The path had been treacherous, but finally, Mary of Grassdale, knight of the Seventh Order, had reached her destination. Many months of trekking through dangerous wilderness had led the young knight to where she was, standing at the bottom of a set of weathered stone steps, reaching up high, to a dark, demonic castle. Spikes jutted out of the terrifying structure, a lightning storm perpetually overhead. Mary braved the wind and the rain as she purposefully strode up the steps, droplets pinging off her armor as she ascended.
The door to the evil castle was massive. Mary grabbed a wrought iron knocker and slammed it against the bright red, demonically warped oak three times, her teeth rattling as the booming sounds rattled through the fortress. Silently, as if on their own free will, the giant double doors swung open, and Mary entered the dark, foreboding castle.
Torches lit the walls, adorned with tapestries of demonic bloodshed, tributes to the underworld, a whole other plane of existence, one of hellish torment. A lesser knight would attempt to escape, but Mary swallowed her fear and continued, the clanking of her iron boots echoing in the cavernous hallway. In this oppressive atmosphere, Mary's gleaming armor felt ten times as heavy, but the brave swordmaiden continued, eyes wide as she beheld the skeletons of men who had dared enter before her.
After nearly an eternity marching down the foreboding hallway, Mary came upon a pair of large, solid gold double doors. The faint smell of sulfur stung Mary's nose.
"This is it," Mary whispered, gritting her teeth, as she prepared to open the doors.
Despite the she-knight's considerable strength, the doors would not budge. Mary continued pushing with all her might, until the doors effortlessly swung open, causing Mary to crash into the next room. Scrambling to her feet, Mary unsheathed her sword.
"Demon! Show yourself!" Mary shouted. "I have come to slay you!"
As if on command, hellish fire burst from the floor in front of Mary, illuminating a twisted throne, of rusty iron and bones. Sitting atop the throne was none other than the demon Mary had set out to slay, stark naked.
"You have killed many of my people!" Mary shouted. "I am here to destroy you!"
The busty demoness looked down on Mary, pointy red tail flitting about restlessly, bright yellow eyes burning into Mary's very soul. "You're a girl," the demon stated plainly.
"As strong as any man, even stronger!" Mary shouted, remaining steadfast. Whatever mind games this foul, yet unbelievably attractive, demon was playing wouldn't work on
this
knight. Although she
was
incredibly good-looking...
Mary shook her head. "Fight me, demon!" she commanded.
Chuckling, the demoness got off of her throne. "I'm sorry, but I don't fight girls," she said coldly. "Perhaps you'll make a good concubine for my minions in the underworld..."
"Prepare to die, demon!" Mary shouted, charging. Mary's sword came crashing down on the demoness' ample bosom, instantly shattering to pieces the second it touched her otherworldly skin.
"W-wha..." Mary stuttered, unable to comprehend what had just happened. "B-but that blade was forged by a master weaponsmith! I-it's nigh unbreakable!"
"I'm a demon, honey," the demoness said coolly. "Now, let's see what we're working with...my minions have rather discerning tastes in concubines..."
Effortlessly, the demon tore Mary's chestplate off, revealing her bare breasts.
"Nice tits, if I do say so myself," the demoness mused, groping Mary's ample breasts. "And inverted nipples?
Very
interesting..."
Mary couldn't help herself emitting a soft moan as the demon queen sensually massaged her breasts.
"Hmm? Are you enjoying being molested?" the demon queen asked, bemused.
"N-no!" Mary denied.
"You're so bad at hiding your feelings," the demon mused, giving Mary's tits a generous squeeze, causing the horny young knightess to gasp. "In fact, I bet you're sopping wet right now!"
Lowering herself to her knees, the demoness grabbed Mary's crotchplate.
"N-no! D-don't!!!" Mary shouted, but to no avail.
"Oh, knight pussy, say-" the demon started, tearing Mary's crotchplate off.
"-hello?" the demoness yelped, taken aback as she was greeted not by a wet pussy, but a thick, hard cock!
"You're a guy?" the demoness asked, looking up to Mary.
"N-no...well...sort of," Mary stammered, her face growing beet red. "I was born like this, I have boy and girl parts, they thought I was a boy at first and selected me at birth for knighthood...even though I have both sets of parts they continued with my training...and here I am...I'm a f-freak!"
Moving her hand behind Mary's hefty set of balls, the demoness smirked as she felt a hot, moist slit. "So you really do have both..." she mused. "My minions will be very intrigued by your...features. Now, let's get a closer look at this dick of yours."
"P-please stop," Mary pleaded. "J-just let me go."
"Why would I let a cock this magnificent go?" the demoness purred, putting her face to Mary's throbbing shaft. "Mmm, the scent of your cock is exhilarating. I can't believe a human female as beautiful as you could have such a striking, magnificent cock!"
Mary couldn't help but blush. It was so wrong of her to be turned on by the very demon she was supposed to destroy, but yet it felt so right!
"Do you want to know my name, honey?" the demoness asked, grabbing the base of Mary's shaft with her smooth, soft hand as her other hand invaded her own pussy. "No mortal has heard my true name before, but you seem...
special
."
"S-sure," Mary said. Why was this demon just offering her name to Mary? Rumor had it that if one knew the name of a demon, one could control that demon. Did this stunningly beautiful, red-skinned, demonic beauty want Mary to control her?
"It's Enn'kir'zxpl'ufarl'ghot," the demoness stated plainly. "But you may call me Enn."
"Enn," Mary repeated the demon queen's name.
