[Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of the characters to any person living or dead is coincidental. No part of this work may be reproduced without the Author's permission. Tazliel the Passion Demon is the copyrighted creation of the author.
There is some extreme sex in this piece, just so you know. This includes possession, body-morphing, and human/non human sex, as well as straight/gay/bi sex.
In addition, fetish parties are gatherings of like-minded consenting adults, having fun being themselves. Organizers promote not only open-minded sexuality, but also respect, consent, and safety. Safe sex supplies are on hand - to clean bondage furniture and play areas, and there are, of course, condoms. In this fictional portrayal, dwelling on these items might slow the plot. Therefore, Tazliel will ultimately keep everyone safe and clean through their magical gifts.
Hopefully, there is something for everyone here.]
Halloween Sexcapades: Epic Party at the Sin Bin - featuring Tazliel the Passion Demon
Prologue:
Demons and angels are opposites - not good or evil, just opposites. They do not like each other - even others of their own kind at times. When they cross paths they may go their merry ways, but when one interrupts the other's plans, it's on, as they say. One may entrap the other, force submission, and leave their spiritual mark - a sort of humiliation the other must bear for a long period of time.
For angels, this often means virtual chains and isolation for the demon, limiting their abilities for a period of time which sort of starves and weakens them. For demons it means ravishing the angel, leaving them weakened by what they might consider physical abasement, leaving them in thrall to the demon's wishes until the demon gets bored with them.
Demons like Tazliel understood these differences well. Angels are abstract thinkers who try to control the corporeal world with unachievable ideals. Tazliel also understands how the physical plane required a space for ideals and physical needs to work together. This makes them sly and formidable opponent.
Neither demons or angels have real physical form except through temporary avatars, or through possession of objects and living beings. They can manipulate energy fields, however. Their battles can take place through any of these, but they will usually lose if trapped in an avatar.
These confrontations often occur amidst human events.
Chapter 1 - Demon on the Prowl
Halloween is the demon's night. The vital magic they fed on was at a high on Halloween like no other time of year.
Bristling with fresh Halloween energy the night had endowed them with, Tazliel, a passion demon, wanted to share with as many deserving humans as they could. As a passion demon, they could expend copious amounts of sexual energies, and the resulting action could renew and increase it - sort of a double win.
In the West End of Vancouver, British Columbia, in the silvery full moon of a perfect Halloween, Tazliel found a tall apartment building where a lot of lights were on. The rental sign in front read "Adults Only Building. Studios, One, and Two Bedroom Suites". Swirling around it and peering in many windows, they gleaned even more power from simply witnessing the activities within.
Many seasonal partiers were finishing costumes, make up, hair, and other Halloween paraphernalia.
No angels here,
the demon mused. They fed the partiers' excitement back to them filling their imaginations with hopes of costumed debauchery when they finally hit the club or party they would attend. Others were already at their Halloween perversions.
Tazliel slipped through the patio window of a couple engaged in a BDSM scene. The woman was in a leather harness, hands cuffed behind her back, and bent over a crimson leather ottoman exposing her round ass and wet pussy. Her naked tits pressed into the leather. In her anus, a bejeweled butt plug sparkled wickedly. Her ponytail rose out of a shiny black balaclava, and a ball gag was in her mouth. Her stilettos looked elegant.
Her partner in black, crotchless leather pants, a black leather vest, and black boots, had a large erection. He used a flogger on her vulnerable buttocks and back, as she made muffled sounds of pleasurable pain through the gag. Her ass was red from the whipping, as were her shoulders.
Tazliel entered the woman's mind. Possessing her mildly, the demon thrilled at her capacity for pain. Her partner whipped her hard, and she was on a sort of runner's high from the adrenaline, moaning and salivating copiously over the ball gag.
The man loosened the gag, and to Tazliel's delight, he grabbed her ponytail and roughly thrust his stiff cock into her warm mouth. She sucked his phallus eagerly, totally at his mercy, and the demon gorged on her submission.
Taz rewarded both by swapping into the man and delivering a whopping load of hot semen that filled her mouth and dribbled down her chin onto the red leather.
They empowered the man with new energy and an implanted desires for rough anal sex in both lovers before stealing away.
In another apartment, an elegant middle-aged Asian woman was having a threesome with two Indian men. Her white husband masturbated gleefully while watching the two handsome young brown men spit-roast his wife. She sucked and gagged over one cock, the young man's hands tangled in her hair. The second pummeled her hairy wet pussy, firmly holding her hips as he drove his large dick into her. Taz sprinkled energy over them so their orgasms would be spectacular.
Other apartments held similar sights: two buff gay men were fucking doggy style, sweating and grunting, the top reaching around to pump the throbbing dick of his bottom; a woman screaming and bouncing cowgirl style on her lover's huge cock as he grasped her large tits; lesbians in a 69 with vibrators, tormenting their twat's. Taz enjoyed one apartment where two women on their knees with six men - sucking one hard cock after another and jerking off the others while being fucked. The demon moved on when the two had been bathed in cum.
This building is a virtual Sodom and Gomorrah
, the demon thought as they went through apartment after apartment. Most were not people in the throes of sex - yet. But if it was not on their minds, Tazliel implanted lascivious thoughts in them.
Eventually, Tazliel found a group of young people who looked to be their mid-twenties who were about to set out to a Halloween party.
Reading the e-ticket on the phone of a buff young man in a gladiator outfit they saw the words "THE SIN BIN - VANCOUVER'S EPIC FETISH HALLOWEEN PARTY".
The handsome youth wore a leather chest harness with a shoulder guard on his right shoulder, a gladiator skirt made of thick leather strips that was open at the sides. The skirt revealed muscular legs, and, as he moved, his well-shaped glutes could be glimpsed.
The gladiator had what appeared to be his slave - a pretty, slim, muscular man with shoulder length blond hair who wore a few leather straps accentuating his muscles, cuffs on his wrists, and a tunic with a deep vee in the front. The tunic was belted at the waist and barely covered his tush and crotch leaving his hips exposed. He wore a gold jock underneath. On his neck was a collar with "KINKY SLUT" spelled out in glittering rhinestone letters. The gladiator attached a chain leash to it.
Both had Roman-style sandals with straps up to the tops of their well-defined calves.
The gladiator tugged the leash, pulling the slave close, kissing him. The demon swirled around them, arousing them. They embraced, making out as the felt their cocks spring to life.
"Scott, Aiden," a lovely female voice commanded. "Our drive is on the way soon. Picture time first."
Her Roman pals laughed, abashed. "Ok, Ashley," They replied in unison.
The young woman was a beauty! Tazliel felt an uncommon attraction. Had they met when she was in a past life? Was it who the demon wished her to be? If so, it had been centuries. Taz decided they would possess her later and find out.
Ashley had a gorgeous wavy mane, dyed a seductive purple, a bit past shoulder length, with a long thin braid descending from the back. White chiffon ribbons streamed from her hair. A hairband with short purple horns on it topped her hairdo.
She had mischievous hazel eyes, a heart shaped face, full lips, and smooth olive skin. She was topless, with pert swaying 36C breasts. "Fuck Me" pasties adorned her nipples. She had an improvised puffy chiffon skirt or wrap on her seductive hips that barely hid her silver panties so that her shapely ass and the vee of her pussy were easily seen. A few sheer light mauve ribbons were strung through it and the moved with her sexy thighs. Thigh high sheer white stockings graced her long legs. She had silvery ankle high top sneakers on her feet.
Unusual and creative
, the demon thought.
She also had a purple body harness. As Taz swirled around her they noticed the back of the harness boasted small purple wings.
Angel bait
, Tazliel thought,
Or demon bait.
A pretty, auburn-haired, green-eyed white woman and a handsome, dark haired Asian man came into the room. They seemed a couple. Each wore black faux leather bottoms that had snaps so they could easily be opened for quick exposure of their genitalia. Cleverly attached pointy devil tails wagged from the back of their bottoms. Each had black shoes - flats and low red socks for him, stilettos and sheer red thigh high stockings for her. Each had red devil horns and red and black leather harnesses. She had black "X" pasties on the nipples of her firm 32 B tits. Each had a collar and a leash.
They match well,
the demon thought. They heard the names Wayne and Sara.
