McDane gets his Wand Off

McDane gets his Wand Off
Wizard X Angel X Demon
(Insults, Lesbian, Threesome)

The portal crackled with infernal power, sharp black nails gripping each side as a scarlet red form pulled itself through.

“Yes,” A low voice hisses, nefarious but feminine, “After years, I am free.”

A black boot touched the stone floor, the female demon pulling herself into the room with a final boom of power.

She pulled a blood soaked axe from her back and swung it through the air, her red tail whipping through the air fast enough to be audible.

“What foolish mortal attempts to bind Malmaria to their will?” She said as she looked around the room.

There was a young man with short brown hair and long blue robes sitting in a wooden chair. He twiddled his fingers at Malmaria, “Hey there.”

“Oh, McDane,” Malmaria frowned, “Such a wasteful speck of living flesh. What do you want me for now?”

The wizard McDane shrugged his shoulders, and smiled at the demon. Even as her footsteps left seared marks in his floor, he didn’t budge.

“I conquered a kingdom for you,” She began, “Disposed of lords, and cut down a party of plucky interlopers. What could you possibly need me to kill now?”

“Oh Malmaria,” McDane said, “If only you knew.”

She raised her axe, but then noticed another presence in the room.

“That was a long time ago,” Said a woman’s voice, “Lord McDane got better, for a while.”

The woman was almost fluorescent, giving off a light white glow that was hard to ignore now that she knew the source. She was barely dressed in anything, a wispy loincloth that fell to the floor, and a gold laced bra that left little to the imagination. Like any angel, her hair was a shimmering gold.

“An angel,” Malmaria shouted as she pointed her weapon, “You dare enter my presence, I’ll drop you where you stand.”

Malmaria charged forward. The angel didn’t budge. She crossed her arm under her breasts, and stood there waiting for Malmaria’s blow. All the better, Malmaria’s axe came back and fell into the white-winged hussy.

Except, it didn’t penetrate. The axe sat against her neck, as if it were a rubber toy that bounced off.

“Nuh-uh-uh,” McDane said, “That’s not what I brought you here for Malmaria.”

“Wizard,” Malmaria said like a curse as she brought the axe down again, with the same result, “Free me now, or I’ll crush you instead.”

Malmaria went back to swing for a third time, but the angel grabbed Malmaria at the wrist. She could tell the grip was strong, but she felt no pain. Instead there was a light sensation, like a pleasurable tickle.

The angel, despite herself, had a furious look on her brow.

“Don’t tease me, Malmaria,” McDane said, “We’ll get to that fun stuff in good time.”

“Maybe you should pay attention for one moment, red-skinned oaf,” The angel said.

“The only thing I need to see is your essence spilled across this lab, white-clad she-bitch.”

“Oh ho!” McDane said with a clap as he watched the two wrestle for control of the axe, “See, this is why I chose the two of you again. You see Malmaria, after my little contract with you, it became difficult to maintain control of the land.”

Malmaria looked at him in the edge of her vision, the wizard was lounging in his chair. This was like a stage show for him. She hated wizards, even if they were power hungry.

“So I contracted Ascendia here.”

“He summoned me,” She corrected, “If we are being exact.”

The angel let go, and Malmaria brought the axe up to strike again. Then she thought about it, and dropped the weapon to her side. An angry squint would have to do for now.

“She helped me regain the trust of the people,” McDane said with a roll of his wrist, “Through a mix of divine revelation, and her magnificent figure.”

“I don’t think this is a time for flattery,” Ascendia noted.

“On the contrary,” McDane said, “All considering, this is the perfect time. You see, I’ve brought you here because life as a distant but benevolent ruler gets, boring.”

The first thing that came to mind for Malmaria was how much she could spice up a good countryside full of angry peasants, but she got the feeling that wasn’t why she was here.

“So, for the night,” McDane said, “I’ve decided to bring you two ladies here to spice things up.”

Malmaria pointed her axe at McDane, “I’m not your court jester, mortal. If you want to see something funny, I suggest you free me from whatever enchantments you have in place, and see what happens to your wide-waisted conscience over here.”

“I beg your pardon,” Ascendia said.

“You’ll beg for much more.”

“Ladies,” McDane said, “You aren’t going to be freed from anything.”

He reached down at his robes and pulled them up to reveal he was oddly bare underneath. His manhood swinging loose between his legs.

“Not until I’ve been dealt with. Then you are free to flitter off back to whatever planes of existence you please.”

“How lewd!” Ascendia cried as she turned her head away.

“You brought a demon of destruction into your home,” Malmaria said, “To get you off? Have you no sense of right and wrong?”

McDane shrugged.

“Why don’t you go pleasure him,” Ascendia said with a dismissive wave of her hand, “This sounds like work for you disease-ridden miscreants.”

“What?” Malmaria grabbed Ascendia by the neck and pulled her close, “I may not know what miscreant means, but I’m not disease-ridden.”

“We can’t harm each other you dim-witted amazonian,” Ascendia said as she tried to push Malmaria.

Malmaria tried to shove back, but it didn’t elicit more than an annoyed gasp from the angel. They gripped each other, and wherever Ascendia’s hands held her, she could feel that tingling sensation from before. It was almost enticing.

She shook her head, and tried to force the angel off of her. Malmaria had no doubt she was the better fighter of the two, but this enchantment made that pointless. She had to be the dirtier fighter. So she twisted the angel over her hip, and threw her to the floor. Ascendia landed with a soft clap, and Malmaria fell on top of her.

“Desist!” Ascendia shouted.

“You give already?” Malmaria said as she grabbed the woman’s wrists and tried to pin her to the floor.

“I’m indecent you soulless wench!”

Malmaria looked down and saw that during the flip, the angel’s top had flung aside, leaving one of her perky nipples exposed, and the other barely hiding.

“Let me go,” Ascendia said as she tried to free her wrists.

Malmaria held her down, laughing in her face at the angel’s struggle.

“Not so high and mighty now, are you you air-headed she-bitch.”

“Stop!” Ascendia put up a weak struggle, “Also, that’s redundant.”

There was a chuckle from across the room, and both women looked over to see McDane with a wide smile on his face. The wizard was stroking himself in soft long motions.

“You two can’t help yourselves,” McDane said with a wink, “I knew I chose well. Maybe you’ll get free of me after all.”

Malmaria flared her nostrils, “You’ll regret this Wizard, when my axe is buried in your entrails.”

“Somehow I wager I’ll be buried in you first.”

She growled at him, she hated wordplay. Then she turned back on the angel, whose pale glow was corrupted by a slight blush in her cheeks. Malmaria had one way out of this that she could think of. If there was some brilliant alternative, she would leave that to someone else in the room.

Malmaria dove in and kissed Ascendia. The angel squirmed under her attention, trying her hardest to resist. Her tongue found entry, and no attempt to hold her out could register as anything but delightful strokes on her tongue. Ascendia’s arms stopped moving, and Malmaria saw the angels eyes lilt and close.

She broke contact, but stayed close enough that she could feel Ascendia’s warm breath on her cheeks.

“What are you doing?” The angel asked, “Are you mad?”

“Listen,” Malmaria whispered, “If you want out, you’ll play along, or use those celestial powers of yours to think of something better.”

“Don’t throw the blame on me you…”

Malmaria kissed her again, and felt Ascendia’s complaints pour into her. She released the angel’s hand and put it to her exposed breast. The flesh was warm, soft, and Malmaria had no shame in admitting she enjoyed kneading it under her fingers.

Ascendia turned her head away, gasping, “You corrupting succubi, get off of me.”

Malmaria took the angel’s nipple between her fingers and tweaked it, circling the taut flesh in small circles.

“Give me your tongue,” Malmaria said as she kissed at the angel’s cheek, “Stop being difficult you tight assed nun.”

Ascendia turned to reply, but instead got a mouth full of the she-demon. The angel placed her free hand on Malmaria’s top, her fingers sliding beneath the material, and free the demon’s own bountiful assets in one pull.

The angel made angry eyes at her over the kiss, but Malmaria only grinned in response. Her kiss growing deeper as Ascendia’s hands continued to explore her flesh. Ascendia’s eyes closed, and Malmaria felt the woman tremble beneath her.

Malmaria released Ascendia from their kiss, and leaned back. Ascendia’s breathing was heavy, and she stopped struggling to get free, and her hands fell to her sides. Malmaria reached behind her, her fingers sliding along the soft flesh of the angel’s thighs.

“What,” Ascendia said after a long sigh of relief,” Don’t think of it.”

Her hand went to the angel’s loin cloth, rubbing her mound. It was hot to the touch. The angel squeezed her thighs together.

“Don’t pretend,” Malmaria said, “Open wide.”

She felt the Ascendia’s thighs go slack, and with a motion she pulled the material aside. Her fingers touched skin, soft, warm, moist.

“That didn’t even require insulting you,” Malmaria said with an insidious smile, “And no undergarments, now who is lewd?”

“Don’t dare compare us…” Ascendia began, but she gasped as Malmaria’s finger sank between her lower lips. The angels hips squeezed reflexively, but then fell ajar.

Malmaria slipped a second finger past her defenses, and Ascendia’s chest heaved under her attention. Her every breath held to its limit. Her eyes locked closed. Her nipples were harder than ever, and she whispered words to no one as Malmaria’s slick fingers teased her womanly button.

Ascendia’s eyes opened, and she pulled on Malmaria’s top, her lips pleading for the demoness.

Malmaria obliged, kissing her deep and taking her breast back in hand. Ascendia shook in pleasure, then broke the kiss.

“You fel-handed ditz, I’ve thought of a plan.”

Malmaria bit the angel’s lower lip.

“Why don’t we focus on him instead,” Ascendia whispered as Malmaria continued to give her attention.

“Not half bad,” The demon said.

She stood from Ascendia, and they both turned to look at McDane.

“Oh,” He said, now twirling a finger on the swollen head of his member, “Given up already? That is too bad.”

Malmaria walked over to him, “I’ve just decided to take a direct approach.”

Not that she had a lot of practice, but Malmaria was sure she could make a man finish in mere moments with the proper technique. As she got close enough she gripped him in her hands, and pushed McDane into an upright position with the other. Her stroking was purposeful, staring him in the eyes as her fingers went to work on his shaft.

She felt a delightful slap on her arm from Ascendia as the angel appeared across from her, “You demons know nothing of anything that isn’t wanton destruction. How do you intend to pleasure a man?”

Malmaria stared bullets at her glowing counterpart, “What do you intend to do? tickle him with tales of proper devotion?”

Ascendia pushed her hand aside and placed her own hand on McDane’s pole, kissing the man on the cheek as she began a gentle stroke.

“You could learn a lot from us uptight nuns,” Ascendia said with a roll of her eyes.

Malmaria groaned, and gripped McDane as well, “Like what, how to hide being an insufferable slut queen?”

Ascendia leaned across, “How dare you, take that back.”

Malmaria sneered at Ascendia before kissing the woman deep. Ascendia pushed back, their lips mashing as their fingers fought over the trembling flesh of the wizard.

“Ow, ow, ladies!” McDane said, “Come on now.”

“Fuck this,” Malmaria said, pushing Ascendia back and pulling aside her own bloomers before straddling McDane looking away from him. “You’ll give me your seed, or I’ll ride you until you pass out. I will be free either way.”

She held his flesh, now slick with excitement, and pushed his head against her. He slid in slow, filling her inch by inch until a moan slipped from her lips when she sat.

“A brute force strategy,” Ascendia said as she moved in front of Malmaria, “How shocking, someone inform the high lords what plan the demoness cooked up.”

McDane laughed now, and Malmaria felt a blush come to her cheeks. Though the teasing wasn’t quite the primary reason. She shifted her hips, and McDane’s manhood moved inside her, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. Every time she moved, she could feel him move in response.

“Shut up,” Malmaria said, “Shouldn’t you be helping?”

“Nothing I can do with that fat red rear of yours in the way,” Ascendia said with a devilish smile. The angel’s cheeks still had a red tint.

“Fat?” Malmaria gasped.

Ascendia crashed upon her, the angel’s lips meeting hers, her tongue penetrating deep. Malmaria couldn’t say she wasn’t shocked. She sat up as straight as she could with McDane buried to his testicles, and Ascendia took advantage of the situation.

The angel’s fingers reached her nether lips, and Ascendia’s warm fingers twirled around her aching nub.

Malmaria moaned as her body trembled. Even as she tried to slide against McDane, lifting slightly off his legs before plunging her hips again, she knew that she could only last so long under this sort of attention.

“Oh yeah,” McDane whispered behind her, “That’s the sort of cosmic intervention I like to see.”

Malmaria increased her pace. Her body felt tight, an itch deep inside her needed itching, and it wouldn’t be solved by sitting still. Ascendia turned her attention to Malmaria’s chest, fingers teasing her nipples, their tongues twirling together.

“Show him you’re the slut,” Ascendia whispered, “Cum for him, crimson cunt.”

Malmaria could hear the words, but they were distant. One small wave in the irresistable storm building up inside her. Though she wanted to retort, or to resist on principle, she could tell she had no choice. McDane drove deep into her, his hands holding her hips to his. The Wizard’s seed exploded into her, and Malmaria cried out, back arching, toes curling.

Her whole body felt weak, smothered in an aura of delight. But she could feel McDane panting behind her.

She stood, and grabbed the wizard by the neck.

He choked, his hands going to her red wrists.

“Didn’t I tell you I would spill your insides?” She said, “Did you think you would get away with this?”

Ascendia yelled, “Stop!”

Malmaria looked to the angel, her breasts still exposed, an afterglow in her face.

“Leave him,” Ascendia said, “We’re free now.”

Malmaria let McDane go and slapped the angel across the face. Ascendia looked back, a confused and hurt look in her eyes. Then Malmaria grabbed her and pulled her forward for a deep kiss. Ascendia’s eyes shut, and their tongues mingled.

When Malmaria let go she looked between the two of them, “You would regret knowing how a demon really fucks. Don’t summon me again.”

A crack in the air appeared behind her, vibrating red power that split reality before revealing a flaming world of volcanos and suffering.

Ascendia and Malmaria’s gaze met, and Malmaria took a deep breath.

“Unless that’s what gets you off,” Malmaria said, “You self-hating glow-dyke.”

Ascendia gasped, “I can’t believe you, you fat assed…”

Before she could finish, Malmaria jumped through the portal and it roared shut.

“Damn it all!”