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Archive name: heros1.txt (M/f-teen, v, sn, oral, fant)
Authors name: D-Ring (serversurfer@hotmail.com)
Story title : Heros and Demons I
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Heros and Demons I (M/f-teen, v, sn, oral, fant)
by D-Ring (serversurfer@hotmail.com)
***
A warrior dies bravely to let his friends escape, but a
demon offers him a guarantee of their escape if he gives
over his soul. There's an added bonus of having the demon
"in child form" to enjoy any way he wishes. His struggle
with his conscience disappears once he sees the 14-year-
old body in front of him.
***
The blow form one of the many swords attacking him hit
his blade, no time to investigate the wielder, too many
blows to block. Strike, thrust, block, block, dodge,
block, and slice, the mantra flowed from his mind into
the willing receptacle that was his body, it was the only
thing keeping him alive.
A sword whistled overhead, but barely more than a hair's
width. He riposted with cut to the belly. Another one
fell, another took his place.
His sword was becoming heavier, as though it was made of
concrete, his body felt as though it was pushing its way
through deep water.
He noticed several men collapsing around him, but not
from his blows but from exhaustion. He knew that his own
end was near, but he would fight to the bitter end. He
knew that the longer he though the safer his friends
would be as they tried to escape.
His body started to fall and as if in slow motion he saw
the blade that would steal his life, arcing its way
towards him. What happened next took some time for his
brain to comprehend the sword was stopped by a blue
staff, then the staff countered ripping the blade from
the owners hands. The staff the spun around causing
everyone to an involuntary step back, those who didn't
found themselves flying over the crowd to their deaths.
Holding the blue staff was a smallish man or woman
shrouded in a fine mist of blue. Before he could get a
clearer look he fell into unconscious.
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He woke with a groan, the fine blue mist surround him,
but stirred into movement as if surprised by his
awakening.
"H-hello," he said sitting up. His vision was blurred,
but it was rapidly clearing up. All around him where
bodies laid out in circles, each one in various positions
indicating violent deaths.
"I recognised a hero," a soft feminine voice said,
materialising from the mist into a gorgeous young woman,
no a girl no more than fourteen, but she carried the blue
staff like an experienced warrior. "I recognised a hero,"
she repeated, "Your friends are safe for now, thanks to
this," she indicated with her staff the rows upon row of
dead soldiers.
"Why?" he asked surveying his body for wounds, "Not that
I'm not grateful, surely I would be dead if t'weren't for
you," he said. He gave her body a long lingering stare,
then chastised himself for not being able to control his
thoughts. Despite looking mature in certain areas, namely
her breasts, and the cunt was obviously shaved and not
youthfully bald, she still looked only fourteen.
"I haven't saved your life, that is not in my power. You
and the universe decreed that it was your time to die,"
she said softly, she paused to stare in his eyes he felt
as though he was been hypnotised. "My master believes
that it would be a waste to let your sacrifice to go to
waste, so he sent me to save your friends and offer you
one last chance for your soul to mean something." She
smiled and it was like the overcast afternoon suddenly a
whole summers worth of sun.
"How, why can't I just run, and live?" he asked barely
half believing what this beautiful girl was telling him.
"Don't be silly," she giggled, "You can't run. Where
would you go, you're dead. My master's offer does not
last long. In exchange for saving the life of your
friends we get your soul," she ran a hand along his
cheek, "but as an added bonus, we give you one of your
most desirable dreams," she giggled, "me."
"Er, listen I think you got your info wrong, I'd rather
die and keep my soul. I don't go in for paedophilia," He
said as he got up. He dusted his clothes off and started
to walk away. He few moments later he collapsed clutching
at wounds he could not see.
"Well my sweet, you took the hard option," the girl said,
but her voice had dropped a few levels, to that of a more
mature woman, but not old. "That's unfortunate, my master
really went to a lot of expense to help you, if you spurn
him now, he'll have to reverse the time line, and that'll
seriously piss up his day. To top it off your friends
will die, slowly and painfully as this army track each
one down and either kill them or make your friends wish
they'd been killed. Now to stop all that happening, sell
your soul, be the hero and have a good time in the
bargain."
She pulled him back to where he was before. "Besides I
can be anyone you want me to be, but I know deep down I
know you like this body, enjoy eternal damnation will be
yours no matter what you do, so try and enjoy it."
All he could do was struggle to breath.
"Oh yeah," she giggled returning to her former voice,
"Your fixed again."
He gasped air back into his body greedily. "Go on then
silly what's it going to be?"
"Okay, okay. I guess I ain't got nothing left to lose,
what difference will it make if I've got a soul or no,"
he said as he resigned himself to his fate. Deep down he
still wanted this intriguing girl before him. He got up
and went to the girl and attempted to kiss, her but she
dodged back.
"Not here silly, let's go back to my bedroom," she
giggled.
He was starting to get annoyed, he was in a really
strange place psychologically, hell he was dead
physically it would never get much stranger. That one
word meant something now, hell that is, never had he
thought much in regards to how afterlife worked.
"Turn around," she said, making a circle with her finger
then she thrust the finger in her mouth and sucked on it.
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He turned around and as he did he was suddenly in a room.
It was a very lavishly decorated room, he guessed it
belonged to the daughter of a noble. It had all the
trimmings that would be expected, little wooden dolls, in
soft plush dolls in petticoats. Silk sheets trimmed with
pictures of teddy bears. Books appropriate for a young
girl, assorted whips, he had to look twice at the last
series of objects, the whips.
"Well what happens next?" he asked unsure how to proceed.
He imagined it was like the first time you visit a
prostitute, he didn't know how to start, but she did. The
girl ran and jumped up, landing in his arms, then she
passionately kissed him, he staggered and landed on the
bed with her in his arms. He started removing her top,
she pulled at his shirt, and it somehow dematerialised.
Has he fumbled with the buttons to her top it likewise
dematerialised.
She was now completely naked, he stopped marvelling about
things that couldn't happen. His moved down her body
kissing every bit he could, he moved to her large breasts
and worshipped them like he'd never worshipped tits
before. Bit her right tit, he enjoyed the way her body
arced as he teeth sunk in, even though it was only
lightly, he suckled on the left one, and was pleasantly
surprised to find that she produced milk, but he stopped
only briefly to taste, he carried on down her body, past
her belly button, down to saved mound.
She moaned as he started making circles with his tongue
around her clitoris, he moved his tongue over every part
of her sex, then he slowly and deliberately curled his
tongue and pushed his way into her tight vagina. He made
little thrusts with his tongue, she screamed with
pleasure as he tongue fucked her.
She grabbed the back of his head, trying to stop him from
leaving his worship of her, and he willingly obliged her
every whim. Then he pulled back, his arced with a full
force orgasm, her juices flowing powerfully, and lapped
up as much as he could, then he kissed her, sharing her
own juices with her. Then she pushed him over onto his
back, then started moving down his body, she came to his
leather hose, but they vanished under her touch, she
grabbed his manhood roughly, but he couldn't stop her.
She licked around the head then pushed back the fore skin
and then proceeded to worship his entire penis with her
tongue, then slowly she engulfed it. It was hard for her
to fit it in her mouth. He revels in the tightness of her
mouth, as she starts to move back and forth on his head.
She began to take his dick further down her throat,
fighting the gag reflex. Then he thrusts in time with her
efforts, his balls suddenly tightened, aided by the
ministrations of her hands massaging them. He shot his
load down her throat, then when she can't take any more,
she pulled back so that his cum splats on her face. She
licked up his cum greedily.
"Hmm..." she moaned. "I want you in me," she whispered
greedily.
"You sure, your so small and I'm so big," he said getting
into the mood of things.
"Hmm... I'm sure," she moaned.
"He got over her body and started kissing her
passionately, he grabbed and rubbed her tits with his
hands. Then he moved his hands down to her buttocks and
massaged them.
He whispered in her ear, "I don't want you pussy, I've
had that."
Then he lifted her read end up and violently shoved his
dick into tiny anus, brutally stretching her sphincter,
then started thrusting, harder and harder.
She screamed in time to his thrusts, barely having time
to breath before a hammered into her. He revelled in her
tightness, the feeling as his balls banged against her
butt cheeks every time he penetrated her.
She started lifting to meet his thrusts, trying to get
every inch inside of her, pain was becoming pleasure as
she got used to the large member thrusting into her.
Moaning now, she enjoyed the attention he gave her tits.
He felt the urge come on him, he started he thrusting
harder, then he let go and shot after shot of cum filled
her bowels, at the same time she came, revelling in the
orgasm that was shooting through her body.
Then he collapsed on her spent, she lay there and started
to laugh. He rolled off and out of her. Then looked at
her with horror as her face and body started to change,
her smile, became sinister he teeth grew, her skin became
scaly.
Looking back he could only describe her as demon-esque.
With out thinking he grabbed one of the whips, unfurled
it and just as she jumped up in the air towards him, he
struck out wrapping the whip round her throat and used it
to pull her mid air to one of the ends of the beds, which
she fell and was skewered by the bed post through the
heart.
The demon screamed and squealed in agony, then erupted
into flames.
Before he could comprehend what he'd done he found
himself surrounded by flames, so he kicked his way
through the door, and ran right back to the area he'd
been fighting, dead bodies still unmoved. He grabbed some
clothes, and armour, and a sword and set off running in
the opposite direction to that of his friends.
He was out of hear shot and sight when a fiery figure
appeared and surveyed the scene, then looked at the dead
body of one of his own demons, still smoking.
"Run know warrior, but I have plans for you. Yes you will
do me several great services before your soul is mine.
You will repay me for the loss of one of my demons. You
will rue the day you broke a contract with me mortal..."
To be continued...
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AUTHOR NOTES: I know it's been a while since the start of
the Eros series, but I sort of got writers block, then
one day at work a new story idea popped up and here it
is. It's going to be followed by another couple of
stories, but before they come up the sites got to be up
and running.
Please give me feedback, I only get very limited feedback
from the other stories, so I don't know what I'm doing
right and wrong. Just drop me an email to so thanks, or
to say what you think I could improve (except spellings,
I'm aware of those problems)
My email address is: serversurfer@hotmail.com
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form.
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