Lunamaria had been suspicious of her for some time after her joining the group but after repeated assurance that she intended to use whatever she learned to destroy the mist and to ensure that others could destroy it should some Mage attempt to re-create this in the future. She of average height, with less muscle than either of the other two members of the group, instead with soft skin and bountiful curves that couldn't help but show even through the robes she typically wore to cover herself. Her hair was short and brown and her features were soft, though her eyes were watchful and calculating, betraying her considerable intelligence with a glance.

Steadily, this trio ventured down and advanced on the castle gate, watchful for any guards that might emerge...
 
The castle was a great and powerful structure standing up over the whole of the land, the dark plans around it covered in a black mist. The mist was changing the people who lived in the area around the castle from normal to demonic creatures who were a odd green color, weak with some human look to them. They were not that big, but they were not going to bother anyone else they were bothered, as they wondered around willing to take any order that the great wizard of the castle would give to them at any moment. The castle itself was large two stories tall with a stone wall around it. The castle looked ancient and powerful, something that was there to put fear in the eyes of anyone who was looking upon it. Then it was also a wicked building with thrones and horns in the building as well the strange green human like creatures.

At the gate a creature was waiting, an orc, a green large powerful creature who stood a good foot taller then the average person. He was built like a mountain, stronger then any human could think of becoming, but he also wore charm looking things on his wrist that were strange and glowed random colors. The orc was wearing only a loin cloth, his strong muscles. He looked at the creatures the females in front of him, the green orc rose its large arm and held a large battle ax in his other arm, with chains wrapped around that arm. He grunted as he slammed the earth cutting the ground, splitting the ground as it ran towards the three women who were gathered in front of himself. "No Pass, You Die," he said in very broken human. He prepared to attack the group unafraid of them, as he whistled, the green human's that were far smaller and weaker then him started to attack the females as well.
 
Anna raised her hand as the hulking beast charged them, arcane force springing from her fingertips. It lanced forwards, then -with the sort of unerring speed and precision only magic could produce- turned sharply, lashing in a curling motion that slammed into the orc and his smaller followers from the side rather than head on, hurling them all out of the way. The party hurried forwards in that space left behind, but even as they gained the entrance of the castle Raime took a look back and managed to shout a warning. "They're getting up again!"

They turned as one, but Anna took a step forwards from the other two, out from behind the solid protection of Luna's presence. "Go." A single word, commanding with it's force. She was confident she could hold the orcs at bay at the very least -for she had many spells in her arsenal besides simple force- and really all she would need would be to hold them for long enough that the others could destroy the source.

For her part though -perhaps due in some way to ego- she believed she should be able to kill them, or at least deal with them without trouble...

"Go on. I'll hold them off!" Her fingertips crackled with arcane energy as she summoned her power fully, ready to fight. For a moment, Luna and Raime hesitated, but then, wordlessly, the paladin turned and hurried on into the castle, the rogue following behind her...
 
The orcs moved around as they watched Anna, they were going to be trouble for the fact that this battle would not be a battle of strength or power, Anna could be stronger then everyone of the group of them. Yet, that was not going to determine who won and who lost this battle. The orcs were nothing but cattle fodder as the fact was, there were so many orcs that were being thrown at the mage. The question was not who would win and who would die, not in the least, but if the mage would have enough energy to last and kill off each of the orcs as they came at her. The orcs were not bigger then the first, and maybe not a smart as the first of them either.

The orcs and the little minions that went with them however came up one at a time moving towards her with even weapons, being thrown in for the point of wearing out the heroes and this case the mage. If the mage would run out of energy for the hundred or so orcs that would come at her in a orderly fashion and the thousand or so little minions as well. The minions were after the mage, they had there thoughts shaped by the wizard who had put in the commands when he had found out the group of three were going to come at them a week before, and were programmed for this moment.
 
A handful of orcs, even squadrons of them, it should have been easy, but as Anna saw the hundreds of green figures come pouring for path from the mists on either side she realized that she could very well be overwhelmed here.

Almost immediately she back up onto the bridge, flames pouring form to create a wall that blocked it's end off yet despite that they came. The smaller ones died but the bigger ones simply leapt through the curtain of flame and kept coming at her, into the crackle and hiss of deadly magic she unleashed at their charging forms. One after another they kept coming, and as the wall of fire began to flicker and fade away the smaller ones came too, an unending wave of Orcish flesh bearing down on her. Single target spells became massive out of necessity, waves of flame, sheets of ice, clouds of poisonous gases, she summoned everything at her disposal, and yet those spells were taxing and her strength was waning. While she could still hold against a few with her last few spells, magic missiles and scorching rays, there were far more than a mere few, and the bridge was wide enough that step by step they gained on her until finally, with a desperate shriek of fear, one massive Orcish hand seized her wrist, cutting off her spell casting and then yanking the Mage into the crowd...

Behind them, Luna and Raime heard a scream echo up through the halls, and knew that they could not turn back. Anna had bought them time with what the two of them presumed to be her life. It was up to them to make everything they could of it...
 
The hands of the orcs grabbed Anna as they pulled her towards the center of the group, smaller hands would reach out grabbing her ripping, tearing her clothes asunder as they could get their hands on. The larger orcs however worked to dominate the girl working to force the smaller ones away as they moved around her battling for the chance for her as a prize in some cases. The weaker would move in, looking for chances to get close to Anna, they would move in and press their dirty hands against her body, Moving their hands over her every part groping what they could touch as they would then be driven off, as the fight for who would get a turn with her went on. Slowly those who lost would drive out the weaker, creatures becoming more agressive touching her and feeling her up in nearly endless fashions.

Luna and Raime would come to a room, that was by its nature a puzzle a room that had traps all along it, endless, that would take them time to figure out, the rogue most likely leading and figuring the traps out with the help of the paladin. The traps were not impossible, all but one where, and this was the door, one person would have to hold the door open from one side to get the other other person thought he door. meaning that the person who opened and held open the door would be stuck in the room. They would have the task of figuring a way out of the temple, and getting free of the place. As they worked they were of course being watched for the moment that this took place so that the rogue could be caught alone away from their friend.
 
Anna struggled as she was pulled towards the center of the group but against so many grasping, groping, searching hands even Luna would have found it difficult to regain an advantage, and the mage had nowhere near the strength or expertise in such matters her paladin compatriot possessed. A kaleidoscope of orcish flesh surrounded her, endless hands groping, teasing, some snatched away quickly, others latching on firmly, every last one taking of her body as it wished for she could do practically nothing to repel them. The lust in those touches became quickly apparent to the mage, and while she struggled all the harder as she realized that, it still was not enough, and slowly but surely physical responses were overriding disgust and disinterest in such corrupted evil beings as Anna realized that the constant touches were starting to turn her on ever so slightly and the orcs now towered over her, the largest and strongest of them having driven away the others...

The first trap to spring caught Lunamaria full on, a hail of arrows rattling off her armour and shield as she crouched reflexively to avoid the brunt of the assault. After that, Raime led the way. It was painfully slow going, disabling device after mechanism after sigil, slowly removing them one by one until only the door remained. Luna sighed as they realized the trap itself, a one-way lock, the other traps had been easy to disarm or evade one by one but this was something else. It could be disarmed, but that would take time, and so, Raime volunteered to stand against it. "Luna... Go."

There was only one way, and they both knew it. With luck Raime would make it through before the orcs made it up here or Luna would defeat the Wizard before that became the case. One way or another she needed to go on, alone.

"Good luck..." Spoken mutually, for they might both need it.
 
The small little green creatures were driven off first as they had no real shot and honestly they had been able to enjoy touching her but they knew that was all they were going to get from this event. Then the smaller of the orcs left these ones were never also had a chance, and then the medium sized ones left leaving the largest fighting and then the strongest of them was left with her, the others having left her alone for him to claim. He towered over he body on the ground naked before the group of them. Its hands pressed over her body, groping it like the ones before, showing its dominance in doing so. Its member larger than any other man rubbed up and down her womanhood sliding along her as he remained over her at least for that moment.

On the roof the wizard sat, his robes long as he was in a chant the ground right below himself turning a dark black color as it seemed to glow for a moment before the color happened to fade from the ground under himself. He stood up and looked at the paladin before himself, he had a feeling this would happen, he had foreseen it in his visions. He smirked as he looked at this female. "What a foolish move bringing yourself to this spot was the worse choice you could make, adding to my numbers, your teammates will only become enemies of what is left of humanity," he proclaimed to her as she came to the roof.

Raime would see something raise from the ground, the creature was larger then a human a dark color with little sprouts on his arms, as it looked at her it only had eyes and a nose, no mouth at all. It moved towards her before raising its arm, the sprouts on its arm shot forward towards the rogue, they were rope like tentacles that were aimed at the rouge. It had been summoned by the wizard, its job was simple to subdue this female and to ruin her and corrupt her completely. It would follow its goal, as singular thought of victory the only thing in its mind as the tentacle moved towards her.
 
And then there was one...

A single hulking specimen of an orc, towering over the mage as it took her in both of its massive hands. Anna kicked at him once, twice, then his grip took her thighs and forced her legs apart, leaving her all but unprotected as it ground its inhuman cock against her snatch through the single thin fabric layer of her panties. It made her gasp despite herself, having that throbbing hardened heat pressed between her legs and grinding against her, forcing more and more arousal from her unwilling body, dampening her undergarments and making her nipples stand out through what was left of her robe. She grit her teeth, biting back a pleasured noise from deep within, telling herself to hold out, to last long enough, surely the others must be close...

Luna was, but Raime was nowhere near, caught in a snare of another design just as she figured out the mechanism to the trick door. The tentacles wrapped about her as she moved to sever the trap, and though she managed to cut the cord that held the whole mechanism together, they pulled her away an instant later. The door hung open, mocking her as she struggled against the grip of the many twining limbs that had enwrapped her body, a final desperate scream as she was pulled back and away. "No!"

And last, there was Luna. She stood opposite the wizard and drew her blade as he spoke, walking forwards with firm determined steps, dismissing his taunting with a contemptuous toss of her hair. "You end here." She informed him, confidence in her voice, and -seeing nothing to stop her- raised sword and shield to charge.
 
The orc looked down, its green eyes focused on Anna, its strong hands pressing against her skin leaving marks from the natural force of the creature. It let its hand move between her legs and ripped off her underwear as he then tossed them aside so that she would be open for him to act against. The large creature didn't seem to mind what was or wasn't happening in the mind of the mage. It pressed its massive tool into her raising her waist up in the air as it pressed in with the first thrust. It was power, it was domination and it was using all of that against this mage. It was a naturally corrupting power or that was what those who fell to it might of said if they could say anything at all.

The cord like tentacles grew back from where they were cut, they grew back in greater number too as they reached out and grabbed the rogue, the tentacles had a rope light feel, as they grabbed the woman, they worked to wrap around her body at any point they could and small little bits of slime came out like water comes out of a sponge. The green liquid would have a warming effect upon the target, but also would not work well with fabric as they would destroy the fabric that they touched. The rope tentacles would drag the rogue backwards towards the massive creature where the tentacles were coming from at the start. The creature watched on with no emotion as it dragged the rogue towards it.

The mage was an illusion at that moment the hit was perfect and would of killed him had it been him. He smiled as many versions of him appeared all but one of them false. "Now now, things don't go that easy for you hero," he commented as he looked at her and then smiled as he brought up two screens that showed what was happening to her comrades at that moment. He wanted to see what her reaction to everything would be. The defeat of her friends and what was happening had to hit her hard.
 
It was pure dominance, blanking Anna's mind for a moment as that cock split her wide open, piercing into her very core with its length and spreading her inner walls to their limits with its girth. And yet, as she blinked spots away from her eyes and failed to restrain a low moan, the mage could sense something else behind it, dark power that burned in the creature's very self. The same mist that had transformed it into this hulking beast had become a part of it somehow, but while she caught this information, she could do nothing about it as another thrust blanked her mind again, and another, making it almost impossible to focus on anything but the one terrible realization. the mist was inside her, seeping into her now in the most intimate way possible. "N-nooooo~" She managed to cry out, but even that came out as a moan, unble to help the perverse dark pleasure that was rising within her...

Raime struggled in the grip of the creature, not realizing what it was doing to her clothes until the strap of her leather breastplate snapped suddenly, leaving it dangling from her body and leaving only a thin undershirt to protect her. "N-no! What are you-!" She whipped a blade around but by now one wrist was caught and as she lashed out this time it caught her other wrist too, leaving her to struggle fruitlessly as she was dragged inexorably backwards! "Damnit! Damn you!" Slowly but surely she was losing the fight. "Luna! Please! Hurry!"

It was that last cry that snapped the paladin from the sight of Anna's rape. Raime's situation hadn't been bad enough to draw the eye as hers had but as she shouted, that was the impetus the paladin needed to snap out of her uncertainty. She slammed one foot down on the ground, shouting a spell that consecrated the area around her with holy fire, intending to burn the images away and reveal the sorcerer so that she could attack. "You monster! Stop hiding and face me coward!"
 
The darkness was natural for the orcs to carry, they had had their way with many women and transformed them into low level creatures most of the time, the female dark orcs turning humans into the green creatures that she had battled along with the orcs. This orc acted by its very desire and nature to corrupt, the corruption of the creature mattered on the power of the creature in the first place. The more powerful the more dark the female would become with the corruption. The orc was a pawn with no real mind of its own, but its aims were that of its master the wizard who controlled the whole dark mist while part of it himself as well. The orc pressed himself deeper and deeper into her as it grew more frantic with its own actions taking this mage and working to corrupt her.

The tentacles worked against her, and each time they were cut down they would regrow back and attack again, like a endless sea moving against her body pressing against her body working to drag her towards it. The creature like the orc was powerful with girth and size beyond that of a human. The robes themselves rubbing against her womanhood back and forth as many robes pressed against her. others would wrap around her breasts squeezing them pressing into her skin enough to easily leave marks on her skin through her clothes. The ropes would angle her picking her and spreading her legs as it would guide her towards its member acting seemingly as a hive mind of their own will.

The mage appeared the other versions of himself gone. he stood in front of her a food every one was an illusion. He smiled as he reached his hands out pulling the fire into them as the corruption of her friends was still being shown to her. he reached out and then fried off a shot of the gathered fire in her finger tips at her. He didn't have to win, as when her friend would turn on her, that would be the doom of this paladin, it would be a glorious final victory at that.
 
While the cock pushed and pulled inside her, withdrawing after every thrust, it was leaving something behind, compounding pleasure within, literally pumping darkness into her very soul. Anna could feel it rising in time with her orgasm, subsuming thought with carnal instinct, making her buck back against the savage creature's thrusts, rock her hips whorishly as she moaned, no longer able or wanting to hold back her pleasured voice. I have to get free... I have to stop... I have to help... She blinked, eyes glazing with pleasure as the shadow crept up and infiltrated her mind. I have to help... Her? The image that floated there before her was the wizard though, and while some part of her said that was wrong, the cock hammering her cunt open sent pleasure at the thought, assuring her that it was right. I have to help him... But... I have to... Luna's face danced before her now, slightly twisted, flickering between a smile and terrifying anger, a vision of the fury as she confronted the wizard on the battlements. I have to stop her... She shivered with pleasure at that, back arching as her orgasm crested. I have to help him and stop her! I have to! Luna's face floated before her again, seeing through the scrying that watched her as her eyes began to smoke with dark power, her body warping as the wizard saw fit now that her mind was succumbing to his desires. "I have to... Stop... you..." She breathed, raising her hands as though to cast through the scrying itself, staring through it and into Luna's eyes...

So many tentacles, writhing and coiling against her, making her pant and even moan with every moment. They were rough to be sure, gripping tightly, but the physical abuse was simply not present, and that left so much more space for pleasure to seep through as they toyed with her, pulling and prodding as they brought her to the position desired and pulled her back to impale her on the thick cock that lay at their centre. The first inch entered her and still she resisted, screaming at the slight pain of it's entrance... The second, and her eyes had gone slightly distant, her screams becoming cries that blurred the line between agony and pleasure. The third inch, and she choked on her spittle, gasping as she tried tor reconcile what she was feeling with the predicament she was in. Another inch, and another, a sensation like her sanity and ability slowly oozing out her ears as the massive cock took it's place, dominating her entire world.

And between their images, Luna reeled as the flames struck her out of nowhere, making her believe just for that faintest moment that her own magic had been perverted and tainted just as her friends were. A moment's weakness, an instant of failure, of belief that she had lost this battle already, and the moment she believed it true, the wizard had the chance to make it so...
 
The orc had came during her own orgasm, as it did, it moved out of the way, the power from the dark witch scared even this most powerful creature, to know its own place it moved off of her, leaving her to go to the wizard to do what she would, their little fight was finished, and its work of corrupting her was done with, as it headed back to the great tower which it has came from in the first place.

The tentacles played with the rogue, as they controlled her as the creature seemed to stay still other then a grunt or basic sound that would come from it. The tentacles would force the poor rogue down another two inches on its hard thick member. The darkness began to flow off of it just like the orc, as it aimed to corrupt the rogue, the rogue would have to be corrupted if she would survive all the inches, the only creature who could would be the deadly and highly sexual succubus, that was the assignment of the creature by the mage to turn the rogue into a soul stealing demon, who would work as his personal assassin for any might cause problems.

The moment was at hand, the wizard attacked using his staff to try to trip up the paladin, to knock her off balance and to knock her on the ground separating her from her own weapons idealy. It would then raise up a powerful magic and fire it at her, this magic would not harm her, but cause her libido to increase massively. She was a paladin, he guessed that staying pure was a big part of her powers. He would work to destroy her armor to give himself access to her body behind that layer of steal and leather. To defeat this woman would be similar then to defeat all humans. He knew she was the best defender and to turn her humanity would have zero chance in the future.He knew the succubus and the witch would want to help when they were switched over to his side on corrupting their former leader.
 
Anna lay there for a moment, panting as dark cum trickled down her thighs and the orc pulled himself out of her. Her eyes stared off into space, their sky blue turned to a wicked dusky purple shade as she focused and slowly pushed herself to her feet. Her robes were in tatters around her and cum leaked from her well-fucked cunt as she regarded the castle. Her magic -previously depleted- was totally replenished by the wellspring of dark power that had been pumped into her and she took a moment to snap her fingers, the tattered cloth that had been her robes re-working itself into something more suited to her new role. Another snap, and magic pulsed around her, and she pushed off the ground, flying up towards the battlements where the paladin and wizard now clashed...

It was her own survival instinct that doomed Raime as she struggled with her impalement atop the thick cock at the centre of the tentacles. It was too big for her body to take, too big for her to survive it's entirety unless she accepted the power offered to her and even though she did not want to accept, when morality warred with survival, survival was what won out. Bit by bit, she began to change, her skin turning a darker bronze color, horns curling back from her brow, a spaded tail emerging fromt he base of her spine as inch after inch slid into her cunt. She was moaning freely now, all pain gone as pleasure took over, magic twisting her body into a new demonic form that coupled newfound power and strength with limitless sexual capabilities. There was no mental struggle, simply blankness as her conscious mind went under thanks to the pleasure of the coupling, but when she resurfaced she would know to seek out her master and see what he wanted of her...

Finally, atop the battlements Luna's lack of surety served wel enough to allow the wizard to sweep her legs from under her. She fell with a clatter of metal, and though she tried to roll to her feet, her shield was lost in the process and as she tried to rise she found herself sent sprawling by a blast of arcane force that singed her armor and broke several key straps and buckles. Again and again she tried to rise and each time she was beaten down, until her armor was beginning to fall off her body and her sword fell by the wayside, knocked from her grip. Her movements were growing shaky as arousal pulsed inside her, but still she tried, weakly punching at him as she closed, though her other hand was wandering between her legs as she moved, making her every step awkward as she dug her fingers into her pussy, sinking to her knees as she desperately sought to alleviate the burning heat inside her...
 
The massive tentacle monster moved the rogue up and down as he picked up the pace, before he felt its decently quick trigger, the creature fire off a lot of seed into the rogue, but with the new form this would be nothing to the rogue who was now a master over sex and everything that would be connected to it naturally as a succubus. The creature fell down the soul of it gone, in the act of cardinal lust, but that was the point of the action, he had no point beyond this moment and he wouldn't be needed in the future either. The call to aid her new master would only grow stronger now that the first event for her happened to over with and done with completely.

He laughed, the wizard smirked looking at her as he walked up to her, she was his greatest threat, the one who could defeat him, but honestly he was not worried no in the least, he pushed her back on her back to the grown as he let her touch herself a bit more as he lowered his own pants. He looked up to see Anna and smiled looking at her, "Now you are here, I want you to let your former friend enjoy you and tease you, force her to eat you out," he told her with a serious tone as he grabbed her legs and pulled them around his waist his hard member rubbing against her womanhood teasing her as he did so. "When your other friend returns all the players will be here to turn you into my new demonic queen, little paladin," he told her calmly knowing that she at least could hear him still.
 
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