Daw and Primrose

[2015/03/05]Daw the Imp did her job within another Greater Demon's lab, simply being a cleaning imp when back in hell. She huffed aloud as she was suck preforming the menial tasks of dusting, though the ever present glow of the demon's portal gate was present in the room. She had just been cleaning it as there was a swell of purple light emitting from its center, and but a moment later, a proper portal had formed within, showing through its purple tinted, almost mirror-like surface that upon the other side lay only a small girl on an obsidian shrine. The Shrine Room beyond seemed abandon, and the Demon Lord that Daw had worked for seemed to be gone, for the moment at least. She took her opportunity and rushed through the portal, the single summoning gate closing as Daw stepped out onto the other side. She saw no light in the secret temple, save for the dim torches that lit this sacrificial chamber. "They're all gone?" She asked, eyes glancing back over the bound girl, The Imp guiding herself to loom over the small form with a growing grin upon her face. "And what's this? Did they leave a nice present here for me? Such good cultists, always giving me such cute presents~" The girl was of course lying, but she always claimed whatever cult accidentally summoned her to belong to her following to act intimidating.

[2015/03/05]Princess Primrose had never seen a demon before-- in fact, not many humans had, and lived to tell about it. There were, of course, many stories written in dusty old tomes in the palace library back home, but Prim hadn't spent much time educating herself on the finer points of demonology. The men who'd kidnapped her weren't exactly clear about what the purpose in doing so was... she picked out that there was to be a demonic ritual, and as they'd begun the process, she'd become more and more afraid of the possibilities. There was talk of sacrificing her blood-- her life, to a demon lord... but not before offering the truly holy gift of her virginity. As such, she'd be stripped of the casual, yet decidedly regal attire she'd been out playing in and bound to the shrine, sprawled out and vulnerable. The pretty young thing sobbed quietly, staring attentively at the demon who'd passed through, perhaps, far more afraid of her rather diminutive appearance than necessary... The difference between a hulking demon monarch with boundless dark powers and a... lesser fell was lost on her.

[2015/03/05]Daw the Imp could scent it like purity rising around the bare girl. She brought herself to stand with her legs on either side of the sobbing princess and plopped herself down on her torso to gaze at her face. The little girl was temptation itself to the imp, never having been given a proper virgin sacrifice before. "All ready for me I see. They must know how well their Goddess loves her sacrifices open for her~" She cooed out, hands reaching down to grasp Prim's cheeks. "I'm Daw The Godly! I'm the domination and destroyer of mortals, and the bane of life itself! If you deny me I shall show you the extent of my power!" The Imp put on a little show of strength that she did not have, the presence of the girl, limbs tied to the alter, made the infernal rod under her skirts start to swell in a sudden need, trapped in the cloth prison of her panties. The demon herself started to grow a slight blush upon her face, deep red cheeks darkening as she lifted the front of her skirt to show off the outline of that package hidden in her panties to the new sacrifice. "Tell me your name, Mortal."

[2015/03/05]Princess Primrose trembled and tightened up her fists, struggling meekly at her bindings, fruitlessly, as the strength of a frightened preteen human girl was near non-existent. Prim had begun learning about sex already, as she was likely to be wed in only a few years' time, and she'd be expected to be able to please her husband-- the man she'd love... But this was different, Prim didn't love a demon, there was no ceremony, not the kind she'd seen her sister have. Prim had been taught just how important her virginity should be to her, it was her purity, her sanctity, her very royalty! The girl couldn't quite comprehend exactly what that all meant, but she did know that it made her father proud to have a daughter so eager to remain pure until her love could have her. That's why this was... so wrong! "P-Prim...r-rose," She murmured, her voice shaky, choked up on breaths she struggled to take. "P-please Lord D-demon, I don't want to be a s-s-sacrifice!" She couldn't explain it, be it natural reaction, or the demon's dark magics, but her body was beginning to feel warm... and that tiny, pristine, untouched little slit, impossibly tight, a vault of sanctity unmarred by evil-- began to glisten with the makings of a deeply rooted lust.

[2015/03/05]Daw the Imp hoisted her diminutive form to place upon the Princess's face. "Primrose~ That's a nice little name for my newest worshiper~" She claimed, hands wringing to her panties and sliding them down from around her legs. The heavy package of her infernal cock lay crossed the untouched girl's face, its tip dripping the beginnings of a pheremonic, lust filled river of pre down her forehead, the swollen red orbs of her sack lay against her lips, just under her nose. "There, take in your new god's scent! If you don't want to be a sacrifice, then you must please her with all your might, or be faced with the wrath of The Demon Lord!" She ground her cock all along her face, marking it from top to bottom in spots of burning hot sheens of pre that decorated her face without a care. "Daw commands you to suck on her balls. Kiss each one of them, then take them in your mouth and bathe them with your tongue until you can feel her seed churning inside for your unclaimed womb! If you appease them, maybe they will not put my hellis spawn inside your pussy like the common Demon Slut!" She strutted her lies, knowing well that she couldn't pass up unloading inside the princess beauty that lay before her, but she wanted her to know just what would be responsible for the curse of carrying demon spawn when she's heavy and round with Daw's Daughters.

[2015/03/05]Princess Primrose felt her body beginning to slip away from her control, as if some deep, dark, wet warmth surrounded her arms and legs and tugged at them until she couldn't be bothered to feel them any more. Every bit of physical sensation she was experiencing was localized in her face, burning hot, flushed bright red with embarrassment and estranged, preteen arousal-- and her slick little pussy, now drooling just as much as her lips were. The young girl's eyes watered, and she fought and struggled to keep them open, the heavy, imposing scent of demonic musk penetrating her senses and commanding her body to comply with the imp's commands, with or without the promise of mercy. It was an act of mercy in and of itself that she'd given clear instruction as to how it was that Prim was to please her, as the child wasn't nearly versed enough in sexual practice to understand how on her own. Certainly not wanting her unclaimed womb violated by a demon's spawn, Prim's lips puckered, and she placed tiny, dainty kisses on the imp's ballsack, several for each heavy red orb, and some for the leathery flesh between. Her tongue came out next, softly tasting her salty, musky, pheromonal, flavor. They only just barely fit inside her mouth one at a time-- and with little room for the girl's tongue to work at them, but she tried her very best to appease her supposed new god, knowing already that her body was entirely at the demon's mercy one way or another.

[2015/03/05]Daw the Imp groaned out into the echoing shrine room as the musk covered balls were taken into the girl's mouth, her back arcing, loins grinding into her face with the grinning face of dominating pleasures showing plainly upon her own features. "That's right, worship those big demon balls, know that your body belongs to them. They can do whatever they want to your little form, and they keep screaming at me to knock your little pussy up~" She insisted, her feet reaffirming their place on the ground and lifting up from her so the sound of her impish testis leaving her jaw made the loud sound of a popping rise from them. The saliva covered sack hung above the girl's face, dripping the mix of pre down the throbbing rod, mixing with the glistening sheen of spit upon the sack to drip upon her face, leaving a firmer mark of scent upon the girl's nose. Any demon that dared near her could inevitably scent that she had been claimed by another demon. She brought herself down to the forcefully spread legs, taking to her knees and setting the hot length of her cock against the soft, virginal folds of her pussy before starting to run it up and down lengthwise in those drooling lips. The river of pre mixed into the welling of feminine juices, radiating their blazing heat onto the fresh hole in warning of the real load that lay prisoner in her demonic testis. "You will surrender it to me! The power of taking your precious virginity is going to feed my power, little Primrose~ Feel happy that you're being so useful for your god. Don't you want to beg her? Or shall she have to use your pussy like The Demon Swallowing hole that it was born to be?"

[2015/03/05]Princess Primrose breathed shallowly, the tiny pink buds on her chest accentuated by the tiniest of pudgy mounds beneath each of them rising and falling slowly, but unevenly as the girl's senses rebelled and swam about her, conflicting with her aversion and swirling with desire. Desire not yet experienced by the preteen princess in all her short life, now more powerful than the lusty furnace of a trained whore's loins. The demon knocking at her most precious, sacred nether gateway would be able to read into the girl's estranged lust without any noticeable aversion. She would squirm and writhe against her bindings, knees quivering, glistening with sweat from head to dainty little toe. Obviously grappling with overpowering lust that threatened to rob her of her innocence even before that horrid demonic tool between the imp's legs could. She couldn't lose her virginity to a demon, she just couldn't! But her body wanted it, her instincts wanted it, only the part of her that was still a princess was empowered to fight it, and it was fading fast. "Wh-why would I beg for s-s-something like that?" Her speech was broken up by both sobbing, and the sickly marring of her head after having tongued the demon's ballsack.

[2015/03/06]Daw the Imp allowed a giggle to escape from her lips, the feeling of the heated, lust ridden loins of her little princess. Her hips drew themselves back to position the dripping head of her infernal cock press just within those burning folds, letting them taste the thick, streaming pre that welled in the tightness of the virgin passage to spill out from around where they connected. "Because your God owns your virginity. She wants it, and needs it to show how devoted you are to her. Your purity is nothing compared to the want of Daw." She insisted, hands gripping the sides of her new follower's face. A slight wiggle of her hips stirred the tightness of her entrance for just a playful moment before she pressed the blazing rod into her cunt so slowly that it could send such demon sluts into a rage as she explored the uncharted hole. It was only when she could feel the slight resistance of her hymen, that tightness that she prodded against so easily. "And with this, you show that you're powerless to stop me, that you deserve to be but a demon slut for your new god. I'm gonna fill you until you're heavy with my demonic child~" The promise was sealed with a sudden push of her hips, the red cock punching its way through the sanctity of her purity, slamming her hips against the bound girl in a loud collision, holding herself deep inside the deflowered girl, indulging in the feeling of the royal pussy sacrificing its last right of purity, all for the pleasure of an imp.

[2015/03/06]Princess Primrose had opened her mouth to speak in retort to the demon's boast, at first, struggling with the initial pushing of that horrid tool past the opening of her tiny slit, silencing her words and causing her to let out a tiny cry in both fear and discomfort-- the girl's young body unaccustomed to the sensation of having anything thrust inside her pussy, to any extent. There was a ripple of pleasure, but she'd shut off her brain to it in her panic. The girl's eyes were red and puffy, spilling out tears as she was made to take in the ceremonious words of the demon god Daw, preparing to take from her what defined her as a lady. A demonic child? No, no, she wanted to scream, but that slow, agonizing penetration had robbed her of her voice and left her panting, drooling, a shaking, mewling mess before she was even able to process the pleasure, or cunt-stretching pain. Then, the true event came, and her voice did return-- in the form of a broken up scream, though unable to reach a truly perilous octave, as the poor girl barely had the energy! Her body quaked and went limp after a moment or two, then she went silent again, her hips quivering and her chest heaving. She could feel her blood mixing with the juices spattered about their now joined sexes, a lurid warmth that only served to humiliate her further. "I-I'm... a whore..." She murmured, reminded of her father's staunch teachings that only whores are deflowered outside of marriage. "I'm... a demon's whore..."

[2015/03/06]Daw the Imp turned her eyes up to the crying girl, stroking down her cheek as she cooed, "Of course you are, Little Princess~ You've been worshiping your gods big balls with your tongue, and then you sat idly back while you let her steal your virginity. You're a slut that can't help herself, aren't you? I know you tasted the fertile orbs, now your body begs for their seed, I can almost hear it screaming to be filled!" She drew her hips back and brought them back for another hard slam of their thighs, She had made the little worshiper her whore, and now she would treat her like one as she mercilessly pounded her throbbing cock deep within the hold of her tight pussy. She met every thrust with a press upon her untouched womb, the girthy head of the infernal cock meeting the ring of her cervix with enough force that it dimpled inward, letting the slow streams of pre wash its hot self along the girl's walls like a primer for the proper load. "Say it~ Tell Daw that you're her slut. Tell her that you love her big demon cock raping your little pussy. She took your virginity, because she owns you. Admit it!" Her voice had dropped down to a hiss as she could feel the power of the alter starting to flow through her, every moment on top of her new toy letting her Impish powers grow greater and greater, and with it the ravaging of her deflowered cunt grew harder and more animalistic in its desire to breed her for all she was worth.

[2015/03/06]Princess Primrose was swallowed up by internal conflict, her mind rebelling against her body as the influence of the demonic ritual, and the carnal needs spurned in her by the demon's potent musk and languid abuse of her most sacred place had begun swarming her with pleasure unlike anything she'd ever expected to experience. The tiny, nubile little body shook with each thrust, ripples flowing through baby fat, the tiny nubs of the makings of breasts stiff and perky. She wanted to be a lady, a perfect, pristine, dignified lady, but everything her body urged her to do now sought to steal that away from her. She didn't want to say what she was told to, but her mind was beginning to haze up, to slip away from her, the resistance of a young girl's psyche not nearly enough to combat the influence of black magics. "I... am your slut..." Her lips formed the words, but her will wasn't in it. "I love your big demon cock... I love having it rape my pussy... I-I..." More and more of her disappeared, removed from her control, submitted to the demon. "Primrose is... owned by you... Goddess Daw..."

[2015/03/06]Daw the Imp rose a hand high into the air, the submission of the girl sending a surge of power through her that she brought to her palm, it glowing in the brightness of arcane heat. Shen then slapped the hand down upon the princess's belly, where her womb lay just below. The singing intensity of her hand started to brand its form onto her, the scent of burns rising around them as the relentless pounding never ceased, even through the sudden branding that left the scar of Daw's hand left in the pristine skin. "Then I claim you! You are Daw's worshiper, you belong to her, and you always will!" With an arcing thrust, the head of her cock punched her way through, one slam at a time until she was weakening the tight ring of the girl's cervix, only a few moments of relentless rutting until she finally burst through its protective seal to shove the length crashing into the back wall of her womb. The fertile chamber of her womb was decorated in the generous slather of pre that now pooled within, the ritualistic powers readying her young baby hold to carry the great spawn of her god. "That's it, love your god with all your might~ A good Demon Slut always loves it when she gets a big load in her. You'll be filled with Daw's cum so much that it's all you'll ever live off of!" She groung her hips in little circles, rubbing the head of her cock against the walls of the preteen womb. "Now beg for Daw to knock you up. She deserves your body holding her child, she's entitled to breed her property as she wishes!"

[2015/03/06]Princess Primrose saw the last of her dignity, and nobility slip away from her, staring lifelessly as it was almost tangibly leaving her, reducing the once prideful and powerful princess of a grand kingdom to nothing more than the pleasure slave and breeding tool to a demon-- and a lesser one at that. The brand that had been seared into her flesh only hurt for a moment, as the hormonal response to Goddess Daw's command over her body magically did away with the pain-- or at least, warped her perception of it into nothing but exquisite pleasure. Her new god was a generous one, for that... Prim's first moan escaped then, a gentle coo laced with acceptance and finality, her fate sealed, and her mind now owned, the girl's cervix seemed happy to swallow up the head of her cock, perfectly inviting as her love canal tightened up and squeezed the thick girth of her shaft and thanked her soundlessly for bringing her such pleasure. Hormones and physiology altered, there was no more room in her for childhood-- she'd begun to desire just what Daw wanted: to become pregnant with the demon's brood. "Please, please knock me up, Goddess Daw, please fill my womb up with your babies so I can fulfil my purpose to you! I will serve you eternally, most great and powerfull Goddess, I will worship you with my body and be honored to give birth to your spawn! Please, please, fill the womb of this demon whore with your sperm!"

[2015/03/06]Daw the Imp felt a rising tenseness in the saliva soaked balls the twin orbs hiding up to their base as they welled with the need to unload their brewed seed. Daw let out a heavy groan as she arced her back, shoving her cock as deep as she could manage into the depth of the dominated girl, the tingling sensation washing over her as orgasm was immanent, her cock stiffened like rock in its desire to breed. "Good little Demon Whore of a Princess! Your place is right here under me, birthing all my brood like a proper slut~" She cooed out through the thick groans. The heated rod gave one mighty lurch before it started to unload blast after blast of the burning seed, pumping into her with the force hard enough to bruise the now claimed womb with the presence of a hard thump sounding around them with every rope of thick white. The little Demon kept pumping until her own eyes rolled, the youthful pussy overflowing upon the alter with thick globs of seed running down the bound girl's ass to run off the obsidian shrine like a layer of paint. Millions upon billions of demonic swimmers were released from their prison, the healthy sperm claiming the womb for their own as they sought out their new mother's eggs without hesitation. "Thank you god for letting all her sperm rape your eggs, swear to her that you'll have as many of her demon bastards as your little form can bear! She's putting her children into your little royal family. Does it feel good to know so many of your god's babies are going to corrupt your family name with proof that she claimed their little princess?"

[2015/03/06]Princess Primrose fell limp before long, her head laid back, her chest convulsing with each emission inside of her. She choked on air, feeling her insides swell up and tighten, burdened with the load of the demon's seed trying to escape her. She gulped down stale air, thick with the demonic sperm's scent, saturating her tongue, her lungs, and her throat in its taste. "Thank you--" She murmured, her head lolling to the side as she slowly regained some of her cognition. "Thank you Goddess Daw..." Her limbs stirred, briefly struggling against her bindings as she sought out a comfortable angle with her hips with which to alleviate the pressure in her womb. "It feels good... It feels so good to have my womb full... to be... able to bare your children... Thank you for choosing me..." She was still small, meek, and that perfectly cherubic little face, round and somewhat pudgy still told of the innocence now so thoroughly stripped of her-- Prim wore a pouty look, but betrayed it with her tongue. "I s-swear, my Goddess... I swear to use my womb to birth many, many demon babies for you... as many as you wish... in your service, my Goddess..."

[2015/03/06]Daw the Imp pulled from the preteen in one quick movement, hand tracing along the filled belly, making circles around the branding in place and giggling as if the brood was already there. She allowed herself to straddle the girl's chest, the thick, flaccid cock resting once more upon her face. She brought the scent of her seed against her nose, grinding the cum covered bastard maker against it without remorse. "I want you to indulge in the scent of my seed. It's what you live for, it's what you will live on." She promised, hoisting her hefty red sack to place against the familiar lips. "Lick them, and apologize for not wanting their precious load before we started. Can you feel how tense they are? They're mad at you, being such a selfish Demon Slut." She wrapped her tiny hands around her red rod, starting to stroke against it, easing the limp length into hardness right before the princess's eyes, all the while letting her face feel the forceful musk of all her cum leaking out onto the young features. "Daw has impregnated her little demon whore, and since she is a good god, she will now have to take care of her worshiper properly. Do you want to eat Daw's mighty seed? She's going to rape your throat like a toy, and cum so much down your little throat~ all your body is going to belong to your god. She's going to take all the virginities you have."