Lucas stared intently at his work. The sigils drawn in the mixture of squid ink and blood staining the stone floor of the ancient castle. There was still magic within these old stones, powerful, dark magic that only needed unleashing. It was nearly midnight now. The candles flickered in the soft breeze that came through the cracked walls. It chilled his body, rushing under the old cloak that he pulled tightly around his clothes. He trembled, either from nerves or anticipation, likely both.

The clouds parted, moonlight flowing in, pouring over the shattered glass dome that rose in the tower high above his head. It reflected off of the fragments still in place, cascading down in brilliant rays. They raked over the center symbol, the ink glowing a deep red, pulsing from the blood within. The magic surged growing outwards, tracing over each line, burning their way outward and across the stones, the cracks surging a deep purple as the runes pulled the magic out from within the castle. The candles flickered, growing larger, brighter as the magic pulsed within them.

Lucas stood there, at the top of the star, bound within his own circle of sealing, the larger circle around it preserved for what he would summon. A beast to grant his greatest wishes, power, wealth, he would have it all finally. The magic surged in the ring around him, deep red tendrils shooting up and lashing out at him. They gripped his ankles and wrists, red hot chains of magic tugging at him. The magic surged under his skin, tracing across his body in intricate patterns. His eyes grew black, cloaked in shadows as his mouth began to chant silently, lips moving without a sound coming out from within. He shook violently as smoke erupted from his mouth, floating over towards the center of the larger ring. It pulsed, the barrier rippling as it passed through. The smoke merged with the candle flame in the center, erupting into a large burning ember. The entire center wring exploded in a wall of fire, the floor erupting outward, the heat and flames contained only by the magic barrier at the edge, yet still Lucas could feel the heat against his face.

A deep crimson hand clawed at the barrier, pressing through the flames. Its deep black fingers digging into the barrier, pulling at it to no avail. A loud howl rang through the air as the flames dissipated backwards. There, standing in the center of the now destroyed sigil, was a creature of pure power and energy. She stood nearly eight feet tall, every inch of her body covered in tightly toned crimson flesh. Her bare feet and hands, capped in shiny black claws that glowed underneath. From her back sprouted a pair of large red wings that faded into black by the edges. Her tail, spiked, curled around her on the floor, flicking back and forth lightly. Her bare body, seemed to almost pulse with deep red glows traveling along her veins like flowing lava. Her head was capped by two large horns that curled around her head like a crown. Flames danced along them like an infernal halo. From the back of her head, long black wavy hair curled down and over her shoulders. Her mouth, wide, monstrous, almost like a dragon’s. She snarled, rows of sharp teeth showing beneath pitch black lips. Her eyes gazed at Lucas, deep black orbs with burning red irises in the center. She snarled and charged at the barrier leaning against it. Lucas looked up at her, fear in his face.

“Free me mortal or face the full wrath of my might!” She howled, a low rumbling that echoed throughout the chamber.

“I have made the sacrifice to summon you. You are bound to me!” Lucas tried to say loudly, hiding the nerves in his throat.

She licked her lips, a long forked tongue snaking out and rolling across them. “Foolish boy. You trifle with powers you do not understand.” She raised a crooked hand, fingers curling tightly into a fist. She pulled down roughly.

Lucas gasped as the chains pulled quickly, tugging him towards the floor. He gasped as his knees slammed against the ground. His hands pulled back behind him tightly, tugging him backwards. He tried to fight against them, the chains only pulling tighter forcing him into an uncomfortable position. He tried to speak, chanting, when suddenly another burning metal chain shot up around his throat. It squeezed tightly, cutting off his air. His eyes bulged and he gasped.

“A foolish little thing like yourself does not belong as an owner but as a loving thrall to a demoness like myself. You do not even understand the magic with which you play. You are nothing but a fool, toying with powers beyond yourself. Now free me or I shall rend you limb from limb!” She whispered trailing a finger along the barrier. Her fist relaxing slightly.

The chains loosened causing Lucas to fall forward gasping on his hands and knees. He tugged at the chain around his neck, but even so, the clasp would not budge. He looked up at the demoness towering over him on the other side of the barrier. She raised her fist, hand rising slowly, the chains pulling backwards into the glowing sigil slowly. He whimpered and quickly ran his hand over the sigil on the barrier between them.

The air rippled as the magic shattered, the sigil broken as Lucas’s hand smeared through it coating his fingers. The barrier flickered and dissipated. He could feel the hot air rush towards him through the opening, the demon’s breath burning a column through the air over him. He looked up slowly and was quickly yanked backwards towards the ground with a thud. He flipped onto his back, his legs splayed out beneath him as the chains held tightly, keeping his feet and hands tied to the ground. He could move his head still, but only slightly.

The demon stood towering over him, her body radiating heat in the air. The only light shining now that the moon had disappeared behind the clouds, was the light radiating off of her body. She stood, smirking, her hand raised.

“Tell me boy. What was it you wanted?” She stepped forward, her feet trailing on either side of his body. Her tail scratched along the ground circling near his body.

Lucas swallowed dryly. “I wanted power. I wanted people to want me. I wanted to be the one-“

“You wanted to be seen…” She purred and crouched down. Her legs bending with ease until she was practically sitting just above his waist. Lucas could feel himself averting his gaze yet still, that did nothing to stop his growing arousal. The demoness could clearly sense as much and leaned down gripping his chin with her hand. She gently turned his head sideways, her mouth lowering to his ear. He could feel her breath against it. “I see you boy. I offer you that in return for the soul pact you made.”

Lucas trembled and nodded slowly. He didn’t know if it was her forcing him to nod or if he did it willingly. Her hand slid down and the chains around his neck snapped allowing him to breathe freely. He inhaled deeply, the smell of autumn wood and brimstone filling his nose. He bit his lip and let her hand wrap around his neck, squeezing tightly.

“You don’t need this anymore.” Her free hand wrapped around the top of his head and squeezed. Lucas felt his eyes roll back in his head as if something was pulling out the top of his head. Everything started to get fuzzy and cloudy. His thoughts grew harder to think by the second. He groaned as everything slowly started to fade away into blank nothingness. He couldn’t remember who he was or what he was doing here, or who this tall person was standing over him now.

“I can hear you trying to think, it becomes hard without that soul in the way now doesn’t it. It would be much easier to let me think for you, wouldn’t it boy?” The boy nodded, his eyelids half lidded and drifting over glassy eyes. Whoever this person was, was so smart, they seemed to know exactly what the boy needed to do.

“Good boy. Now. Stick your tongue out. Time to teach you your first lesson in serving me.” She turned around and began to lower her ass towards his face. The boy stuck his tongue out eagerly waiting for what to do next. She spread her cheeks and sat, smothering him. Her warm skin immediately heated up his face, causing him to break out in a sweat. She began to grind her ass back on his tongue.

The boy quickly began to lick earning moans of delight from the other person. He smiled assuming they must be enjoying themselves. They reached back, their hand pulling their face deeper as they cut the air off from him. He gasped choking as he continued licking, he had not been told otherwise.

“I’m going to have fun with you. For a very long time to come.” The other person purred and released the boy’s head letting it drop to the floor as they gasped for air. They began to lower their ass once more. “That’s enough of a break. Now back to it.”