Of Demonry and Hellfire

On trek up a steep and dark mountain, Lion, the demon witch was on his way carrying a hefty amount of equipment. His wand was along the small armory on Lion’s back so he was defenseless especially since he was moving so slow due to the weight. Thankfully, Lucifer, the Doombringer, was out in front with his usual attire except for most of his upper body armor which Lion was carrying. “I see a good camp site near.”, said the large demon started to walk faster to scout ahead, leaving the demon witch behind to limp forwards. Lucifer came to an old campsite, looking around the rather isolated grounds. Multiple logs for resting and an unlit campfire, more than sufficient for two demonic figures. Inching ever closer to where Doom was, Lion reached a nearby log, setting down the large sack of equipment. The demon witch sat back with his feet, visually pulsating in pain, groaning slightly. After lighting the campfire, the Doombringer turned to Lion and noticed he was in pain, so Doom rushed over to kneel before the demon witch and started to massage Lion’s feet with his hands. A soothed sigh rolled through Lion before he kicked Doom across the jaw.

“Who told you to fucking touch me?”, growled out the demon witch.

Doom stayed kneeled down with his face looking at the ground slightly cowering, “Nobody, Master. I can never beg long enough for you forgiveness.”

A devilish grin ran across Lion’s face as the Doombringer groveled before him. Taking a sore foot off the ground, Lion proceeded to rub his dirty feet over Doom’s face speaking, “Act without my command again and you can find another master, you lowly thing, understood?”

“Understood, Master.”

“Good. Now ease my pain, cur.”, commanded Lion as he took his feet off of Doom’s face allowing him to massage them deeply. Growls of pleasure rolled through Lion as his stubby feet had strong hands pressed deeply into worn soles, ever-so tender they were from the long trek. The demon witch’s toe curled and twitched as Doom pressed down firmly minimize the blood flow to his master’s feet. Hands moved up to Lion’s ankles which were wrought with pain as well, which the demon witch allowed as both his legs were in agony. Lion focused less on keeping Doom in line and more on his legs getting therapeutic attention. With Doom working over Lion’s lower body, the demon witch closed his eyes and let the pain leave his legs. The heat Lion felt seemed as if it went to another place entirely.

“Uh, Master, you seem to be aroused.”, commented Doom as Lion came to his senses, noticing his loincloth pitched by a chubby erection. Shuffling defensively, the demon witch pulled on one of Doom’s horns and held it his head close to his crotch so that the Doombringer could feel Lion’s throbbing erection on his face.

Doom heard a long sigh come from Lion before he spoke. “My legs are in pain and you focus on my privates. How perverted.”

“After tasting forbidden fruit, it is hard to resist. Forgive me.”, whispered Doom as he sat there with Lion’s precum dribbling down his face. The longer the Doombringer held his position, the deeper his needy panting became. Doom’s hot breath tickled at Lion’s cock, which twitched intensely. Suddenly, the demon witch shoved his member into Doom’s maw, who reacted negatively at first, but slowly started to work the cock in his mouth with his tongue. Lacking lips, Doom depended on his tongue to please Lion. A tongue that went all around, over and under the demon witch’s member, going over each inch of skin slowly and carefully. The demon witch snarled positively as he gently thrusted into Doom’s mouth, but promptly feeling himself getting a little too excited so Lion pulled out of the large demon’s mouth.

The witch shuffled down to the ground to lay on his back, erection ever tall, as he spoke, “It’s about time you stripped for me.”. With a small amount of hesitation the large demon started to peel himself from his armor, Starting with his breastplate, Doom unbuckled himself to revealing solid pectorals and a perfect set of abdominals. Doombringer moved to remove his pauldrons next, but Lion cooed him to faulds and crotchplate. Moments later, Doom’s crotch was in plain sight, showing that he was sporting an erection as well. Satisfied with the sight before him, Lion prompted the large demon to take a seat to pleasure his master. Doom straddled himself over Lion’s cock, teasing his anus with the cock head, facing his master. “Oh, that’s nice, but I think it’s time we got started.”, said Lion with a wicked sneer. Doom nodded meekly as he slowly started to take Lion’s cock into his rear, moaning louder and louder as he took in every inch. A smooth rhythm was maintained when the Doombringer brought his hips up and down with a firm but steady force over the demon witch’s crotch. Letting his slave do all the work, Lion layed back, reveling in the pleasure. Doom’s insides felt downright sinful, making Lion snarl lewdly.  Seeing the large demon in such a pathetic state, made Lion chuckle before he realized Doom had quicken his pace. The large demon let a deep moan roll through his entire body as he reached climax, slapping his thick along Lion’s torso, turning on Doom even more.  Lion growled with immense pleasure as he began thrusting into the large demon’s ass, clawing deep into Doom’s waist.

Lust was thick in the air as Doom worked Lion’s cock all the way into his ass, ejaculating with passion all over the demon witch. The large demon shivered when aftershocks of physical delight crawled down his back before realizing his previous error. “Master, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean…”, rattled off Doom noticing that Lion had fell asleep, worn out from the intercourse. Lion’s face didn’t have it’s usual facade. It was cool and relaxed, completely unlike the demon witch, but Doom knew as long as Lion was happy, so was he.