This was…
Bad. Bad with a capital B.
“Now now, let us finally make introductions! I have graciously already gone first, now it is your turn. Tell me, young mage, who do I owe the pleasure of knowing?”
Riary looked, plain? Blank. Not angry, which was completely at odds with the voice like a bear clawing at rusty steel that came out of her mouth.
“Go. Fuck. Yourself.”
Not a hint of her normal anger could be seen. It was incredibly disturbing.
“Hehe. Oh, such a little ball of fire.”
Suddenly, Vannessa Vilconoff, B-Rank Vampire, got on her knees, staring directly into Riary’s eyes.
And kissed her. Passionately.
Yup. Bad with a capital B.
“W-W-What?!” Tyler exclaimed, shocked. Apparently he hadn’t noticed the look in her eyes. This was going to get bad.
The kiss wasn’t short, it didn’t stop any time soon. Tyler went from exclamations of shock, to shouting, to yelling her to stop. The weirdest part… was that at least physically, it looked like Riary was returning the kiss.
I’ll admit, I got caught staring for a moment, before shaking it off. This was no time for watching some yuri! I needed to figure out how to get out of this mess. A quick exploration of the ‘cage’ around me yielded jack shit. I was surrounded by some kind of forcefields. I could push on them but it felt like pushing on a cloud that would suddenly turn into steel a few inches away. Cautiously, carefully, I tried to stretch out my tail. It… worked?
The kiss finally finished and my attention snapped back to the Vampire we were currently dealing with. A line of drool ran from Riary’s mouth to hers and yet still Riary looked completely blank. No fires appeared, no fire appeared in her eyes, no reaction at all. It was, disturbing. Horrifying, really. She looked… like a doll.
“What did you do to her…” I mumbled out in shock.
“Hmm? Now now, no time for that. Thank you for your introduction, Riary, Fire Mage. A pleasure to meet you hehe.” She finally wiped off the drool and stood up, but never once did she break contact with Riary, her hand always on her cheek.
“Now, the one with spirit. Why don’t you make your introduction?”
Tyler grit his teeth, enraged and worried. Vanessa continued to simply smile ferociously at him. Luckily, Tyler had a brain.
“Tyler Smith. Warrior.” His voice was thick with anger and hatred.
Vanessa smiled, nodded, and turned to Konahora.
“Konahora Hilcoin. Priestess of Truth.” Her voice was thick with despair and fear.
Another smile, another nod. Then she looked at me.
“Derek Springer. Demon.”
She raised an eyebrow at that.
“Does one usually use their race as their occupation? I have been wondering since I’ve seen you, why is a demon with a group of Heroes?”
I smiled bitterly.
“I got summoned and I was being escorted out of the country. Then, well, this. Another week and I’d be nowhere near here.”
“Ah, I see I asked the wrong question and to the wrong person. Tell me, Priestess of Truth, why is a group of heroes escorting a demon?”
Konahora didn’t smile bitterly, no, she still looked terrified. But she answered all the same.
“Derek is a good man. We were going to allow him to live, via having him leave the human territories.”
“Ah, how amusing. Coincidences, a rarity in my life. Years, decades spent with no surprises, and then multiple all at once. I find them quite pleasant.”
She smiled and I suddenly realized with a jolt of terror what was going on. She was predator, we were prey, and she was toying with us. Entertainment, sport. …worse in Riary’s case.
“Let her go.” Tyler spoke up, like a fool.
“Hmm?”
“Let Riary go!”
Vanessa tilted her, looking at Tyler, before it was as if a lightbulb had gone off.
“Ah. Lovers? Sorry but you aren’t strong enough for the world to change just by you speaking it. Try becoming a king if you’d like that sort of power.”
Well this was going nowhere fast.
“What do you want?” Konahora asked.
“A wonderful question!” Her gaze turned towards the maids, who I could only presume shivered judging by the frigid feeling behind me, and then turned back to Riary, a passion in her eyes.
“I want… beautiful, passionate women.”
She looked down, straight at Riary, looking deep into her eyes.
“When I saw your flames, saw your signature on the world, I knew you were the one. My old heart started beating again. Such intensity! Such hatred and anger! All contained in such a cute little woman. You remind me of a younger, fiercer me. From a simple glance, I knew I had to see more. The goblins served more than well enough. To see yourself fully unleashed… I had to play with my maids earlier to relieve myself. I want you, Riary. I want you all to myself.”
Her smile grew and grew, a single word was spoken, practically dripping with desire.
“Forever.”
Alright, got it. Lesbian vampire in love/lust with Riary. Great. Now, how the hell do we use that to survive…
“Can we negotiate?” I said.
All eyes turned towards me. Alright, best sales pitch time.
“You… probably aren’t going to let us go. You probably plan to kill us and take Riary. We can’t stop you. We could do something more… consensual? We live, you get Riary, the Villagers go free.”
Vanessa just looked at me in surprise, but I could feel three other gazes staring at me with a lot more… vitriol.
“DEREK!” Tyler shouted at me.
“Ha!” Vanessa laughed. “Tell me Derek the Demon. If we did ‘negotiate’ such a thing, can you honestly say you have no plans to have me killed in some way? That even now you aren’t planning a way to end me and take back your beautiful companion?”
I smiled and shrugged. There was no real use lying. Konahora was right there. She probably couldn’t resist frowning at a lie if she tried. Let alone be directly asked about it.
“Typical. Points for trying but no. You are wrong, however. Yes, killing you three would be the most straightforward path. But it has been a long time since my house had servants. I suspect your attempts to escape will fill me with entertainment for at least the next three decades. Now, we have had a proper conversation and I have enjoyed it immensely. But you see, I simply can’t wait any longer. I shall have to ask you to forgive me for being so… rough.”
With those final words, Vanessa fully turned her attention to Riary, ignoring us. Part of me kept trying to escape, to figure out how I could. It still shocked me that as long as my tail moved achingly slow it seemed to be able to move through the locked down air.
I was starting to form an idea of what this was. And I did not like it.
The rest of me watched, worried about what I was about to see. When Vanessa Vilconoff grabbed her jeans with one hand, I grimaced. I could guess what was about to happen. Tyler was already screaming up a storm.
Vanessa pulled her pants down, and everyone froze. Tyler’s screaming, Konahora’s rapid escape attempts, my slow moving tail. Everything froze. From my angle, I could see Riary’s face. It had, it had been allowed to be normal, and I could see her wide eyed shock traveling across her face. Her pupils shook and so did mine.
Vanessa had breasts, she was beautiful, tan, one of the hottest women I had ever seen.
And she had a dick. A massive, long, dick. It was a beast. A shower, not a grower. And I watched, in horror, as her massive cock rose up, towering over Riary’s face.
Vanessa… was a Futanari!
I barely had time to register it, before Riary’s mouth opened wide, and Vanessa began to fuck her face.
This was…
Bad. Bad with a capital B.
“Now now, let us finally make introductions! I have graciously already gone first, now it is your turn. Tell me, young mage, who do I owe the pleasure of knowing?”
Riary looked, plain? Blank. Not angry, which was completely at odds with the voice like a bear clawing at rusty steel that came out of her mouth.
“Go. Fuck. Yourself.”
Not a hint of her normal anger could be seen. It was incredibly disturbing.
“Hehe. Oh, such a little ball of fire.”
Suddenly, Vannessa Vilconoff, B-Rank Vampire, got on her knees, staring directly into Riary’s eyes.
And kissed her. Passionately.
Yup. Bad with a capital B.
“W-W-What?!” Tyler exclaimed, shocked. Apparently he hadn’t noticed the look in her eyes. This was going to get bad.
The kiss wasn’t short, it didn’t stop any time soon. Tyler went from exclamations of shock, to shouting, to yelling her to stop. The weirdest part… was that at least physically, it looked like Riary was returning the kiss.
I’ll admit, I got caught staring for a moment, before shaking it off. This was no time for watching some yuri! I needed to figure out how to get out of this mess. A quick exploration of the ‘cage’ around me yielded jack shit. I was surrounded by some kind of forcefields. I could push on them but it felt like pushing on a cloud that would suddenly turn into steel a few inches away. Cautiously, carefully, I tried to stretch out my tail. It… worked?
The kiss finally finished and my attention snapped back to the Vampire we were currently dealing with. A line of drool ran from Riary’s mouth to hers and yet still Riary looked completely blank. No fires appeared, no fire appeared in her eyes, no reaction at all. It was, disturbing. Horrifying, really. She looked… like a doll.
“What did you do to her…” I mumbled out in shock.
“Hmm? Now now, no time for that. Thank you for your introduction, Riary, Fire Mage. A pleasure to meet you hehe.” She finally wiped off the drool and stood up, but never once did she break contact with Riary, her hand always on her cheek.
“Now, the one with spirit. Why don’t you make your introduction?”
Tyler grit his teeth, enraged and worried. Vanessa continued to simply smile ferociously at him. Luckily, Tyler had a brain.
“Tyler Smith. Warrior.” His voice was thick with anger and hatred.
Vanessa smiled, nodded, and turned to Konahora.
“Konahora Hilcoin. Priestess of Truth.” Her voice was thick with despair and fear.
Another smile, another nod. Then she looked at me.
“Derek Springer. Demon.”
She raised an eyebrow at that.
“Does one usually use their race as their occupation? I have been wondering since I’ve seen you, why is a demon with a group of Heroes?”
I smiled bitterly.
“I got summoned and I was being escorted out of the country. Then, well, this. Another week and I’d be nowhere near here.”
“Ah, I see I asked the wrong question and to the wrong person. Tell me, Priestess of Truth, why is a group of heroes escorting a demon?”
Konahora didn’t smile bitterly, no, she still looked terrified. But she answered all the same.
“Derek is a good man. We were going to allow him to live, via having him leave the human territories.”
“Ah, how amusing. Coincidences, a rarity in my life. Years, decades spent with no surprises, and then multiple all at once. I find them quite pleasant.”
She smiled and I suddenly realized with a jolt of terror what was going on. She was predator, we were prey, and she was toying with us. Entertainment, sport. …worse in Riary’s case.
“Let her go.” Tyler spoke up, like a fool.
“Hmm?”
“Let Riary go!”
Vanessa tilted her, looking at Tyler, before it was as if a lightbulb had gone off.
“Ah. Lovers? Sorry but you aren’t strong enough for the world to change just by you speaking it. Try becoming a king if you’d like that sort of power.”
Well this was going nowhere fast.
“What do you want?” Konahora asked.
“A wonderful question!” Her gaze turned towards the maids, who I could only presume shivered judging by the frigid feeling behind me, and then turned back to Riary, a passion in her eyes.
“I want… beautiful, passionate women.”
She looked down, straight at Riary, looking deep into her eyes.
“When I saw your flames, saw your signature on the world, I knew you were the one. My old heart started beating again. Such intensity! Such hatred and anger! All contained in such a cute little woman. You remind me of a younger, fiercer me. From a simple glance, I knew I had to see more. The goblins served more than well enough. To see yourself fully unleashed… I had to play with my maids earlier to relieve myself. I want you, Riary. I want you all to myself.”
Her smile grew and grew, a single word was spoken, practically dripping with desire.
“Forever.”
Alright, got it. Lesbian vampire in love/lust with Riary. Great. Now, how the hell do we use that to survive…
“Can we negotiate?” I said.
All eyes turned towards me. Alright, best sales pitch time.
“You… probably aren’t going to let us go. You probably plan to kill us and take Riary. We can’t stop you. We could do something more… consensual? We live, you get Riary, the Villagers go free.”
Vanessa just looked at me in surprise, but I could feel three other gazes staring at me with a lot more… vitriol.
“DEREK!” Tyler shouted at me.
“Ha!” Vanessa laughed. “Tell me Derek the Demon. If we did ‘negotiate’ such a thing, can you honestly say you have no plans to have me killed in some way? That even now you aren’t planning a way to end me and take back your beautiful companion?”
I smiled and shrugged. There was no real use lying. Konahora was right there. She probably couldn’t resist frowning at a lie if she tried. Let alone be directly asked about it.
“Typical. Points for trying but no. You are wrong, however. Yes, killing you three would be the most straightforward path. But it has been a long time since my house had servants. I suspect your attempts to escape will fill me with entertainment for at least the next three decades. Now, we have had a proper conversation and I have enjoyed it immensely. But you see, I simply can’t wait any longer. I shall have to ask you to forgive me for being so… rough.”
With those final words, Vanessa fully turned her attention to Riary, ignoring us. Part of me kept trying to escape, to figure out how I could. It still shocked me that as long as my tail moved achingly slow it seemed to be able to move through the locked down air.
I was starting to form an idea of what this was. And I did not like it.
The rest of me watched, worried about what I was about to see. When Vanessa Vilconoff grabbed her jeans with one hand, I grimaced. I could guess what was about to happen. Tyler was already screaming up a storm.
Vanessa pulled her pants down, and everyone froze. Tyler’s screaming, Konahora’s rapid escape attempts, my slow moving tail. Everything froze. From my angle, I could see Riary’s face. It had, it had been allowed to be normal, and I could see her wide eyed shock traveling across her face. Her pupils shook and so did mine.
Vanessa had breasts, she was beautiful, tan, one of the hottest women I had ever seen.
And she had a dick. A massive, long, dick. It was a beast. A shower, not a grower. And I watched, in horror, as her massive cock rose up, towering over Riary’s face.
Vanessa… was a Futanari!
I barely had time to register it, before Riary’s mouth opened wide, and Vanessa began to fuck her face.
