Disclaimer: This work of erotic fiction depicts consensual sex acts involving witchcraft, demons, plant sex, and sadomasochism. If such things make you uncomfortable, I would advise you not to continue reading. This story is not intended as relationship advice and the sex acts within are not guaranteed to be safe. Do not act out anything you read here unless you and your partner are both comfortable doing so, and you have done all necessary research to ensure your safety.
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After two hours, Lara awoke with her arms curled around her lover. The demon looked almost innocent with his eyes closed and that peaceful smile across his lips. Of course she knew that demons didn't actually sleep. "Don't you get bored lying there for such a long time?" Lara questioned groggily.
"Not when I'm holding you, kitten."
"Aw," she kissed his cheek, "that's so sweet—corny, but sweet."
"No, seriously: it's the nature of my species. We like to stay near our mates after feeding."
Her stomach gurgled, "Speaking of 'feeding', do you have any human food around here?"
"I'm sure we can find you something," Devicarth smiled warmly.
As Lara climbed out of bed, her aching body reminded her of the passion they had shared a few hours earlier. However, as she moved, the pain started to become more annoying than erotic. Devicarth noticed the stiffness in her gait, "Here, let me make you more comfortable."
His hand began to glow an eerie red color as he placed it over her heart. Under the soothing ripple of healing magic, the bruises melted from Lara's cream colored skin. "There you go," he grinned, "Now it will be all the easier when I want to mark you again later."
Now that she could walk comfortably, Devicarth led her through the winding caverns of his domain. Lara marveled at the beautifully carved walls while she followed her lover. Suddenly, a feline growl echoed through the passage. Lara turned just in time to see a crimson wildcat bounding toward them from a side tunnel. From her studies, she instantly recognized the panther-like creature as a hellcat.
"Hostis tibi noceo!" Lara screamed, a bolt of white hot energy crackling from her palms.
"Lara, stop!" Devicarth grabbed her arm and made the beam miss its mark. "Sorry, I should have warned you. This hellcat is my pet. Bastet, say hello to Lara."
The amber eyed feline slinked over to Lara, and purred as she stroked its soft fur.
"She's beautiful," Lara marveled, able to get a good look now that she wasn't afraid of being mauled.
"I found Bastet while I was hunting one time. I could sense that she was like me: a demon with a soul. I couldn't kill her so I decided to keep and tame her," the incubus explained.
"You were hunting? What for?" Lara wondered.
"Well, without a pretty human girl like you to drain, I had to get energy from eating the meat of infernal beasts. Plus," he leered sensually, "Where do you think I get the leather for whips and riding crops."
A flutter of lust rose through Lara, but her response was preempted by a growl from her stomach.
Sympathetic to her hunger, Devicarth gestured to the feline, "I know a lovely place for picnic if you're up for a ride."
"You can ride a hellcat?"
"Sure, she's well trained. Bastet, fetch your saddle." With an obedient 'maow', Bastet padded backing to her lair, her arrow shaped tail flicking behind her. The fiery feline soon emerged with a saddle in her jaws.
Noticing that it was large enough to seat two people, Lara remarked, "I see you were prepared for me."
"I am an incubus, my dear," he cupped her pointed chin affectionately; "I've been searching for my mate for quite a while." With the joy of finally having found his soul mate, the demon seized her in his arms and kissed her so passionately that she almost felt dizzy.
Once Lara had finished swooning, Devicarth attached the saddle and mounted the horse-sized feline.
"Gee Devi," Lara snickered, "you really ARE good at riding pussies."
"Cheeky little thing. Are you looking to get spanked?"
"Yes, please!" Lara beamed a wide grin.
He smiled knowingly, "Just get on the hellcat."
"Yes, Master."
She perched herself on the back end of the saddle. It was soft, cushioned to protect their naked bodies.
Just then Lara realized, "Are we going outside naked!?"
"A little shy, are we now?" he teased, "Don't worry; there's no one around for miles. No other demon would dare stray into my territory."
Consoled, Lara allowed Devicarth to drive them out of the winding cavern. She gasped in awe at the view outside. She read about the lower planes in books so Lara did have some idea of what hell would be like. However, she never expected the scene to have such beauty in its alien-ness. The sky, containing no sun, glowed equally in all directions with pale, swirling shades of green, blue, and purple. Exotic infernal plants grew everywhere with twisted spires and thorny vines, unhindered by the seemingly infertile bluish ash that covered the ground in place of soil. There was even the occasional flower, tinted blood red or deep violet.
"Wow," Lara gasped, "It's beautiful."
"Welcome home, baby," he smiled as he continued to guide the feline.
At one point, they crossed a plain with few trees and Lara could see spurts of lava at the horizon. "Is that the famous lake of fire?" she asked.
"Yes, I'll take you there sometime; when you're strong enough to withstand the flames."
They strolled for a long while before arriving at cozy nook, forested on three sides. As Devicarth motioned for her to dismount, Lara noticed the babbling sound of a nearby stream behind the trees. But when she squeezed through the clearing to get a drink, she saw that the fluid was a rich crimson and smelled of copper.
She turned to Devicarth who had followed her, "I've heard that hell ran with rivers of blood, but I always thought it was a rumor."
"Well, it's not really blood," he explained, "The water is just filled with an algae species that uses iron carrying proteins. It's an important nutrition source for demons. Though...," he added with a grin, "The blood of a young woman is so much sweeter." With one swift motion he pulled her toward him, seized her neck in his mouth and pierced her, vampire-style. She closed her eyes and purred at the feel of his tongue on her bleeding neck.
"Mmm...bite me."
It left her dazed when he pulled away, more from his intoxicating touch than the minor blood-loss; she barely remembered to cast a healing spell on the wound. It was only when her stomach growled that she snapped out of it.
"You said there was some fruit I could eat around here?"
"Yes," Devicarth led her back to the clearing. Bastet had wandered off to chase some imps but the pair was glad for the privacy. The incubus pointed out a tree with ripe, black fruits weighing down the branches. Tentatively, Lara bit into one. Though the infernal juices burned her mouth a bit, the flavor was sweet giving an effect similar to spicy cinnamon candy. She gulped down quite a few before noticing that her master hadn't eaten.
"Aren't you hungry?"
"I've already had my breakfast, remember...." He slipped a finger into her folds, and licked off the lingering juices.
She giggled, "Stop it; you'll make me choke!"
"Come to think of it, I could use little dessert—of the cream filled variety."
He lunged at her but the pretty girl just managed to wriggle from his hands. Struggling to her feet, she scampered off into an open clearing. Devicarth paused to admire the nude, frolicking beauty before chasing after her. With his supernatural speed, the demon darted in front of her in the blink of an eye. He held up a hand with a wicked smirk. Tiny flickers of lightning crackled between his clawed finger tips.
"Now then, a good slave never tries to escape her captor. You don't want to be punished, do you?"
