Celina had done it again, while she had worked on a self-portrait with her tails as brushes, she had fallen into a creative trance and the end result had been another wasted effort. Even if the work on the canvas depicted her with great life-like detail, there was also some faceless demon behind her who was filling her pussy with three cocks while tentacles were spreading her legs. Not to mention fingers were stuffed into her cheeks and forcing her to smile and show her sharp teeth.
"Nobody would offer their soul to... that," Celina muttered while she glanced at the pile of similarly failed paintings that littered the ground around the divan she sat on. Though despite her mild annoyance, the fingers of her left hand were half-sunk into her wet pussy while she pinched her clit with her right. But even then all she had managed to do was to keep her swollen and blushing nethers ready to be filled since she failed to build up enough pressure for a climax every time.
"Cock cock cock, is that really the only thing I can think about?" Celina flared and her eyes hit one of her golden tails. It recoiled just from her intensified stare but she grabbed it with a trembling grin. Despite the appendix being a manifestation of magic, it was oddly prickly to the point that just stroking it made its owner hesitate her plan.
"Well, I guess I should just try tongue again," Celina mused before she began sucking on her tongue in an attempt to make it more swollen. Then she kicked her latest creation to the floor and spread her legs along the side of the divan. But before she leaned down, her eyes trailed to examine the paintings that lined the walls of the small hall. All of them were the most perfect pieces of art she had ever created of herself and even now she was unwilling to give them up, especially since some obsessed creature would end up stealing them anyways if she let them out of her sight.
As Celina leaned forward, saliva rushed on her lips and the memory of a sweet taste tingled her tongue. The unforgettable flavors and sensations that would assault her senses if a powerful demon had just creamed her depths full of fresh seed. But as her tongue landed on her vulva, she shivered from a disappointing revulsion triggered by the bland taste of her clean flesh. In seconds she lost the mood to keep going so she leaned back and collapsed on the divan.
For some time, Celina just stared at the roof while she tried to calculate how long she had before her thirst would force her to go get some semen. All the while she hoped that the few paintings she still had out there would at least lure some souls to her. But even now the very thought of forcing someone to offer their soul to her almost made her feel disgusted since it would truly turn her into the souls-stealing tyrant the lesser demons claimed her to be. A thin line that made her a bit angry just from thinking about the differences or the lack of them.
"Weakling bloodsuckers, just how is that any better than what I do, some of them even feed on animals... animal souls... no no no," Celina pondered before she was almost tilted by shame and repulsion when she had imagined one of her paintings in a barn full of pigs. Though her focus was shifted elsewhere when she heard a loud crash that was soon followed by another. It jolted her to her feet with a keen focus in her eyes.
Celina looked around for the best routes to escape out of pure instinct but then she shook her head and reminded herself that she was the ruler of a prestigious district in the territory of the demons. So she focused while another crash bent the doors of her hall partly open. It was caused by one of her hulking ogre guards being slammed into it. Soon after an even bigger red brute with four arms burst into the hall and his black eyes immediately zeroed in on the blond kitsune whose tails had manifested to guard her.
"Don't worry, I left your guards alive, but if you won't tell where she is, that might change on my way out," Korst boomed while an amused grin spread on his lips, and that was before he noticed just how the hall he had entered was decorated. The way he arrogantly glanced around the naked portraits made Celina burst with more anger than when he had entered unannounced. So her golden tails posed like she planned to use them to drill holes into an object before her and flames erupted around her to light the most perverse paintings on the ground with fire before the uninvited guest would give them too much attention.
"If it's a fight you want, fine by me, even if we lack an audience," Korst exclaimed and he bulged his considerable muscles while taking a stance that lowered his sturdy black horns and spread his four arms. Even his tail swayed its ball tip like to prepare for a good smack with it.
"I'm definitely not looking to fight you with or without an audience, so why are you here?" Celina asked from behind her raised hand that hid her lips. She hoped that her flames were burning strongly enough to harm the brute that controlled most of the fighting pits if the situation would escalate beyond the usual aggressive negotiations between demons. All the while her mind tried figuring out the real motives for this intrusion and if he really came alone. Also, just how much she would be willing to sacrifice to keep her territory if it came to it.
"Right, business first, where is that stealing fox?" Korst boomed and anger returned into his dark eyes. The pure intensity made Celina shiver but as saliva spilled on her lips, she knew it was not from fear. As her starved eyes trailed on the towering brute, her only relief was that his demonic cock was hidden in an internal pouch that would only change if he gained an erection. Something his kind rarely did during a fight as it would negate the protection of his sturdy skin.
"Who? Your favorite whore?" Celina almost stuttered before she bit into her lower lip. She let the golden flames die around her as maintaining them only seemed to serve to drive her mind further into the gutter of lust-filled hunger for semen. A mind that was already trying to imagine the shape of the hidden cock in its full glory.
"So you know her, good, bring her to me," Korst replied and as his eyes trailed up Celina's body, she felt the need to sift her hand to hide her tilted eyes since looking back at him was only making things worse for her. Some blush was visibly spreading on her skin and at any moment something might spill down her inner thighs. Something she realized was at least partly caused by the lingering sweet scent that had entered the hall with the brute.
"So you came here because your favorite toy left you? What even makes you think that she is here?" Celina voiced after she swallowed down almost overflowing saliva. Images in her mind were already trying to suggest to her that she should try feasting on semen from a demon who had comparable power to her. Not only would it sustain her longer but might help her grow in power, just like Mazikel's potent seed had.
"She a red fox, you the only fox who is any kind of boss around here, so naturally I come asking you first," Korst explained as he smacked himself on the cheek to remind himself that he should stay mad despite staring at Celina a bit too intently. "Not to mention, she talked about you the day before she stole from me."
