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Underworld Lord (Alpha and Kiandra)

AlphaZero

Dracula's not an Avenger? That lying fuck!
Joined
Aug 4, 2013
The daily drudgery had come to an end for another week. For the next couple of days Mike could pretend his life was more enjoyable than it really was. The headphones nestled over his ears filtered the rumbeling of the bus's engine to nothing more the a muttered against the wailing of electric guitars. Without looking up from his book Mike tugged the stop cord and once the bus had settled down he stepped off into the street.

At 28 Mike Hoffman was a fairly unremarkable guy, a head of brown hair shaved close down to his head, dark blue eyes that looked out from behind a pair of narrow, rectangular glasses and a thin build that no one paid much attention to. The only real thing that made him to distinct was that he surpassed six feet by a few inches, but he normally switched so it was hard to tell. His attire was what one would expect from a lowly IT worker, khakis and a button down shirt, his usual work shoes he kept in his desk and wore sneakers when traveling back and forth.


He ducked down an alleyway next to a hair salon and let himself into the door at the end of it before mounting the stairs slowly to the apartment on the floor and letting himself in to the cramped, one bedroom unit, the front door opening right into the kitchen. His cat met him at the door, affectionately shouldering checking him in the thigh before wondering over to his food dish.

Mike dropped his bag by the door and dragged himself across the living room, snapping on the bedroom light and moving inwards.
 
Burning red eyes met his from the female sitting on the edge of his bed. A sexy woman sat waiting for him, but she looked so... otherworldly...

Her skin glowed, caramel tanned skin. Her face was beautiful, but scary at how beautiful it really was. Ruby red eyes glittered underneath black elegant eyebrows, surrounded by sooty black eyelashes that other women would kill for. Her skin was flawless, except for the triple barbed wire tattoo around her upper left arm. Her curvy body was wrapped in a reddish purple strapless mini dress, that bared her cleavage and only reached her upper thigh. Her long legs seemed to go on for miles, and they ended in a pair of black stilettos. Long black hair with purple and red highlights reached down to her lower back. It was straight, and pulled up into a genie ponytail, high on the back of her head.

"Good evening Mike Hoffman." Her voice was low and sultry as she looked at him. Her pouty red lips curved up into a smirk at his reaction.

Serafina wasn't an ordinary human. At 142, she only looked 24. She was a high level demon, a succubus of highest caliber. She was the favorite of the UnderLord, his bodyguard, at least she was. After so many years of being in the top spot, now, she didn't know what was going to happen. Damian's last request was to find his son and only heir. So here she was, although he looked so... normal. So frail and human... She looked him over and wondered if his looks would change after he entered the Underworld. She only looked human on earth, and she looked very different down in her world. She glanced him over once more and sneered, thinking of how her girls would react to his... humanness...
 
The sight of the woman perched on the edge of his bed drew a multitude of feelings washed over him.

Lust.

Confusion.

Lust.

Surprise.

Lust. More lust.

The woman whoever she was looked like she had just stepped out of pron movie, or some other kind of magazine that routinely published images of gorgeous women. He was having trouble thinking clearly at that moment, something about this woman was muddling with his brain. He could swear he had seen her somewhere before, might have been the pron movie he watched the night before. Which lead him to a single conclusion.

Mike removed his glasses and turned his head to one side, slamming it firmly against the door frame with enough force to rattle his brain and leave him feeling dizzy. "Uh...ok...not dreaming..." he murmured, turning his attention back towards the woman.

"So, uh, you mind explaining to me who you are and what you're doing in my bed room? and maybe tell me who let you in here to begin with? I doubt my cat figured out how to unlock the door wile I was at work."
 
One elegant eyebrow rose as he slammed his head into the doorway. He didn't seem to be a person who enjoyed pain... maybe she had misjudged him? Either way, he was coming with her.
"Mike, how much do you know about your parents? Specifically your father."
Her voice was sultry, bringing to mind long nights, silky sheets, and sweaty bodies entwined. She looked down, as his cat entered the room and smiled. With a single click of her fingers, the cat jumped into her arms and curled up within them. A smirk played upon her lips at the cat's reaction.
"No, your cat did not open the door. But it seems to me, this cat is very intelligent." Serafina looked back up at the man and said, "We have alot of catching up to do..."
 
"Well, Roger likes anyone who pays attention to him so he's really not THAT smart."

Mike shifted uncomfortably, suddenly feeling an erection starting to form. Whoever the hell this woman was she was having an effect on him that we wasn't sure if he liked or not, "I never met my old man, and my mom never talked about him. And I have NO idea how you and I could have ANY kind of catching up to do. You haven't even told me who you are, so maybe you should start explaining who you are and why you're in my apartment before I call the cops."
 
"You won't call the cops. They can't know about this, lest others find out. You, Mike Hoffman, are the son and only heir to Damian, the third UnderLord. In other words, you are not human, you are a demon. Well half, your father seemed to find human women appealing... for some godforsaken reason. Which is ironic, since we ourselves are godforsaken. You and... Roger, will be coming down with me." She spoke with complete confidence as she looked at him, seated on the end of his bed, his cat in her arms.

"And catching up, is indeed what we must do. I've known you since you were born. Your father was weak in that he allowed you to be raised in the human world. In the Underworld, you would have been treated like a prince. Hades wants your return, and you do not deny Hades anything, unless you wish for true pain. Now then, any more inane questions, or are we ready to go?" She finally stood, her hip cocked to one side as she held Roger in one hand and outstretched her other to him, pulsing her power through the room towards him to seduce him into touching her.

Once he did, there would be no turning back.
 
Part of Mike scoffed at her claims. Mortals, demons, Hades, the underworld. The whole thing sounded preposterous, like something out of a shitty comic book or video game.

But there was something unnatural about this woman. And he was finding it hard not to rip off his clothes and press up against her. Feel her warmth, taste her Carmel skin. But at the same time a primal fear worked its way up his spine and looking into those red eyes he felt as iff he was staring into the eyes of a hungry shark.

He swallowed hard. Focusing on the overly affectionate ball of black fluff the woman held in one hand and took a hesitant step forward, resting his hand on hers, feeling an almost un natural warmth comming off her.
 
"Good choice. Hold on tight..." Her hand clasped his strongly as they were suddenly in a vortex of spinning lights. A sensation, not unlike that of riding up to the very tip top of a roller coaster and looking down on the other side seemed to emanate from the bottom of his stomach. As suddenly as it began, it stopped and silence descended upon them.

The two stood in front of four black pillars, two on each side of a gaping maw into darkness. Each pillar was at least 50 feet tall, if not more. Within the black stone, gruesome and twisted skeletons reached out, seeking freedom. The darkness here seemed complete, although it wasn't without light. Two large stands held basins, each filled with ghostly white and blue flames. They lit the inky blackness, but created large shadows for creatures to hide in.

A deep growl pierced the silence, and six glowing red eyes appeared. Serafina smiled and clicked her tongue. The growling subsided, but the eyes came closer. Three large heads, appeared, each one with a menacing grin on their muzzles. "Hello Cerberus. Have you been a good boy?" Serafina asked as they bowed their heads to her before turning to look at Mike. They sniffed him all over, grumbling at his obvious human scent. "Leave him alone boy. He isn't a snack." The wolf like creature grumbled again before retreating into his cave.

Serafina turned to Mike and said, "Welcome home lord." She led him deeper into the pitch black.
 
The bottom of his stomach dropped out and Mike found himself on his knees dumping his lunch onto the polished black stone floor. He took a deep, shuttering breath and tried to speak only to be over come by another wave of nausea and throw up another load of lunch onto the floor.

When the massive dog....thing came sniffing around him Mike al but leapt back to his feet, pressing his back against one of the pillars before quickly recoiling when he felt skeletal hands reaching out for him. He could feel more eyes on him from the shadows, watching and laughing silently at him as he staggered after the woman.

He wanted to ask her where the hell they where, but that almost seemed like a moot point. The creeping shadows, the beastly dog. Well, he had to admit hell could be a lot worse than it seemed so far. At least they weren't playing Nickleback.

At least not yet.

"Are we going anywhere particular?" He wheeled, still trying to catch his breath, "or do you just plan on dragging me around here for eternity?"
 
"Well, we have to meet up with Hades first. He is the one who will explain most of your situation. Then, once he is done with you, I will take you to your home." Serafina didn't explain past that as a fireball appeared before them, lighting their way into the dark abyss.

A couple of minutes later, Serafina no longer looked the same. Don't get me wrong, she was still absolutely sexy as hell, but she had at least looked a bit human up above. That had completely changed. Her cheekbones were sharper, angled against a slight hollowing of her cheeks. Her red eyes glowed in the dark, her pupils no longer round, but a four point star. Her hair twisted and turned by itself, tendrils of it wrapping around large beads that signified her clan and family. She now had two thin horns growing out the top of her head, twisting up like spires. The horns were completely white, and they grew about half a foot before stopping. Her body was even sexier, large breasts hardly held in by the mini dress she still wore. They were round and... perfect! As if she had gone and gotten them done. Her ass was round and plump, and she had a tiny waist. Her skin had an inner glow that made her look otherworldly, or underworldly in other words.

"Come along, Hades doesn't like to be kept waiting... when you meet him you will give him proper respect. I won't be going in with you, we had a bit of a falling out, so he's mad at me. He isn't to be joked with. He might give you a different name, that all depends on if you decide on one or not. Hmmm... I think that's it. Oh, your appearance may or may not change, it all depends on how strong your demonic blood is within you."

Serafina came to a large double door, with two skeletal guards standing at attention. "Be a dear and open the door for him Kadresh. Hades is waiting for him."
One of the guards, Kadresh, opened the door on the left and looked down at Mike. "Enter puny human, and meet your king." His voice was an echo of power. Serafina rolled her eyes at Kadresh and motioned with her head for Mike to head in.

(I shall leave the meeting with Hades up to you.)
 
Mike felt raw, tired, confused. When he was ushered through the doors he wasn't sure what to expect out of Hades. A broad shouldered man in a neatly cut black suit with red pin strips sitting behind a broad mohagany desk was the last thing he expected. The King of the Underworld ran a manicured hand over slicked back jet black hair that was tied into a pony tail that ended at his shoulders.

His gaze met Mike's, eyes black as coal caused the young man to shift uneasily.

"Michael, please, take a seat." Hades rumbled in a deep baratone.

Mike didn't need further invitation and fell into one of the plush leather chairs, feeling the last of his energy slip away. He was offered a cigar which he politely refused and Hades took one from himself, lighting it with a snap of his fingers before settling on the edge of the desk and crossing his arms over his chest.

Mike squirmed under the Kings black gaze, feeling more and more uneasy, wondering when he might wake up. Finally Hades spoke again, "I knew your father for a long time. A LLLLOOOOONG time. And there is no doubt in my mind you are his son. Nearly three decades amoung mortals without the slightest influence from us hasn't let you see your true potential, but I am sure your concubines will be eager to help you with. You've never been with a woman before. They'll have fun with you." He smiled a smile that didnt touch his eyes, "I think I shall let you go for now. We can talk more once you have adjusted to things here."

With a wave of Hades hand Mike found himself standing back outside the doors to the office with his, what had Hades called her, his concubine.

But he had said 'They' did that mean there were more like her?

His shoulders sagged, "I need to lay the fuck down for awhile."
 
"Come then. I'll take you to your rooms." Serafina smiled at him, showing thin sharp canines before walking down the hall. The hallway had thin pillars with basins on them which lent a ghostly light to see by. The doors on each side had names etched into them.

The two finally came to a door with the name Damien etched into it. "That will change, when you are ready." Serafina said, turning to look at him with her unnerving gaze before turning back to the door. It had no door knob, like Hades' door had, but it did have a black orb set into the stone door. Serafina placed her hand on the orb, and explained quietly, "This is how we open our rooms. Our palms are the keys. The only person who can open all the doors is Hades. We'll key in your palm after you've rested. Come in."

The door swung open on silent hinges and Serafina stepped to the side to allow Mike in first. She followed quietly into the large suite. "Let me call the girls, they'll want to meet their new master." She whistled loudly while putting Roger down, and a door opened down a hallway to the left. Five girls looked out, before lining up and smiling at Mike seductively. Each one was a bombshell, curvy bodies, gorgeous eyes, long legs, and dressed in skimpy mini dresses.
"These are your girls. Each one is here for your pleasure. Need anything and they'll get it for you."
 
The small black cat padded across the tile floor before rubbing up against Mike's legs then sauntered off to explore his new surroundings, leaving his owner to stand flabbergasted at the women before him. This whole thing was getting more and more bizarre, he wasn't sure if it was better, but defiantly bizarre.

"When I left work tonight my plan had been go him, order a pizza and pass out in front of the TV watching porn." he muttered to himself, "So Hades said something about demonic influence and something 'bout the lot of you helping me awaken my real self. I think that's what he said anyways. Anyone know what he meant by that?"
 
"Pick your poison Mike." Serafana said as she walked around the other women, her hand slowly caressing up one arm, to the neck of another, to a shoulder, placing a light kiss on another throat. Her smirk on her lips as each woman smiled and let themselves be touched and worked over by their mistress. "Hades meant that your demonic nature will appear when you've had sex for the first time. Risha is a sweetheart, she loves making love for hours on end. Kyla is a submissive little doll. She'll be your slave and servant. Tanish is our bad girl. She'll do you up rough, I wouldn't recommend her on your first try." She paused then to place a kiss against the blonde's lips, slipping her tongue in an apologetic kiss. Tanish took control easily, her hand coming up to bury itself in her wavy hair and hold her there until she was done. "Calia likes it a little... kinky, even for us... She'll introduce you into a world of pleasure you've never even dreamed of. Yuna will tie you up and cause such pain, it'll be pleasurable for you. Its rough the first couple rounds, so she also isn't a good choice, aren't you doll?"
Serafina and Yuna shared a smirk as the two entwined their bodies before Yuna slid her hand down to Serafina's pussy. It slipped under her dress, and Yuna plunged three fingers into Serafina, with no preparation or warning, ripping a lust filled scream from Serafina. Yuna didn't stop until she had cum, a glowing white liquid gushing around her fingers. She pulled her fingers out and brought it up to their faces, and the two began in to lick Serafina's honey off Yuna's hand.

Once done Serafina turned her head to look at Mike again and said, "And there's me, I can turn a man on and make his pleasure last..."

She then walked up to him and around him, resting her head on his shoulder as she spoke in his ear.

"So what will it be Mike? Who do you want as your first?"
 
Overwhelming. This whole thing was a little overwhelming and Mike was starting to have trouble processing it all. He was skinny, hundred and twenty pound IT tech who had no luck with women and suddenly he was being told to take his pick from half a dozen gorgeous women.

He felt himself flush red from a mixture of embarrassment and arousal.

He swallowed hard, his heart pounding like a jack hammer and he fought back the urge to run off. Finally he made a decleration.

"You can decide amoung yourselves who its going to be. Once you do whoever it ends up being can take me where to lie the hell down for abit."
 
Serafina could tell then this was getting to him and so she motioned to Risha to step forward. She spoke quietly to the girls, not letting him hear her, "Risha, take him into his bedroom. Be soft with him, and don't expect too much. He probably won't last long with you, so don't expect your own pleasure, but make sure he relaxes."
"Yes madam. Don't worry about him, he's in capable hands."
As if she didn't know that, Serafina thought to herself dryly. Risha approached Mike and put her hand into his and slowly led him down the hallway to a large door. She placed his hand on the orb in the middle and whispered something strange, as the door swung open. Within was a simple room, dominated by a giant circular bed, with pure white sheets. Risha led him to the bed and pushed him to sit before stepping back and looking at him quietly, letting him make the first move.
 
His palms where sweaty and shaking. His heart pounding so hard in his chest he thought it would explode out of his chest.

Thin fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. He knew that much of what needed to be done.

"Um...look, I don't know what kind of people you're used to being with. But I've never done this before so do you think. Umm...take the lead."

Nervous hands finally got the shirt undone and he shrugged it off, underneath he was thin and pale.
 
Risha smiled and laid a gentle kiss on his lips, introducing some calm into him. "Relax Mike, you'll enjoy this, trust me." She pushed him back on the bed, and climbed up over him, removing his pants slowly. Her mini dress didn't hide the fact that she was completely naked underneath.

After she had removed his pants and underwear, leaving him completely naked underneath her, she sat up and unzipped the dress from her form. Her body was a work of art, curvy and lithe in all the right places. She placed her palm in the middle of his chest and slowly caressed down to his cock. She took it in hand and applied pressure to it while calling her magic to her hand to give him a boost.

Another reason why Serafina chose Risha, was because she was the easiest one to get off. Risha was almost always aroused, and so be hot juices actually dripped down on Mike's leg as she scootched down and took his cock into her hot wet mouth to get him a little harder.
 
Much like the rest of Mike's body his cock wasn't particularly impressive. It didnt take long before Risha's skilled mouth had him panting hard on the edge of orgasm.

"Oh...oh god..."He cries in a shrill voice as his hot load erupted from his clock. It wasn't a particularly large load, or even all that thick. But he came none the less feeling drained afterwards.
 
"Good. Now we can get to the good stuff..." Risha said before climbing up his body and kissing him on the mouth. She infused sexual energy into him, pushing it into his body as her hands caressed his chest. The only way this would work is if he came within her pussy, and she needed him hard again.

As such, she pushed more energy into him, a slight vortex forming within their mouths as her tongue played with his. Her left hand reached down and grasped his member, and as soon as he was hard again, she pressed down with her pussy, enveloping his cock with her tight hot pussy. She seated him deep inside her and was surprised herself when her pussy convulsed and she came around him, bathing his cock in warmth.
 
Mike hadn't had time to catch his breath before he had a tongue jammed down his throat wile he felt smooth soft hands exploring his chest.

He let out a mufflers groan of pleasure as Risha slid over top of him. His manhood enclosed in her warm tightness. That was all it took for him to cum again. Letting his load out inside her before falling into a sleep.

He wasn't sure how long he slept for but when he awoke he felt different. Like his body was a glove that was too big for a hand. Slowly Mike pushed himself from the bed onto legs that felt alien and detached and crossed the room to the full length mirror on one wall. He let out a gasp of surprise at the sight before him. The body he saw in the mirror was no long his own. Where there had once been skin and bone was now hard, rippling muscle, his hair which has been short and stringy was now fuller and tussled from sleep. His modest manhood had been replaced by a slab of meat, thick and veiny and in its limp state hung to his knees.

Was this was what Hades had meant by his true power?
 
Risha smiled down at him before removing herself from his bed and heading down the hall. "Serafina, we're done."
"Good. Is he okay?"
"Asleep mistress. I covered him and left him alone."
"And now we wait. Go ahead and get cleaned up Risha, you did quite well." Risha nodded and walked to the harem's shared room. Serafina stood and sent a quick note on a black sheet of paper to Hades, which disappeared into a purple flame. She quickly made some food, steak, mashed potatoes and placed it on a black tray for when Mike awoke. Her long skeletal tail, which had finally appeared, wiggled happily as she headed out to her room, next door to Mike's. Before entering her room, she left a note for Mike on his door, telling him exactly where she was and to come find her when he was ready.

She stripped, took a quick shower, and then climbed into the soft purple silk sheets, falling asleep quickly, positioned on her stomach, the sheet wrapped around her body like a snake, leaving tantalizing glimpses of her flesh.
 
The first thing the newly awoken demon lord discovered in his chambers was a robe of red and gold silk that swimmered like fire as he pulled it on and belted it at the waist. Just because he was now a specimen of physical perfection was no reason to to forgo modesty. He found the note upon his door and entered Serafina"s chamber, not needing to touch the ord instead simply willing the door open.

The site of her sprawled out on the bed drew an primal growl from deep within his chest and slowly he cyrcled her bed, admiring her body as the beastly mass between his legs hardened.

He came to a stop at the head of the bed, starting down at her with a primal lustful grin on face.

"Serafina, there is a long, fat cock that requires attention. Wake up and service your master."
 
Serafina awoke when he growled, but she didn't move. Her eyes were half lidded with sleep when he stepped into view. A smirk played upon her lips slowly as she took in his new form. He was definitely an improvement on what he had been. A small hand reached out and gently played with the tip before she crawled closer, her hand sliding down the large shaft while she kissed the very tip, breathing her magic onto the cock in front of her.

She began deep throating him, her body crouched down, her upper half up on her elbows, while her lower half was up in the air, on her knees. Her tail draped her ass and her back, as she worked him up, her mouth pure magic. Hot and wet, her tongue played against the botton of his shaft, pulsing against the vein that pulsed along with his heartbeat.
 
Mike watched as inch after marble hard inch disappeared behind her soft lips. A groan of approval comming from somewhere deep inside him as his cock pushed up against thr back of her throat.

"Such a big cock and you keep it all for yourself. You're a greedy, greedy girl. What would the others think if they knew you where hogging it all?"

He loved the sight of her as she was. On all fours in front of him as she pleased him with that skilled mouth. He grinned, contemplating having Yuna join them so she could Serefina from behind wile she sucked his cock.
 
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